Spanking Humiliation Story

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These posts are all about spanking. Spanking is something we do quite a bit and really enjoy and this is a collection of real life play, informational pieces and fiction – it’s all about the spanking.
“Go upstairs, take your clothes off and lie on the bed. I want to use the paddle on you.” I do as I am told and wait for him. When he comes in he gets the paddle out of the drawer and I see is not the leather and fur […]
Despite my love for spanking, it is a while since I wrote a spanking story, so here is one just for you. We have just had dinner and I have set down the coffee cups when the conversation turns to spanking. HL asks if Q has ever done it and […]
I mentioned in my post about limits and boundaries that we had been away with friends and had pushed some of the boundaries we previously had with regard to playing with, and in front of, others. Choosing to do this was not a conscious thought; it was more that we […]
When your partner acknowledges their sadistic tendencies, it causes you to think about your own masochistic ones. For me, my true masochism lies in the emotional torment that he can inflict via erotic humiliation. I have written a lot about the way that the thrill of shame works through cognitive […]
“Why?” she giggled, nervously. “Because I want to,” he replied. “And because I have been watching you all night and my fingers are literally tingling to touch you. Also, I think that you need it,” he said, as if it were the most normal thing in the world to have […]
It is early on in our relationship and HL has told me that I have a date for a spank. We have the house to ourselves so he wants to make the most of it. He has gone upstairs to our bedroom and told me to wait 5 minutes before […]
Naughty and Nice is part 2 to This post where Isabelle finds herself over the knee of her husband, receiving her first ever spanking. * * * * * * * She felt his finger press against her hole then and gasped. Was he really going to do what he […]
I am struggling to write about resets. I realise that we have not reset for a long time and that leads me to consider why. It would be good if I could say that it was because things were going so well with our D/s dynamic that it was not […]
Public play is something that we both find quite interesting and therefore, it might seem strange that we have not done more of it. Although we have had a couple of opportunities and have give it a go, it is not something that has become much of a feature of […]
Why Erotic Spanking? We love erotic spanking. I suppose I could ask what’s not to love, but I know that not everyone enjoys it like we do. As you might imagine, within our dynamic HL is the spanker and I am the spanked, but we both enjoy what it gives […]
“I want to spank you.” Giggling, she collapsed onto the bed. “I am serious,” he said, watching her from his chair across the room. She felt her face flush slightly as a wave of heat seemed to crawl upwards from her feet, snaking its way up her body. His words […]
Ceit struggled along the path, careful not to trip on the fallen branches. It was deserted along here which was what she wanted. She was fed up. With them, with him, with everything. She was indignant too. How dare they do this to her? How could they mess things up […]
Ready for some electromagnetic spanking? Draped across your knee, pulled into your magnetic field, I feel your charge. Skirt lifted, knickers lowered, you bring my skin slowly to life as you rub and stroke and nip. You ignite me with your words, rewiring my brain and connecting it, through my […]
A to Z Challenge – S An obvious for S would have to be SUBMISSION but that would mean linking my entire blog really. I have chosen the post The faces of my submission as I think that I have always been aware that there were many different sides to the way I […]
I climb onto the bench and get comfortable. It feels strange but he rubs my back and my bum and bends to whisper in my ear. The voices around about me start to recede and I focus on the closeness of his body. I can feel his warmth and that […]
I have written about spanking before as it is something that I enjoy and is a big part of our dynamic so thought that I would try to put another post together. Hand spanking is my favourite type of impact play and I love nothing more than being bared over […]
I wrote in Spanking Uncovered that sometimes we used spanking for a re-set. By a re-set I mean that we will use it to re-set the dynamic when things have slipped sometimes. This can happen for a variety of reasons from one of us coming out of the correct mindset, to things […]
I posted about The Howler in my post Pleasure from Pain. Looking back I see that was written on the 24th May which seems quite some time ago now. We had a quick try of The Howler once it had been assembled, you may remember that the rubber was a gift […]
There can be a variety of ways to start a schoolgirl scene but on this occasion I am simply instructed to have a bath, prepare myself, and then get changed into the clothes that he will leave outside the bathroom. I love this part of a scene, getting ready; it […]
One of the good things about being 47 is that 47 is a good number for birthday spankings – as I discovered. Of course mine were actually birthday canings (house full of teens as per usual) but I am sure that the overall impact is the same. There is nothing […]
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My parents met while my father was in the army and stationed in Germany. I was born in the US but by the time I was in 5th grade my parents separated. Things got hectic, and my mother and I moved back to Germany and moved in with her brother.
It was a big old house near Berlin and I hated it. I spoke no German and none of my mother’s family spoke English. My uncle Max and his wife Greta had three kids, all older than me – two girls and a boy, who was the oldest.
It wasn’t long before I found out how harsh and mean these people were. I didn’t understand a word they said at the beginning but they would scream at there kids and beat them unmercifully. My Aunt Greta not only smacked the children’s faces but would also spank them not only in front of each other, but also in front of other family members, including me.
Aunt Greta used a strap that I later found out was a razor strop from my uncle’s barber shop. I’m not sure but I think my male cousin was 15 and the two girls 14 and 12, or thereabouts. The first few times they were punished, mother made me leave the room and I only heard their cries. My uncle would strap them sometimes but it was mostly my aunt who beat them.
My mother worked most days and finally one day when she was out my aunt spanked her son in front of me and one of the girls. I had never witnessed corporal punishment before and couldn’t believe it when she made him take off his pants and underwear.
I don’t recall what my cousin was being punished for, but Aunt Greta made him bend over the kitchen table and beat his bare butt with this strap. By the time she was done, his entire rear was red. He was then made to sit at the table, naked from the waist down, for more than an hour.
It wasn’t like this stuff happened all the time, but as time went on I not only saw my male cousin beaten again but also the two girls. Both my aunt and uncle would beat them bare bottom and didn’t seem to care who witnessed it.
The girls were also forced to sit in the chair after their punishments, again with nothing covering their lower body. I felt sorry for them but I have to admit, I enjoyed seeing the girls’ privates. Both of them had pubic hair, and when they were bent over the table I could see not only see their vaginas but also their anus.
My mother did spank me sometimes over the years but never subjected me to that type of humiliation. My aunt and uncle never beat me but had no qualms about me seeing them strap their own children.
The strangest thing was how brutally they were beaten. It had to be embarrassing for them, knowing I was watching, as they were reduced to tears. Even my boy cousin, who was older was completely dominated by his parents.
I was very shy at that time and remember being embarrassed even if the girls saw me in my underwear. I saw all my cousins completely naked many times, but none of them seemed overly embarrassed by it. They also saw me naked sometimes – but by contrast, I was always horrified when they did, even when it was my male cousin or my aunt and uncle. I could never understand how anyone could treat their own kids with such disrespect.
My mother and I lived there for two years until we got our own apartment. During that time, other family members witnessed my cousins being beaten a number of times. It didn’t matter if other family members were there, male or female. My cousins were still forced to to remove their pants and underwear.
They were afforded no modesty whatsoever and would have to sit half naked on that kitchen chair, sometimes with several other relatives nearby. I could see they were humiliated by it and tried their best to cover themselves with their hands. I could also see how much pain they were in and as old as my male cousin was, he still openly cried when he was beaten.
Of course, my mother also saw this happen. I gather she didn’t approve of it but there was little she could do. Actually, my mother and aunt didn’t get along very well and I think that is why we moved when we did.
We came back to New Jersey when I was 18 and over the years I have become closer to my father. Over a recent July 4 holiday I saw one of my girl cousins for the first time in 15 years. She, her husband and kids visited my mother for a few days. She doesn’t speak English well but I was able to talk to her in German.
We never mentioned the beatings she was subjected to but did recall some of the good times we had. I never forget those years I spent at my uncle and aunt’s house – or the terrible way they treated their kids.
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First I will admit that I have been reading through this site for a couple nights now before I decided to write, and I am really nervous. Even though I went to counseling for a few years, I was just too embarrassed to share this with even my councilor.

It will probably help to know that I am was the only boy in my family, and I had one sister that is 2 years older than me, then two younger sisters that are 3 and 4 years younger than I was. My mom wasn't really sexual with me, but this is more about how screwed up she made my life. My mom seem to always have it in for me, and what made me decided to post this here was because of what she did and maybe there are other people that can relate to this.

My mom doesn't just spank me or ground me like most moms would do, but my mom always seem to be out to embarrass me somehow. I remember that when I was a young child I was not allowed to lock the bathroom door when I took a bath, and I remember my older sister and female cousin coming in and staring at me an laughing while I was naked. I would scream and holler for my mom, but she never came, and eventually my sister and cousin would leave. Of course after my bath I went to my mom and aunt to tell them what happen, but they just laughed and thought it was funny.

This went on every time my cousin came over, and as much as I begged my mom and told her what kept happening, she just acted like it was no big deal and would still not allow me to lock the door. I remember when I was a little older, that I didn't even bother to ask, I just went and took my shower and locked the door. My sister must have tried to come in and found out the door was locked because the next thing I know my mom is pounding on the door demanding that I unlock the door. Of course I didn't want any more of a punishment, so I had to do so, and i imagine it was only a minute or two later that my sister and cousin came in, pulled back the curtain and began gawking and laughing again.

I thought turn around was fare play, but when I tried to walk in on my sister and cousin, the door was locked and yet when I told my mom about this, her attitude was that they were girls and they need their privacy. I get so upset just thinking about this, and that someone how it was perfectly fine for them to have their privacy, but my was almost laughed at.

The other way my mom would punish me was by spanking me, however she always did this by making me pull down my pants and underwear before proceeding to spank me. I understand that a number of kids got spanked on their bare butts, but my mom would do this right in front of everyone. I will never forget that one time when my cousin was over that I was playing with her and my sister in my sister's bedroom, and I don't remember exactly what happen but I remember my sister and I getting into a fight and my mom came up the stairs yelling and very pissed off. When she got into the bedroom, my sister started telling my mom some story about how I started the fight, and right there in my sister's room, in front of both my sister and my cousin, my mom stripped my pants and my underwear down and started spanking me right in front of them. It wasn't bad enough to get a spanking right in front of them, but to almost be stripped naked while they watched is something that still makes me sick to my stomach all these years later.

I also recall one time getting a spanking in front of my whole family. I don't even recall what it was over, but I remember my mom yanking me up right in the middle of my family room and in front of my three sisters and my dad, and my mom made me pulldown my own pants for a spanking. I recall her yelling at me to pull my underwear down, but I was embarrassed and I just froze. I was scared but also so embarrassed at the same time, that I didn't know what to do and just froze. She kept yelling at me to pull them down, but I couldn't, and I think that just pissed her off more, then she yanked them down and began to spank the hell out of me. I remember being highly embarrassed and trying to face toward the wall so that I only had to expose my butt to my sisters, but my mom grabbed my arm and just began to blister my butt so hard that I couldn't stand still. I tried for the longest time to keep my other hand covering my private parts, but she just kept swinging until finally I couldn't stand it any longer and moved my hand around to try to stop from being hit by the belt. I was jumping around in a circle trying to avoid each swing of the belt, but my mom just kept blistering me until there was no doubt that everyone got to see every private part of me.

The worse time however was when my sister was having a party. I think it was my sisters 12th birthday and had a number of girls over for her birthday party, and of course like most boys, I had a crush on a few of them, and always wanted to hang out with them. But my sister didn't like this and began yelling to my mom about how I was bugging all the girls. My mom didn't spank me right there in front of all of my sisters friend but took me into the living room which was just around the corner, then began yelling at me to pull down my pants and underwear, which of course she fallowed with a spanking. Of course I don't think any of the girls saw this, but it was so embarrassing to know that my sister and all of her friends where in the very next room hearing me take this spanking. I know this is probably just my hang up, but it was so embarrassing to think that they new I was in the next room pretty much naked getting a spanking.

I get so angry when I think about this. I am not trying to say I was a perfect boy, but really what was she thinking be spanking me in the living room. Why couldn't she just have takin me to my bedroom, other than she wanted to humiliate me.

It wasn't that my sisters never got a spanking, but it seem like when they got their spankings, they were always allowed to get it in their bedroom. I never recall any of my sisters having to strip down in front of the family. I honestly think my mother did this to just me to make it worse on me and embarrass me.

This all kept going on until the year when I turned 13. The most embarrassing time however was when we were all setting in the family room watching TV and my mom asked me right in front of everyone if I was starting to get hair on my penis. Of course I was embarrassed to answer her, but she just kept going until she got a yes out of me. I think again she was just trying to humiliate me. I even recall her kind of getting a grin from this. I think she just thought this was funny. Then next she proceeds to tell me how wh
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