Jaime

I was thirteen when my mom married my stepdad. Until then I had only been spanked a few times, nothing ever severe. My stepdad was a firm believer in the use of spanking, and I found that out very quickly. The first time was only a few days after he married my mom, and I went to a friend's house after school without telling anyone. When I got home later that evening I was confronted by my stepdad. He took me by the arm and walked me up to my bedroom, telling me he was going to give me a good spanking. I remember the humiliation of standing there in front of him as he unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. He pulled them down below my knees, and then he pulled down my underwear. He then pulled me across his knees. I had never been spanked bare before, and I was pretty nervous, as well as being very embarrassed. He rubbed his hand over my bare bottom for a few moments, and then he began to spank me very hard. I immediately began kicking and crying. He gave me forty swats, which really set my butt on fire.

My step-dad took every opportunity he could to spank me over the next few years. Every time I would have to suffer the humiliation of him pulling down my pants and underwear and being completely exposed in front of him. I would lay across his lap and he would spank my bare cheeks until they were fiery red. Sometimes my cheeks would part and he would spank me vertically, right on my anus. That really hurt. On a few occasions my penis got hard from rubbing against his thigh during the spanking. That was really embarrassing when he would lift me off his knees after the spanking and my cock would point straight out at him.

My stepdad continued to spank my bare bottom until I was almost seventeen. I suppose by that time he thought I was too old for it.