There seemed to be no call for me to leave, and I was not going to miss the fun of watching Sarah’s bright red bottom on display if I could help it. After about twenty minutes, when Sarah’s tears had subsided, her mother told her to go to her room. But as she reached out […]
“I’m sorry, Peter, Sarah can’t come out today. She has been very naughty and I have sent her to her bedroom.” “Oh,” I said, disappointed. There were very few other kids around my age in scattered community, and no boys, and so although Sarah was a rather bossy and sometimes ill-natured girl, we had become […]
“DREAMS AND AWAKENINGS” [“Maternal Matrimony” #5] by the Crimson Kid (All rights reserved. This story’s setting is several hours following “MM” #4, still at the McMichael residence in Yamamoto on the planet Vladivost, mid-28th century.) At some level of his awareness, Carlton knew that he dreaming–yet the dream, which was a re-enactment of a critical […]
My parents met while my father was in the army and stationed in Germany. I was born in the US but by the time I was in 5th grade, my parents separated. Things got hectic, and my mother and I moved back to Germany and moved in with her brother. It was a big old […]
If I had been naughty in my formative years, I would usually be sent to fetch Nanny Mitchel’s slipper from her shoe cupboard (unless she happened to be wearing it at the time, of course). Mostly, she would be sat in her favorite chair and I would be ordered to lie over her knee so […]
I had been dating my boyfriend Matt for over a year. We didn’t talk much about the discipline in our homes, but I had some idea of how Matt’s parents handled disobedience. Although Matt rarely mentioned the subject, I knew his father had taken a belt to him on a few occasions when he was […]
As a young boy growing up in Ireland, I was no stranger to a trip over my mother’s knee for a dose of her hairbrush. My mum was strict but fair and I can say that every spanking I got – apart from one – I thoroughly deserved. The most memorable chastisement with my mother’s […]