A Fight With Two Losers
"Did not!" "Did too!" Repeated for about 5 minutes. Then the two prizefighters begin trading blows. Only instead of haymakers they are slaps and kicks. The big sister Britney slaps her little brother Samuel across the face and Samuel returns the favor by kicking Britney in the shin. Britney screams and Samuel to try to ward him off in a gust of taunting squeals. Samuel stands firm and prepares for Britney's next attack. Britney runs at Samuel and tries to slap him but Samuel moves and Britney goes crashing into a couch. Its only a couch, very fluffy. Samuel's foot however is not. Wham, right into Britney's stomach. Britney plays dead. Samuel smiles and starts walking away. This is when Britney sees her chance. She lunges up and grabs Samuel around the neck, throwing him to the ground. "Hey, knock it off you two!" A feminine voice is heard from the kitchen. Samuel and Britney glare at each other. The kitchen timer goes off, "ding." Round two. Britney picks up a toy car belonging to Samuel and throws it at him, missing and striking the wall. Illegal move. "Hey, stop it you too! I don't want to hear you fighting any more! Dinner will be ready in a half hour!" Can they last that long? Apparently there is no DQ for the car maneuver, but Samuel is a fighter. Samuel runs and grabs the car and throws it back at Britney in revenge. Only fair. Britney turns and the car hits her back. She screams and runs at Samuel, pushing him into the wall. What a hit. "Britney, Samuel! If I hear one more peep out of either of you..." "Ring ring" the telephone goes. Third round and neither showing any scars. "I'm gonna kill you Samuel!" "You're stupid Britney! It was my pillow and you stole it!" "Nah uh, it is mine!" The two stand at each corner taunting each other. Who will give in first? Samuel runs at Britney and Britney kicks him in the groin. That does it. DQ. Mom runs in the room to the cries of Samuel. "What is going on you two?" Samuel kicks his leg out and trips Britney. Britney runs at Samuel but is stopped by the referree. "That's it! I have warned you about fighting! Go to my room and wait, now!" Samuel and Britney head to the locker room for post event analysis. Only this is not a prize fight, this is a day in a domestic household. "You got us in trouble, Samuel." "It was your fault stupid!" Britney snubs Samuel. "Well I hope mom yells at you the most!" "You're oldest! She's gonna lecture you for all night!" "I'm smarter than you." "Who cares!" The door creaks open and both are silent. The mother, cranky and tired looking, enters holding a large wooden spoon. "I warned you two about fighting. Now you're both going to be spanked." Simultaneous strings of "No mommy!" and "Please mommy" and "I didn't do anything mommy!" fills the air as Britney and Samuel plead their case. Their mother just taps the spoon over and over again against her hand waiting for them to be done. They are done. But the mother did not even listen. "Okay, now who wants to go first?" Both stay silent.. "Britney does! She's the oldest!" The mother turns at Samuel. "Thank you for volunteering Samuel. First to speak up." "No mom!" "Samuel, come here." Samuel walks with his head down over to their mother. "Take those shorts off." Samuel cries as he removes his jeans. He stands before his mother in briefs. The mother grabs Samuel and pulls his underwear down swiftly. Before Samuel can begin his "No mom" plea again the spoon lands sharply on his bottom. Britney watches in nervous anticipation as her brother receives a long and hard spanking. She can only imagine what its going to be like for her. She hasn't had a spanking in over 3 years. Good track record. But the streak is about to end as the sound of the wooden spoon and her brother's bottom cease. Her brother pulls his underwear up, rubbing his bottom and crying. "Now go wait over there." Samuel walks away, towards his sister. "Britney, you're up." "But mom, I'm 12! Spankings are for babies!" "Just get over here young lady." "Its not gonna even hurt! Come on mom, can't you just ground me?" "Britney Elaine, come over to your mother and take your spanking." "But mommmmmmmm!" Her mom just stares at her and takes a practice swing with the spoon. Britney shuffles over to her mother. She's scarred. Its obvious. She said it was for babies but maybe she isn't such a big girl after all. Britney feels her mom forcefully grab her and turn to the side, in spanking position. Her dress is lifted up and her mother struggles to pull her panties down. Britney cries as her mother re-alligns herself and grips the panties better, sliding them down, exposing the target, a big bare bottom. "Its hurts so much Britney! You're gonna cry!" Samuel jeers. "Shut up!" Britney yells, tears in her eyes. "Ready?" Britney prepares to say yes but before she even can her mother begins the barrage of spankings. Britney lets out a scream as the spoon repeatedly lands on her soft bottom. The sound of the spoon making contact with the skin echoes through the small room. Britney struggles with the pain and starts moving around. Her mother stops and lets go, then grabs her again and bends her over so that her dress can stay up above her bare bottom. "No, we're not done yet, Britney!" "Mom! It hurts!" "Told you!" Samuel jeers. Britney tries to say shut up but all that comes out is garbled cries. Her mother once again begins the spanking, this time to an already red bottom. There are red circles where the spoon has landed, which is all over her bottom, both sides, up and down. Some more red circles are added as Britney receives the rest of her spanking. Three year streak ended and Britney once again feels what its like to get a spanking with their mom's infamous wooden spoon. It hurts. Now she remembers. Her brothers kicks were nothing compared to her mother's spanks. Her mother stops. Britney grabs her bottom and runs over to her spot, sitting on the ground, crying like a baby. "Now I hope you two learned your lesson! Or am I gonna have to spank you again?" "No mom!" Both reply. The mother leaves the room, with her spoon under her arm. There is awkward silence like an empty stadium. "Geez, Britney, you really cried like a little girl when you were getting spanked. You should have seen it! You were like jumping around and stuff and mom was just spanking your bare butt and you were crying and stuff and trying to block the spoon but you couldn't. It was so funny! You are a baby!" "You cried too!" "Not as much as you!" "Did too!" "Did not!" "Did too!" "Well, Britney... I saw you getting spanked and you have a big butt!" Britney glares at Samuel. The rematch. Ding.
Despite popular belief, there were parenting classes 1896. Want proof? Simply read this this transcript of a famous parenting seminar led by the popular local parent and teacher of parents Helen Davis. The seminar lasted a long time, the transcript being pages and pages of feathery ink long. But here is an excerpt regarding the discipline of children.
"And so you will come to see how discipline is not important in raising a child for the Lord, it is essential. Without it, you are sinning as parents." - Helen Davis
Question from student parent #1- "I understand you have raised 16 God fearing children. Can you perhaps give an example of how you discipline your children in regards to punishment?"
"Certainly. I shall share with you how I dealt with Ruth and Rachel, my two youngest. In my home, I do not tolerate any sort of folly in children. They are meant to obey and honor thy father and mother. According to the Good Book, folly is bound up in the heart of a child, but the rod of correction will drive it far from them. And it is completely necessary to drive the sin out of children with a rod. You see, Ruth and Rachel were sent to pick up some milk from Thomas Penny down the road. I told them to get the milk and and pay the exact amount and come right home. But after I had sent them on their quest I sensed something was amiss at the amoutn of joy they had when they were leaving. I followed them from behind to watch how they would behave. To my dismay I discovered treachery. You see, Ruth and Rachel had bought the milk but also decided to buy some candy as well. And instead of coming right home, they walked over to the Dolly meadow and feasted on their sinful treat." [Gasps from students] - Helen Davis
Interruption from student parent #2- "How did you deal with this disobedience?"
"Well as their mother it is my duty to ensure this behavior does not stand. It has to be punished away until the child is obedient completely. I called them out in the meadow, 'Ruth, Rachel, come here this instant!" I yelled. They threw their candy in the grass. They were hoping I did not spot this but I am astute and I did spy it happen. 'Yes mother?' They replied. 'I told you to come right home. And yet you play out in the meadow. What were you doing? Did you buy candy and were you partaking in it out there in the meadow when I had told you to buy only milk and come right home?' The eldest, Ruth, dug her foot into the earth and replied 'Yes mother. We disobeyed. We're sorry.' And I looked them both over. 'Well you realize what must be done?' I said to the both. 'Let us return home where you will both be chastised.' I took them both home and told them to meet me in the study. They both awaited me as I retrieved the rod from the designated spot near the cabinets and returned to my disobedient children. Ruth went first in the chastisement. I administered the rod with great vigor, causing cries and screams of guilt and pain. After her chastisement, Rachel was to be next. With Ruth crying off to the side Rachel submitted to me and received her sound punishment just as Ruth had. With both children crying tears of purity, I knew the punishment had made its mark on my children. The folly had be removed by my efforts." -Helen Davis
Question from student parent #3 - "Very good job Madam Davis. For us new parents, can you supply practical steps on how to administer the rod?"
"Very well. When applying the rod, you want to produce a great sting, one that will cause the child to cry from the pain of it. This will require numerous hard and swift strokes to the child. Apply to the buttocks. The buttocks is an area with a fleshy area that is quite sensitive to the sting of a switch. The rod, after all, should be a large switch from a tree or bush, one that makes a sound when swung through the air. The rod is something to be feared. When applying the rod, have the child submit to the discipline being given to them. Have them lean forward in such a way as their buttocks form an exposed shape ready for you to beat. Do not remove the child's clothing causing nakedness, that is sinful and unacceptable in the home. But to ensure that the child feels the full sting of the rod remove all clothing but their undergarments. Once they are prepared, having entered a posture of submission, raise the rod high and come down with full force onto their buttocks. The child will cry out. Ignore their cries and continue to apply strokes to the buttocks. This shall be done until the child has begun weeping truly from the pain. Thus, weeping signals a spirit of repentance in the child" - Helen Davis
Question from student parent #4 - "Very thorough explanation, Madam Davis. Should the rod be applied equally to both boys and girls? I have a little girl and she is the sweetest thing south of sugar and I cannot imagine chastising her with the rod the same as I would chastise my boys."
"Yes. Girls need chastisement just as boys do. It is your responsibility to whip your daughter until she weeps from the pain. Both boys and girls have buttocks that make an ideal area for the rod to be applied. For girls who wear large dresses, have them lean over and lift up their dresses over their backs so that their undergarments will be exposed and the buttocks seen in form for the rod to be applied with force. And do not fall prey to the flirtatious charms of little girls as they will try to make you feel as if you are committing a crime against them punishing them with a rod to the buttocks for disobedience. When they say things such as 'I am sorry mother, I won't do it aain, please don't punish me!' you must reply 'My girl, it is my duty as your mother or father to discipline you with instruction from the Lord and the Lord says that children who do not honor thy father and mother be beaten with the rod of correction. Therefore, turn around present thyself for me to apply the rod to your buttocks.' They will comply and you will follow through and chastise them severely for their folly. And this is what the Good Book says to do." - Helen Davis
Question from student parent #5 - "I have a question for thou. Is the child responsibility for the mother and father alone?"
"The parent is of upmost responsible to correct the child. However, there have been times when I have taken a naughty child to my home and chastised them whilst I had seen them being naughty outdoors. Children need to be taught how to behave. It was last week in fact that Elizabeth Waters, Harold Waters daughter of the age of 16, when I told her to mind the flowers as she had been picking them, replied in the most sassy of manners that I had no choice but to escort her to my home where I made her submit to me for punishment with the rod, on her buttocks. Even though I was not her true mother, I did her real mother a favor by correcting her bad manners with whipping to her buttocks. She went crying home and I ensure you that she learned thy lesson most fruitfully from my efforts." - Helen Davis
Question from student parent #6 - "The one thing I cannot stomach is the cruelty of this chastisement. How were you able to do so to your daughters Ruth and Rachel and not feel remorse?"
"Because it is written in the Bible the mother and father are to beat thy children with a rod if they do not obey. Their cries of pain were nothing more than proof of my efforts bearing fruit. I endured numerous whippings as a child from my father and I have become a stern and Godly woman from it, the kind that is most honorable. I am continuing this holy tradition of raising honorable children by bringing them up with the rod of correction, just as I was. Children must fear thy parents, they must fear the Lord, they must fear chastisement. This causes them to obey and follow the rules put forth by God and parents. Otherwise they will be forced to assume the most frightening of positions as the disciplining parent prepares to strike their sensitive buttocks with a rod. They will fear with great tremoring and sobbing what is to come as they present their buttocks for chastisement, and soon after will experience the sufficient discomfort and severe pain of being whipped with a rod. They will know that the rod will be applied continuously until they have taken on the spirit of repentance. Thus, the only way to escape the torturous pain of a whipping with the rod is to take on a repentant spirit. This, after all, is the essence of disciplining children." - Helen Davis
Class dismissed as the nearest ferry was about to leave.
"A Retro-Spanking at Christmas" [Written by Holy Diver]
"A Retro-Spanking at Christmas" [Written by Holy Diver]
Somewhere in Britain, Christmas 1994...
It was Michelle’s last day of school before the Christmas holidays. The school bell rang and class was dismissed. Michelle was really looking forward to Christmas. She was 14 years and rather pretty. Most of the boys in her class fancied her. However, Michelle had extremely strict parents. Throughout 1994, she had been spanked or strapped at least 12 times, each time on her bare bottom. The rule in the house was that Michelle’s mother would give her a hand spanking, but her father would use the leather strap on her.
Today, Michelle was on strict instruction to come straight home after she had finished school. However, her friends were persuading her to come into town with them. As much as Michelle felt uneasy about doing this, she came along as her best friend Sarah was going to be meeting with her handsome brother Tom, whom Michelle fancied. They met up in the town, and Michelle got her first kiss from Tom. Michelle also got a chance to do some last minute Christmas shopping.
In the days of the mid-1990’s, mobile phones were not widely used. This meant that Michelle did not contact her mum to let her know where she was. Back home, her mum was worried sick for her daughter’s sake. However, she was also furious that Michelle had disobeyed her. Her mother had a strict punishment waiting for her daughter when she came home.
By the time Michelle got home, it was very late. She came in the door at 7.00 and was confronted by her angry mother. “Where the hell have you been, young lady? You were supposed have come home straight after school, four hours ago!” Michelle protested by saying “Come on, mum. It’s nearly Christmas. I was out enjoying myself.” Her mother’s temper did not improve. She practically exploded. “And meanwhile I’ve been sitting here worried sick about you! You know the rules, so you’re getting a punishment. You’re lucky your dad isn’t home, as he’s working late this evening. If he was home, he would take off his belt and tan your backside for you. As it is, I’m going to give you a damn good spanking.”
Michelle protested by saying, “What? You can’t spank me! It’s Christmas time, we’re supposed to be having fun. Besides, I’m too bloody old for that nonsense.” Her mother was stern. “It’s not Christmas yet, young lady. This is my house, and you will obey the rules at all times. You might think you can get away with anything, but I guarantee if you misbehaved on Christmas Day, you would still get spanked. Get over my knee, now!”
Michelle’s mother took her daughter over the knee, lifted up Michelle’s skirt and lowered her panties, exposing Michelle’s bare bottom. Before starting the punishment, Michelle’s mum lectured her further. “You’re very lucky to be in this position. Imagine if something had happened to you outside. I’m so glad you’re safe, but you need me to discipline you.” Then her mum started spanking her daughter’s bottom. Smack! Smack! Smack! “Ow! Stop it!” “Stop it? I’ve only just started.” More spanks came. Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Michelle started to cry. She was now beginning to regret having disobeyed her mum. Deep down, Michelle knew that the spanking was for her own good. However, the pain was so much for Michelle to take, that she was screaming and bawling like a big baby. She felt really embarrassed at being in this position at a girl of her age, over her mother's knee and her bottom bared. As the spanking continued, Michelle’s bottom cheeks were turning bright red. Although the room was nicely decorated and the Christmas tree lights were brightening up the room, the spanking did not make the place look like an ideal Christmas scene.
Michelle’s mum listened to the sound of her daughter crying. She hated having to spank her daughter, but she hated her daughter breaking her rules even more. After a great deal of pain and tears, the spanking had stopped. “Right Michelle, I want you to go up to your room, and stay there for the rest of the evening. If you’re lucky, I might bring you up some dinner later.” Her mother was, of course, going to bring her dinner anyway. She had always believed that sending her daughter to bed without food was not a good punishment, especially as Michelle was still growing.
Michelle went up to her room, where she rubbed her burning bottom. She was crying and wished she had not gone out this afternoon. The only thing that Michelle was grateful for was that she was an only child, and hence, she had no brothers or sisters to nosey in on her spankings. Michelle hoped that she would still be able to enjoy Christmas, but she hoped even more that her bottom would be free from spankings in 1995.
"Patricia Bad Mood" [Written by Siegfried]
"Patricia Bad Mood" [Written by Siegfried]
{This is a continuation to the story "two good reasons to get a spanking" on page 17.
The date is exactly 2 weeks after Patricia got a good spanking from her mom Margaret.
Margaret thought that this lesson seems to be good because Patricia has improved her behaviour ... until today...}
This evening, Margaret is overflowed with diferent tasks and is late to prepare dinner.
She requests help to her daughter
"Patricia, can you help me and prepare the table for dinner"
Patricia comes and seems to be in a bad mood.
"What happens again ? Impossible to keep quiet in this house.."
Margaret keeps 3 seconds silence, looks angrily her daughter and tells off :
" Patricia !!! Are you aware how you just have talked ?
Have you already forgotten what happened 2 weeks ago ?
It wasn't an enough good lesson ?"
Of course, Patricia has not forgotten, she blushes, lowers eyes and shameful answers :
"No Mommy . Apologizes"
"OK, I forgive one more time. But don't do it again ,or else, ... I will not hesitate ...
That was the first and last warning"
Phew !!! Patricia is relieved.
She has been feared during some minutes, She projected in the past and relived the long time (felt as an eternity) she was on mommy's knees and how the smacks hurted her bare bottom.
She doesn't want to get an other one and promises to herself to control what she said when mom annoys her.
No more conflict happpens until the week end.
Saturday morning : Margaret has to drive Patricia to the doctor for a check.
Patricia always likes to take time and hates to be rushed.
Three times Patricia heard "Hurry up" and she starts to be really annoyed.
Patricia is dressed now and nearly ready.
"And your shoes ? And wash your face !! You can't go outside with a such dirty face. Go Go Go"
Annoyed and in a bad mood, Patricia is going to the bath room.
When she enters in the bath room , she strongly slams the door.
Puzzled by the noise, Margaret approches close to the bathroom.
"Everything is OK , Patricia ?"
"Yes Mom" answers Patricia, and softly she added "shut up old witch".
But Patricia didn't think her mother could hear.
She is very surprised when the door opens suddenly and she discovers the angry face of her mother.
"What I have heared ? I can't believe it"
Patricia is terrified and tries to justify
"B-b-ut , I was speaking to me . I didn't want you hear ..."
Patricia has no time to finish her sentence, she gets a slap.
"So, you force me again ..."
Margaret exits from the bathroom and use telephone.
She cancels her visit, pretexting an a last minute problem to manage.
After this phone call she returns to bath room.
Patricia has not moved and is whining.
She pulls her by her arm and goes with her till the lounge.
She takes a seat and place over knees her daughter who is always whining.
"I don't know when you will decide to become a good girl !!!
2 spankings in two weeks for a 9 years old girl, is unacceptable.
At 9, you should not get more one spanking in one year"
She raises Patricia skirt.
"The single improvement, you made, is the fact you wear panties this time.
But you have been so naughty, you deserve to be spanked on bare bottom"
Margaret pulls down panties until mid thighs.
She raises her hand very high and deliver a first smack.
This time , Patricia screams and cries after this first smack.
With a regular riyhm, Margaret delivers a lot of smacks.
Each smacks hurts more.
Margaret make a break, Patricia thought the spanking finished .
" Stay here, it is not finished"
"bbut Moom , it hurts a lot, bou-hou-hou"
"I hope. And I want, your bottom more red!!!" says Margaret, delivering 3 new smacks.
" I want , you remid it for a long time" and she delivers a lot of new smacks , increasing the rythm.
When finished, Margaret expects :
" Now you go to the corner until your father comes back from supermarket.
And you will explain to him why you are punished again "