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Date Posted: 10:29:23 03/26/22 Sat
I want to tell you about a recent spanking from dad. This has been one of the toughest spankings I've gotten.
I am 16. My younger brother just turned 14. Mom and dad have always been fairly strict and spanking has been the way we're punished most of the time. Here's what happened.
At my school, we are not allowed to leave campus during the day but there is a convenience store and a couple of fast food places very close. Some of us discovered it was pretty easy to sneak away at lunch and get our own food, much better than the food in the cafeteria.
One day, me and another guy went over to the convenience store. One of the teachers saw us leaving and when we came back the assistant principal was waiting. We just got a warning and told next time could be a suspension. The worst part though was that they called my parents. At home, all that happened was just a "talking to" from mom and dad. But they made me promise not to do it again.
For a while I didn't go off campus anymore at lunch. The same guy, assistant principal, saw me and sent me to the office. I ended up with a 2 day suspension and he called my mom who was really mad. She came and picked me up from school and scolded me the entire trip home.
Mom sent me to my room to wait on dad. Once dad got home, you can guess what happened. I was called down to the room he uses as an office. Him and mom asked about why I had done it and reminded me I had promised not to do it again. I apologized, but that wasn't enough. Dad said I would be punished.
I figured he would make me do chores at home on the two days I was suspended and he did. Said I wasn't going to sleep or watch TV all day when I should have been in school.
But he also said I was going to be spanked to make sure I learned my lesson this time. Him and mom were upset that I had broken my promise, plus mom said I could have gotten hurt or injured. I thought that mom would leave the room and I would go over dad's lap for my spanking. But he said that in the morning, mom would drive my brother to school and he would spank me before he left for work.
I was sent back to my room for the rest of the night. Mom brought me a plate later with supper but I had to eat it there. She sat on the bed while I ate and said she was sorry I had to go through this but I brought it on myself and it was important to learn from this. When I was done eating, she told me to go and use the bathroom and come back and get into bed.
If you've ever waited on a spanking, you can imagine what I was feeling. I guess that dad figured I would think about it and realize I had been wrong.
The next morning I heard my brother and mom and dad getting ready but I wasn't in any hurry to get out of bed. I lay there hoping dad would get it over with quickly and he wouldn't give me too many chores to do. Finally I had to go to the bathroom and couldn't wait, so I got up and mom was in the hall.
"Oh there you are honey." Mom said. "You should go on down. Your brother and I are leaving and you don't want to keep your dad waiting."
Gee thanks, mom, I thought to myself. Appreciate the reminder.
I finished in the bathroom and went downstairs. Dad was sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee and looking at the newspaper. He told me to sit down. He began talking about my behavior and that at my age I should show more maturity.
"I don't like you breaking promises" He said. "A man's word has to be good and you broke your promise me. And to the school. You deliberately broke school rules. And you put yourself in danger." I was only able to mumble a Yes sir dad, I'm sorry. No reason to argue.
"Last time I spanked you" dad continued, "you wiggled and tried to get away. You whined a lot. This is going to a painful lesson for you but do you think you could take it like a man this time? You knew you were in the wrong, now its time to pay the price". Again I mumbled a yes dad I will. "well, go in to my office and prepare yourself. I'll be right in."
I walked into the office and to my shock I saw dad's strap laying across his desk. The strap! Fortunately it was rarely used but looks like I would be in for it this time. I felt butterflies in my stomach and my palms were sweaty. I was scared. I lowered my pajama bottoms and my briefs and leaned forward over his desk. This put the strap just below my face leaving me to think about what would happen.
A few minutes later dad came in. He picked up the strap and stood behind me. He said that he thought 16 strokes would been an appropriate number. 16! And he expected me to hold still?
The first four were quick. SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP. The strap made a loud smacking sound and I jerked as each one impacted my butt. I couldn't help but twist a bit on the last 2. Dad stopped and asked me if I was going to leave campus again without permission. I answered No Sir, suppressing any tears or sobs.
The next four smacks were a bit slower, pausing between each one to let it settle in. It hurt! The effect of the first four was painful, but were still stinging. "Son I don't like doing this but I'm happy to give you whatever you need to keep you on the right path."
By now, I was gritting my teeth and just trying not to move or cry. Maybe if nothing else I could show dad I could take it. SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP. The next four blows came rapidly. I had to think to remember if this was the third or fourth set. Third.
Dad paused again. I was sure my butt was red. I know it was sore. It was a deep burning feeling. I knew it would last for a while.
WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAp. The final four strokes. I could barely suppress my sobs and desire to wiggle away from dad. My bottom was on fire. Glowing bright red by now I was sure. Dad stepped back. I guess he was surveying his work.
"All right, young man. I hope you learned your lesson and we'll have no more incidents like this. It would be good if this was the last time I had to spank you. Now pull up your pants and go upstairs and pull yourself together."
I went back to my room and lay on my bed on my stomach. It hurt and I sobbed a bit. I reached back and rubbed and that helped some. I was sniffling some too. After a bit, I heard mom's car pulling in. After a couple of minutes I heard mom and dad talking but couldn't tell what they were saying.
After a bit, mom came into my room."How are you Brian" she asked. I told her was sore. I also said I was sorry.
"I'm sorry too Brian" she said. "I'm sorry you couldn't keep your word. Maybe next time you will do better. I'm sure you are sorry. Your father was hard on you but you deserved it, so I'm not sorry for that. Now I want you to take a few more minutes and compose yourself then come downstairs. Just slip on your gym shorts and a t shirt. Don't be too long."
I rubbed my butt again but I knew it was going to hurt for a while. I was able to take a few deep breaths and stop the sobs. I got up and got dressed then went downstairs.
"Sit down here at the table" mom said. "I want you to write 1000 times 'I will keep my promises' to help you remember."
Sitting down on my sore butt was the last thing I wanted to do now and I guess that was the point.
That was one of the worst I ever got. Maybe the worst.
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