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Subject: Attitude, rudeness and swearing leads to a very sore bottom

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Alice
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Date Posted: 04:23:36 08/12/22 Fri

Well, I had hoped it would not happen so soon but I had the opportunity yesterday to try out some of the different soaping methods that others on here have recommended. The lucky (or unlucky!) recipient was Megan.

I’m not sure why but she woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Maybe it’s the insane heat here or maybe her hormones, who knows! Everything Steve (my husband) or her sisters or me said was wrong in some way. She was in one of those horrible moods that you just can’t shake.

At breakfast she slammed her plate down on the table and I told her that she was on thin ice. An hour or so later Steve asked her to take her 3 sets of shoes upstairs as they were cluttering the hallway. This was met with a “FINE” in such a defiant tone that if it had been directed to me she would have probably escalated straight to a spanking then and there. Steve decided to deal with a little less severely and took a hold of her wrist pulled her into him and gave her about 10 hard swats over her leggings. He told her she had best sort her attitude out unless she wanted a really sore bottom.

She did as she was told and went off to her room with a slightly red face (she gets super embarrassed about being spanked, as I have said before she is the sensitive type).

Mid morning I asked if she wanted to go to the pool as I figured maybe a little cooling off might help her mood. She agreed and we headed to the pool at our club at lunch time. Unfortunately the world and his wife had had the same idea with the kids being off school and the heat wave so the outdoor area was packed and they were not letting any new guests into the outdoor pool until some others had left for safety reasons.

Megan is a great swimmer so I suggested we stuck to one of the indoor lanes that were considerably quieter. She huffed and puffed and said it wasn’t fair to be stuck inside on a day like today but after a furious “mum look” from me she got the message and got in. We must have swam about 30 lengths each when I noticed that she had got out of the pool. She was standing at the door to the outdoor area arguing with the lifeguard that some people had left so why couldn’t she go outside. He was kindly explaining that some people had been waiting longer than us and so it was their turn next. Her tone with this poor young chap was shouty and unbearably rude. I was furious with her.

I was out the pool in a flash and went over to them, grabbing her arm. I apologised to the life guard for her unacceptable rudeness. I explained to her that we were leaving and made headway for the changing rooms. At the entrance to the changing rooms there is a large disabled toilet which I pointed at and said get in there now. The look on her face was priceless she started to argue with me but I was not in the mood to be argued with, I pulled her into the room, locked the door and began to pull down her bathing suit. There was a lot of PLEASE MUM NOOOO NOT IN HERE. Once I’d got her swim suit down to her knees I told her to bend over the sink. I probably only gave about 20 hard hand spanks to her bottom and the backs of her thighs but it was enough for her to be yelping.

Given that we are in England and spanking is pretty disapproved of by most here, I figured I had better stop at that but I told her we were not finished and she’d be getting a proper spanking when she got home. She was mortified walking back through the changing rooms with red handprints over the backs of her thighs but I doubt anyone else was paying much attention. I told her to get her shorts and T-shirts back on, over the bathing suit, sharpish and we were heading back immediately.

Her attitude did not seem to change one bit! She got changed but she was still huffy with me. When we were in the car I started scolding about her attitude today and her appalling rudeness to the lifeguard. That was when she made a HUGE mistake. She turned to me and said “OK OK I GET IT MUM NOW JUST F*****G SHUT UP ABOUT IT”. On the inside that comment was like a red flag to a bull but I maintained my composure and just simply said, “You will come to regret that language young lady, you know full well that word is an automatic mouth soaping and a SEVERE spanking.”

We drove home the rest of the way in silence. As soon as we walked through the door, I told her to get both her clothes and her swimsuit off and to get in the corner of the lounge. She tried to argue saying she would have NO clothes on to which I replied that after her behaviour she had lost all rights to modesty and she would follow instructions unless she wanted to make her punishment even worse.

I needed a bit of time to cool off as I was pretty angry so decided she could stay in the corner for a little while until I had simmered down. Steve came down to see what all the fuss was about and when I explained what had happened he was in complete agreement that a thorough spanking was needed. He’s a big softie with them a lot of the time but the one thing that really gets him angry is when the girls are rude to me. He told me to do what I needed to do but she would be getting a few strokes of his belt when it was over.

Following some of your advice I got together the bar of ivory, a wash cloth and the wooden spoon I used when they were younger for good measure. I called Megan through from the living room and she stood, awkwardly trying to cover herself while Steve and I tag teamed through a lecture about being respectful and not cursing. I called her over to the sink and she watched as I sudsed up the soap and the washcloth. I told her to open up but she was resisting so I picked up the wooden spoon and gave her a few scorchers to the backs of her thighs. Eventually she relented and opened up. I started with her tongue, making sure that was fully covered, top and bottom, then I re lathered the wash cloth and using two fingers I was able to get into the sides of her mouth to spread the soap all around in there too. There was a fair amount of gagging but I repeated this 3 or four times, allowing her to spit a little between. Steve continued with the lecture about rudeness and cursing whilst I focussed on the task in hand. There were a few times where she tried to resist so the wooden spoon came in handy numerous times throughout the soaping. Finally I employed my mums tried and tested method of having her bite down on the bar and hold it in her mouth. As much as I had liked being able to reach new places with the wash cloth as was suggested, I didn’t want to skip this part as I know from experience that biting on the bar gets the soap stuck in the teeth and it makes it hard to get rid of the taste, especially when you rake it over their teeth as you remove it. Her face and chest was a mess of soap, drool, tears and snot. I removed the bar and let her spit out the excess soap and wipe her face but did not allow her to properly rinse. She was sobbing as I guided her to the living room for her spanking.

Normally I ask the girls to go and fetch my brush before their spanking but after the intense soaping I figured she could do with a few minutes to calm down so she went to the corner for a few minutes whilst I retrieved the brush.

I sat on the sofa, Steve sat opposite in the arm chair, i called her over and asked if she understood why she was experiencing a severe punishment? She nodded and said that she was sorry for being rude to both the life guard and to me. I gave her a quick hug and explained that I loved her but we will not tolerate that kind of rudeness. I guided her over my lap and began with a flurry of hard hand spanks to her naked bottom. Megan’s a kicker and really likes to squirm and kick over my lap - initially that allowed to to plant some smacks on her inner thighs which I find quite effective but after a while she was becoming difficult to keep on my lap so I locked her legs under mine to secure her in place. Her right arm also has a tendency to reach back to protect her bottom so I held it in the small of her back with my left hand. Once her bottom and thighs were deep pink all over, I picked up my hairbrush and rubbed her stinging bottom with the back of it. She begged me not to use the brush but I reminded her that she’s a big girl now and big girls get the brush in this house.

I went to town with the brush and the cries went from sobbing to hysterical pretty quick. She’s got quite a small bottom so it takes a lot less spanking than with Molly or Maddie to turn both her bottom and thighs deep crimson but this was a severe spanking and it needed to be thorough. I normally spank down one side at a time, overlapping each spank with the last for extra sting, starting at the top of her bottom and making my way down until a few inches above the backs of her knees. I will also pull their cheeks to one side a little to ensure the inner portions of their buttocks also get their share of the action. I finished, as I normally do, with 10 extra hard spanks to her sit spots which will remind her for the next day or two each time she goes to sit down. I let her lay over my lap and sob it out for a while. When I finally let her up her hands went straight to her bottom and she was jumping around but I reminded her that there would be no rubbing until she was done in the corner.

I was surprised when Steve pronounced that she wasn’t finished yet. Then it clicked that he’d said he’d be using his belt on her. This is kind of the nuclear option in our house and whilst it sounds scary, he really doesn’t spank crazy hard with the belt it’s more of a mental punishment than a physical one. He took over and had her bend over the ottoman. He unbuckled his belt, folded it over and gave her ten strokes to her already very sore bottom and thighs. She tried to jump up after the tenth stroke and I suspect that he probably would have stopped there had it not been for her getting up but as she had broken the rule about staying in position he made her bend back over for a further five slightly harder strokes. She was one very sorry girl by the time he helped her up. He gave her a big hug and told her he loved her and I went over to do the same. I asked her if she had learned her lesson and she promised us she had. We sent her to the corner for half an hour whilst we had a coffee in the kitchen although we do periodically check on them to make sure their hands are on their head whilst doing corner time but I think she knew not mess around today! Once the time was up I let her rinse all the horrible soap out of her mouth and we had a big cuddle before she headed up to her room to find some clothes.

It was a pretty harsh punishment for her - probably one of the worst she’s had to date but I will not accept disrespect, rudeness or swearing from any of the girls. I’m so glad Steve supports me at times as it’s hard if you have to be the strict one on your own. Thanks Sarah and Mary for your advice re the soaping before the spanking and using the washcloth - Megan told me a few hours later that it was the worst soaping ever (and so it should be considering what she said) so clearly it did the trick although I guess you always think the last one was your worst!

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Re: Attitude, rudeness and swearing leads to a very sore bottom Mary 05:53:05 08/12/22 Fri

Re: Attitude, rudeness and swearing leads to a very sore bottom -- Alice, 06:26:24 08/12/22 Fri

Re: Attitude, rudeness and swearing leads to a very sore bottom Cherie 08:57:50 08/12/22 Fri

Re: Attitude, rudeness and swearing leads to a very sore bottom -- Alice, 09:49:03 08/12/22 Fri

Re: Attitude, rudeness and swearing leads to a very sore bottom SJ Mom 10:51:44 08/12/22 Fri

Re: Attitude, rudeness and swearing leads to a very sore bottom -- Alice, 02:58:24 08/13/22 Sat

Re: Attitude, rudeness and swearing leads to a very sore bottom -- SJ Mom to Alice, 07:51:04 08/13/22 Sat

Re: Attitude, rudeness and swearing leads to a very sore bottom Anna to Alice 10:56:48 08/12/22 Fri

Re: Attitude, rudeness and swearing leads to a very sore bottom -- Alice, 03:09:52 08/13/22 Sat

Re: Attitude, rudeness and swearing leads to a very sore bottom Candace 13:36:44 08/12/22 Fri

Re: Attitude, rudeness and swearing leads to a very sore bottom -- Alice, 03:26:50 08/13/22 Sat

Re: Attitude, rudeness and swearing leads to a very sore bottom Sarah 19:36:16 08/12/22 Fri

Re: Attitude, rudeness and swearing leads to a very sore bottom -- Alice, 03:57:42 08/13/22 Sat

Re: Attitude, rudeness and swearing leads to a very sore bottom Sandy 04:58:00 08/13/22 Sat

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>Well, I had hoped it would not happen so soon but I >had the opportunity yesterday to try out some of the >different soaping methods that others on here have >recommended. The lucky (or unlucky!) recipient was >Megan. > >I’m not sure why but she woke up on the wrong side >of the bed. Maybe it’s the insane heat here or maybe >her hormones, who knows! Everything Steve (my husband) >or her sisters or me said was wrong in some way. She >was in one of those horrible moods that you just >can’t shake. > >At breakfast she slammed her plate down on the table >and I told her that she was on thin ice. An hour or so >later Steve asked her to take her 3 sets of shoes >upstairs as they were cluttering the hallway. This was >met with a “FINE” in such a defiant tone that if >it had been directed to me she would have probably >escalated straight to a spanking then and there. Steve >decided to deal with a little less severely and took a >hold of her wrist pulled her into him and gave her >about 10 hard swats over her leggings. He told her she >had best sort her attitude out unless she wanted a >really sore bottom. > >She did as she was told and went off to her room with >a slightly red face (she gets super embarrassed about >being spanked, as I have said before she is the >sensitive type). > >Mid morning I asked if she wanted to go to the pool as >I figured maybe a little cooling off might help her >mood. She agreed and we headed to the pool at our club >at lunch time. Unfortunately the world and his wife >had had the same idea with the kids being off school >and the heat wave so the outdoor area was packed and >they were not letting any new guests into the outdoor >pool until some others had left for safety reasons. > >Megan is a great swimmer so I suggested we stuck to >one of the indoor lanes that were considerably >quieter. She huffed and puffed and said it wasn’t >fair to be stuck inside on a day like today but after >a furious “mum look” from me she got the message >and got in. We must have swam about 30 lengths each >when I noticed that she had got out of the pool. She >was standing at the door to the outdoor area arguing >with the lifeguard that some people had left so why >couldn’t she go outside. He was kindly explaining >that some people had been waiting longer than us and >so it was their turn next. Her tone with this poor >young chap was shouty and unbearably rude. I was >furious with her. > >I was out the pool in a flash and went over to them, >grabbing her arm. I apologised to the life guard for >her unacceptable rudeness. I explained to her that we >were leaving and made headway for the changing rooms. >At the entrance to the changing rooms there is a large >disabled toilet which I pointed at and said get in >there now. The look on her face was priceless she >started to argue with me but I was not in the mood to >be argued with, I pulled her into the room, locked the >door and began to pull down her bathing suit. There >was a lot of PLEASE MUM NOOOO NOT IN HERE. Once I’d >got her swim suit down to her knees I told her to bend >over the sink. I probably only gave about 20 hard hand >spanks to her bottom and the backs of her thighs but >it was enough for her to be yelping. > >Given that we are in England and spanking is pretty >disapproved of by most here, I figured I had better >stop at that but I told her we were not finished and >she’d be getting a proper spanking when she got >home. She was mortified walking back through the >changing rooms with red handprints over the backs of >her thighs but I doubt anyone else was paying much >attention. I told her to get her shorts and T-shirts >back on, over the bathing suit, sharpish and we were >heading back immediately. > >Her attitude did not seem to change one bit! She got >changed but she was still huffy with me. When we were >in the car I started scolding about her attitude today >and her appalling rudeness to the lifeguard. That was >when she made a HUGE mistake. She turned to me and >said “OK OK I GET IT MUM NOW JUST F*****G SHUT UP >ABOUT IT”. On the inside that comment was like a red >flag to a bull but I maintained my composure and just >simply said, “You will come to regret that language >young lady, you know full well that word is an >automatic mouth soaping and a SEVERE spanking.” > >We drove home the rest of the way in silence. As soon >as we walked through the door, I told her to get both >her clothes and her swimsuit off and to get in the >corner of the lounge. She tried to argue saying she >would have NO clothes on to which I replied that after >her behaviour she had lost all rights to modesty and >she would follow instructions unless she wanted to >make her punishment even worse. > >I needed a bit of time to cool off as I was pretty >angry so decided she could stay in the corner for a >little while until I had simmered down. Steve came >down to see what all the fuss was about and when I >explained what had happened he was in complete >agreement that a thorough spanking was needed. He’s >a big softie with them a lot of the time but the one >thing that really gets him angry is when the girls are >rude to me. He told me to do what I needed to do but >she would be getting a few strokes of his belt when it >was over. > >Following some of your advice I got together the bar >of ivory, a wash cloth and the wooden spoon I used >when they were younger for good measure. I called >Megan through from the living room and she stood, >awkwardly trying to cover herself while Steve and I >tag teamed through a lecture about being respectful >and not cursing. I called her over to the sink and she >watched as I sudsed up the soap and the washcloth. I >told her to open up but she was resisting so I picked >up the wooden spoon and gave her a few scorchers to >the backs of her thighs. Eventually she relented and >opened up. I started with her tongue, making sure that >was fully covered, top and bottom, then I re lathered >the wash cloth and using two fingers I was able to get >into the sides of her mouth to spread the soap all >around in there too. There was a fair amount of >gagging but I repeated this 3 or four times, allowing >her to spit a little between. Steve continued with the >lecture about rudeness and cursing whilst I focussed >on the task in hand. There were a few times where she >tried to resist so the wooden spoon came in handy >numerous times throughout the soaping. Finally I >employed my mums tried and tested method of having her >bite down on the bar and hold it in her mouth. As much >as I had liked being able to reach new places with the >wash cloth as was suggested, I didn’t want to skip >this part as I know from experience that biting on the >bar gets the soap stuck in the teeth and it makes it >hard to get rid of the taste, especially when you rake >it over their teeth as you remove it. Her face and >chest was a mess of soap, drool, tears and snot. I >removed the bar and let her spit out the excess soap >and wipe her face but did not allow her to properly >rinse. She was sobbing as I guided her to the living >room for her spanking. > >Normally I ask the girls to go and fetch my brush >before their spanking but after the intense soaping I >figured she could do with a few minutes to calm down >so she went to the corner for a few minutes whilst I >retrieved the brush. > >I sat on the sofa, Steve sat opposite in the arm >chair, i called her over and asked if she understood >why she was experiencing a severe punishment? She >nodded and said that she was sorry for being rude to >both the life guard and to me. I gave her a quick hug >and explained that I loved her but we will not >tolerate that kind of rudeness. I guided her over my >lap and began with a flurry of hard hand spanks to her >naked bottom. Megan’s a kicker and really likes to >squirm and kick over my lap - initially that allowed >to to plant some smacks on her inner thighs which I >find quite effective but after a while she was >becoming difficult to keep on my lap so I locked her >legs under mine to secure her in place. Her right arm >also has a tendency to reach back to protect her >bottom so I held it in the small of her back with my >left hand. Once her bottom and thighs were deep pink >all over, I picked up my hairbrush and rubbed her >stinging bottom with the back of it. She begged me not >to use the brush but I reminded her that she’s a big >girl now and big girls get the brush in this house. > >I went to town with the brush and the cries went from >sobbing to hysterical pretty quick. She’s got quite >a small bottom so it takes a lot less spanking than >with Molly or Maddie to turn both her bottom and >thighs deep crimson but this was a severe spanking and >it needed to be thorough. I normally spank down one >side at a time, overlapping each spank with the last >for extra sting, starting at the top of her bottom and >making my way down until a few inches above the backs >of her knees. I will also pull their cheeks to one >side a little to ensure the inner portions of their >buttocks also get their share of the action. I >finished, as I normally do, with 10 extra hard spanks >to her sit spots which will remind her for the next >day or two each time she goes to sit down. I let her >lay over my lap and sob it out for a while. When I >finally let her up her hands went straight to her >bottom and she was jumping around but I reminded her >that there would be no rubbing until she was done in >the corner. > >I was surprised when Steve pronounced that she >wasn’t finished yet. Then it clicked that he’d >said he’d be using his belt on her. This is kind of >the nuclear option in our house and whilst it sounds >scary, he really doesn’t spank crazy hard with the >belt it’s more of a mental punishment than a >physical one. He took over and had her bend over the >ottoman. He unbuckled his belt, folded it over and >gave her ten strokes to her already very sore bottom >and thighs. She tried to jump up after the tenth >stroke and I suspect that he probably would have >stopped there had it not been for her getting up but >as she had broken the rule about staying in position >he made her bend back over for a further five slightly >harder strokes. She was one very sorry girl by the >time he helped her up. He gave her a big hug and told >her he loved her and I went over to do the same. I >asked her if she had learned her lesson and she >promised us she had. We sent her to the corner for >half an hour whilst we had a coffee in the kitchen >although we do periodically check on them to make sure >their hands are on their head whilst doing corner time >but I think she knew not mess around today! Once the >time was up I let her rinse all the horrible soap out >of her mouth and we had a big cuddle before she headed >up to her room to find some clothes. > >It was a pretty harsh punishment for her - probably >one of the worst she’s had to date but I will not >accept disrespect, rudeness or swearing from any of >the girls. I’m so glad Steve supports me at times as >it’s hard if you have to be the strict one on your >own. Thanks Sarah and Mary for your advice re the >soaping before the spanking and using the washcloth - >Megan told me a few hours later that it was the worst >soaping ever (and so it should be considering what she >said) so clearly it did the trick although I guess you >always think the last one was your worst!
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