That’s the moment you arrive home to discover dad is waiting for you and you know it’s not going to end well.
When he stands up and produces the dreaded brush, your heart sinks knowing it’s soon going to be connecting with your backside
You try to explain and convince him that you’re sorry and your to old to still be getting a spanking.
He’s not interested. Just telling you to get your jeans down.
You have no choice but to comply dropping your jeans to your ankles and getting over his knee.
Soon his hand is connecting with your backside the pain mounting, you try to act tough, but he’s an expert at roasting your backside.
Every inch of your bottom, sit spots and thighs are burning, then he pulls down you pants and there nothing you can do about it.
Out comes the dreaded brush which bits into your already tender skin making you yelp, twist and squirm trying to avoid each wack.
With no end I sight the tears start to flow promising anything that you never do it again and be a good boy.
Finally you stand facing the wall hands on head for the next hour desperate to rub the throbbing pain out of your backside, but you know better than to do that because you could find yourself back over his knee again.
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