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(thanks, Jon)
"I grew up in the UK, born in 1964.
From seven years old I lived with my Dad & Step Mum. Both were strict, but
especially my Step Mum, and she was the one that gave the spankings and
slipperings.
At first I remember her spanking my bottom. If I misbehaved I'd be sent to stand
outside my bedroom, facing the wall. Eventually she would come upstairs, we'd go
in the bedroom, and if I was lucky I'd get a telling off, and if I was unlucky I
would have to drop my trousers and underpants and bend over her knee to be
spanked. She had this odd little ritual where I had to count out the spanks.
Slap – “one”, slap, “two” etc etc.
She told me a couple of times that she would slipper me, and when I was about
nine years old she did. I had been late back from school, I'd been to a friends
house without telling her, I lied, she found out, and so my introduction to the
slipper.
The slipper wasn't some fluffy soft piece of footwear, it was an Exercise
Sandal, with a thick rubber sole. Instead of bending over her knee I had to bend
over a chair, and of course I had to count.
That was the first of many slipperings, they were administered for any bad
behaviour and carried on well into my teens. I'd get up to twelve whacks.
On a couple of occasions I was caned across the hands at school. Arriving home
with red hands meant another slippering!
Jon"
Published: 03/08/06
(thanks, Russian Belt)
"I grew up in the UK in the 70s and my dad would always belt me OTK bare. He
came from Russia, where this was the standard form of punishment.
I do remember when dad used to tell me off verbally I would keep an eye on his
hands to see if he was going to unbuckle his belt. I was lucky some of the time
but it was a very tense waiting to see if I escaped the flogging.
But when dad started to undo his belt I knew I would be in trouble. He never
said anything then. He would either grab me and take me to a chair or call me
over. He would now be seated and in few seconds he had my trousers and pants
down and over his knee. If I couldn't keep still he would use his other leg to
stop me kicking and hold my other arm behind my back. The beltings were hard and
fast and when it was over I was allowed to rub my bottom and pull up my pants
and trousers.
Mum put an end to my beltings when I was about 7.
Russian Belt"
Published: 13/09/06
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