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Subject: Don't make me stop the car! Author: DannyF [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 20:56:41 09/20/16 Tue When we were traveling, my brothers and I sometimes bickered and received the classical threat "Don't make me stop the car!". It was implied that if we made dad stop the car there would be spankings for the guilty boy or boys. In our case it never happened, though. Did your parents ever stop the car after a threat like that? What happened? [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Derek [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 03:30:02 09/22/16 Thu We heard those same threats. The car was never actually stopped. But the stop the car threat was also a threat of a spanking when we got home. That did happen a few times. We would try to be extra quiet and behave the last part of the drive thinking it would get us out of trouble. That worked sometimes but not others. There were a few group spanking right in the living room when we got home. So the don't make me stop the car had two meanings. Knock it off now or you may get it now or later. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Brad [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 11:51:51 09/22/16 Thu Derek, How did your dad administer group spankings? [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Derek [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 16:56:17 09/22/16 Thu We would get talked to then told to line on on mom or dad's right side. Then we would have to pull pants and underpants down and go over the lap one at a time. It was almost always youngest to oldest in that order. I am sure it would have been a sight 3 boys in line with bare bottoms. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Bradford (Kruithof) [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 12:03:46 02/04/19 Mon Derek...Did your dad always bare your bottoms? Did you get spanked bare hand on bare bottom? Did you 3 boys have to do bare bottom corner time when finished? [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Derek [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 22:48:48 03/11/19 Mon We would be told to line up and pull down our pants. Pull down your pants meant pants and underpants. We would line up on the right side of his lap as he sat on the edge of the sofa. Then one at a time go over his knee for a bare hand on bare bottom spanking. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Rebecca [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 13:18:34 09/22/16 Thu That happened to me and my sisters sometimes .We got it in the back of our minivan or in a public restroom .As a mom I have taken daughters to public restrooms for a spanking. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Lisa [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 12:42:37 10/01/16 Sat I got that threat all the time. I only got it once and if I didn't behave, Dad stopped the car, took ne around the side and whipped me. It happened often unfortunately :( [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Joel [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 01:58:49 10/10/16 Mon Having the car pulled over happened more often than I'd care to admit. Spankings on the side of the road, rest stop, or in the car were most certainly not just a threat. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Jonathan [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 17:25:08 10/10/16 Mon I recall my mother and aunt making threats like that while we were going somewhere. My parents separated and then divorced when I was 7 so I don't recall any long trips with both my parents, but my mom and aunt took the three of us and my cousin on trips together quite a few times. Eddie was a of couple months younger while my sister and little brother were 2 1/2 and 7 years younger. So for trips it was either the four kids in the back or the three of us in back when Robby was very little and in my mom's or aunt's lap up front. (Yes that kind of thing was common pre-seat belts.) As you can imagine this arrangement led to a number of times when one or more of us were in trouble. Most often it was Eddie and I squabbling or the two of us picking on Maggie that led to spankings. Most of our traveling was in our home state of Michigan or just over the border to the Indian Dunes or similar places, and virtually none of this was on Interstate highways (in fact those weren't even authorized until I was 7 though some parts of it like the Indiana Toll Road were already built and just given I-# designations.) So there were always places alongside the road to pull over into. And believe me those got used. Often this was just a small area with a small parking lot for a scenic view or a picnic table. The worst times were when someone else was there or arrived son thereafter because Mom and y aunt didn't care if anyone else was around, your pants and undies were both coming down for a spanking. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Annie [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 20:25:18 12/28/16 Wed Heard this many times growing up and the car was pulled over several times for one or more of me and my sisters to get spanked. Obviously this was on road trips, if anything happened in the car locally we were made to wait until we got home. But when we were in the car for long trips - If a rest stop was close by someone would be promised a spanking and then the dreaded silence with a whimpering child would commence as we waited to pull off the road. Those spankings often happened in the bathroom by mom or right there at a picnic bench by either parent. If not then sometimes they would pull off on an exit and find a good pace to stop but if we were on a back road my dad had no shame spanking a naughty bar behind on the side of the road. Whenever we went on road trips it was known that mom's hairbrush was easily accessible in the glove compartment but a hand spanking or worst of all a belt whoopin' from dad were all on the table. The most memorable of these road trip spankings for me was when I was about 11. I was grumpy, anxious to get out of the car, being lippy. I was sitting behind my dad and were on one of those back roads and I finally pushed him over the edge. He pulled the car off of the road and I knew i was in for a spanking so when he got out of the car I locked the door, which did NOT help the situation. He unlocked the door and i stupidly locked it again. At that point he took off his belt and promised to spank me so hard to I'd be sore for the whole vacation if I locked the door one more time. I smartly did not but he yanked me out of the car and started wailing on my behind. I must have gotten a dozen licks before he slammed the door shut, yanked my shorts and panties down to my feet and had me put my hands on the door and bend over for the rest of my spanking. I think one of the reasons that sticks out to me is because an hour or so later we stopped at a gas station and we all got out to stretch our legs and I still had red welts on the back of my thighs and I was still made to get out and go to the ladies room with my mom and sisters and I was so embarrassed. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Derek [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 20:26:26 12/30/16 Fri That must have been seriously embarrassing. That is the age when we were all sure we were too old for spankings but knew a spanking was still very serious business. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Anne [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 06:06:01 01/08/17 Sun It was absolutely mortifying. It did not help one bit that my 14 year old and 6 year old sisters got a front row seat too. I remember getting back into the car and trying to lift my legs up to try and rub out the sting while my older sister held back giggles and teasing me. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Bernardo [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 03:48:56 10/03/17 Tue That menace happened a couple of times but only became a reality once. Long story short I intentionally spilled soda inside a van and I got a public spanking in a carwash. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Kevin [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 19:52:15 10/03/17 Tue It was definitely not just a threat. Fortunately it was usually out of sight of others, but we learned quick that it was a warning that if we kept up what we were doing (usually reserved for something that would distract the driver), we'd get tanned and good. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Dan [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 04:26:06 10/05/17 Thu This was threatened more than it happened but it still occurred quite often. Eventually, I learned to do what my parent's told me and keep my hands to myself. Once I learned to not get drawn into my younger brothers squabbles I avoided this event more often. Being a spectator was much better than being a participant! [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Em [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 15:04:32 02/02/19 Sat Wow. Reading these responses i was struck with how differently my parents approached discipline. They didn't believe in making repeated threats or repeated warnings. They just told us to stop (squabbling or whatever) and if we didn't comply right away the next step was a spanking. Not another request to please behave. And if we did something really bad like if I pinched my sister to talked back to my mom then there was.no warning, I would be over my mom's lap getting spanked. If it happened while in the car then if we were close to home the discipline would take place at home. But if not my mom or dad would pull into a parking lot or rest stop amd spank us in the back seat of the car. My mom actually carried a wooden spanking spoon in her purse for just such occasions. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: peterK50 [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 06:13:51 02/06/19 Wed Driving along with my dad he was listing to a ball game & I kept changing the channel to rock music. Finally he said "You're asking for it Mister", & I was pretty smug that I was safe. Finally he pulled into a rest stop & there about 20 yards away was a gaggle of picnic tables with maybe a dozen people having lunch. "Do you want your bare fanny spanked over there?" he pointed. I slunk down in my seat & mumbled, "No Sir". "Okay then, no more BS". I dodged that bullet thank goodness. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Anna [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 16:23:10 12/12/19 Thu We had a hairbrush that stayed in the car. Mom had one in her purse and we knew not to cross the line [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Adam [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 16:00:14 06/09/19 Sun My dad did actually stop the car once when we were traveling to the Wisconsin Dells. I don't remember how old I was, maybe 8 or 9. I guess I had been misbehaving in the car and my dad finally pulled over on the side of the highway. I opened my car door and was telling me to get out. Thinking back I think I feared being left on the side of the highway while he drove away. I kept refusing to get out. I ended up getting the front of my thigh slapped and he shut the door, got back in the car and continued down the highway. Once we got there and got checked into the hotel my mom and sister left the room, I later found out she took my sister to the playground at the hotel. I had to stay back and was spanked with my dads hand for my behavior back in the car. When he finished and I finished crying he took me outside and I was allowed to play on the playground as well. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Travis [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 10:26:36 11/12/19 Tue Only happened once- normally verbal warnings were enough, and if even that wasn't enough then taking our personalized spanking sticks out of the glove compartment worked. The time it happened my older sister was 13, I was 12, and my younger sister was 11, and we were driving back from Wisconsin Dells in a tiny sedan with broken air conditioning . What's more we all had deep, aching, crimson sunburns from a day at Noah's Ark. We were all wearing our swimming suits due to the heat and to minimize the amount of clothing brushing against our skin. There were a few spats that were calmed by warnings. Our parents wouldn't buy us pop, but we all had huge glasses of ice water from the previous stop. Then we hit a bump and my younger sister in the center accidently dropped the entire glass in my older sister's lap. Who that she had done it on purpose and threw her glass at the younger sister, although most of it hit me instead. I grabbed my older sister's pigtail braids and pulled as hard as I could. Then an all out brawl erupted- hair pulling, raking fingernails down sunburned skin, pinching, slapping, smashing lips into braces. Mom got our attention by slamming down one of the spanking sticks onto the dashboard. Then we were quiet until dad pulled off into a rest area. Mom took us into the building one by one to deal with us while dad guarded the other two and made sure no one approached the building. My younger sister went first and emerged crying uncontrollably with her sit spot and the portion of her bottom that her one piece swimming suit revealed a much deeper scarlet than it had been from being sunburned. Then it was my turn. With a boy's swimming suit I though I had the advantage here (spankings were, except for two occasions, always done through swimming suits or underwear) with a thin layer over my entire bottom and upper thighs and not having them sunburned, but she likely just spanked harder to compensate. Although she didn't neglect the upper thighs and sit spots she paid particular attention to the upper bottom, the part you put pressure on sitting in a car. I don't remember much about when it was my older sister's turn, except for having seen us she was crying hysterically before she was even led into the building for her spanking. From then on the rest of the trip, there was nothing but silence from the back seat of the car, except for one, two, or three yelps whenever we had a pothole. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: Don't make me stop the car! Author: Gary Steven [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 11:54:20 11/17/19 Sun My brother picked on me a lot which lead to a lot of bickering. On family trips especially. After a couple of warnings, mom would be tired of the bickering. She would have dad pull the car over. She would open the door and get out of the car, make my brother and I climb out of the back seat. Then she would sit on the seat with the door open and us standing beside the car. One at a time, starting with me since I was the younger of the two, we each got our pants and underwear pulled down to our ankles and went across her lap for a hard bare bottom spanking. After the spankings, we were both bawling and struggling to pull our pants up while we got back in the back seat. It would make for an uncomfortable ride no matter where we were going. But there was no more bickering, just two very sorry little boys sniffling and sobbing. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]