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>> I remember watching my brother and sister being >>spanked and when the sting was overwhelming they would >>arch up, eyes wide open spurting tears but I don’t >>think they could ’see” anything. When it was me >>like that everything was just a blur, all my attention >>was how much my bare bottom was BURNING! > >Hi Gail, > >Watching another kid get a spanking really is an event >in itself! Whether it is the rapidly reddening >buttocks; the bawling, pleading and sobbing; the >animation, as the kid writhes whilst across the >knee(s)/lap of the spanker; and then the tears which >are soon flowing freely down red flushed cheeks out of >puffy eyes! That's how I remember spankings, or, as >in Fifties and Sixties Mississippi they were often >referred to SPANKIN'S! > >Of course, how you felt about witnessing a spanking >depended largely on your own pedicament, or lack of >one, at the time. If you were due a spanking >yourself, your enjoyment of witnessing another kids >spanking was rather compromised and diminished! Since >you damn well knew that your own butt was going to >experience the 'fires of hell' very shortly. Or if >you had just had your own 'rump end roasted', then you >would be preoccupied with, as you stated yourself, the >BURNING that was consuming your own bare bottom. Only >if you were just a spectator to the spectacle, knowing >your own behind was, on this occasion safe, could >really enjoy the proceedings.

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