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As an AuDHD spanko, your stories make me feel very seen. Please never stop blessing this very niche community with your posts!
Thank you, friend! As an Autistic person who loves spanking I appreciate those who get it!
Brianna was getting a bare bottom discipline spanking from her Autistic Mom. Brianna tried to obey her Mom- mostly because her Mom was willing and able to still spank her bare butt, and Mom spanked pretty hard even with just her hand. Brianna was Neurotypical like her Dad and could never quite figure out her Mom, but she knew when Mom made a rule she needed to follow it exactly. But Brianna still looked for grey areas and exceptions to the rules, which activities kept ending with her having sore buttocks and a large amount of embarrassment at still being spanked like a naughty child.
Today was one of those days. Brianna had been told repeatedly she couldn't go out today with her friends because she needed to do the laundry. Well, Brianna had done the laundry so now she thought she could go out. She got dressed and ready to go, but her excitement ended as she opened the front door and felt her Mom's vice-like grip. "i told you you couldn't go out today because you needed to do the laundry, young lady!"
Brianna panicked but also felt indignant. She replied, "But I did the laundry!"
Her Mom turned her around and gave her three pops on the bottom, then irately replied, "You little brat! I told you no going out today. Not you can go out after you do the laundry! You disobey and think you can change what I said!"
Brianna frantically said, "No, Mom, I didn't mean-"
Her Mom was now fully mad and interrupted: "No? Seriously, you wanna disobey me and tell me no? You're getting SPANKED!"
As Mom dragged her by the wrist to the living room and pulled out the chair, she tried to explain to Mom that she hadn't meant to disobey and thought Mom meant do the laundry first. Mom just stared at her and replied, "I can't believe you! You disobey me and now you're acting like I said something I didn't say!" Mom made Brianna lift up her dress, then she pulled her Neurotypical daughter's panties down and yoinked her across her lap.
Mom spanked Brianna's a bare butt cheeks hard and fast, scolding her for disobeying and telling her when she gave and order she expected it to be obeyed exactly, not some other order Brianna wanted to make up "out of whole cloth"! Brianna gripped the chair and grimaced as Mom kept spanking and spanking and spanking.
After the spanking, she ran away in shame to her room. Someday, she told herself, she'd remember to pay attention to Mom's exact wording when she gave her directions. Reading into what Mom told her just ended with a bare bottom spanking. And she was tired of getting bare bottom spankings, something Mom had always been more quick to give her daughters than any other "gift."
Jocelyn was a girl with Asperger's Syndrome who was finding herself in the now familiar position of her pants and panties on the floor as she was getting her bare bottom spanked with the spanking rod. She tensed her body up as much as she could while her dad spanked her hard with the rod, clenching her hands together to avoid reaching back, and closing her eyes. It was hard for her to stay still and not squirm but she did the best she could.
Jocelyn had been diagnosed with High-Functioning Autism three years earlier. For most girls this would have meant no more spankings or at least a lot less. But Jocelyn's parents understood her diagnosis in a very unusual way.
The spanking rod only appeared after her Autism diagnosis! Before the diagnosis she only got a spanking every two to four months, and just with the hand over her pants. After the diagnosis, her parents thought her Autism meant they needed to be a lot more strict. So they bought some dowel rods at Lowe's that they put in visible places as a reminder. They pointed them out to Jocelyn, telling her she would be getting disciplined with a "spanking rod" from now on! And they started pulling her pants and panties down for the spankings and started spanking her more often.
Now Jocelyn got bare bottom spankings with a rod about every five to eight days! She was a strictly disciplined Aspie girl and knew that that's what she was. She tried her best to brace and take the spankings, but they really hurt her butt cheeks and made them sting terribly. Her parents, with their autism=she needs firmer discipline thinking framed it as wanting to be there for her and spanking her bare bottom with the spanking rod because they were aware of her Autism and cared to give her the structure she needed.
A woman who is truly loved and cared for is never separated from the spanking rod for very long.
Tabby was an Autistic girl who had just discovered that her Boyfriend had a spanking rod in the car and not just at home! Part of the reason she was being spanked bare butt on the side of the road was her Autistic mind not having a picture of the rod and a spanking happening apart from the house. She was familiar with rod of correction at home, it came out a lot and was used to give her "attitude adjustments" and "behavioral interventions" as her Boyfriend called the spankings he gave her.
But as soon as Tabby walked out the door for their road trip, the house ceased to exist in her mind and the spanking rod along with it. She grew gradually more and more irritable and was bratting and sassing him. Suddenly, after several warnings, her Boyfriend pulled over into a side road. He parked in a private location and ordered her out of the car. It was then she noticed what she hadn't before- a spanking rod under the driver's seat!
Tabby stimmed with her hands vigorously and begged him to not spank her as they walked around to the front of the car. But it was too late. He ordered her to put her hands on the hood and she obeyed him, whimpering already. He pulled her pants and panties down and rolled up her shirt. Then he informed her she was getting an attitude adjustment with the spanking rod, and began to spank her bare bottom. Tabby now could visualize a spanking rod being present when they were in the car and could visualize being spanked while on a road trip. But that didn't stop the spanking. Her Autistic butt cheeks were already burning from the spanks he had given her with the rod so far, and she knew he wasn't finished. The spanking rod was lifted up in the air and came back down again, eliciting a yelp. And this repeated again and again and again.
An obedient woman gets a hug and rest after a stressful day. But a disobedient and self-willed woman gets the spanking rod on her bare bottom.
Amelia had just gotten a bare bottom discipline spanking with the spanking rod from her Mom for backtalk. Her Mom had withdrawn the rod and her spanking was, in fact over. But Mom hadn't quite yet told her she could get out of position. In that fleeting moment between her discipline spanking being over and when it was ok to get up, Amelia brought her hand back to rub her butt cheeks as she stood up. And that ended poorly. Mom told her to put her hands back on the bed, and gave her a second discipline spanking for moving before she'd been allowed to. As if feeling the spanking rod on her soft female butt cheeks hadn't been enough, the spanking rod came down again, blow after blow, a reminder of how her Mom never hesitated to use it on her recalcitrant daughter's rear end.
Gracie was an Autistic girl who was getting a painful discipline spanking on the bare bottom with her Dad's strap. She was mad as she yelped under the sting of the strap on her sensitive butt. Not at him, at herself. Because again and again she kept having to be taught the same lesson. She kept acting out in ways she knew were wrong and then trying to hide behind her Autism and tell her Dad it was because of her Autism. Today, it was sneaking alcohol into the house even though she wasn't 21 yet. Other times it had been cheating on tests, running a red light, or verbally abusing people. And before, as today, her Dad scolded her for assigning her behavior to her Autism and ordered her to pull her pants and panties down.
So Gracie was getting consequences for her actions. The strap hurt, a lot, as he spanked her Autistic butt cheeks. But her heart hurt too; she had done it again, disobeyed her Dad and told him things he knew weren't true. Her Dad who was willing to raise an Autistic girl all by himself while working a night shift. Her Dad who tried to be as accommodating as possible. Her Dad who had modified the lighting in the house so it was never too bright for her. Her Dad who had stood up for her when she had been bullied. Her Dad who had taught her how to cook and how to fix a car. Her Dad who loved her enough to whip her with the strap when she needed it; who didn't refrain from spanking her bare bottom because she was Autistic.
After the discipline spanking, Gracie sobbed into Dad's shoulder as he rubbed her sore butt cheeks and kissed her forehead. She clung to him and cried until she felt calm and like the guilt and angst that had built up were all gone. Then she thanked him for disciplining her and pulled her pants back up. She knew she was loved, even if that sometimes meant feeling the strap and meant being a spanked Autistic girl.
Courtney was an Autistic girl who was getting the first spanking she had ever gotten. And Mom was not holding back one bit as she spanked her Autistic daughter's bare butt cheeks with the hairbrush! Mom had tiptoed around her, coddled her, excused her messy room and her tantrums, overlooked her turning 18 and promptly doing nothing at all in the way of work or college. But today Mom was done with all that and was determined to make up for the years of letting Courtney have an unspanked bottom because of her Autism.
She came into Courtney's room steaming angry and dragged her out by the wrist, hairbrush in hand. As she dragged her frightened Autistic girl to the living room she informed her that she had had more than enough of Courtney's attitude, disrespect, laziness, and tantrums. She told her starting now she was going to give Courtney what she should have given her all along. When they got to the couch she sat down, and before the frantic, panicking Courtney could process it all, she yanked her pants and panties down and bent her over her knee.
Mom scolded Courtney for her various misbehaviors as she spanked her bare butt hard and fast and long! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! On and on the hairbrush spanking went, marking up Courtney's buttocks with redness and bruises, as she squirmed and cried and yelped. She had never felt anything like this. Spankings hurt!
As the spanking kept going on far beyond what Courtney felt she could handle, she held tight to the cushions, sometimes gritting her teeth in pain and sometimes bawling and screaming. When Mom was finally done spanking her, her bottom was red and sore and throbbing, with dark red marks. Courtney scrambled up, unable to speak, unsure whether to tell Mom she was sorry or that she hated her. As she pulled her pants back up, Mom said, "Young lady, I'm going to make up for all the time I was soft on you and let your little bottom go unspanked. From now on, I'm spanking every time you step out off line! Even if that's two or three times a day! YOU WILL GO GET A JOB! YOU WILL CLEAN YOUR ROOM! YOU WILL SPEAK TO ME WITH RESPECT! YOU WILL STOP THESE TEMPER TANTRUMS! And if you don't you'll get spanked- EVERY...SINGLE...TIME! You hear me?" Courtney stammered out a "Yes, Ma'am!" and rushed off to clean her room. She wouldn't last even 24 hours before getting the second spanking of her life, but she definitely had motivation to make changes and make them fast!
Catherine was getting a bare bottom discipline spanking from her Mom after backtalking and pushing against her when she tried to grab her elbow to tell her she getting spanked. Anyway, she had acquiesced as she always did, and let her skirt and panties fall to the floor. She stood with her hands on her head as Mom began spanking her bare butt cheeks with the tawse, crying but more from the shame of being spanked as a "big girl" than from the pain.
To add insult to injury, Catherine's cat Patches was watching with intense interest. Most cats, upon seeing their humans fighting, would flee to a dark corner of the house. Not Patches. Patches was a spanko!
Patches prepared when she saw her "Mom" and "Grandma" arguing; she'd seen how it ended before! Then, when the skirt and panties came down and the tawse came out, Patches jumped up on the ottoman. Her whiskers twitched forward, and she was at attention. Patches stared in utter fascination with Catherine's butt, with the impact of the tawse, and with the cries coming from her "Mom." Catherine's embarrassment shot through the roof in the middle of getting her buttocks whipped as she could tell her cat was watching and enjoying the show!
As soon as her newborn fell asleep and she had a moment to herself, Claudia rubbed her still stinging butt cheeks. Her husband had given her some behavioral correction with the spanking rod earlier and her bottom was still feeling it! She pulled her dress up and her panties down, just enough to massage her spanked female butt and try and bring some relief. The rod of correction had left smarting marks that would be there a while and had, in fact, corrected her behavior. Her attitude and demeanor were much sweeter now.
Claudia knew the verse, "Wives submit to your husbands in Lord, for this is right." And she knew the spanking rod all too well, having grown up in the sort of Christian sect that talked about spanking with the rod from the pulpit. Well, she was still a member there, too, and committed to all of it. So she'd felt the spanking rod as a girl from her parents hundreds of times. So when her husband got out the spanking rod to give her some behavioral interventionss she never resisted. She firmly believed it was the right thing to do to accept his discipline.
But Claudia's husband hadn't spanked her while she was pregnant with their first child, so it had been a good while since the spanking rod had made an appearance in their house. That made it a little harder for her to take the pain and the ensuing emotions. Part of her wanted to reject being disciplined like this with the rod. It hurt, and she wasn't a little girl anymore. But as she rubbed her butt, Claudia rebuked herself and wondered if she should ask hubby for another spanking for those thoughts. Then, as newborns do, their child awoke with great noise, and Claudia reclothed her buttocks and went to take care of him. She knew the sting of the rod and the marks would linger, but she was content with her life, even if the rod of correction was still a part of it.
A good Autism Mom recognizes that often her Autistic girl needs something more than accommodations, gentle discussions, and sensory aides. For sure, she gives her Autistic girl all those things. But she knows that what her Autistic girl also needs just as much is to have her bottom bared and spanked hard. As often as needed, whether once a week, once a day, or however often.
As soon as her newborn fell asleep and she had a moment to herself, Claudia rubbed her still stinging butt cheeks. Her husband had given her some behavioral correction with the spanking rod earlier and her bottom was still feeling it! She pulled her dress up and her panties down, just enough to massage her spanked female butt and try and bring some relief. The rod of correction had left smarting marks that would be there a while and had, in fact, corrected her behavior. Her attitude and demeanor were much sweeter now.
Claudia knew the verse, "Wives submit to your husbands in Lord, for this is right." And she knew the spanking rod all too well, having grown up in the sort of Christian sect that talked about spanking with the rod from the pulpit. Well, she was still a member there, too, and committed to all of it. So she'd felt the spanking rod as a girl from her parents hundreds of times. So when her husband got out the spanking rod to give her some behavioral interventionss she never resisted. She firmly believed it was the right thing to do to accept his discipline.
But Claudia's husband hadn't spanked her while she was pregnant with their first child, so it had been a good while since the spanking rod had made an appearance in their house. That made it a little harder for her to take the pain and the ensuing emotions. Part of her wanted to reject being disciplined like this with the rod. It hurt, and she wasn't a little girl anymore. But as she rubbed her butt, Claudia rebuked herself and wondered if she should ask hubby for another spanking for those thoughts. Then, as newborns do, their child awoke with great noise, and Claudia reclothed her buttocks and went to take care of him. She knew the sting of the rod and the marks would linger, but she was content with her life, even if the rod of correction was still a part of it.
Catherine was getting a bare bottom discipline spanking from her Mom after backtalking and pushing against her when she tried to grab her elbow to tell her she getting spanked. Anyway, she had acquiesced as she always did, and let her skirt and panties fall to the floor. She stood with her hands on her head as Mom began spanking her bare butt cheeks with the tawse, crying but more from the shame of being spanked as a "big girl" than from the pain.
To add insult to injury, Catherine's cat Patches was watching with intense interest. Most cats, upon seeing their humans fighting, would flee to a dark corner of the house. Not Patches. Patches was a spanko!
Patches prepared when she saw her "Mom" and "Grandma" arguing; she'd seen how it ended before! Then, when the skirt and panties came down and the tawse came out, Patches jumped up on the ottoman. Her whiskers twitched forward, and she was at attention. Patches stared in utter fascination with Catherine's butt, with the impact of the tawse, and with the cries coming from her "Mom." Catherine's embarrassment shot through the roof in the middle of getting her buttocks whipped as she could tell her cat was watching and enjoying the show!
A good Autism Mom recognizes that often her Autistic girl needs something more than accommodations, gentle discussions, and sensory aides. For sure, she gives her Autistic girl all those things. But she knows that what her Autistic girl also needs just as much is to have her bottom bared and spanked hard. As often as needed, whether once a week, once a day, or however often.
Nicole melted into her Mom's hug after getting a bare bottom discipline spanking with the spanking hairbrush. The hairbrush only used to spank her bare butt. It was just these moments that made her feel totally safe and immune from the world.
Nicole, to be clear, hated being spanked. Every time Mom took her pants down and spanked her female butt cheeks, she loudly protested that she was an adult. But when the spanking was over, the hug afterwards did something to her. Nicole stopped caring about her bare, throbbing buttocks. She stopped caring that she was a full grown woman still getting her pants pulled down by Mom and still being given disciplinary spankings with the hairbrush. In that moment, she was safe, protected, she didn't have to be big or strong or responsible. She could just be Mommy's girl, spanked and held as she had been for so many years.
How to have a productive conversation with your wife. Order of discussion: pants down, panties down, scold, over knee, hand, hairbrush, wooden spoon, hug, cuddle.