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Date Posted: 14:29:34 03/06/16 Sun In reply to: Cuthbert 's message, "Is there anyone out there" on 00:04:52 02/14/16 Sun Hello I was reading this thread and thought maybe I should write in and share a little of my experiences. My mom was not much of a spanker herself. My aunt, my dad, a friend of my moms and babysitters all spanked me growing up and all believed in bare bottom spankings. I did get a few from teachers and for the most parts consisted of 5-15 paddle swats on the seat of the pants. I do not remember a babysitter who did not spank and usually because my mother would say that, I had been acting up and probably needed one. Which I find funny since she did not like to spank me herself. My aunt preferred the hairbrush or a small paddle my dad the belt and everyone else could use what they wanted. The nastiest object were a switch used by a couple babysitters and the metal kitchen spatula by the friend of my mom. I will share my one experience from my dad. I was about 13 years old. Dad had been telling me to straighten up, as I was being stubborn and willful. It was summer and the doors and windows were open. We lived in town so as soon as someone stepped off the sidewalk they were pretty much at our front door. Dad pulled out the dining room chair, which was about 5 feet from the front door. He told me I was getting spanked and then would be in the corner for a while. Just as he said that a knock came on the screen door and our paper girl along with a friend of hers was standing there looking in at me standing beside of dad about 5 feet from them. Dad looked up and said “wait a minute I have something to do, or come back.” She said she would wait. I realized dad was going to spank me while she and her friend watched. The girls were both about 16 and I loved looking at them walking up and down the street. I started begging and dad erupted. He grabbed me and jerked my pants and underpants down to my ankles. I knew not to cover up or it would get worse. I stood there for a few seconds I knew he wanted to embarrass me. The girls were snickering looking at my penis shining out at them. Dad flipped me over his knee and started pounding my butt. He was only using his hand but he was strong and his hands very hard from loading freight and driving a truck. I do not know how long it last but I know several minutes and dad stood me up. He pulled my shirt off so I was naked. He swatted my butt and told me to go open the door and let the paper girl in. I did and dad then made me apologize to them both for making them wait because I had to get spanked. He asked her what she wanted. She told him she was there to collect. He got up and went into the other room to get the money. When he did both girls came over and leaned down looking at my butt and penis. I knew if I moved or covered up or said anything dad would beat my butt again. He gave the girl her money and looked at me rather crossly and said “what are you waiting for get in the corner.” He finished with the girls, I stood in the corner for the next hour naked, and praying no one else would come to the door. I was so embarrassed seeing her after that as she would always make snide comments about me getting spanked. About 6 months later I got my revenge. She was slacking off and wouldn’t walk to our porch to put the paper on it. On several days, we did not get one. Her dad would send her down with one and you could tell he was irritated. I saw my chance one day she threw the paper and missed the porch again. I went ahead and moved the paper completely out of sight and waited. My mom called about the paper and you could hear her dad yell at her. He said she would be down in a half an hour and it would not happen again. I saw her coming down the street rather gingerly wearing t-shirt and short shorts (which I liked her butt and looking at it). She came on the porch and handed me the paper you could tell she was crying. I asked her if she got in trouble. She said yes but wouldn’t elaborate. As she walked away, I could see marks from the belt on her upper thighs and on her butt cheeks where they hung out from the shorts. She never teased me about being spanked again in the 2 years we lived there after that. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |