h2>Dating : Four Words You Never Want to Hear, “I’m Whipping Yo Ass.”
“We think of ways that we can control them, whether it be with a spanking or a gold sticker or a parent constantly saying, ‘Good job, good job, good job.”–Alfie Kohn
Our mother was old school. She had six mischievous children. Mama was determined to raise us to be decent people. We were determined to get on her last nerve with our antics.
We were watching television. Captain Kangaroo was on. A public service announcement came on that spoke directly to children. The point of the PSA was that if you were being abused to call the police. No one was to hit you. “They” would come and save you.
The fact that spankings were not allowed was news to all of us. My mother was regularly spanking that ass in our house.
However, we were a gang of six that deserved to get our bottoms tapped. We did crazy things. Once, we took turns jumping out of the second-floor window for fun. Our next-door neighbor told my mother. When she got home from a long day at work, my mom lined as up and prepared to spank all six of our butts.
One of my bad little brothers lost his mind. He told my mom that if she whipped him, he would call the police; they would come and take her to jail. There was a gasp from the rest of us. If we could have stepped away from him, we would have.
The rest of us knew he had made a mistake. My mother told him she would be whopping his ass until she got tired. I welcomed this information.
She told him to get ready to make the call.
Not only would she beat his butt for jumping out the second-floor window, but he would get extra beatings for being stupid. She was not having stupid children. Her children were smart.
My mother would spank us in order from oldest to youngest. I was the oldest, so usually, the belt spoke with me first. I looked at my brother, thankfully.
If he kept talking, soon he would make Ma so mad she would spend all her anger on him. Good for me, bad for him.
“My mom beat us until she started breaking clothes hangers. Wooden clothes hangers! Once we started laughing back at her, then your spankings were through. That’s the way I was raised. So, I got to be about 13 years of age when finally, she quit spanking on me. But I think that it was great way to be raised.” — Doug Harvey
She said she would go to jail for the pleasure of beating his butt. Ma stated she would proudly wear that orange jumpsuit like it was a pair of smoking hot pants.
She whipped his butt. I’m sure he saw stars circling around his head after that one. The rest of us did not get a spanking that day.
When Mama was done, she told him he couldn’t leave the house and… he couldn’t use her phone.
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Toni Crowe is the founder of Just One.
She retired as the Vice President of Operations of a division of a multi-billion-dollar UK aerospace company to pursue her dream of being a writer. Toni has written six books, two of which have won Reader’s Choice Gold Awards. Her bestselling business book, ‘Bullets and Bosses Don’t Have Friends: How Do You Manage A Man Sitting With His Dick in His Hand?’ was one of the winners. Her first book, “Never a $7 Whore” was the other.
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