I Was Spanked As A Teenager
I thought I would share my worst spanking I had ever received. This happened on my birthday so my parents gave me a very red and sore butt for one of my presents 😂. This one was by far the worst spanking I have ever received.
It started a couple of days prior I had been pretty rude to everyone and had had an attitude for the better part of a couple of weeks. My dad had already taken the belt to my butt a couple of times already and had warned me that any other problems I "was in for a lecture". Well I had taken a math test that week and since I hadn't studied one bit for it I had failed and had to show it to my dad to get it signed. Since he was already in a bad mood because of me I decided not to show him. The next day my teacher called and said I had failed. When my dad asked me about it he was not happy. Not only had I not studied and failed I did not show him the test. That night he took the belt to my butt and as I was bent over he sentenced me to a lecture spanking on Saturday for the last couple of weeks of behavior, and he said "since it's your birthday it'll be very special"; not words you want to hear.
On Saturday my dad woke me up at 9 and told me to get down stairs. After breakfast my mom and dad preceded to lecture me about all of the behavior problems I had been having for the last couple of weeks starting with my attitude to my disrespect to my bad grades. They told me I was in for a very bad lecture. After that I went about my morning doing some chores waiting for after lunch. I couldn't really even eat lunch. After lunch I was lectured again and than put in the corner. 30 minutes later the "grand event" began.
When we got to my parents room my dad told me to "take them off". After my pants were off My dad had me come over to him and bend over. A minute later my boxers were on the ground and my misery began. For about 3 minutes straight my dad just smacked and smacked. One thing you should know even if its with his hand my old man could make us feel every smack he gave us. There were no pauses or moments where he stopped to lecture you. The only sounds in the room were him smacking my butt and me screaming and crying. By the time he was done my butt was already sore and I saw my mom had gotten the paddle and belt.
I than endured the first session for my attitude. After they lectured me for a couple of minutes my dad ordered me to bend over and reached for the belt. See they never tell you what you'll get beat with to keep you on your toes. My dad gave me 7 with the belt and had me count and say "I won't get attitude with my parents" and by the end I was already a mess. Than came the next lecture about me being disrespectful to my mom. Afterwards my mom got to decide what I got spanked with. She chose... both. They can do that. So first I got 7 with the paddle from my mom, and than I got the full 10 from my dad because he hated when we're disrespectful they both had me count the strokes and say sorry "I'wont be disrespectful" after each stroke; by this point my butt doesn't like me very much. They decided it was time for a break and had me go to the corner. Unfortunately I couldn't help myself and rubbed my very sore butt, and I got some time over my dad's knee. After our break I was lectured about my test. Since I didn't study my dad was really not happy and spanked me with his hand then gave me 15 with the belt. I got the extra 5 for trying to stop the whooping.
After ward came the review where we review everything I had learned during my "lecture". I was then bent over and whipped 20 times with the belt for the "grand finale". During the finale my dad likes to take things nice and slow to make sure the lesson was taught and that I "absorbed" the message being sent. I am always asked questions and have to answer them no matter what kind of condition you or your rear end are in. If you don't answer than he would give you a freebie. If you're sarcastic he would give you 3 freebies. Once you answered he would say okay and and swing for the fences and then you had to count "___ sir". Well by the end of it I had gotten about 25 because I didn't answer him on a couple of questions.
Afterwards my dad said we were done. I then had to write an essay explaining everything and what I could do to not get my butt roasted again (my dad thought my writing was very funny). During the last discussion I was a little upset and a little sarcastic so I got got a another invite up to my parents room for another "session" with a belt I had become too acquainted with. Than I had to go to sleep at 9:00 with a very hot and sore rear end. Lets just say my birthday was not very fun.
Before I hear it this was the only time it ever got this bad, but looking back I am happy that they took the time to correct my behavior. After this my grades never slipped and I got a 4.0 in college, and I was never that disrespectful again. So I think it worked no matter how much my butt hated me by the end.
It started a couple of days prior I had been pretty rude to everyone and had had an attitude for the better part of a couple of weeks. My dad had already taken the belt to my butt a couple of times already and had warned me that any other problems I "was in for a lecture". Well I had taken a math test that week and since I hadn't studied one bit for it I had failed and had to show it to my dad to get it signed. Since he was already in a bad mood because of me I decided not to show him. The next day my teacher called and said I had failed. When my dad asked me about it he was not happy. Not only had I not studied and failed I did not show him the test. That night he took the belt to my butt and as I was bent over he sentenced me to a lecture spanking on Saturday for the last couple of weeks of behavior, and he said "since it's your birthday it'll be very special"; not words you want to hear.
On Saturday my dad woke me up at 9 and told me to get down stairs. After breakfast my mom and dad preceded to lecture me about all of the behavior problems I had been having for the last couple of weeks starting with my attitude to my disrespect to my bad grades. They told me I was in for a very bad lecture. After that I went about my morning doing some chores waiting for after lunch. I couldn't really even eat lunch. After lunch I was lectured again and than put in the corner. 30 minutes later the "grand event" began.
When we got to my parents room my dad told me to "take them off". After my pants were off My dad had me come over to him and bend over. A minute later my boxers were on the ground and my misery began. For about 3 minutes straight my dad just smacked and smacked. One thing you should know even if its with his hand my old man could make us feel every smack he gave us. There were no pauses or moments where he stopped to lecture you. The only sounds in the room were him smacking my butt and me screaming and crying. By the time he was done my butt was already sore and I saw my mom had gotten the paddle and belt.
I than endured the first session for my attitude. After they lectured me for a couple of minutes my dad ordered me to bend over and reached for the belt. See they never tell you what you'll get beat with to keep you on your toes. My dad gave me 7 with the belt and had me count and say "I won't get attitude with my parents" and by the end I was already a mess. Than came the next lecture about me being disrespectful to my mom. Afterwards my mom got to decide what I got spanked with. She chose... both. They can do that. So first I got 7 with the paddle from my mom, and than I got the full 10 from my dad because he hated when we're disrespectful they both had me count the strokes and say sorry "I'wont be disrespectful" after each stroke; by this point my butt doesn't like me very much. They decided it was time for a break and had me go to the corner. Unfortunately I couldn't help myself and rubbed my very sore butt, and I got some time over my dad's knee. After our break I was lectured about my test. Since I didn't study my dad was really not happy and spanked me with his hand then gave me 15 with the belt. I got the extra 5 for trying to stop the whooping.
After ward came the review where we review everything I had learned during my "lecture". I was then bent over and whipped 20 times with the belt for the "grand finale". During the finale my dad likes to take things nice and slow to make sure the lesson was taught and that I "absorbed" the message being sent. I am always asked questions and have to answer them no matter what kind of condition you or your rear end are in. If you don't answer than he would give you a freebie. If you're sarcastic he would give you 3 freebies. Once you answered he would say okay and and swing for the fences and then you had to count "___ sir". Well by the end of it I had gotten about 25 because I didn't answer him on a couple of questions.
Afterwards my dad said we were done. I then had to write an essay explaining everything and what I could do to not get my butt roasted again (my dad thought my writing was very funny). During the last discussion I was a little upset and a little sarcastic so I got got a another invite up to my parents room for another "session" with a belt I had become too acquainted with. Than I had to go to sleep at 9:00 with a very hot and sore rear end. Lets just say my birthday was not very fun.
Before I hear it this was the only time it ever got this bad, but looking back I am happy that they took the time to correct my behavior. After this my grades never slipped and I got a 4.0 in college, and I was never that disrespectful again. So I think it worked no matter how much my butt hated me by the end.
