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Subject: Re: Did you ever deserve it and NOT get it?

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Sonya
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Date Posted: 19:07:44 01/12/25 Sun
In reply to: Jim W to Sonya 's message, "Re: Did you ever deserve it and NOT get it?" on 14:08:26 01/11/25 Sat

Oh my Lord Jim. It's funny you brought up the whole, "You can't tell me what to do." thing. That phrase got me my last spanking. I had mentioned getting my last spanking the week after my eighteenth birthday. Daddy spanked me for backtalking Momma. Telling me I was getting too big for my britches, so I had to pull them down and go over his knee then apologize to Momma. When I turned eighteen, it was like someone had flipped a switch in my head. I was all grown up and nobody could tell me what to do anymore. It all started with Momma asking me to do some laundry and I had an attitude about it. "I was an adult now, how dare she give me a chore to do." I had better things to do. At least that's what I was thinking. So we ended up butting heads. Well Momma was starting to lose patience with me and I knew she was gonna tell me "this is my house, I make the rules here." or something to that effect and before she could say it, I said, "I am an adult now, you can't tell me what to do." As soon as those words slipped out of my mouth, I knew I was in trouble. I felt Daddy put his hand on my shoulder and he turned me around and escorted me from the kitchen to the living room. Scolding me along the way about sassing Momma and my attitude in general. He sat in his chair with me standing in front of him and that's when he told me, I was getting too big for my britches. Then he told me to pull them down and get over his knee. After he spanked me, I pulled my pants back up and he made me apologize to Momma and then I went to my bedroom. He came in later and we had a talk. He let me know this would always be my home as long as they lived, but I was not going to be disrespectful. Wen I read your last post and saw that phrase, it made me think about the night of that last spanking. I thought you'd like to know.

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>Oh my Lord Jim. It's funny you brought up the whole, >"You can't tell me what to do." thing. That phrase got >me my last spanking. I had mentioned getting my last >spanking the week after my eighteenth birthday. Daddy >spanked me for backtalking Momma. Telling me I was >getting too big for my britches, so I had to pull them >down and go over his knee then apologize to Momma. >When I turned eighteen, it was like someone had >flipped a switch in my head. I was all grown up and >nobody could tell me what to do anymore. It all >started with Momma asking me to do some laundry and I >had an attitude about it. "I was an adult now, how >dare she give me a chore to do." I had better things >to do. At least that's what I was thinking. So we >ended up butting heads. Well Momma was starting to >lose patience with me and I knew she was gonna tell me >"this is my house, I make the rules here." or >something to that effect and before she could say it, >I said, "I am an adult now, you can't tell me what to >do." As soon as those words slipped out of my mouth, I >knew I was in trouble. I felt Daddy put his hand on my >shoulder and he turned me around and escorted me from >the kitchen to the living room. Scolding me along the >way about sassing Momma and my attitude in general. He >sat in his chair with me standing in front of him and >that's when he told me, I was getting too big for my >britches. Then he told me to pull them down and get >over his knee. After he spanked me, I pulled my pants >back up and he made me apologize to Momma and then I >went to my bedroom. He came in later and we had a >talk. He let me know this would always be my home as >long as they lived, but I was not going to be >disrespectful. Wen I read your last post and saw that >phrase, it made me think about the night of that last >spanking. I thought you'd like to know.

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