these will not be all of my personal experiences, but i will be sure to let you know which ones are mine and which ones are.
THIS ONE IS MINE!! and it is and always will be the worst one i have EVER received.
my worst spanking? hm, let me think. well, it was the night of my parents anniversary, actually. i'm the only girl of my two brothers. when this particular spanking happened, i was twelve years old. my twin was obviously also twelve and i had another 15 year old brother. i grew up in a household of spankings...all the time. my parents lived like the oldies...and they didn't believe in that no punishment crap. back to the story, though. we were eating at longhorn, a pretty nice restaurant. my twin and i were horse playing, not thinking anything of it. that's when i slapped my brother a little too hard. "pull a move like that again, and i'll be sure to wear you out.", my dad threatened. "y-yes sir.", i quivered. we continued to eat our dinner when my twin started tickling me from under the table. "stop it! dads going to turn us both black and blue.", i mumbled. but he wouldn't stop. i started laughing out loud and that's when i heard it...a crash on the ground. i looked down and saw a plate shattered on the floor. i looked up at my dad with scared eyes and he was fuming. "get up right now, young lady. and march your butt outside, right this instant.", he yelled. by this time, everyone was already looking at me. i didn't think my dad would spank me in front of all these people...but boy was i wrong. i sat on a bench outside and within seconds my dad stomped out of he restaurants doors. now, my dad wasn't like one of those parents to lecture you before the spanking, he went right into it. "d-dad, i'm sorry.", i cried out. "save it!", he yelled. "it is your mothers and my anniversary, and you were being very disrespectful.", he said. he threw me over his knee because at this point, he was already sitting down. "y-you're not going to s-spank me...are you?", i cried. "you bet i am! do you know how much you just embarrassed me?", he yelled. "i said i'm sorry! please don't embarrass me! there's so many people around!", i cried. "maybe you'll learn your lesson for disobeying me.", he said, sternly. before i could put up a fight, i felt his hard hand against my backside. "i'm sorry!", i cried out. "oh, i know you are." we were about 20 hits in and i started bawling crying. i saw so many people walk by and exchange glances and smirks. he continued to hit me and my bottom was on fire! finally he stopped and i went to go rub my butt. "oh, we're not done, young lady." he pulls off his belt in one swift motion and pulls down my pants, revealing my underwear and ass cheeks for everyone to see. he was about to hit and i winced waiting for it to happen but it never did...i opened my eyes and saw my mother grab my dads arm. "now that's enough!", she yelled, "i understand she needs punishing, i know she does! but you CANNOT leaves her bare bottom out for everyone to see! and with the belt? NO! we are getting in the car and you can continue this at home! who knows what kind of creepy stalkers are videotaping our TWELVE year old daughter getting beat in public? idiotic.", my mom finished off. i stood up and slid my pants up. i looked around and everyone was staring at me. my ass was on fire and it wasn't even over yet. we loaded up in the car, i looked over at my 15 year old brother and he was silently laughing at me. then, i looked over at my twin and he mouthed, "im sorry." i smiled at him, "better you than me.", i mouthed back. we pulled into the driveway and i was scared for what was going to happen next. we all got out of the car and we all knew what was going to happen next. "go to your room, right this instant. get in the corner, pants down and wait there.", my dad said sternly. i walked slowly up to my room, dreading it. i open my door, forgetting how filthy it was. i didn't think anything of it...but it would have a huge toll on me later. i slid off my pants and faced the corner. after a good 10 minutes of wait, my dad walked in with the belt. "get in position.", he said. notice how he said position? yea, cause it's happened so many times. i've been spanked at least 40 times in my life, and im only twelve. i walked over to my bed and leaned over it. within seconds, the belt landed with a hard slap against my ass. i winced in pain as it hit again. "you. are. such a. disrespectful. little girl.", he said in between hits with the belt. "that plate was 10 whole dollars!", he yelled. "and that's how many extra hits you'll be getting. and they won't be light ones." i was crying again. i looked back at my dad as he stepped back and took a look at my room. "nope, make that 20 extra hits. because your room is disgusting!", he yelled. "pull down your underwear!", he yelled. i did as he said and pulled down my underwear. "now count!" WHAP "one.", i sobbed. WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP "six" WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP "seventeen" WHAP WHAP "nineteen" WHAP "twenty!", i screamed, because the last one was particularly hard. "now get your ass up and clean this room!", he yelled. i went to go grab my clothes..."no! keep them off! i want this punishment to last as long as possible. no touching your butt either, or that will be extra spanks!", he said to me and then walked out. i started cleaning my room piece by piece, never stopping crying.
and that was my worst spanking and first story! what was your worst spanking?
