Bringing the paddle to her dad before her bare bottom paddling.
He received the phone call just before 5:00PM; it was a number he did not recognize. The voice on the other end of the phone was a woman he had only met a few times before, and it was the mother of one of his daughter’s friends. It took her a minute to get to the point, but she told him that she had been at the water park that day and had seen his daughter Riley there. She stated that she really did not want to be a snitch, but she hoped that as a parent, he would do the same for her should the situation be reversed. She finally got to her point and told him, that if he was not aware, his daughter was a smoker. She explained that she had spent the day at the park with her youngest child, and the designated smoking area was within her sight. More than five different times she has watched his daughter, and a large group of girls go to the smoking area. He asked if she specifically saw his daughter smoking and she told him yes. Not only that, it seemed to be her cigarettes that they were all sharing. He thanked her for the information and they got off the phone.
His blood began to boil, as this was a recent conversation he had had with her. She often came home
Baring and presenting her bottom to be paddled.
smelling like smoke and she had promised him that while a couple of her friends were smokers, and that she was in the car when they smoked, that she had never picked up the habit. He was now dealing with the fact that his daughter was a smoker, and it seemed, also a liar. She was now 19 years old, and it was legal for her to smoke, but his thoughts on the matter had been made very clear to her over the years. While her smoking really bothered her, the fact that she had been lying to his face in recent days, really got to him. It had been a long time since he had caught her in a lie and he really cherished that they seemed to have an open and honest relationship. It had been several years since he was aware of her outright lying to his face. This also made him realize that is had been several years since something else had happened in their home…a spanking. He had not paddled her butt since she was 14 or 15 years old and felt that she had gotten a little old for it. He decided that it was once again time for her bottom to feel the burn of his little wooden paddle.
He paddles her teen bottom hard and fast to make sure she understands the dangers of smoking.
Her dad starts hard and fast, bruising her poor bottom from the very start.
When she got home he was on the couch in the family room and he asked her to come in. She was still in her bikini, carrying her purse and a backpack. He asked her how her day at the water park was, and she told him that they had all had a good time. Her heart dropped, as she saw the look on his face change, and he told her to hand over her purse. She hesitated for a second and then handed it over. He went through it, and while he did find a lighter, he did not find any cigarettes. Her pulse quickened as she realized what was happening. He then asked for her backpack, which she was a little more hesitant to hand over. He finally just grabbed it from her and opened it up. It took a little searching, but hidden in a little inside pocket was a mostly empty pack of cigarettes. Before he could even ask she told him that they were not hers and that her friend went to the park without a backpack so she let her put them in her own bag. He asked her point blank, “So you did not smoke any cigarettes today”? She answered, “of course not”.
He had all the information he needed and he simply told her to go get the paddle. Her face turned bright
Her bottom shows that she is learning after only 20 swats.
red, as even the thought of getting spanked at her age was quite embarrassing. She started to protest, which led him to raising his voice and yelling “NOW”. She asked him where the paddle was and he told her that it was in the same place it had always been kept. She walked up the stairs to the hall closet, where the paddle had always hung on the inside of the door. That closet had old coats and stuff in it and she had not opened it since her last spanking many years before. She did not even think they still had that old paddle, that she had grown to hate so much, and she was quite surprised it still hung in its same old spot. She pulled it off of the nail it hung on and looked at it for a second. She could not remember exactly when her dad had made it, maybe when she was 10 or 11, but she could still remember what it felt like. Every time she had gotten in trouble when she was a younger teen this paddle was the only method of correction used. On every occasion her dad would bare her bottom and give her 20 swats with it, 10 on each cheek. While it had been many years, she could still remember most of them.
She walked down the stairs and handed him the paddle. He told her to lower her bikini bottoms and grab the single step that led into the family room. While it had been many years, she knew the process well and did not require any further instructions. She had been hopeful that at the age of 19 he would not bare her bottom, but there was no such luck. She pulled her bikini bottoms down to her knees and bent over placing her hand on the step. This was one of the parts she really hated, as he was never in a hurry to spank. This was his version of corner time, as he would make her wait as long as 5 minutes before he gave her the 20 swats. She would just have to stay there, bent over, bare butt in the air, waiting to be paddled. It certainly made her focus on what she had done and the anticipation was the worst. He continued to read his magazine for several minutes while she waited for her paddling.
He finally stood up with the little paddle in his hand and stepped into place behind her. He explained that she had lied to him several
A quick pause before he gives her the 2nd set of 20.
days ago when she said she had not been smoking, she lied to his face just now as she said that she had not been smoking, and then there was the actual fact that she had been smoking. He told her that she would get her normal 20 swats with his paddle…he then paused for effect, before finishing his sentence…for each offense. This caught her by surprise and she tried to figure out if he really meant that she was going to get 60 swats. Twenty swats by themselves were always brutal and had never once failed to leave her in tears. The thought of triple that amount was more than she could handle. She felt the familiar touch of the finely sanded and varnished paddle touch her bottom and then it began.
She realized that from the very first swat that this was not going to be a paddling from day gone by. There were no pauses, no breaks, he started with a flurry and it never slowed down. Each and every swat was applied with maximum force and it was the hardest she had ever been paddled from the very beginning. The 1st few swats took her breath away, and once it came back, there was only wailing and sobbing. She had hoped that she could handle a paddling better at the age of 19, but this was a whole different world in contrast to any other spanking she had ever received. He went back and forth from the left cheek, to the right, hitting almost in the same two spots every time. She had gotten quite a bit of sun that day at the park and he was certainly not avoiding the spots that were already red. He paddled long and hard and she was crying just like she always had during spanking when she was young. Her question as to if he really meant 60 swats was soon answered. After the 1st twenty, he paused for a second and told her that the next 20 were for lying to him a second time. He started again, spanking just as hard and just as fast. She struggled to stay in position and her knees buckled
That look on her face is the look of a 19 year old girl learning a very real lesson.
Made to remain in position with her bruised bottom on display.
on more than one occasion. After the second volley of 20, he again paused. He then said, “Now, we will see if we can make you a non-smoker”. For the previous 40 he had been spanking utilizing only his forearm, spanker more like someone would if it was a handspanking. For the last 20, he lifted the paddle high above his head and brought down each smack more intensely. He also slowed down the pace, allowing each swat to soak in a little before giving her the next one. She was beyond tears by this point and was practically hyper-ventilating. She had never experienced a pain such as this in her life and it was clear to him that she was learning a lesson. Her reactions did nothing to change his approach and he administered every one of the last 20 with maximum severity.
When it was over, he did not say a word and sat back down on the couch, leaving her in place. All that could be heard in the room was the sound of her crying. She knew that she was not allowed to stand back up before she was told, so she remained in position still crying hard. Her bottom was a mess of bruises and he had purposely made sure that she would not be wearing a bikini anytime soon. He had paddled her bottom well below the bikini line and those bruises would be visible for quite some time. He left her in place for more than 10 minutes and until she had fully calmed down and stopped crying. He told her to get to her room, take a shower, and to come back down for dinner. She instantly pulled up her bikini bottoms and ran to her room.
The results of a job well done. Her teen bottom will be bruised and sore for many days to come.
From a hard paddling scene in the member’s area of Realspankings.com
He caught her once before, sunbathing topless next to their pool. This all came about when he looked out the window and saw a neighbor, watering his lawn, but his real interest seemed to be something by the pool. He went out and found his 19 year old daughter, headphones on, bikini top off, laying next to the pool. He pointed out to her that while it was their backyard, it was not all that private and that she seemed to have an audience. She was quite embarrassed for both her dad and her neighbor to have seen her topless and he felt that the situation had been handled. Less than three weeks later, he came home to find her once again lying next to the pool without a top on. She had not expected him to be home at that time of day, which led him to wonder how often this really happened. Enough was enough and it was time to do something to change her attitude about topless sunbathing. At the age of 19, it had been a good four years since he last strapped her bottom, but it seemed that this occasion called for it. He walked right out into the backyard, told her to stand up, lower her bikini bottoms, as he removed his belt. She was a little dumbfounded that she was going to get a strapping after all these years, but experience had taught her that when she had a spanking coming, there was no point in arguing. Before she could fully contemplate what was happening, he went to work on her bottom with the belt. She felt quite naked and exposed, with her bottoms lowered and her top absent, but her main concern at the moment was the pain her bottom was feeling. He was really pissed and the intensity of his strokes showed it. He strapped her tiny bottom longer and faster than she had ever experienced. It went on for a good two minutes and her butt was really on fire before it was over. He told her to get her butt in the house and to get some clothes on. In addition, her pool privileges were revoked for the rest of the summer.
Her dad bares her bottom and gives her the strapping of her life.
The process is simple and effective and is used every single day in the homes of America and throughout the world. The process may vary a bit depending on the needs of the girl, but the results are fairly standard and effective. The teenage girl is told to head up to room and wait for her dad who will be up later with the belt. She tries to busy herself in her room and find anything that will serve as a distraction, but all she is really able to focus on is the fact that any minute, or maybe even an hour from now, dad will be up to give her bottom and long and hard whoopin. She sits on her bed as she recalls the last strapping she received and she knows how every badly it is going to hurt.
Sent to her room to wait for dad and the belt.
Eventually she sees her door opening and her heart begins to pound. He enters her room and follows up on the lecture she received downstairs earlier. He informs her that her behavior is unacceptable and that both he and her mom believe that it calls for a punishment. She is told that she will be grounded for a week and that a spanking is also called for. She is told to stand up and turn around as he unbuckles his belt and pulls it from his pants. She bends over her bed and presents her bottom for her punishment.
She presents her bottom to be spanked with dad’s heavy leather belt.
Her dad gets right to work blistering her bottom and teaching her a lesson.
No more words are required and he gets right to work on her bottom with his belt. She is old enough now that he does not have to scale the severity of his strokes to her bottom. He swings with full force with his heavy leather belt and straps her as hard as he can. He gives her a couple of dozen strokes but is not quite getting the reaction he is looking for. There is no reason to spank her if she is not going to cry, so he had her stand back up, bare her bottom, and bend back over.
She knows that her strapping is going to hurt so much more on her bare bottom.
He once again begins with the belt and really lays the strokes on hard. She is no longer able to suck it up and take it; the heavy belt on her bare bottom is a whole different story. After just a couple of strokes on the bare her eyes begin to tear up. She grips the bed spread tightly and does her very best to try and stay in position, just praying that it is almost over.
The belt really digs into her bare bottom and the tears come quickly.
A bare bottom whoopin from dad that she will remember for a very long time
He is in no hurry and she has a long ways to go. He watches as the strokes of the belt on her teen bottom turn her entire butt bright red, but he is looking for a different color. He begins to focus a little more on one spot on her bottom, no longer spreading the pain around. As the strokes continue to strike the same area, her tears turn to crying and red becomes purple. The evidence of her learning is now becoming quite visible. After close to 50 strokes on her bare bottom her punishment is over. Words are no longer required; the belt finished the lecture for him. He leaves the room and she lays on the bed rubbing her sore bottom and drying her tears.
The lesson she learned will be visible on her bottom for days.
Animations come from an intense punishment video in the member’s area of Realspankings.com
She was now 19 years old, still lived at home, and attended a local community college. For as long as she could remember her punishments had been pretty much the same. As she had gotten older, there were additional restrictions added to her punishment, but the common factor any time she got in trouble was an over the knee spanking from her dad. She had always thought that at some point in her life the spankings would stop, but there seemed to be no clear indication that this was going to take place anytime soon. It seemed that as long as she lived under her parent’s roof, that her bottom could be subjected to a spanking at any given time. The process was always the same, she was sent to her room to wait, her dad would eventually come up, she was then required to bare her bottom and climb over his lap. The spankings had gotten quite a bit harder, and certainly much longer, as she had gotten older. A typical spanking for her involved close to 5 minutes over her dad’s knee and it was certainly a very painful event for her. There was nothing fun about being spanked and for the most part she did everything she could to avoid them. But her parents were still quite strict with her, even at the age of 19, and something as simple as smarting off could result in her bottom being bared and spanked long and hard.
A test run to get her phone in the perfect position to capture her spanking.
But as she grew into a woman, she started having mixed feelings about her spankings. She hated to disappoint her parents, and she hated how much her spankings hurt, however, a couple hours after her spankings, she started to like how it felt. She found that everything below her waist felt very alive after a spanking. Once the stinging settled down, it was replaced with a sort of tingling sensation, both on her bottom and in her erogenous zones. Most simply put, she found that after she was spanked, she ended up feeling very horny. For close to 6 months, every night after a spanking, she would masturbate before going to sleep, and her thoughts while masturbating were about being spanked. She did not fantasize about being spanked by her father; it was always a sort of faceless authority figure. The spankings in her fantasies were not fun or playful; they were always about her being in trouble and getting a very serious punishment as a result. The one thing she did discover was that the orgasms she achieved, directly after a spanking, and while fantasizing about having her bottom punished, were the most intense orgasms of her young life.
This time it is for real. She sets up her phone and knows that she will spanked by her dad in a matter of moments.
Fantasizing about being spanked while masturbating became her primary focus during such acts, but she found that it was just not the same if she had not received a spanking. On occasion she played with the thought of doing something to earn a spanking, knowing that her orgasm that night would be very intense. Her biggest concern was how much the actual spankings hurt. The only thing enjoyable about a spanking for her was how her bottom felt hours later. It was hard to find the courage to earn a spanking on purpose, knowing how much it would hurt, and that it would lead to tears. This all led to a day when an idea was born in her kinky little head. She had not been spanked in a couple of months and she felt the quality of her orgasms had suffered. The fantasies were just not as vivid and powerful when she did not have a sore bottom. She hatched a plan that she felt would lead to the best orgasm she had ever had. The plan started with her not masturbating for more than 2 weeks, allowing her urges to build to a point that she had to have a release. The rest of her plan required two steps, with one of them being the very thing she wanted the most, to see herself get spanked. She certainly wished her spanking could be from someone other than her dad, but at this point in her life, this was all she had to work with, and a sore bottom was required for what she was looking for.
She practiced setting up her cell phone in various places in her room to see what would offer the best angle for video as well as allowing for the phone to be well hidden. She wanted to have a perfect view of her bottom being spanked and wanted to be able to see it go from white, to pink, to red, and finally to see the little pepper bruises forming during a long hand spanking. She finally settled on a placement in her closet that allowed her to see everything she desired. Every time she set up the camera for practice and then watched the video, which was only her sitting on the bed, her heart raced like crazy. Her emotions were mixed as even the thought of being spanked made her nervous, but the idea that she could see herself getting spanked, really lit a fire below for her. It took her a couple of days to work up the courage, and she did several dry runs with the camera in preparation. She would go to her room like she had just been sent up to wait, quickly grab her phone and set up in her closet, and then sit right back down. On a couple of occasions she even tried to simulate going over her dad’s knee to make sure her bottom was perfectly framed in the camera. Just watching the video of her dry runs was almost too much for her and it took every ounce of energy not to masturbate on the spot.
The recording from her phone shows her dad coming into her room and telling her to bare her bottom for a long and hard OTK spanking.
While the spankings she received were always very long, there was a level of severity that could change depending on the circumstances. There were times that she was spanked because she had not followed directions, or something else quite basic, and on those occasions her dad just kind of went through the motions as that behavior in her home called for a spanking. This is not to say that spanking did not hurt and that she did not cry, but these spankings were far less intense than the ones when he was really mad. She dreaded the spankings he applied to her bottom when she was really in trouble, but she felt if she was really going to go through with this, she needed to get video of a hard spanking. It took very little thought as she knew what really got her dad worked up, and his primary issue was that of chores. He worked long hours and had expectations that basic chores would get done while he was working. His biggest pet peeve in the world was that regarding the trash being taken to the curb on trash day. They kept their trashcans in the garage, which is also were his little workshop was, so if she missed taking the cans to the curb, the garage would really start to smell over the next week before it was trash day again. She had not missed a trash day in years as she knew what the results would be.
Her father wastes no time at all and start blistering her bottom immediately.
It was hard to wait the two days for the next trash day as she had really gotten herself worked up, but she knew that would be the day. She continued her dry runs with the phone, almost to the point of obsession. Just about every time she went to her room, she practiced the moment and then watched the video. It was getting to be close to impossible to not masturbate, as she spent every waking moment thinking about being able to watch her bare bottom getting spanked. She was able to control her desires and finally made it to the day in question. Her parents both went to work at their normal times, and being a day in which she did not have classes, she did not have much to do but wait for them to get home. Generally on that day, she would have the cans to the curb by 9:00AM to make sure she did not miss the pick-up time. She sat and stared out her window waiting for the trash men to come, her heart beating so hard she could feel it throughout her body. It seemed a little strange to her that she could be so nervous for such a moment, but she knew that the moment they drove away, without having picked up the trash at her house, the her butt would indeed be spanked. As she saw them at the end of the street she almost had second thoughts and even went down to the garage for a moment, but then found the courage and went back up to her room. Her heartbeat increased as they got closer to her house, and then finally it happened, they drove by and went to the next house…there was no turning back now.
She captures one of the longest and hardest spankings she has ever received on her cell phone.
Now all she had was time to kill. She spent her day trying to distract herself from her mixed feelings of being able to watch herself get spanked and knowing that she was going to be spanked. She played with the phone settings a little and tried different variations of lighting in her room to see which one showed her butt the best. Then a thought occurred to her, she had not missed taking out the trash in years, so what if it was not such a big deal anymore, or what if since it was the 1st time she had missed in so long, that she just got off with a warning? She had come too far to let this happen and needed to take steps to assure that this was the day she captured her butt being spanked on camera. She went downstairs and made herself a sandwich for lunch and was sure to play off of the things that drove her mom crazy. She left crumbs all over the counter, and left the jar of mayo on the counter and with the lid off. When she was done, she looked in the dishwasher which was full and clean, also her responsibility, and left it that way. She put her dirty plate in the sink and left her crumpled up napkin on very clean kitchen table. Dad hated the garbage not being taken out, but mom really hated coming home to a kitchen that was not as clean as she left it, and she especially hated coming home to prepare dinner to a dishwasher that had not been emptied. She knew that she was in for the spanking of her life and it made her quite nervous. Over the course of the next few hours she almost went down and fixed the things in the kitchen that needed to be taken care of, a little fearful that she was setting herself up for much more than she could handle. Her throbbing crotch eventually won the argument and she stuck with the trouble she had created for herself.
The last three weeks of thinking about it, fantasizing about it, and practicing for it finally became a reality as she heard her mom return from work. It took less than 5 minutes before her mom was hollering her name and telling her to get her butt downstairs. As she walked into the kitchen her mom was putting away the mayo and standing next to the open dishwasher full of clean dishes. Her mom asked her if she had had a mental lapse of some sort being that she had been home all day and nothing had been done, and not only that, she had left her own mess. She apologized and said that she had forgotten about the dishes and had meant to come back down to clean up after herself, but that she had fallen asleep. Her mom asked her if she had already brought the cans in from the curb and she then confessed that she had forgotten the trash as well. Her mom was literally speechless. It took her a few moments and then she hit the roof. Her mom went on and on about her sleeping all day, making a mess, and not getting a single chore done. She had honestly not seen her mom this mad at her in quite some time and she was getting nervous. Her mom made her empty the dishwasher, clean the kitchen, and then sent her to the garage with large black trash bags, and made her double bag all the garbage from the cans, to reduce the smell in the garage over the next week. When she came back in the house, the moment she had been planning for finally arrived. Her mom said to her “Now you get your butt upstairs to your room and wait for your dad to get home. I am going to see to it that he gives you the bottom blistering of your life and you can rest assured you will not be sitting around on your butt tomorrow”. She squeaked out a little “yes, ma’am” and went to her room.
A spanking she will never forget and one that she will be able to watch on her cell phone
With her heart beating out of her chest she sat at her window and waited for her dad to come home. She deleted all of the video files on her phone to make sure she had room and taped over the light on her camera that shows when it is recording. She was scared, very scared, as her mom was rarely one that ordered a spanking to take place. On the occasions when that did happen, she honestly did receive the spanking of her life. Now she had this as well as her dad’s own feelings on the trash not be taken care of. She knew it was going to be bad and she knew she was going to be sore, but in the back of her mind, she also knew that she was going to get to watch it and somehow that made it all worth it. Moments later her dad’s car pulled up in the driveway and she began to tremble. She heard his footsteps downstairs and then heard the muffled conversation of her parents talking. As she heard her mom’s voice raising and her name being spoken over and over, she knew it was close. She ran to her closet and set up her phone with her hands shaking so bad she could barely get it into place. She checked to make sure it was recording and then hurried to her bed. She grabbed a magazine and pretended to read it, but her thoughts were racing far too fast for her to even see anything that was on the page. Less than 5 minutes later she heard the footsteps coming up the stairs and she knew she was moments from this all being a reality.
The door to her room opened and he had very little to say. Often there would be a bit of a lecture before her spanking, but it was clear he was not happy and wanted to get started. All he said to her was “Get up and get them down”. She stood up and he took her place on the bed. With her hands shaking she unbuttoned her pants, lowered her panties, and then climbed over his lap. He did not waste a single second and the very moment she went over his lap the spanking started. It was clear to her from the very first smack that this was a whole new level of spanking. His pace was at least double with how she was typically spanked and it was hard as she had ever felt. It took just a couple of seconds for her entire bottom to be on fire and she really began to squirm. She was generally pretty good about holding still for a spanking, but it was difficult this time. On several occasions he had to hold her into place or move her back into position. It took less than a minute before she was crying hard, the spanking was relentless and the pace was unbearable. She was now very much regretting her whole plan as this was the hardest spanking she had ever received. There was nothing sexy about it, it was not fueling her fantasies, it was pure pain and nothing else. After 3-4 minutes of a pace that had to have been at least 2 smacks per second, he finally stopped and was completely out of breath. She started to stand up, but he put his hand on her lower back and held her in place. There was 30 seconds of silence, with only the sounds of her sobbing and him catching his breath. Once his breathing slowed down, he said “Now we will deal with the trash cans”, before she was able to fully process what was happening, the attack on her bottom began again. She was instantly back to full on crying and it seemed harder than before if that was even possible. Just as with the initial spanking, he spanked as fast as he could and as hard as she had ever felt. She just wanted it all to end, she could not take anymore, and she was crying as hard as she ever had. He covered every single bit of her 19 year old bottom, from a few inches down her upper thighs, all the way to the very top of her butt crack. There was not a tiny bit of real estate on her bottom that was not bright red and starting to bruise. His style was not to just spank cheek to cheek, he slowly worked his way around her entire bottom, putting many smacks on one side and then the other. Before it was over she was kicking and screaming and begging for him to stop. It was not her begging that finally ended it all, he spanked until he had nothing left to give her. When it was all said and done she had taken more than 8 total minutes of spanking to her poor butt and it really showed his efforts.
Checking her bottom and then grabbing her phone which recorded her entire spanking.
When it was done he told her to stand up and walked right out of her room. She lay on the bed for a few minutes crying, really getting it all out. At this point she did not even recall that she had filmed it with her camera. All she could think about was how bad her bottom hurt. She rubbed her bottom and continued to cry and then suddenly she remembered. She quickly realized why she had done this, she began to think about the fact that she was going to get to see it, and just like that, those feelings down below began to return. The rubbing of her bottom changed a little bit and she started to really soak in the pain and embrace it. She started taking her dad out of her visuals and began to picture her spanking from the faceless man of her fantasies. The area she was rubbing began to expand as she found herself beginning to touch more than just her bottom. Her entire lower region was alive like she had never felt before. She stood up and did what she always did after a spanking; she looked at her bottom in the mirror. Hew entire bottom was glowing a bright red and there were tiny purple specks mixed in. She also had actual visible bruises that were beyond that of the tiny little purple spots she was used to seeing. They were large purple blotches and they were the most visible on the tops of her thighs. Generally she was quite gentle with her rubbing after a spanking, but this time she began to press hard on the areas that showed the most bruising. It hurt very much to be touched like that, but she was looking at this spanking in a whole different way. She spent a good 10 minutes rubbing, touching, and pressing hard on her bottom as she looked at it in the mirror. She was so engrossed in what she was doing, that for a few minutes she once again forgot about her phone. For the 1st time since that day had begun, a smile swept over her face as she walked to the closet to retrieve her prize.
The post is illustrated with a hidden camera video from the member’s area of Realspankings.com
She had recently turned 18 and was close to finishing her final year of high school. Her parents had noticed that her behavior was growing increasingly out of control during this final year of school. Her grades were slipping, she was always just “a little” late coming home, and she seemed to have an attitude just about every time she spoke. On this day in particular, things were going to change. Spanking had been the primary form of discipline in this home, for many years, but since she started high school, they were used more sparingly. At the most, she found herself bending over for a hard strapping from her dad’s belt, one to two times a month. But with her behavior growing increasingly out of control, her parents decided that it was time to increase the severity of the spankings she received.
Constructing a paddle to use on his teen daughter’s bottom.
The day came when they received a phone call that she was absent from school, when she had indeed left for school that morning. Education was very important in their home and skipping school was simply not tolerated. A couple hours before she was due to arrive home, her father went out into the garage, to begin a little construction project. He selected a nice piece of heavy oak, left over from a recent shelving project, and got to work building an implement that would make a far greater impression on her 18 year old bottom. While he knew that his belt certainly left her bottom burning, it was not time to take it to the next level. He was building a paddle that would leave her bottom bruised and sore for days. It took him close to two hours to build the paddle and he put a lot of care and detail into it. He knew that it would be receiving a lot of use over the coming months and he wanted to have a paddle that was good enough to really get the job done.
Putting the final touched on the paddle that will be used to bruise her teen bottom.
He doubted that she told her friends that she was still spanked at home. At the age of 18, not too many girls still bend over for a spanking, but her parents had decided long ago that as long as she acted the way she did, she would have her bottom spanked. He had also decided that on this day, her friends would not only find out that she was still spanked, but they would witness it 1st hand. The timing could not have been more perfect with the construction of the heavy oak paddle. As he was sanding the final edges on him implement masterpiece, her ride home pulled up in the driveway. Allison and her two closest friends stepped from the vehicle and started to head into the house. He stopped their progress and approached Allison with the new paddle in his hand. She was asked how her day at school was, and she told him that it was fine. This was a big mistake, as not she had the offense of lying to go with her day of skipping school.
Her paddling is going to take place in front of her friends and the neighbors
That was all he needed to hear to reinforce his initial decision to paddle her in front of her friends. He told her to put down her purse and bend over the hood of the car. She knew better than to argue about a spanking that she was about to receive and did as she was told. Her head was flooded with various emotions. Her 1st concern was the big board that her dad was holding in his hand. She was quite aware of his skills with his leather belt, and even at this age, a spanking from him always brought her to tears. But now here he was with a heavy wooden paddle in his hands and she knew it was going to be bad. She was also quite embarrassed about the fact that her friends were going to see her spanked like a little girl. She had never told anyone that her bottom was still spanked, and this was a horrifying way for them to find out. She was not only concerned with the fact that her friends were going to watch, as this was being done in her driveway, in full view of their neighbors and any car that drove by at the time.
Feeling the burn of the paddle on her teen bottom.
All of her emotions and concerns quickly disappeared as the 1st swat of the paddle landed in her tiny teen bottom. She went from being horribly embarrassed and self-conscious about being spanked in a very public manner, to shocked from the pain of paddle hitting her bottom. A stroke of the belt burned from the very beginning, but this sensation had a lot more pain involved with it. She felt the burning sensation she was used to, but it also felt as if someone had punched both of her butt cheeks. This was not a sensation limited to her skin; she could feel it deep down in her muscles. It literally took her breath away, and before she was able to find her next breath, the next swat one landed. She wanted to be brave in front of her friends, but this went right out the window as the second swat hit in the exact same place as the 1st. The tears build up in her eyes and started rolling down her face. As the third swat was administered with maximum efficiency, her tears turned to full on crying. She was no longer concerned with what her friends thought, and there was really no way of covering up how bad this paddling hurt. The crying became more intense as she did her very best to stay in position, something she had learned many years ago, that was mandatory. Getting out of position had a way of adding to the length of her spankings, and that was something she did not want to happen.
He paddles her bottom hard enough that it will be sore for a couple of days.
Before it was all over, he had only given her ten swats with the paddle. He was quite impressed with the results and knew that he had made a good decision as far as retiring the belt. He achieved in ten swats the same results it would have taken at least 30 with the belt to achieve. He also knew that these results would be longer lasting as her bottom would be bruised and sore for at least a couple of days. He told her to stand up and sent her friends on home. Allison’s bottom burned like she had never felt before and there was a pulsating pain with every beat of her heart. Her dad was actually being quite nice to her in regards to the public portion of her punishment. The paddling she had just received was for skipping school, but for lying, she would need to be paddled again. Her parents had decided that on those occasions in which a very serious impression needed to be made, that it would not be out of the question for her to have to bare her bottom for a paddling. He knew the moment the lie left her mouth that she would need to have her bottom bared, but he did not see this as appropriate to be done in front of her friends and in the front yard. He walked her into the house and into the dining room, pulled out a chair, told her to drop her pants and panties, and to bend over. He told her that he was now going to demonstrate what happens when she lies. With tears still in her eyes, she lowered her jeans and panties, and presented her bruised bottom to be paddled again.
These animations and story comes from an intense paddling video from today’s update in the member’s area of Realspankings.com
