Growing up Dad always punished me with spanking. He would always hit me heading to the bedroom and then pants would come down and then underwear. His hand could always turn my butt red but if I resisted the belt would come off and he would give me 3 really good whacks. I think my having my pants down was so humiliating.
When I was 17 I said a swear word and my dad ran up the stairs after me screaming for me to take my pants off. II said I was too old. He said I lived under his roof.
He grabbed my shirt and threw me to the bed. I accidentally kicked him with my shoe and he pulled them off reaching for my pants. He pulled them down then pulled my underwear down. As I was resisting I wound up on my back, he gripped my legs and left me naked from the waist down.
He said the more I resisted the worse it was going to be. He swatted me as I was now in diaper position. It must have been 20 whacks with his belt.
I was crying for him to stop. When he did he told me to get up. My butt was burning. I had to take off my shirt and socks. As I stood there naked with my hands around my penis, totally embarrassed, he told me to get in the corner and stand there and not to move until he said so.
I stood there shaking, facing the wall. He left me there for about 2 hours before he came back. He came back and said if I ever hear you use a swear word in this house again you won't sit for a week. I knew he meant it.
When I asked if I could get dressed now his hand wacked me on the bottom and told me to get in my pajamas and get ready for bed. It was only 8PM. It was the most memorable spanking I ever had, and can still feel it when thinking about it.