Posts in this topic reminded John of an event that happened when he was young, and his post reminded me of an event that happened when I was in junior high school (8th grade).
I had been paddled by the boys PE coach and arrived home with a note that needed to be signed by a parent. As was the case for every kid that I grew up with, a paddling at school meant that corporal punishment would also be received at home. As such, my mom had me call my dad at his office to let him know that I was in trouble, and dad told me to fetch riverbank switches, and have my butt ready for a thrashing at 7pm.
Having my butt ready for a thrashing meant something VERY specific. It meant that I was to go to the barn ahead of time to prepare for my punishment. First, I would go to the river to cut several switches along the riverbank (several were required just in case my dad wore out one or two of them before he was satisfied that I had learned my lessons). Then, I would go to the barn and strip naked. After I was naked, I would prepare the switches, my dad's carpenter's ruler/straightedge, and his razor strop. This preparation included peeling the switches (removing leaves and bark) and applying a coat of citrus oil to the switches, the ruler, and the strop. After these preparations were complete, I would drape myself over my dad's sawhorse and wait for him to arrive.
On this particular occasion, while I was preparing my dad's implements, my older sister and her friend came into the barn to take their horses for a ride. It was 6:45pm, and I was just starting to peel the switches. I knew that I had to have the switches peeled, everything oiled, and be in position over the sawhorse at 7pm sharp! If I wasn't over that sawhorse when my dad arrived in the barn, I would receive an extra dose of discipline!
My sister and I had seen each other preparing for discipline on many occasions. There were a few occasions when male friends and/or cousins were staying with our family and we got in trouble together, so dad punished us together. There was even one occasion when dad punished me and a younger female cousin together, but we were both in grade school at the time. And, when I was in grade school, there were a few occasions when my female teenage babysitter put my bare butt over her lap for a spanking with Mom's hairbrush.
This, however, was different. I was 13.y.o. and puberty was raging! Monica was 15.y.o. and she was gorgeous! I wanted to turn away, but I had to whittle the leaves and bark from the switches that I had fetched, and the leaves and bark had to fall into the 30 gallon trash can at the end of the workbench. This did not give me the option to turn my back on the girls. I turned a little bit to one side, but the girls simply took a few steps in that same direction in order to have a good view. I turned back, and they simply giggled and took a few steps back.
Monica said, “It looks like somebody is gonna get punished.”
At this point, I could feel my arousal starting. But, I had no choice but to continue wth my preparations.
“Look… his penis is getting hard!”
“I've seen it before. You can keep watching while I get the horses ready.”, said my sister.
My penis was now rock hard, pointing upwards towards the sky, and Monica just stood there smiling. “Are you embarrassed?”, she asked. For some reason, I felt the magnitude of my humiliation and submission, and I felt the need to answer submissively, “Yes Ma'am.”
Monica watched me finish preparing the switches, the ruler, and the strop. While I was oiling the strop, I was actually starting to feel more comfortable and masculine with this pretty girl obviously enjoying my erection. Monica asked, “Do you wish that I would touch you?” But then, my dad walked into the barn! I had lost track of time and I was not in position over the sawhorse at 7pm sharp!
“Looks like you will receive an extra dose tonight, young man!”, said Dad. “Yes Sir. I understand.", I replied.
“You don't have any brothers, Monica. This must be fascinating for you! Would you like to watch a boy learn his lessons?”
“Yes Sir!”
“He won't have that erection when I'm done tanning his hide!”
“Over the sawhorse, Boy!”
“Monica, please hand me my razor strop!”