Mouth washed out with soap

I hated it I still do as mom used to do it if we swore

Yes, my mother pulled that sh*t on me too once or twice. Wth is wrong with people? You need a license to get married. Well, society needs folks to get a license to procreate. I'm not kidding. You have to take driver's education classes and then take a test to get your driver's license, but you don't need anything to have a kid. There'd be less child abuse if people had to take parenting classes before each kid.

It's crazy how much child abuse there is and very few people even realize that they were abused or that their family was abusive. It's pretty difficult to acknowledge such a thing, particuarly to oneself.

It's *not ok* to put soap in a person's mouth or use soapsticks, enemas, suppositories, beatings, etc. as punishment. Not ok.

I get so pissed at politicians who abuse their power, but parents? Abuse of power by parents is unforgivable. Yet, I think it's human nature to forgive (or mostly forgive) once you are out of their reach.

It may be possible to forgive, but it's very difficult to forget.

And it's virtually impossible not to *believe* them, it's virtually impossible not to believe the things they said to you.

That's what I had thought, anyway.

It is virtually impossible to stop believing your parents.....until they are deceased.

Then it becomes easier. It has become easier for me, anyhow.

Hated when my mouth got soaped by both my parents as a teenager. My dad would either make me bite down on a bar of soap and make me stand in the corner with it or he would pit liquid soap and my tooth brush and make me brush my teeth with it. And he would watch me as I brush my teeth with soap to make sure I was doing it right. Very embrassing getting punished by my dad like this as a teenage boy.

I only had to undergo having my mom place a bar of soap into my mouth ONCE for swearing! It was a solid lesson that definitely got my attention. Of course, as time went on, profanity crept back into my vocabulary but not around mom.

I would get the soaping for swearing, lying, or attitude. Any wrong done with my mouth. Had to use a toothbrush to spread it evenly instead of the bar. It was memorable and help me avoid the above misbehavior. Not always but for long periods of time.

Ah yes. The ol mouth wash with soap. I had more than my share of that. It didn't take much profanity in our house to get the treatment. When I got it Mom would lead me over to the waste basket and make me open my mouth. She would then grate a bar of soap on my lower teeth. After she felt she had enough shavings in my mouth she would push the bar halfway in and make me hold it there. After a while it made me kinda sick. Sort of nauseous. It would also burn after it was in for a while. She had me stand over the waste basket because I would start drooling uncontrollably and it made a pretty good mess. There would be small foamy bubbles running down my chin along with the drool. It was pretty embarrasing as my four sisters loved to watch the action. They were really good at commenting on my progress. I remember too that after the treatment ( about 15 minutes) that it was really hard to get the taste out of my mouth. I had to wash my mouth out about five or six times before I could stand it. ...I wonder what it would be like today?....

This sounds like a very American punishment. Yet my wife never got it (she had heard about it though). Her mom spanked (on the bare) but did not do that.

Me and my brother got our mouths washed out a few times when we were kids, it tasted nasty lol

We got our mouths washed out for swearing and/or back talking

I was threatened with it, but never had to. In fact, i will always remember being caught in 8th grade saying "shit" & being threatened by the dominant nun, only because one time while rifling through her desk drawers, my friend and i found a shriveled up bar of used soap. I don't know if it would have been a visual prop for a second warning, or if she would have been true to her words & followed through. but always remembering finding that reminds me that i was threatened at school too,

You would think at least the due courtesy of maybe having a fresh unopened bar instead would have been appropriate, But then i think of the fact that it was a used bar - used to wash the nuns' bodies - that would have gone in my mouth. That may have eventually led to a soap sucking fetish, imagining where it has been in naked body land. And the joke may have been on me, that it was only used to wash hands in the sink instead of bodies in the shower.

I remember once swore and i had washing up liquid squirted in my mouth then my daddy put some more on a toothbrush and made me brush my teeth for 20 mins (five mins for each letter), he watched me and if he ever thought i wasn't brushing thoroughly enough he picked the bottle up and squirted another big shot of washing up liquid into my mouth. I'm pretty sure for this he chose the cheapest worst tasting washing up liquid he could find.

When we were young if we said a bad word we got our mouths washed out with soap. Mom would take a bar of soap and shove it in our mouths. Oh and if my sister or I laughed at the other we got it too. Bad word were nothing to laugh about. LOL

My mother never did that to me that I recall but when I was caught in a lie she would put cayan red pepper on my tongue

I've found Irish spring soap to be the absolute worst tasting. I've been punished with it several times, and it's awful!

Not as a kid, but as an adult yes. Several "daddies" that I have hooked up w/in real life (after meeting initially online) have given me mouth soapings in addition to corporal punishments (paddlings, strappings, etc). I will definitely say that for those spanking fetishists who, like me, try to attain "real tears" while being spanked, a mouth-soaping will DEFINITELY help put you in the vulnerable head-space (as will authentic scolding) that is required (for me at least) in order to attain real tears. For me, it's not about the pain, it's about the surrendering to an authority figure you trust, and allowing yourself to be vulnerable.

Oh, and as for what it's like... tastes terrible. If using ivory soap it starts to BURN the tongue after a while. NOT FUN! That's why I prefer johnson and johnson's baby soap! It has the ABDL element in its favor as well, being a baby soap...

My mother chased me two blocks for saying "fart" and then shoved a bar of soap in my mouth. I couldn't believe it.

I have a feeling this is one of those things that sounds fun but in reality is horrible. I have never in my life had my mouth washed out with soap. I do like watching clips of mouthsoaping. I am also a person who would like to actually cry from a punishment,this has never happened though maybe holding a bar of soup in my mouth during punishment will get me in the right mood to cry

My daddy threatens mouth soaping when I say negative things about myself, the only exception is when I'm out of my headspace and joking, I'm not allowed to make self deprecating jokes in my headspace because I take them too far and get in a negative mind set. My daddy has been known to use the idea of a soapy mouth when I'm grown and saying nasty things about myself if I'm in a mindset where I really am believing naughty things about myself. So far threatening it has been enough. My daddy isn't as strict about swearing because he swears a lot himself, the only thing he does when I swear is pop my booty or hand a few times and admonish me while he reminds me of my headspace for example " language, little missy". I got threatened with it when I was younger A LOT for back talk. My mom's favorite was dish soap. Once I cussed my mom out really badly and she pinched my nose to make me open my mouth but she didn't actually do it. She "accidentally" dripped a drop on my toungue though. The only other time that I remember is acting like a brat in the bathtub and my mom putting a small amount of shampoo in my mouth.

My mother has soaped my mouth on several occasions when I was growing up and each time was almost always the same. I was first bared from the waist down, including shoes and socks. Her hair brush lay next to the sink. A bar of Ivory soap was then lathered up and my head was directed down towards the sink. I was told to open my mouth, if I refused I felt the hairbrush impact my bare bottom. By them I was really crying. Mouth now open the soap was inserted deep into my mouth and for the next couple minutes every inch of my mouth was soaped. After the soaping, I was allowed to spit for a minute, but no rinsing until my entire bottom was a bright glowing red.

Yes, and it was Lifebuoy which is why I am now blind

Yes, and it was Lifebuoy which is why I am now blind

Could you give some more information, elaborate a bit. This is quite the statement regarding the consequences and I'm certain members would like to hear more of an explanation.

I remember quite a few times growing up and getting my mouth washed out with soap yuck! Growing up we were not allowed to talk back or use bad words, for that you got mouth washed out, even playing outside with my friends I had to watch what I said because my younger Brother would tell on me grrr, we were always trying to get each other in trouble all the time, 😄 had to make sure he wasn't around if I swore.

Could you give some more information, elaborate a bit. This is quite the statement regarding the consequences and I'm certain members would like to hear more of an explanation.

It's a reference to an American classic movie "A Christmas Story" where "Ralphie", an 8 year-old boy is desperately is wanting a "Red Ryder BB Gun, with a compass in the stock and this 'thing' that tells time!" Every time he tells someone what he wants, it's dismissed with "You'll shoot your eye out, kid!" Leading up to the big day, he has a number for 'kid' events including cussing in front of his father. At home, his mother puts Lifebouy soap in his mouth. While standing at the bathroom sink he fantasizes about his parents suffering extreme guilt and regret at discovering the soap has caused him to go blind.

John Sitter,

Thanks for the explanation of the Lifebuoy soap. I knew what it referred to, but was laughing too hard to be able to type. That has to be one of my favorite movies; since seeing it for the first time only 5 yrs. ago, and watch it non stop each year. TBS shows it 24hrs. and I have at least 3 TVs on the entire time.

Maybe Ralphie would liked the Lifebuoy better as a full colon hot soapy Enema. ("You'll shit your ass out kid.")

Dan

Yes, I've had my mouth washed out with soap many times. Growing up if my Mom heard me swearing or cussing or talking back to her, it meant a trip to the bathroom to find out what a bar of soap tasted like. I found out what many different brands of bar soap tasted like. None of them were really delicious. She would make me strip to nothing and then she usually had at least 2 different bars ready for use. They were usually Ivory and Palmolive plus some liquid Palmolive dish soap also handy. She would put hot water in the sink and put one of the bars in to soak and soften up so when it came time to either insert it into my filthy mouth or to rub the bar across my teeth, then the soap was ready. If she was going to just go right to washing my mouth out, I'd have to open my mouth as wide as I could and she would just shove the bar into my mouth and start rubbing it all around the insides of my mouth from the gums and cheeks to my tongue and even under my tongue because if she gets it under there, it lasts a long time and you taste the soap like forever at least it seemed like it. Other times she would make me stand in the shower and she would punish me in the shower by washing my hair with the bar of soap and then taking big handsful of soapy lather and make me open my mouth and she'd put handsful of soapsuds in and then she would put the bar in also and I'd have to stand in the shower with all of that in my mouth. as I got older, like a teenager, she would make me soap my penis and masturbate for her and when I'd cum, she'd catch it in her hand and then make me open my mouth and she'd make me put it in my soap filled mouth.

After all of that growing up, now I still when I swear or anything bad, I punish myself or want someone to join me and punish me with a bar of soap. Sometimes I have guys over and we take soapy showers together and I lick the soap off their body and I love to suck on and lick soap covered tits. I don't mind sucking a soap covered cock either. and these guys love it. I'm always looking for young guys to come over to my house so we can do this together.

If anyone who reads this lives in the Eugene,Or area and would like to do this with and to me, please get back to me.

I just wanted to clarify a few things in the post I wrote yesterday about my childhood mouthsoaping experiences. It may seem to some that some of what I wrote was fantasy but I wish it was but all I wrote really happened to me. That includes the mention of getting my hair soaped and then handsful of soapsuds were shoved in my mouth and then the bar of soap also went in my mouth. That was horrible having that much soap in your mouth at the same time. Also that I said my mom would soap my penis and make me masturbate in front of her and that was if she didn't do it herself. I'm sure she got off making me do that in front of her or of her doing it to me. Anyhow, I just wanted people who read that previous article I wrote, that it was all true and not a fantasy I had. I just want to clear that up in anyone's mind. Thank You,

soapymouth

I have had my mouth washed out with soap many times. None of them are fun. EVERY different kind of bar soap tastes yucky, to say the least.

For me, it first started out as a child because my mother liked to use all kinds of natural ingredients to make her bar soaps so when she thought that she got them the way she wanted them, I would be called in to test them out in my mouth. Most of them did not taste that bad as they were made with all kinds of stuff like apple, orange and the like.

As I became a teenager a few of my friends came over unannounced one day and saw me in Mother's soap making room with a mouth full of soap. Since these friends and all female, they thought it was "hot" and wanted to join in with my mother to soap my mouth, only for fun. It was NOT funny coming from them as I was first stripped, then tied up and then they one at a time traded off using some bars of pink dove soap mom had around the house in the back room and proceeded to give me my 1st real mouth soaping. It lasted about an hour. It was a REALLY, REALLY nasty experience.

At the same time, the experience flipped some switch in my head to make me wonder what it would be like to give others mouth soapings, spankings and the like.

A couple of years later, some of my other friends and i were chatting at a hamburger joint and after them telling me how much I seemed to like to help others that I should go into practice to be a life coach, so I did.

But the desire to do spankings and soap other's mouths was still in the back of my mind.

I decided to incorporate both ideas into a business and my life coaching business was born, but with a twist. I would help clients with their attitude problems, stress and anxiety problems, but incorporate elements of Corporal Punishment into the sessions. I devised a "Punishment Contract" to add to the sessions and would explain at the 1st consultations that I did not tolerate disrespect, nasty behaviors or what I called "Potty Mouths" and would use "punishment methods" to handle them.

The mouth soaping became an intricate part of my sessions and was used on a regular basis.

Then, a few years ago, I got married to a former client that I had also mouth soaped, but fount the tables turned on me as when I get really mad, I tend to also be a potty mouth so Hannah will use all the kinds of corporal punishment I have used on clients on me INCLUDING massive intense mouth soapings.

Paul

I was just wondering if anyone else besides me has ever had their mouth's washed out with a bar of soap. If you have, I'd love to hear about it so I can compare my experiences to mine. Thanks,

soapy1

I posted on this several years ago. See post #15 and #19. Someone mentioned how abusive this type of punishment seems to be. For us elder types, various punishment methods of old would be considered as abuse these days.

Mouthsoaping, soapy enemas, soapstick supositories, are likely things of a bygone era. This isn't a bad thing. I suppose that they were effective in my case. I grew up to be quite productive and law abiding.

I'll never forget being dragged into the bathroom after calling someone a "bugger". That green Palmolive bar of soap caused me to gag and puke for a long time. I had to brush my teeth until my gums bled in order to get the residual soap from between my teeth. Even then, the taste lingered for quite some time.

I'd submit to a hot soapy enema long before I'd ever want to taste a bar of soap again.

RIP Ralphie!

Yep. The bar of soap. Although I didn't get the treatment often, I do recall a couple times. Mom usually was really pissed off when she broke out the soap. I think that added to the emotional nature of the ordeal. Awww shit! ….oops....

Her method was a bit different than the soap bar in the mouth. That would be way to simple to rinse out. She made me open my mouth and she then grated the soap on my teeth, filling my mouth with soap shavings. Needless to say, it brought about a tremendous amount of drooling. You were going to drool as there was no way you'd swallow that stuff. Just writing this brings that nauseating slimy froth back to me like it happened yesterday even half a century later. Moments after the treatment my mouth would start burning and just explode with drool. Running down my chin and dripping into the waste bin. Then there was the taste. I didn't dare swallow. I'm pretty sure if I had, I would have barfed along with the drooling. I can still hear her words "DON'T YOU DARE SPIT THAT OUT!!!" Let me just say that bar soap was never really meant to be eaten. BLAH!!

I had to stand by the waste basket drooling away until Mom felt the soap had done it's work of cleansing a filthy mouth that uttered four letter words. Once she was satisfied, I was allowed to spit what little remnants were left in the garbage. That didn't get it out from between my teeth though. So it was off to the bathroom to brush and rinse for about ten minutes. Even then the taste lingered.

I have to say, the punishment was supremely effective at curing "filthy mouth". I would make a point of carefully curbing my boyhood vulgarities in the presence of adults. But those occasional "oopses" always resulted in remarkably fresh breath...

I must add, I never felt like I was abused. I look back at those episodes and laugh a bit. It seems as funny to me as when "Ralphie" got his treatment in Christmas Story. Ironically, I actually lived only a few miles from the house in Cleveland where that cinematic moment occurred.

When I was younger, my mum always made me eat soap for when I had swearing moments, here is how the punishment went for me, she would drag me to the bathroom and get a bar of soap and place it in water for 5 min to settle, when the bar was ready, it went straight In my mouth and rubbed around covering whole mouth, once punished (soap) , next I got spanked with a hairbrush for 10 min ,