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>My best friend was a boy named Andy who lived three >houses up the street from me. He was a year younger >than me but we were constant companions. It seems >nearly every weekend one of us would spend the night >with the other. Our parents were good friends and were >in different civic clubs together. They also would >play cards or have some kind of party or social nearly >every weekend. Andy little sister Judith was good >friends and often had sleepovers with my sister Karen. >You could almost consider us to be extended family >even though we were not actually related. He also had >an older brother Brad, who was pretty pushy and not >easy to get along with. A trait he and my brother >shared. They would talk when we had cookouts and >stuff, or when we had neighborhood football, >basketball or wiffleball games, but otherwise, didn't >have much to do with each other. > >The four of us boys were all involved in Scouting. >Paul and Brad in Boy Scouts, Andy and I Cub Scouts and >our sisters were in Brownies and then Girl Scouts >later. Andy's mother was our Cub Scout Den Mother. We >had our weekly meetings at their house in their >basement. > >Like my parents and most others in the neighborhood, >spankings were common. I had seen all of them get >their bare bottoms spanked by their mother and father. >She usually spanked by hand or got a switch off the >Weeping Willow in their back yard. Their dad would >spank by hand or belt. She like my mom wouldn't >hesitate pull their pants down and spank them whenever >and wherever it was needed even in public. In fact >Judith was misbehaving on a field trip our troop took >to the Zoo in Louisville and after a few warnings >during an animal demonstration, she turned Judith over >her knee right there in the bleachers, pulled her >panties down and spanked her. It was pretty common at >that time that parents would treat other parents' kids >like they were their own. In fact my mom would tell me >if I didn't behave whenever I would spend the night >with Andy that his mother had her permission to >blister my butt if I didn't behave and then I'd get >another when I got home. Also, one time when Judith >was at our house, I watched as she spanked her and my >sister's bare bottoms of her knee. > >One day at one of the Cub Scout meetings, Andy and I >were behaving pretty badly. it got bad enough she made >us both just sit on the couch in the family room >separate from the other boys. After the meeting was >over, the boys would go out and play in the back yard >while they waited for their parents to pick them up. >She still made us sit on that couch at opposite ends >not allowing us to talk. We had do just sit with our >hands on our laps. After the other boys had left she >came back to the family room and scolded us for our >behavior then told me "Gary, I'm going to give Andy a >spanking. I talked to your mother on the phone and she >told me to give you one too." She sat on the arm >chair across from us and looked at Andy and said, >"Come here son." Andy slowly walked over to her. When >he finally got there, she unfastened his belt, and >then grabbed the waistband of his pants and underwear, >pulling them down to his ankles. He was already >starting to cry. After pulling his pants down she >scolded him for a moment then patted her bare thigh >(she was wearing uniform shorts) and told him, "Bend >over my knee son" she guided him across her bare lap >and then had me get up and come over beside them. >Telling me "You're going to get one too Gary." Then >she raised her hand and gave him a very solid swat on >his bare bottom that landed dead center on both >cheeks. I watched wide eyed and as she smacked his >bare butt hard by hand taking a moment or two between >each smack. It didn't take but a few smacks to get him >crying loud and kicking his legs frantically. I was in >tears watching his little butt turn red with each >smack, knowing I was going to be getting it too. She >gave him twenty five to thirty smacks then let him up >and scolded him briefly while he rubbed his butt >crying. Then she turned to me and said, "Your turn >Gary." I moved closer, and stared down at her bare lap >as she unfastened my belt and pulled my pants and >underwear down to my ankles. I was really embarrassed >to be standing right in front of her completely >exposed from waist to ankles, then she took me by the >wrist and told me to turn over her knee guiding me >across her bare lap. I admit between dreading the >spanking I was about to get and the skin on skin >contact laying across her lap, I was dying from >embarrassment and started crying pretty hard before >the spanking started. Then I felt that first hard >spank and yelled loudly. Like she had Andy, she >spanked slowly and deliberately waiting a couple of >moments between each smack. Just like Andy, I was >squirming around on her lap kicking my legs and >bawling like a baby. I didn't count the smacks but it >was probably twenty-five to thirty like Andy got. When >she let me up she had me stand with him and she gave >us both another scolding as we stood rubbing our bare >butts and crying. Then she told us to pull our pants >up and sit back on the couch. Let me tell you, it's no >exaggeration to say it was difficult sitting down >after the spanking she had given me and Andy was >squirming in at the other end too. His mom went out >the basement door and into the back yard and I heard >Andy say, "Oh no..." and he started crying harder. >Then when she came back in with a willow switch in her >hand he cried, "Mommy please no, don't whip me!" She >just said, Yes son you're getting a whipping too. Now >stand up and pull your pants back down." He slowly >got up crying begging not to get whipped as he slowly >pulled his pants down. I started crying too. HIs butt >was already so red from the spanking and I was in >total disbelief that she was going to whip him too. >Once his pants were back around his ankles she made >him turn and bend over with his hands on the couch. >Then she started whipping him with the switch. He was >practically screaming as she whipped him slowly and >deliberately like she had the hand spanking. I had >never been spanked with a switch and was honestly >terrified knowing she was going to do it to me too. I >was bawling sitting watching as the red welts came up >from each lash of the switch across his butt and the >upper backs of his thighs. She had to tell him a few >times to hold still as he wiggled around while she >whipped him. When she finished whipping Andy she told >him, "Son pull up your pants and go to your room. He >quickly pulled up his pants and ran upstairs to his >room bawling. Then she looked at me and I felt like I >was going to die. She told me, "Gary your mother >wants you to go straight home now." Then told me, "and >she said you're getting another spanking as soon as >you get home." I was relieved that she wasn't going to >give me a whipping, I got up and ran out the basement >door. My butt was still quite sore from the spanking >and as I got closer to the house, I saw mom standing >on the front porch with a flyswatter in her hand. My >the relief I felt that I wasn't going to get a >whipping with the switch like Andy had, faded as I >walked home, knowing the fate that awaited me. That >was the longest walk in the world. I trudged towards >the house already in tears. Mom called out to me >saying, "Come on, hurry up and get in here." The three >steps made me feel like an Outlaw climbing the steps >to the gallows but instead of a hangman and noose at >the top, it was my mom and that flyswatter. When I got >to the top of the porch she grabbed my arm and gave me >a couple of swats across the seat of my pants that I >admittedly barely felt and said, "Get your butt in the >house, now!" I was already crying as I walked in and >she told me "I'm gonna give you something to cry >about." then told me to drop my pants and bend over >the arm of the chair. I pulled my pants and underwear >down and let them drop to my ankles and bent over the >arm of the chair. The fabric of the chair felt rough >against my skin as I was leaning over the arm but I >forgot all about that once I heard that flyswatter >whoosh through the air making contact with my bare >butt. She really wore me out good, scolding me for my >behavior at the neighbor's house while I cried and >kicked. She had to remind me several times to move my >ands or hold still as she spanked me. Then she gave me >a few smacks across the back of my upper thighs which >really kicked my struggling into overdrive. I >literally kicked my shoes off followed by my pants and >underwear as she spanked my thighs and then started >spanking my butt again. After what seemed like an >eternity, she finally stopped and let me up. I was >holding my butt and crying profusely as she scolded me >and told me this better not happen again. Then she >told me to go to my room. I took off like a flash >leaving my pants underwear and shoes laying on the >floor. I lay on the bed bottomless and rubbing my butt >crying while having to endure teasing from my brother. > Before he finally got bored and went to watch tv >leaving me to my misery. An hour or so later mom came >to the door saying, "Gary, get some pants on and get >washed up for dinner." I put on some underwear and >another pair of pants and changed out of my uniform >shirt then went to the bathroom and washed my hands >and face. Then walked to the dining room for dinner. >The rest of the family was already sitting at the >table. My butt was still pretty sore, as I slowly sat >down, my brother was snickering at my obvious >discomfort. "Dad said, "Your mom told me you got in >trouble at the scout meeting today." I nodded my head >and he said, "I guess you'll behave better next time, >won't you." I nodded and said, "Yes dad." Then Paul >started to laugh, but Dad shot him an angry look and >snapped, "Paul, knock it off NOW." Then Paul suddenly >stopped laughing, straightened up in the chair and >stammered "Yes dad." > >There was one other time that Andy's mom spanked us >together but it was only by hand out on the carport. >It was still bare bottom and I believe he got a second >spanking later, and I definitely got a second spanking >at home from mom, with the paddle that time. Also, one >of the times Andy spent the night, Mom spanked us >together on our bare butts with the "Cute Little Deer" >paddle. > >All of my friends' parents had permission to spank me, >but Andy's mom was the only one I remember doing it.

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