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>>Playing truth or dare at a slumber party of getting a >>spanking with the host girls moms paddle it was a big >>round paddle with holes I had to get four licks I >>cried and screamed she put bruises on my bottom her >>mom saw my bruises and paddled her daughter called my >>parents to pick me up to nurse my bottom usually at >>slumber party spankingd from friend were just a little >>hard Daddy was mad at the condition of my bottom > >When i was in 11th grade i had 5 of my friends from my >cheerleading squad stay the night at my place. There >was this 10th grader who lived next door but also went >to a rival school who decided he was going to spy on >us. I spotted him and went and told my mother and she >went outside. I heard him say "what the hell" and i >look out the window and see my mother dragging him >into the house by his ear. > >After about 15 minutes or so she came upstairs and had >us turn off the music and come downstairs. I saw the >peeping tom bent over 2 kitchen chairs wearing only >the scarves that my mother used to bind him to the >chair. His bare bottom was beat red and my mother was >using her old paddle that she use to use on my sister >and i years ago. It had been a good 5 years since >that paddle was used. He was bound to the chairs and >unable to move. She had us form a circle and said >that she called his mother and his mother said he was >all mine. She then lined up the paddle to his bottom >and gave him a hard swat and he was trying to squirm >and couldnt. He then had spit out the sock that was >in his mouth and started to plead to be released. My >mother then laughed and said he was going to regret >that and then asked if any of us had our panties still >on. One of my friends did and my mother asked for >them so she took them off and stuffed them in his >mouth then took a scarf and put it over his mouth. >She then laughed and said he is really going to get it >now. She then handed the paddle to us and asked if we >wanted to administer a few smacks. > >I grabbed the paddle and gave his already red bottom 3 >solid hits. 3 of my friends each administered 2 hits. > Then another of my friends who also is on the >volleyball team gave him 6 hard hits. She looked like >she had paddled before because they were hard. At >that point i could see little circles on his bottom. >Then my friend whos panties are in his mouth asked my >mother what the limit was. My mother shrugged her >shoulders and said to surprise her. She said it wasnt >her first rodeo and lined up the paddle and started to >smack his bottom hard. She hit him 10 times and my >ears were ringing from the impact. His bottom was >purple and had clear bruises but no blood. I looked >at his face and his eyes were welled up with tears >then made a comment about his tears. My mother took >the paddle and we headed back upstairs and as we were >walking up the stairs i could hear a swat. We went >into my room but did not turn the music back on and >instead listened and we could hear swat after swat >after swat. After about 10 more swats the friend who >gave him 6 said she couldnt take it anymore and left >my room and went downstairs. I followed but only went >halfway down the stairs. I thought she was going to >stop my mother but instead she asked if she could >administer more hits. My mother laughed and said yes >so i creeped downstairs and watched my friend paddle >the neighbour somemore. My mother was speaking to him >but i was unable to hear what was said. His bottom >was bleeding from all the hard hits my mother instead >laughed while my friend was beating the tar out of >him. My mother gave him a couple more hits before >rubbing peroxide on his bottom. She then undid his >bindings while he cried very loudly. She walked him >over to the corner and slapped him across the face >then pointed her finger at him and told him he is to >stand in the corner and not move. > >About 30minutes later i heard more smacks so i slowly >walked downstairs and saw him standing a little away >from the corner with my mom in front of him. She was >lecturing him and slapping his face and telling him to >keep his hands behind his back. I was not close >enough to hear what she was saying but i witnessed >close to 20 hard face slaps followed by finger >pointing while my mom had a very mean look on her >face. I went back upstairs and into my room and told >my friends what was going on then not more then 5 >minutes later i could hear my mom yelling which is >something she only did if she was very mad. He had >his nose to the wall and his hands behind his head. >Then she walked away. My mother came upstairs about >2hours later with snacks and asked if any of us wanted >to punish him anymore before she sent his ass home. >We all laughed but declined further punishment. We >saw him at games and events but he never made eye >contact and to this day he is still terrified of my >mother. He's 6'4 and 250 pounds and works in the >construction industry and he is terrified of my mother >and he has not even made eye contact with me.

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