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>>>Were any of you lectured by your dad with your pants >>>and underwear already pulled down? >> >> >>Boy, howdy, I'll say I was! The worst, the absolute >>worst, was when a bunch if us were getting it and we >>all had to drop our underpants and then listen to the >>lecture, after which we had to wait bare-ready for our >>turn watching all the other kids getting their >>spankings. We couldn't pull up our pants until >>everyone had been spanked and all crying had stopped. >> >>On a more private note, my mom had a ritual when she >>was particularly pissed. She would fetch the paddle, >>pull out the spanking chair, plop down, call me to her >>and have me stand in front of her. Then she'd slap >>her left palm with the paddle held in her right hand, >>and bark the order, "Alright, young man, pull those >>pants down <i>NOW!</i>", as if it was an urgent >>matter. It wasn't, but I new better than to dispute >>it when my mom was already mad even if I thought that >>a negotiation was a matter of civil discourse, because >>doing so was contraindicated if I wanted to survive my >>childhood. So I placated her by pulling my pants down >>as fast as I could by unzipping my trousers then >>grabbing them by the waistband, hooking my thumbs >>under the elastic of my briefs and pulling both pants >>and underpants down to my knees in one fell swoop. >>Then I stood back up and listened to the lecture, >>which she accented by marking the salient points out >>by smacking her left palm with the paddle giving me a >>preview of what was to come. When the lecture was >>over she'd say, "Alright young man, I've finished >>talking, now I'm going to start spanking." Then she'd >>pat her lap with her left hand and say "Saddle up!" >>I'd then have to bend over her lap and she'd tell me >>"Stick your butt up. Higher. Higher. Then she'd put >>the paddle in action. >> >>My dad had a different routine when he decided I >>needed the strap. He's order me to my room to wait, >>then he'd come in holding the strap where I could see >>it. He'd sit on my bed and ask me, "You know what's >>going to happen, don't you?" >> >>I had to answer, "Yes, dad, you're going to spank me." >> >>"That's right," he'd say. "Get yourself ready." That >>meant I had to lower my pants and underpants and await >>the lecture, which was usually short and to the point. >> I knew why I was getting spanked. When the lecture >>was over he'd stand up, point to my bed and say "You >>know what to do." I then had to place a pillow in the >>middle of the bed lay face down with my hips over the >>pillow so my butt stuck up and bury my face in the >>other pillow. "Ready?" He'd ask. I would nod my head >>and the strap would set a forest fire on my bare >>buttocks. >> >>Mr. Gower had a weird ritual. He was one of my >>friends' dads. When he'd spank me he'd grab me by the >>scruff of my neck, frog march me over to the side of >>the livingroom couch, and have me face the couch. >>Then he'd take off his belt and order me to pull down >>my pants and underpants and bend over the arm of the >>couch. I'd do that and wait with my bare butt >>sticking up as a target. Then he's lecture me while I >>was waiting for the spanking to start. Funny, he'd >>never finish the lecture but start in with the belt >>at some random point. Made the rest of the lecture >>useless because my crying drowned out anything he said >>after that. Mr. Gower didn't spank nearly as hard as >>my mom and dad did. I think he didn't want to welt me >>all that bad. >> >>The rest of the spanking lectures were, I think, all >>delivered with my pants up. I only had to pull them >>down when the actual spanking was to start. > >Really enjoyed reading your post, Radovan! It's great >when other forum posters describe their spankings in >some detail! > >Your Mom's pre spanking ritual was very similar to my >stepmomma Carrie's. We would be ordered to "bare our >bottoms" and then would stand there exposed in front >of her and anybody else who might be present as well. >The girls would, if they were wearing skirts or >dresses, have to hitch them up and hold them in place. > If we were all due a spankin' which sometimes >happened it was quite a sight, let me tell you!! >There we would stand listening to a stinging, scolding >lecture having to answer "yes Ma'am" and "no Ma'am" as >required! Then the spankin's started, when more than >one of us was getting spanked it was even worse when >you did not go first. Since you had to watch your >siblings getting their 'tushies tanned'! Knowing that >your turn was coming very shortly! And Carries >spankin's were on the severer end of the 'spanking >scale'. Before she was done your buttock flesh would >be SO, SO, SO HOT, SO, SO, SO SORE, and SO, SO, SO, >TENDER! The burn and throb her hand could impart was >truly impressive! You always got from her, to use >some of Carries favorite expressions, "a MISSISSIPPI >SUNSET" and "a SHINY HEINIE"! You behind glowed!!!! >And then came 'corner time' and often more scolding! >As you stood there with your hands on your head. > >With my father there was no real ritual. He just put >you in position. Either over the back of the sofa or >the side/end of the bed and simply whupped your butt >with his leather belt. He seldom scolded and just let >his belt do the talking!

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