Then he would ask:
“What happens when you misbehave?” and I would have to reply,
“I get spanked.”
After the talk, Dad would put me over his knee for the spanking itself.
Again, because of their strong Christian beliefs,
I think Dad didn’t believe it was OK for him to see my bare bottom.
Only my mom, grandma and the moms of a couple of friends ever spanked me with my panties down.
Dad only ever spanked me on the seat of my pants, but believe me, he even through clothing he could spank hard enough for me to cry both during the spanking and for a long time afterwards.
I would normally get double my age in smacks from Dad.
After the spanking, Dad would hug me and tell me that he and Mom loved me even when I misbehaved and was being spanked.
Then he would leave the room and let me finish crying.
I had to stay there until dinner, and sometimes it was hard to sit during the meal because my bottom was still so sore.