Unbeknown to most of the class, during the lunch break the two boys in question had forced a younger pupil to swallow some marbles. Their victim had been taken to the local hospital as a precaution, but was not seriously harmed – presumably the doctors believed nature would take its course, and the boy would eventually just poo them out again. This is a story version of one of the true real life spankings as told to me by a delightful lady who went to a Girls Grammer School and was kept in line at home by a slipper wielding mother, who used it on her daughters bare bottom… Often! Well, of course, I knew full well what she had told me – indeed, I’d had many a wank thinking about it – but I replied sullenly: “Don’t know”. Mother looked daggers at me. “I will ask you again, Mark – what did I say would happen?” “I…I can’t remember.” To say the least, the meal was a slow somber affair. Mummy had given her a small portion, knowing that her tummy would be in knots. Soon the table was cleared, and the pots washed. Once they were all put away, Mummy spoke. “Up you go.”Karen climbed the curved oak stair case slowly, her head down. She reached the landing and sulkily walked to her door. In she went and shut the door behind her, resting against it. She cried, she had let her Mummy down, she had been naughty girl. After all her praise, she was now a naughty girl, about to get a bare bottom spanking

The journey to the end of the day was like some heroic trek in a fantasy novel. Long and arduous. The lunch time collection of the ‘death sentence’ sent a cold shiver to her tummy. The words left the slip and ran amok in her brain. There before her the words threatened her bottom.Bare, no. But I did witness a girl leaning against the wall, in the corridor, getting spanked in her panties, with her skirt around her ankles, as my 3rd grade class filed past. In Ohio. In 1963. One teacher was the perpetrator, The shop assistant was indeed a W.I. member, and knew the women in the village. Mummy knew that it would soon be common knowledge that she was now armed.

It was the school holidays – probably half term, and we had just finished our evening meal. All us kids were on a rota for mealtime chores – one would lay the table, one would clear away the dishes and the other two would wash and dry them. These arrangements alternated daily.

This was the first time I had seen my sister’s vagina, certainly in such an exposed state. I had never before appreciated how much girls show from behind when they are being spanked. In a way, this made me feel ashamed too, as I was very much a late developer. Realising that my little sister had overtaken me in this department made me feel uneasy, and I was determined to keep my deficiency (as I saw it) a secret. Next let's turn to the question of his sexuality. In the UK, an astonishing number of men are into walloping girls' bottoms and generally ‘dominating’ them.

By this time, my erection was straining against the fabric of my trousers and I stumbled from the kitchen to the bathroom, dropped my pants, grabbed a handful of lotion and within seconds had shot a massive load of semen into the toilet. Very helpful for overactive thinkers, like me. I also enjoy admiring my stripes and bruises the next day, if I’ve been spanked very hard (perhaps with a hairbrush or a paddle). Mildred went to Ivy’s, where she met Betty and Mary. Like the fire in the plump bottom of our naughty girl, news of the good irls downfall began to spread. I remember this from childhood as a quaint little story, even quite amusing in places. Corporal punishment was merely a consequence of continually getting it wrong. It didn't strike me as unfair. But can you imagine a writer trying to get that published today?There’s nothing wrong with either one, so long as it’s completely consensual, and we recommend talking it through with your sexual partner if you’re going towards the particularly painful end of the spectrum. To help you out, we’ve even created a useful beginner’s guide. Can we deal with the 'dumping' issue first? He could hardly have told you any more clearly that the relationship is over. Barring some surprising change of mind by him, I'm afraid that is it. Yes. In the 60's, I received spankings in different ways (and so did many other kids - boys and girls). Most spankings were across underpants, with trousers pulled down - usually in private. But, frequently these 'low level' punishments were carried out in front of the class. I had many such spankings and quite a few were for trivial reasons - but were also in front of the class.

On this particular day, it was mine and Katie’s turn to wash and dry. So of course the usual argument began about who would wash and who was drying – nobody wanted to do the latter, as it was seen as the worst job and the most time-consuming. I wanted to go out that evening, so washing up was my best option – however Katie beat me to it and began scrubbing the dishes in the sink. I asked if we could swap but she refused point blank, knowing full well I wanted to be somewhere else, so this was a way yet again of getting one over her brother. Once again, I got the command: “Get them down!” Refusal having got me nowhere, I tied to cry, beg and apologise my way out of the situation, asking for another chance and promising never to hit Katie again. Even after witnessing this event, I still felt no arousal about spanking. However, a few weeks later I had what can only be described as an awakening. Polly was away for the weekend with an old university friend, and Simon and I were at home alone.Time to leave them, until the next time…Mummy is downstairs, putting the slipper away, until next time. She knows this will not be the last time it will be used, it will probably have just been the first of many. I held no grudges against my mother or the headmaster as I deserved what I got and perhaps a little more discipline like that could help to solve some of the problems with kids nowadays. In Karen’s case Mummy simply said, “I have signed it, and returned it already. Let me say this just once Karen. If you are ever punished at school, you will be punished again at home, understood?”