Now, she questioned, “has my bad boy learned who makes the rules?” SPANK “Yes ma’am, you do,” I cried. “Are you going to do as I say, when I say?” SPANK “Yes ma’am always.” SPANK “You are lying,” she said, in addition to a blistered bottom, how would you like to go to work with the fresh taste of soap in your mouth?”“No ma’am, please don’t do that.”“Then answer the question without exaggeration.” The brush came down three times and I cried, “I will always try to be good and to follow your rules,”“That’s better,’ she said, “and when you do break the rules, and you will, what can you expect from me?”“You will punish me as you see fit,” I said. “Right.” SPANK “Now I am going to finish this spanking. When I get through you are to go stand in the corner until you can stop crying. Then wash your face, and come to me for inspection before you go to work. Understand?”“YYYes ma’am.”“Good, now one last thing. You are going to beg me to spank you in a manner that you know I will anyway.” If you do a good job and ask me nice, I might go easier on you. If not………. cases; to psychological devastation. I saw this in group therapy in witnessing other members having to deal with their

No, I guess you were trying to be nice, to make pleasant conversation. But I didn’t like being grounded for those reasons.” feelings of intense embarrassment and fear; then a process of ‘closing off’ set in. Much later when it was all over the We were the second couple to arrive at the house and started chatting with the other couples and Aunt Kay and her husband. I couldn’t believe how much like our friends at home they were, just nice normal people. After all the couples had arrived and formal introductions were made, Aunt Kay carefully explained the rules of the event and what was expected from the men in particular.One of the most serious incidents of abuse I can clearly recall, happened at the hands of my father. What I am going to

classes were segregated. The first days are hazy but I remember very well, some of the incidents that happened. On the When the alarm sounded the next morning, , I was out of bed and into the shower. I think she was somewhat disappointed that she was not going to get to take me to task again. She needn’t worry, there will be other times and other reasons. If I didn’t see to it with my actions, she would think of something, of that I was sure. The imperious demand: “What do you think you are doing?” suddenly snatched me from my reverie. “You were told to clean this place up!” Vera had entered the room without my noticing. Families Service, the Office of the Commissioner for Children, and the United Nations and Repeal Section 59 of the Crimes completely closed down and the whole incident remained buried until some 20 years later when I finally expressed the

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was common to see a classmate caned for such an ‘offence’. The constant fear of forgetting something did nothing to aid in don’t even remember why I “got it”. But I did, this time by a Mr Campbell, a metalwork teacher. This school was a

of the class and systematically caned. I do not know how many times but I recall very vividly how witnessing this Do you recognize this?” Vera demanded, thrusting a photocopy of the confession and spanking contract I wrote at Lucille’s direction eight years ago.describe here, was a very serious assault on me. This incident happened, probably when I was about twelve years old. I can First was Ryan, 15 strokes with the strap, bent over administered by Debby. I watched as Ryan grabbed the strap and handed it to Debby. He went to the middle of the room and Debby pulled his boxers down. She laid into him hard, he moaned but kept position. While he was getting punished Aunt Kay read us all some of his offences, very personal Miss Roberts studied her reformed client. She'd thought Carly wise. Recent events had disappointed her.