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This is brilliant! Your wording and brilliant sayings tell it like it is.
"Over-the-knee, bare bottom spankings are all about teaching a hard and painful lesson and an embarrassing one to boot. As I have said many times, I dare you to show me the teenage boy or girl who wouldn't benefit from being taken over their mother's lap with his underpants pulled down for a good, sound bare bottom spanking."
That is one of my favorites.
I know what you mean when you say your boys have Scandinavian white bottoms, my boys have English white bottoms that mark and show my hand prints very quickly.
>This has been a weekend of spankings here at our home.
>I spanked my 16 year old not long ago and 18 year old
>yesterday, it was Aaron’s first spanking since
>turning 18 on Feb. 20th and his 2nd spanking this
>year. Steven turned 16 on May 10th and it was his
>first spanking since the end of April. The two of them
>went through the spanking time machine.
>Over-the-knee, bare bottom spankings are all about
>teaching a hard and painful lesson and an embarrassing
>one to boot. As I have said many times, I dare you to
>show me the teenage boy or girl who wouldn't benefit
>from being taken over their mother's lap with his
>underpants pulled down for a good, sound bare bottom
>Aaron was spanked Saturday afternoon for his
>continued disrespectful backtalk and sass even
>continuing to do so after I had threatened him with a
>spanking, I reminded him that just because he reaches
>a certain age that doesn't mean he is automatically
>too old to be spanked! When I said that, Aaron was a
>little surprised because as I said, it had been 5
>months since his last spanking.
>As you can guess, he didn't take that warning all too
>well and then started to sass and backtalk again,
>telling me he was too old. Well, it certainly sounds
>like you are overdue I told him. Then you are getting
>a spanking, right now! All I heard from him was he was
>too old, he doesn’t need to be spanked anymore. I
>made it clear to him that he better remember whom he
>is speaking to, and that I can very much spank him,
>and that I am going to do so right now!
>I told him that he was going to get a good hard and
>long spanking, something he's apparently needed for a
>some time now. He was quiet and submissive just
>telling me as I sat on his bed and brought him close
>to my lap “ok let’s get this over with”, not in
>a sassy tone but just as a matter of fact knowing he
>had ands was going to be spanked and was resigned to
>it, I also believe he thought he could handle it. The
>spanking itself didn't open up those floodgates for
>most of my hand spanking he was trying hard not to
>cry. Towards the end of my hand spanking, is when
>those real tears and crying started and he began to
>bawl as my hand made it’s tour of his ample bottom,
>sit spots and upper thighs, spanking every inch of
>said bare bottom and very well I might add, my hand
>prints spanking on his stark white skin turned it a
>And he just got louder during the hairbrush portion
>and it didn't take long for him to revert to when I
>spanked him at 8 yrs old as the brush took it’s
>unfriendly tour of his helpless bottom- one cheek, the
>other cheek, down through his sit spot, and right
>across the center and both cheeks again and picking a
>spot delivering 5 consecutive spanks then going back
>to making the tour. As I go from ‘mom to mommy’
>again, I do smile a satisfied smile as he did did go
>through that ’spanking time machine’ knowing I
>have administered another successful spanking. With my
>height, and being strong for a woman, I was able to
>manage Aaron just fine this time.
>Steven was spanked his morning not long ago when we
>got home from church, looking back I probably should
>have spanked him before we left, that’s when his
>attitude started, “I don’t feel like going to
>church” and his attitude, snarky behavior, as
>Candace so aptly coined the phrase ‘his teenness’
>was going to get him spanked. Something I could not
>wait to do and was looking forward to spanking him on
>the ride home. He was told he would be spanked when we
>got home and even as a new 16 yo he got the watery
>eyes but was quiet until we got home and the apologies
>and promises started.
>I sent him to the couch to wait for me to come spank
>while I went to change. As I returned and heading to
>him and the couch he was rubbing his bottom with one
>hand as he was nervously walking back and forth,
>seeing me with my brush he started with the apologies
>and had that deer in the headlights look. As I headed
>to him and brought him to the couch where I took a
>seat I thought he looks and sounds as he did at 10.
>As always with both boys I waited to lower their
>underpants until they are in position over my lap, as
>I did so with Steven, feeling his bottom become bare
>he immediately stiffened his body out straight and
>flexed his bottom and reached back to cover it, I
>thanked him for doing so as I grab his arm and pinned
>it to his back, I paused while scolding as I enjoyed
>the view of his high rounded and muscled, dimpled
>bottom cheeks, the same Aaron, increasing my want to
>spank. Steven was shocked right from the start of much
>my hand spanking hurt, I got the gasp as well as I
>gave very fast, hard, hand spanks, with the pleading
>“I’m sorry’s, won’t do it again” please
>that’s enough and so on and crying came fast and
>loud as I turned his Scandinavian white bottom, pink
>then red with my hand spanks.
>Then my hairbrush had turned him into a little boy as
>with his brother he was of course unable to keep from
>loudly crying uncontrollably, as the brush took it’s
>unfriendly tour as well on Steven’s bottom, and I
>once again went from ‘mom to mommy’ again, as I
>smiled that satisfied smile.
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