I Got Spanked As a Kid Stories of Experiences

It wasn't until I was 5 that I learned my first painful lesson that came from getting a spanking. I knew what a spanking was only because I had heard my brothers getting spanked, but had not experienced one myself. But I knew it was...

My mother would sometimes show her displeasure with me in unique ways and fate had a way of her finding out things that I really didn’t want her to know too.

When I was 17 I really wanted my spring prom to be special not only for me...

Here I talk about another pranks which Peter and I did together. Follow me into the world of the mischievous Peter and his equally mischievous companion Robin, in a world filled with cheekiness, mischief and disobedience.
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When I was 18 or 19. I was put in charge of watching all of my younger siblings. (I feel like my parents always made me watch them all the time....which could get annoying ) It was cold outside so everybody had to stay inside. Bummer. A...

I can trace my interest in spanking to when my brothers and cousins got a really bad spanking when I was 15. The thought of me being spanked has never been exciting to me. I like a few slaps on the butt from my boyfriend every once...

My father and I made holiday. Together with his brother Matt and his family, and his sister Maggie and her family. That means great happiness and joy for me, because I could be with my favorite cousin Peter and my favorite cousin Lilly...

It happened a few days after my fifth birthday. I lay in my bed and woke up about five minutes ago. My eyes fell on my toy box. I could not resist. I had to play with my new helicopter and my new fire truck. I hopped out of bed and...

This story takes place in 7th grade, surprise surprise! It was a Saturday and my friend Cynthia (Cin) was spending the night. The day started off great and then started to go down hill. As I have mentioned in several other of my stories...

His mom paddled him good with the hairbrush and now it's bed time whether he likes it or not!He better not complain too much or else his dad might have to give him a lickin' with his belt on his already tender hiney.

Until I was ten, we were nominal members of the Lutheran Church. We considered ourselves Christian but seldom attended services. This was fine with me, because I found the services tedious and when I became too old to bring a coloring...

Spanking was a method of discipline in my family for myself, my brothers and my sisters. When I was young, a spanking was a few smacks on the butt which would have me crying instantly. But as I grew older it became less frequent, but...

This story is about one, no, rather, two penalties, which I received even though I was completely innocent.
Therefore, the spankings hurt more than usual. Because in addition to the pain
on my butt, came that nagging feeling of...

My father often punished me . For minor offences I would get a slap in the face, after which I had to stand in the corner facing the wall. When he was really mad at me he would whip me with a cane or the cowhide (nine straps!) he had...

When I was about 17 years old I had been babysitting my siblings. I had been doing homework when I heard a loud shatter. I ran to the kitchen to find my little sister Sara standing in the middle of a mess of glass. What happened I asked...