Age 11 at Sears

When I was 11 my mom dragging me to Sears with her because she needed to do some clothes shopping. I hated clothes shopping, always did and still do. Well I was a little shit to her in the store and she kept warning me that I wouldn't be sitting down on the way home very comfortably. Well being 11 and thinking I knew everything I continue to be a jackass.

When she had finally had enough she grabbed my hand and started pulling me like we were leaving the store and then she spotted a changing room and redirected that way. The second we got in that Changing room she started lecturing, forced me over her knee and started spanking me. She yanked down the basketball shorts I had on and the transformer underwear and spanked me until I was a very sorry contrite little boy. Who was promising that he would be the most well-behaved child on the face of the planet. Then we finish shopping and went home. When we got home I got sent to the corner of my room and then she yanked down the shorts and undies again and put my bright red bare bottom on display.