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The Art of Spanking - The Pain of Paddling Published: Jun 18, 2020
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There is only one way for corporal punishment to work, it must actually hurt. Any administrator that is charged with the discipline at a school, is not doing anyone any favors, by paddling in a gentle to moderate manner. Spanking has been used for centuries because it actually achieves very real results, but in no case does it work, if it only hurts a little. The entire reason a paddle is used in the school environment, as a means for punishment, is because it is more effective than a hand spanking. It is a tool, that was specifically designed and crafted, for one reason, and one reason only…to cause pain. Schools are filled with rulers and yardsticks, but they are not used in the high school environment for corporal punishment because they are not all that effective. A paddle, when in the right hands and used effectively, is a powerful tool for student discipline . But if a student is paddled with it, and they do not fear getting it again, then it was all just a waste of time. It is supposed to be used to punish them for the behavior that they engaged in, and to serve as a deterrent against future bad behavior. Without generous amounts of pain being applied to a young lady’s behind , she will not worry too much about getting it again. We are talking about teenage girls , who are more than capable of adapting to a little pain. Hell, it seems half of the girls out there, once they turn 18, go and get tattoos. Gone are the days of cute little heart tattoos, now they are getting full sleeves done. Do you know how much that hurts, I would guess quite a bit. But here they are, not only volunteering for such an experience, but paying for it. They will sit for hours while someone brings pain to their bodies and them come back for more. This right here should tell us a little something about the severity in which a paddle needs to be used. It sure as hell better hurt more than a tattoo. A paddle is not like a belt, or even a hairbrush, that people adapted over time to use for discipline. There is nothing else you can do with a paddle expect spank. There is a reason that they are large, wide, heavy, and often drilled full of holes. People have learned through design changes over time, what hurts the most. This is also why all school paddles look quite similar, as we have figured out what really works. There is no high school in the Southern states in which they use a small ping pong type paddle. They use large, up to 2 foot long paddles, as thick as ¾” made out of heavy wood. They actually have someone build them paddles to specification, as smaller ones do not have the same effect. The paddle needs to be swung safely, but with authority. Each swat should be lifting the young lady up onto her toes . After a single swat, it should be quite clear that it is having the desired effect, if not, what is the point? We are talking about bringing as much pain to someone’s bottom as we possibly can , it just doesn’t work if this is not the goal. She should not be able to just suck it up and take it, the entire process should be a visible struggle for her to endure. There should be changes in her breathing before the first swat ever lands, that is how we know she is scared about what is about to happen. After the first crack of the paddle, that should echo throughout the entire office, it should be clear in her verbal response that pain is being applied to her bottom . If she is not making any noise, once again, it is not being done right. The paddling should be visible in every way. She should be struggling to stay in position. Her legs should buckle after each swat. Her hand and her legs should begin to tremble, as that is how we know what is taking place is actually working. But most importantly, after just a couple of swats, she should be crying. I am not just talking about a single tear rolling down her cheek, I am talking about crying like a little girl . This might be a school environment, but this is still a spanking. A spanking is supposed to hurt . The goal of a spanking is always tears. It does not matter that she might be 18 years old and in school, THIS IS STILL A SPANKING! The administrator is not her parents and is governed by a clear set of rules. He does not get to bare her bottom , he may be limited in what position he can use, and is certainly limited in the number of swats he can administer. That is why he is using a paddle in the first place, as he may only get 2-10 swats to make sure she learns a lesson. He needs to take full advantage of every swat he is allowed, to make sure that she gets a proper spanking that results in a very sore and sorry young lady who cannot stop sobbing for several minutes after it is over. The paddling needs to hurt a lot. It needs to be unbearable for the duration, but even more importantly, it needs to remain sore for a couple of days. People figured out centuries ago that the bottom is the ideal place to apply physical punishment. It is perfectly padded and well suited for a well-earned punishment. As long as care is taken to avoid the tailbone, the paddling needs to be severe . She needs to be in a place mentally, that after the first swat, she feels there is no way she can take another one. The paddle is an implement that by design, is meant to provide a lot of thud. A belt on the bare bottom is very effective because of the sting, but the paddle works under different principles. Any form of spanking will sting to some degree, but a paddling is meant to hurt the bottom deeply . A proper paddle swat compresses the skin, moves the fatty tissue to the side, and makes direct contact to the muscles of her bottom. This is not a toddler who will respond to a few light smacks to their bottom. This is an older teen girl, in many cases a legal adult, and we are trying to punish them as a result of their behavior. Each swat needs to hit with enough force to make contact with the muscles of her bottom, as this is how real learning takes place. First, this is what is required to shock the system to assure that she will never return to that office again. But more importantly, her bottom needs to be sore for a few days to serve as a long-term reminder to be on her best behavior. It may sound cruel, but her bottom needs to be bruised . A black and blue bottom not only hurts, but it will serve as a visual reminder of what her behavior caused for a week or more. She needs to be able to look in the mirror every day and see just exactly what happens to naughty young ladies who feel they are above following the rules. Let’s remember, that it is not the school administrator that is responsible for this taking place. It is her behavior and conscious decision making that led her here. She is old enough now, to not only know all the rules that governs the school, but to follow them. These rules exist for a reason and there are very real consequences for breaking them. Yes, there are small offenses that do not warrant a paddling, but there is a reason why the paddle is an option for the more severe transgressions. When you break the major rules, you must be punished in a manner that will leave a lasting impression. A school paddle is large and intimidating, and the mere thought of it should strike fear in to the mind of any girl facing it. It should be used in the manner in which it was intended, and it should cause some very real and intense pain . It should not be easy to get through; it should be one of the hardest physical things that she has faced in her school career. The tears should start to flow after the first swat and they should continue well after the paddling is complete. Her body shaking, voice cracking, and knees buckling, demonstrate that the paddling is working, and these things should be seen as positive signs. This is a spanking , this type of reaction is the goal, it means progress is being made. It only works if she leaves his office crying, with a bottom so sore that sitting in a desk becomes a punishment all in itself. This is how real lessons are learned and how behavior improves.
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I’ve already told you how I got paddled for passing notes in class – this is the story about what happened when I got home that day, with an already sore bottom.
As I noted in my previous story, prior to being paddled that day at school, I had not been spanked in over two years. I hadn’t even really been threatened with a spanking. Grounding had replaced the parental hand.
As I went through the rest of my school day, squirming in hard chairs, feeling a little feverish, I mentally played the ‘how long will I be grounded for’ game. It’s amazing I didn’t get in trouble again that day, for not paying attention.
My mind wandered a couple of times to a rule I had known throughout my younger years – that being in trouble at school would result in an immediate spanking. However, I dismissed the possibility. That rule was for back when I was still being spanked, after all.
When I finally reached the final bell and shuffled off to home, I was dreading what was sure to be an exceptionally long chewing out and the forthcoming sentence. Caroline and I wished each other luck as we left the building. So I walked on home.
When I finally got there, my mom was sitting at the kitchen table, staring at the door. There was none of the calm coldness of Mrs Jamison. Rather, the fire of anger animated her entire face.
“Sit your little fanny down and do your homework right this second, young lady – then we are going to talk.”
Well, that didn’t sound good. I complied, thinking she was giving herself time to calm down. As I worked through my assignments, I actually found myself settling down. I didn’t exactly forget that I was in big trouble, but I pushed the thought aside.
When my homework was finished, Mom swooped right back in and told me: “Go to my bedroom, right now.” Her bedroom? That was weird – that had never happened before. But I wasn’t exactly feeling confident that I could question her right then. So upstairs and into my parents’ bedroom I went. My mom followed, and her voice was rising as we entered. “What were you thinking – if you were even thinking? School is not a spot to act up, young lady.”
I don’t remember her ever once bringing up the note-passing or the profanity – just the very fact that I had been sent to the principal and that I had been paddled. My offence wasn’t the specific action, in her mind, but merely the very basic misdemeanour of getting in trouble at school. Did I say she was taking time to calm down? I’m a damn fool, because she was as angry as I had ever seen her in my life.
Then came a very unexpected sentence. “Let me see how bad it is.” “What?” “Pull your jeans down so I can see how bad you got it.”
So my jeans came down. Remember, removing clothing was never part of my spankings, so I still wasn’t really thinking in that direction. I stood there in just my yellow panties. Thirty-five years later, I still remember the panties I wore that day – not what shirt or shoes, but I remember the underwear.
I also remember Mom looking at my butt. I caught a glance in her mirror and my left thigh had a pretty clear bruise. Before I thought much else, her hands were suddenly whisking down my yellow undies to join my jeans, and my right cheek was also clearly showing the results of the punishment.
My bottom wasn’t exactly a mess of bruises, but there was a splotch of purple on my right cheek and another on my left thigh, and a lot of red all around. I quickly pulled my panties back up but before I could reach for my jeans, my mom froze me in fear.
“Don’t move another muscle, Samantha Lynn,” she ordered.
She opened a dresser drawer and removed a wooden hairbrush I had never seen before. I should’ve known at that point what was in my future, but I swear it didn’t register.
“What’s that for mom?” “What do you think, that’s it to fix your hair? Come here.” And so for the first time in two years, and the first time as a teenager, I found myself across my mother’s lap.
Then the brush began to come down, right on my utterly too-thin-to-help panties, and I began to scream. For the first time in my life, I got a true bottom tanning. The brush continued to talk well past the point that I myself could even verbalise. My mom was spanking me well past the point of crying; she was going for hysterical. She was trying to make sure I never sat comfortably again, or so it seemed at the time.
Finally, after what felt like hours, she pushed me off her lap. I grabbed my bottom and tried to rub the fire away. “You are not too old for a spanking, Samantha, and I hope you remember that – because this can be done again, and worse.”
I finally got myself together enough to leave her room and go to mine. I fell asleep still crying.
Over the next two or three years, Mom threatened me with the brush on several occasions (often using the euphemism ‘do we need to go fix your hair?’). Just one more time, she proved true to her word: that I was not too old to be spanked; and that it could indeed be done again, and worse.
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