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>The best part of a spanking was the happy, >affectionate and well-behaved boy who woke up the next >morning, but let's look at the spanking itself. > >I liked to see what mood Jack was in when he appeared >for our "talk at bedtime". Would he play the tough guy >and march in or creep in as though he hoped I wouldn't >see him? His attitude at that point often made up my >mind whether I should spank or not. Believe it or not, >I liked it when we could move from the lecture to the >cry and cuddle with no spanking in between. Sometimes >I would say "I'm not going to spank you" and Jack >would burst into tears - little boys are funny >creatures. And let's face it, a 10-year-old in his >pyjamas and bare feet looks adorable whether he is >mutinous or contrite. > >I kept the lectures short, making sure he understood >exactly why he was being spanked - not for having >dirty knees, for example, but for ignoring me when I >told him to wash them. If I found myself giving a long >explanation I took that as a sign that it would not be >fair to spank and instead used it as a teaching >opportunity, though there may well have been a clear >warning at the end of it. I never gave the sort of >lecture where I tore Jack's character apart - words >can hurt more than any spanking. And he was a lovely >boy. Jack told Martin on one of the first times he >took him out that "I try to be a good boy because Mum >has to work so hard." That made me cry. > >I loved the baring and positioning of the bottom. I >didn't stretch out the baring - he was just in his >pyjamas, so one good whisk and his trousers were round >his ankles. Could anything show more clearly who was >in charge than that? He was a good boy about going >over my lap, but didn't naturally get as far forward >as I wanted him, so there was a lot of adjusting to >get his bare bottom just so. And I will admit he had >the most wonderfully cute bottom. I used to think: If >I had a bottom as cute as that, young man, I would >take more care with my behaviour than you do. And I >thought when I eventually took up the hairbrush: I >love you so much, little man, I will even do this for >you. > >The spanking itself was quite a skill. I had to feel >how Jack was reacting, listen to the crying when it >started, watch the colour of bottom and always >remember the offence I was spanking for. But deep >down, doesn't a Mum know when a spanking has been long >enough and when it hasn't yet? > >Let's be honest, the dance is very funny - all that >bending and straightening, rubbing and squeezing, >hopping and jumping, all done bare from the waist down >and with no sense of modesty. At least it gave me a >chance to see that things were developing properly. >One point, Mum must never, ever laugh at a newly >spanked boy. > >And I loved the cuddle - I loved the way that, when >Jack has worked out that no amount of rubbing was >going to put the fire in his bottom out, he came to me >for comfort. I was the one who had reduced this brave >little boy to a bawling snotty mess, and I was the >only one who could put things right. That always felt >special. I could have cuddled for hours after a >spanking, with Jack all hot and damp and smelling of >boy.
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