Paddle Spanking by the Lake

I am now 50 years old, but I can still remember the spankings I received when I was younger. I grew up in a household of four girls, and neither Mother nor Father had any qualms about giving our backsides a good spanking if we stepped out of line.

My parents kept a duck egg blue wooden paddle in the hallway just for such occasions. If we were disobedient or naughty, we would be spanked on the spot. Mother would grab the paddle, and spank us, usually in a standing position. She would hold our hands out of the way while administering a very sound smacking.

I can recall one memorable event when we went on a family holiday in 1977. It was a hot summer’s day and we were driving around the shores of a popular lake. Father was driving and Mother was in the passenger’s seat – with four fractious youngsters behind them on the bench seat. My sisters and I were all acting up and eventually, Mother yelled: “Stop it right now, or I will make your father pull this car over and I will give each of you a good spanking!”

We quietened down for a few minutes at the threat of a sore bottom, but after a few minutes, we were back at it again. Mum turned to my dad and said: “Right, Gavin – I’ve had enough. Pull this car over.” As Dad found somewhere convenient to pull over, Mum removed the blue wooden paddle from the glove box – it went with us on all long road trips for just such occasions as this.

Father did as he was told. He pulled over on the verge of the road next to the lake, then mother pulled each of us in turn from the back of the car. One by one, Mother put us over one knee, then gave each of our bottoms one very embarrassing and public spanking with the paddle.

A number of cars drove past as we were chastised, witnessing the event. One even honked its horn, by way of parental support. I can still recall my intense embarrassment to this day, and for days afterward, on the trip, I was worried that fellow tourists might recognize me as one of the four little girls having their bottoms smacked by their mother at the side of the lake.