Two Paddleing In One DayMy sister and I were reminising the other day on our days of growing up. We both had our share of spankings from mom and dad. It reminded me of a time when I hid the paddle. I thing I was around 11 years old. It was in the summer time and mom had gotten a sitter for us as she was going out for the afternoon. We were always told if we were not good for the sitter, we could expect a spanking withe paddle when she returned.
My friend Johnny and I decided to ride our bikes to the park. Neither one of us had ask permission. We were gone about an hour and when we got back, half the neiborhood wre looking for us. I new then that when mom got home my bottom would be getting the paddle. I decided that if I hid the paddle then mom would half to spank me with her hand. I hid the paddle under my sisters bed, hoping that mom would blame her for hideing it. When mom got home and heard what I did she immediately called me inside. Thinking that I was only going to get a hand spanking, I admmited what I did and said i was sorry. I was sent to my room to await my fate.
It must have been a good thirty minutes when mom came in and asked me were the paddle was. I said I had no idea were it was. Mom said "When I find out who hid it they will be very sorry." My sister came inside and mom asked her if she new were the paddle was. Nor knowing what she was talking about, my sister said no. Mom entered my room and now knew that I was the one that hid the paddle and gave me ten seconds to go and get it. I knew now that I was in for it. I went and got it and gave it to her. I then found myself with shorts and underwear around my ankles and me over moms knee. I started pleading and begging but to no advail. That paddle warmed my bottom till my bottom felt like it was on fire. Kicking, screamiming and crying was all I cound do. I am not sure how many swats I got bot I am sure it was nore then twenty. Once I was back on my feet I was crying like a five year old jumping up and down and rubbing my sore bottom.
Mom then informed me that spanking was for disobeying the sitter and I would be getting another spanking before bedtime for hideing the paddle. I was then told I was not to leave my room for the rest of the day. Back in the 50s and 60s there was no such thing as TVs in bedrooms. You had a bed and a chest of drawers and that was it. It was very hard to sit even on my bed as my bottom was so sore. I stood and read my comics for the first hour. I was so bored. After dinner I was told to go back to my room and get my pajams on. Mom came in a few minutes later with the paddle and after scolding me I was then put acroseed her knee and paddled my already sore bare bottom. Thankfully i only got abot twelve sways bot it was enoulh for me to start crying again. I was then made to go to bed. Needless to say, I slept on my stomach. My bottom was still sore the next day and the nextday after that.