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I know it's different for everyone and even different depending on mood, etc...
I'm curious to know not the immediate sexual stuff but what it really does for you, deep inside.
The most profound spanking experience I had was with my niece, not sexual, she was naughty.
I used to do all of my grandmothers yard work and house maintenance and my sister was using my grandmother as a day care. Not the best situation.
The back yard got infested with dandelions because a neighbor refused to keep his yard up where it should be and the seeds for those things spread with the wind. So I had mowed the lawn and sprayed weed killer. My niece liked to play in the yard barefoot and she was only about five years old, I had read the warning labels carefully and told her that she had to stay out of the yard for a couple of days because of the poison and explained that it could make her sick. I had boots and jeans on and socks, was wearing the protective eyewear and all that, went out to do the weedeating around the fenceline to finish up the yardwork. My niece saw this and she was upset that I was in the yard after telling her that she couldn't be. I saw movement and turned just in time to see her throw the water she had filled a glass with. She turned and ran for it but I caught her at the back door, sat down on the step, put her little self over my lap and spanked her. To make matters worse I then sat her in my lap and explained that I was wearing clothing that would protect me from the weed poison and that she was barefoot, I told her that I wanted her to stay out of the yard because I loved her and didn't want her to get sick. Then I let her go after I hugged her and she ran inside. I finished up the yardwork, put all the tools away and showered and changed.
I didn't find out until later that day that my niece had never been spanked in her life. She was mad. She went to my grandmother and asked her to give me a spanking. That was just too cute but my grandma just asked her what she did to get a spanking. Grandma was old school about discipline. My niece told me she hated me and ran off and hid in a guest bedroom for a couple of hours. She'd pop out once in a while and let me know how much she hated me. My sister came over once she got off work and we were all having dinner there, my niece told her about the spanking and even though my sister didn't spank her kids she told my niece that she shouldn't have misbehaved and getting a spanking was her own responsibility. So, my niece had absolutely no help or sympathy from the family.
After a couple of hours she came out of hiding, she went to the kitchen and then she came over to me. I was sitting on the couch, still cooling off from the heat of the day. My lil niece brought me a big glass of iced tea and then she sat right by my side and wouldn't leave that spot. She got one of her practice reading books and read it to me and pointed out all the pictures and told me all about it.
It seems that with no real discipline at home, divorced mom, no father figure that she just didn't feel important. Something clicked in her mind and made her realize that someone in the family cared enough about her to enforce a little discipline and that one simple thing done in that manner changed this kid. She would always go out of her way to give me a hug and talk with me until I moved away.
Like I said, it's non sexual. What does the spanking mean to you though?
I'm curious to know not the immediate sexual stuff but what it really does for you, deep inside.
The most profound spanking experience I had was with my niece, not sexual, she was naughty.
I used to do all of my grandmothers yard work and house maintenance and my sister was using my grandmother as a day care. Not the best situation.
The back yard got infested with dandelions because a neighbor refused to keep his yard up where it should be and the seeds for those things spread with the wind. So I had mowed the lawn and sprayed weed killer. My niece liked to play in the yard barefoot and she was only about five years old, I had read the warning labels carefully and told her that she had to stay out of the yard for a couple of days because of the poison and explained that it could make her sick. I had boots and jeans on and socks, was wearing the protective eyewear and all that, went out to do the weedeating around the fenceline to finish up the yardwork. My niece saw this and she was upset that I was in the yard after telling her that she couldn't be. I saw movement and turned just in time to see her throw the water she had filled a glass with. She turned and ran for it but I caught her at the back door, sat down on the step, put her little self over my lap and spanked her. To make matters worse I then sat her in my lap and explained that I was wearing clothing that would protect me from the weed poison and that she was barefoot, I told her that I wanted her to stay out of the yard because I loved her and didn't want her to get sick. Then I let her go after I hugged her and she ran inside. I finished up the yardwork, put all the tools away and showered and changed.
I didn't find out until later that day that my niece had never been spanked in her life. She was mad. She went to my grandmother and asked her to give me a spanking. That was just too cute but my grandma just asked her what she did to get a spanking. Grandma was old school about discipline. My niece told me she hated me and ran off and hid in a guest bedroom for a couple of hours. She'd pop out once in a while and let me know how much she hated me. My sister came over once she got off work and we were all having dinner there, my niece told her about the spanking and even though my sister didn't spank her kids she told my niece that she shouldn't have misbehaved and getting a spanking was her own responsibility. So, my niece had absolutely no help or sympathy from the family.
After a couple of hours she came out of hiding, she went to the kitchen and then she came over to me. I was sitting on the couch, still cooling off from the heat of the day. My lil niece brought me a big glass of iced tea and then she sat right by my side and wouldn't leave that spot. She got one of her practice reading books and read it to me and pointed out all the pictures and told me all about it.
It seems that with no real discipline at home, divorced mom, no father figure that she just didn't feel important. Something clicked in her mind and made her realize that someone in the family cared enough about her to enforce a little discipline and that one simple thing done in that manner changed this kid. She would always go out of her way to give me a hug and talk with me until I moved away.
Like I said, it's non sexual. What does the spanking mean to you though?