The Worst spanking I never got.

[wildgrl90]

The following is a true story.
I've always loved to write. Keeping journals and diaries of my days experiences are still is very much a part of who I am. I must have 50+ journals all filled with my words, drawings, bookmarks and stickers. I keep them all, and I re-read them often.

As a newbie here to Spanko, I thought Id share one of my more personal memories. It's been edited to make it readable, and mature sounding, but the message is still clear.


September 28,
I had just turned 14, and was at my new friend Nicole's house fooling around with her computer after school. We had only been friends for about a month or so. I met her at school, and we kind of hit it off. We were talking about online chatting, specifically with a camera, but i told her i wasn't interested. I've cam chatted before, but I always thought it was really lame. Everyone staring blankly at a screen, or watching a room of people type. oooh. aaahh...how fun! Not.

Well, she told me i wasn't chatting at the right sites and so she showed me what she called her "fav's" because of all the cute guys. So she shows me some cam-chat sites she goes on when her mom wasn't around. Lots of porno ads, I'm thinking, this is so totally gross, but i still was open minded. We were chatting (typing with the cam on, no sound) with older boys mostly but some older girls and a few WAY older men. We got into this chat session with a bunch of guys and a few older woman. We were definitely the youngest ones in the chatroom.

Nicole and i were chatting for a while about anything we could think of saying. As girls, we got the typical requests to flash our boobs and all. I blew it off like i used too when i cam chatted at home, but Nicole didn't! She simply pulled up her top and bra, and was showing complete strangers her boobs! When they asked me to do the same, i wouldn't. I couldn't! I'm way to shy, and doing something like that is definitely NOT me. We chatted a while more, and Nicole then started prodding me to flash, and calling me a prude if I didn't. Finally, I lifted my top to show my bra for about 10 seconds, completely red-faced. This was before my growth spurt in the boob area. At 14, I was maybe a 32A and barely at that. 32AA would be more like it. So not much to show anyway.

More time goes by, Nicole is flashing to whoever asks, and I'm still getting teased for not flashing bare boobs completely. I finally give in to the pressure, pull up my top and bra this time, and expose my little ladies to everyone in the chatroom. At the same time Nicole's Mom walks in on us, sees me with my boobs showing and sees the screen with a bunch of guys clapping and yelling "finally!"

She was pissed to say the least. Lots of words flew by, and we didn't know what to say. What CAN you say really? She called me a little slut and told me to leave her house. I rode my bike back to my house, which was about 25 minutes away. I was totally pale flush. I was worried mostly about Nicole and what would happen to her. I don't know if spankings were done at her house but I figured probably not. Its not something we ever talked about. But I was still very worried for her.

When i got home, I walked in and saw my mom was in the living room, and she was sobbing. Oh Crap!! Apparently Nicole's mom called her and told her what she saw and also said that "I" was "teaching" Nicole how to cam chat and flash boobs and all. And that "I" was a bad influence on her daughter, and what an awful person I was, and how I wasn't allowed to hang around with Nicole anymore. I tried to explain to my mom what really happened, but she wouldn't let me talk. I even tried to tell her how Nicole was calling me a prude and all. She didn't hear a word i said. After about 15 minutes of constant yelling, asking if she was raising a cheap prostitute, or a common whore, how I disgraced myself and our family is - she ordered me to my room. It was only about 5 pm, but i went anyway obviously without complaining. I don't ever think I've ever seen my mother so mad in my life. I was scared. Really scared!

I went to my room, scared and sad, but still pissed off at the same time. I was getting ALL the blame for this! I knew it was bad, but this wasn't MY idea. I didn't want to even do it, yet im taking ALL the heat? And im thinking Nicole was looking like some innocent angel in all this? How else would her mom think that "I" was the one showing Nicole this stuff unless Nicole told her mom that it was MY idea? This was my "friend" that i was so worried about all the way home?

It wasn't fair. I knew I was going to get spanked. I just didn't know when. That's always hard... the waiting. Usually mom would take her time to come into my room. Most times it was within about 10 minutes. She would come in, give me a 5 or so minute lecture with me standing directly in front of her. Sometimes I would listen to her words, but most times, I admit, I didn't here a single one until the words "I'm taking your pants down now for a spanking young lady!" were sounded. She made no pageantry about de-panting me either. She had this amazing talent to remove pants and panties in a single motion requiring less then about 3 seconds from the time my pants were unzipped. I cant even do it that fast, even when i try! From there, it would across her knee for several minutes of almost rhythmic slaps. Some slow and predictable, and others fast or random. I would always challenge myself and think that i can take this without crying, or sobbing. I would also try to try to figure out the logistics of the spanking. Such as predicting when and where the next spank would be, preparing myself mentally for the strike. Sometimes I was correct, but most times not.

I sat on my bed and i waited, cried some, but mostly waited. I waited for hours. I finally called out to my mom about 10pm. She came into the hall with still swollen eyes and red cheeks from crying, and looked at me with eyes like evil red lasers. She told me in kind of a broken and very sad voice "Your not my favorite person right now, and i definitely don't want to see at the moment."

THOSE words shot though my heart like nails!

I ran to my bed and buried my head into my pillows and I cried. I cried hard. I don't think i ever cried harder any other time in my entire life then I did that night. It finally hit me, What i did, how I hurt my mom, myself, I got her SO upset and disappointed with me that she wouldn't even spank me?? I felt empty and completely alone. I think I must have cried for 2 hours straight - easily. Not feeling a bit sorry for myself, but sorry for what i must have done to my mom. I finally cried myself to sleep, but it wasn't until after midnight.

The next morning I woke up and was sitting on my bed when i heard my mom coming down the hall. This was it. I had to face up to my mom and hope she would at least talk to me. I curled up into a ball, holding my knees tight to my chest. She came in, and sat on my bed coldly. We talked for about an hour very calmly and but distant. I did most of the talking. I explained the WHOLE story to her. My side, not Nicole's moms side. I was so ashamed of myself that even while telling her the truth that i was crying all over again and was kept saying i was sorry to her for making her cry and being disappointed in me. She sat and listened mostly. Not many questions, or the typical "if Nicole told you to jump off a bridge" stuff. I talked mostly into my mattress I was so ashamed, but I knew mom was listening. I spilled so many beans... how i felt, seeing her in tears, how i feel about shaming myself and the family, i told her everything.

When i finally got up enough nerve to look at her face, I saw she was smiling at me. She told me softly that she believed me. In fact, she said "I believe every single word you just said Tara". Through my tears and cracked voice, I said thank you, and i asked if she was going to spank me now? She leaned in, gave me a kiss on the forehead and whispered "i think I already did".

I melted into her arms, and couldn't hug her any harder. Not because i wasn't going to be spanked, but because I was her daughter again, and she believed in me, and was still proud of me.

I think it was then they I truly GOT what spankings were all about. And the real pain that could follow if you didn't get one! No matter how hard or long she spanked me from then on, I never complained that I was too old or it was too embarrassing. They could never be as painful as that night. It truly was THE worst spanking I never got.

[MikeSpanks]

wow, great story. A spanking without an actual spanking. You ae a very good writer, keep it up and good luck with your studies.

[naughty-lilboy-richie]

Great Story, goes to show that parents don't have to physically spank their children in order to get their point across, & that some times a non-spanking punishment can be far worse than any true spanking. It's the hear & mind of the child that a partent tries to get through to when spanking...not just to physically hurt the child or embarass the child but to truly get through to the hear of the child & the hear of the issue

[dr_pain]

Tara,
A very well written story, I could actually feel your pain. Thank you.
Jonathin

[mremann]

Very touching journal entry. Even as a kid your writing skills paint an amazing picture. You are truly talented. I want to read more. Thank you for sgaring such an intimate moment with us all.

[skyhawk]

So glad this story came to the top of the list.....it's a wonderful piece that I hadn't seen before.

Hope to see more like it.

[mom4bratgirls]

Nicole' s mother sounds like one of those parents who always say its the other child's fault when theirs gets in trouble. She and her daughter both needed a spanking. Tara seems to have learned her lesson without one. And this story reminds us how we always listen to both sides .