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>Man, hairbrush spankings are the worst. I was hand >spanked by both my parents until I was 13, when mom >decided it was time to tan my bare bottom with her >hairbrush. Half a dozen whacks in, I was in hysterics, >pleading fur her to stop, kicking my feet and arching >my back. She paused just long enough to tell me that >if I fell off her lap, she would not only finish >continue with the hairbrush once I was back over her >lap but would then finish up with a hand spanking, >If endured the rest of the spanking bawling but >managed to limit myself to squirming and yelling at >each impact of the brush on my sore bottom. > > >>I was raised with spankings but after age 12 I had >>only one, by far my worst. When I was 15, I cursed my >>mom in front of my stepdad. He had never given me a >>spanking but was furious and sent me to my room with >>instructions to strip to my underpants. >>When he came to my room, to my horror he was carrying >>a wooden bath brush; almost all my spankings from my >>mom had been with her hand and only a few with a >>slipper. >>I was sitting in my desk chair and he sat on my bed >>and ordered me to come to him. I expected to be taken >>immediately over his lap but instead he lectured me >>and then took hold of the hem of my underpants, >>bringing them down to my ankles before upending me. >>Once I was over his lap, he set in immediately >>spanking me with the bath brush. Alternating from >>cheek to cheek. Within half a minute I was crying, >>begging him to stop, arching my back and kicking. He >>paused only long enough to seize my arms and hold them >>behind my back and then resumed the spanking, at a >>much more rapid rate. He continued for around 5 >>minutes, pausing briefly a couple of times to lecture >>me and question me, before continuing. By the time he >>finished I was absolutely in hysterics, my face wet >>with tears. When it was over he took me off his lap >>and we both stood up; he held on to an ear and >>lectured me again, saying that the next time if there >>was one I would be spanked in the presence of my >>mother. >>After he left, I lay down on my bed, rubbing my deep >>reef bottom fiercely, thoroughly chastened.

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