This is another snippet that turned up during the recent round of research. The discussion referred to in this excerpt couldn’t be found but it appears some middle aged women from both sides of the Atlantic were comparing notes about youthful experiences of corporal punishment back in 1998.
Here is all I found complete with forum speak and Net names.
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Like Anne was saying, I can’t believe that we are all 60 now. Are all the ladies commenting here of our generation? I know Cats66 isn’t (curious name) but she seems to be a lone voice here.
I wonder if Miss Cats has anything to say about the subject in hand – I can’t help but doubt that. Things have gone all PC in the last 20 years. Probably no bad thing but oh well.
I was particular amused by Jeanie B’s disbelief at the antics of our English contingent back in their school days. What the hell is an Upper Sixth anyway? Sixth what?
If she think getting ‘pops’ on the bare bottom in school was just a British thing, then guess again.
Actually I think she was quite rude to Margaret_H_1940 (sorry but there are a lot of Margaret’s). I am glad her aunt spanked her bare bottom up to the age of 21. Maybe it’s an approach that should be reinstated. (Grins)
I know I said that most spankings I got at College were on the seat of the skirt or panties, but my sorority wasn’t that tame. You wouldn’t believe what we got up to during my pledge days and after. Ouch.
Seeing as I can’t say much about that, I will tell you about our house mother.
During my freshman year there was no room at the Sorority House. We just weren’t that rich. So I had to stay in college accommodation, where in those days we answered to a house mother.
Mrs G was not averse to handing out spankings and it seemed to me that she operated a system of spank first, second and third and don’t ask questions. (Unhappy face)
I saw many a girl leaving her room in tears. Mrs G packed a mean hairbrush and always applied to the bare seat. I don’t think many of us escaped at one time or another, the main cause being out past curfew.
As I said before, many of our routine spankings were with the Big Paddle on the seat of the skirt out in the hall for example’s sake, but I once felt it on the bare.
My room was on the corner so late-comers had the habit of flicking rocks at my window for me to let them in. It was never a good idea to ignore these ‘requests’ but mostly it was just past curfew and there were still girls that were up.
On this particular night it had gone passed one o’clock in the morning. I knew the girls that were shouting up at me in whispers (they were drunk) so I put on a gown over my PJs and snuck down to let them in.
Mrs G got to the lobby just as I opened the door.
I was wearing my night clothes and had obviously not been out, but I knew I was in trouble. I remember thinking whether my behavior would get a few swats with the Big Paddle or a trip over Mrs G’s knee. I am not sure which was the worse of the two, both were pretty bad. A bare-bottom spanking over her knee hurt and was embarrassing. Whereas the paddle hurt worse (think Dead Poet’s Society) but it was in some ways preferable.
Mrs G took as all into her sitting room and told the first girl to bare her bottom and bend over.
A mean paddling followed, by the end of which both the spanked girl and her friend were crying.
Then I watched the second girl get it, the first having gone to bed.
The second girl took rather badly and her bottom colored up rough. Then she went to bed too.
I guess I knew I was going to take swats and not for the first time, but I was completely shocked when Mrs G said “you might as well drop your pants as well.”
It so embarrassing bending over with my bare behind sticking out, but after the first swats I had other things to worry about. I swear I got it worse than the other two, that paddle didn’t seem to stop. My bottom was dark red and shocked into one great big stand-up welt once she was done.
It took an age to walk back to my room and I didn’t sit down for a day or two. My skin went almost black for days and it must have been near three weeks for all the marks to go.
Not my last spanking from her, but definitely the worst. I guess bare bottoms got spanked both sides of the pond. (Grins)
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If you like anecdotes of this sort there are lots out there and I am glad to bring them to you. I found one or two like this, so watch this space.
