I keep coming back to this image primarily because of the likeness she has to my stepmother, and the
I keep coming back to this image primarily because of the likeness she has to my stepmother, and the incident that her correction of me brings to mind, when I was well into my fifteenth year of life.It seems I was grounded by her for something or another and along came Friday. So rather than ask her if she could rescind the restriction or just suspend it for a party, I hatched a “fool proof” plan of deception..I told her that I was going to bed early, and even went so far as to shower and show her I was actually preparing for bed. Did I mention it was so well thought out?Anyhow, I slipped out the window and went to that party.Can you imagine my shock when I slipped back in (past my normal curfew time, I might add), and found my [now very angry] stepmom sitting on a chair [much like this lady], “waiting for me”.“It seems”, she said, in very angry mother tone, “that just imposing restrictions on you doesn’t work very well”. “So we just have to take another *more direct* approach to rules and discipline in this house”. “You, young man have brought this upon yourself”. “Pants Down”! “And you had better be quick about it”. “I’m Not going to tell you twice”!She ignored all my promises and begging.With my pants down, my underpants were tugged tight into my cheeks, and I was held fast across her knees [lap]. The whole house heard me getting beaten. Hell, the whole neighborhood had to hear.That night (and the next two) I slept on my stomach. And spanking got reintroduced into my life. It became her primary form of correction for a long time after.Oh yes, restriction and grounding got re-started again with another two week imposition. Early bedtime didn’t have to be faked, it was part of the punishment. And bed check was now included. -- source link