Archive for ‘Other Punishments’

March 18th, 2019

A girl punished for smoking

Like most girls growing up in the 1970s, I thought that smoking was cool. When I was about thirteen I was persuaded to try it by one of my friends and, although I didn’t really like it, I thought I should persevere so that I would look cool and boys would fancy me. My mum was a smoker and I worked out that it was possible to steal fags from her packet as long as it wasn’t too full or too empty. If there were only a few left, or if there were only a few missing, the difference was noticeable, but between about eight to fourteen, a person would not realise if one disappeared.

So, for a while, over the course of a few weeks, I was able to help myself to cigarettes without having to buy them. I started off just taking one at a time, but soon thought I was safe taking two. I was always careful, of course, to never risk being caught in the act of taking them, so I thought I would get away with it indefinitely.

However, my mum must have noticed that she was getting through packs of cigarettes faster than usual without actually smoking any more and so one morning, as I was about to leave the house to go to school, she stopped me, cigarette packet in hand, and said. “There were fourteen fags in here, now there are only twelve. Have you taken the others?”
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March 11th, 2019

Girl spanked by boyfriend

When I was about 16 I dated a rather nice boy who I’ll call Max. I really liked him but unfortunately I found out he started smoking along with some friends of his. Apparently they thought it was cool. One day we were having a walk. The weather was hot and I was in my short shorts which he found very fetching. We stopped to rest for a few minutes and he tried to light a cigarette. I told him not to do that because smoking is bad for you and blew the match out. He lit another one but I blew that out too.

Finally he said, “Jenny, if you do that again I’ll put you across my knee and spank you.”

Of course, as a hot blooded and defiant teenager I saw this as a challenge. I didn’t know whether it would be right then and there, but spanking or no spanking I was going to blow the match out.

He duly lit another one and I duly blew it out, at which point he grabbed me, put me over his knee and gave me 12 very firm smacks on the back of my shorts. I squealed and wriggled over his knee as he slowly spanked away, but he made sure that each smack had its full effect. I was also just hoping no one was coming down the path to observe the youthful high spirits.
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March 1st, 2019

Bridesmaids Spanked

When I was about 15 we had a family wedding for my mum’s younger sister, so my cousins and aunt and uncle came over from America for it. My cousin Katie and I were two of the bridesmaids. We were not just cousins but good friends too. We didn’t see much of each other but wrote regularly in those days.

Katie being over was too good a chance to miss, so I begged mum to let us go out. The rehearsal for the wedding was to be held later one afternoon and so Katie and I went into town early to meet some friends of mine, but with a warning to be on time for the rehearsal.

The site of two pretty girls in miniskirts, one of whom had the novelty of being an American, obviously appealed to some of the boys who bought us milk shakes and generally made a fuss of us. Unfortunately we were enjoying being admired so much that we forgot about the time and suddenly realised we were an hour late for the wedding rehearsal!

We hotfooted it to the church. My aunt who was getting married was obviously cross and frustrated but tried to make excuses for us as she didn’t want a fuss. However, we realised from the look on our mums’ faces that the prospects for the short-term welfare of our bottoms was certainly bleak.
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February 26th, 2019

A family spanking

I was fortunate, growing up, to have a large contingent of extended family living in the same neighborhood. My mom’s sister lived just a couple of blocks from us in a house on a large lot on a cul de sac that backed up to woods. They also had an in-ground pool, something that made their place a fun place to hang, especially during summers. There were six kids living there at the time this story took place; my aunt and uncle’s five kids and a niece of my uncle, whom they had taken in at a young age (long story) and had since adopted.

I was especially close with this girl, whose name was Judith, or Judi for short. We were just a few months apart in age (she was a bit older) and we hung together both in school and during the summer, mainly at her house.

Like my mom, my aunt was a first-response spanker. Though she tended to let more things slide than my mom did (probably because of the sheer number of kids there), spankings were not rare and, unlike my house, were always done in the open in front of whatever family happened to be there. With the exception of the youngest boy, I’d seen each of my cousins, three boys and two girls, on the receiving end at least once, bent over getting the paddle applied to their bare bottoms. My aunt also believed in ‘while you are a guest here, I expect you to follow the rules’ and I had found myself in that bent over position  a handful of times when I stayed there over the years.
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February 13th, 2019

A boy spanked by his mother

Spankings at my house were not rare and all of us, my younger sister and two younger brothers, were all spanked into our teens. This story is about one of the last spankings my youngest brother got and the last spanking I saw at my house.

My boyfriend and I got married soon after I graduated from high school. I was not quite 18 and needed my folks’ permission, which they gave reluctantly, mainly out of fear that I would simply run away if they didn’t (probably true). I had my first daughter at 19 and my second daughter at not quite 21. My husband and I were living in an apartment over my inlaws’ garage. He worked full time in their family lumber business, where I also worked part time while I took classes at a local college. To say it was a crazy time would be an understatement and we never would have been able to do it without much help from family.

This incident took place when my younger girl was not quite a year old. I had my older girl in pre-school three days a week and my younger girl stayed either with my mother-in-law or my mom while I went to my classes.
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February 12th, 2019

A girl shoplifts and her mom isn’t pleased

The summer between 8th and 9th grade I convinced my mother I was too old to go to camp anymore. My mother had taken on a part-time job and was working several days a week. My dad, who was a tradesman, was working a large out-of-town construction project that kept him away from home for several weeks.

My mother was not comfortable with me being by myself at home, but she allowed me to stay with my grandparents (dad’s folks) during the days she worked, while my sister and brothers went to various camps.

While staying with my grandparents, I started hanging out with these three girls who lived in their neighborhood. These girls were my age, but definitely more advanced than I was and I guess I was trying to impress them.

Toward the end of August, with about two weeks left before school started, we went to the drug store down the street. Before we went it, one of the girls ‘dared’ all of us to each steal something from the store. We split up and, eager to impress, I wound up in the makeup aisle where coyly, I thought, I slipped several lip glosses into my purse. I didn’t realize two clerks and a security person were just waiting up front for us. One of the girls managed to dodge the posse, but three of us were caught red-handed and escorted back to the office, where, mercifully, police were not called but parents were.
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February 11th, 2019

A home spanking

My parents came of age in the 1960s and both could accurately be described as ‘Kennedy Democrats’. My mom was a classroom teacher for several years and my dad was in a trade union. While they gravitated toward liberal points of view on many things, parental discipline was not one of them. There, they were decidedly old fashioned. Dr Spock had no standing in our house. Spanking was a first response remedy for disobedience, disrespect and lying.

As I mentioned in an earlier post, I am the oldest of four, with a sister two years younger and brothers five and eight years younger. All of us were spanked into our mid-teens. This story is of my last spanking at home at 16 1/2.

At this point, I had a boyfriend. I was not allowed to actually start dating until I turned 15, but I had been clandestinely seeing this boy since the summer between 8th and 9th grade. He was a year ahead of me in school but we had mutual friends. In summer, someone’s house was usually empty during the day, so kids would congregate there and often boys and girls would pair up for make-out sessions. That’s where I met my boyfriend, now my husband!
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February 11th, 2019

Memories of the slipper

My first taste of the slipper was in December 1973 and, just like my sister’s first slippering, was on school report day. It wasn’t as severe as Rebecca’s though as my report was not nearly as bad as that one.

I did like to fool around in class when I was at school but I knew which teachers I could do that with without risking a spanking, or a trip to see the Headmistress. The downside of that was that the teachers who didn’t spank you would be more likely to describe your misbehaviour in your school report.

My last report at the end of the 1st year contained a lot of comments from these teachers suggesting that I should be taking my education more seriously, but I had not got into any serious trouble and my mother’s reaction was that I had better buck my ideas up because if my next report didn’t show an improvement in my overall behaviour, I would find myself over her knee like my big sister had become accustomed to.

Of course, I didn’t think about it much when I started my 2nd year and continued to behave myself in the classes where I might get spanked, and fool around in the classes where I thought I was safe. December was, after all, quite a way ahead. As it grew nearer though, I started to worry a little about what my report would say and what my mother had promised.
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February 6th, 2019

A domestic caning

Our school uniform was a grey pleated skirt, white shirt, white socks, blue and red striped tie, grey blazer and a stupid straw hat with a red ribbon round it. It was not a posh school but it had pretensions. We all hated those hats. It did not mean a spanking to turn up without it occasionally but you had better not make a habit of it! Rebecca and I had to wear it every day because we lived quite near the school so if we turned up incorrectly attired we would be sent home to change.

In the summer term, after Easter until the summer holidays we were allowed to wear a blue and white checked cotton dress instead of the full uniform, if we chose. However, the hat was not optional and we had to wear it all year round. The hats became the subject of a doomed protest in 1973 when going on strike was all the rage. Some 3rd year girls attempted to bring all the girls out on strike until the hats were abolished. A lot of girls, me and Beccy included, stayed out on the netball court when the bell for the end of lunch went, all willing to join the strike and see the end of the silly hats.
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February 6th, 2019

Girl spanked on the beach

This memory comes from the same holiday as the previous one and describes the hardest and longest spanking I ever received.

We arrived at the chalet before noon and spent a while unpacking and sorting out where everything was to go in the chalet. Rebecca and I had been quiet and well behaved on the remainder of the journey with our bottoms tender and throbbing. When the accommodation was all sorted we had lunch and then got changed for the beach.

It was a glorious summer’s day, really hot and I wore a bikini to go down to the sea. The briefs were quite small and did not quite cover the evidence that I had been recently spanked, so I was keen to get straight in to the water where no one would see the marks on my bottom. Barney, our dog, came with me. It was his first ever visit to the seaside and he was wildly excited, chasing seagulls off the sand and into the sea, digging holes and having a thoroughly good time. The sea water was very soothing on my bum and in a short while it was as if my spanking was a distant memory. I began to really enjoy the holiday and forget all about the humiliation of my public punishment. I had a really nice day and knew I was going to really enjoy it here.
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