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It was just before dinner and all of us were at the table when my brother came down, strap in hand. My dad pulled a chair from the table and placed it in the middle of the kitchen. Then he took the strap from my brother and told him to get his pants down and bend over. “I am going to show everyone what happens to kids who drink and who embarrass this family,” he said.
This was a big deal, needless to say, and there was an after-school conference with the moms and the principal (a nun). The upshot was that the three of them were given two Saturdays of detention, which meant a half day of tasks like cleaning classrooms and doing yard work around the school. However, that was the least of my brother’s worries. Kate also took quite a liking to me. She was very warm and motherly to me, which only made my crush on her grow stronger. I began to imagine what it would be like to be spanked by her. I would lie in bed at night and replay in my head the times I had seen Denise or Kristie being spanked – but substituting myself as the naughty child. not as lame as it sounds) Language: English Words: 17,420 Chapters: 5/? Comments: 24 Kudos: 64 Bookmarks: 7 Hits: 2,901
One night I invited my boyfriend to spend the night while my parents were out of town. Unfortunately, my older brother was staying home with his friends, so my boyfriend and i decided to take it easy. Well it was about 12:00 am and we went out to the kitchen to get something to eat. Everyone was asleep, so we started making out on the couch then moved to a bed. We started to undress and finally we were totally naked and under the covers. We started to have sex (with a condom), and my brother and his friends took pictures of us doing "it." We quit about an hour later and didn't feel like getting dressed so we stayed naked and continued to touch each other. When we woke up, my brother and his friends pulled off the covers and had taped the pictures around us and to make it worse they started to sing, "Sarah had sex, Sarah had sex!" Yes, parents should be able to discipline their children. But if the question even crosses your mind that the punishment might be illegal, it’s time to find an alternative form of discipline. When Dad came in, Mom briefed him on the incident. You could see the colour come to his face – but, to his credit, he waited about 15 minutes before he sent my little brother up to their room to tell his sibling to come down ‘and tell him to bring the strap’.
By this time, my erection was straining against the fabric of my trousers and I stumbled from the kitchen to the bathroom, dropped my pants, grabbed a handful of lotion and within seconds had shot a massive load of semen into the toilet. I saw red. Before I had time to even think about what I was doing, I had sat down on the kitchen chair, lowered my son’s pyjama trousers and flipped him over my lap. Obviously, up until this point Simon had no experience of this type of formal punishment but he still could sense the trouble he was in and was already wriggling around, trying to get up from the confusing and frightening position in which he found himself. I simply wrapped my left hand around his slim waist, raised my right hand and brought it down hard on his little bottom.Perhaps because she was much older, perhaps because of her ‘donation’ (I realised later that Leanne had basically ‘bought’ me), I allowed myself to be undressed and soon I was playfully put across her knee, my bare bottom in the air. There was more patting and squeezing of my bottom cheeks, like they were kneading bread, and lots of cat-calls, mostly from the women. Charlotte, by contrast, had got a lot of male attention. Peggy shouted above the din: “Our special little English boy guest, with his very cute little behind, will now be initiated into true American hospitality. You’re gonna be one of us, kiddo!” I was manoeuvred into a centre-stage position by several partygoers, including Charlotte. She whispered in my ear: “Your turn now, sweetie – enjoy! You’re gonna end up a whole lot richer!” Then my cousin Leanne leaned over and whispered in my ear: “I haven’t had my turn yet.” As I zipped up my jeans, I allowed her to lead me into another room, where we were alone. I was elated and a bit tipsy. Leanne was much older than me – about 45, I guess, and quite solidly built. She seductively slipped me a 50 dollar bill, and said: “How about a special private little birthday spanking, in your birthday suit, honey-pie?”
I was relieved that Charlotte had kept her leggings on, scant protection though they were, but as if she read my mind, Peggy added: “Pants down birthday spankings for the boys always, but not the girls. That wouldn’t be proper.” I realize a lot of people support spanking.. everyone in my family supports spanking.. but I think it's a lousy way to teach your kids about which behaviors are appropriate and which aren't. You know so many opinions about how we raise kids and how we treat our spouses.. how women or gays or other minorities are treated or thought of.. have changed drastically in the past 50 years. I think spanking is a tradition that has been carried over from our past and I believe with time more and more people will understand that it's just a very destructive tool for teaching children about consequences. I'm a parent and I explain the rules so that it makes sense to my kid. She looks up to me.. she wants to please me and is disappointed in herself when she messes up. We talk a lot.. and maybe that's what's missing in many households that spank their children. I know when I was growing up.. I wasn't allowed to start a conversation and had to know my place. So a lot of resentment built up and I'm sure it escalated the problem. There was no rationalizing for me.. if something didn't make sense it didn't matter.. what mattered was that I obeyed. I don't parent that way.. the most important thing to me as her parent is that she understands everything. If she's made a mistake.. no matter what it is.. we talk it out. I ask her what she's thinking.. what she's feeling.. a lot of parents don't make the time to do this imo. And I think spanking ends up boiling down to control.. but (imo) kids don't need to be 'controlled' ..they need to be nurtured. But ya know what.. this isn't just 'my' world but yours too so I realize you have the right to do what you feel is best.. just contributing my opinion. I am not trying to debate the whole spanking/not spanking delima. I am a parent that has spanked my son. He is 15 now and I haven"t popped his bottom since he was in early elementry school. The only time I ever spanked him was when he was when he was past the point of reason. IE: having a smart mouth after being warned he was working on getting a spanking, sitting on the edge of the road playing. I can count on one hand the number of times I've spanked him... always with my bare hand and two or three swats on the behind.
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She hushed everybody and announced: “OK people. It’s time for the ceremony – the birthday boy has agreed to have his birthday spanking!” There were cheers, whoops and applause, and I got a huge adrenalin rush. I caught sight of several women rubbing their hands together gleefully in anticipation, but my discomfort was softened by the sherry. When we get home I take her out of her carseat and then we walk inside. I set her down and sit on the couch and pat my lap. "Over" I tell her.
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