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Date Posted: 14:54:52 10/04/25 Sat
Did it hurt? The belt i mean, over your clothes. Peeking wasn't the only thing i did, as i often took her things, went through her room, etc, just being an annoying little brother. I do think about it sometimes, along with memories growing up in general. I miss when everything was more simple and we were together, even if it meant spankings.
I know boys are like this, as many of the boys at school and my friends talked about girls and got girlfriends. I was too awkward for that, and shy, and to be honest i didn't like the way they talked about girls, but boys will be boys i guess. This was in elementary, as i said i was sheltered from a lot of things growing up, while others my age had parents that barely cared about what they did, like letting them play action games that my mom would never even let me look at.
The times standing up, which was usually, she was facing her desk. She had a desk in her room she usually did her make up at, and homework. I never saw her get it in the middle of the room, and i was never spanked standing up in general myself. Her hands were usually by her side, or at the desk in front of her. She didn't bend over, but looking on it from her perspective, i would probably also have my hands like that, having something to hold onto. My dad never belted in anger or repeatedly without mercy. I heard someone at school talk about it, like how they were "whipped left and right" and that their "mom didn't stop". I thought that sounded horrible, as it sounded like it was done in anger, but i didn't ask them more questions about it as i was too shy. My mom did spank sometimes in anger, but that was impulsively and with her hand usually, meaning it wasn't that bad. She usually stopped pretty quickly, and got calm. I think that was wrong of her, but i know all parents have a boiling point, and sometimes have a bad day, so i don't blame her.
I think my parents were great, but i understand why my sister would feel otherwise, even if she too felt loved and cared for. I talked to my mom this morning, only for a short while, but it was nice hearing from her. It's very hot in her area right now, so we talked about that, it might sound boring but what mattered to me was hearing her voice. It's nice having someone to talk to about it, and i remember a lot more that way.
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