Additional punishments to the spanking?

Growing up and in my teens, it was almost never just a spanking. A spanking was only ever one part of a discipline session if I was in trouble. In almost all cases, if I did something warranting a spanking, then room confinement, loss of privileges, increased chores, and other things were also part of it. After a certain age, stress positions/uncomfortable positions were a major discipline tool at home - one example was having to stand straight up, holding something overhead or in outstretched hands for a period until it became impossible.

Corner time after soaking with pants still down, If spanking was for smarting off, mouth soaping during corner time. Also, writing lines. Wife bought me a huge notebook for that.

I was taken on my mother's lap after an OTK bare bottom spanking and she would tell me how much she loved and cared for me and then she would encourage me to do better in the future. I was then dimissed and free to go about whatever I would be doing as usual without furthere mention of my transgression. The same would occur for repeated transgressions but the dreaded hairbrush or even worse the paddle might come out, both of which really got my attention.. Once in a great while, I would be gven a "bonus" enema but was not as a punishment. Looking back, the "bonus" enema seemed to only occur if I had a bad attitude (probably not feeling good about something) and more of a "reward" in my opinion!! The "bonus" enema was in addition fot the regular Wednesday and Saturday ones. Denise.

Was always same ritual shorts pant removed soon as got in up on kitchen chair bent over soap stick inserted bent over chair wooden kitchen spoon used untill bum red all over then told stand facing wall untill soapy enema

I very often received corner time. Generally, when I was spanked anywhere in the house other than my bedroom my father or mother would tell me to stand in the corner of the room. I would stay there until they said it was time to come out. Then I was asked why I had been spanked, and told if I did it again I would get another, harder spanking. A few times when my attitude wasn't sufficiently contrite I was spanked again right then and there.

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For me, it was spankings only.

The spankings stopped by the time I was a teenager, partly because I no longer got into trouble, I suppose. Or I didn't get caught, is probably more accurate. Actually, I was a pretty good kid.

Growing up, I occasionally got corner time after a spanking but not very often. Instead I would usually be sent to my room for a while. I would be required to stay bottomless for this time in my room.

I was told to go in there, settle down, and think about what I did and why I was spanked.

I wasn't allowed out (except to use the bathroom) until one of my parents came and told me to get dressed and come out.

Sometimes it was for 15 minutes sometimes up to an hour or more.

It was pretty embarrassing as I shared a room with my brother, sometimes sister would come in, and I was still bottomless. so I was just there with a red butt and exposed front. Brother and sister got the same so I did see them as well, but still pretty embarrassing.

For the more serious stuff, i have been grounded as well as smacked. sometimes i'm sent to my room after being smacked, or worse to bed.

Meg

When I was a child the usual response was whacks from mums hand, spoon or hairbrush and then told to get in my bedroom and not come out until I'd thought about my actions. If I did something exceptionally bad, like the time I set off a fire extinguisher in the English department for a dare, I got the "wait till your father gets home" talk. Strangely, I don't think those spankings were any harder than mum used to give for disobedience or smart talk but they certainly put the fear of God into me. I realised later it was because I hated disappointing my Dad, that was a worse punishment than any spanking either could have given me. It was an unwritten rule in our family that, after a hard day's work, any man should come home to a peaceful family and a hot dinner. I'm sure those early experiences shaped my submissive tendancies and my later request for a marriage with domestic discipline. Gosh, I think I'm writing a dissertation here! Sorry about that. Fast forward to my own marriage and my husband used all kinds of additional punishment along side a spanking but especially butt plugs and capsaicin cream because they are convenient, discreet and useful if you can't spank immediately due to children being there or other commitments. Anal sex was always a thing too but I think more as after care. There was always a feeling of 'claiming' when he did that, asserting who was the dominant whilst releasing sexual tension and re-establishing our close bond.

When I was aged about 6, I was kicked up the stairs by my father after I had been caught with my pants down with the older girl along the road who frequently “abused” me.

It ought to have been the other way around, SHE should have been chastised, but no, I was caught with my pants down and she was, as most of the case, fully clothed.

This of course. just messed me up further even to this day, that I associate masturbation, erections and pervy thoughts with having to be punished.

Now, the punishment is not on my backside but on the offending article - my penis.

@JakeNewYork I concur in regards to the effectiveness of "stress positions" - but I only witnessed their use on other boys & never experienced myself. Most illustrative memory:

In Little League, I watched a boy around 14 punished by his father (Coach of that team!) after striking out at the plate and then wildly throwing the bat in anger. The Coach/father was not happy with his son's bad sportsmanship behavior, and when the kid returned to the team dugout, I saw the Coach give some real hard swats to the seat of the kid's uniform pants, by hand, and then made the boy pick up the bat he'd thrown, raise it as high over his head as possible with both hands, and it was like this that the boy had to run laps around the Little League field with everyone watching - bat held high over his head up in the air.

The boy's face was fire engine red as he ran the laps, he was so mortified. His arms definitely started to ache after a bit, you could tell. When the laps were completed, Coach/father made the boy stand just outside their dugout continuing to hold the bat high in the air with both hands, putting his son on embarrassing public display. I couldn't take my eyes off all this. Boy's arms started to shake from exhaustion at one point. Father allowed his son to quit only after a few more spanks on his behind as he stood for all to see.

This unusual event (& it WAS unusual for our small midwest town) made a very colorful & memorable impression on me. I was probably around 12 years old, watching all this from the bleachers. I was on a Little League Team in a younger Division & I never threw my bat :-)