I grew up in a small town and my dad was well known because he owned the only hardware store in town. When I was 14 my friends and I were bored so we went to the local mall, well it was not much of a mall, only had a CVS, Marshalls and a couple other stores. We decided to go to the only cool store, Tower Records, thats where all the kids went. It was a cold day in February and I was wearing my big winter coat, sweatshirt and my green sweatpants which had my school logo. The rap singer Eminem had just put a out a demo of one his songs and my buddy Patrick told me he was the next big thing. I told him how my parents don't let me buy things unless I ask them, they were strict about wasting my money if deemed wasted. Well I've never stole before and thought it would just be one time thing, besides the CD was only one song at $2.00. Patrick even agreed cause if I'm not spending money then no money is wasted. (how stupid 14 years old can think) I shoved the CD into my jacket and proceeded for the exit and just when I thought I got away the securiy alarm goes off and red lights flash....busted. My friends kept walking and I stayed behind with the store manager Mr. Bowman, he knew my dad well. He goes to my dads store a lot to buy his plywood for the shelves. "What should we do Rodney," he said He told me how he is supposed to call the police for this but I asked if calling my dad to come get would be an alternative. He gave a little smile cause he knew how my dad would handle this and then he phoned him at work. I was waiting in the store hands sweating, butterflies in my stomach, feet and hands fidgeting. Dad showed up 20 minutes later, gave a quick hello to Mr. Bowman and came right to as I sat inside the store. Dad mad me apologized to Mr. Bowman and then dad said to him "don't worry he won't be sitting for longwhile and sooner the better" With that dad took me by arm outside the store to a bench and looked me in the eye. He said "son this bad behavior of yours calls for immediate action"
" I can't have you soiling our good name by robbing from neighbors" Then he asked me if I under stand what is going to happpen" I lowered my head and gave a quiet "yes" He said "yes what Rodney and look at me boy" I said "yes SIR" While he is talkig with me I noticed all my classmates are there with their parents and Mr. Bowman even closed the store to watch. Even my buddies who ran away scared were standing close by. I started to cry and said "please dad not here, please no, c'mon" He said "Son, you've earned yourself a good sound spanking"
"Now lay over my knee, Now" I layed over his knee and focused my eyes on the mall floor, then felt dad dug his hand into the elastic band of my sweatpants and lowered them to my ankles, leaving me in my white fruit of the loom briefs. I tried to block out the background noise of peoples reactions. Lots of giggles and some people making small comments. I even heard one lady say "Geez must a been a bad boy" Then before I knew it..SPANK, dads hand came down like a hot iron on my briefs. SPANK..SPANK SPANK..SPANK..SPANK. SPANK..SPANK..SPANK..SPANK..SPANK..SPANK...SPANK.. ..SPANK..SPANK. SPANK. 15 SPANKS with his large hand and I was in tears and full of humiliation. I got up off his knee..pulled up my sweatpants and dad whispered in my ear "to the truck son" I quickly went to my dads pickup truck, head lowered and felt all eyes on me. There were lots of gasping noises and some giggles but I didn't look up. My dad came to the truck a few minutes later and said to me, " son you know how my spankings are administered" I said "yes sir"
"Yes boy, spankings are done on a boys bare bottom and when we get home, go to your room and wait"......