I have no clue where this thread goes so I put it here. Heres the question. Were you spanked as a child? And if so do you think it had a negative or positive result.

I have only been spanked once in my life. I was about 14 and I had been a little b**** all day. My g-ma finally got tired of it. She picked me up, threw me across my room and onto the bad. She then proceeded to put her knee in the back of my head and hit me repeatedly with a belt. If you have ever had a 68 yr. old woman throw you across a room and hold you down with her knee, your life would be changed. That one time straightened me up because I knew not to mess with my g-ma.

yup, I was spanked as a child. Nothing more than a few smacks on the butt, but I leant my lesson.

I was spanked just a few times by my parents and it didn't do me any harm. I'm not sure I deserved it, but I learned that it is possible to make somebody so angry that they will hit you. I think that's an important lesson that a lot of younger kids aren't learning. They act like flaming assholes as adults and all I can think of is dammit why didn't somebody give this guy a whack on the butt about 25 years ago?

However, when teachers did it it seemed absolutely inappropriate. I was a good student, pretty nearly straight A's, in a hick school district that couldn't afford to hire teachers with any brains and where most parents didn't give a damn. Most of my classes were so boring I wish we had drugs back then, I would have been stoned all the time. Two teachers in junior high (I guess they call it "middle school" now) paddled me for "talking in class" as if no one else had ever done it. I was just bored and my conversation with the kid next to me--which was actually about the subject we were studying--was far more illuminating than anything the loser at the lectern had to say. Paddling was the only way they could assert their authority over me since I could have taught the class better than they were doing. The lesson I learned from that is that when people have no legitimate claim to authority, they resort to violence.

To this day I remain a pacifist. I've never so much as punched a guy in the nose when I could have persuasively argued that he deserved it. I don't ever want to be like my teachers. Unfortunately it's obvious that people in authority still resort to violence when they have no legitimate claim.

A teacher tried to spank me one time in school and I wouldnt let her. The principal was in on it and everything but I wouldnt let them. I ran from them. I was not getting spanked by a teacher. Where are you from by the way?

I ran from them.
Wuss...
I copped a few beltings when I was young, I always knew it was coming as I had usually been pretty bad. The worst was from my Uncle when I stayed with my cousins at the mining community they lived in. We went swimming and got covered in mud, we used the community showers and painted them red with the mud (bauxite dust I think), those were the days... :D

spanking is the onyl way of reasoning wit a child, i was spanked as a child, but as i got older, other punishments had a bigger effect, like groundings, lack of TV, and the most severe; lack of internet. by about 8 years old spankings had been replaced by non-violent methods of punishment

Spanking is necessary, no question about it.

Um, my parents overdid it. My mom scared me so much I still don't want to talk to her. While you spank you don't want to scare the child. You want him to know why he's being spanked.

That's just stupid and wrong. If children are bad it's better to let them be alone, or not have children at all.

spanking is the onyl way of reasoning wit a child, i was spanked as a child, but as i got older, other punishments had a bigger effect... by about 8 years old spankings had been replaced by non-violent methods of punishmentAgreed, although I tended to be fined, or have to do extra work around the house.
If children are bad it's better to... not have children at all.
:confused: By then it's generally too late.

I was “spanked” repeteadly with a blowtorch and father taught me virtue with his cock.
Damn my ass was sweet back then, only 3 years old and already a depraved twat with a crack addiction.
I could've been something.

You lot are fucking pussies. My mother smacked the shit out of me for arbitrary reasons and you don't hear me bitching.
It's all of a sudden fashionable to have an abused childhood.
"Oh, look at Nytecrawler the Goth cry on her Livejournal about being assraped by her older brother"

Time was, if a person was abused by others, we accepted that it was their own damn fault for being weak. Now it's a sure route to pity sex.

As being an Indian I got a good spanking from my parents.

As being an Indian I got a good spanking from my parents.

Yup....I was smacked sometimes as a pre warning system. Like an advance spanking for something i'd eventually do bad.

I got spanked like a monkey sometimes, but never for retarded reasons though. If my parents ever beat me...trust me...I had it coming. Theye never did it out of base anger.

Did anyone else's mother ever hit them with a wooden spoon?

As a kid, my Italian grandmother and mother would beat me with a wooden spoon. As a teen, the punishment would be that they start crying. Odd, isn't it? I always got punished by the females, my dad was a pretty easygoing guy.

Perhaps it affected me some. I never really feared the spankings though. In the end, a bit of pain is sometimes not a bad price to pay.

But I never got smacked up enough. I imagine thats a different sort of experience. I think the difference is, that I knew my parents had a line they wouldn't cross.

Well, since we're letting things off our chest...
In the first grade I was busting to take a piss but my teacher wouldn't let me go, eventually I rebelliously just ran out the door and went to the can to drain.
When I returned she assured me I had wet myself, but I hadn't, then she said I had to change my clothes and she took me down the hall to this room where there was a tub and she made me get undressed. I tried to keep my underpants on but she made me take them off, and then she litterally gave me a bath, and gave me some new clothes from the lost and found bin. She was about 80 years old, and she made satisfied little puffs out of her nose while she washed me, paying close attention to my genitals and anus. It was disgusting.
The rest of the day I just sat there stunned and confused in somebody elses faded tracksuit.
I told my parents about it and how I didn't even wet myself but they just assumed I was ashamed about pissing myself and that washing soiled children was school policy. Which it might have been, I'm not sure, but I don't think they're supposed to enjoy it.
I was a sexy child though.

My parents never really beat me, slapped me when I was being a little shit but never for their own gratification.
I had an uncle who did though. One day I ran away and he chased me into the backyard where I let the outlandishly ferocious monster of a family dog off it's chain and it put him in hospital.
Good times. I've had a thing for sicking dogs onto people since. Watching him scream as the dog savaged him is still etched into my mind as an excessively fond memory. And not because I really hated him for beating me, I don't and didn't even, I just love seeing dogs savage screaming people.

Pause.

BWYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHA, MUHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH

HEEHEHEHHHEHE, TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
wait- HA!!!!!111!!!

Holy Jesus, St. Mary Joseph fucking Paul:
When I returned she assured me I had wet myself, but I hadn't, then she said I had to change my clothes and she took me down the hall to this room where there was a tub and she made me get undressed. I tried to keep my underpants on but she made me take them off, and then she litterally gave me a bath, and gave me some new clothes from the lost and found bin. She was about 80 years old, and she made satisfied little puffs out of her nose while she washed me, paying close attention to my genitals and anus. It was disgusting.
The rest of the day I just sat there stunned and confused in somebody elses faded tracksuit.
I'm printing this post, fucker.

Little Lou Lou stunned and gaping, like a lobotimized monkey, in his seat beucase a seniour citizen felt his wee wee.
Mu-ha.

I too was a sexy child, all my uncles rammed my sweet sweet ass to prove it.

Little Lou Lou stunned and gaping, like a lobotimized monkey, in his seat beucase a seniour citizen felt his wee wee.
My poo poo too :(

I too was a sexy child, all my uncles rammed my sweet sweet ass to prove it.
With their penii?
Have to admire their determination. Have you ever tried sodomising a child? God, it's damn near impossible.

Did anyone else's mother ever hit them with a wooden spoon?

Yes! Right on the knuckles. That sucked hard.

Poor Lou, some old lady got her jollies off of a little boy. Well at least you've gotten some. HA!

I have 2 vivid memories of being hit by my parents

1. My brother and I were about 5 years old and we saw our neighbour cleaning his car in his garage. We then made mud balls and ditched them at him and his car, fucken funny stuff. My dad then got out his (what seemed like) gigantic hands and copped us a few.

2. I was pissing off my mum and she hit me with a wooden spoon, and it snapped in half from being hit against my legs.

HAhah those were the days.

Repeatedly, until my parents decided it was a lost cause. They then just yelled until they were hoarse.

Father once tied my penis with a rope and hung me from a tree.
He left me there the whole night, until the next day momma cut me down, in secret.

I never said the word ‘damn’ again, after that, and I never refused him when he wanted to suck me off, ever since.
But on the upside, I got a 12” dick, in the process.

The only thing I can’t get over though, is when father came home that night and found out mother had cut me down he got mad and smacked me upside the head with a monkey-wrench.

The year after, when I woke up in the hospital, I was faced with a new tragedy:
My father, having witnessed my 12” penis, had cut off my testicles and fed them to mother, in an act of jealous retribution.

That’s when I started respecting him.

I was never spanked or violently abused as a child and I structured what was right and wrong on my own and got it all right... probably turned out alot less mentaly damaged than most of you... reasoning with a child and explaining it to them does alot more than beating them.

Odin'Izm
Get lost mommas boy.

You don’t know paternal love until you’ve had it burned into your upper arm with a cigarette and you don’t know maternal love until momma forces you to watch her have sex with the neighbor and then tells you she’ll cut off your 12” penis if I you tell daddy.

Good times…good times.

Im not mommas boy either fucker, I dont see how being raped by your parents makes a positive impression on you... i really dont...

It’s a matter of perspective.

You see burn marks and atrophied legs; I see love welts and a third foot between them.

Good thing is the marks were positioned just right, so I now have a pentagram tattooed on my arm.

You hear me speaking about my parents abusing me, I’m telling the story of how I lost my virginity.
I was 9.

Spanking is wrong.
As a toddler and child, I used to yell that to my parents when I was spanked.
Now I'm older, and know alot better.
Still wrong.

I didn’t mind the beatings so much, as I did waking up in a pool of my own feces and vomit afterwards.

Sure spanking is wrong. What’s even more wrong is when you’re promised a lollipop and all you get is daddy’s meat-stick and a splash of semen across your face.

If I ever have kids I’ll make those bastards pay for all I went through.
I just hope I don’t have a daughter, it could get ugly. All my misogyny will well up in me and ….

you are really fucked up dude... funny thing is you are being sarcastic... in a very bizzare way... then again thats common to get ass raped from your father in america isnt it?

when i was a child, i was raped by a 15 foot cave bear named Julie, boy did that teach me not to go in caves naked while i was in season!

Bull crap. The bear would have eaten you.


So let me see if I get your story straight, Wanderer. Your penis was tied to a rope, and the rope was tied to the tree. You were dangling there on that rope soley by your penis? Is that humanly possible? How long were you dangling? Did you notify Guiness?
If not, then you very well should. With any luck, there is some way to prove it. Perhaps that it is twelve inches will be good enough.

So after knocking you out with a wrench, you wre in a coma. He then cut off your balls, and fed them to mother.
You didn't wake up until a year later?
If what you say is true and humanly possible whcih I doungt, that's sounds like more good stuff for the Guiness.

Why would you make your kids pay for what your parents did to you? That's illogical.

Dude he is joking do you not get it.....

Odin'Izm
you are really fucked up dude... Tell me about it.

funny thing is you are being sarcastic... I am?
I only wish this were true.

then again thats common to get ass raped from your father in america isnt it?That’s a comforting thought.
I’d hate to think that I was the only one that had to endure such wonderful punishments.

It has affected my life though.
My atrophied legs have condemned me to a wheelchair and my 12” penis is only good for a few quick bucks at the local gay club.
But I do ok.

The worst thing is that I’m consumed with hatred for all things alive now and I have trouble communicating with others. The lisp and lazy eyed, caused by my year long comma, doesn’t help either.

The only real relationship I’ve had with another being was terminated a month ago when the bitch got pregnant by the neighbors Doberman Pincher.
I tell you that bitch ain’t gonna shit straight for a while.
But I'm feeling better now.

coolskill
So let me see if I get your story straight, Wanderer. Your penis was tied to a rope, and the rope was tied to the tree. You were dangling there on that rope soley by your penis? Yes.

Is that humanly possible? I’m living proof, dude.

How long were you dangling? I don’t know. I blacked out after a few hours.

Did you notify Guiness?You think this is funny?
Do you think I would exploit my pain, like that or that I would admit to it publicly where my face and name are known?
Jeez man, have some compassion.

So after knocking you out with a wrench, you wre in a coma. He then cut off your balls, and fed them to mother.
You didn't wake up until a year later?
If what you say is true and humanly possible whcih I doungt, that's sounds like more good stuff for the Guiness.Your callous reaction to my tragic story, sir, says a lot about you.

Why would you make your kids pay for what your parents did to you? That's illogical.The way I figure is that they would have 1/25th of my parent’s genes and so they would represent them in some way.
Besides what my parents did to me led to me being the way I am.
Do you have a 12” penis?
NO! Didn’t think so.

can you put me in contact with her?, maybe we could share beastality rape stories

She only sniffs and barks dude.
Please, don’t play stupid.
This ain’t no laughing matter.

Spanking and child abuse are real social problems that should be curtailed.
If my confession does something towards this end, then it would have been worth the ridicule and embarrassment.

The trauma of those days is still with me.
I sometimes go to my father’s grave at night and piss on it and I give vinegar to my mother when she wakes from her drunken stupor and asks for a swig of whatever.

"Your callous reaction to my tragic story, sir, says a lot about you."
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You retardism says alot about you. It's a simple question. What is so callous?
You were explaining a story, and I was trying to get it straight.
If you would have explained the story clearly from the beginning, I wouldn't need clarification.
If you think that Guiness is in any way callous, you definitely must have been bang banged pretty bad.
Either you will explain it clearly from the beginning or not. If you are embarasssed about the situation, than just say so instead of making up excuses for not notifying Guiness.
What was this like 30 years ago? I'm sure there are still doctors around that can verify the incident. Perhaps your parents are still around to be witness.


The only thing callous is a person that would hurt your own children, and rationalize it.
Rationalization 1: "they would have 1/25th of my parent’s genes and so they would represent them in some way."
Rationalization 2: "what my parents did to me led to me being the way I am."

"I sometimes go to my father’s grave at night and piss on it and I give vinegar to my mother when she wakes from her drunken stupor and asks for a swig of whatever."
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What for?

cool skill
The only thing callous is a person that would hurt your own children, and rationalize it.
Rationalization 1: "they would have 1/25th of my parent’s genes and so they would represent them in some way."
Rationalization 2: "what my parents did to me led to me being the way I am."I’m using the same rationalization that made my father strip me naked and play ashtray with my nipples.
It hurt. But in time it toughened me up and I began to miss it.
Now, I can safely say that I got the toughest nipples out there.
I can take a blowtorch to them and they don’t feel a thing.

Two years ago I had a 1/2 “ spike pierced through them and I didn’t even twitch.
The guy at the piercing store was impressed.

What for? The thing is I go there anyways for the séances.
I’m part of a cult that believes in witchcraft.

So, I sometimes get so angry remembering the past that I get back at him by pissing on his grave.

Spanking and child abuse are real social problems that should be curtailed.
You are contradicting yourself by claiming you would abuse your own children.
Is anybody really supposed to take you seriously?


"I’m using the same rationalization that made my father strip me naked and play ashtray with my nipples."
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Well if that's the case, I guess than that makes it OK.


"I’m part of a cult that believes in witchcraft."
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What a surprise.

cool skill
You are contradicting yourself by claiming you would abuse your own children.
Is anybody really supposed to take you seriously?I don’t know about”anybody” but you certainly don’t.

"I’m part of a cult that believes in witchcraft."
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What a surprise.You wouldn’t be so flippant if you knew what power rests in ripping the beating heart out of a young virgin and then using it to curse your foes.

Then you’d have your sarcasm wiped away and you wouldn’t be so quick to judge a survivor of child abuse.
:mad:

"I don’t know about”anybody” but you certainly don’t."
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The question wasn't geared towards me. The question was geared towards people in general. Hopefully you do not expect people to take your contradictory statements seriously. It shows that you are just running your mouth, and have no actual point.


"You wouldn’t be so flippant if you knew what power rests in ripping the beating heart out of a young virgin and then using it to curse your foes."
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There is nothing minutely as powerful as the living Jesus.
Try to disporve that one.


"Then you’d have your sarcasm wiped away and you wouldn’t be so quick to judge a survivor of child abuse."
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There are alot of survivors of child abuse that I don't judge as such. I am not necessarily judging a child abuse survivor. I am judging the person based on the correspondence without regard to their child abuse experience.

cool skill
The question wasn't geared towards me. The question was geared towards people in general. Hopefully you do not expect people to take your contradictory statements seriously. It shows that you are just running your mouth, and have no actual point.I haven’t contradicted myself.

There is nothing minutely as powerful as the living Jesus.
Try to disporve that one.Amen to that my brother.
I can’t tell you how many times Jesus has saved me from myself.
I just choose to worship him through physical mutilation and sodomy.

Then again, I can’t disprove that a woman’s vagina isn’t a gateway to hell, so I’ll assume that it is.

I know my every entry has released demons in me, that have plagued me all my life

There are alot of survivors of child abuse that I don't judge as such. I am not necessarily judging a child abuse survivor. I am judging the person based on the correspondence without regard to their child abuse experience.I can see that you are a very astute and well-read man.
It’s unfortunate that so few have actually found God and wallow in the cesspool of their misery.

Precious idiots.
Dude he is joking do you not get it.....

Not really. Wanderer is conducting an experiement.

At any rate, how dare you all deman the childhood anger of abuse?
Its an egregious problem in America, second to blacks and cripples.

This is funny:
I was never spanked or violently abused as a child and I structured what was right and wrong on my own and got it all right... probably turned out alot less mentaly damaged than most of you... reasoning with a child and explaining it to them does alot more than beating them.

So
We travel back in time to first grade and find you as all these other 5,6,7 year-old snotty nosed Tylers with reasonable parents, pleading with their sprog to pleae don't do that.
Tyler! How could you!
I'm shocked.
Mommy is not happy with that, Tyler. Tyler? Tyler?! Please Tyler, that's not nice.

Pussy gimps.

A slap, a reprimand, a cross word, ultimatums- they call this beating.

Lou:
With their penii?
Kitchen utensils.
Oiled up with jiffy lube.

GodDAMMN I could have been some sweet porn- I had the baldest, meanest snatch in the nursery.

gendanken
I am offended that you would insinuate that I am using this serious and hurtful phenomenon for purposes of pleasure.

I’m miffed and a little disappointed in you.
This after you agreed not to make fun of me and my despicable, angry, lonely life.

I feel no shame in admitting the past when it was the past that created me as I am.

I am proud of whom I’ve become and if this required my fathers heavy hand and his hard penis or if it was necessary for me to feel the hot colas of a burning fag upon my chest or the sweet pain of a gang rape, then I accept the price for it.

I'm just as despicable, angry, lonely so shut the fuck up.
Oops.

Funny- colas.
Typo?

gendanken
Funny- colas.
Typo?Yes.

Back to the subject.

I remember the last time I was spanked.

Her hand making an elegant, quick arc, before it smacked against my protruding behind, the smell of Vaseline and candles, the echoes of my bellowing screams bouncing off the dark walls, like her hand against my plump ass.

Then misery….$100 was much too much.

gendanken
Yes.

Back to the subject.

I remember the last time I was spanked.

Her hand making an elegant, quick arc, before it smacked against my protruding behind, the smell of Vaseline and candles, the echoes of my bellowing screams bouncing off the dark walls, like her hand against my plump ass.

Then misery….$100 was much too much.


:eek: :D