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This is a true story that may seems harsh by 21st century standards, but spanking was very common in the 1960s.
In the summer of 1966, I was 16 years old. I had been born and raised in New York City but my mother was from Paris, France. My mother was from a small town in Normandy which I had visited several times throughout my childhood, but that summer I was lucky to be able to live in Paris with an aunt and uncle who let me live with them while I took an intensive French language course at a school in Paris. The household consisted of my mother’s younger sister, her husband, and their three children, two girls aged 13 and 10 and an 8-year-old boy. My uncle was a successful finance-type so they were wealthy and lived in a large apartment in Paris 9th arrondissement. It was lovely, and they were a wonderful family.
I had been spanked several times in my childhood; I don’t know any kid who was raised in the 1950s or 1960s who wasn’t, but I was sure those days were over for me. In France, the main instrument used to punish children was the martinet. For those who aren’t familiar with the martinet, it is a small whip with a small handle and 6-12 thin leather throngs:

The martinet was used to punish children because it hurts like hell but doesn’t cause any lasting damage. During my first month in Paris, I saw each of my cousins spanked with the martinet at some point. They screamed bloody murder while being spanked but then seemed fine afterwards.
Over the summer I had fun, too much fun, which led to my bottom experiencing the martinet. I made lots of friends at the language school, and even started dating a friend boyfriend I had met through another cousin who was my age. I stayed out past my curfew several times and was threatened with a spanking but never took it seriously. Then, one day I arrived home after my aunt had received a phone call from the language school that I had been skipping classes and often arrived late in the morning. My grandmother was visiting that day and she told me she didn’t know how things worked in America but while I was in France I needed to behave. I sassed her a bit saying I could do what I want, at which point she told my aunt that I needed a session in ‘la chaise espagnole’.
Later that night, after all the kids were in bed, my aunt and uncle asked me to join them in my uncle’s study. When I walked in he was pulling an armchair to the middle of the room and holding the martinet.
He smiled at me and said, “I love you, Ellie, and I know this will be good for you. My grandmother then told me to take off my dress, kneel on the seat of the chair, lean over the back of it, and grab the back legs of the chair. I could tell they weren’t joking so I did as I was told. I wasn’t all that nervous; how bad could a little child’s whip hurt? I was kneeling on the chair and then my grandmother told me to pull down my panties. Now, having a 16-year-old pull down her panties for a spanking in America would be considered unthinkable (we have information to the contrary; ed) , but the French aren’t as puritanical and hung up about nudity. I was embarrassed but I pulled my panties down and bent over the back of the chair. My uncle then gently put his hands on my waist and positioned me so that my legs were pressed against the back of the chair and my body was stretched down, leaving my bare bottom positioned perfectly to take the martinet. I was half-French but having been raised in America I definitely felt humiliated in this position, completely naked except for my bra. He told me to stay in position and then he started whipping me.
The first few strokes of the martinet didn’t hurt too badly, then they started to really sting. After a couple minutes it started to feel like hot razor blades being struck into my skin and the pain was unreal. I began to yelp out after each stroke, soon the yelps turned into loud wails and soon I was screaming and crying and begging for mercy. Each time I moved or put my hands back my aunt pushed me back down and told me to remain in place or else my uncle would start over. I don’t know how long I was in that position or how many strokes I took, but it felt like an eternity and by the time it was over my bottom felt like it was on fire.
When my uncle finally finished, my uncle helped me up off the chair, kissed the top of my head and gently told me that he hoped I learned a proper lesson and that he would never have to chastise me with the martinet again. I went to bed sleeping on my stomach with a throbbing and sore bottom, but felt fine the next morning.
I was never late for school again and never missed another class that summer.
I know that many reading this will consider the punishment I received to be harsh, but my aunt and uncle were very loving and treated me like I was one of their own daughters that summer, and I have nothing but love for them, and am even grateful that they made me take my French language studies seriously.
The martinet started to fall out of favor with the French in the 1990s as attitudes towards spanking evolved, and in 2015 France made it illegal to hit a child with one.

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When I was about 18 or so, I had a deep desiree to be spanked by a woman. My mother had never given me more than a scolding and was unaware of how I felt. But non the less I aproached her and told her how I felt, and blushingly asked her to give me a bare bottom spanking over her knees. She was surprised to say the least, but listened to me and we talked about my desiree. She told me if I wanted to feel what a spanking felt like, she would give me one. But she would be the one deciding how hard and long she would spank me. I agree and felt my mother taking my hand and leading me to her bedroom. She pulled a chair out, grabbed her wooden hairbrush and sat down. I was embarrassed when my mother unbuttoned me jeans and pulled them and my underpants down to my ankles and told me to bend over knees Red in the face from embarrassment I did as she told me to and was laying across my mothers knees about to get a bare bottom spanking with her hairbrush. And then she gave me a long hard spanking that left me crying real tears and kicking me legs in pain and desperation. My mother was determined to make sure I got what I see ked and used her wooden hairbrush very effeciently. I was so embarrassed when my mother stopped spanking me and told me to stand. She then led me to a corner of her bedroom and told me to stand there with my red bottom on display. I had grotten the first spanking of my life and was hooked for life. Now my wife is the woman that spanks me when I feel Ineed to be punished or behave like a naughty little boy.

I do not understand why guys ask for this , I still get it and trust me it’s no laughing matter

I was 15 and came home drunk. The next day my mom was mad and said if I was younger I wouldn't be able to sit right now. About an hour later she said my butt should be red right now. a little while later she said it again, consider yourself lucky you can sit. I knew I really deserved a spanking and in my way wanted one. So I went and got the hairbrush. She looked at it and said you will be sorry. I said I know, just do it. She said alright, pulled the chair she was sitting on into the center of the kitchen and said get those pants down. I wanted the full experience so I also took my underwear down and before she could say anything put myself over her knee. It didn't take long to regret this but I stayed over her knee even tho I could have gotten up. I definitely got the spanking I deserved and wanted

At age 14, I should've been turned over my mother's knee with my pants pulled down for a good, sound, bare bottom spanking.

That took some courage to ask Mum for that spanking. I think she was right to indulge you on this, and give your bare bottom such a good tanning with her hairbrush. Quite right she should determine how soundly you were spanked. This was a once in a life spanking from her, and only right it should be remembered.

I LOVE watching the Strictmoor Academy spankings on SpankBang videos. They're so good at showing older schoolgirls (college age) having their naughty bottoms bared and soundly spanked over the lap of female adult authority. It's sooooo satisfying hearing "bare bottom spanking" being said so often, along with such wonderful views of the sorry girls' barenaked bumcheeks being smacked and paddled to a stinging rosy red. Those spankings have a wicked way of making me all squirmy in my underpants. They make me think of the over-the-knee, bare bottom spankings I should've been given by my mum.

If she spanked you at 18 in her bedroom, why on earth wouldn't she have sat on her bed instead of a chair??

Possibly the height of the bed might have been too high for his mother to administer the spanking comfortably, with her son across her knee,.

You’re lucky your mom was so understanding and willing to accommodate your needs. She did the right thing in making it a real spanking with all the classic elements: bare bottom, over the knee, and with a hairbrush.

Yes, mum says “it’s not your pants that are in trouble it’s you young man”

Meaning it's your bottom that needs to be bared for the good, sound spanking across her knee which you so richly deserve.

Yea thanks for that muppet it’s bad enough it happens without u laughing

It is strange how many of us guys like the maternal spanking. I now get it from my mother-in-law. She gives me strappings that my mother just would not do. 200, 300 or more. Still wish it was my mother strapping my bare behind. Dumb fetish.

My wife knows that I was spanked as a child growing up. Any misbehavior resulted in a bare bottom spanking across mother's knees. One time my wife mentioned how I had a bad habit of throwing my dirty clothes in the corner and not using the hamper. My mother explained how she always got me to behave by administering a sound spanking. As we left my mother handed my wife a leather strap we had for 'extremely bad behavior". Well about a week or so later, I came home very late without calling my wife. She was extremely upset with me and ordered me into the bedroom. She had me strip naked and lay across the bed. She proceeded to use the strap on me until I was begging for forgiveness. Since that time, whenever I misbehave I can expect a spanking and or strapping.

I think you borrowed this from something you read online...about a wife who spanked her husband after she learned about the spankings he used to get from his mother. Same scenario, except that you changed it to nude strapping.

It is of course possible he borrowed from something he read online ... but there are many of us who are spanked by wives, on the advice of our mothers and with implements the mother has passed onto the wife with best wishes for success.

I'd like to read about you being taken bare-bottomed across your mother's knee and given a good, sound spanking.

They were British, and it was always about his "bare bum" being spanked over-the-knee by his mother...and then by his wife.

I had no clue why I wanted to be paddled and spanked by my mother. I only got the nerve to ask her for the punishment when I was 15. She stripped me in front of my younger sister and paddled me beyond my fantasy. Damn, that hurt! Richard.

My wife knew i was spanked by mother growing up. Mother even gave the teacher permission to bate bottom spank with school strap. My wife now a school strap and spanks until i cant sit down for month. She also enjoys calling my mother over and to bring her big wooden paddle. Where my mother spanks me in front of wife and sometimes other ladies as well. I so deserve it.

Although the hairbrush my mother used was given to my wife to be used on my bottom, her mother gave her a strap. The hairbrush has been applied by my wife to my bare bottom many times and it hurts beyond description but the strap when used, which is rare, leaves welts that reminds me for days that I was spanked. My wife gives all the discipline and although I always fear friends will find out I am spanked, I am grateful for them. We have a very loving and happy marriage. Both mothers know, of course, that I am spanked.

It may be that you were feeling as if you had to have such control over your life at 18 that you were feeling pressured. The spanking brought you back to a time when you didn't have to feel that. In a sense, it freed you from that. I was curious about those types of spankings when I was younger. My cousins got them from my aunt (I posted in another post) and when I was staying with them, I got one then. I undoubtedly deserved it but I was surprised that she spanked me the same way she spanked her own son and daughter....standing up with your hands either on the dresser or on the bed. I thought she'd make an exception for me....nope! Nevertheless, it somehow created a bond between us. She was definitely in control, but other times that I stayed there and got spanked, there was a trust between us then. When she would close the bedroom door, I would lower my pants and underwear and get into position without being told or asked to. Once she did on over-the-lap spanking that I found particularly embarrassing because I felt so vulnerable.

It's nice that you have such an understanding mother, and awesome that your wife is willing to indulge your needs. Treasure them, as women who will accommodate you are rather scarce.

So hard for a guy to ask his mother for a spanking. One day I was on the back porch playing with my tablet and she came out and she sat down next to me and started to brush her hair with her hairbrush. I could not hold it back anymore. "Please spank me, Mother" We talked awhile and finally I found myself naked over her lap. My fantasy never imagined it could hurt so, so much! Kevin

Pleeeeease can sum one anser me kkkkkkkkkkkkk and my mommy spanks me

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