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Subject: Spanking memories

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Date Posted: 08:51:03 03/17/25 Mon

When I was 10, my parents moved into an apartment (a three apartment building). The landlords were a husband and wife with three sons, ages $8,6 abd and 4 and they all lived on the first floor.
My mother worked full time (fairly unusual in the ‘60s) and a babysitter was needed for after school and vacations. An agreement was reached with the landlady to babysit me in return for a small increase in the rent. Although my parents never spanked me, the landlady spanked her kids and insisted that I not be disciplined differently. So for the next four years (until we moved near the end of the summer before I started high school), I was spanked on a regular basis.
I remember most vividly the first time she spanked me because it was a totally new experience for me. Her two oldest boys were taken over her lap first, bare bottomed, and hand spanked while I watched. I was fascinated, as their bottoms were reddened and they put on a show of bawling, kicking their bare legs and squirming throughout the spanking.
When it was my turn, she directed me to come over to the armless kitchen chair in which she was sitting and commenced unbuckling my belt, while lecturing me on my misbehavior. Once she had my pants and underpants at my knees, she took me across her lap and immediately began spanking me rapidly as she had her sons, alternating swats on each cheek. I was determined not to cry but within half a minute I was writhing and crying.
When I turned 13, she added a wooden spoon to the mix (her sons were still spanked by hand only), starting with the spoon and concluding with her hand,?informing me that I was a “big boys now” and needed a spanking appropriate for my age.
I did by 12 begin having mixed feelings about the spankings, both dreading and craving them at the same time, something I found very confusing, and dreading the real possibility that I would “react” to her baring me for the spanking.

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>When I was 10, my parents moved into an apartment (a >three apartment building). The landlords were a >husband and wife with three sons, ages $8,6 abd and 4 >and they all lived on the first floor. >My mother worked full time (fairly unusual in the >‘60s) and a babysitter was needed for after school >and vacations. An agreement was reached with the >landlady to babysit me in return for a small increase >in the rent. Although my parents never spanked me, the >landlady spanked her kids and insisted that I not be >disciplined differently. So for the next four years >(until we moved near the end of the summer before I >started high school), I was spanked on a regular basis. >I remember most vividly the first time she spanked me >because it was a totally new experience for me. Her >two oldest boys were taken over her lap first, bare >bottomed, and hand spanked while I watched. I was >fascinated, as their bottoms were reddened and they >put on a show of bawling, kicking their bare legs and >squirming throughout the spanking. >When it was my turn, she directed me to come over to >the armless kitchen chair in which she was sitting and >commenced unbuckling my belt, while lecturing me on my >misbehavior. Once she had my pants and underpants at >my knees, she took me across her lap and immediately >began spanking me rapidly as she had her sons, >alternating swats on each cheek. I was determined not >to cry but within half a minute I was writhing and >crying. >When I turned 13, she added a wooden spoon to the mix >(her sons were still spanked by hand only), starting >with the spoon and concluding with her hand,?informing >me that I was a “big boys now” and needed a >spanking appropriate for my age. > I did by 12 begin having mixed feelings about the >spankings, both dreading and craving them at the same >time, something I found very confusing, and dreading >the real possibility that I would “react” to her >baring me for the spanking.

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