Spanked by Her Aunt Sally

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They have shared many other examples, which I can relate, if you need reminding, but first, let’s see what you think.’ Despite being a stern disciplinarian, Kate was also a very loving mom. She showered her daughters with hugs and kisses, liked to play and joke around with her them when they were being good, and comforted them after they had been punished.

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I finally was able to go to bed. I climbed into the crib, and my mother put the side up. I tossed and turned for awhile, aware of the diapers and wondering why they felt so good to me. I couldn't do nothing but lay there and sob. After a few minutes I was able to get myself together and was only crying softly. Nothing to be ashamed of. Some people get aroused when they are spanked, this is normal, if unfortunate when you are young and in danger of getting spanked.. lol If wearing a dress, it was pulled up for a spanking over panties. I got to leave my pants up, but my brothers always had their jeans pulled down.

I was amazed. I had been spanked by my parents and my aunt before, but those spankings were always done in private. I had never seen or imagined a grown-up giving a child an over-the-knee spanking in a public setting like that. Although there was no-one else using the playground at the time, I’m sure that people driving by on the road must have noticed. This may sound obvious but I also expect you to arrive in a fit condition for the spanking you are about to receive. Do not come bloated after a large meal or smelling of drink. You do not need a sore head, you have come to get a sore bottom! And, although I shouldn’t need to say this, I expect you to be drug and alcohol-free. When the spanking was over, Kate told Kristie to sit on the picnic table bench until she stopped crying. She also informed the girl that she would have some time standing in the corner when we got home. It was pretty normal that I bared myself. I would normally reach into both my pants and underwear to pull them down at the same time rather than one at a time. Then either lay myself over my dads lap or lean over the table. My dad if needed would pull my shirt up if it was touching my butt at all. I know that you are sorry, however, little girl you are going to be even more sorrier by the time I am done with you."

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My Aunt smiled and said, "Yes dear, that's a little baby who still needs to wear diapers all day. But since you are a big girl, you get to wear training panties during the day." When I got within arm’s reach of Kate, she pulled me across her lap and began spanking me with her hand, even harder and faster than she had spanked the girls. I am sure that I got the most spanks of any of us that day. My spankings always came after a short lecture about my misbehavior. My mother would be sitting on a chair or on the side of the bed depending on where I was going to be spanked, and I would be standing in front of her with pants still up. When the time came for the actual spanking is when my pants and panties would come down. Unfortunately I was not always very cooperative with my spankings. I would try to pull away and so my mother would wind up trying to hold me in place with one hand while lowering my pants with the other hand. My protests never succeeded however and soon enough I would find myself over her lap getting every inch of my bare hiney lit on fire with her hand or hairbrush. I was usually very well behaved for a good solid week or so after one of those paddlings! Aunt Christine?" I ventured. She looked down at me (I was only 5'3), paused and said in a friendly tone If you ask me there's absolutely no reason to feel dirty and ashamed, you're just maturing and developing sexually as well as physically and psychologically and it's only logical that you'll start noticing all kinds of changes when it comes to things you like in life.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. I’m going to give you a taster of each of my little helpers – three with the cane, three with the slipper and three with the board.”“You can’t make me!” I protested, but with that she called Doreen into the room.

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For me it was almost always bare bottom.There was some discussion of what I did wrong. Then I would have to hold my shirt up, which kept my hands occupied and gave my dad access to unfasten my pants and take them down, sometimes to my ankles and sometimes all the way off. My underwear followed. Then, with me still having to hold my shirt up, which was more embarrassing when I reached my teens, there would be some more discussion/scolding and I'd go over his knees. Ma’am?...’ Though I thought I knew what she meant, the moment had such a surreal quality that I think I was looking for reassurance that this was real, rather than questioning her judgment. The top and bottom of this was that Steven became an increasingly disruptive influence on our household and our relationship. I bit my lip and stood my ground for a couple of months, then on a phone call to my mom, I unloaded to her about the problems we were having.My mother stripped me down to my underwear to sleep in. Grumbling about it, I began to climb into the crib. Just as I got in, my mother said, "Hold on just a minute." I am a great advocate of corporal punishment. Occasional sharp reminders of the rules, or half a dozen good reasons to change for the better.’ At about 10 years old they would make me remove all clothing from the waist down, and bend over the edge of my bed, or my desk chair. It was at that time that I was introduced to the strap. Mom had decided , that at 10 years old I knew right from wrong. I did and the spankings were less frquint. But the lessons were reenforced with the strap. This continued till about 13 years old. At 13 , I started to develope and mature. So When Dad was alone giving me a spanking, my panties were no longer removed. Dad did not feel comfortable about my nudity at that age. However if Mom was spanking me she still took me up to my room and made me remove the panties for a bare bottomed spanking. There were a few times when Mom made dad comeup to insure my cooperation when I was a teenager, and rebelious, and I had to remove my panties. But if Dad was alone with me it was over the panties. As I got a little older I started to wear thongs, so I was coverd in front, but it was just about bare bottom. Sometimes, a whole class could get a ‘double stripe’ for rowdiness. Then, if you just got a single stripe on top of that, you were for it. A bit unfair, but this was Anne’s situation. I had also accumulated three stripes this way myself a couple of times, but for some reason escaped with just a telling-off. Finally, she turned to me, all smiles and said: “Well, Asher, I think we have an understanding now, don’t you? And now you’ve met my little helpers!”