I was blessed with strict loving parents.... Birdie
I'm very fortunate to have had such strict and loving parents who truly took the time to properly paddle and strap my bottom whenever they felt it was needed... I was paddled by mom many times and then had to stand barebottom in the corner while waiting for permission to get dressed...
And whenever she felt my behavior warranted it, she would ask my father to strap me at early bedtime... I was then sent to bed right after supper to await my punishment... I remember well waiting in bed for them to arrive - filled with remorse and the dread of dad's belt... When they arrived, I was told to get up out of bed and take down my pajama bottoms and underwear... I then had to stand exposed while dad discussed my behavior with me...
After his lecture, he removed his belt, doubled it up, turned me sideways and walloped my sorry bum with his belt until I was crying and doing the dance of pain... When they were both satisfied that my bottom was properly strapped and not before, no matter how much I cried and danced and wiggled my bottom to avoid the belt, was I allowed to go back into bed...
The paddle and strap were always well deserved and applied with a loving intent to improve my attitude and behavior... I was truly blessed to have had such loving and diligent parents...
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And whenever she felt my behavior warranted it, she would ask my father to strap me at early bedtime... I was then sent to bed right after supper to await my punishment... I remember well waiting in bed for them to arrive - filled with remorse and the dread of dad's belt... When they arrived, I was told to get up out of bed and take down my pajama bottoms and underwear... I then had to stand exposed while dad discussed my behavior with me...
After his lecture, he removed his belt, doubled it up, turned me sideways and walloped my sorry bum with his belt until I was crying and doing the dance of pain... When they were both satisfied that my bottom was properly strapped and not before, no matter how much I cried and danced and wiggled my bottom to avoid the belt, was I allowed to go back into bed...
The paddle and strap were always well deserved and applied with a loving intent to improve my attitude and behavior... I was truly blessed to have had such loving and diligent parents...
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