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>Hey Grumpy, A usual spanking for my kiddos is >generally over my knee in the living room, bare bottom >by hand. Their Daddy spanks them the same way. My >oldest turned thirteen this summer. When it was County >Fair time in late July, he and several of his friends >decided to sneak off an go to the fair. They didn't >tell any of us they were going and decided to ride >their bikes to the fairgrounds which are about five >miles south of town. They ended up staying all day >until closing time which was ten pm that night. >Needless to say I was getting frantic. I called all of >his friends' parents and they had no idea where the >boys were the other parents called me too. It got dark >and my hubby and I were both worried sick. He started >going out driving around looking for him and I was >getting ready to call the police. About a quarter >after eleven he walks in. The first thing I did was >grab him and hug him tight. Then I started chewing him >out asking where he had been all day and night. When >he told me, I lost it. I chewed him out worse than I >had ever done before telling him the whole >neighborhood has been looking for him and his friends >and his daddy has been out driving around looking for >him all evening. I told him he was in serious trouble >and wanted to blister his butt right then, but I was >seriously mad at that time and was worried I'd go >overboard. So I told him to take his shower and get >ready for bed and we would have a talk when he got out >of the shower. I called Mark and let him know that our >son was home and what he had done. I managed to calm >down a little but not much. As soon as I heard him >getting out of the bathroom I went to the bathroom and >grabbed my hairbrush then went straight to his room. I >didn't even knock, I just barged right in seeing him >just wearing a towel and I started scolding him again. >Then I sat on his bed, snatched the towel off of him, >put him over my lap and started spanking his naked >butt with that hairbrush, I gave him the longest and >hardest spanking of his young life. The boy cried and >kicked like a baby while I was wearing him out and >fussing at him the whole time. While I was still >spanking him, his daddy walked in the room. He came >over and grabbed my hand and said, "Sonya it's ok." I >dropped the hairbrush and started bawling. I was still >that upset. Mark hugged me for a few moments then he >turned to our son. He was crying and was profusely >apologizing to us for scaring us so bad. Mark grabbed >him, turned him around and gave him several more hard >smacks on his already red butt then told him. "Boy, if >you ever pull a stunt like this again, I swear I'll >take a belt to you." I had a hard time getting to >sleep that night. The next morning, I was fixing >breakfast and my son came into the kitchen, he >apologized to me again for worrying me so much and >asked if I was still mad at him. I told him I wasn't >mad but I was still upset. His Daddy came in while we >were sat down and our son apologized to him too. Mark >then told him, "Your mom and I discussed it, In >addition to the spanking you got last night, you've >lost your bike for the next two weeks." >As bad as the spanking was, I think that hurt him >worse.
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