Every time I got spanked at home by my mom, it was always on the bare bottom. And with just a few exceptions it was always with a belt. My mother even carried a belt in her purse every where we went. These whippings continued until I left for college when I was almost 19 years old. She would look at the grades and school work I brought home, and anytime I missed more than one answer, I got the belt. My mother was a perfectionist and equally demanded perfection. It would embarras me to have friends over. She would whip me no matter who was at our house. I would get seven licks for every wrong answer minus the one I was allowed. If I was getting whipped for bad behavior, she didn't count licks. She would measure it in minutes. She would tell me she was going to whip me for 2, 3, or 4 minutes. OMG, that was brutal!!! Even though I always carried a 3.9, 4.0 gpa, I managed to get in trouble a lot at school out of boredom. As strict as my mom was, she didn't always punish me for getting into trouble at school. She seemed to understand that it only occurred in classes that didn't challenge me enough. She would personally talk to my teachers, and just have them pile more work on me. If I complained about having the extra work, or continued to get in trouble in the class, she was not so nice. A few four minute belt whippings were enough to make me stop the bs. I litterly thought I was going to die before the clock counted 240 seconds. I still to this day don't know how many licks I got during the time because it hurt so bad. I could never keep count in that kind of pain. For days after that, it would really hurt to sit down. I absolutely hated it at the time, but now I realize what all I learned from it. I feel like it instilled in me a work ethic that doesn't accept second best, and to always be responsible for my own actions.