I Was Spanked With The Slipper By My Dad
It was actually my StepDad who slippered me between the ages 10 to 14. I actually got on well with him and he was fun and a caring man, and we did nice things together as a family.
My first slippering was awful and a big shock and it had the desired affect and so subsequent slipperings were rare - say, averaging every six months or even more and the last one was when i was just 14, more or less. After the first slippering warnings were given with phrases like - ` you are that close to a v painful slippering` and I really took notice. That certaily worked most of the time. The first slippering was the result of warnings about my behavior and attitude and I went way beyond that by putting live tadpoles in the fruit cake mix, my mother was baking. I thought it was v funny but, strangely, my parents did not see it that way. Both were v angry and stepdad that I was going to get my first slippering off him. He told me to go to my bedroom and I was going to get a bottom whacking with his slipper. I was nervous because I knew many friends who described their sessions of chastisement, but I personally had no experience of it. I was sent to my bedroom to wait and I sat on the bed with my stomach churning.
Eventually he came into the room, sat on the bed and took off his right carpet slipper, which he always wore in the house. The 50s type wirh rubber soles and quite flexible. He told me I was overdue for a spanking and this was about to be rectified. he had me stand in front of him and undid my belt and lowered my short trousers which boys of that age wore then. I was terrified. I was told I was going over his knee and he quickly flipped me over his knee.
i was over his lap, and, I remeber, he put his hand on the small of my back and it tended to push my arms along the bed to balance. My legs were over the side of the bed with my trousers round my ankes. There was a trunk of my toys quite near to the bed and I, involuntarly kicked my legs backwards. This action was thwarted by the trunk and so i felt v vulnerable.
Then I felt my underpnats being lowered, and I protested, pleading -` Please, don`t take my pants down.` This was totally ignored. then I felt light taps of the slipper on my bare bum and he said that all spankings should be on the bare bottom. He told me off for the tadpoles and other things that I can`t remember now, while the taps continued.The anticipation was awful. but then he said ` OK - let`s get this over with. `
I sensed his right arm raising itself and then the sudden foeceful stroke of the slipper coming down and making a dreadful whacking impact sound as it landed on my bum. Then a fraction of a second later the horrible sickeng pain in my poor bottom. I cant remember if I cried or not. It was such a shock. Then at a rhythmic pace, the whacks followed and I was v quickly bawling, pleading to stop and trying to contort my body to get away from the dreadful pain.
It continued and I just completely broke down. It is difficult to describe, but everyone who had a childhood spanking will know what I mean. V soon after this, suddenly, it was over. I remember he spoke to me softly and said that I must behave better and how much he and My Mum loved me. He v lightly rubbed the slipper over my bottom at the same time. then he pulled up my underpants, got me to my feet and laid me face down on the bed. For a v short time he rubbed the small of my back, while i was still crying uncontrolabely. Then he said I could come down whenever I wanted.
I stayed like that for some time. When I did go down, both parents hugged me together and I cried again, this time not so much from the pain - now a throbbing sting - but from their loving actions.
Looking back I am glad it happened.
More to come.
My first slippering was awful and a big shock and it had the desired affect and so subsequent slipperings were rare - say, averaging every six months or even more and the last one was when i was just 14, more or less. After the first slippering warnings were given with phrases like - ` you are that close to a v painful slippering` and I really took notice. That certaily worked most of the time. The first slippering was the result of warnings about my behavior and attitude and I went way beyond that by putting live tadpoles in the fruit cake mix, my mother was baking. I thought it was v funny but, strangely, my parents did not see it that way. Both were v angry and stepdad that I was going to get my first slippering off him. He told me to go to my bedroom and I was going to get a bottom whacking with his slipper. I was nervous because I knew many friends who described their sessions of chastisement, but I personally had no experience of it. I was sent to my bedroom to wait and I sat on the bed with my stomach churning.
Eventually he came into the room, sat on the bed and took off his right carpet slipper, which he always wore in the house. The 50s type wirh rubber soles and quite flexible. He told me I was overdue for a spanking and this was about to be rectified. he had me stand in front of him and undid my belt and lowered my short trousers which boys of that age wore then. I was terrified. I was told I was going over his knee and he quickly flipped me over his knee.
i was over his lap, and, I remeber, he put his hand on the small of my back and it tended to push my arms along the bed to balance. My legs were over the side of the bed with my trousers round my ankes. There was a trunk of my toys quite near to the bed and I, involuntarly kicked my legs backwards. This action was thwarted by the trunk and so i felt v vulnerable.
Then I felt my underpnats being lowered, and I protested, pleading -` Please, don`t take my pants down.` This was totally ignored. then I felt light taps of the slipper on my bare bum and he said that all spankings should be on the bare bottom. He told me off for the tadpoles and other things that I can`t remember now, while the taps continued.The anticipation was awful. but then he said ` OK - let`s get this over with. `
I sensed his right arm raising itself and then the sudden foeceful stroke of the slipper coming down and making a dreadful whacking impact sound as it landed on my bum. Then a fraction of a second later the horrible sickeng pain in my poor bottom. I cant remember if I cried or not. It was such a shock. Then at a rhythmic pace, the whacks followed and I was v quickly bawling, pleading to stop and trying to contort my body to get away from the dreadful pain.
It continued and I just completely broke down. It is difficult to describe, but everyone who had a childhood spanking will know what I mean. V soon after this, suddenly, it was over. I remember he spoke to me softly and said that I must behave better and how much he and My Mum loved me. He v lightly rubbed the slipper over my bottom at the same time. then he pulled up my underpants, got me to my feet and laid me face down on the bed. For a v short time he rubbed the small of my back, while i was still crying uncontrolabely. Then he said I could come down whenever I wanted.
I stayed like that for some time. When I did go down, both parents hugged me together and I cried again, this time not so much from the pain - now a throbbing sting - but from their loving actions.
Looking back I am glad it happened.
More to come.
By:
coldik2
Age:
61-65
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Male
