As a young boy, I was raised by my widowed mother, the result of the untimely death of my father. Mom did not spoil me in the least and often spanked me, but always on the seat of my pants. My mom was a registered nurse and when she had to work an occasional night […]

My sister and I are now in our early 30s. We grew up during a time when corporal punishment was still an approved form of discipline. We have vague memories of being spanked by our mother. She quite frankly didn’t have the heart to spank us, so early on she abdicated this responsibility to our […]

I was shocked when James told me he got the cane from his mum and on several subsequent occasions I pressed him for information about it. He told me that when he was younger his mum would slipper him, just as my mum had slippered us both that night, but six months before she had […]

  Ian: Sean, You left me wondering if we had the same matron! In the 1960s, I went to an English prep-school in Dorset as a boarder between the ages of eight and 13. We had a 30-something matron called Miss Rose (I think) who ruled over us armed with her right hand or her Mason […]

When I was 10 years old, I stole a half pack of cigarettes from my mother. I walked to the yard of our neighbour, Miss Foley, and hid behind her garage. I took one of the cigs and lit it. I took one drag and inhaled. That was as far as I got – I […]

I grew up in a small town south of Chicago. My best friend in the whole world was the girl next door, Laura. Laura and I played together since we were in diapers – I was just about six months older then her.She and I both came from strict families that believed spanking was the […]

The first time I ever remember being smacked by anyone other than my mum was when I was seven years old. My sister Jennifer was nine and we were at our next door neighbour’s house with Jennifer’s friend, Carol. It was one of those days in the summer holidays when everybody was bored and we […]