The topic of spanking your dolls and teddy-bears has come up several times in the comments recently, and it seems like something a few of us had in common growing up. I wonder, just how similar were our experiences?

When I was a kid, I never imagined myself on anything other than the receiving end of a spanking - my sympathies were always with the punished girl or boy. Yet, getting a doll to spank you is a bit more difficult than turning it over and slapping its bottom yourself.

I played out lengthy scenarios with my toys; they always had a chance to be good and avoid the punishment. I taught my dolls to juggle (moving their arms with mine), and they wouldn’t get smacked when they caught the glass marbles I threw in the air (which, given they had plastic hands with non-opposing thumbs, never happened, but the theory was there). I had my bear in training for the gymnastics team, and only punished him when he wasn’t very good.

Yet, at the same time, I never wished there was a human girl or boy I could put through these exercises instead, and spank them when they failed. Instead I wished somebody would show up out of the blue, and do all these things to me.

What about you? Were your dolls very bad?

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