Not Doing Chores - A MemoryI got quite a few spankings growing up. One particularly embarrassing spanking happened when I was 14. It was a Friday afternoon, I was supposed to be sleeping over at a friend’s house that night. As 14 year olds are, I was only focused on getting over to my friend’s house and having fun. I had neglected to complete the chores I knew I needed to finish to be able to go. I only had to clean up my room and take my clothes to the laundry room, and a few other small things. I should have done them Thursday so it wouldn’t have a bunch of stuff to do before my plans on Friday, but I didn’t.
When I got home from school on Friday afternoon my mom started in on me saying I needed to get my chores done. I had an attitude, but in my mom’s defense she gave me a number of chances and several warnings. I was stomping around getting things done, rushing. I told my mom I was done and asked if I could go to my friend’s house. Mom went around and checked everything I had done, and she told me I didn’t finish cleaning up my room and I still had clothes on my closet floor. This was a while ago, so I don’t remember all of the details, but I know I sassed my mom and we had a fight. She told me that she was done with my attitude and that I couldn’t go to my friend’s house and she was going to spank me. I had been excited about the sleepover all week, so I got pretty upset. Mom told me to call my friend and tell her I wouldn’t be coming over, and then to go to my room. I complained and begged, but moms mind was made up. So tearfully I called my friend and told her I was in trouble and that I couldn’t sleep over. Mom rushed me off of the phone and I went up to my room.
I lay on my bed, crying and waiting. Mom came upstairs a while later, carrying the hairbrush. She pulled out my desk chair, and started scolding me. She told me I could have avoided all of this if I had just done my chores and hadn’t been such a smart mouth. She told me to take off my jeans and to get over her knee. I whimpered and tried to change her mind, but eventually I took off my jeans and went over her knee. She started with the hairbrush right away, but over my panties. Before the spanking was over she pulled down my panties and spanked my bare butt. After an agonizing few minutes I was bawling and mom finally stopped. She left me in my room to cry for a little while. Eventually I put on PJs since I knew I wasn’t going anywhere for the evening, and it would hurt less than my jeans. When mom came back she told me again why I got spanked, and how I could have avoided it. She told me to finish my chores and that I wasn’t allowed to watch TV for the rest of the night.
My friend never found out I got spanked, but having to call her, knowing I was about to get spanked was one of the more embarrassing moments of my life.