I Was Spanked In Public In My Childhood
I never got a spanking in public.
But it was already announced in front of other more often, that I will be caned at home on my bare butt.
That happened last a few months ago when I was 17 already, so that several boys from my school found out that I would be beaten up at night with the cane on my bare butt.
That was humiliating for me when the boys wished me good luck for the evening.
One of the boys was our neighbor boy. He invited the others for the evening at his home. We had an open yard between our houses and they sat the whole time in the garden only 40 feet away from the window of the study of my father.
I was sure that they sat there on purpose, because our neighbor boy knew exactly that I'm always getting beaten up in my father study and one can hear everything outside.
That made me very very nervous and embarrassed.
When I walked into my father's room and saw that the window was open, I knew that the boys were on their amusment hear not only every word.
Then my father told me to remove my knicker and bend over.
It was humiliating to know that the boy could hear me apologize und that they could hear the terrible noise of the cane when it blows into my bottom cheeks and they heard all my weeping and whimper.
Can you imagine the next day?
But it was already announced in front of other more often, that I will be caned at home on my bare butt.
That happened last a few months ago when I was 17 already, so that several boys from my school found out that I would be beaten up at night with the cane on my bare butt.
That was humiliating for me when the boys wished me good luck for the evening.
One of the boys was our neighbor boy. He invited the others for the evening at his home. We had an open yard between our houses and they sat the whole time in the garden only 40 feet away from the window of the study of my father.
I was sure that they sat there on purpose, because our neighbor boy knew exactly that I'm always getting beaten up in my father study and one can hear everything outside.
That made me very very nervous and embarrassed.
When I walked into my father's room and saw that the window was open, I knew that the boys were on their amusment hear not only every word.
Then my father told me to remove my knicker and bend over.
It was humiliating to know that the boy could hear me apologize und that they could hear the terrible noise of the cane when it blows into my bottom cheeks and they heard all my weeping and whimper.
Can you imagine the next day?
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