I was a brat growing up. My parents were the most permissive you ever saw. They let me get away with anything. They gave me anything I wanted. I had a wonderful life with them. At least I thought so. I could feel some pressure on my rear end. I thought the spanking had begun and felt relieved. I was wrong. Aunt Christine was just getting a feel for my rear. The pressure left my rear and suddenly. No non­sense CP( Cane/Tawse/Strap — no role play nospe­cif­ic dress­ing up) or role-play ses­sion ( headmistress/Boss/Prison offi­ceretc) I can, and I will when the situation warrants it." "I have enrolled you into a very good private school. 99% of its students go to the best universities. They practice corporal punishment as well." That's too early! At home I get to stay up until midnight!" "This isn't home with your parents. You will abide by my rules now." "And if I don't?"

I was unsure of what to do. Something didn't feel at all right. I obeyed. I stripped down to my underpants. Soon my t-shirt and elastic wasteland shorts were on the floor next to me. I sat down again. Now Danny, this can either be a pleasant experience, or it can be an unpleasant one. The choice will be entirely up to you." I was puzzled. "Um.. Ok. But, could you please call me Dan?"I looked at the uniform, at all the buttons on it. I couldn't bring myself to say yes. I just cried. I won't call you 'Dan'. You will always be 'Danny'. 'Danny' is a child's name, that is what you are, is it not?" There was a long pause. I could feel the beating of my own heart. Though I was confident that she wouldn't spank me, I was still a little uncertain. Aunt Christine's face seemed to be fraught with indecision. It seemed to make a decision. She started walking towards me. It wasn't a normal walk though. It seemed very deliberate. My mind told me to run from her. To get away, she wasn't bluffing at all! I tried to run, but my feat were frozen. I was paralyzed with fear. The fear of what she would do. When she reached me, she grabbed my ear, by the lobe. She started to pull me towards the door. Still, scared, I couldn't manage to move my feet. Suddenly, she gave me a sharp swat on my rear. That got me moving. As she marched me up the stairs, she started lecturing me. Prices (for pun­ish­ment ses­sions giv­en to a high stan­dard but with­out com­plex addi­tion­al requirements) Ah, you must be Danny. I've heard a lot about you. Come with me to the car." I didn't know what else to do, so I went with her. Something in her tone compelled me to obey. When we were in the car, I ventured some questions.

I thought that nothing could hurt more than the hairbrush, I was wrong. Before she was done, I was already bawling like a baby. I couldn't stop crying, no matter how hard I tried. Then, she stopped. Ses­sions are con­duct­ed in an atmos­phere of mutu­al respect. Please note I offer dis­ci­pli­nary ser­vices only and no sex­u­al activ­i­ties will take place. Although I don’t cane any­body to pulp, pun­ish­ments are giv­en seri­ous­ly. I am hap­py to pun­ish you on the bare bot­tom but don’t require full nudity. Don't worry, you'll get used to it. Besides, you will be wearing the top part during the rest of the spanking."

I am also a spe­cial­ist film pro­duc­er mak­ing high qual­i­ty dis­ci­pline videos for adult enthu­si­asts. Some estab­lished clients have com­mis­sioned short bespoke films (for exam­ple of their own ses­sion) for their pri­vate use. Please do dis­cuss this with me if it is of interest. I want you to sleep in your uniform tonight so you get used to it." "Yes Aunt Christine." I replied.

Corporal punishment?" I was unfamiliar with the term. "It means that they can spank you at school. And, if you get a spanking at school, you will get one at home from me too. I also expect only straight A's from you. Do you follow?" Danny, we need to talk." she said in her quiet voice. "Not now, at the commercial, and for the last time, CALL ME DAN!!!" was my polite response to her. When the commercial came on, she resumed. "Dan, we need to talk."

I obeyed. It was difficult, but I put it on. She then put the tie on me, knowing that I couldn't do it myself yet.