Daniel was a young Autistic man who was about to get a bare bottom discipline spanking from his strict Neurotypical Mom. His butt showed the signs of the last spanking she'd given him, and he could still feel the burn a bit. But Mom didn't care that he was an adult now, or that she had just spanked his bare buttocks, or that he was Autistic. She knew all these things quite well, but was strict and responded to anything even slightly out of line in his behavior by getting out the strap and telling him to bare his bottom and bend over the spanking stool! And her idea of understanding Autism was acknowledging he was quirky, but she still thought that a lot of the things he assigned to his Autism were just things he needed a spanking for.
Daniel knew all this, but it didn't stop him from trying to get out of another painful discipline spanking by objecting that his struggles with executive function were Autism not disobedience so he really had meant to clean the dishes like she'd told him to, that he was an adult, that she had recently spanked his bottom anyway. Mom put her hand on her hip and said, "Daniel, quit acting like I don't know all that and put your hands on the spanking stool! You're autistic? Big deal, just means I'm spanking an autistic bottom! And don't whine about being an adult as long as you live in my house and eat my food, young man! And you can expect a second spanking for trying to get out of this one!"
Daniel gave up and bent over, putting his hands on the spanking stool and sticking his bottom out. Mom spanked his bare Autistic butt cheeks hard and fast with the strap. He squirmed and yelped, not feeling much like an adult, while being bent over like a little boy getting his bare buttocks spanked by his Mom. Just when his butt cheeks were throbbing and he didn't think he could take anymore she stopped. But then, after a pause, she said, "And this spanking is for your defiance!" Then she gave him a second spanking, just as hard and long, for having objected to his discipline. After disciplining her Autistic son, she put the strap on the flower hook on the wall behind them. Then she hugged him and kissed his forehead like she had for so many years after giving him discipline spankings.
Daniel cried and apologized for disobeying her; he still didn't like being spanked, especially with her knowing he was Autistic but spanking anyway. But he couldn't deny the relief he felt by someone else being in charge and making decisions for him. Maybe he'd have to marry a girl who spanked too.
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