My Spanking
I grew up the oldest of three kids. My parents were
the hardest on me. I don’t remember my brother or sister ever getting spanked.
I got spanked a number of times
The first spanking I remember was when I was 8. I
don’t remember what I did wrong but I do remember that my father really beat
my bare bottom real hard for that in the bathroom.
The next spanking I remember was also when I was 8. I
had gotten into my mother’s perfume in my parent’s room and she got angry
with me and pulled down my pants and underpants and spanked my bare bottom with
her hand.
When I was in fourth grade a teacher told my parents that I needed more discipline.. They took it to mean that I needed to be spanked more. So they decided that I needed to get spanked every week. So every week after my bath I would get my bare bottom spanked by my father.
When I was 10 I was out playing with a gang of
younger kids. I made this kid pull down his pants and photographed his bare
bottom. When the pictures came back from developing my mother noticed the
picture of the kid’s bare bottom and she got real angry at me and my parents
confronted me with it and I tried to lie about it. It came out that I
photographed that kid’s bare bottom. They were furious. My mother was adamat
that I get spanked and my mother insisted that my father spank me. My father was
furious and went out to the garage and got a piece of 1x3. My brother and sister
were there in the living room. My father made me pull down my pants and
underpants and he beat me over his lap with that piece of 1x3 really hard and
when I cried he said that he would beat me harder. Then they let me get up and
go to my room.
Another time when I was 10 I was playing doctor with
this other little girl my age. She made me take off all my clothes and played
doctor with me. She told me about a place where she had been where people went
around without their clothes. We almost got caught When I got home I was around
my brother and some neighbors. I pulled down my pants to demonstrate what she
told me about and my brother ratted me out to my parents.
My parents got furious and dragged me in and
confronted me. It came out that I had played doctor with the little girl and
they were furious. My mother insisted that my father spank me I tried to resist.
They insisted My father went out to the garage and got a piece of 1x3. My
brother and sister and the neighbors were there in the living room. My father
made me pull down my pants and underpants and pulled me over his lap and beat my
bare bottom with that piece of 1x3 real hard and when I cried they said to stop
and he would beat me harder. Then they let me get up and go to my room.
The last time I got beaten was when I was 14. My
sister was torturing me. They told me that I needed to be tough and not let them
get to me. Well I got furious at my sister and punched her. She ran into my
father and complained. My sister and my brother and a neighbor friend were there
in the living room. My father got furious at me and he went and got a piece of
metal bar. He made me pull down my pants and underpants and beat my bare bottom
with that piece of metal bar real hard.
Every year on my birthday I would get a birthday
spanking which was given over my clothes the number of years I was plus five for
good measure.
From the time I was 12 on I got fascinated with
spanking and spanked myself in private.
I drew pictures about spanking and wrote stories
about spanking.
When I was thirteen I played spanking with a couple
of neighbor kids. I gathered that they got spanked and we spanked each other
over our clothes over our laps.
The End