I Was Spanked On My Bare Bototm By a Female
Most of the time when I was punished it was over mums knee with her hand, which believe me was quite bad enough. But every now and then she felt that it needed to be (or at least appear to be) more severe.
One of those occasions was when I was about 13 I can't remember for sure but I think I had been lighting fires again.
After the usual good telling off during which it became clear that I was really for it, she told me to go down to the tree at the bottom of the garden and cut a switch to be punished with. I of course pleaded and protested but it made no difference so off I went with the kitchen knife to the tree.
I think it was a hazel tree we had, it grew straight and whippy branches
perfect for the job in hand. I cut one off the tree and shortened it to about 2 foot long, not too thick but not too whippy then I removed all the buds and knots. I knew better than to take one that wasn't suitable. The ma next door was working in his garden and obviously guessed what I was doing because he gave me a knowing smile. I couldn't make eye contact as I knew he would be able to hear the results of my handiwork quite soon.
I went and gave it to her and she gave it a couple of swishes through the air and told me that I was getting this across my bare bottom. I had hoped that this wouldn't be the case and I would keep my trousers on like we did at school, but I should have known better as all my punishments were on the bare.
So I had to drop my trousers and underpants and bend over the arm of the chair, next there came a swish sound and an intense stinging across my bare buttocks a few seconds later came the second, it was extremely painful and after four or so I was starting to cry.
Now whenever this had been threatened in the past, the phrase six of the best was always used, so that was how many I thought I was going to get stroke number seven proved me wrong, I reckon I got about a dozen and I was howling like a baby.
This was the first time that mother put a cane across my bare bottom, and I wish I could say it was the last.
One of those occasions was when I was about 13 I can't remember for sure but I think I had been lighting fires again.
After the usual good telling off during which it became clear that I was really for it, she told me to go down to the tree at the bottom of the garden and cut a switch to be punished with. I of course pleaded and protested but it made no difference so off I went with the kitchen knife to the tree.
I think it was a hazel tree we had, it grew straight and whippy branches
perfect for the job in hand. I cut one off the tree and shortened it to about 2 foot long, not too thick but not too whippy then I removed all the buds and knots. I knew better than to take one that wasn't suitable. The ma next door was working in his garden and obviously guessed what I was doing because he gave me a knowing smile. I couldn't make eye contact as I knew he would be able to hear the results of my handiwork quite soon.
I went and gave it to her and she gave it a couple of swishes through the air and told me that I was getting this across my bare bottom. I had hoped that this wouldn't be the case and I would keep my trousers on like we did at school, but I should have known better as all my punishments were on the bare.
So I had to drop my trousers and underpants and bend over the arm of the chair, next there came a swish sound and an intense stinging across my bare buttocks a few seconds later came the second, it was extremely painful and after four or so I was starting to cry.
Now whenever this had been threatened in the past, the phrase six of the best was always used, so that was how many I thought I was going to get stroke number seven proved me wrong, I reckon I got about a dozen and I was howling like a baby.
This was the first time that mother put a cane across my bare bottom, and I wish I could say it was the last.
By:
ivanhoe732
Age:
46-50
,
Male
