I have previously briefly mentioned my second caning from Mrs Grant but not given any detail – so I guess it’s time to remedy that. This happened approximately one month before I left school, at the age of 16. A girl called Sue and I got friendly during this period, after our exams. Back in the day, […]
Advice from my mum
When I was in the second year of grammar school during the late 1960s, I had the misfortune to be introduced to the headmaster’s cane. I was one of three boys sent to Mr Taylor following a pre-lesson classroom fight which left two of the wooden chairs broken. Ironically, me and the other boys hadn’t […]
A sense of submission
This story comes from my early teens, when I attended a well-respected private school in the Indian city where I lived. My mother died during my birth, so I had never really experienced proper maternal care. Subsequently, I was brought up by my grandmother during my early years. However, by the time of this story, […]
A caning for Christmas
I stumbled across your site by accident and was fascinated. I’m 59 now, so I well remember the days (70s and 80s) when corporal punishment was still liberally and routinely dished out, particularly at school. I came from a working-class family (the youngest of three, with an older brother and sister) and went to ‘normal’ […]
School’s spanking advice
I grew up in the Bible Belt, and almost every child got spanked. There was great variety in how these spankings were given, from swats with the hand to a switching or paddling. However in the 1980s, when I was about nine, there was a story in the local newspaper about a father being taken to […]
The benefits of spanking
When I was growing up, it was almost always my dad who was the one to spank us when we misbehaved. He would take down our pants then pull down our underwear. Then he would spank our bare butts with his hand around 25 or so times, and we would have a very red and […]
Bottom lit after lights out
I have never fathomed out how my mind works and why it is that certain events, be they ever so short-lived, have been etched indelibly into my mind. The story I am about to relate deals with one such event, which probably lasted for 15 minutes at the longest, but it is certainly far from […]