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Gary Steven
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Date Posted: 20:21:54 11/25/24 Mon
Sure Jason. The two I got at fourteen and fifteen were from my mother.
Mom had to take a job for a few years when I was in my teens and was managing a food mart. I was pretty much tasked to take care of my sister who was five years younger than me. She and I were expected to do some chores to help out since mom and dad both worked. It wasn't like slave labor or anything like that just straightening up the living room, kitchen and bathroom, sweeping the floors in all three rooms and then doing whatever dishes we dirtied up. My sister decided instead of the chores, she would go play with her friends and leave me to do all the work. She got away with a few times, but finally I got tired of doing all the work while she got to go out and play. So one day she took off to play and I decided, what the hell, if she isn't going to do it, neither am I. That was a bad decision on my part. Mom got home from work and saw me watching tv and none of the chores had been done. She wasn't happy. she asked me where Karen was and I told her I didn't know. She got ticked off and chewed me out over the chores. Then told me to get off my ass and find her, NOW. I had an idea of what was going to happen so I got up and ran out the door. I checked a couple of the neighbors' houses and found her and told her that mom was home and we are in trouble. When we walked in, mom had the belt in her hand. She chewed both of us out good then made my sister drop her shorts and panties and lean over the table. Mom blistered her butt good and she as crying loud as she could. Then it was my turn, I pulled my pants down and bent over and she wore me out just like she did Karen. Then after, she told us this is what we could expect every day we didn't do our chores. It didn't happen again.
At fifteen, We had a pretty large yard and mowing it was my responsibility. Now mom had planted a bunch of trees and flowers all around the yard. Gardening was her main hobby. So I always had to be careful about the flowerbeds or any saplings she planted. She decided to plant a Willow in the middle of the back yard. I don't know what possessed me, but I started thinking about seeing my best friend getting spanked with a willow switch on a couple of occasions. So I ran over that willow, three times, with the riding mower. Then I drove it into the shed and went inside. Mom was standing in the kitchen at the sink when I went in and I told her the yard's done. She just said, UM HMM. Then I said, oh I'm sorry but I accidently ran over the weeping willow when I was using the riding mower. I'm sorry but it was an accident. She said, "Which time was the accident, the first, the second or the third?" What could I say? She saw me do it from the window. She told me, to stay right there and she'd be right back. When she came back she had the belt doubled up in her hand. Then made me pull drop my pants and underwear and lean over the sink and she tore my butt up. Then I got sent to my room and told not to come out until I was called. So I spent the next few hours mostly pacing around wondering what was going to happen next. The I heard my dad call me into the kitchen and he was mad. He chewed me up one wall and down another and told me if I ever did anything like that again, he'd beat my ass.
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