My 15 yr old son, Tommy came rushing in crying and rubbing his butt. I had come home early and was sitting at the kitchen table doing some bills. So you can imagine how embarrassing and surprising it is to find myself standing in my new neighbor's home in the corner with my pants and underpants around my ankles and my bare red 43 yr old rear end on display like a naughty little boy, and for the second time! I managed to grow up ok without it and except for the usual problems, occasionally disrespectful, disobedient and such my son was doing ok too. ![]() ![]() I wasn't spanked as a child and never felt it an acceptable or effective means of child rearing. I had never been in favor of using spanking as a form of discipline with my son. (You must be logged in to rate this story.) ![]() When Tommy's Dad confronts his muscular neighbor for spanking his son, he soon finds himself over the disciplinarian's knee for a humiliating bare-ass spanking.
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