So, I had 3 months left at the general store, and further punishments were given. As the time for me to leave came closer, the owners offered me a contract for 3 years till I was 21. But there was a clause that I had to take punishments. They offered me a good package, and I agreed to it and took my punishment as well. One day I really screwed up and had a severe punishment in front of customers. I messed up their order. I was taken to the office and made to strip to be given 12 strokes of the belt. The man and

I was doing a youth training scheme at the time in a small general store with this couple in their late 50s who owned it. They were really strict with me as they told my scheme manager they would be. I was not 18 yet, so I was still classed as a youth and I’d still be punished as if was at school or home. With this in mind, I behaved and did as I was told for a few months, but then I started making mistakes. Then I got my first punishment from them after they give me 3 chances

I was 14 at the time my Aunt had bought a new house. She had invited her 2 friends around for a couple of drinks and to see the house. I was allowed to play out till 7.30 pm, then I had to be in to get bathed and ready for bed before her friends came. I was having a great time with my mates. I forgot the time. It was 8.15 when I got in. My Aunt wasn’t happy, her fiends were there too. I was told to go and get a bath and go to the dining room

I was 16 at the time. It was in winter and there was plenty of snow on the ground.  I had been out with the lads and, lads being lads, we all liked a bit of carry on so we starting chucking snowballs at people’s doors, especially this lady who used to chase us around the estate. Anyway, this night I got caught by her, and she knew my aunt (I didn’t know that at the time) so she took me home and told my aunt what I had done. My aunt invited Ms H in. The story unfolded on how long

I was 10 years old when I went to stay with my mam’s Aunty, who worked part time in one of her partner’s shops he owned. Mam and dad worked full time and were going to send me to boarding school till Aunty Joan said she’d look after me. She lived on her own but Joe would stay at weekends when I was home with mam and dad. My parents never spanked me; just grounded me, which was enough. Anyway, after two weeks at my auntie’s I started being cheeky to her. That’s when I was told I had two options; be