I Was Spanked By My Babysitter
Before my mom left the house she would often give the babysitter permission to spank me if I am bad. Most of my sitters didn't take her up on this. Maybe they weren't bold enough. Or perhaps it was because I was generally a good kid. They had no reason to spank me.
Only one babysitter took up my moms offer to spank me. She was my least favorite sitter. Bossy and condescending towards me, she was on a total power trip. If she didn't like the way I responded to her orders it could easily escalate into a spanking.
I remember one time she spanked me for something relatively trivial. Afterwards I was crying in my bedroom feeling sorry for myself. Then I had an idea, I would tell my mom about this unfair spanking. Maybe she would fire this mean babysitter?
So the next day I complained about her to my mom. To my disappointment she said "maybe next time do what she says and you won't get a spanking". That evening the sitter arrived. My mom and her bonded for a few minutes. Then before she left my mom said to the sitter "I heard you had to spank my kid last night". She then ordered me to come here. "You better behave tonight and respect Donna (the babysitter). If you are bad not only will she spank you, I'll spank you again when I get home". She left the house and my heart just sank. There was no doubt whatsoever my mom gave the sitter free reign to spank me and continue being a total b*tch to me.
As much as I didn't like this spanking babysitter there are 2 interesting observations. Like my other sitters she was young (she was 17 and I was 10). While the other sitters seemed like friends or older peers coming over, this girl was totally an authority figure and I respected her as an adult. The other related observation is that I felt safe around her. Yes the same person that caused me pain while spanking me gave me a deep seated sense of security. I recall one time she ordered me to go to bed, she was so firm about enforcing my mother's bedtime. As I turned off the light and slipped into bed a pretty powerful emotion came over me. She wasn't just sitting in the house like the other sitters, she was truly watching me, she was doing her job and there was something nice about that.
Only one babysitter took up my moms offer to spank me. She was my least favorite sitter. Bossy and condescending towards me, she was on a total power trip. If she didn't like the way I responded to her orders it could easily escalate into a spanking.
I remember one time she spanked me for something relatively trivial. Afterwards I was crying in my bedroom feeling sorry for myself. Then I had an idea, I would tell my mom about this unfair spanking. Maybe she would fire this mean babysitter?
So the next day I complained about her to my mom. To my disappointment she said "maybe next time do what she says and you won't get a spanking". That evening the sitter arrived. My mom and her bonded for a few minutes. Then before she left my mom said to the sitter "I heard you had to spank my kid last night". She then ordered me to come here. "You better behave tonight and respect Donna (the babysitter). If you are bad not only will she spank you, I'll spank you again when I get home". She left the house and my heart just sank. There was no doubt whatsoever my mom gave the sitter free reign to spank me and continue being a total b*tch to me.
As much as I didn't like this spanking babysitter there are 2 interesting observations. Like my other sitters she was young (she was 17 and I was 10). While the other sitters seemed like friends or older peers coming over, this girl was totally an authority figure and I respected her as an adult. The other related observation is that I felt safe around her. Yes the same person that caused me pain while spanking me gave me a deep seated sense of security. I recall one time she ordered me to go to bed, she was so firm about enforcing my mother's bedtime. As I turned off the light and slipped into bed a pretty powerful emotion came over me. She wasn't just sitting in the house like the other sitters, she was truly watching me, she was doing her job and there was something nice about that.
