From the Top Shelf - An American Spanking Experience

Some years ago a publisher named Kurt Stevens in New Jersey produced a couple of spanking publications called Corporal and The Disciplinarian. Both contained supposedly genuine letters of domestic and school punishment submitted to the magazine. They originally appeared in the early 1960s and, reading them today, the period 'quaintness' shows through. There is a certain innocence and wholesomeness about the spankings, which always seem to have a just moral dimension and no deliberate sexual overtones.

This letter is a little out of the ordinary, and although the spankings are consensual, and I have edited it slightly to tone it down a little, some of you might be offended.

Buffalo, New York

Dear Sir;

So many of the people who write to you give the impression that corporal punishment is some kind of a cruel, vicious thing. Judging by what they say about it, perhaps, in their case, they are right. Why is it, I wonder, that in such families some administer all the punishments while others do nothing but receive.

I can assure you that things are different in our home. From the time we were married, my husband and I had an agreement that either would be spanked when necessary. We are both in our early forties now and have been married more than twenty years but we have never deviated from this rule.

The only change we have made is that as our children grew up they were included. They have been aware from the beginning that their father and I spank or strap each other for faults. The reason they are aware is that they have witnessed many of these punishments.

From childhood, they were made aware that until the age of sixteen they would be punished for offenses. After that age, they would continue to be punished, but would have adult privileges which would include administering punishment to their parents when deserved.

Our daughter Edna is eighteen and has administered many spankings to both her father and me. Our son, Chris, turned sixteen a few months ago and was quick to show me in the most painful manner that he has learned much about spanking.

I suppose many parents would be horrified at the thought of a sixteen year old boy spanking his mother, but I would defy any critics to show me a happier home or better developed children.

These thoughts are fresh in my mind because of an incident that happened the day before yesterday. I slipped up in the laundry department and Chris had to go to school wearing a dirty shirt. He said nothing about it after bringing it to my attention and went to school without any fuss.

When he returned that afternoon, I greeted him with a pile of freshly ironed shirts. He smiled pleasantly and observed in his quiet voice that since I had recovered so quickly in the clean shirt department, I would get off with just a spanking rather than the strapping I had been scheduled to receive.

I didn't argue because there was no point in it. After I had put the shirts in the drawer, he sat on the edge of his bed and told me he would give me my spanking immediately.

Standing in front of him, I raised my dress and slip to my waist. He [lowered] my panties and motioned me to lie across his lap, which I did.

Chris then proceeded to give me a very sound spanking which caused me to cry many, many tears before he finally stopped. At that, I was lucky. He could have chosen to strap me instead. For such a punishment I would have had to...either bend over a chair or lie face down across the bed while he blistered my bottom...with a wide leather belt.

Strange you say? Not at all in our house. Last week, when my husband lost his temper and used some most ungentlemanly language in front of Edna and me, our daughter ordered the strap. Because of his mood, he started to refuse but I stepped in and reminded him of the rules.

Minutes later he was leaning over the back of a big chair...with his bare behind dancing under the strap in Edna's hand. Before she was finished, he was crying too.

Our home is completely without animosity and while we all lose our tempers from time to time, there are never any grudges or resentment. We receive more respect from our children than any of our friends can ever hope for. They wonder how we have been able to bring up our children so well, but we don't wonder at all - we know!

Perhaps we are not the only ones who have discovered the secret of a happy family life. I would be pleased to hear from others who act as wisely.

Sincerely

Mrs J.

I'm not sure what to make of this. It's certainly not something I would want happening in my own family. Surely fictitious, but then you never know.