yeah - it is - same for me, spankings were always 'drop those trousers and briefs, son - it's time' - I think the fear and embarrassment made me cry a whole lot more than the actual pain. Because of my weak bladder, after the first good swat, I was peeing uncontrollably - and with nothing on, it went either straight onto the floor or onto dad's leg - which made him just swat me harder. He'd only swat me twice or three times, and I'd jump up, still peeing, and jumping around grabbing my butt cheeks - and have to wipe up the mess I made.