(This is part of a group of true stories, taking place through out my life, childhood to present day. Like all others in this series, these punishment spankings took place as written here. This particular story takes place in fall of my senior year in college, and is a continuation of "O - Paddling For Stealing". Read that one first.)
Aside from a couple of hand spankings, Gary during the summer and early fall, Gary had improved his behaviour around his house tremendously, much to the relief of his overworked mother, Abby. Our every other weekend visits were now filled with positives, not negatives. He still got plenty of my glares and finger snaps, but he minded me immediately....without question.
Even though Abby & I didn't have any kind of relationship, outside of helping put Gary on the right path, I did eat dinner with them about once or twice a week. It was during these settings, that Robin began to relate to me, and got somewhat jealous of Gary's outings with me. But, when I reminded her of the price Gary's butt paid for his new conduct and our continuing relationship, she would back off, but she was still jealous.
One of the topics that came up during the late summer was both kids grades and conduct in school. Robin was discovering that boys caused physical sensations she couldn't cope with, since she still hated them because of her father. Gary was just plain "I wanna go to school to eat my lunch" attitude so prevalent with some 12 year olds. Abby and I agreed upon a game plan that would put the kid's conduct into a black & white perspective.
My parents drilled into me the importance of good conduct marks on the grade card, not the grades. And they were absolutely correct. If the conduct marks are all in the plus column, the grades will naturally follow. Unless a kid has a mental problem, it absolutely will happen everytime. Show me an honor roll student with bad conduct marks....it can't happen, physically or mentally.
Over the course of several dinners, a plan was put into effect that would reward the kids for good grades....and spankings for bad conduct marks on their quarterly grade cards. I would pay, since Abby couldn't afford it, $5.00 for an "A", $4.00 for an "A-", $3.00 for a "B+", $2.00 for a "B" and $1.00 for a "B-". A "C" is a grade of mediocrity, and mediocrity deserves no reward. Conduct marks on their grade cards were 1, 2 & 3. 1 was top, 2 and then 3. A "1", earned a $1.00, "2" - 6 hand swats and a "3" - 6 paddle swats. First 24 swats on the underpants, the balance on the bare.
Both Gary & Robin thought the money was great, and that I was going to have to pay up "Big time, Mister', according to Robin.
In early October, we got a mid-quarter report that wasn't good. When I game to pick up Gary for his visit, I had a strong discussion with Robin & Gary, what the consequences would be, if it didn't change. I could tell, my comments fell on deaf ears with Robin, one deaf ear with Gary. I didn't like his attitude in front of his sister, and he paid for it when we got to my place.
He had to strip to his white cotton briefs and bend over for a hand spanking that got his attention, especially when his briefs got yanked to his knees. He promised to improve as he hopped up and down, rubbing the fire out of his buns.
But he didn't. The quarterly grade cards came out on a Friday, at the nine week mark and Abby called me really pissed. Since I was scheduled to pick up Gary that night anyway, I told her to put the grade cards aside, and warn Robin that it was "Big time, Mister" payoff time for her butt. I remembered to grab the paddle I had used to paddle Gary for stealing from his mother.
When I arrived, both kids were confined to their rooms, waiting for me. Abby showed me the grade cards and I was as pissed as she. Out of the 10 conduct areas, Robin had 3 "1s", 4 "2s' and 3 "3s". She was in for 24 with the hand and 18 with the paddle. Gary was better, with 4 "1s", 5 "2s" and 1 "3". He was in for 30 with my hand and 6 with the paddle. Her grade card's highest grade was a "C-" and Gary's was a "C+". I went to the basement with my paddle and Abby called them down from their bedrooms.
I pulled out a straight back chair from an old kitchen table that served as a laundry table, and sat down, keeping the paddle and their grade cards in my hands. Both of them came down into the basement, wearing only shorts, t-shirts and socks. "Well Abby, you did get them ready for me", I thought to myself.
Robin had grown to about 5'6", and weighed ride at 130lbs, with a great butt. Gary was about the same height as his sister, 140 lbs, still all legs and butt. Both of them fidgeted and squirmed as I unloaded on them. Robin looked surley and Gary was forming tears in his eyes. We went thru each card, each grade and each conduct mark with both of them. By the time I was thru with my diatribe, even Robin was plainly scared of what I was about to do.
"Both of you strip off your shorts and your t-shirts.", I barked. Gary didn't hesitate, Robin looked at her mother with begging eyes and she snapped her fingers. Gary in seconds stood awkwardly in his white cotton briefs. Robin followed with only a white bra, with blue lace and thin white cotton panties, with a wide blue lace waistband that matched her bra. I read the punishments and their order.
"Both of you are going to be hand spanked and paddled, just like we agreed 10 weeks ago at dinner. Robin, you are going to get 42 swats, 24 with my hand, 18 with my paddle. Gary, you are going to get 36 swats, 30 with my hand, 6 with my paddle. Robin, you will get 24 on your panties and 18 on your bare. Gary, you will get 24 on your briefs and 12 on your bare. I will give you 6 swats at a time. In between spankings, you will stand with your hands clasped on top of your head. You will not rub your butts at any time. If you violate these rules, you will get additional bare butt paddle swats at the end of your spankings. Do you have any questions?", I said.
Robin looked at her mother, Gary looked at both of them. They then both looked at each other. Robin was now plainly scared. Her mother used a belt on her jeans once a while....but she hadn't been hand spanked by her father since she was 8....and had never been paddled. I motioned for her to come forward and she stood still. Scared stiff. Her mother grabbed her arm and pulled her over to me, and dumped her over my lap. Robin immediately started begging and pleading as I positioned her body & butt over my lap. I adjusted the leg openings of her panites and tugged on her lace waistband.
"Robin, this is the position you will assume for each of your 7 spankings. Do I make my self clear?" I waited for her answer.
"Splat" my hand swatted her tender right thigh and she screamed.
"Answer me!" "Splat" I got her left thigh.
"Yes sir", she wailed.
"Splat" my hand landed center low, on her ample cotton covered butt.
Five more times my hand swatted her butt, and she was in tears, not really crying, but in tears....her feet kicking the concrete floor. She got up, sniffling and squirming, with her hands on top of her head.
Gary quickly assumed his position and took his 6 swats with tears and leg squirming.
Robin's next six really got her attention. Now her thin white panties showed signs of red buns coming thru the opaque fabric. Her long legs also really started kicking. She got up with tears and crying.
Greg got his second six with more leg action and noise.
As Robin came forward for her third six, I picked up the paddle and she stopped. She turned to her mother and started begging. Abby simply pushed her over my lap again.
"Robin, that cost you two extra swats on your bare at the end of your seventh spanking", I said quietly. I raised the paddle 3/4 high and came down hard.
"Crack" she shot her hand back and both legs shot back & up with a loud scream. I pinned her wrist in the middle of her back and continued. By the time the 5 additonal swats had landed on her panty covered bottom, she was balling. She got up and her hands shot to her butt and her mother grabbed them and put them on top of her head.
"Thats four extra now Robin." I doubt that it registered.
Gary got his next six with more crying and squirming. But he wasn't making the same mistake as his sister.
Abby pulled Robin back over my lap. This six got her bouncing and arching her whole body. Her panties were now pink toned.
Gary's six were bringing him to bouncing as well, his briefs creasing into his ass crack with each swat.
I nodded to Abby and she tugged Robin's panties down to her ankles and pulled them off completely. Robin shot her hands down to her genital area.
"That's six extra now Robin," as her mother pulled her over my lap. I put the paddle down on the table and rubbed her red cheeks and gave her a short lecture as she layed their sobbing, wearing only her white bra.
The six hand swats caused almost as much reaction as the paddle swats had. She fell of my lap and got up slowly.
Gary got his briefs pulled down the same way by his mother and he quickly resumed his position.
Two of his six swats landed where his legs met his buns and he wailed as my hand landed. He got up slowly.
Robin was blubbering and begging as her mother pulled her back over my lap. I did the same with her as Gary and those two swats sent her legs flailing. She got up just as slowly as her brother, balling hard.
Gary assumed his position and I picked up the paddle for his final six. He clenched his cheeks together tight. The first swat landed on his upper thighs and he immediately kicked and unclenched, screaming. I finished his final five fast. He got up, desperately wanting to rub and I shook my head.
Abby forced Robin back over my lap, begging and promising the world if I wouldn't paddle her bare.
"Robin, you have six final swats, plus an additional six penalty swats. Before she had a chance to answer, the first swat landed on her ass/thigh tender spot, sending her body in a reverse arch and a loud scream.
11 more times the paddle cracked against her flaming cheeks and upper thighs. She was incoherent when I finally told her mother to release her hands.
Both kids stood in front of me, hands on their heads, private parts exposed and lots of tears and squirming as Abby and I lectured them.
The next quarter Abby had 9 "1s", 4 "Cs'" and 3 "Bs". Gary had 10 "1s", 4 "Cs", 2 "B's" and 1 "A-". But of course, he also got an attitude adjustment hand spanking in my apartment during the second quarter that Robin missed. The 3rd & 4th quarter were all "1s" for both and no grade less than a "C".
(The rest of my true stories are posted in somewhat alpha/chronological order in the main MMSA Stories index. If you like my true stories, please e-mail me. In my business travels around the midwest, I safely satisfy both men's and women's spanking needs as an old fashioned Missouri Dad.)