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>Hi, I'm Billy and I am 15 now and in high school and I >still get spankings over my mother's knee like two to >four times a month, and she uses her hairbrush to >spank and I end up bawling good and hard every time. > >In the Catholic school I went to in Alabama from >kindergarten through 4th grade, the nuns were very big >on spanking hands of both boys and girls with a short >strap they used that was about a foot long. You'd have >to hold out one hand and the nun would spank that, and >then you held out the other and she spanked that, too. >Both boys and girls would break into tears before the >nun stopped, and like all of the nuns did this. > >Hand spanking some of the kids like that was an >everyday thing at that school and it was rare that one >or two kids didn't get a hand spanking in each class >hour. And often as we were filing out for morning and >afternoon recess, most nuns would stop at least one or >two boys or girls and spank their hands while the >other kids went outside. > >I hated getting my hands spanked but since we saw it >happening every day all the time, I got so I actually >liked to watch the nuns spank kids until they broke >into tears. I liked watching the boys get it, but I >especially like watching the girls. That seems weird, >doesn't it, but it is true. > >I did not have sisters so there was something about >seeing a pretty girl hopping from one leg to the other >and crying as she got her hands spanked really hard >that excited me even when I was only 6 or 7 and even >if I was waiting to get my own hands spanked. > >I always thought that the fact that I liked watching >the girls spanked was a secret, but one nun--my >favorite teacher--had definitely noticed. I have a >vivid memory of one day when I was 10 and in the >fourth grade (my last year at that school) two girls >were told to wait as we went out for recess and then I >was pulled out of line also. With only us left in the >classroom, that nun spanked the hands of both of the >girls first and she really had both of them bawling >when they ran to the door shaking their hands like >crazy as they went out. > >Then when I stood in front of her she said, "You >really enjoyed that, Billy, didn't you? Watching those >two pretty girls get spanked good and crying hard like >that." And I know I blushed sandy hair right down to >my toes and my eyes must have looked like saucers, but >then she said, "That's alright, Billy! Perfectly >natural. You'll made a good spanking father some day." >And with only us in the classroom then she proceeded >to spank my hands twice the usual amount while I >literally howled and bawled and danced up and down, >and when she stopped, she pulled me up to her and gave >me a big hug and said, "The extra spanks were because >you enjoyed yourself so much when I spanked the >girls." And she just laughed and gave me a push toward >the door. > >Until the end of that year I kept hoping she would do >that again--keep me there with a couple of girls to >spank first--but she never did. Boy, I loved that nun, >and I was doubly crazy about her after that day, but >then we moved that summer and I never saw her or that >school again. Billy

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