Spanked For Being Late

Spanked For Being Late




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Spanked For Being Late
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While I was at university in Heidelberg, Germany, I rented a room at a large house which was owned by a widow with two sons, who were aged eight and 11 respectively. Petra was an attractive woman – I guess she’d be in her late 30s by this time I’m talking about (late 1960s).
One day, I wanted to ask Petra something. An expected grant payment hadn’t come into my bank account and I needed to delay paying my rent for a couple of weeks until I had the money.
Rather nervous about having to ask this, I went to the living room, where Petra usually was at that time of day. The door of this room was closed and I was about to knock politely when I heard clapping sounds and crying coming from inside. I hesitated and was about to go away for a while, but Petra must have heard me outside and called out: “Come right in!”
I opened the door and was greeted by the sight of Stefan, the eldest boy, draped over his mother’s knee. He was bare-bottomed, his pants and underwear bunched around his ankles. Petra had a hairbrush in her hand and the boy’s buttocks were cherry red from the spanking he was in the middle of receiving.
I experienced a whole mixture of feelings (most of them inside my own underwear) and I felt myself blushing, but Petra was very matter-of-fact about the punishment. She said: “Stefan is getting his bare bottom smacked with the hairbrush because he has been very naughty at school. Sit down while I finish spanking him, then we’ll talk.”
Needless to say, I didn’t need any second bidding. I sat down, Petra scolded Stefan a little then went back to work on his buttocks. The hairbrush did an excellent job, and the whole experience of watching an attractive woman administer such a thorough spanking was both fascinating and exciting to me. I felt myself getting hard as I sat there, hoping that Petra wouldn’t notice the bulge that was forming in my crotch. A big part of me wished I could trade places with the boy and receive a good, motherly spanking across Petra’s warm lap. It was something I had experienced myself often as a child, and I kind of missed it.
When she had finally finished, Petra put Stefan – still bare-bottomed – in a corner to ‘think about’ his behaviour. The boy’s bright chubby, red bottom was directly in my sight line as Petra asked me what I wanted. I stammered through my explanation and blushed again as I lodged my request.
“Very well,” Petra said at last, “but this must be the one and only time, do you understand?” It felt like I was being lectured like a little boy now. “I won’t throw you out, Jurgen, but as you have just seen, I don’t stand for any nonsense!”
I went back to my room. Did Petra mean that she would spank me, bare bottomed like her son, if I didn’t pay my rent? Part of me wanted to find out – but I never dared be late with my rent again.
After that time, I hung around near the living room hoping to see another spanking, or maybe just overhear one, but I never did. However, I did construct a vivid fantasy of being spanked like a little boy over Petra’s lap for not paying my rent, and jerked off to that fantasy more than a few times during my college years – and ever since, if I’m being honest!
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Выбрать язык русский азербайджанский албанский амхарский арабский армянский африкаанс баскский белорусский бенгальский бирманский болгарский боснийский валлийский венгерский вьетнамский гавайский галисийский греческий грузинский гуджарати датский зулу иврит игбо идиш индонезийский ирландский исландский испанский итальянский йоруба казахский каннада каталанский киргизский китайский (традиционный) китайский (упрощенный) корейский корсиканский коса креольский (гаити) курдский (курманджи) кхмерский лаосский латинский латышский литовский люксембургский македонский малагасийский малайский малаялам мальтийский маори маратхи монгольский немецкий непальский нидерландский норвежский ория панджаби персидский польский португальский пушту руанда румынский самоанский себуанский сербский сесото сингальский синдхи словацкий словенский сомалийский суахили сунданский таджикский тайский тамильский татарский телугу турецкий туркменский узбекский уйгурский украинский урду филиппинский финский французский фризский хауса хинди хмонг хорватский чева чешский шведский шона шотландский (гэльский) эсперанто эстонский яванский японский
The most embarrassing corporal punishment I ever got was when I was 11. My mother was just starting to prepare me for my spanking, which had been coming both for sassing her and for playing ball in the house which resulted in a broken window.
When it came to administering the spanking, Mom always took my pants down herself. She said naughty boys were not allowed to do it. Anyway, just as her fingers were starting to unzip my short pants, the door bell rang.
My mother looked up. “That must be the babysitter – don’t you dare move!” I was so embarrassed when she returned with Sarah, my babysitter. Sarah was only four years older then me and I had a huge crush on her. She was wearing a pencil skirt, stockings and high heel pumps. She looked at me and smiled. 
To my utter shame, my mother told her: “Bobby has been a very naughty boy and I was just about to administer his spanking when you arrived. I didn’t realise how late it was, and I won’t have time to whip him. Would you do me a favour and administer it for me?” Sarah looked at me and smiled, then said: “I would be happy to.” Mom told her to pull my pants and underwear down and spank me over her lap, then she left.
When my mother had gone, Sarah looked at me and said knowingly: “I think this spanking will do you a lot more good with me giving it to you. I know you have a crush on me!”
She sat down on the straight-backed chair previously occupied by my mother and called me over, then her fingers slowly finished unzipping my pants. Sarah took down my underpants and looked down – she smiled as she gazed at my growing erection. My embarrassment was complete. Then it was over her lap for my spanking. I felt her stocking-clad thighs under me and rubbed myself against them.
Sarah raised her hand and began to spank me slowly, pausing between spanks to let each one sink in. The fire built up steadily in my bare bottom but at the same time, I also felt something else as my penis rubbed up and down against her stockings as I wriggled. With hindsight, I was on the point of coming. However, just before I did, Sarah stood me up, told me to pull up my pants and go to my room until I could be a good boy.
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Has your boss ever spanked you at work? If so, what did you do?
Strict Stepmom ( 1982 – present ) · Author has 96 answers and 344.6K answer views · 2 y ·
As an adult, have you been spanked by someone other than your husband?
Were you ever spanked by a stranger bare bottomed?
Has anyone ever been spanked by their in-laws? If you have, why and how?
What rules are you breaking that you get spanked so often?
Does anyone care to share some spanking fantasies?
As an adult, have you been spanked by someone other than your husband?
Were you ever spanked by a stranger bare bottomed?
Has anyone ever been spanked by their in-laws? If you have, why and how?
What rules are you breaking that you get spanked so often?
Does anyone care to share some spanking fantasies?
Was anyone ever spanked at work by your boss back in the day?
Has anyone ever been spanked on there bare bottom by your friend or by your boss? (I’m a girl, asking from a girls’ POV)
Have you ever been part of a public spanking? What was it like?
What did you do to get the worst spanking that you've ever gotten?
Have you been spanked in the private area as a punishment? What happened?
What is the most unusual spanking experience you have had?
Who spanks her partner for punishment?
Has anyone ever been spanked at work?
How does it feels to get spanked by stranger?
What was the worst thing that happened while you got spanked?
As an adult, have you been spanked by someone other than your husband?
Were you ever spanked by a stranger bare bottomed?
Has anyone ever been spanked by their in-laws? If you have, why and how?
What rules are you breaking that you get spanked so often?
Does anyone care to share some spanking fantasies?
Was anyone ever spanked at work by your boss back in the day?
Has anyone ever been spanked on there bare bottom by your friend or by your boss? (I’m a girl, asking from a girls’ POV)
Have you ever been part of a public spanking? What was it like?
What did you do to get the worst spanking that you've ever gotten?
Have you been spanked in the private area as a punishment? What happened?
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When I was a 17 year old girl I took my first ever job at a store “Family Christian Book Store” The store was own and managed by Ms Moa a very strict woman of about 45 years of age. Besides Christian books and music there was a case displaying various spanking paddles. Most were of lite weight wood with cute sayings and cartoonish pictures meant more for decoration than spanking. There was one paddle that I could tell would really sting a bottom. One day at closing Ms Mona asked me to remain and visit her in the office. After the door was secured I follow as Ms Mona lead me to the back of the
When I was a 17 year old girl I took my first ever job at a store “Family Christian Book Store” The store was own and managed by Ms Moa a very strict woman of about 45 years of age. Besides Christian books and music there was a case displaying various spanking paddles. Most were of lite weight wood with cute sayings and cartoonish pictures meant more for decoration than spanking. There was one paddle that I could tell would really sting a bottom. One day at closing Ms Mona asked me to remain and visit her in the office. After the door was secured I follow as Ms Mona lead me to the back of the store. After entering she sat at her desk and told me my laziness had lead to the store needing to pay the trash hauler for an extra service. I had been lazy about cutting up empty boxes. Ms Mona said I was going to be terminated from my job. I really liked and needed the job and kept asking for another chance. Eventually Ms Mona announced some form of discipline was called for, she went on to say I had two choices, termination or a spanking! I was too shocked to give an answer so Ms Mona turn her chair away from the desk, took my arm pulling me to a position in front of her. Soon my skirt was lifted and panties came down. Ms Mona paused ordering me to stay in place arms crossed behind my back. She left her office and return with the spanking paddle that was the most severe looking, took her seat and pulled me across her lap. Without much speaking she started in on my bottom with the paddle and despite my protesting she continued until I was squirming and sobbing for mercy. None came until Ms Mona was sure I learn a lesson.
He wasn’t my direct boss, but one of the bosses. A few years ago I was working in a big hotel, and I was responsable for orders from different departments. It was some occasion and I got a special order from the kitchen, what I messed up. In fact, I really messed up the things, and was prepared to be fired because of it. It was a huge tantrum about it, but in the end the owner and the hotel-director gave me a second chance, because it was my first mistake, and till that I was doing a good work. But the kitchen-chef was still very angry with me, even weeks after the incident, although I was apo
He wasn’t my direct boss, but one of the bosses. A few years ago I was working in a big hotel, and I was responsable for orders from different departments. It was some occasion and I got a special order from the kitchen, what I messed up. In fact, I really messed up the things, and was prepared to be fired because of it. It was a huge tantrum about it, but in the end the owner and the hotel-director gave me a second chance, because it was my first mistake, and till that I was doing a good work. But the kitchen-chef was still very angry with me, even weeks after the incident, although I was apologising to him hundreds of time. I was even thinking to quit, because the situation started to become unbearable. One day, we met in the parking lot, after work, and decided to ask him again, what-does-he-want-me-to-do-to-forgive-my-mistake. He was grumpy as usual, but said, he’ll think about it. A few days later, he came to me saying, if I accept to be punished, he’ll forget all the mess. When I asked him, how gonna be punishing me, he said how the misbehaved children all, with spanking. I wasn’t very happy about it, but said okay. So, happened that later that day, in fact, more in the night I found myself in of the storerooms of the hotel over his knee, while he gave me a bare bottom hand-spanking for long-long minutes, and later bending over some table with my ass exposed to his belt-spanking. I don’t know, how much I got, but in the next few days sitting was a bit uncomfortable, and I had marks even a week after my punishment.

20 year old college student still spanked at home
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Obviously using a throwaway here: I am a 20 year old who attends community college full-time and works a part-time job. I still live at home with my parents, who are generally very supportive and nice to me. They help me pay for college and let me live at home rent free. Their only condition is that as long as I live under their roof, I follow their rules and do my portion of the household chores. The condition for them paying part of my tuition is that I get good grades. That’s all fine and perfectly acceptable to me. It’s a pretty sweet deal actually. However, my parents are firm believers in corporal punishment: If I ever break any of their rules, don’t do my chores to their satisfaction, or receive a single poor grade, I still get spanked like when I was a child. Just yesterday I got my butt paddled for forgetting to take out the garbage can and recycling bin on pickup day.
Needless to say, I am very unhappy with this part of our arrangement. I find it extremely humiliating to be physically punished like that. I am technically an adult, after all! Really the only way to get away from this, is for me to move out and stop accepting financial support from them. This is something I don’t think I can currently afford. My part-time job pays just enough to cover my portion of my tuition, and I really don’t want to take out student loans (I plan on transferring to a four year institution after finishing up community college, so I possibly will need to take out a few loans in the near future, even though my parents have already said they’d consider continuing paying part of my tuition).
What can I do? Again, I love my parents and we generally have a decent relationship. I truly appreciate their support and really like living in their house for the most part. I just don’t want to be spanked anymore!
I think sometimes, ingrained patterns and cultural biases persist way longer than they should. I think if your parents are reasonable people, you can make them understand this. Here's what I suggest:
One night soon, at dinner, or some time when you are all together and attentive, you say something like: 'Mom, Dad, I love you and feel very grateful for the opportunity you have given me to live with you and pursue an education. I want to live by your rules and respect the things you ask of me, but I would like to ask you for something. I find I am too old for spankings and I'd like to be treated more like an adult so I was hoping we could come up with a more suitable punishment together. Perhaps I could e rounded or cut off from the internet when I don't respect your rules?'
I think if you approach this like an adult, they might be willing to treat you more like an adult.
I have tried talking to them before. Your points are way better than what I said at the time, though. I should bring it up again, like you said. Thanks for the advice!
And also the law in most places finds that I am legally too old for spankings, prepare with documentation.
The Parents are clearly not reasonable if they are treating their adult child like a kid still.
I am technically an adult, after all!
No technicality involved you are an adult. You may still be financially dependent on them but that is irrelevant. Simply don't let them hit you any more. This is domestic violence.
Yeah This is assault plain and simple Call the cops next time
You may just need to bite the bullet, take out some loans, and move out if that’s what it takes. It really isn’t a big deal. They’d be easily paid off and you can actually be deemed an independent student by having a social worker in your county’s human services division write a letter to your college’s financial aid department saying that due to abuse, you cannot live with your parents and therefore you need more financial aid, which means grants and scholarships.
I personally had to do that and that is why I get $12,000 a year in scholarships and grants, despite getting free tuition already.
Spanking your adult child is fucking sick and it
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