Daddy's Discipline: Part III: Wet Bottom Spanking

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The whole experience was confusing and weird and embarrassing but it also turned me on in a way and a small part of me is hoping that he maintains this attitude and dominance because I kind of really liked him putting me over his knee and punishing me.

Sam continues to struggle with his psychic powers, and Dean faces some of John’s famed consequences, for mistakes while training. Sam's lessons with Missouri continue, both boys are disciplined by not only Missouri but John as well. Before I had time to even think about what I was doing, I had sat down on the kitchen chair, lowered my son’s pyjama trousers and flipped him over my lap.Whenever my dad wants he makes me pull down my underwear, lie down onmy back on the coffee table and he checks to see if I'm wet. After a spanking like that, I think you need to stand in the corner and think about why you were spanked. Sometimes she hasto lie naked on the display table, on her back, knees up and spread,and she has to hold her labia lips open.

Daddy slowly stopped spanking me, letting them come fewer and farther between, and lighter each time. I got a dozen sound licks on my bare butt and an admonition not to sneak out of the house again, or it would be worse the next time. His arms wrapped around me, his legs keeping my legs apart, daddy rubs my nipples, rolling them in his fingers, playing with them, knowing just how much that excites me. When he came back he pulled the paci out just long enough to not so gently wipe off my face and chin. For this job, he kept an old leather tool belt, which was a couple of inches wide and had all its pockets removed.For example, if your child keeps pushing people while playing, take the toy away for now and tell them why.

As daddy was saying this, he had secured one ankle to the bed, and had moved to the other one, making sure my legs were drawn apart, not to tight as to hurt, but far enough I could not bring them together.

When he was in eighth grade, he, one of our cousins who was in his class and another kid were caught drinking behind the maintenance garage during recess at the Catholic school they attended. I felt my face get red, and felt a little lump in my throat, a little unsure of what was going to happen.

Obviously, up until this point Simon had no experience of this type of formal punishment but he still could sense the trouble he was in and was already wriggling around, trying to get up from the confusing and frightening position in which he found himself. The last thingshe gets before bed is a good hard spanking with my hands on heralready bruised bottom. The whole time I was drinking daddy was reminding me of what a big baby I was, drinking from a bottle, and getting my lunch all over me, just like a messy baby would.Finally, I must make it perfectly clear that neither of us ever acted inappropriately with the boys. Children of that age need a lot of discipline and between Polly and myself, Simon must have received a sore bottom roughly every week around that time. The overwhelming majority of spankings from Mom even went unreported to Dad and he never knew that most of them had even happened.