I Spanked My Oldest DaughterHello dear EP, My name is Mary. As I wrote in my introduction story, which you can go read if you like.
Spankings happen quite often in our household - Both I and my daughters are spanked by my loving husband. I rarely spank our daughters, but in this case I did.
It was a ordinary sunday morning, we were at church, ( I was raised as a catholic and I aim to raise my girls that way) Anyways, we were at church our pastor in the middle of his Sunday speech, when I suddenly hear my olderst daughter Anna, who is 13. Say queitly but in an anger-like voice "laýno" which can be translated to "****" - Its a very rude and disgusting word. Normally my girls never use that kind of language, I personally make sure of that. I heard her speak the disgusting word, but couldn't do anything, since our Pastor was still in the middle of his speech. I had to wait until our Pastor was done talking, and our sunday service was done. I quickly made it outside, where I started scolding Anna for speaking such language inside the house of God, I also asked her why she would ever use such a word, and she replied with fear in her eyes. She said to me " Me an Alina talked about school tomorrw... And I realized I had forgotten about this paper I should write, due tomorrow" She smilled at me with fear in her eyes - She knew how much I care for their schooling, and school-problems is the primary reason for their spankings. I was angry... So angry. But I wouldn't want to yell in the middle of the street. So I told her, we'll take of the paper when we get him. And we started to walk back home.
When we arrived I told Anna to start on that paper, and that her spanking awaited her at bed time.
(Our girls almost always gets their spankings at bed time, but we always tell them they get spanked, long before bed, so that all day they will be thinking about it. My husband does the same to me)
My husband wasn't home this weekend, he had visted his parents in Kiev - So it was only me and the girls. Time went on, and at 20:50 I told the girls to get ready for bed. They both sleep in the same room, for now we dont have the space to give them each a room so. My girls did as told, brushed their teeth, changed to their nightgowns and went to their room. I follow them there, and when we arrived I told Alina to wait outside. She did as told and waited out side.
The time had come, I had to spank Anna, it was not the first time I did this. But it was the first time in a long time I had spanked my girls. Normally my husband takes care of all the discipline in our house.
I went over to her bed, sat myself down and ordered her over my knee. At first she was just standing there, giving me puppy eyes saying "Please mommy, dont spank me, I promise never to use bad words again" - I told her this spanking was not all about the bad word, but also about her forgetting home work, which I cannot tolerate. I said to her sternly this time "Over my knee young lady" - I could see the fear and regret in her eyes, but I felt like I had to do this - I lifted her nightgown up over her butt and pulled her panties down - When I got spanked as a kid it was always done on the bare, and my husband also spank me on the bare now - He never spanks our daughters on the bare, but I sure believe it should be done so. Down they went, and I started the spanking with firm and fast smacks.
I was both dissapointed and angry, so the spanking might have gotten a little out of hand, I do admit this, but trust me, I payed the price for giving my daughter such an over-spanking.
1 minuts or so into the spanking she was crying and kicking, begging me to stop - But I didn't. I dont know why I didn't I should have stopped, she had learned her lesson - But I was so angry.
I continued the spanking for 2-3 minuts more, my poor girl crying her eyes out, begging me to stop, and praying to God to make me stop. First then I really realized what was going on, and I stopped spanking - I quickly raised my girl from my knee, I grapped her, and placed her on my lap and hugged her all I could, apologizing for my overreaction and telling her how much I loved her. I kissed her on her cheeks and forehead, and placed her in bed. She was still crying like a river, and she didn't dare to talk, I could feel. She was so afriad. I felt heartbroken for the treatment I had just giving my daugther. It destroyed me inside. I left their room and they went to sleep.
The next day Monday morning, Anna didn't talk to me - She simply ate her breakfest and left for school - I understood completly why.
unfortunately for me, Anna and Alina had called my husband from their school and told him all about my overeaction the night before - When he came home from work that Monday I was to receive a punishment of my own - I was simply afraid of how it would be executed. But thats another Story - Hope you enjoyed this one.