A different colour

I have been reading through many of your stories and find it very interesting to learn about how others were raised and punished by their parents.

I was born in the 1980s – spanking was on the way out of fashion but despite that, I was spanked both by my parents and also a few times by teachers in kindergarten through to fourth grade.

I’d like to tell you about my first ever spanking. I don’t actually remember the incident myself, but it has been recounted to me many times!

I was four years old and had been colouring in my colouring book – but it got boring and I thought it would be nice if I had a rainbow on the wall over my bed, so I start colouring there instead.

During this process, Mom called me out from my room to come eat and dinner. I went and she washed my hands, as they were messy from all that colouring!

After dinner it was bath time and then time to get dressed for bed. After the bath, Mom wrapped me in a towel and took me to my room.

When we got there, she saw the drawing over my bed. Boy, was she mad! She scolded me and told me that I was a very naughty girl.

Then she sat on my bed, turned me over her knee and started smacking my wet, bare bottom. I cried a lot, although I believe it wasn’t a long spanking, on account of my tender years.

After the spanking, Mom assured me that she still loved me – but also warned me that from now on, when I misbehaved I would get spanked.

Finally, she diapered me (I wet the bed until I was about 10 years old), put me in my pyjamas, kissed me good night and put me to bed.

Next day, I had to help Mom clean my drawing off the wall. I was a good girl for some time after that first spanking, I’m told.

Contributor: Hannah

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