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Naughty Teen Tanned, Tamed
On To Spanking by
I just read Woman to Woman Spanking last week,
for the first time, & was so pleased to find a spanking magazine that published real
spanking experiences that I had to send in mine.
I am a 32-year-old nurse who never experienced a real old
fashioned spanking until I was fourteen. My parents never really spanked me as a child.
Oh, they slapped my rump a few times but only with me standing up & usually with me
facing them. My mom would reach behind me & swat my bottom with her hand. It did not
sting very much & I usually ended up being sent to my room.
This all changed when my older brother got married to a
lovely girl who I would have adored as a sister.
Kathy was, & still is, a high school English teacher
& was a delightful addition to our family. I used to spend weekends with my brother
& sister-in-law &, if I went out to the movies, Kathy would warn me to be back by
a certain time or shed warm my britches.
My brother would tease me that if I disobeyed, Kathy
would tan my bottom very soundly. I never thought too much about these simple warnings
until one weekend when my brother was away for Army Reserve training & I stayed with
I returned only about a half hour late from the movies,
but Kathy told me she was through warning me & had every intention of tanning my
behind. I was surprised & did not really think shed carry that out. But was I in
for a huge shock. Because right there, in the kitchen, Kathy turned a chair away from the
table, sat down & then flipped me right over her knee.
I immediately threw my hands behind, to my bottom, to
ward off spanks but that did no good. Kathy clamped her left arm over my hands in the
small of my back, hauled up my little swing skirt & then dragged my underpants below
I was absolutely beside myself. I kicked & squirmed
all over her lap, but she held me securely. Her hand came down over my bare rump cheeks
like a crack of thunder, followed by a bolt of lightening that set fire to my soft skin.
Kathy only spanked by hand but it sure was enough for me.
She swatted me from above my rolled down panties to the
top of my hips & from one side to the other. It was awful!!!
The sting was incredible & as humiliating as it was,
there was no way to keep from pleading & crying real tears. The tears were genuine, a
combination of embarrassment & humiliation, &, as her hand kept scorching my
smoldering seat, painful distress!
My tears did not deter my sadistic sister-in-law for a
second. Now that I can reflect back on her spankings somewhat objectively, I was only over
her knee for a couple of minutes, but it seemed liked forever & ever!!
Before she let me up I was hicupping, apologizing,
sobbing & very repentant. She calmly explained how when I was living with her, I would
obey her directions or Id find myself over her knee quite often. I was in the ozone
layer while she talked to me.
On the one hand my butt was on fire & the skin very
tingly, yet, on the other hand, I was mildly aroused being over her knee with my skirt up
& panties down. It was a sexy feeling, at least now that the spanking was over, but
the reality of being treated like a child was very sobering. That first spanking at her
capable hands was a confusing experience for my youthful mind & body.
Kathy said she wouldnt embarrass me further by
telling my parents or brother, but unless I behaved, or complained about being spanked
whenever she thought I deserved it, my brother would be told. This I really didnt
want. I wanted my brother to think of me as a grown-up & not his little kid sister. If
he knew I was spanked like a kid because I acted like a kid, Id be mortified.
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Having finished with her after spanking lecture, Kathy
let me off her knee, gave me a quick hug after Id dressed, & within a few
minutes, she was just as friendly toward me as ever. I, on the other hand, couldnt
even look her in the eye without blushing to the roots of my hair & retired to my
At breakfast, she inquired as to how my bottom was. And,
yes, my face turned bright red again. I stammered out that my bottom was still slightly
sore - it wasnt really, but even then I was smart enough to figure I didnt
want her to try harder if there was a next time! She confirmed my thought when she nodded
approvingly, saying a spanking should be sufficient to remind the culprit every time they
sat down for at least a few hours afterward. That was all that was said & from then on
nothing about spanking was mentioned.
Not until I did something stupid or misbehaved. Then
spanking was more than mentioned! It was delivered in no uncertain terms.
Kathy was fair, set realistic rules, & never raised
her voice or got angry if I broke one of them. Shed just look at me sternly, state
her objection, & then tell me to wait for her in her room or take me there herself.
Kathy is an organized, consistent lady. While all the
spankings she gave were sufficient to make a sound impression, they were similar in
severity, time over her knee, etc. Shed spank until I was kicking, crying, &
very sore, but she rarely went beyond that. Unless I was over her knee for a repeat
transgression. Then shed say Id obviously not learned my lesson the last time
& add a sufficient amount of slaps to my squirming seat - after pausing to tell me
exactly why she was adding them - until I howled even more. She also would subject me to
the hairbrush if I really did something astronomically wrong. Luckily, that only happened
Also, most of her discipline was given in the privacy of
her bedroom. There were a couple of exceptions though, like the time when I was seventeen,
she spanked me for being rude to her right in front of my brother.
I was dressed in my cheerleader uniform & when she
dumped me over her knee, it was a very simple task to hoist my short uniform skirt, yank
down my panties & then pepper my behind all over with her hand. My brother just smiled
& laughed at my predicament, but Kathy really lit into my fanny & before she was
finished my bare behind was beet red & hurt worse than ever before.
I wailed & kicked my legs so hard I probably gave my
brother more of an earful & eyeful than I hard ever done before. (My secret had been
discovered long ago by then. Theres no way to take a spanking quietly & he
wasnt always away when Kathy decided my heinie needed heating! And this wasnt
the first time Kathy disregarded the privacy of her room, either.)
By the time Kathy stopped spanking me, my panties ended
up twisted around my knees. And she didnt let me up right away, either. She just me
a lecture on childish behavior & warned me to watch my language or Id get a
sorer bottom next time.
My brother was chuckling in the background until Kathy
told him that went for him, too. Before that, I had no idea that Kathy might spank him,
too, but the cat was out of the bag.
I never actually saw or heard her paddle him, but he
never denied it, either, so I cant say she did. But with her personality, & her
proven spanking expertise, I dont doubt it.
The spankings ended when I went away to college. But,
even today, I fantasize about them &, when I visit my brother & sister-in-law, I
wonder if Kathy would turn me over again & apply her hand to my fanny? She
doesnt talk about it anymore unless I bring it up, & then she only says I got
what I needed & deserved. So, I guess to her, it really was nothing more than a
necessary task to curb my youthful naughtiness & something I'm too old for now.
I know I'm NOT too old at all. In fact, although I'm sure
Kathy could still make me cry & hurt like a hot-bottomed little girl, I'd JUMP back
over her lap in a heartbeat if she told me to & fantasize about it all the time.
But with the lack of interest she's shown when I broach the subject, I guess I know
that'll never happen.
Oh well, thanks for hearing my story. Im glad to
learn that Im not alone &, at the risk of showing how naughty I still am, I hope
to see more letters from women like me who tanned & turned on by firm-handed female
family members who didn't have a clue what it would lead to. -- Warmest Regards, Miss T.H.
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