I Am Horrified Of Friends Knowing I Get Spankings
Stacy was NOT my friend....but I knew she would gladly TELL all my friends about my spanking...
I'd just turned 13 and felt "too old" for a babysitter but my parents insisted Stacy would babysit me on a Saturday night. Stacy was 16 and we knew each other from church youth group and I didn't like her at all.
She was prissy and pushy and acted like she was an "adult" and treated me like a little kid.
Against my complaints my parents left me with Stacy, with warnings to behave "or else" and when I saw the evil smirk on her face I got a bad feeling....
Sure enough, she soon goaded me into snapping at her, "You're not my boss, leave me alone!" and such and by the time she "sent me to bed" at 9 pm I refused...
"Just wait until your parents get home," she smirked, "when I tell them what a sassy brat you've been...we'll see what happens..."
I knew what she meant. So I ended up going to bed but I couldn't sleep, wondering if she would really "tell on me" and worried that if she made me sound "bad" enough that....well...a spanking was likely...but , really..at my age!? And with HER around?
My worst fear appeared when my Stepmom came into my room and got me out of bed. "Stacy told us about your behavior, Missy. I know you don't like her sitting for you, but it's not your choice, understand?"
"Yes..but..." my tummy tightened...
"And you know what happens when you get sassy and disobedient Rachel. And it's even worse when you act like a brat for a babysitter!"
Oh My God...no...no! This cannot be happening to me!
"Okay...ma'm...I'm sorry...but she was mean and I hate her and ..I mean I'll never do it again Okay! Please I'm already sorry..." I could feel tears filling my eyes...oh no god please!
"I'm glad you're sorry, but you are going to apologize to Stacy. She's the one you disrespected. And you will be VERY sorry in a few minutes, when you are being punished."
NO! OH Jesus please save me! "But...but...you...I can't! What do you mean?"
"I mean, young lady..stop stalling! ...take off your pajama pants. I'm taking you down stairs for your spanking."
I burst into childish tears, "Maa...no NO! Please not this! She hates me! She just wants to...to see...to see..." I was wiggling and whining, clutching the seat of my pj pants in absolute distress...visions of being SPANKED in front of my nemesis made me panic...
"Too late Missy...not get ready for your spanking..."
"Ahh noooo...please oh please oh pleeeease...do it here! Spank me HERE! please don't make me go down there!" I was sobbing and horrified....
Stacy was waiting down stairs...no doubt pleased she had put me in this position...I was 13 yrs old! And about to be SPANKED...right in front of HER!
"I can't..." I wailed..."No..no...no..not in FRONT of her! I can't stand it! I can't...please don't let her watch!"
My stepmom had enough of my begging, she grabbed my arm, snapping, "Stop being such a baby! Your father is waiting....with his belt....you're in for a whipping and you should have thought about this before you were such a brat to Stacy."
"PLEASE! OH NO OH GOD PLEASE!" I was frozen in fear, my face bright red and tears streaming as stepmom yanked my pj pants down, made me step out of them...I grabbed my bare buns in terror as she grabbed my arm and marched me out of my bed room...
My door had been open, so I realized Stacy was probably hearing all my childish pleading and begging, she was no doubt pleased to hear me so devastated...and when I got hauled into the living room...there she was...sitting pretty...smirking at me!
I was bare below the waist...desperately trying to cover my small patch of brown pubic hair in front with one hand while protecting my bare behind with my other hand...the picture of a scared girl about to be spanked bare bottom...
My mind went blank as I was made to stand in front of her...no..no...no....I thought until I was made to apologize! I had to tell that evil bitch I was "sorry"....the whole time her eyes were sparkling in pleasure...she was as happy to see me getting a belt spanking as I was horrified to have her there to witness my degrading humiliating bare bottom whipping....
It was worse than I expected...seeing my Dad with his belt thru my eyes blurred with thick tears of shame and dread...then being taken over his lap....my bare buns and thighs stuck up high and defenseless against the wicked whack smack crack of of leather leaving rising red welts of fire and sting so that I squirmed and squealed like a 7 yr old...
Only I was 13! So my bare rump was plump and full and when I kicked my legs open my furry slit was exposed even though I was screaming and begging "stopdaddynomoreitstingsohgodplease" while I was kicking madly..
Stacy sitting there grinning....
And when I kicked wide the belt snapped inside my thighs and I was squealing/squalling so the neighbors could hear...bucking up and down across Daddy's lap like a puppet on strings...the sting and burn of the belt making me babble nonsense..."WAAAaahaAAnooOOOwAhhastoppPAAAWaaaWaaDaddAAAAPLESAAWWAA"
Not caring then that Stacy was watching, nothing but the unbearable burning filling my bare bottom and thighs ...over and over...until I was let up to do my spanking dance.
After a minute of prancing, jumping, howling, rubbing...flashing my pubic parts and red wet face I realized the show I was putting on for Stacy...
And knowing...how, the next day at church, she would eagerly tell her friends (and mine!) all about the bare bottom belt whipping she watched me get the night before...
Anyone else ever get spanked in front of or by a babysitter?
I'd just turned 13 and felt "too old" for a babysitter but my parents insisted Stacy would babysit me on a Saturday night. Stacy was 16 and we knew each other from church youth group and I didn't like her at all.
She was prissy and pushy and acted like she was an "adult" and treated me like a little kid.
Against my complaints my parents left me with Stacy, with warnings to behave "or else" and when I saw the evil smirk on her face I got a bad feeling....
Sure enough, she soon goaded me into snapping at her, "You're not my boss, leave me alone!" and such and by the time she "sent me to bed" at 9 pm I refused...
"Just wait until your parents get home," she smirked, "when I tell them what a sassy brat you've been...we'll see what happens..."
I knew what she meant. So I ended up going to bed but I couldn't sleep, wondering if she would really "tell on me" and worried that if she made me sound "bad" enough that....well...a spanking was likely...but , really..at my age!? And with HER around?
My worst fear appeared when my Stepmom came into my room and got me out of bed. "Stacy told us about your behavior, Missy. I know you don't like her sitting for you, but it's not your choice, understand?"
"Yes..but..." my tummy tightened...
"And you know what happens when you get sassy and disobedient Rachel. And it's even worse when you act like a brat for a babysitter!"
Oh My God...no...no! This cannot be happening to me!
"Okay...ma'm...I'm sorry...but she was mean and I hate her and ..I mean I'll never do it again Okay! Please I'm already sorry..." I could feel tears filling my eyes...oh no god please!
"I'm glad you're sorry, but you are going to apologize to Stacy. She's the one you disrespected. And you will be VERY sorry in a few minutes, when you are being punished."
NO! OH Jesus please save me! "But...but...you...I can't! What do you mean?"
"I mean, young lady..stop stalling! ...take off your pajama pants. I'm taking you down stairs for your spanking."
I burst into childish tears, "Maa...no NO! Please not this! She hates me! She just wants to...to see...to see..." I was wiggling and whining, clutching the seat of my pj pants in absolute distress...visions of being SPANKED in front of my nemesis made me panic...
"Too late Missy...not get ready for your spanking..."
"Ahh noooo...please oh please oh pleeeease...do it here! Spank me HERE! please don't make me go down there!" I was sobbing and horrified....
Stacy was waiting down stairs...no doubt pleased she had put me in this position...I was 13 yrs old! And about to be SPANKED...right in front of HER!
"I can't..." I wailed..."No..no...no..not in FRONT of her! I can't stand it! I can't...please don't let her watch!"
My stepmom had enough of my begging, she grabbed my arm, snapping, "Stop being such a baby! Your father is waiting....with his belt....you're in for a whipping and you should have thought about this before you were such a brat to Stacy."
"PLEASE! OH NO OH GOD PLEASE!" I was frozen in fear, my face bright red and tears streaming as stepmom yanked my pj pants down, made me step out of them...I grabbed my bare buns in terror as she grabbed my arm and marched me out of my bed room...
My door had been open, so I realized Stacy was probably hearing all my childish pleading and begging, she was no doubt pleased to hear me so devastated...and when I got hauled into the living room...there she was...sitting pretty...smirking at me!
I was bare below the waist...desperately trying to cover my small patch of brown pubic hair in front with one hand while protecting my bare behind with my other hand...the picture of a scared girl about to be spanked bare bottom...
My mind went blank as I was made to stand in front of her...no..no...no....I thought until I was made to apologize! I had to tell that evil bitch I was "sorry"....the whole time her eyes were sparkling in pleasure...she was as happy to see me getting a belt spanking as I was horrified to have her there to witness my degrading humiliating bare bottom whipping....
It was worse than I expected...seeing my Dad with his belt thru my eyes blurred with thick tears of shame and dread...then being taken over his lap....my bare buns and thighs stuck up high and defenseless against the wicked whack smack crack of of leather leaving rising red welts of fire and sting so that I squirmed and squealed like a 7 yr old...
Only I was 13! So my bare rump was plump and full and when I kicked my legs open my furry slit was exposed even though I was screaming and begging "stopdaddynomoreitstingsohgodplease" while I was kicking madly..
Stacy sitting there grinning....
And when I kicked wide the belt snapped inside my thighs and I was squealing/squalling so the neighbors could hear...bucking up and down across Daddy's lap like a puppet on strings...the sting and burn of the belt making me babble nonsense..."WAAAaahaAAnooOOOwAhhastoppPAAAWaaaWaaDaddAAAAPLESAAWWAA"
Not caring then that Stacy was watching, nothing but the unbearable burning filling my bare bottom and thighs ...over and over...until I was let up to do my spanking dance.
After a minute of prancing, jumping, howling, rubbing...flashing my pubic parts and red wet face I realized the show I was putting on for Stacy...
And knowing...how, the next day at church, she would eagerly tell her friends (and mine!) all about the bare bottom belt whipping she watched me get the night before...
Anyone else ever get spanked in front of or by a babysitter?
