Mom told me not to move – she said was going to give me a good spanking because I had done two things wrong: I had gone into that dirty pool, and I had hidden the rash for days.
Then she said ‘here we go’ and began to spank. I could see her in the mirror as she was doing it. She didn’t look angry, but had a determined and serious look on her face. Suddenly, she looked over and noticed my face in the mirror, looking at her chastising me. Softly, she said: “Eddie, close your eyes and keep them closed – or I’ll keeping spanking you until you do.”
I closed my eyes and the spanking continued. All the while I just kept muttering ‘oh boy, oh boy, oh boy’, very softly. Mom must have heard me because she started to shush me, trying to calm me down. It worked – I wasn’t afraid or scared at all, but it did feel like the punishment went on forever, as my bum caught fire.