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Date Posted: 10:28:19 10/09/12 Tue
Here is a slightly different mother-in-law perspective.
My sister and I were spanked, often before family or witnesses as we grew up. In fact most of my cousins were as well. It is just the way things were done.
I married later in life than some and we have raised eight children. Other than when very young, say up to five or six, I never had to resort to the kind of panties and drawers off spanking that were usual in my youth. And even those times when discipline was called for it was limited to a smack on a bare arm or thigh without the necessity of having them strip naked in front of everyone and show all.
I am not sure why I didn't except that the kids weren't that disobedient plus, what may be more important, I do think I was afraid of the feelings I might have if I made one of my daughters be exposed and humiliated by being nude in a public room especially once they began to mature physically. And I think that extended to the boys as well.
I remembered not just my childhood spankings but the way some of my mom's siblings looked at me and my privates on those occasions when I did have to remove all my clothing in the kitchen in front of them. My aunt Ronnie actually seemed to take pleasure in examining my genitalia in those circumstances. And when she did that I would become uncontrollably aroused as she touched m, and she would draw everyone's attention to my thingy sticking out with some smart remarks, some of which I didn't understand at that age.
So, since to my wife bare bottom spankings were foreign and I didn't trust my feelings my children grew up almost never experiencing that kind of humiliation.
However, both my sister, with whom I have always been close, and my cousins did spank their children often in the kitchen after dinner and in front of witnesses, including at times me, my wife and their other cousins if they were present.
Seeing a niece, or even a nephew, once they reached the teen years completely naked and spread legged over my sister's lap did generate exactly the feelings that I feared I might not be able to control were my own sons or daughters over my knee or the armrest of the overstuffed living room chair.
Fast forward a decade or so.
One of my nieces married after becoming pregnant during the later part of her senior year. A major college became out of the question so her new husband and her, and eventually the baby lived at Kathy's house while they began studying at a nearby community college. Both got low paying part time jobs so their tuition, books,clothes and sustenance were heavily subsidized by my sis and her husband. My sister is very generous with all her children and they did quite well, but living at home with the younger nieces and nephews meant that they had to adhere to the family rules. Reasonable curfews were set, maintaining decent grades required, and family chores spread about so everyone had some household projects they were responsible for.
Fred, my nephew-in-law seems like a responsible young man and has stepped up to being a parent as best he can but he was still not 20 years old.
One week, a few years ago, I was visiting them for a few days and we all were seated around the dinner table talking and joking as we ate supper. At the end of the meal my sister was serving some desert while one of the girls was pouring coffee for the adults. My nephew started to get up and excuse himself saying that he had a report or something to do for school.
I can't relate the exact sequence of words but before he was away from his chair my sister asked him to stay as there was a matter that needed attention.
I saw a look of fear in my niece's eyes as she sort of froze in her chair herself. I guess she suspected what was coming.
Grades were discussed and my sister drew attention to a series of "goose-eggs" that were on a report sent to the house from school. A short discussion began and ended with Fred admitting that he had skipped several afternoon classes for some inane reason. Kathy reminded him that while he was working his income was not enough to provide him much more than pocket change and she had written out several checks for his school expenses, his car insurance and I think some decent fitting shirts and slacks for school. Sis pointed out that in reality she was supporting them both and that while she had no real regrets, skipping class and potentially dropping or failing a course was not acceptable.
I remember her asking him if he did not recall having been warned before about his grades, ...... twice. Then she asked him if he remembered what had happened to Joey when the nuns had almost expelled him from his high school. Up til then he had seemed not to take it all seriously and while not disrespectful real contrition was absent. Across the table my niece had gone from anxious, to almost petrified, from alarm to fear about her husband's approaching humiliation.
Fred remembered Joey getting a spanking in this very dining room a few months ago all right but wasn't really forthcoming. Kathy then reminded him that he not only knew the house rules but had agreed to all of them when he decided to live there.
So a no-nonsense command to stand up and unbuckle your trousers, came next, followed by some mumbling stuttering words from Fred, unintelligible to me but understandable in meaning. Something about please, not here in front of everyone.
Of course Lois had seen her new husband naked, probably in great detail, hence the baby, but her sisters, Leah and Lori, plus Joey and the youngest boys had probably not done so, unless by accident.
Kathy watched his delay and asked the rest sitting there what the penalty for disobeying when a spanking was coming and Joey piped up, almost unable to contain his pleasure at being about to see his older brother-in-law getting his comeuppance, ...... " A second spanking the next night." I could see the grin he was trying to hide. His sisters also had smug smiles only partly concealed as they mentally anticipated the show that was about to begin.
Despite the sputtering and stumbling, Kathy just glared at him with the frosty, no nonsense, stare that she must have learned from our mom. He slowly began to unbuckle his belt. His face was turning red and he continued to offer excuses, begging for another chance and making useless pleas that the rest of the family be sent off to, at least do the dishes in the kitchen.
The door between is spring loaded and usually will close behind anyone who passes through. Closed it would have afforded a measure of visual privacy although every sound would be heard by all as it was not a snug fit and if someone got right near the gap between the door and doorjamb, they could see part of the dining room..
No, the offense is against everyone in the family, Kathy said and I could see that Fred had unbuckled the belt and unzipped his fly so that the pants were being allowed to drop.
As soon as they fell to his ankls he was told to unsnap the undies and after another pause he did unbutton the front so they fell also all the way down to his ankles, allowing his semi-erect penis to flop in the breeze. Sis told him to pick up the clothing and fold them neatly over the back of his chair and by then he stopped protesting and just began to do exactly what he was being told to do.
As he turned back to face my sister she asked him if he was planning on playing with himself in front of everyone and as he stuttered a quick weepy "No, ma'am !" he let them fall to his side. I remember my mom asking the same question of me and even of Kathy when she tried to cover her breasts and pubic hair many years ago and could remember the same feeling of total embarrassment.
Well after a few more words, Kathy reached out and guided Fred's lean body into place and his pink heiney became visible to everyone. The girls giggled a little and Joey had a slightly suppressed grin. Lois had said very little beyond something about having warned her husband when she became aware of his class skipping.
Within a couple of minutes his behind was turning red a the hairbrush did its work and he had gone from whimpering, through stifled crying into uncontrollable bawling. When he was finally released and allowed to stand up he hopped about a bit and made no attempt to cover up as his skinny penis flopped from side to side and up and down, ignoring that the girls were all watching and to some extent laughing.
Lois got up and asked her mom if he could be excused and Kathy said that he could help carry the dishes to the kitchen sink and clean the table. Then she could take him and the baby who had been sleeping in a bassinet in the corner to their room. Lois had actually gotten teary eyed as the spanking had progressed.
Over the years I had seen Lois or her sisters being spanked a few times and I knew that she really was humiliated not just during the spanking but when she was given corner time afterward. Lori, by then about seventeen was the wild one and had been spanked several times in my presence alone. She seldom made any overt attempt to cover her breasts or pubic zone, almost parading around after a spanking showing off her red heiney quite freely and brazenly displaying her ever growing breasts as they developed from perky to something that seemed to defy the accepted laws of gravity. Even after being sent to her room she would delay getting dressed and a few times invented (I think) some question to ask me as we passed in the hallway. I remember her glancing down at my groin where her nudity had definitely caused more arousal that I'd like to admit. After all she was at that time a niece and certainly underage.
I later realized that her way of coping with being forced to disrobe completely in front of witnesses was to act as if she didn't care who saw her body and possibly she even relished the reaction she got from males in the family.
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