Asking for a Spanking

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Spanking was the main punishment in my family but from my early teens my parents started to use grounding sometimes and when they did this they would often offer me the choice off this or a spanking. I normally took the grounding as my spanking were bare bottom and painful, although there were a few times when there was something that I didn't want to miss and I opted to take the spanking off my dad. Your child had an enormous amount of courage to ask a difficult and embarrassing question. Your child had an enormous amount of courage to put their bottom on the line for pain and humiliation. Stings pretty good doesn’t it honey?” Val asked. No shit, I thought. But I certainly wasn’t going to swear – not in my current position! “Yes ma’am,” I answered honestly. It turned out that while we’d been away from the house, the children from the visiting family had discovered a spanking paddle in the basement. Apparently they had been given permission to look through some old boxes for some reason and had found the paddle. All of this at a time when our “goodies” have started to arrive. I am anxious to share what I bought, but that will have to be for another post. Actually, I am more anxious to USE what I bought, but there hasn’t been the right time or right mood to break out the new toys.

Why do you ask? Did you want to try? The paddle’s probably still on the table in the basement.” I said ‘yes please’ as enthusiastically as possible! Val laughed and said: “Come on, then!” The spit in her mouth had gone, her knees went weak as she saw Mummy swell before her taking a deep breath. Her eyebrow lifted and vanished beneath her fringe. She sat down, and opened the envelope. Hon? I know this may sound a little strange, but would you be willing to give me a little spanking? It would be a turn-on for me."It still seems odd to me. I had never asked for a spanking, let alone directed the specifics of a spanking such as asking for OTK or for him to do it harder. I also hadn’t cried like that in a long time and I never cried for the reasons I think I was crying. It is clear to me that it was simply a release of negative energy. All the frustration I felt for the situation and the sadness I felt for my son rushed out of me and was replaced by good vibes. Okay, make that good endorphins! Our friendship is still intact and he now knows everything about me. If I tell him I got spanked for something, he tells me good. There are even times when he tells me I need to be spanked. He is the reason I became open about my submission and spanking. I don't hide it from anyone anymore. I am who I am and I'm not ashamed of it. Did dad require you to strip bare butt to assure it was 'extra good' and painful? He use a belt/paddle/switch or what on your teenage butt?

My mother asked why I wanted her to spank me and blushingly I told her my fantasies while feeling very embarrassed.

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Karen took out the envelope containing the slip….the slip…the white crispy slip, the DETENTION SLIP, and walked gingerly by the stairs and into the kitchen. “Hello Mum. I got this today.” My mother then stopped, put her hairbrush down and let go of my right arm. I was allowed to compose myself for a minute over her knees and was then told to get up and go and stand in the corner with my hands on my head.

Re: I NEED FOR SPANKING How to ask mom for a spanking at age 16 -- Just Saying, 15:56:26 04/18/18 WedShe turned on the TV and sat down, looking for all the world like a regular mum. Only she and I knew that five minutes earlier she had paddled my bottom good and sore. Was it the fact that friends had been spanked & talked about it that prompted you at 8 to ask John to spank you?

Many of you were fortunate. You traded groundings for spankings. In our home if you earned a grounding it always started with a hard bare bottom spanking. If the grounding was for more than a week we were spanked weekly as a reminder why we were grounded. My mother stopped spanking me when I was 13 years old. She felt that I was too old to be spanked over her knees at that age and began punishing me by taking things away from me insteadIt was also a sort of kangaroo court of silly alleged misdeeds from other students. A line formed of the brave and daring. It was mostly boys who got to put a tally mark next to his already signed name but a few girls who would later take the time to use colorful markers and delicately place lettering of their names were also in line. Seeing the few girls get their swats gave me such butterflies in my stomach I could hardly breathe. Then my mother raised her right hand holding the wooden hairbrush and began spanking my bare bottom good and hard. Alterning from left to right cheek I got the spanking I had asked for and I stung bad. Wait out here for me, ok? I'll be out to take you home in a moment, but I need to have a little 'talk' with THESE two, first." She emphasized the word 'these', with a sharp tug on the ears in either of her hands. The girls teared up and started pleading in response, begging that she let them go and promising to be good, but of course, she wasn't buying it. With my timid nod of confirmation, she continued on her way, lecturing my unfortunate friends about how dangerous the fireplace could be to small children. All the way down to the basement, my excitement grew. In my fantasy I had only ever wanted a spanking, but a paddling would be just as exciting. In my head, I kept thinking: “I’m being taken to the basement for a paddling!” This thought still plays a part in my fantasies to this day.