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>I'm sorry I guess I misread your post Sweetie. As far >as Allison's sister goes, I guess it had to be pretty >embarrassing to be fully exposed as she was in front >of me and Allison. Before I started shaving, I >remembered how embarrassing it was having my pubic >hair exposed when I got spanked. Strangely enough, I >was less embarrassed about frontal exposure after I >started shaving "Down there". > >My Momma was a firm believer in if you get in trouble >at school or at someone's house whether it was a >spanking or detention or whatever, you got a spanking >at home. I had my fair share of both detentions and >spankings at school, just to get my bare butt spanked >as soon as I got home. Fortunately, there were times, >Momma would decide to not give me the spanking at home >after she heard my side of the situation. For example, >I got into an argument with my Seventh Grade History >Teacher about Women's rights. He was a bit of a sexist >pig and I disagreed with his take on Women's Rights. >He got mad one day because, basically I was right and >he was wrong and he didn't like being proven wrong. So >he decided I needed to be put in my place. He took me >out in the hall, got a female teacher from across the >hall, then he gave me three licks. It hurt a little >but I still stood my ground. Like I said on another >thread, I went back into class with tears in my eyes >but my head held high. I took the note home to Momma >and told her up front I got paddled and then I told >her why. She took my side and decided she wouldn't >spank me. > >My experience with the wooden spoon was pretty >limited. I saw another friend's sister get a spanking >that way and I was pretty curious about it. I talked >to my friend and she talked about it, but I didn't >really see how it could be all that bad. I was at home >later and was doing some homework and went to the >kitchen for a glass of iced tea. When I got my tea, I >happened to see a wooden spoon in the drainer. Momma >was in the basement doing laundry and my brother and >sister were outside, so I thought I'd check it out for >myself. I slipped my pants and panties down and gave >myself several good smacks on the butt with the spoon. >I was surprised how much something so small could pack >such a strong sting. I decided to try a few more >swats, but didn't pay attention to Momma coming up the >stairs. I was smacking my butt again and then I heard, >"Sonya Marie, what do you think you're doing?" Yep, >Momma caught me, literally with my pants down, red >handed, and red bottom to match. I tried to stammer >out an explanation. She just took the spoon from me >and said, "So you want to know what it feels like to >get spanked with a wooden spoon? Let's try it." Then >she sat in the chair and turned me across her lap >giving me about a half dozen stingers. Then she let me >up and asked if my curiosity had been satisfied. I >stood there with tears in my eyes, rubbing my butt and >said, "Yes Momma". Then she pitched to spoon in the >sink and gave me a hug. Then she told me, she didn't >want to catch me doing that anymore and that was the >"end" of it. I didn't want anymore experiences with a >wooden spoon after that one time.

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