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Establish dominance early.
My daughter was growing up fast, but she wasn’t took old to go over my knee. A little self-reflection is in order before I tan her hide.
Her father is a kind man, so he makes her wait for her punishment until her mother takes the dog for a walk. No need to upset the poor dog just because she was naughty.
The hairbrush is a guaranteed way to end a naughty teenager’s reign of terror!
Learning what happens to little girls that are naughty at school, when they get home.
She never managed to stay out of trouble for long, so her mother's hairbrush was well acquainted with most of the items in her underwear drawer.
Why are the hands of a woman struggling to accept her (consensual) spanking always so expressive? And sexy?
"The first swat seemed like a combination thunder clap and earthquake, but the sting didn't seem too great... by the fourth spank I was beginning to rethink the sting factor.. by the seventh ( yes I was counting) It felt like a small fire was developing on my backside.
They kept coming, I was finding out that My Uncle was an accomplished spanker ( or so it seemed to me)
By the tenth or so swat ( counting a little harder now) I was starting to whimper and cry a little, I was straightening my legs and beginning to kick my feet... After a warning to settle down and a few harder than usual swats I reduced this activity....
The spanking continued with me gripping the legs of the chair to maintain my place."
From "First Spanking by my Uncle" by Daria Little.
"You know, this is all your fault, really."
Mitgegangen, mitgefangen, mitgehangen. Of course, this is much less dramatic than that. A few burning red lines across their bums are very likely, though, and they both know it.
Structure.
A good panty-warming with his hand is enough to help her mind what he's saying.
Two misbehaving girls, one solution.
Lined up for correction
That last irrational bit of doubt about the consequences of her misbehaviour is dissipating pretty quickly at this point.
Maryam had told her sister-in-law "Your brother spanks hard!" one day in response to being asked why she had winced when sitting down. Well, Maryam determined after that that her sister-in-law understood that she got bare bottom discipline spankings. Her sister-in-law, meanwhile, had taken this as they have crazy sex.
Maryam told her husband that his sister knew about him disciplining her with his belt on her bare butt, so he didn't have to wait until she was gone to discipline her. This led to today, when Maryam was feeling agitated and repeatedly said sassy things to her husband in front of his sister.
Maryam's sister-in-law watched in shock and sudden realization of the miscommunication as her brother, Maryam's hubby, told her to get up and pull her pants down. Maryam obeyed, pulling her pants and panties to her knees and bending over with her buttocks out for a spanking. Her husband spanked her bare butt cheeks as his sister watched, processing. As he whipped her he told her, "You know better than to take an attitude with me, young lady!"
Lydia was bent over her Boyfriend's lap, after he'd pulled her pants and panties down over her protests, getting a bare bottom discipline spanking with the wooden spoon. Earlier, he had been reprimanding Lydia for her brattiness and attitude. She had been incensed at her Boyfriend scolding her and balked at it, crossing her arms.
But her Dad had come into the living room where they'd been in the middle of him reprimanding her and said, "Good luck with that! The only way we ever got her to listen was with the wooden spoon!" Lydia had blushed and then panicked as she saw her Boyfriend looking over towards the kitchen. Then her Boyfriend walked to the kitchen, pulled out a wooden spoon, walked back, and grabbed her firmly by the wrist like a little girl.
Lydia changed to a squirmy, naughty girl, and fidgeted. She begged, "No, no, please, I'll be good! Please!" as her Boyfriend led her to her bedroom. It was too late and she wanted it to be too late. She might have outwardly acted defiant and stubborn, but inside she wanted to be taken in hand and forced to behave. She wanted to feel the same feeling as when her Dad taken her pants down and spanked her butt for being a brat growing up.
And that's what she got! Lydia's Boyfriend didn't hold back as he spanked her bare female butt cheeks. Before long, she was a sore, crying, kicking mess. The feeling of being spanked and made to behave was what she had imagined every bit. Afterwards, pants and panties at her ankles, Lydia held his hands and apologized, promising to be a good girl. And the closeness of his embrace, leading to her Boyfriend who had disciplined her and made her buttocks sore, being inside her, was exactly what she'd imagined and hoped for. It was the beginning of a domestic discipline relationship.
"A brazen daughter brings shame upon her father and her husband and is despised by both.
Inopportune conversation is like music in a time of mourning, but thrashings and correction are wisdom at all times." Sirach 22:5-6
Not modified at all. It literally says if you have a stubborn daughter, you and her husband shouldn't bother trying to talk to her. Father and husband should just give her a lot of whippings. In modern terminology, the only way to get a self-willed, bratty daughter or wife to listen is not by trying to talk it out, but by spanking her bottom all the time.
Kourtney tenderly and slowly began pulling her panties up after sitting and moping for a while after being whipped with the tawse. Her sore female butt cheeks were still raw and burning, so she didn't want to feel the constriction of her jeans over them quite yet. But sitting around long enough to be seen by her younger siblings was probably a bad idea.
Kourtney had walked into a spanked butt. She had left her small Kansas hometown for college in New York City. Upon returning home after college, she didn't bother to think about how much she'd changed. It only took 4 days before her exasperated Mom told her, "You seem to have forgotten your manners in the City. Let me give you a reminder."
Kourtney begged and pleaded and apologized as her Mom grabbed her wrist, leading her to the tawse and then to the couch. Mom ordered her to take her pants and panties down and bend over. Kourtney obeyed, but was still pleading, and burst into tears as she stuck her butt out. Mom hadn't spanked her in years and she hadn't realized how much she'd changed. But Mom didn't care; she whipped her bare bottom hard and long with the tawse.
After the spanking, Kourtney tried to recoup. But she had a distinct feeling she needed to either move back to New York or expect more discipline spankings. In the end, she would get a dozen more bare bottom spankings with the tawse before deciding she just wasn't a Kansas girl anymore and going back to the City.
As the spanking rod struck her never before spanked bottom for the first time, Cynthia winced and let out a guttural yelp. She had expected the spanking rod to be used on her for several weeks, and had seen the spanking rod appear.
Several weeks earlier, Cynthia had secretly listened to her Mom talking with a friend in the kitchen. Her Mom's friend was trying to convince her to discipline Cynthia with the rod of correction. The friend told Mom, "You have to spank her, with a rod. The Bible says to strike with a rod." Mom had hesitantly replied: "I know, I've known all these years I should be spanking her bottom. But I just can't! She has Autism, I can't bring myself to do it."
Mom's friend had squeezed her shoulder and sympathetically said, "I get it. My daughter has Autism too, and it breaks my heart every time I have to get out the spanking rod, which is a few times a week! But I do it anyway. The Bible doesn't say to correct with the rod unless they have Autism. It just says use the rod."
She'd watched Mom pause, bite her lip, and say, "You're right. I need to pray for the strength to do what's right and not what feels good." A few weeks later, Cynthia noticed the spanking rod, and ever since then she had nervously anticipated being spanked for the first time in her life. Today, after being stubborn and getting angry in a pre-meltdown sort of way, Mom had gotten out the spanking rod. Then she walked Cynthia to the chair and told her to take her pants and panties down. She bent over and stuck her butt out, squeaking an apology. Her Mom said, "Cynthia sweetie, 18 may be late to start correcting you with the spanking rod. I'm sorry I didn't obey God and spank you with it before. Now hold still while I discipline you."
Then Mom spanked her bottom, hard and fast with the rod. As Mom hugged Cynthia afterwards, she could tell Mom had been crying the whole time she spanked her little butt cheeks with the spanking rod.
Linda stared at the freshly spanked bottoms of her three daughters and breathed a heavy sigh of relief. She was happy as she looked at the butt cheeks of her offspring that she had just spanked. The girls, other than some whimpering, were quiet. She was glad she had many years ago switched from gentle parenting to spanking. Spanking the girls, especially when she spanked all three at once, was tiring. But it was a lot less tiring and a lot more simple than the gentle parenting techniques she'd tried to use for years. Now it was easy- she just pulled their pants down and spanked their bare butts whenever they got on her nerves!
Chikage felt a thrill run down her spine as she pulled her niece's panties down to give her a spanking. She couldn't believe it. For so many years, she had fantasized about spanking Hatsumi's little butt cheeks, and now she was about to do it! Hatsumi was breathing rapidly, clutching Chikage's leg, and begging her Aunt to not spank. But Chikage had been fantasizing about this moment for too long, she wasn't having sympathy and back down now. She slipped her niece's panties to her knees, raised her hand, and brought it down, spanking Hatsumi's bottom hard. It was every bit as thrilling as she had imagined and she kept spanking the poor girl's butt for fifteen minutes with her hand. When she was done spanking Hatsumi, Chikage cuddled her and told her she should "obey Aunty" to avoid further discipline spankings. But inside, Chikage thought about all the things she could turn into reasons to spank her niece's cute, soft little butt cheeks again.