I also felt the need to be punished by my mom or aunts when I was a teenager and into adulthood. The first time I asked my mom to punish me was when I was 14. She had taken me golfing that day and we got into an argument about something on the course and argued more in the car on the way home. She attempted to swat at my butt with her hand but it literally did nothing. Then a few hours later, she made us dinner and I began to feel really really really bad. Later that evening I worked up the courage to approach her and hand her a leather belt and a bar of soap. I explained to her that I was sorry about how I behaved and I knew I deserved a good mouth soaping and belting. Almost immediately she ordered me to go wait for her in the bathroom. She entered 30 seconds after me and began lathering up the bar of ivory soap, I began to feel scared but assumed it wouldn't last that long. She probably spent ten minutes rubbing that bar of soap around in my mouth, and then, without letting me rinse, she told me that I wasn't allowed to remove the soap until my strapping was complete. I would have been yelling and pleading with her if my mouth wasn't gagged with the bar of soap. For a moment, I thought my punishment was over, but then she went to her closet and got out an old rattan cane and told me she was going to give me 10 strokes with it. She taught me a very good lesson that day, and since then, i've only required thorough punishments about once a year. Even now in adulthood, I still seek them out when I feel I deserve them.
I like to get spanked is this normal
← View full post
I also felt the need to be punished by my mom or aunts when I was a teenager and into adulthood. The first time I asked my mom to punish me was when I was 14. She had taken me golfing that day and we got into an argument about something on the course and argued more in the car on the way home. She attempted to swat at my butt with her hand but it literally did nothing. Then a few hours later, she made us dinner and I began to feel really really really bad. Later that evening I worked up the courage to approach her and hand her a leather belt and a bar of soap. I explained to her that I was sorry about how I behaved and I knew I deserved a good mouth soaping and belting. Almost immediately she ordered me to go wait for her in the bathroom. She entered 30 seconds after me and began lathering up the bar of ivory soap, I began to feel scared but assumed it wouldn't last that long. She probably spent ten minutes rubbing that bar of soap around in my mouth, and then, without letting me rinse, she told me that I wasn't allowed to remove the soap until my strapping was complete. I would have been yelling and pleading with her if my mouth wasn't gagged with the bar of soap. For a moment, I thought my punishment was over, but then she went to her closet and got out an old rattan cane and told me she was going to give me 10 strokes with it. She taught me a very good lesson that day, and since then, i've only required thorough punishments about once a year. Even now in adulthood, I still seek them out when I feel I deserve them.