Home punishments (boys 6)

 

Chile, ‘70s, rural town

(Original in Spanish, gracias Tony)

"I remember that corporal punishments were always usual at home. There was no definite ritual and we could be punished by mom or dad.

Behind the kitchen door there was an old belt with which my sisters and me were punished. We were hit from age 10 to about 17 (until leaving school).

With reference to the ritual, it was not very elaborate.

If it was a fault they considered trivial, the punishment was delivered at the moment, 5 or 6 lashes everywhere (they got carried by the anger).

If the fault was serious, we were all called to the living room. I was made to drop my shorts and underpants, bend over and dad gave me 8 or 10 lashes, and how they hurt!

 

And they were not softer with my sisters, to whom the same punishment was delivered, but they were hit by mom.

Tony"
 

Published: 07/20/05

 

 

Guatemala, early 80s

(Gracias, Antonio)
"At our home floggings were not usual, but we were almost always punished for serious misbehavior. I was flogged 6 to 8 times a year; I was punished from 7 to 17. The punishments were always severe.

When the fault was discovered or made, my parents would tell me that I was going to be punished. Usually they would take me to the studio because there were the instruments.

Before the punishment I was always scolded in a loud voice, and it scared me. She always told me how hard she was going to punish me and how many I was going to get, and that I had to receive them as a man, or the punishment was going to continue. She was very severe and strict.

After the scolding, she would take one of the instruments that were used, a paddle or a vergajo (pizzle), and I was made to lower my pants and underwear. All punishments were given on the bare buttocks.

I had to bend over the back of a chair, and the punishment began. After 6 to 8 strokes I would begin crying. The number of strokes depended on the fault, but there were never less than 22.

As the punishments were hard, I would lose my composure or the position, so I always earned 5 or 6 additional strokes. Putting the hands for avoiding the stroke on the buttocks was forbidden.

When the fault was serious or it made she especially angry, she would tell me that she was going to use the vergajo. Of course, first the scolding and the trip to the studio. At that moment I would know that the flogging would be terrible, because with the vergajo with 2 or 3 lashes I was jumping and crying. It was a very severe instrument, and when this happened she always gave me more that the mentioned number. Sometimes I was made to count the lashes; it was very difficult to follow.

When the punishment was finished, she would never tell me anything, she just left the studio and left me jumping and clutching my buttocks, or just lying on the couch that was there. Usually, from the moment they told me that I would be punished, and I was scolded and flogged it lasted about 20 minutes.

About 2 hours later, my mother would go to my room, tell me that she hoped I had learned my lesson, and she would put me a lotion for the marks and bruises left by the vergajo.

The most severe beating I remember was for a serious fault. My mother took me from my arm and took me to the studio. My sister and her best friend were at home, and she called them to witness the flogging. She told them “this is how we punish spoiled brats in this house”.

 

With my legs and buttocks bared in front of my sister and her friend, she made me count the 40 paddle strokes. By that moment I was shouting and crying at each stroke, and I begged her to stop. I made a mistake: I told her that I did not deserve so severe a punishment. She got furious and got the vergajo. She gave me 40 additional lashes. I could barely stand, and jumped clutching my buttocks and screaming and crying as I never imagined. All this was witnessed by my sister and her friend. Very humiliating, and them very nervous.

 

When the punishment finished my mother left me kneeling and clutching my buttocks. Then my sister and her friend helped me dressing and going to my room. The marks lasted for a month, and I couldn’t seat right for two weeks.

My sister is 3 years older than me; I know she was punished just 3 times while I lived at home. But I witnessed a beating given by my mother also in the studio and in the same way as mine. She bared her buttocks and spanked her with the wooden paddle. My sister cried form the first stroke, but she had to receive anyway the 22.

 

She screamed uncontrollably the same as me, and she got her good bruises too. She almost always witnessed my punishments and comforted me every time. And, why not telling it, seeing my sister getting a flogging scared me, but also in some way excited me.

Antonio"
 

Published: 01/25/06