Spanked for tantrum / talking back

Yesterday i was spanked by my wife for having a tantrum and talking back to her when i was told what socks to wear with dress pants as we were going out! ( She wanted me to wear a nuetral color pair of socks and i wanted to wear my white or black socks) When I had a tantrum and threw down the socks that i wanted to wear, she ordered me to bring her "My" spanking bath brush for my spanking. I was scolded before, during and after my spanking for talking back, having a tantrum, not doing as i was told to do, for not remembering to always be submissive, as well as to remember to be a "Good little boy" for the rest of the day. We had a great day at a restaurant in Grand Central Station with another friend and his wife and YES i was on my "Best Behaviuor" all day!

It seems like she gave you exactly what your behavior called for. It has been pointed out to me by many strict wives that men are really boys who need hard spankings to mind their manners.

Sounds like you should deserved the spanking for sure. That was a big one for me growing up and my mom or dad a number of blistered my bottom for both of those things. I have daddy now that takes me to task for these things as well on occasion. He is a no nonsense type. It is good you have wife that will take you to task for these behaviors. Did you get a warning that there would be more to come, if you did behave when you were friends?

Yes SoMDBadBoi. I bought a paddle for her to use on me about a year or 2 after our 1 st date. She took to spanking me "Like a Duck to water!" Wewere VERYsoon married 😃 !

She found that it got her WET and me hard, IF it was a fore play spanking.

I do crave, want and need both fore play and punishment spankings!

As a child yes for a tantrum mom didn’t play when it came to that ! As we got older in our teenage years talking back rolling the eyes. got you the belt. Mom would let you talk express your opinion to a point. After that you was just pushing your luck! If she got the belt it was game over. Pants underwear down bare butt belt spanking! Not always in private either

Growing up, my dad would sell them spank you immediately for something. He would usually save it for Sunday evening, and it was a whole ordeal. Although rarely, if you managed to piss him off enough, he would spank you right then and there. He did this to me on a camping trip. In front of several of my cousins and uncles. I don't even remember what I said, but it was a very snarky comment. Then there I was, pants and underwear down over the picnic table.

My grandfather was worse about that. If you provided any lip, it was usually five or six hand spankings. At least those were over your pants or underwear. But if you refused to do something and threw a tantrum, then it was time for you to take the razor strop full force.

Growing up, my dad would sell them spank you immediately for something. He would usually save it for Sunday evening, and it was a whole ordeal. Although rarely, if you managed to piss him off enough, he would spank you right then and there. He did this to me on a camping trip. In front of several of my cousins and uncles. I don't even remember what I said, but it was a very snarky comment. Then there I was, pants and underwear down over the picnic table.

My grandfather was worse about that. If you provided any lip, it was usually five or six hand spankings. At least those were over your pants or underwear. But if you refused to do something and threw a tantrum, then it was time for you to take the razor strop full force.

The spanking on the camping trip must have been very humiliating and unpleasant for you, DomGreekChi, but great enterteinment for your Uncles and Cousins!

The spanking on the camping trip must have been very humiliating and unpleasant for you, DomGreekChi, but great enterteinment for your Uncles and Cousins!

I remember my two uncles got a good laugh out of it. Out of the seven cousins that were there, I think I remember about three or four other ones getting spanked during the trip. It was a pretty regular occurrence in our family. My dad was the only one who stripped us down in front of everyone for a spanking though.

I remember my two uncles got a good laugh out of it. Out of the seven cousins that were there, I think I remember about three or four other ones getting spanked during the trip. It was a pretty regular occurrence in our family. My dad was the only one who stripped us down in front of everyone for a spanking though.[/quote

Interesting but not at all surprising that it was only your Uncles that laughed when you got your spanking! They obviously knew there butts were safe! LOL While your other cousins knew that they could well be in line for a whupping and, as you pointed out, in three or four cases, actually were! No wonder they did not smile or laugh when you got your butt spanked!

Interesting but not at all surprising that it was only your Uncles that laughed when you got your spanking! They obviously knew there butts were safe! LOL While your other cousins knew that they could well be in line for a whupping and, as you pointed out, in three or four cases, actually were! No wonder they did not smile or laugh when you got your butt spanked!

They saw me get my ass blistered quite a bit by my dad. They always found it a little comedic. My one uncle anytime he spanked you, he made sure to do it in front of a group of people to add to the embarrassment.

They saw me get my ass blistered quite a bit by my dad. They always found it a little comedic. My one uncle anytime he spanked you, he made sure to do it in front of a group of people to add to the embarrassment.

Did your uncles which I assume were your father's brothers ever offer insight into their experiences as children and how that influenced your dad?

Did your uncles which I assume were your father's brothers ever offer insight into their experiences as children and how that influenced your dad?

My grandfather was a hard spanker. They all grew up with the razor strop. I spent Summers on my grandpa's farm, so I know where my dad got it from.

I only recall throwing one major tantrum that earned me a very public spanking when I was about 5 I guess. My parents had taken me to the zoo and as you would imagine it was busy and I was expected to hold mum or dads hand. I had other ideas and repeatedly broke away from them and ran off. They put up with that for a while but eventually decided that I was going to be put on reins, the kind that toddlers used to have back in the 70's, (mine were baby blue leather ones with bunnies on). Being a big boy of 5 the indignity of being treated like a baby must have become too much for me because I am told I threw the biggest tantrum of my young life, I screamed, I cried, I lay down on the floor kicking and generally being a brat. To cap it all I bit my dad as hard as I cold on his hand as he tried to pick me up - BIG MISTAKE! I remember (and have been told since) that he picked me up and while he was kneeling on one knee he threw me across his other leg and virtually ripped my shorts and pants down and with me kicking and screaming, he landed a number of the hardest smacks I'd ever received on my needing attention bottom right where everyone could see. I am told, although I don't remember it myself that several passers by told him to give me another one if I didn't start to behave myself. He then held my under one of his arms and carried me still kicking and crying back to the car. That was the end of my day out and I was put straight to bed when we got home, probably with another smack. There is a photo somewhere in my parents collection of me being carried back to the car that day with me obviously crying, arms and legs kicking and snot dripping from my nose. Not cool but probably deserved! I don't recall ever really playing him up again when we were out. I did get several other spankings in public but none that involved me throwing a tantrum.

Great post, Lukkas! Indeed, once you had bitten your Dad your fate was obviously sealed! What I thought was especially interesting and so typical of those days was the attitude of the other members of the public! Actually showing approval of what you were doing and even encouraging you to give you extra if you did not start to behave! What a contrast to today, or even more recent times, where it is almost inevitable that other people would have disapproved of what you were doing, quite likely tried to intervene and stop your Dad, and even reported you to the Authorities! I'm not making a moral point of view here; or a judgement as to the rights or wrongs of what happened; though as you say you never played you Dad up in public again, so it obviously worked as a deterrent and in that respect was very effective; but it highlights from a sociological and historical perspective how attitudes have changed over the years!

Of course, when I was growing up back in the '60s and '70s, my parents, my Aunt and Uncle and most adults in a position of power and authority over you, would think nothing of baring you bottom and giving you a damned good spanking if they thought you deserved it, regardless of whether it was in a public place or not! Very different times!

Yes, most of the time I got spanked just for talking back. Mom hated it when she had to argue with me. Usually such conversations ended with the question "Should I go get a wooden spoon?" That was the last warning from her, and it was usually enough for me. Well, in some cases she had to follow through on that threat.

Yes, most of the time I got spanked just for talking back. Mom hated it when she had to argue with me. Usually such conversations ended with the question "Should I go get a wooden spoon?" That was the last warning from her, and it was usually enough for me. Well, in some cases she had to follow through on that threat.

Yes, with my Mom, Dad, Aunt, Uncle and virtually any adult in a position of power and authority, talking back was a sure way to get yourself a spanking!

Talking back was a near certain way to provoke mom to pull out the wooden spoon. There were a few threats. Usually she simply applied the spoon vigorously to my bare bottom. He would think only one or two of those sessions would have done the job, but mouth got me into trouble a lot. I guess I never really learned the lesson

Yes, with my Mom, Dad, Aunt, Uncle and virtually any adult in a position of power and authority, talking back was a sure way to get yourself a spanking!

There were instances when I was young, when I absolutely knew older people were talking absolute nonsense, often about something historical or scientific. Even nun teachers who refused to check her mistaken nonsense with the correct answer in the school textbook I was holding out to her.

It was infuriating to know how wrong they were and not being allowed to correct them or risk punishment. For adults it was 'talking back'.

Tantrums.... something would come over me where despite knowing I was really making it worse for myself; yet couldn't help doing so! Seeing the wooden hair brush being fetched, instead of quieting down, I got more belligerent! What was I thingking?!

There were instances when I was young, when I absolutely knew older people were talking absolute nonsense, often about something historical or scientific. Even nun teachers who refused to check her mistaken nonsense with the correct answer in the school textbook I was holding out to her.

It was infuriating to know how wrong they were and not being allowed to correct them or risk punishment. For adults it was 'talking back'.

Yes, indeed, 'talking back' was often a convenient, 'catch all' phrase for adults to employ when they did not want their power and authority challenged!

@agracier Among adults, it's also often considered bad form to correct incorrect information.

Talking back was a near certain way to provoke mom to pull out the wooden spoon. There were a few threats. Usually she simply applied the spoon vigorously to my bare bottom. He would think only one or two of those sessions would have done the job, but mouth got me into trouble a lot. I guess I never really learned the lesson[/quote

Many of us made that mistake! No matter if we felt, sometimes justifiably, that adults were being hypocritical and unfair; silence would often have been the wiser and more prudent course! And would have spared and saved our butts! But that was life!

Lol, was literally just writing about how obstinate I can be, and how that usually results in a good, firm spanking! I like being spanked and, sometimes I even enjoy "resisting" knowing I'll get spanked a little bit harder and longer. 🫦😈

I may be shy but when it comes to naughty fun, I am for it 😉

Tbh sass/talking back/rolling my eyes is easily my most spanked thing. And tbh I don’t realize it in the moment till I cross a line and end up over moms knee

Our first daughter started demonstrating tantrums at about two years old. They were mostly at home, except for one day while at the supermarket she let loose and started yelling and kicking on the ground she even tore cans off the shelf. Her mom had little choice but to spank her in the grocery aisle, whereupon she upped the game. She was taken to the car and got another spanking and put in her car seat and driven home.

I stomp my feet when frustrated and Daddy does not tolerate tantrums. I wind up getting a spanking for it.

Yes my mum used wooden spoon often got it for talking back mouth soaping was common to here in wales but i was asthmatic so mum insert soap up my bum give me good clean out as full bowel made me cranky she say soon as i did it new was in trouble my shorts undys be pulled down and off bent over kitchen chair mum had soap sticks ready made she insert one or two and then spank my bum untill red all over

I was born and bred in Wales but I thankfully never had the soap treatment, and I never heard tell of it happening to others. It's a million times more abusive than spanking.

My temper caused my butt more discomfort than anything. They say that temper comes with red hair. I'm sure my butt wished many times that I'd been born a brunette or blonde many times.

My temper caused my butt more discomfort than anything. They say that temper comes with red hair. I'm sure my butt wished many times that I'd been born a brunette or blonde many times.

A very nice and readable comment !! - many thanks for that from the other side of the ocean, good old germany !!!