My most memorable and embarrassing spanking was when I was in my formative years . My Mother and step father were going out to dinner at some fancy restaurant and I was left with my stepsister Pamela.
At the time, I had started wetting my bed again and my Mother had recently put me back in diapers at night which was very embarrassing. My Mother put my diaper on before they left that evening so I had to put up with the humiliation of going around the house in just a tee-shirt and a diaper.
Before my Mother left, she told me to behave for Pamela or else I’d really get it. I was pretty much a total brat back then and I did everything I could think of just to annoy Pamela. It didn’t take long for her to begin to lose her patience. The last straw was when I hung up the phone on her boyfriend.
She called him right back to explain what happened and she said she would call him back in a few minutes. “Now I’m gonna smack your bottom for you!” she angrily said as she grabbed me. I tried to pull my arm away and told her to let go of me, but it was no use.
She dragged me off to my room. “If you don’t stop fighting, you’re gonna get a lot worse,” she warned. I knew that whether I fought or not, I was going to get a sound smacked bottom so rather than making it worse, I decided to just give in.
She pulled pulled me face-down across her lap. I soon regretted giving in so easily because she spanked my bottom like there was no tomorrow. I was crying and kicking hard, trying to escape, but I couldn’t get free.
She didn’t finish until my bottom was very sore and I had learned my lesson. Eventually she put me to bed with me still sobbing
Mother heard about my behaviour and how I had given Pamela a hard time. She came into my bedroom and seeing that I was awake, she confronted me. “What did I tell you about behaving, Matthew?” she asked me as she pulled me up from my bed. “No, Mother, please don’t!” I begged.
For the second time that night, I found myself face-down over a lap. Mother smacked my bottom twice as long as Pamela had and I was crying my eyes out.
Pamela continued to babysit me – and I always made sure that I was on my best behaviour when she did.
