Sunday School Spanking

It was a Sunday afternoon, a nice sunny Sunday afternoon. Sunday school was from 1:30 P.M. to 3:00 P.M. Joey was sent from home to attend, but on the way he met a group of the fellows. They were heading to the park to play soccer and wanted Joey to come along. Figuring that no one would know Joey agreed. It was a great afternoon of soccer. When he arrived home at Suppeer his Dad asked how Sunday School had gone. He said great. His Dad asked what they had studied. He replied that they had studied the parable of the loaves and the fishes.

Just then the door from the living room opened and the Sunday School teacher appeared. Joey knew he was in trouble. After an extensive lecture on the merits of going to Sunday School Joey was informed that he was to be punished for skipping. The Sunday School Teacher took a straight backed chair and placed it in the center of the room. He called Joey over and placed him accross his knee.

After reminding him about why he was to be punished he pulled his pants up tight so that his ass cheeks were tightly covered by his short pants and began to whack away with his large firm habd. After about 30 whacks Joey was allowed to Stand. He was actually quite pleasedd that, even though his bottom was tender and sore, the punishment was not as bad as he thought it might be. He asked if he could go of to his room to get ready for supper.

Then his Dad announced that they were not finished with him yet. Even though he was punished for skipping Sunday School he had not yet been punished for disobeying his Father's orders to go to Sunday School. Following another lecture joey was required to remove all of his clothes except his underpants. He stood in the center of the room while his Dad instructed him to bend ocer the straight back chair. Then he noticed the paddle being removed from the sideboard. He knew that pleading would get him nowhere so he gripped the chair leg tightly and waited for the first whhack..

He flinched with the pain when the paddle landed and held his breathh waiting for the next blow. It followed in quick sucession. After 30 paddles his bottom was bright red and very sore. He was ordered to remove his unnderpants and stand in the corner. As he complied he cried quietly both at the embarassment as well as from the pain. He guessed that after a few minutes he would be allowed to go to his room.

He glanced over his shoulder and saw his Dad going to the closet. It struck him immediately and the fear welled up inside as he realized that Daad was not finished. The cane was next.

He was ordered to come to the center of the room and received a lecture for lying about his misbehaviour. He then had to bend over and grab his ankles, leaving his alreading punished bottom well stuck out for more punishment. His Father indicated that he would receive six of the best from the Sunday School teacher and after a two minute break another six of the best from Dad. The teacher lay the cane across his bum cheeks and whoosh. It burned like fire on his already sore bottom. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. Each time he gasped and the tears flowed freely. The final blow was right at the tender bottom part of his bum.After two minutes Dad repeated the ritual and Joey cried aloud at each crack.

Finally he was allowed to go to his room where he laid on his stomach and cried himself to sleep.

Never again he promised would Dad be that mad at him, and he keppt that promise until ...

But that is another story.