My first spankings F/ff F/fff (3960 words)

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My first spankings F/ff F/fff (3960 word)


Standard disclaimers. Read this as fiction. Spanking of kids in real life
is not recommended.

I grew up in a typical family in the South and was never spanked as
my parents didn’t believe in it. I never gave spanking much thought
and just assumed spanking was on out of date custom. Out shopping, I
would sometimes hear a frustrated Mom tell one or two of kids, “Do
you want to be spanked when we get home”, or “someone’s itching for
a licking.” From the lack of impact these phrases imparted it certainly
seemed like an idle threat.

When I was just barely 15, I was with my mother on a series of
errands. It was President’s Day in February and school was out for the
day as there were a large number of federal government employees in
our area. Mom needed to have my notarized signature for my summer
pre intern project. This wasn’t a real big deal but Mom’s schedule was
busy enough that she didn’t want to come all the way back across town
to drop me off before the rest of her errands. I wasn’t happy but having
my i-phone meant I could be in touch with my friends and we would
be back by noon or 1:00pm. After the signature thing, we had to stop
at the home of one of the chaperones for the choir trip to drop off that
completed document and deposit. I sort of knew Abby who was one
year behind me in school but she wasn’t a close friend and I had never
met her Mom.

I had to come in with Mom. We were ushered in past the formal living
room to the dining room where Mrs. V. had piles of forms. Mom was
busy making small talk with Mrs. V. and noticing a ping pong paddle
on the table, happened to ask, “Is Abby a ping pong player?”

Mrs. V. laughed and said, “No, not really. Abby had to go down the
street about half a block 15 minutes ago so the Mom of the 4 year old
twins she babysits could go pick up a prescription. I just saw her car
coming back. Abby and I have a Mother daughter bonding experience
coming up real soon.”

I blurted out, “You can’t possibly be planning to paddle her at our age,
can you?”

Mrs. V. laughed harder and said, “I certainly am. Abby doesn’t like it
of course, but it’s good for her. I’m surprised you aren’t over your
Mom’s lap regularly for some special attention.”

I turned red.

Mom said, “Mary Jean, I’m glad to hear it works for you. Our Val and
her sister Bev could certainly use something that works better than our
talks. The main thing holding us back from giving spanking a try is
that we don’t know anyone that spanks kids older than 10.”

Mrs. V. said, “It’s actually fairly common, I’m pretty sure 30 to 40%
of Abby’s girl classmates get it on a fairly regular basis. I helped at the
school last year when the girl’s gym teacher was out ill for a week. A
couple of the men teachers did the classes, but I supervised the girl’s
locker room. If you know what to look you can pretty much tell if a
girl has been spanked. When you take into account most girls aren’t
spanked more than once in two to three weeks, I’m pretty sure it’s at
least that.”

Mom said, “I had no idea.”

Mrs. V. said, “If you would like, Abby will be right home and you can
watch a spanking.”

I said, “Mom, we had better be going.”

Mom said, “I don’t want to have Abby’s privacy further invaded.”

Just then Abby opened the door and announced she was back and
noted they had company.

Mrs. V. said, “Gail S. and her daughter Val from your choir were just
bringing over the forms. I told them you were about to get your
spanking.”

Abby said, “Yeah, the high light of the day. At least I’ll have it over
with. Val, please don’t tell anyone I still get spanked.”

Mrs. V. said, “Abby, Gail has never seen a spanking and Val has never
been spanked. They are going to watch you get it and I’m going to
offer to paddle Val.”

Abby said unhappily, “I guess so Mom, as long as my spanking isn’t
going to be televised. I just wish this wasn’t likely to lead to Val
getting it also.”

Mom said, “Val, if you tell anyone about Abby getting it, you will be
getting a very large number of spankings. Are we clear?”

I asked, “Can’t we just leave now?”

Mom said, “Mary Jean has made us a very generous offer and we are
staying. Being nice now is going to increase very slightly your chance
of not getting it too.”

Mrs. V. said, “I need to explain what is going on here. Most teen age
girls most of the times are of course spanked bare bottom. Bare bottom
is absolutely the very best method of spanking because the vastly
greater level of embarrassment increases the punishment and
effectiveness. And the spanker can be sure the entire area is evenly
spanked and can avoid overdoing it. That said the makers of girl’s
panties have an interest in making sure their panties will stand up to a
reasonable level of spanking. They particularly are concerned that if
their panties perform worse than the competition the next purchase
won’t be their brand. The bleeding heart liberals that oppose spanking
are a big enough market share that the panties objective spanking
ratings are not put on the package. This is unfortunate as the
consumers just have to guess or find the web sites with the actual data.
The all white styles, particularly the all cotton one that don’t appeal to
teens and that cost at least $4 typically perform quite well. Some of the
nicely styled panties perform quite well and others terribly. I have
enrolled Abby in a very unusual scholarship program. Tell them about
it Abby.”

Abby said, “This is so embarrassing Mom. OK. I get spanked 10 times
over a 6 to 7 week or less period, each time wearing the same pair of
panties. Each time I get exactly 25 spanks with that ping pong paddle.
Then it is mailed back and we are sent a new pair. I get a $200 put in a
scholarship fund. It certainly isn’t any fun to get spanked and knowing
my butt can be bared after the 25 spanks for the rest of a spanking
means my modesty isn’t that safe. I guess if I’m going to get a bunch
of spankings anyway, I would rather get $20 each rather than nothing.
And if I have to get it anyway, I like having my panties on. I do get
spanked more often this way but I think under the circumstances it is
worth it. The other side benefit is that I get to keep and wear the other
panties that come in the package of 3 to 6. As Mom noted, the ones
being evaluated are always the expensive nice ones that I would never
get otherwise.”

Mrs. V. said, “How were the twins?”

Abby said, “Adorable as usual but Suzy had an ear infection and was
crying constantly. The prescription is supposed to make it better
quickly.”

Mom asked, “Abby, how often do you get spanked?”

Abby said, “With this program I get it pretty often. I usually get 8 or 9
spanking every 3 weeks, but it seems like it’s more often than that.
Mom’s pretty much doubling up on the 7 week maximum for more
scholarship help. Before this I would get it at least 3 times a month and
up to 5 times in a bad month. Most of time I got about 35 spanks and I
got the nasty belt about every third time. If I have to get spanked
anyways, this program works better.”

Mrs. V. said, “Abby, it’s time. Your jeans were off when the call came
in.”

Abby unsnapped her jeans and slid them down to her knees.

Mrs. V. said, “Abby, slip down your panties for a moment so Gail and
Val can see your pre-spanked cheeks.”

Abby made a face, sticking out her tongue at her Mom and then gave
Mom and me quite an eyeful.

Next Abby climbed over Mrs. V.’s lap and had her right arm held
behind her.

Mrs. V. said, “For the record, the panties being evaluated are
Comfies® Matte & Shine Boyshort. It seems like the most common
style panties for parents that spank is the boy style, as they are very
easy to slip down and off and girls like them. This color is cream. The
test colors are always light color so that some of the color being applied
with the spanking can at least partially be seen. The ping pong paddle is
a standard paddle but the rubber coating and glue have been removed
before it was sent to us. Other parents get this basic paddle but 3/16”
holes drilled in it. Some day when we get around to it, likely between
mailing back a test completed pair and getting a new pair back, I’m
going to test using holes. Mrs. G. down the street tells me it makes a
real difference.”

With that, Mrs. V. applied the first spank causing a slight gasp. It was
scary to watch and after 8 spanks Abby was starting to tear up and
she was crying by 12 and crying hard by 20. At that point Mrs. V.
slowed down for the final 5 spanks.

Abby stayed over Mrs. V.’s lap for a couple minutes, then got up and
slipped her jeans and panties off. She handed Mrs. V. the panties and
covering her front with the jeans she left for her room. Mrs. V. slipped
the panties into a plastic bag noting it was to be washed before next
time and this style would be highly rated.

My level of nervousness went ratcheting up several notches knowing I
had no control and minimum influence at best on what could be
coming next.

Mom said, “I want to thank you and Abby for letting us watch her
spanking. I know it’s a major imposition, but I want to talk about
having Val get her first spanking.”

I said, “But Mom, I haven’t done anything.”

Mom said, “Val you’ve been a pain to work with all morning and I
could point about several things from last week that would qualify you
for more than one spanking.”

Mrs. V., “I would be glad to help. Val this will be for your own good.
Let’s talk about the details. Val you can start by taking off your shoes
and socks.”

Mom said, “I really don’t think this will be Val’s only spanking ever,
but I do want to make it really memorable without overdoing it.
Ideas?”

Mrs. V. said, “Of course. I think a maximum of 25 spanks will be
plenty. And spanking her bare bottom will do the job perfectly. And
please understand I am willing to get Val and her sister Bev at least
50 separate spankings if you would like.”

Mrs. V. said, “Val, I want you nude from the waist down in the corner
while you come up with at least 5 good reasons for this spanking. Or I
can take down your jeans and panties myself and have Gail bring you
back over for spanking 2 on Wednesday. Your choice.”

I said, “Mom, do we have to do this?”

Mom said, “Of course, get started.”

Soon I was in the corner pretty certain my face was the same color as
Abby’s bottom. I didn’t have to think very hard to come up with 5
things but decided to use bigger things instead of littler things in the
questionable hope that if more spankings were in my future they
would be for non daily mistakes. I really didn’t like my butt on
display, but was way more afraid of what was next. After a while I got
my nerve up with one hand covering my front and the other my behind
as well as I could, I said I was ready.

Mom said, “Valerie Marie S., your list please.”

I said, “A couple weeks ago at school, a couple of my friends and I
made cruel fun of a girl we don’t like. I was the watch person when a
class mate spilled water on the science teacher’s desk. I didn’t do the
880 yard run for gym class. I blamed Bev for choir group projects I
was supposed to do not being done. I signed a history paper saying I
had read 3 chapters that I never even opened.”

Mom said, “Valerie, I could certainly add more to the list. But this will
do for now.”

Abby was back in the room wearing a long night gown and gave me a
hug and her support. It was super scary but Mrs. V. patted her lap and
with jellied legs I somehow got the 10 feet I needed to go. Soon I was
over Mrs. V.’s lap expertly held in place. As exposed as I felt just
moments ago, I felt drastically more exposed. Mrs. V. announced she
would be spanking me very slowly, it would likely take 3 to 4 times as
long as Abby’s spanking and I would feel each spank. With that the
paddle landed the first time with the sharp crack sounding registering
just before every nerve ending in my bottom exploded in pain. Soon
the 2nd spank landed setting off even more pain. I was immediately
bawling my head off and stayed that way throughout. By the 6th spank
part of the 1st and 2nd spank areas were retouched. I didn’t think I was
going to make it. I lost totally the spank count. I just knew it took a
very, very long painful time until Mrs. V. announced she was done. I
had to (and would have chosen to) wait an even longer time till the
sobbing went down at least some. Eventually I was let up and went
with Abby to her room. At that time, being nude from the waist down
was the very least of my concerns.

Abby was really nice and helped me recover. She knew there was no
way I was going to be willing to put even my panties back on, let alone
my tight jeans. Abby found me a below the knee length jumper to
borrow and gave me 5 brand new very pretty panties that were just my
size. I had not had any panties before without a panty line. After about
20 minutes we came out to the dining room where Mom and Mary
Jean were happily talking like life long friends.

Mom said, “Val, what do you tell Mrs. V?”

I said, “That was about the worst thing I’ve ever experienced.”

Mom said, “No, Val about Mrs. V. volunteering to help you?”

This time I got it and said, “That really hurt a lot, but I know you mean
well.”

Mrs. V. said, “I take that as thanks?”

I said, “A rather reluctant thanks. I hope it never happens again.”

Mom said, “No such luck, kiddo. I am bring both you and Bev back on
Thursday for another session. As much as you fully qualify for another
visit, Bev needs it much, much worse. And if we’re lucky Bev’s
friends, Candi and Lisa will get it also. They are really high on the
really needs it scale. Val will be getting one of her regular spanking
also.”

I said, “Mom, why would I need it again? I haven’t even done
anything.”

Mom said, “I need to make up for lost time and Bev needs to know
you’re getting it too.”

Before I knew it, Thursday was here and Bev and I were in Mom’s
car along with Candi, Lisa, and Ms. K., the twin’s Mom. The twins
were Bev’s friends for reasons I never understood. The twins were a
major handful, borderline delinquent and hanging out with kids that
Mom didn’t approve of. Odd as it seems, even I could tell spankings
would be good for the twins. (I wondered if they would feel the same
way about Bev and I.) Bev and I got along sort of OK much of the
time but there was a lot of sibling rivalry that caused a lot of grief for
Mom and Dad. I had a pretty good idea that if spanking were in our
future that I had to work really hard at getting along better with Barb.
In the car with us were 4 long jumpers that we could wear home and
not flash anyone. For kids about to get their first spanking, Barb and
the twins were doing an excellent job on demonstrating the spankings
were called for.

We were soon ushered in to Mrs.V. dining room and were listening to
her talk about spanking Abby and how helpful it was in making Abby
a really well behaved young lady. Next Abby was telling us she really
hated being spanked ever, but it really worked for her. Glancing at Bev
and the twins I was surprised to see how big their eyes were and how
Bev and Candi were holding their bottoms. Mrs. K., the twin’s Mom,
talked about how much she needed to shape up the twins behavior and
how much hope she had spankings would help.


Soon Abby was taking off her jeans and panties right in front of us and
Mrs. V. took the recently washed “Comfies® Matte & Shine
Boyshort” panties out of the plastic bag for Abby to put on. Mrs. V.
asked if I was wearing the ones Abby gave me. Blushing I nodded,
anticipating where this was going. Sure enough my jeans were off and
I was standing next to Abby so the audience could compare directly
the being worn for the first time out of the package ones I was wearing
to the pair Abby was wearing about to receive test spanking number 8.
A quick glance was all it took to see which was which, but Abby’s pair
still looked pretty decent. Abby again got to give Candi, Lisa, and Mrs.
K. an eyeful of her pre-spanked bottom. I found it was not OK to put
my jeans back on as I was to be next.

Very quickly, Abby was in place over Mrs. V.’s lap and her spanking
began. It was much a replay of the one from last Saturday, except her
panties rode up about an inch on the right side only and we watched
that area go from white to pink to light red. Abby held up pretty well
but was crying when she was let up to slip off her panties and hand
them to Mrs. V. for the plastic bag. Mrs. V. thanked Abby for
cooperating so nicely and Abby nodded as she covered herself and
went to her room.

I was next. It was even harder to slip off my panties and report to Mrs.
V.’s lap this time with my sister and the twins watching, but I had been
told in no uncertain terms by Mom that I was expected to set a perfect
example of a teen cooperating with a very well deserved bare bottom
spanking. I even told Mrs. V. I deserved my spanking. From the first
two spanks that landed causing loud crying I could tell something was
different. Mrs. V. paused to say not every spanking is the same, last
time I got the standard test spanking. This time I was getting it with
the rubber coated side of the paddle which works at least as well and
warms up the bottom very quickly. Mrs. V. explains the test spankings
use the side of the ping pong paddle that had the rubber coating and
glue removed and sanded smooth before being sent out for the testing.
As the next spank landed, it was obvious Mrs. V. wasn’t doing me any
favors, as it hurt at least as much. As the next two sizzling spanks
landed I realized that Mrs. V. wasn’t mad at me. The spanking seemed
to last a very long time, but this time I was surprised when the 25th
spank landed. I went with Abby to her room to recover, again not
bothering to cover up.

When Abby and I returned, I had on the long jumper. Lisa was exactly
where I thought she would be, in the middle of getting her deserved
initial spanking. Lisa was howling like a banshee and her bottom was
already beyond pink. Bev and Candi were standing in line wearing
panties. I was struck by how much thinner the 13 year old were than
Abby and I. There was less bottom to smack and Mrs. V. was really
giving it to Lisa. Eventually Lisa was finished up and went to Abby to
recover. Of the entire group of us, Lisa was loudest.

Next up was Bev. Mom noted to Mrs. V. that Bev would likely earn
more spankings than me, but may not need as hard a spanking. From
discussions with Abby, I had reasons to be worried about Bev being
spanked. Abby had confided that a lot of times older sisters get held to
a lower spanking threshold so that the spanking ratio is closer to 3
younger to 2 older instead of 3 or 4 younger to 1 older which it the
ratio if a identical threshold was used. Abby also said some parents
think that giving an older sister a spanking somehow is helpful to the
younger sister also. I resolved to try to do what little I could to prevent
Bev from getting it.

Soon Bev was in position after being pulled over and put it place. I
was surprised how hard it was to watch Bev get it. According to Val,
Bev only got 22 spanks and the last 7 weren’t as hard as what we got.
Regardless, Bev was very well spanked and I was glad to see her let
up.

Next was Candi, who didn’t cooperate at all. Swearing at her Mom and
Mrs. V. earned her bonus spanks for later. Once about 5 spanks
landed, Mrs. V. had her full attention and she was cooperative and
contrite. Candi spent more time crying afterwards and spent about 45
minutes in Abby’s room without putting on her jumper.

About an hour after Candi was done, we came out and joined Mom,
Mrs. K., and Mrs. V. at the table, being careful to stay standing.

The topic was obviously spanking and details were being worked out
that none of us cared for. After about 30 minutes it was time to leave.
Mrs. V. reminded Candi she had more coming. Abby was sent to get
the belt. This time Candi came as directed bending across a standing
Mrs. V.’s side. Mrs. K. lifted the jumper over Candi’s shoulder. Mrs.
V. said 5 spanks would be enough. Candi’s bottom was still a splotchy
red. Very soon 3 parallel stripes from belt went across it, followed by
2 at a 45 degree angle. Each spank resulted in loud crying and it was
obvious 5 was enough. Mrs. V. said these spanks were an education
for all of us to cooperate with being spanked. It was pretty loud in the
car all the way to the twin’s house.

None of us were looking forward to any more spankings.