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Date Posted: 09:54:24 12/23/13 Mon
One wonders, being that we are now in the 21st Century, if a sixteen year old boy should still be getting spanked. If you find yourself agreeing that there are times when a spanking is age appropriate then ask yourself this question: if the boy is to be spanked, is being spanked on his bare bottom within the realm of acceptability, or is that an antiquated idea from an era gone by. Finally, let me add this to the equation: if you have answered in the affirmative all that has been proposed so far, should any teenage boy, even one who is still subject to being spanked, be spanked by his mother, or even in front of her, for that matter.
The reason I ask is that I was over at my cousin's house last week and their sixteen year old son, my nephew Scott, was acting up, throwing a teenage fit because he had been told chores were to be done before he could go out and run around. Finally he pushed his father just a little too far, and it was on. David, Scott's dad, told him, in his deepest voice that he had been warned what would happen if he kept this up. Talk about a sudden change in attitude. All of a sudden Scott went very quiet and what words he used were polite, as in sir, and said with a real tone of respect.
David simply grabbed him by the arm and led him to the closest chair, telling Scott he should have been acting and talking like this all along. Got to admit, Scott sure was agreeing with his father. Well, that and begging for a second chance. Not to mention he was looking at me and turning all sorts of red before turning back to his father and, in a voice that was as urgent as it was strained, kept repeating the same two statements over and over again. That he was sorry.....and "please dad, don't!"
Sitting down in a chair, and in this accentuated voice, David slowly told Scott to zip-it-up. He had brought this on himself. Then, without warning, reached out and undid the boy's jeans and in one swift movement pulled his jeans down until they were bunched at his ankles. You could tell this greatly embarrassed the boy, he was all sorts of weird sounds. At that point David looked at his son and briefly told Scott that I knew that he was spanked, and that he had all but 'asked' for a spanking, so if being spanked bothered him all that much, he should have considered this before throwing his fit.
Scott might have been red before, now he was turning shades of bright pink. His dad, again without warning, placed his hands on Scott's underwear and with an ease of movement that spoke of practice, lots of practice, simply pulled out, just enough, then down. First revealing a healthy and normal teenage package, before taking notice of long limbs that were still forming. Soft hairs on his calves, the beginning traces of hair on his thighs. Scott's face looked hot to the touch and I noticed his eyes were now staring down, straight down.
A few quick if stern sentences, that was the extent of Scott's lecture before David told him to get over his knee. To say Scott looked very small and very humble is an understatement. And he answered not in words, but with a giant gulp that left his Adam's apple bobbing. I had expected this to be an awkward moment. After all, Scott was really shooting up and getting close to his father's height. However, Scott was over his father's knee in one smooth motion. So smooth and quick, had I blinked, I might have missed the process.
I hadn't seen Scott spanked in a number of years, he was prepubescent the last time I had witnessed him being punished, so I sure was surprised when David started to spank him with just his hand. Even so, David's hand on bared skin was making quite the impact. Loud sounds that left faint hand prints behind when he raised his hand back up. Also David was taking his time. There was no rush or flurry as I had expected, instead it was just one very hard smack followed by another. Smacks that were as steady and rhythmic as an old clock ticking off time.
One hand smack followed by another, followed by yet another, and just when it was reaching the point where I thought David was wasting our time, Scott began to react. Sound came first. Small "ughs" that were faint. Small sounds that soon gave way to swaying as the boy was now reacting to the heat David was slowly building. Next came the signs I had expected much earlier, where Scott was all motion across his father's lap and sound gave way to words as Scott humbly pleaded his father to stop spanking him. Soft pleas that sounded so childish that, had I closed my eyes, Scott could have been ten again.
Amazing how quickly a boy goes from soft and humble words to loud and heartfelt begging. Or at least Scott sure did. I guess all of his willpower had gone into remaining quiet and once the point was reached that he had no choice but to verbalize, there was no internal wall left to hold it back, so the words came rushing out in a torrent. Words such as, "Please dad! Gawd, I am sorry!" followed by deep chokes, before spitting out, "I said I am sorry! I will watch my mouth dad. I swear!" David had no reaction other than to keep on swatting, slowly and methodically.
The point was reached where Scott was unable to control himself. He was now screeching at the top of his lungs and had thrown his hand back to cover. Scary how easily David pinned his son's arm against the small of his back. Just as surprising, to me anyway, was the way David seemingly knew exactly when Scott was going to throw his hand back. David's hand was ready and waiting, much like a catcher snagging a throw then tagging out the runner, that is all the thought that went into David grasping his son's arm out of the air and laying it against his back.
Scott suddenly let out with this huge yell, his last stand before moist and broken words gave way to true tears. Words to all tears in the time it takes one to snap their fingers. As soon as the true tears came, so did the change in his body language. One last buck, one that left him laid out parallel over his father's knee, before slumping. All but burying his face into the floor and crying. Nothing more, nothing less, just crying. Loudly and deeply. A few minutes later and David stopped with the swats.
It was while David was giving Scott time over his knee to let the tears out, that a slow dawning of realization came over me. My cousin Deena, Scott's mom, had never left the room. I suddenly felt slightly flushed, as if all embarrassed for Scott. Instinctively knowing had that been me at fifteen, I would have been struck dumb in shame. Glancing her way, I was taken aback by how at ease she looked. As if this was nothing more than watching one of her afternoon soap operas. Combine this with the fact that Scott had never focused his attention on her and it stated that his mom seeing him bare, much less spanked, was nothing new for either of them. Now that, that surprised me.
Watching as David helped Scott up and to his feet I couldn't help but to feel the small smile tugging at my lips. There is something 'cute' in the way a spanked teenage boy sways when first to his feet. It is the same kind of smile one uses when witnessing a child taking his first steps. Of course the moment balance is re-established the teenager becomes a virtual whirlwind. Scott was no different. Lots of rubbing with small jumps and dance steps back and forth. How Scott could see to move like this, much less through wet eyes, is beyond me.
Finally David told him to come here and Scott all but ran the few steps between him and his father, until he was standing in front of him, all but attention, as he continued to rub his bottom. Normal enough that, but all that rubbing, even while at attention, and the way Scott's stuff was swinging back and forth was eye catching. Even flopping up and down as he rose onto his toes, then fell back onto his heels. I was stunned that he wasn't more flush with shame. His mom was sitting to David's side and had a bird's eye view of this show. So no way Scott wasn't aware of this fact. Yet neither acted as if this was any big deal.
David gave Scott a brief lecture, then told the sobbing boy to get into the corner, and to stay there until he was allowed out. Turning Scott around David gave him one very hard smack on his bottom, saying, "And I want you to think about your behavior while in that corner. Understand me?"
Scott sure did. Or so I assumed, as he all but screamed out "Yes sir." in response, before darting to the wall and leaning against it. Amazing how even a teenager takes on the look of a small boy when hugging the corner.
No way of knowing just how embarrassed or aware Scott had been of me witnessing his spanking, but the occasional small sound of caught protest said he sure was aware of the conversation occurring at the table. Once Scott was in the corner I had broached the subject of teenagers and discipline and spankings in general. The first part of the conversation went as expected. In other words, Scott is still spanked, and spanked with regularity. Or as Deena so bluntly phrased it, "If Scott ever goes for a month without being spanked, that'll be the first time in his life."
While it was no longer a surprise, finding out that my cousin still spanks and punishes Scott with regularity herself, the manner in which she does so brought forth small flutters of self aware horror from the corner. And never more so then when Deena went on to tell me how just last week Scott had found himself bared and over her knee and soundly spanked with her hairbrush. Seems the boy had copped an attitude with her and had been warned to watch it, or else. One more warning was given and when that didn't work she had Scott strip down to his birthday suit. Deena all but laughed at my wide eyed expression before going on to state, "Sure he was embarrassed, but no more than I was by the way he was talking to me. Then rhetorically asked, "Do you know how messy it gets washing a boy's mouth out." Before dryly adding, "Besides, he was going to be bared for his spanking anyway, so what's the big deal." How do you argue with that logic. Still, I wasn't sure how to react to that visual of a teenage boy naked and leaning over the kitchen sink as his mother holds onto his ear, forcing him to stay in place, while she washes his mouth out. All of this to be followed by a sound bare bottom spanking, over her knee no less.
The more we talked, the more I found myself asking many of the same questions I asked you at the beginning. Such as was she correct in doing so, or should she have waited until her husband got home and let him handle the situation. Or if she is going to spank her son, isn't he at the age where maybe he should be bending over a chair or something instead of going over her knee. And considering his level of maturity, maybe he should be keeping his underwear on when his mother is present, even more so if he is to be spanked by her.
Towards the end of our conversation I found out that in their household any time Scott is spanked, it is always followed by corner time. Period. While I have no qualms in using the corner as a punishment, especially in lieu of a spanking, I am torn on the idea of putting a teenager in the corner without at least letting him pull his pants up first. It seemed to me, or did that day anyway, that the corner is the most childish of punishments and should only be used on a teenager when a point absolutely has to be made. For example, he was drinking and driving. I found myself thinking that in my household, should I ever have a kid, (and if I do, that will be after I turn thirty) he will know that he is subject to being spanked for as long as he lives under my roof. And damn right I will spank him bare. However, all of his spankings will be private affairs between me and him. Alone and in his room.
I brought a couple of these questions up to David and Deena and they both acted as if I was the one who wasn't thinking clearly. Their opinion was that if Scott needs a spanking, it needs to be done then, there and on the spot, none of this 'waiting for your father to get home' business. David especially was against the 'wait for your father to get home' nonsense, as he put it. Asking me why, if Scott has two adult parents, only he should have to play the heavy. Ok, the man does have a point there.
Our last topic was spanking Scott in front of others. I was told that only happens in front of family and close friends and that if Scott didn't want this to occur, all he has to do is act accordingly. That the embarrassment of being spanked in front of others is no more of an embarrassment to him, than the embarrassment they feel when he is acting up in front of others. Such as his teenage fit in front of me today.
Also Deena and David admitted that they made no secret of the fact that they spanked Scott and while true, less than a handful of his friends had actually seen him spanked, it was a safe bet that all of his friends, at one time or another, had heard them threatening him with it, and that only an idiot wouldn't know they were serious when threatening.
Eventually a very red faced Scott was called out of the corner and given a short but stern lecture before being allowed to pull his pants back up. Pants that he pulled up quickly. Very quickly. What got me thinking though was his behavior for the rest of the day. Instead of sulking or pouting, like I surely would have at that age, he was as polite and well mannered a young man as you would ever want to meet. Leaving me to ponder this question, one which I have still haven't answered to my satisfaction:
Are Scott's parents correct in disciplining him this way, or could have the same results been achieved using different methods.
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