One had my name on it, and was used by my dad on me, and the other had my sister’s name on it, and was used on her by my mom.

My parents were very religious and strict Christians whose child-rearing principles were founded upon “Spare the rod, spoil the child,” and “A child should be seen and not heard. Because today was sunny and quite warm my mother was out in the garden doing some general tidying up. She slid my panties down and off, then began scolding me about honesty and how I "needed" to be spanked until I couldn't sit down.Plus, at that age for a boy to see his 16-year old female babysitter in very compromising positions. Emily's story serves as an inspiration to all those who struggle, who face hardships, who fear failure. When I did, he started undoing the snap and zipper on my shorts and they were soon down at my knees. We were running around and our stepdad told us to stop or we'd get spanked right in front of everyone. Pulling me up again, he then untied my string bikini bottoms and pulled down the back portion of it, out of my butt crack and down below my bottom.

My dad especially looked like one of those stern fathers from a 1950’s sitcom-he always wore a long sleeve shirt, wingtips, trousers, and a tie.

Realizing that my mound was exposed to the top of my slit and that both my brothers could tell I was obviously "shaving it," I then yanked my panties up the rest of the way so fast that my jeans slide down off my thighs to around my knees. I got caught stealing and my Dad took me to the barbers { I had been warned before} but I thought I was so clever I would not get caught. Trying to avoid eye contact with anyone, I nonetheless could hear the boys snickering in front of me, as well as voices from behind me, guests who were naturally curious after Matt had received his spanking. Looking back, I believe that for once, the tired old saying, “This will hurt me more than it’ll hurt you,” might well have been true. I so wanted to sayNoand send her back for another trip over my SF s knee and more redness on her big bottom but I took pity on her since it was Christmas!

It was a newsagents so all the paperboys were there getting the papers we were told to say we were sorry to the owner. Permissions beyond the scope of this license may be available by contacting the author at: (http://www. Now that I’m in my late 50’s and had a lot of time to reflect on why this was the case, I realized that it was for at least 4 reasons. But your Dad kept the best till last taking down your pants and spanking your bare bottom in front of all your school friends. They really need me to babysit that night, which I was told might be an overnighter if they got back too late from a wedding they were attending.I was so ashamed when my hair grew normal again I went back to the Barbers and got a real sort back and sides to the crown. I thought my pleas were being granted, but in reality it was because my jeans were so tight they couldn't be pulled down off my butt without being unfastened. for the belt to burn hot bands of burning sting across my naked buns and when she whipped my thighs I'm sure the neighbors could hear my screaming. Registration is fast, free, and we don't ask for personal information like your name or where you live.

Now that is where you come in," he went on, "I was hoping that if you would be so kind as to orally satisfy the poor girl, we could send her on her way! As it was, I ended up feeling as though I had be transformed back into a five-year girl by the time the weekend was over.

As they chatted for over a minute, closer to two, I stood there, exposed, my stepdad's nephews grinning and pointing at me and whispering comments to each other (thank God this was before camera phones! My dad, dispensing this statutory sentence — spanking Ulf’s bare bottom — never used any equipment, such as a belt, stick, or paddle. As his two nephews continued to stare and grin at me, I pulled up my panties and shorts and ran off crying to find my mom.