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>Hi Mark, > >I know I already responded, however I just want to >share an additional thought… > >It sounds like this was the type of issue and spanking >that your daughter will never forgot and potentially >could even thank you for one day. It was obviously a >very sound spanking which she will remember, but as >she matures even more in the coming years she will >realize more and more what a dangerous and potentially >life-threatening issue that was, as well as illegal. >I truly believe how you and Irene handled this will >never be forgotten, and like I said, you may even be >thanked for at some point. > >Excellent parenting! > >Hugs, Amanda J. > > >>Hi Mark, >> >>You handled this situation perfectly! Even being 17, >>your daughter left you no choice whatsoever. Doing >>something that is such a safety issue and even >>life-threatening, and then a bold faced lie on top of >>it, receiving one of the soundest spankings of her >>life was very justified. The spanking you provided >>her with may very well save her life or serious bodily >>injury down the road! By th way, I think using the >>hairbrush was the right choice as well. >> >>Curious what Irene decided as far as any further >>punishment? >> >>Great job doing what was necessary, Mark! >> >>Amanda >> >> >>>The school break-up for the Easter holidays was an >>>excuse for my daughter and some of her friends to >>>party round one of their houses. A deserved bot of >fun >>>after a busy term. Irene and I were unaware that the >>>friend's parents were away. Red flag 1. >>> >>>At 17, we gave our girlr a curfew time of 11:00, >which >>>we thought was more than generous. She stumbled in at >>>12:25. Red flag 2. >>> >>>Yes, I did say 'stumbled in' - she was very tipsy, >>>verging on plain drunk. Red flag 3. >>> >>>She was in no state to be read the riot act. So Irene >>>and I ushered her to the bathroom, and made sure she >>>got to bed. >>> >>>"That girl is getting her backside tanned tomorrow," >I >>>growled at my wife. >>> >>>"If you don't spank her soundly, Mark, then rest >>>assured she will be spending a very long time over my >>>knee minus panties, when I get home from work" >>>responded she. >>> >>>We discussed the matter further before turning in to >>>bed ourselves. >>> >>>I was sorting out a tumble dryer load when the teen >>>ambled into the kitchen. I heard grunts and groans as >>>she poured some cereal out. Clearly the worse for >>wear. >>> >>>Poking my head round the door, I enquired. >>> >>>"Good night?" >>> >>>She started, and had the good grace to look guilty. >>> >>>"Yeah. it was," she muttered and sat to eat her >>>breakfast. >>> >>>"No alcohol consumed?" I asked pleasantly. >>> >>>"No Dad, of course not. I know it's not allowed," she >>>said a bit lamely. Red flag number er? Losing count >>>now. Telling fibs. >>> >>>A bare-faced lie like that alone is worth of a bare >>>bottom spanking. >>> >>>"Do your mother and I look like we were born >>>yesterday?" I raged at her "You were nine sheets to >>>the wind". >>> >>>Denials, lies, on the defensive, on the offensive. >The >>>stroppy little madam was hell bent on an argument. >>>After some to-ing and fro-ing, I'd had enough. >>> >>>"Go get your mother's hairbrush," I told her. "NOW!" >I >>>barked when she did not move. >>> >>>A teenage girl of 17 she may be, but my daughter >>>received one of the soundest spankings of her life, >>>the vast majority of it to her bare bottom. A very >>>lengthy hand spanking, panties up, then panties down. >>>Then a methodical hairbrush spanking that had her >>>screaming and bawling. Her bottom was a vivid crimson >>>when I finally let her up off my knee. >>> >>>I left her hopping from foot to foot sobbing her eyes >>>out, rubbing her sore bottom and pulling all sorts of >>>faces. >>> >>>"Don't be surprised of your mother puts you over her >>>knee either when she gets home from work," was my >>>parting shot as I left the room. >>> >>>It was a few hours later that she joined me on the >>>sofa and apologised for her behaviour. Feeling a bot >>>sorry for herself, she leaned against me. >>> >>>"Not dure what hurts more," she moans "my head or my >>>bottom". >>> >>>I can't help but smile, hoping fervently it is the >>>latter.
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