| Subject: Re: The Spanking And Ambiant Sound- With A Twist |
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Jenny
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Date Posted: 13:25:47 06/27/12 Wed
In reply to:
Kym
's message, "Re: The Spanking And Ambiant Sound- With A Twist" on 08:43:43 06/27/12 Wed
Most of the time justice was handed out right then and there so thankfully (or not) I often did not have those butterfly in the stomach inducing periods waiting for the door to open. There were those trips in the car when I had been foretold of a spanking upon arrival home that had me dreaming up fruitless schemes to try to extricate myself from my ensuing fate. Things like "Okay....I'll promise to do the dishes for a week instead of a spanking...maybe that will work" and "Alright, I'll admit that I misbehaved in the store, but I will point out how good I was afterward so I learned my lesson and don't need a spanking". None of this ever worked. The worst waiting situations for me would be when one of my sisters was being spanked as well as myself and I had the misfortune to be second in line. This went for the times when we were spanked together in the same room as well as in our own bedrooms. I can vividly recall sitting on my bed staring at the closed door and hearing one of my sisters being put through their paces...howling away while the staccato sound of the hairbrush rang in my ears. Once the sound of the brush doing its work stopped I knew I was maybe sixty seconds away from it being my turn and I'd gaze at that doorknob in abject terror for the moment it would turn and Mom would enter carrying the brush. Then I'd revert to a baby, no matter my age, and resort to the futile - though always employed - exhortations for a reprieve and or leniency swearing to never, ever repeat whatever I did to have landed me in the predicament that I was in.
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