The Bexhill School series of books follows the fortunes (and misfortunes) of two young ladies as they progress through their time at an imaginary girls' school in the late 1950s, when corporal punishment was still a mainstay of discipline. They, their classmates, and even some of the staff are regularly on the receiving end of spankings from implements ranging from the hand to the Dragon cane and even the birch. We have never had a discussion about this, but this pattern continued after our other two boys arrived and began going over Mummy or Daddy’s knee for discipline. Harry, our second boy, was conceived during a passionate post-spanking lovemaking session, so he owes his life to Simon’s naughtiness! I can’t be sure about James, our youngest, but no doubt his naughty big brothers contributed to his own conception.

Simon Gets His Bottom Smacked - MMSA Stories

Again, I did as I was instructed. “Remember, young man, your brought this on yourself. You chose the hard way – let’s hope you learn.” Once again, I felt the sole of the slipper against my bare bum. One day my friend and I decided that a trip to the local shops one afternoon would be more fun than attending school. I was six or seven at the time. It was a beautiful summer and it was arranged that I should go with Hannah and her parents to a summer house they had rented for a couple of weeks. I was more than happy with this plan – I loved Hannah and her parents. Hannah was like a sister to me and her folks were like second parents.The girls reappeared in their night clothes about 10 minutes later. Mum handed each of them a jam sandwich, which they ate quietly as I just stood there waiting, shifting slightly from foot to foot. At first I was half lying on the bed but Mum shuffled a bit and moved me forward. My head dropped down and suddenly I was gazing at the bedroom carpet, my pyjama-clad bottom now my highest point. Now remember, you girls,” he said when both of us had had our tushes thoroughly warmed, “we only spank you because we love you, and to help you learn right from wrong. Now, stay here until dinner time, and have a good think about what you did.” At that, Katie ran out into the garden to tell Mother and to show her the mark on her arm. Mother came in and asked me why had I hit my sister. I thought I could worm my way out of this tight corner – and even if not, the consequences would not be that bad either way as I was nearly 15.

Seeing and getting, part I – Maman: spanking memories

I froze – although Mum and Dad were strict, I had never been slippered on the bare bottom before, and I was now 11 years old and very embarrassed even for my own father to see my private areas. But any thought of disobeying was swept aside as Dad firmly told me: “Now – unless you want to make this worse for yourself.” 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.Without doubt there would be a degree of jealousy from some with troublesome daughters too, and even though she would never admit it, that gave her satisfaction too!