My houseboy Nate

I drive to my home in the rich suburbs every evening after work. It’s a large house, with a pool and an acre of so of land. It’s just like every other house in the street. There must be hundreds of thousands of houses like mine across the country. Neat lawns, televisions flickering in the … Continue reading My houseboy Nate

The political intern

There are many ways to get ahead in politics, but I bet you didn’t realise one of them was to take a few bare-bottom spankings. It happened to me one summer in the 1980s when I was an Intern for, well actually I don’t want to tell you his real name. If I did, you’d … Continue reading The political intern

Brad, the spanking-movie star

Brad Maguire was to become the star of spanking movies; but first he had to go over his boss’s knee. It started the day I first met Billy at the burger bar. I had a part time job there: mostly I worked Saturdays because I was still in my final year at school. Billy was … Continue reading Brad, the spanking-movie star

The Junior Salesman

The Junior Salesman and other workplace whackings THE TWENTY-YEAR-old junior salesman slowly unclasped his belt and unbuttoned his trousers. He pushed them over his hips and let go. From there they slithered slowly down his legs. A breeze from the nearby open window brushed against his naked legs as he awaited the next command. Tyler … Continue reading The Junior Salesman

All in the Family. Tales of Domestic discipline

“What that boy needs is a damn good spanking.” It was a policeman speaking about my drunken nephew. He was right, of course. But the police can’t use corporal punishment. So it is up to the family to instil discipline. These tales demonstrate that up and down the land fathers, uncles, granddad’s – and even … Continue reading All in the Family. Tales of Domestic discipline

Maxed-out

“Sorry, Mate,” the spotty-faced cashier handed back the Barclaycard, “It’s been declined.” Mr Sullivan barked back, “It can’t be, try again.” He was hot, tired and irritable. It felt like he had been standing in line for hours. “I’ve already tried twice,” the boy at the register snapped back. “Do you have another card?” “Eh, … Continue reading Maxed-out

Foreign Language Student

“Go to the garage, there you will find some canes, select one and fetch it back here.” I must have looked dumbfounded, or at least confused, because he repeated the instruction; but more slowly this time. “Go. Fetch. A. Cane.” Then he added, “I’m going to give you an old-fashioned English six-of-the-best.” My name’s Alain … Continue reading Foreign Language Student

The First Day of Term

Andrew picked up his short trousers from the shelf in the changing room. They were properly short shorts, the kind that just about covered his underpants with at best only two inches of leg. They were grey flannel and immaculately laundered and pressed so that he could have cut his finger on the crease down … Continue reading The First Day of Term

BOOK. The Junior Salesman

The Junior Salesman and other workplace whackings THE TWENTY-YEAR-old junior salesman slowly unclasped his belt and unbuttoned his trousers. He pushed them over his hips and let go. From there they slithered slowly down his legs. A breeze from the nearby open window brushed against his naked legs as he awaited the next command. Tyler … Continue reading BOOK. The Junior Salesman

Book: All in The Family

All in the family. Tales of domestic discipline “What that boy needs is a damn good spanking.” It was a policeman speaking about my drunken nephew. He was right, of course. But the police can’t use corporal punishment. So it is up to the family to instil discipline. These tales demonstrate that up and down … Continue reading Book: All in The Family