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MottLee

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    NJ, USA
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  1. I had an older brother and a younger sister. I was in the middle. My sister was never spanked. My brother and I were fairly even for years, but when he "aged out" of spanking, I developed a long streak of rebellion and disobedience. I had a serious and perpetual bedtime issue where I absolutely refused to comply with any bedtime set by my parents. This triggered numerous bedtime spankings. My lack of sleep from staying up too late led to morning problems such as: refusing to get out of bed; refusing to get dressed; generally crappy, crabby, cranky, and bratty behavior. My mother often had to drive me to school so I would not be late. She never spanked me before school, but when I got home, there were some serious discussions followed by some serious spankings. In the end, I got the most spankings.
  2. I was the middle child with an older brother and a younger sister. My brother and I got lots of spankings, and I cannot remember a single time where my sister got spanked. She was no angel, but I guess she responded to other types of discipline better than we did.
  3. I'm sorry. It did not update. Work Pay
  4. Exactly! Although, I don't feel like I chose this lifestyle. It is just part of my lifelong existence. Getting spanked for something I did wrong absolves me of the guilt.
  5. Who disappeared? The one who started this post? Maybe it was something 🤔 I said...
  6. I seriously need a real punishing spanking.  I need a long and hard bare-bottom paddling.  Seriously.  Like I would have gotten from my mom in my younger years.  I need to be painfully punished, but in a loving fair and sane manner.  I seem to always lose everyone here.  Can anyone relate to this?  I am feeling alone with my needs.  Am I really alone here?

    1. BenjaminBoy

      BenjaminBoy

      No MottLee, you are not alone. I understand completely where you arecoming from. 

      I am PTDC - Punative Theropy Dependency Condition. 

      A term coined by a counsellor I was seeing some several years ago on another matter,  and being punished for things I did came up in the conversation. 

      I was worried he would ridicule me. However,  on the contrary, he supported  and encouraged me 100%.

      We discussed the fact that it was a mindset I was born with and in no way could I escape.

      It is NOTHING sexual whatsoever, but I need a sound and severe caning to relieve guilt and get me focused again. 

  7. Motherly discipline is precisely what i need.
  8. I missed a significant one... Loretta Swit (M.A.S.H. TV Series) has spanked me in numerous spanking fantasies of my younger years. I wouldn't mind transforming any of those fantasies into reality.
  9. MottLee

    This or That

    Pie. Microsoft or Apple?
  10. Don't forget to unplug your Clapper before a spanking.  😊

    1. DDatl

      DDatl

      What if I want a rave vibe? Gotta have the Clapper set up.

  11. MottLee

    This or That

    Pancakes. Early rise or sleep late?
  12. There was a close second to the "Toilet Bowl Bonfire" spanking. Some may think this one is more deserved than that one. I was twelve and I was angry with my mom about something. I can't remember what I was angry about, but I remember everything that followed. I remember being angry and yelling, "Ducking Hunt!" Except, those two words started with "F" and "C." I regretted it as I was saying it. I love my mom and really didn't mean to say that. At the same time, I kicked the wall of my bedroom. Unfortunately for me, my foot broke a hole in the wall. My mom looked like she wanted to punch me, but she ran downstairs instead. I heard the infamous (at least for me) sound of the cabinet where she kept the paddle slam shut. I was in trouble. I realized that I was in even more trouble because I knew the paddle wasn't there -- I had it! That's a story for another time. She ran back up the stairs and into my room empty handed. She looked furious. She looked me in the eye and asked, "Do you have the paddle?" I think my heart stopped before it started pounding in my chest. I was never good at telling a lie. How could I admit to having it? Why do I have it? She was looking deep into my eyes and it felt like she was looking into my soul. I felt like she knew exactly where it was. I had to look away while trying to think of a good answer. All I could come up with was, "Why would I have it?" Then she said, "Don't lie to me! I'll search your room." I don't know if she already knew I had it. I had it under my mattress for about two weeks. I was trying to find an opportunity to return it. I broke down and said, "It's under my mattress." She lifted my mattress and retrieved the paddle. Then the inquisition began about what I was doing with it. I had a bunch of "ahhs, umms, and I don't know" answers. She concluded that I stole it to avoid getting spanked with it. That was not embarrassing compared to the truth, so I agreed. Then she said the phrase I really hated to hear, "Pull your pants down and lie down!" I was too embarrassed and overwhelmed with guilt and shame to resist. I turned to my bed and opened my pants. I stretched out on my stomach and reached down to push my pants and underwear down below the bottom of my butt. I hugged my pillow and buried my face in it. I could feel the paddle placed and held across my butt, just below the center, like she always did. She verbally enumerated the reasons why she was about to spank me. 1. She mentioned the profanity, but went into detail as to how bad that "C" word was and how much worse it was that it was directed at her. 2. She mentioned my lack of self-control and destructive behavior by kicking a hole in the wall. 3. She mentioned that I was a thief for having the paddle without permission. 4. She mentioned that I was a liar since I did not tell her that I had it when she first asked. She paused in silence for a few seconds then said, "Don't move!" Another quite memorable long and hard bare-bottom paddling followed... it was like four consecutive spankings. I still feel uncomfortable saying that “C" word. I won't say it in front of my mom. I have developed tremendous self-control as a currently practicing martial artist and black belt. I will not take something that isn't mine and I still have a problem with telling a lie. I think I learned some lessons there. Sorry for the second post. There are many more, but those are probably the most significant.
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