Whippings During My Younger Years
I'm a guy who used to be whipped with a belt during my younger years. When I was bad, talked back to my mom, or I got home late from playing, stealing little things, lying, etc, my step dad would take me to my room and whip me with the belt. If I was not taken to my room he would tell me to wait in my room while he got his belt. There was a certain time when I was regularly disciplined with his strap that he put it on a curtain rod in the kitchen.
When he whipped me, I always went over his knee fully clothed for 10 good licks. I may have received more a few times but don't really remember. When I got a little older he would have me lay completely on the bed for my punishment and he would whip me really good and hard making me cry like a baby when he got finished. I so much hated being whipped with the belt.
Once I was outside and I was late getting home and I saw someone coming towards me and I ran right past him because I actually didn't recognize him until I heard him say and it sounded in a fun way, "where you goin'?". I had no idea who that was until I heard his voice say that and it was my stepdad, and he had his leather belt in his hand. He then grabbed my arm and he dragged my arm pulling me and he started swinging his belt hitting my ass while pulling me home and giving me a lecture about being late for dinner right in front of my friends. It was very humiliating and it hurt as well making me scream and cry like a baby again. He pulled me into the house and into my room and threw me on the bed. He told me to turn around chest on the bed and I was disciplined with the belt some more with me still screaming and crying like a baby. I think this was the only time I got more then 10 licks. I also went to bed without any supper that day too.
Once, I was whipped on my bare bottom and it was on account I had stolen stuff from school and hid them in my desk. When he and my mom found those stolen items and they just knew they must have been stolen as they seemed so out of place for me having them in my desk. They sat me down and questioned me about the things they found. I lied and my answers were all over the place. My stepfather just knew I was lying because he knew I lied a lot and I wasn't very good at lying. He may even had threatened to whip me if I didn't start telling the truth and he didn't care if it took all day. Eventually I told the truth or what sounded like the truth and after I was told to go to my room and stay there. He said this was the most serious thing I ever done more serious then the shit I usually did and he had to talk to my mother about my punishment. I went to my room wondering what he meant by that. Heck, I knew what was going to happen, I was going to be whipped with the belt.
After a while in my room, my step dad came in and said he was going to take me to the police station and have me arrested. If I was going to be locked up then that was what was going to happen. He also told me I may be released in his custody if I'm lucky. My parents then took me to the police station where I had my rights read, paper work done and filed. I was released to my step father and we went home. At home my dad told me to get in my room and stay there while he talked to mom about my punishment. I went away and I really didn't know what was going to happen. I think I asked am I going to get the belt and he said what do you think. Then I went to my room to wait for my strapping.
After a while that seemed like it took an eternity, he opened my door to my room and closed it, and yes he had his leather belt in his hand which meant I was going to be whipped now. He told me to get up and take all my clothes off and lay on the bed. I may have asked, "sir?" but I heard what he said, I was to strip completely naked for the strap. This was starting to sound like I was to be very severely punished. More severe then I ever was, to be whipped naked. Now, my step dad had never whipped me on the back, or the back of my legs but he say this was more serious then I ever did, maybe I would be whipped more. Maybe I would feel the belt on my bare back, the comment more serious then I ever did before would merit more severe punishment I thought. I stole from school and more then a dollar or 2, I did have a lot of stuff in my desk. We did take it to the police station, now here I stood wondering how many licks with the leather belt I would receive and I hoped I could take the whipping I thought he was now going to give me across my bare back and my bare bottom. Why not tell me to just pull my pants down and lift up my shirt, why strip off all my clothes for my punishment.
So, I slowly took my shirt off, undid my belt and pants and my under ware and let them all drop to the floor and I stepped over them. I could not believe that I would be completely naked while he beat me with his leather belt on my bare bottom and maybe my bare back as well. He told me to lay on the bed and to prepare my self for my whipping. I asked how many I was going to get and he told me he would give me 10. I laid down on my bed grabbing the front of my mattress and waited for the first lick of the leather belt. He then said while I was laying on the bed, shaking, that I was lucky I didn't go to jail as they did things in jail and this whipping I was going to get was nothing. So, I got strapped on my bare bottom and it was very hard. 1, 2, 3, SLAP I laid on my bed and it seemed like my bare backside was on fire. I squirmed, and screamed then started flailing, and of course cried like a baby. I think he held me down but don't know if it was the start of the whipping or the first two strikes. It took forever as I kept flailing preparing for the next lick with his belt. He beat me good and hard with his belt, and me struggling with my composure. I did everything from biting my hand, my finger, burying my head on the mattress, biting the mattress as the belt came down hard on my bare backside, 5, 6, 7,, SLAP SLAP all the way to 10. After the whipping I laid there crying like a baby. I was never hit on the back or the back of my legs (thank God).
After my severe whipping punishment on my bare bottom was done, he told me this was not done and I would be punished further. I don't remember what I was thinking, was I going to be whipped again later. After he left, I rubbed my naked bottom and I could actually trace the welts with my fingers. I got up still crying fearing it was too loud and he would come back and whip me some more because he may have threatened more whipping if I didn't keep quiet. In the mirror I saw the belt marks. My bare ass cheeks were so red they looked like, as quoted by Archie Bunker, "as two Jap flags. I really had some thick welts on my bare butt. I turned on the cold water in the sink and rubbed my ass with my hands wet with the water. I also remember I could not sit down for a day or 2. I wondered what the rest of my punishment would be.
I also learned the difference between being whipped with the belt with my jeans on and stripped naked. Usually after my regular strappings over my jeans I did pull my jeans down for me to see in the mirror, and I only had a red bottom. With this punishment, not only did I have a very very red bottom I had belt marks. I never had welts on my bare bottom before. I don't know when "the rest of the punishment would come. He did come through my door eventually and I probably thought time for another whipping.
Well, actually the rest of my punishment, I was not given the belt again, (thank God), but I became sort of an indentured servant to my step dad, I washed both my parent's cars and waxed them. I washed the mobile home we were living in and my grandmother's and get this I HAND WAXED both mobile homes. That took forever. I also did other jobs and you can say I was in my step father's jail, sentenced to hard labor, complete with a lot of rules and warnings of whippings, severe punishments and all that. It was during my school summer vacation also. I also had a lot of rules during this time period, fail to obey any of them I would be disciplined severely with the strap. Some of the rules were, not to speak unless spoken to or I would be whipped, be in my room if I was not working or eating, of course after eating I did the dishes and had a time limit, if I passed the time limit I would get a whipping), I did do the regular chores I had besides these special projects. All the little things I usually did had a time limit not the special projects. Pass any of the regular chore time limits and I get the strap. More rules and punishments were, go to bed early get up early. If I didn't wake up in the morning on time my stepdad would have a bucket of water to dump on me and his belt to whip me after the water. I made sure I was up on time as I slept naked and I didn't want to be whipped naked again. There were other rules and if I didn't obey I would get the belt. Now a thing about that water, there were 2 times in my life he did dump water on me to wake me up but not during my step dad's jail time.
I did do something during my jail time though that earned me the strap but God knows what that was. I think it was one of my regular jobs that had a time limit, as sometimes I was pretty slow, I also didn't know if I was to be whipped on my bare backside again or how many licks I would receive. I was told to go to my room and again it seemed like it took forever, hell, longer then the usual wait. He really made me think on that one, was it to strip naked again and 10 licks, or maybe drop my pants and bend over the desk or maybe back to the easy but still hard whipping on my jeans. He came in my room and yes he had his belt and it ended being the 10 licks over my pants whipping. One thing though, that was the last whipping I ever got. (I say now thank God and damn at the same time and the reason I would have loved to tell more true stories about my whippings but they were just 10 licks over pants for petty stuff. My whippings would all practically be the same). cliché . Except, of course the whipping I received on my bare backside.
Now writing this story I wish I had my bare ass whipping videotaped. How I would love to watch it now. It does not bother me now, as I would look at the video as another guy being whipped. I would start to watch it when my parents questioned me, when he told me I was going to the police station, I would cut out the police station part unless my dad mentioned my punishment to the cop. If there was no mention of punishment and just the reading of my rights and paper work, then I would cut out that whole part. Of course keep the full version in it's whole entirety, the getting home, walk in the door, my step dad getting his belt off the curtain rod, me going to my room and waiting (probably shorten that) and the whole beating I received.
On the video, this is how I flailed when I was whipped but I was completely naked and no pillows underneath. I think I started flailing after the first or second lick of the belt. The whipping was slower and I am pretty sure I had to be held down when I was whipped, my stepdad used his hand or his arm on my neck or below my neck and his leg over the small of my back.
The 2 pics represent how I laid on my bed when I was whipped by my stepdad for stealing from school. I'm pretty sure he sat on the right side of the bed to hold me down while he beat me on my bare bottom with the strap. When I was being whipped with the belt the second pic does show my hands relaxed. Believe me feeling my stepdad's leather belt on my bare bottom my hands clenched the mattress and I held on for dear life and I did press my head down on the mattress and yes I did bite it. My bare bottom was also clenched while waiting for the strap to lay on my bare bottom hard. (Yes that is me now on the date, hope you like the belt laying on my bare butt for the added effect)
When he whipped me, I always went over his knee fully clothed for 10 good licks. I may have received more a few times but don't really remember. When I got a little older he would have me lay completely on the bed for my punishment and he would whip me really good and hard making me cry like a baby when he got finished. I so much hated being whipped with the belt.
Once I was outside and I was late getting home and I saw someone coming towards me and I ran right past him because I actually didn't recognize him until I heard him say and it sounded in a fun way, "where you goin'?". I had no idea who that was until I heard his voice say that and it was my stepdad, and he had his leather belt in his hand. He then grabbed my arm and he dragged my arm pulling me and he started swinging his belt hitting my ass while pulling me home and giving me a lecture about being late for dinner right in front of my friends. It was very humiliating and it hurt as well making me scream and cry like a baby again. He pulled me into the house and into my room and threw me on the bed. He told me to turn around chest on the bed and I was disciplined with the belt some more with me still screaming and crying like a baby. I think this was the only time I got more then 10 licks. I also went to bed without any supper that day too.
Once, I was whipped on my bare bottom and it was on account I had stolen stuff from school and hid them in my desk. When he and my mom found those stolen items and they just knew they must have been stolen as they seemed so out of place for me having them in my desk. They sat me down and questioned me about the things they found. I lied and my answers were all over the place. My stepfather just knew I was lying because he knew I lied a lot and I wasn't very good at lying. He may even had threatened to whip me if I didn't start telling the truth and he didn't care if it took all day. Eventually I told the truth or what sounded like the truth and after I was told to go to my room and stay there. He said this was the most serious thing I ever done more serious then the shit I usually did and he had to talk to my mother about my punishment. I went to my room wondering what he meant by that. Heck, I knew what was going to happen, I was going to be whipped with the belt.
After a while in my room, my step dad came in and said he was going to take me to the police station and have me arrested. If I was going to be locked up then that was what was going to happen. He also told me I may be released in his custody if I'm lucky. My parents then took me to the police station where I had my rights read, paper work done and filed. I was released to my step father and we went home. At home my dad told me to get in my room and stay there while he talked to mom about my punishment. I went away and I really didn't know what was going to happen. I think I asked am I going to get the belt and he said what do you think. Then I went to my room to wait for my strapping.
After a while that seemed like it took an eternity, he opened my door to my room and closed it, and yes he had his leather belt in his hand which meant I was going to be whipped now. He told me to get up and take all my clothes off and lay on the bed. I may have asked, "sir?" but I heard what he said, I was to strip completely naked for the strap. This was starting to sound like I was to be very severely punished. More severe then I ever was, to be whipped naked. Now, my step dad had never whipped me on the back, or the back of my legs but he say this was more serious then I ever did, maybe I would be whipped more. Maybe I would feel the belt on my bare back, the comment more serious then I ever did before would merit more severe punishment I thought. I stole from school and more then a dollar or 2, I did have a lot of stuff in my desk. We did take it to the police station, now here I stood wondering how many licks with the leather belt I would receive and I hoped I could take the whipping I thought he was now going to give me across my bare back and my bare bottom. Why not tell me to just pull my pants down and lift up my shirt, why strip off all my clothes for my punishment.
So, I slowly took my shirt off, undid my belt and pants and my under ware and let them all drop to the floor and I stepped over them. I could not believe that I would be completely naked while he beat me with his leather belt on my bare bottom and maybe my bare back as well. He told me to lay on the bed and to prepare my self for my whipping. I asked how many I was going to get and he told me he would give me 10. I laid down on my bed grabbing the front of my mattress and waited for the first lick of the leather belt. He then said while I was laying on the bed, shaking, that I was lucky I didn't go to jail as they did things in jail and this whipping I was going to get was nothing. So, I got strapped on my bare bottom and it was very hard. 1, 2, 3, SLAP I laid on my bed and it seemed like my bare backside was on fire. I squirmed, and screamed then started flailing, and of course cried like a baby. I think he held me down but don't know if it was the start of the whipping or the first two strikes. It took forever as I kept flailing preparing for the next lick with his belt. He beat me good and hard with his belt, and me struggling with my composure. I did everything from biting my hand, my finger, burying my head on the mattress, biting the mattress as the belt came down hard on my bare backside, 5, 6, 7,, SLAP SLAP all the way to 10. After the whipping I laid there crying like a baby. I was never hit on the back or the back of my legs (thank God).
After my severe whipping punishment on my bare bottom was done, he told me this was not done and I would be punished further. I don't remember what I was thinking, was I going to be whipped again later. After he left, I rubbed my naked bottom and I could actually trace the welts with my fingers. I got up still crying fearing it was too loud and he would come back and whip me some more because he may have threatened more whipping if I didn't keep quiet. In the mirror I saw the belt marks. My bare ass cheeks were so red they looked like, as quoted by Archie Bunker, "as two Jap flags. I really had some thick welts on my bare butt. I turned on the cold water in the sink and rubbed my ass with my hands wet with the water. I also remember I could not sit down for a day or 2. I wondered what the rest of my punishment would be.
I also learned the difference between being whipped with the belt with my jeans on and stripped naked. Usually after my regular strappings over my jeans I did pull my jeans down for me to see in the mirror, and I only had a red bottom. With this punishment, not only did I have a very very red bottom I had belt marks. I never had welts on my bare bottom before. I don't know when "the rest of the punishment would come. He did come through my door eventually and I probably thought time for another whipping.
Well, actually the rest of my punishment, I was not given the belt again, (thank God), but I became sort of an indentured servant to my step dad, I washed both my parent's cars and waxed them. I washed the mobile home we were living in and my grandmother's and get this I HAND WAXED both mobile homes. That took forever. I also did other jobs and you can say I was in my step father's jail, sentenced to hard labor, complete with a lot of rules and warnings of whippings, severe punishments and all that. It was during my school summer vacation also. I also had a lot of rules during this time period, fail to obey any of them I would be disciplined severely with the strap. Some of the rules were, not to speak unless spoken to or I would be whipped, be in my room if I was not working or eating, of course after eating I did the dishes and had a time limit, if I passed the time limit I would get a whipping), I did do the regular chores I had besides these special projects. All the little things I usually did had a time limit not the special projects. Pass any of the regular chore time limits and I get the strap. More rules and punishments were, go to bed early get up early. If I didn't wake up in the morning on time my stepdad would have a bucket of water to dump on me and his belt to whip me after the water. I made sure I was up on time as I slept naked and I didn't want to be whipped naked again. There were other rules and if I didn't obey I would get the belt. Now a thing about that water, there were 2 times in my life he did dump water on me to wake me up but not during my step dad's jail time.
I did do something during my jail time though that earned me the strap but God knows what that was. I think it was one of my regular jobs that had a time limit, as sometimes I was pretty slow, I also didn't know if I was to be whipped on my bare backside again or how many licks I would receive. I was told to go to my room and again it seemed like it took forever, hell, longer then the usual wait. He really made me think on that one, was it to strip naked again and 10 licks, or maybe drop my pants and bend over the desk or maybe back to the easy but still hard whipping on my jeans. He came in my room and yes he had his belt and it ended being the 10 licks over my pants whipping. One thing though, that was the last whipping I ever got. (I say now thank God and damn at the same time and the reason I would have loved to tell more true stories about my whippings but they were just 10 licks over pants for petty stuff. My whippings would all practically be the same). cliché . Except, of course the whipping I received on my bare backside.
Now writing this story I wish I had my bare ass whipping videotaped. How I would love to watch it now. It does not bother me now, as I would look at the video as another guy being whipped. I would start to watch it when my parents questioned me, when he told me I was going to the police station, I would cut out the police station part unless my dad mentioned my punishment to the cop. If there was no mention of punishment and just the reading of my rights and paper work, then I would cut out that whole part. Of course keep the full version in it's whole entirety, the getting home, walk in the door, my step dad getting his belt off the curtain rod, me going to my room and waiting (probably shorten that) and the whole beating I received.
On the video, this is how I flailed when I was whipped but I was completely naked and no pillows underneath. I think I started flailing after the first or second lick of the belt. The whipping was slower and I am pretty sure I had to be held down when I was whipped, my stepdad used his hand or his arm on my neck or below my neck and his leg over the small of my back.
The 2 pics represent how I laid on my bed when I was whipped by my stepdad for stealing from school. I'm pretty sure he sat on the right side of the bed to hold me down while he beat me on my bare bottom with the strap. When I was being whipped with the belt the second pic does show my hands relaxed. Believe me feeling my stepdad's leather belt on my bare bottom my hands clenched the mattress and I held on for dear life and I did press my head down on the mattress and yes I did bite it. My bare bottom was also clenched while waiting for the strap to lay on my bare bottom hard. (Yes that is me now on the date, hope you like the belt laying on my bare butt for the added effect)
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