Black Boy Bare Bottom Spanking

Author: lex@aol.com

This event happened two years ago during my work as a social worker in Dallas, Texas.  To earn some extra money, I volunteered to babysit on the weekends, usually for familes I knew.  One such family was the Washingtons.  Luther and Charnise had a ten year old boy named Trevon who I had been introduced to at the Center where I did my work.  He was a nice looking, strong willed African American Boy who excelled in sports and was very confident with everything he did.  I never had any rouble with him at work and certainly did not expect any when I showed up to take care of him on Saturday night.  His parents, my friends were only to happy to have me come over so they could take a well deserved night off.  After they left I asked Trevon what he would like to do and his response through me for a major loop.  Instead of answering my question, he said 'I don't have to listen to you White boy' amd stormed out of the room.  I have no idea what brought that response on, but I certainly was not going to let him get away with such rude and inappropriate behavior. 

I chased him into the other room, grabbed his arm and told him to sit down.  He then swore at me and that was all I could stand.  Before I realized it, I had him over my knee and I quickly pulled down the basketball shorts he was wearing.  I thought for about a second before I pulled down his underwear and placed him over my knee.  He started to cry because he did not expect me to react this way.  His little black bare bottom was tight and as I raised my hand to spank him, he made it even tighter.  I spanked his right cheek and his left, each time putting a little more sting into the swat.  His bare bottom, even though it was dark black, slowly started to turn red and the heat from his rear end felt warm to my touch.  After 20 swats I took him off my knee and told him to stnad in the corner, pants down until I told him to raise them.  I also told him not to worry about what his parents might say, because I would be the first to tell them what I did. 

When they returned home, Trevon was asleep and I told his parents what he had said and how I took care of the situation.  His father assured me he would have a few words with Trevon the next day and that Trevon would receive another whipping form him.  I suggested my punishment may have been enough, but I have a feeling Trevon s bare bottom felt the belt the next day.  Surprisingly, this event has a happy ending and Tevon is now one of my assistants at work.  He's 13 now and I have him working with the younger kids to keep them out of trouble.  He's doing fine now.