Well, off went my clothes, and I cried some more. My mom told me to get my little ass over the back of the chair, and as I turned around, I heard her gasp. I don’t think she had believed me when I told her how bruised I was. For a moment, I thought I would get a reprieve, but just as I started thinking that…swish, swish, swish, and I was screaming again.
In all honesty, it was the shortest switching I ever got – probably not more than 20 licks (usually it was more like 50) – but given the state my butt was in, it was also the worst.
Later, Mom told me she almost decided to wait a day but felt that might’ve been too mean, a whole day waiting for that whipping, and then her giving me the full thing. Gee, thanks mom! So merciful!