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Subject: What was your worst spanking to date?>

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Danielle

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Date Posted: 15:22:35 03/19/24 Tue

In the summer of 97, I was 11 at the time. I had received my worst spanking in my entire life.

We were spending time at a lake, 2 miles away from my grandparents’ summer house. They lived in the middle of no where. A village with 20 houses across, and then nothing. I loved spending time at the lake. Everyone knew one another and I had many friends to play with.

One day, I did something stupid. Well to start with mom and dad were already disappointed with my behaviour. I had a blast playing, and some things we did were a bit over the line. I remember the water was still quite cold, and parents called the kids back to warm up before they could continue to play in the water. All kids left, it was just me now. My teeth shaking from cold already. Mom stood dressed on the shore and she was overseeing me and calling me back. I was walking to the shore, but then I was running away back to the water. I did it once, twice, three times. Mom was madder with every time. I didn’t think it would get me a spanking. I had so much fun all day, and teasing my mom felt a little mischievous but great otherwise.

She kept warning me that she is going to take off her clothes and she would drag me off if she had to. It was too cold for her, and she wore normal clothes on top of her swimsuit. When she said that, I felt like teasing her even more. Because I wanted her to play with me in the water. Finally, mom lost her patience, she did took off her clothes, and quickly caught me. I still thought it was funny when she was holding my arm and dragging me back. She slapped me once on my wet bottom. Then twice. It was the moment I realised that I was in deep, deep trouble...

I was being dragged back towards dad and our stuff. Mom kept scolding me that what I did was unthinkable. She told me many times that water is dangerous, and she expected me to do everything she tells me with no talking back. She was smacking my bottom on the way, and I was already crying.

At 11 I was still before any puberty changes, and I wore just my panties. You can say that back in the day in a deserted place like this people were rather relaxed about nudity. That being said I burned all shades of red from embarrassment when mom pulled my panties down to my knees. Mom or dad always held a towel to cover me when I was changing, and now I was basically stark naked. Hand spanking on wet bottom definitely felt different. It was a first and the last time for me. It stung so much. I was screaming the symphony begging mom to stop, but she did not. When she was finally done with me and let me up, I wanted to pull my panties up, but she pulled them down instead and asked me to step out of them. It was really awful that my peers saw the entire show. Dad was drying me with towels while mom packed our stuff. He didn’t even give me spare panties, but quickly helped me dress in my shorts and shirt. The day was over for me, and going home mom couldn’t stop talking about how disappointed she was, and that she would deal with me at home.

When we got home mom quickly showered me, wrapped me in the towel and carried straight from the bathroom to the living room where dad was waiting with the belt. She held me against the bed, and I got 10 whacks. My dad wanted to finish but mom nagged him to keep going. He gave me 5 more and said that it was enough. They got into argument, and unfortunately for me it was mom who always had the last say when it was about me.

She said that she is not going to let me off easily, and she took me to her bedroom to continue my spanking with the hairbrush. No amount of begging helped, and by the end of it my bottom and half of the thighs were crimson red. I had to even do a corner time for so long afterwards before I was allowed to go to my room.

I remember that I hated mom for giving me that spanking for so long. But looking at my two boys now every summer wreaking havoc on the beach… Well, I understand that she had good reason to spank me so much.

What was your worst spanking to date?>

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