I was 9 yrs old my mom was freshly a single mom, and she was having a tough time making it all work, I remember one night I yelled at her a slammed my room door, I listened as she was on speaker phone when I heard my grandma say " you need to pull his pants and underwear down and put him over your knees and spank him," the next day she informed me the next time I miss behave she was going to give me a spanking, my stomach sank, it was all good for a couple days until it happened I slammed my door and said this sucks!!!, my door flew open, my mom had a wooden hairbrush, she said " that's it it's time for a spanking " she marched me to the living room where a chair was ready," put your hands on your head" then she undid my pants pulled them to my ankles " step out" she threw them on the couch, next off came my underwear all the way," you will not talk to me like that!!" Then she placed me on her knees, and began spanking " smack!SMACK! From now on your getting spankings for misbehavior " now I was bawling pleading" your grounded for two days too" she finally stopped she took me to the corner and said " stand here and think" for the first time I was spanked in the corner really thinking about not being there...
