Anyone have a memorable spanking they got from their stepdad, maybe the first one from him?
I'll never forget the first time I got it from mine. I was 9 or 10 and he had lived with us for around 2 years. He was a great guy actually it was just always weird getting "in trouble" with him because he wasn't my real dad and so it was awkward for both of us probably.
One day I had got in a fight with my mom and it escalated and so forth and eventually I made the ultimate mistake of murmuring the "B" word!!! He was there sort of mediating trying to keep us calmer but when I said that he went nuts.
He grabbed me by the arm and dragged me to my bedroom. He sat down on my bed and went toward the button of my jeans. He was trying to take my pants down!!! I pushed his hands away and backed up, he stood up and grabbed me again, I fought him as much as I could until he eventually forced me down on the bed face up and just forcibly took down my pants and underwear all the way to my ankles. He stood me up and then sat back down and hauled me over one leg.
I begged him not to do it, screaming and crying thinking it would help I guess. He slapped my bare butt HARD, over and over and over, probably 50-60 times, rapid fire and hard, and both buns got slapped every time. It felt like he was actually using something. I tried to block the slaps with my right hand but he just grabbed my wrist and held me even tighter in place.
I was shocked, scared, embarrassed, the works. He had seen me in underwear before but never had seen my bare ass as far as I remember but he had my bare crack over his knee and he was spankin the holy crap out of it. It stung like crazy after about 20 and I can still remember bucking and squirming and crying and screaming and all kinds of stuff but it just wouldn't stop until I was doing the silent sob, just taking the slaps and the nasty sting and pleading for mercy by just giving up.
He finally let me up and I immediately pulled my pants back up in tears. He made me sit down next to him on the bed, still crying, and he grounded me for two weeks, asking if I understood and allowing me to just shake my head up and down, and then he lectured and all that crap for a few minutes and then left me alone.