WHY I LOVE SPANKING

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WHY I LOVE SPANKINGSeveral people have asked about my love of punishment, specifically spanking. When I think about it, I do enjoy giving a good old spanking. But my reason for it goes back to our old family house and my sister, Ginger.If you follow us, you know my sister, brother and me were raised by our mom. Dad died when we were young. If fact, my little brother Mike was only 2 months old when it happened. Mom moved us from a large 4 room house to a 2 bedroom condo. Four people in a little condo with no AC (in Miami) meant a lot of naked butts running around the house…always.By the time me and my sister were older, we had been lovers for several years. Up to that point, I never even so much as smacked her bottom while we were making love. Mom always taught me that hitting girls was not right for a man. Mom did bring us up right.And also by this time, mom knew Ging and me were lovers. She wasn’t thrilled back then, but she accepted it and got us protection.Now anyone who’s had k**s knows that t*****n is the age from hell. And my sister was no different than any other k*d. In fact, she was probably worse, bring that she already had a lover. One day, mom and Ginger were having a world class screaming match. I figured Ging did or said something stupid and mom went nuclear on her. And Ging gave it right back to mom.This went on for probably about 15 minutes. Me and Mikey knew enough to keep our noses out of their business, so we sat on the couch watching TV, keeping quiet. Finally, I heard mom yell, “That’s it! I’ve had enough of you! Come here!” Mikey and I just looked at each other, knowing that this was going to get ugly.And then we heard it. SMACK (Giggle, Giggle)…SMACK uşak escort (Giggle, Giggle)…SMACK (Giggle, Giggle). Three or four more times of this and then I heard, “DONNY! COME IN HERE!” All I could think of was what the fuck did I do!I walk into mom’s bedroom. Ging is laying on the bed, naked butt sticking up in the air, and she is just laughing. Mom is so mad, her ears are red. She looks at me and says, “Donny! Come over here and spank her ass for me!”OK, I was really confused now. I must have had that “deer-in-the-headlights” look on my face, because mom looked at me for a second, then she started to explain. “Donny, I need you to spank your sister for me.”“Me? Why?” I couldn’t think of any reason why mom would ask me to do this.Mom was calming down some, and she said, “Watch!” She reaches over and slaps Ginger’s nude butt just as hard as she can. And Ginger just laughed. “That’s what I mean. Her grades are bad and she doesn’t care. But your hard butt sister can’t feel my hand across her bottom. You’re bigger and stronger than me, so I need you to spank her for me.”Now I was 18, worked out, played sports. But spanking Ginger never was a thought. But mom was mad and wanted her punished. So I walked over to the edge of the bed. Ging looked up at me with a smile on her face. I had never spanked her before, so she wasn’t worried about me doing it now. Mom yelled, “Go on, Donny! Do it! Spank her ass!” With that, I raised my hand up as high in the air as I could and brought my palm down, right across her naked little bottom. For a split second, there wasn’t a sound anywhere. Ginger’s smile left her face and a surprised look came over her. She was totally van escort stunned. She later told me she couldn’t believe that I would spank her so hard, much less at all. And then she let out a giant scream.“OOOOOOWWWWWWW!!!!!!” She jumped up off the bed and hopped around, but with her pants and panties around her ankles, she couldn’t move much. I quickly sat down on the bed, grabbed her by the arm and pulled her across my lap. Now her cute little butt had a big red mark on it and it was sticking right up in my face. I looked up at mom, thinking she might change her mind, but no. “That’s it, spank her 10 times, just like that.”I looked back at her cute little butt, paused for a second and then proceeded to spank her butt hard and fast, 10 times. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMAKC…SMACK (I always was bad at math.)The tears were streaming down her face. She was screaming so loud, she almost lost her voice. Her cute little pink butt was now bright red and so hot to the touch. I rolled her around me and back on to the bed. She cried so hard and so loud, it took several minutes for her to calm down so mom could talk to her. I got up and started to leave, but mom stopped me and told me to wait.Then she said to Ginger, “Alright young lady! From now on, you are going to work hard and get those grades improved. Do you understand me?” she asked. “Because if you don’t, Donny is going to be my “designated hitter” with your butt!” (Mom was always quick with a joke or a pun) Ginger cried some more, then she apologized and hugged mom. Mom told her, “You apologize to Donny and hug him, too. I’ll bet his hand is sore from spanking escort bayan you.” I hadn’t thought about it, but no, my hand didn’t hurt. But my cock did, because it was rock hard and my shorts were sticking straight out. Ginger hopped over to me (her pants and panties were still at her ankles) and wrapped her arms around my neck, crying and saying she was so sorry. She pulled he pants up and walked back to our room. Mom came over and she hugged me, too. She said, “I’m sorry, Donny. I didn’t know what else to do. Her laughing at me was the last straw.”“That’s alright, mom,” I said. “It was actually sort of fun.” Mom smiled and grabbed a hold of my cock and said, “You little pervert,” and then she turned and walked into the kitchen.I went into our bedroom. Ging had taken her pants off and was looking at her naked butt in the mirror. I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her from behind, telling her I was sorry this happened. She turned and faced me as we hugged. “No!” she said. “Don’t be sorry. I deserved it. Mom was right.” She paused for a few seconds, looking down at the floor. And then she softly said, “Donny, would you please spank me again?”I was gut smacked. She looked up into my eyes, her face still wet from crying so much, and said, “I like it.” I turned her around, bent her over a little at the waste, raised my hand up and brought it down hard on her sore little butt. This time, she just moaned, looked at me and smiled. That’s when I knew I liked it too. Several years later, I told Ginger I wanted her to call me sir when she talked to me. She looked at me, smiled, and dropped her shorts to the floor and said, “No!” Then she turned and bent over.She still calls me sir when we’re in private. Or if she wants to shock some uptight couple somewhere like at the mall, she’ll call me sir. She knows what will happen if she doesn’t, too.That’s why I like punishment, especially spanking. Janice likes spanking, too!

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