A spur of the moment act meant retribution at home. (Originally written c. 1998 for the Yahoo group “I Was Spanked Growing Up”) by Megan Lowry North Carolina’s mid-summer heat and humidity were more oppressive than usual that Friday as I drove to the Dixie Mart to fetch a few groceries my mom needed for supper. Stopping at the pumps, I ran seven bucks worth of gas into my Monte Carlo and then ran inside where the air conditioning and chilly tile floor proved a welcome relief from the muggy air and sunbaked asphalt outside. After going to the dairy

This account offers more detail from the ‘Actual Experience’ letter and some conjecture about a girl’s caning. I went to a LondonPublic School in the sixties where corporal punishment was widely practiced by a number of the masters. The PE master was a regular user of his size 10 plimsoll and a whacking from him was a painful affair. In addition to the Headmaster, two other masters used the cane as their only form of punishment, but they varied in method. There was nothing to suggest that the Headmaster or history master got any gratification from delivering beatings. The music

The Headboy came into my English class and announced that I was to report to the Headmaster at the end of lessons. During lunchtime there was a list on one of the noticeboards with my name and the names of four other boys who also had to visit Headmaster, Mr Westley. It had been just under a year since I had made my visit to my form master Mr McWilliams who had caned me for talking during assembly and then slippered me for fidgeting while kneeling on a chair in the corner of his study. I had been slippered a

In the late 1960s I began my secondary schooling as a first form boy at an all-boys school, thanks to my Aunt June whose husband had attended the school. My father was sick and I was sent to live with my Aunt and Uncle for my secondary schooling. Unlike my primary schooling, the school had a formal discipline code and parents and guardians were informed that school corporal punishment in the form of the cane, administered by the Headmaster and form masters, was administered for breaches of school rules. General classroom misbehaviour would also result in corporal punishment with a

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

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

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

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.

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