Like the girls, I was placed over her knee like a little boy and I got my bottom thoroughly warmed for my trouble, right in front of the two girls. She was a good spanker – my buttocks were beetroot red after she had punished me, and I was crying, along with the two girls.
We were all put in a corner and we spent some time there, sobbing quietly and recovering from our spankings.
Eventually, my girlfriend’s mom sent the two girls to their bedrooms and I was told to get dressed and go home. I walked my bicycle all the way back, as I was too sore to sit on it.
It turned out that while I was gingerly making my way home, my girlfriend’s mom had phoned my own mother and told her about my spanking. When I got home, Mom was waiting for me. She was very upset and within minutes I was draped over her own lap, once again getting my bottom soundly spanked, this time with her hairbrush.
I went out with this girl for the rest of my freshman year, and her mother also spanked me on another occasion, this time for talking back to her. Once again, the spanking was given in front of both girls.
It’s hard to act like a grown-up high school boy when you are over a woman’s lap, as she spanks you until you are bawling and kicking like a naughty boy should.