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Mom's Spanking
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Mom's Spanking
I am an eighteen-year-old woman. When I read your
magazine I noticed that some people act like spanking is no
big deal. I sure think it is.
This morning, my best friend wanted me to go to the mall
with her. I didn't have any money, and Mom wasn't home, so I
took one of her credit cards. I didn't think she would mind
but, boy, was I wrong!
First, let me explain about me and Mom a little. I
barely make five feet in my stocking feet. I have blond hair,
which I wear kind of short and kind of curly like my friends
do, and I have brown eyes. My Mom is five foot nine inches
and has blond hair, too.
When I came home, Mom was home and when she found out
what I did, she had a fit. Mom really bawled me out. Then she
said those words I hate to hear: "I am going to give you a
spanking." She took me by one arm and led me back to my room.
After we had got back there, Mom told me to take off my shoes
and socks, because I had to go to bed after the spanking.
This left me wearing only a green top, green shorts, bra, and
panties. She sat down on the side of the bed, and I went over
and stood beside her. Mom hooked her fingers inside the
waistband of my shorts and panties, and slowly began to pull
them down. I blushed when my pubic hair and pussy were
exposed. I could feel that my butt-cheeks were bare also. Mom
pulled my shorts and panties all the way down to my knees,
the she guided me over her lap.
Mom's thighs always felt strong and firm. She adjusted
my position slightly. I closed my eyes, straighted my legs
out and pressed them together. I nervously waited for it to
begin.
First, Mom always rubs my butt-cheeks all over for two
minutes. I lay there, shivered and got even more scared as
Mom did that. Mom started slapping my butt-cheeks almost as
soon as she stopped rubbing my butt. It hurt. It hurt real
bad. I was crying by the second slap. The more Mom slapped my
butt, the harder and louder I cried. I began squirming around
on Mom's lap and waving my legs up and down. Each slap came
down hard and flattened my butt-cheeks. Mom just held me
tight and kept right on spanking me.
At one point I yelled, "Mommy please, I'll be good!" Mom
ignored it, and gave me three, hard, fast slaps. My face was
wet from the steady stream of tears. Suddenly I felt my
shorts and panties go flying off as I was rapidly waving my
legs up and down. I was naked from the waist down, but my
poor butt was hurting too bad to worry about it. Those slaps
were coming hard and fast.
Whenever I opened my eyes, a haze of tears blurred my
vision. Mom paused for a few seconds and then she went back
to slapping my butt-cheeks. My poor, bare butt was full of
pain and throbbing. I'm not sure how long the spanking went
on after that, but it seemed like a long time. After a series
of extra-hard slaps, Mom ended the spanking and let me up. I
hopped from foot to foot and rubbed my butt with both hands.
Mom let me do that for a couple of minutes, and then she put
me to bed. After I stopped crying, I lay on my stomach and
rubbed my butt. Finally, Mom came back and lectured me some
more, and then she told me that I could get up and get
dressed when I wanted to.
So far, I've just put back on my panties. My butt is
sore and I feel kind of weepy. That was my second spanking
this summer. I sure hope I don't get any more spankings. If
there are any more young adults out there who don't like
spankings, I wish they would write in.
Ms. T.S., FloridaX-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-X
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