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Subject: Re: Were you switched growing up?

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Sonya
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Date Posted: 04:42:09 09/08/25 Mon
In reply to: Sarah 's message, "Were you switched growing up?" on 12:38:23 09/07/25 Sun

I was, once. That was one time too many.

I was six years old and was at Granny's house with Momma. She had a couple of things she had to do and asked Granny if she minded watching me. While I was there Granny got mad at me and I'm still not sure why, but when she started fussing at me I told her I didn't do anything. She got even madder and said I was backtalking her. She dragged me outside by my ear and told me, "You're just like your Momma sassing me." Then said, "I'm gonna give you a whippin." She dragged me out into the back yard to an old willow tree. She let go of me and broke a switch off of the tree and stripped the leaves off of it. I was starting to get scared crying and asking what I did wrong. She told me to take my shorts and panties off. I did as she said, then she grabbed me by my left arm and started whipping my bare butt and backs of my legs hard. I was jumping, kicking, and trying to get away and she just kept hitting me anywhere the switch landed, while I was struggling and screaming at the top of my lungs. When she finally stopped whipping me, she broke the switch and walked into her house and left me laying on the ground bawling. It wasn't long after that, Momma got back. I heard the car but I didn't go in the house. I was afraid to be around Granny. I was also afraid I was gonna get spanked by Momma since I did something to deserve a whippin'. I had just gotten my panties and shorts back on when Momma came out and found me on the porch. I was standing looking at the Willow Tree still crying. She said, "Baby I got you a..." She saw the welts all over my legs and my arm and said, "Sweet Jesus did Granny do this to you?" I nodded and she turned me around and pulled my shorts and panties down. I thought she was gonna spank me too, and I begged her not to spank me. She said, "Honey, I'm not gonna spank you, I just want to see what she did to you." She had me turn around and saw the welts on the front of my legs too. Fortunately she didn't hit my belly or crotch though there were a couple of welts near the top of my right thigh. Everywhere that switch landed felt like I was on fire. Bless Momma's heart, she was trying to stay calm, but she red faced and in tears. Granny came out and Momma turned to her and said, "What did you do Momma?" She said, "She was sassin' me and I gave her a whippin." Momma said, "I just checked Sonya out and You're lucky Momma, cause' If I'd seen one drop of blood, you and me would be going at it right now!" She tried to stay calm and in a very low deliberate voice said, "You used to get switches and beat hell out of me and Connie but you ain't gonna do it to my kids. You ever try to take a switch to one of my kids again, I swear to God you will never see them again. Do you understand me?" She put my panties back on, then picked up my shorts and gently picked me up and said, "Come on baby, we're going home."

There was a blanket in the back seat and she had me sit on it and then strapped me in carefully. She kissed me and said, "I'm sorry Baby, I didn't think she'd do something like that to you. I apologized to her for whatever I did to make Granny mad. She gently hugged me and gave me another kiss. Then she reached into a bag in the front seat. She handed me a cold can of Pepsi and said, "Baby I was gonna tell you. I got you a cold can of Pepsi while I was out. Here you go. Do you want me to open it for you?" I took it and said, it's ok Momma. Then I laid it on my leg where a couple of welts were. She asked what I was doing and I told her. "Where the red places are feels like a fire, the cold can makes it feel better." It was about a twenty minute drive and Momma turned up the radio and was singing badly on purpose, to keep me distracted. When we got in, Momma picked me up and carried me in the house. Daddy and Troy were watching TV and Sammy was in her crib taking a nap. I heard Daddy say, "Y'all are back early." Momma told him
yeah something came up. I need to get Sonya in the tub, would you mind goin out to the car and bringing the stuff in from the front seat and trunk?" Daddy said, "Sure Baby" and Troy asked if he could help and Momma told him, "You're a good boy, go help your Daddy." Momma took me to the bathroom and started running some cool water. As the tub was filling up, she took my shirt and panties off then picked me up and put me in the tub. It was cooler than I was used to and I started shivering. I said, "It's cold Momma." She said, "I know sweetie, but it'll make those welts feel better. When you get used to it, you can sit down and soak in the tub for a while. While I was sitting, I grabbed a wash cloth that was hanging on the rail on the side of the tub and started to soap it up. She said, "Baby, I know you're a big girl and can wash yourself, but I'm gonna do it this time. You have some scraped places on your butt and legs and I don't want them to start bleeding. ok?" She got a bar of antiseptic soap out to wash me with and had me stand up. She started gently washing my back, butt and legs with that soap. It smelled funny but helped with the sting a little bit. Daddy knocked on the door and walked in and said, "I put the groceries up for you..." then saw me and stopped talking, then said, "Barbie, what happened to Sonya?" Momma turned, put her finger up to her lips and said, "Shhhhhh" Then she mouthed something and pointed to the door. He nodded and walked out of the bathroom. I asked what was going on and she told me, "Nothing honey, I just need to talk to Daddy about something for a minute." She handed me the washrag that I was using and said, "Here, wash your belly, arms and feet, and when I come back in, I'll wash your hair, ok?" I told her ok and started washing myself as she stepped out of the bathroom. She didn't close the door all the way and I could hear them talking softly, but couldn't make out what they were saying. Then I heard Daddy say, "She what?" and I heard Momma shush him and they talked for a few more minutes. She came back into the bathroom and I had already gotten my hair wet so she would wash it. While she was washing my hair, I asked, "Momma, when you fussed at Granny, you said something about one drop of blood. What did that mean?" She said, "When your Aunt Connie and I were girls, your Granny would whip us with switches like she did you today. Sometimes when she whipped us, she'd draw blood." I got scared asked, "Did she draw blood on me?" "No honey, she didn't you don't have any bleeding. You're gonna be ok. I promise." I asked her, "If you were mad at me would you ever whip me with a switch like Granny did?" She reached into the tub and hugged me and said, "Baby girl, your Aunt Connie and I both promised a long time ago that when we had kids, we'd never, ever whip them with a switch or a belt and I will never, ever, ever do that to you, your brother or sister. Ok?" Then she had me stand up and rinsed me off. Then let the water out and picked me up and stood me on the toilet seat and started patting me dry while we talked. Then after drying me off she got another towel and wrapped me up in it, picked me up and gently hugged me. She asked, "Do you feel better Baby Girl?" I put my arms around her neck and told her yes. She grabbed a blue jar of cream out of the bathroom closet and took me to my bedroom. She took the towel off me and spread it on the bed and had me stand up on it. She opened the jar and I could smell it, it didn't smell bad but kind was kind of stinky at the same time. I asked what it was and she said, "It's cold cream Baby, I'm gonna put some of this on your welts. Remember that sometimes when you get sunburned, I put this one you?" I told her ok and stood while she dabbed some on the front of my thighs. I giggled and said, "It tickles Momma." and she tickled my belly making me laugh. Then she told me to lay down on my tummy. Once I laid down she started rubbing it on the welts gently. I remember it feeling cold and tickling at the same time. I lay there while she put it on me and I started feeling a little sleepy. When I told her I was getting sleepy. Daddy came in to check on me and asked how I was doing. I said, "This stuff tickles Daddy." He smiled at me, kissed me on the head and told me, "Sounds like it's doing it's job then." He sat in my chair talking with Momma while she put the cream on me. I asked him, "Do the stripes look bad Daddy?" He patted me on the back and said, Well little girl, you look a little like a sunburnt tiger." I giggled when he said that then yawned and said, "I'm getting sleepy." Momma patted me on the back and said, "Well go ahead and take a little nap, honey." As I was dozing off, I heard Momma tell Daddy, I'm just gonna let her lay her like this for a while. If I put panties on her right now it's gonna irritate the those welts." I woke up a little later. It didn't hurt but was feeling itchy. I walked naked out of the bedroom in into the living room. Daddy said, "Momma we have a naked little Zebra walking around in the house." Then he picked me up and sat me on his lap and I snuggled up with him. Momma was fixing dinner and came in the living room asking me how I was feeling. I said, "My stripes don't hurt, but they are a little itchy." She smiled and said, "They're probably gonna itch for a day or two, but then they'll go away." Then told me she'd put more cream on me in a little while. She said, "Come here naked girl, we can't have you streaking around the house this all evening." and she picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. Then she got a nightshirt out of my dresser and put it on me. I asked about panties and she said, "I think we'll skip the panties tonight while I'm still putting the cold cream on you. They might make the itching worse." Once she put the nightshirt on me, she asked me if I needed to go to the bathroom and I nodded. She took me and asked, do you have to poop or just pee? She said, I just need to pee Momma. It was a little uncomfortable sitting on the toilet. She asked if I was ok and I said yes but my butt and legs stinging a little. She apologized to me and said, it's probably going to be uncomfortable for a day or so. Then told me, "if you have to poop tonight, let me know. While you still have these welts, I'll clean you up. We need to keep them clean but you don't need to be rubbing them too much, Ok?" I felt a little embarrassed but said, "Ok Momma." Then she hugged and kissed me, then had me wash my hands and asked, "Do you want to help Momma fix supper?" I smiled and nodded.

The next day most of the welts had faded and the ones that remained still itched some. The worst ones which were on my butt and one bad one on my thighs lasted a couple of days.

That was my one experience getting spanked with a switch. Momma made a promise to me, she would never whip me like that and I told her when I have kids I will never do it either. That's a promise we both kept.

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Re: Were you switched growing up? Carol 09:44:01 09/08/25 Mon

Re: Were you switched growing up? -- Jen for Carol and Soyna, 12:18:19 09/08/25 Mon

Re: Were you switched growing up? -- Sonya to Jen, 13:43:35 09/09/25 Tue

Re: Were you switched growing up? -- Jen for Sonya, 19:47:36 09/09/25 Tue

Re: Were you switched growing up? -- Sonya to Jen, 05:46:59 09/14/25 Sun

Re: Were you switched growing up? -- Sonya to Carol, 13:40:12 09/09/25 Tue

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>I was, once. That was one time too many. > >I was six years old and was at Granny's house with >Momma. She had a couple of things she had to do and >asked Granny if she minded watching me. While I was >there Granny got mad at me and I'm still not sure why, >but when she started fussing at me I told her I didn't >do anything. She got even madder and said I was >backtalking her. She dragged me outside by my ear and >told me, "You're just like your Momma sassing me." >Then said, "I'm gonna give you a whippin." She dragged >me out into the back yard to an old willow tree. She >let go of me and broke a switch off of the tree and >stripped the leaves off of it. I was starting to get >scared crying and asking what I did wrong. She told me >to take my shorts and panties off. I did as she said, >then she grabbed me by my left arm and started >whipping my bare butt and backs of my legs hard. I was >jumping, kicking, and trying to get away and she just >kept hitting me anywhere the switch landed, while I >was struggling and screaming at the top of my lungs. >When she finally stopped whipping me, she broke the >switch and walked into her house and left me laying on >the ground bawling. It wasn't long after that, Momma >got back. I heard the car but I didn't go in the >house. I was afraid to be around Granny. I was also >afraid I was gonna get spanked by Momma since I did >something to deserve a whippin'. I had just gotten my >panties and shorts back on when Momma came out and >found me on the porch. I was standing looking at the >Willow Tree still crying. She said, "Baby I got you >a..." She saw the welts all over my legs and my arm >and said, "Sweet Jesus did Granny do this to you?" I >nodded and she turned me around and pulled my shorts >and panties down. I thought she was gonna spank me >too, and I begged her not to spank me. She said, >"Honey, I'm not gonna spank you, I just want to see >what she did to you." She had me turn around and saw >the welts on the front of my legs too. Fortunately she >didn't hit my belly or crotch though there were a >couple of welts near the top of my right thigh. >Everywhere that switch landed felt like I was on fire. >Bless Momma's heart, she was trying to stay calm, but >she red faced and in tears. Granny came out and Momma >turned to her and said, "What did you do Momma?" She >said, "She was sassin' me and I gave her a whippin." >Momma said, "I just checked Sonya out and You're lucky >Momma, cause' If I'd seen one drop of blood, you and >me would be going at it right now!" She tried to stay >calm and in a very low deliberate voice said, "You >used to get switches and beat hell out of me and >Connie but you ain't gonna do it to my kids. You ever >try to take a switch to one of my kids again, I swear >to God you will never see them again. Do you >understand me?" She put my panties back on, then >picked up my shorts and gently picked me up and said, >"Come on baby, we're going home." > >There was a blanket in the back seat and she had me >sit on it and then strapped me in carefully. She >kissed me and said, "I'm sorry Baby, I didn't think >she'd do something like that to you. I apologized to >her for whatever I did to make Granny mad. She gently >hugged me and gave me another kiss. Then she reached >into a bag in the front seat. She handed me a cold can >of Pepsi and said, "Baby I was gonna tell you. I got >you a cold can of Pepsi while I was out. Here you go. >Do you want me to open it for you?" I took it and >said, it's ok Momma. Then I laid it on my leg where a >couple of welts were. She asked what I was doing and I >told her. "Where the red places are feels like a fire, >the cold can makes it feel better." It was about a >twenty minute drive and Momma turned up the radio and >was singing badly on purpose, to keep me distracted. >When we got in, Momma picked me up and carried me in >the house. Daddy and Troy were watching TV and Sammy >was in her crib taking a nap. I heard Daddy say, >"Y'all are back early." Momma told him >yeah something came up. I need to get Sonya in the >tub, would you mind goin out to the car and bringing >the stuff in from the front seat and trunk?" Daddy >said, "Sure Baby" and Troy asked if he could help and >Momma told him, "You're a good boy, go help your >Daddy." Momma took me to the bathroom and started >running some cool water. As the tub was filling up, >she took my shirt and panties off then picked me up >and put me in the tub. It was cooler than I was used >to and I started shivering. I said, "It's cold Momma." >She said, "I know sweetie, but it'll make those welts >feel better. When you get used to it, you can sit down >and soak in the tub for a while. While I was sitting, >I grabbed a wash cloth that was hanging on the rail on >the side of the tub and started to soap it up. She >said, "Baby, I know you're a big girl and can wash >yourself, but I'm gonna do it this time. You have some >scraped places on your butt and legs and I don't want >them to start bleeding. ok?" She got a bar of >antiseptic soap out to wash me with and had me stand >up. She started gently washing my back, butt and legs >with that soap. It smelled funny but helped with the >sting a little bit. Daddy knocked on the door and >walked in and said, "I put the groceries up for >you..." then saw me and stopped talking, then said, >"Barbie, what happened to Sonya?" Momma turned, put >her finger up to her lips and said, "Shhhhhh" Then she >mouthed something and pointed to the door. He nodded >and walked out of the bathroom. I asked what was going >on and she told me, "Nothing honey, I just need to >talk to Daddy about something for a minute." She >handed me the washrag that I was using and said, >"Here, wash your belly, arms and feet, and when I come >back in, I'll wash your hair, ok?" I told her ok and >started washing myself as she stepped out of the >bathroom. She didn't close the door all the way and I >could hear them talking softly, but couldn't make out >what they were saying. Then I heard Daddy say, "She >what?" and I heard Momma shush him and they talked for >a few more minutes. She came back into the bathroom >and I had already gotten my hair wet so she would wash >it. While she was washing my hair, I asked, "Momma, >when you fussed at Granny, you said something about >one drop of blood. What did that mean?" She said, >"When your Aunt Connie and I were girls, your Granny >would whip us with switches like she did you today. >Sometimes when she whipped us, she'd draw blood." I >got scared asked, "Did she draw blood on me?" "No >honey, she didn't you don't have any bleeding. You're >gonna be ok. I promise." I asked her, "If you were >mad at me would you ever whip me with a switch like >Granny did?" She reached into the tub and hugged me >and said, "Baby girl, your Aunt Connie and I both >promised a long time ago that when we had kids, we'd >never, ever whip them with a switch or a belt and I >will never, ever, ever do that to you, your brother or >sister. Ok?" Then she had me stand up and rinsed me >off. Then let the water out and picked me up and stood >me on the toilet seat and started patting me dry while >we talked. Then after drying me off she got another >towel and wrapped me up in it, picked me up and gently >hugged me. She asked, "Do you feel better Baby Girl?" >I put my arms around her neck and told her yes. She >grabbed a blue jar of cream out of the bathroom closet >and took me to my bedroom. She took the towel off me >and spread it on the bed and had me stand up on it. >She opened the jar and I could smell it, it didn't >smell bad but kind was kind of stinky at the same >time. I asked what it was and she said, "It's cold >cream Baby, I'm gonna put some of this on your welts. >Remember that sometimes when you get sunburned, I put >this one you?" I told her ok and stood while she >dabbed some on the front of my thighs. I giggled and >said, "It tickles Momma." and she tickled my belly >making me laugh. Then she told me to lay down on my >tummy. Once I laid down she started rubbing it on the >welts gently. I remember it feeling cold and tickling >at the same time. I lay there while she put it on me >and I started feeling a little sleepy. When I told her >I was getting sleepy. Daddy came in to check on me and >asked how I was doing. I said, "This stuff tickles >Daddy." He smiled at me, kissed me on the head and >told me, "Sounds like it's doing it's job then." He >sat in my chair talking with Momma while she put the >cream on me. I asked him, "Do the stripes look bad >Daddy?" He patted me on the back and said, Well little >girl, you look a little like a sunburnt tiger." I >giggled when he said that then yawned and said, "I'm >getting sleepy." Momma patted me on the back and said, >"Well go ahead and take a little nap, honey." As I was >dozing off, I heard Momma tell Daddy, I'm just gonna >let her lay her like this for a while. If I put >panties on her right now it's gonna irritate the those >welts." I woke up a little later. It didn't hurt but >was feeling itchy. I walked naked out of the bedroom >in into the living room. Daddy said, "Momma we have a >naked little Zebra walking around in the house." Then >he picked me up and sat me on his lap and I snuggled >up with him. Momma was fixing dinner and came in the >living room asking me how I was feeling. I said, "My >stripes don't hurt, but they are a little itchy." She >smiled and said, "They're probably gonna itch for a >day or two, but then they'll go away." Then told me >she'd put more cream on me in a little while. She >said, "Come here naked girl, we can't have you >streaking around the house this all evening." and she >picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. Then she >got a nightshirt out of my dresser and put it on me. I >asked about panties and she said, "I think we'll skip >the panties tonight while I'm still putting the cold >cream on you. They might make the itching worse." Once >she put the nightshirt on me, she asked me if I needed >to go to the bathroom and I nodded. She took me and >asked, do you have to poop or just pee? She said, I >just need to pee Momma. It was a little uncomfortable >sitting on the toilet. She asked if I was ok and I >said yes but my butt and legs stinging a little. She >apologized to me and said, it's probably going to be >uncomfortable for a day or so. Then told me, "if you >have to poop tonight, let me know. While you still >have these welts, I'll clean you up. We need to keep >them clean but you don't need to be rubbing them too >much, Ok?" I felt a little embarrassed but said, "Ok >Momma." Then she hugged and kissed me, then had me >wash my hands and asked, "Do you want to help Momma >fix supper?" I smiled and nodded. > >The next day most of the welts had faded and the ones >that remained still itched some. The worst ones which >were on my butt and one bad one on my thighs lasted a >couple of days. > >That was my one experience getting spanked with a >switch. Momma made a promise to me, she would never >whip me like that and I told her when I have kids I >will never do it either. That's a promise we both kept.

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