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Subject: Re: What did you think about?

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Robert
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Date Posted: 20:05:56 03/14/25 Fri
In reply to: Deb 's message, "Re: What did you think about?" on 01:05:15 03/09/25 Sun

I felt hopeless and utterly helpless when I got spanked.

Along with the shame and fear, I'd feel trapped and childish. The inevitability was crushing, There was NOTHING I could do or say to save me from being bare bottom spanked.
Completely powerless to prevent my spanking, right here, right now no matter how sorry I was or embarrassed I was about to be spanked.

Arms stiff, fists clenched in frustration, my pleas to keep my underpants up were futile and I had to just stand there. Repressing every insticnt to RUN and when my buns and boy parts were suddenly exposed I was desperate to cover my nudity but that was against the rules and I had to follow the rules!

I had no choice or influence in whether I got hand spanked, swatted with the wooden spoon or lashed with the belt. All I could do was pray and then take it - spanked, spooned, strapped - completely out of my control.

No matter how I felt about it, the decision about who was going to spank me and who may be watching was made and told to me and all I could do was mutter, "Yes sir/Yes ma'm."

I really didn't want to cry but no matter how hard I tried there was always a point where I'd burst into sobbing and then I'd end up begging and bawling.
And there was nothing I could do after but dance.

From start to finish I was utter helpless.

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> > > I felt hopeless and utterly helpless when I got >spanked. > > Along with the shame and fear, I'd feel trapped and >childish. The inevitability was crushing, There was >NOTHING I could do or say to save me from being bare >bottom spanked. > Completely powerless to prevent my spanking, right >here, right now no matter how sorry I was or >embarrassed I was about to be spanked. > > Arms stiff, fists clenched in frustration, my pleas >to keep my underpants up were futile and I had to just >stand there. Repressing every insticnt to RUN and >when my buns and boy parts were suddenly exposed I was >desperate to cover my nudity but that was against the >rules and I had to follow the rules! > > I had no choice or influence in whether I got hand >spanked, swatted with the wooden spoon or lashed with >the belt. All I could do was pray and then take it - >spanked, spooned, strapped - completely out of my >control. > > No matter how I felt about it, the decision about >who was going to spank me and who may be watching was >made and told to me and all I could do was mutter, >"Yes sir/Yes ma'm." > > I really didn't want to cry but no matter how hard >I tried there was always a point where I'd burst into >sobbing and then I'd end up begging and bawling. > And there was nothing I could do after but dance. > > From start to finish I was utter helpless.

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