February 21, 2013

Welcome…

Regular visitors will know this is a sister website to www.overthedesk.com

As the name suggests, this website aims to offer recollections and memories of spanking and discipline related incidents, whereas the overthedesk site deals mainly with fiction stories that are realistice and may be based on true-life experiences.

We’re always keen to hear from our readers with comments, views and especially any recollections you have of spanking and corporal punishment incidents you’ve witnessed or experienced.

Contact: chasyoung3@yahoo.com

 

March 19, 2014

New webiste for spanking videos

www.caningschoolgirls.com

 A new website that allows you to view some photos and get an idea of the storyline before you buy.

February 28, 2014

German CP Experience

I went to school from 1936 to ’42 in the City of Cottbus (Germany), the school was Bismarck elementary school. My first encounter with the cane (we called it rohrstock) was in my second year at the age of eight. The teacher discovered ink and fat spots in my essay book and it was not clean. He called me to his desk, unbuttoned my trousers and pulled them down, laid me over his lap and spanked my rear ten or twelve times, and then reached for the cane and gave me four with that.

But that was just the beginning. I forget how many more times I got the cane, but it was probably in the twenties. It was never ‘touch your toes’, always elbows on your knee and stick your bottom out. Most of the time it was two or three strokes.

The worst caning I received was from the Principal and I will never forget it.

Around the age of twelve, I was accused of stealing a bike and two days later my teacher told me Principal Hansen wanted to see me. That was always bad news but I was confident I would get away with a reprimand after I explained to him that I had no intention of stealing the bike and that I just took it for a ride.
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February 28, 2014

A Dare Gone Wrong

I only got the cane a couple of times, I think purely because of my first experience of it. It was at a private school in Surrey, I was 10 years old and it was a swimming session.  A friend had dared me to come out of the changing rooms and claim to have ‘forgotten’ to put my swimming trunks on. So I came out naked, to which the other boys laughed, but the member of staff on duty, Mr Stokes, gave me a detention and warned me if I did not get my trunks on ‘RIGHT NOW’ he’d send me to the headmaster, Mr Langford, which normally meant corporal punishment.

I did not do this; instead I mooned Mr Stokes. He gave me a punishment slip, told me to get dressed and sent me to Mr Langford. I walked off, knowing that I would get caned.

Only Mr Langford and the deputy, Mr Reynolds, were allowed to administer corporal punishment, almost always going by a teacher’s recommendation (on the punishment slip) although they could overrule.

When I got to Mr Langford’s study I was told to kneel on his armchair and arch my back forwards slightly. My punishment slip had recommended six strokes in total, for causing disruption, not doing as I was told, and blatant disrespect and rudeness. Mr Langford started the caning; two strokes in quick succession came down on my backside and there was a pause, the worst was yet to come!
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February 12, 2014

Actual CP experience (Revised Version)

I attended an independent boys school in South London during the 1960s and early 1970s. Corporal Punishment was very much part of daily life and in the prep school a few masters used the slipper; I received my fair share of punishment.

These whackings were given in front of the class with the recipient bending over the form desk.

In the senior school, the Headmaster and two other masters (music and history) punished boys with the cane, usually between three and six strokes for sometimes quite trivial wrong doings. In the senior school I received the cane three times, once from the Headmaster and twice from the music master, and endured a memorable beating with a plimsoll from the PE master.

The history master was fond of using the cane, and usually any boy that had earned such punishment was told to remain behind at the end of the lesson before being instructed to bend over a desk in the front row for usually six strokes.

Every so often he would demonstrate to the whole class a boy being caned, often toward the start of the school year in September, and on these occasions the chosen boy would be made to bend over the teacher’s desk facing away from the rest of us with his trousers tightened across his bottom. We would all be watching in awe as he then administered six hard strokes of the cane to the hapless boy who not only had to endure a caning but also the shame of receiving it in front of the entire class. Fortunately I managed to avoid this particular master, unlike many of my classmates.
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November 23, 2013

A girl’s memories of discipline at home and school

The cane had been banned by the time I got to High School but a certain PE Mistress, Miss H, who was very “jolly hockeysticks” was always telling us how she would soon have us all more obedient and respectful. She was very hearty and loud and when we got older the girls used to joke about her possible sexuality.

I remember being caught by her, along with another two girls, in the gymnasium stock room at lunchtime. We had found a hidey hole away from the rest of the school, or so we thought, until she appeared before us.

She DID give us a scare. We were only 1st years, in year 7 they call it now, 11 or 12 years of age, and she was built like a discus thrower, towering above us and lecturing us about the dangers of being out of bounds and the consequences for HER is we had been injured, playing on the boxes and horses. We had only been jumping off them onto the high jump mattresses, but we must have been too noisy and not realised that the stock room backed onto her office.

Anyway, after promising profusely that we would never sneak in there again (the door was supposed to be locked so it was HER mistake) she had bit of information for us. She told us how lucky we were that this had happened now and not a few years ago when corporal punishment was still allowed.
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November 6, 2013

Girl punished with riding crop

When I was a child I was a very keen rider. I lived with my parents in Surrey at a village called Fernhurst. We lived in a house called Cylinders and it has a few acres of ground and two stables.

I was spoilt in some ways in that I was always bought good ponies and I won a lot of prizes at local shows. On the other hand my parents were very strict and if I was even slightly naughty I got a severe spanking.

Initially this was only with their hands over my skirt or jeans but then they started to use a gym shoe which hurt a lot more. As I became a teenager they decided that, as I was so keen on riding and owned about 6 different riding whips varying from short crops to long dressage whips, which I have to admit I was never too slow to use if my pony misbehaved, my whips would be used on me if they had to punish me.

This really frightened me as I knew that although I never used them very hard, each one of them could hurt my poor bum very badly. I tried to behave well and avoided a beating for some time but eventually the day came when I knew I was in real trouble.
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October 3, 2013

BJ’s Recollections of a slippering at home

The slipper at home:

I grew up in the north of England in the 60s, early 70s. Unlike today, when corporal punishment is often regarded as inappropriate punishment for children, in my youth it was very much the norm at school, and often at home.

In my case at primary school, the slipper was in use. At secondary school, it was the slipper again, and for serious offences, a trip to the Deputy Head to bend over for the cane. I escaped the slipper at primary school, but got it three or four times at secondary. I also got the cane once, which is another memory to recount some time.

After the last slippering at school (it was at the middle of my fourth year) my mother found out.  I got no sympathy, and in fact it spurred a major domestic debate about what to do about my behaviour which was getting fairly bad both at home and at school.  My parents had never punished me physically at home, but the newly acquired knowledge of my school experiences, which they seemed largely unaware of, together with some conversations between my mother and some of her local friends, suggested that it might well be time.  To cut a long story short, my parents decided to introduce the slipper at home to match the punishment used at school. They bought a pair of white plimsolls, size 10, for the specific purpose.  They were hefty, with quite a thick rubber sole. The right hand one, minus laces, lived on a shelf in my wardrobe as a constant warning.
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September 24, 2013

Amanda – writing a new US blog

This would be a good blog to look at for those who like the American style of discipline. See what you think.

http://spankingwriter.wordpress.com/

September 8, 2013

A School Strapping

A typical school strapping recalled

I was bored and distracted. Miss Walker was droning on about fractions, not my best subject, and my girlfriend was sitting opposite me wearing a really short skirt. Just to tease me, she stroked the top of her thigh, smiled at me, and then blew me a kiss.

“Garry Smith!” Miss Walker exclaimed. “Are you paying attention?”

“Yes miss,” I muttered. What else could I answer?

“Bring your book out here now, lad.” she said. She was seated at her desk.

I knew I’d done very little work but there was no alternative. I stood up and went to her desk. She was wearing a short pink skirt, white blouse, black sheer tights and sling back shoes. My heart was pounding.

Miss Walker looked at my book.

“What have you been doing, lad?” She shouted. “Am I just here wasting my time?”

I shrugged my shoulders.

“So, you are not bothered, are you? In the corner lad, face against the wall! We will see how bothered you are at the end of the period.”

I walked over to the corner, my face burning with humiliation, and stood with my nose touching the wall. A few of my friends sniggered. Miss Walker looked up.

“Anybody wanting to join our friend are welcome, but I assure you they won’t be laughing at the end of the period!”
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August 20, 2013

New spanking forum

Everything Spanking Forum

A brand new forum for the spanking enthusiast. By joining now you could help to establish the sort of forum you want.

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