There it would remain, firmly locked out of harms way, until the spanking was over. The boy’s left arm was already pressed tightly against her body. Now there wasn’t too much Josh could do except suffer the spanking. An experienced spanker, Mrs Johnston had long ago mastered all these little tricks of the trade, and was now free to concentrate on the important business of giving her oldest son the spanking of his young life.
As Mrs Johnston paddled her son she quickly realized that spanking him bare like this had its advantages. From the first swat it was clear that the hairbrush was delivering a much greater STING than Josh had experienced before — Josh was clearly feeling the difference between this and the previous paddlings she’d administered. Moreover, paddling him like this took a lot of the guess work out of spanking.