Re: Saved by the Pigs -- Childhood Spanking Memories

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Subject: Re: Saved by the Pigs

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Bryson
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Date Posted: 12:33:04 03/31/25 Mon
In reply to: Jennifer 's message, "Re: Saved by the Pigs" on 12:12:58 03/31/25 Mon

Jennifer.

How were you strapped? Did you bend over something with your behind bare?

>>This is a spanking memory of mine from when I was
>>around 10 years old.
>>
>>I was on the swim team growing up, and we often had to
>>travel for swim meets. On this particular evening, I
>>was riding in the car with my mom back from a meet. It
>>was fairly late at night, perhaps 11 o’clock. At
>>some point during the drive, the two of us got into an
>>argument and I pushed it a little too far. We were
>>still quite some distance from home, and mom decided
>>she needed to take care of my disrespect right then
>>and there.
>>
>>Mom pulled the car over into a dirt road, with fencing
>>on either side. We were in a rural area and there
>>wasn’t a soul around-or so we thought! Soon, I found
>>myself laying across her lap in the backseat of the
>>car, bare butt exposed to the night air for a
>spanking.
>>
>>Mom got maybe 4 or 5 smacks in before there was a VERY
>>loud snort on the right side of the car, in the
>>opposite direction to the one I was facing. My mom was
>>so startled she screamed, and I started desperately
>>trying to get up in the confined space of the backseat
>>to see what the issue was. On the other side of the
>>fence, checking out what we were doing, was a whole
>>host of pigs!
>>
>>My mom was so rattled she decided to end the spanking
>>there, and we drove away quickly.
>>
>>My mom and I have a great relationship and every once
>>in awhile one of my childhood spankings comes up in
>>conversation. We always have a good laugh about this
>>one.
>I lived on farm growing up I have had my horse kick
>and get upset in his stall when daddy belting me in
>the stables a few times it did not save me though
>since I rode that horse and won som equestrian events
>on him it was understandable he would be upu

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Re: Saved by the Pigs Jennifer for Bryson 13:22:04 03/31/25 Mon

Re: Saved by the Pigs -- Bryson, 14:12:44 03/31/25 Mon

Re: Saved by the Pigs -- Jennifer for Bryson, 14:23:53 03/31/25 Mon

Re: Saved by the Pigs -- Bryson, 05:13:26 04/01/25 Tue

Re: Saved by the Pigs -- Jennifer for Bryson, 11:57:32 04/01/25 Tue

Re: Saved by the Pigs -- Brooke, 13:38:10 04/01/25 Tue

Re: Saved by the Pigs -- Jennifer for Brooke, 14:33:43 04/01/25 Tue

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>Jennifer. > >How were you strapped? Did you bend over something >with your behind bare? > >>>This is a spanking memory of mine from when I was >>>around 10 years old. >>> >>>I was on the swim team growing up, and we often had >to >>>travel for swim meets. On this particular evening, I >>>was riding in the car with my mom back from a meet. >It >>>was fairly late at night, perhaps 11 o’clock. At >>>some point during the drive, the two of us got into >an >>>argument and I pushed it a little too far. We were >>>still quite some distance from home, and mom decided >>>she needed to take care of my disrespect right then >>>and there. >>> >>>Mom pulled the car over into a dirt road, with >fencing >>>on either side. We were in a rural area and there >>>wasn’t a soul around-or so we thought! Soon, I >found >>>myself laying across her lap in the backseat of the >>>car, bare butt exposed to the night air for a >>spanking. >>> >>>Mom got maybe 4 or 5 smacks in before there was a >VERY >>>loud snort on the right side of the car, in the >>>opposite direction to the one I was facing. My mom >was >>>so startled she screamed, and I started desperately >>>trying to get up in the confined space of the >backseat >>>to see what the issue was. On the other side of the >>>fence, checking out what we were doing, was a whole >>>host of pigs! >>> >>>My mom was so rattled she decided to end the spanking >>>there, and we drove away quickly. >>> >>>My mom and I have a great relationship and every once >>>in awhile one of my childhood spankings comes up in >>>conversation. We always have a good laugh about this >>>one. >>I lived on farm growing up I have had my horse kick >>and get upset in his stall when daddy belting me in >>the stables a few times it did not save me though >>since I rode that horse and won som equestrian events >>on him it was understandable he would be upu

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