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Punishment was different when I was growing up
Part 1

by CfnmFan

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Copyright on this story text belongs at all times to the original author only, whether stated explicitly in the text or not. The original date of posting to the MMSA was: 18 Sep 2017

Things were different when I was growing up. When a boy acted up or did something wrong, he got punished. He didn’t get time out or have cell phone privileges taken away like modern day, he got a good old fashion whipping from your parents. Even the public school system could paddle kids (this is absolutely true!). I remember a kid in 5th grade stole money from a girl. The principal brought the boy into the classroom of the girl. The principal told the boy to touch his toes and he was paddled in front of the entire class.

The worst, most humiliating, ass whooping I remember happened to a friend of mine when we were 15 years old, in 9th grade. My best friend was a guy named Terry Wagner. Terry and I were total opposites. He was outgoing, class clown, and always getting into trouble. I was the silent sidekick. I observed his craziness and laughed at the trouble he would get himself into. I was the goodie goodie as his mom would always tell Terry to be more like me.

Terry had a younger brother, John. Terry and John were alike in personality but not in looks. Terry was blonde, tall, athletic, and very good looking. He was a rising star baseball player for the school. He had all the girls in the 9th grade looking at him. John was a year younger, shorter, dark hair, and more on the stocky side. They both loved to be the center of attention and were both very mischievous. They got into a lot of trouble in school and at home.

Terry always wanted to have fun thus getting into trouble. Sometimes it was small stuff, like throwing a ball in the house and breaking a vase. He might get restriction or have to pay for the broken vase. Then there were the times when they did something major, like one time, we were playing football in the house. Terry tackled John and they both went into the wall and damaged the drywall. There was a huge hole in the wall.

When Terry’s parents got home from work and saw the hole in the wall, they were furious. They barged into Terry’s room, where Terry, John, and I were hanging out, and told the two of them to stand up. Mr. Wagner told them to strip naked and he gave them a whipping with a belt. I watched in fear of Mr. Wagner as he was a very intimidating man. He was 6-3, large frame, with a bad temper. Actually Mrs. Wagner scared me too.

Back then, it was not thought of to be child abuse to spank with a belt or wooden spoon. If you did something wrong, you got a beating. Many times the beatings came in front of family or friends. It was not unusual for Terry’s parents to make them strip and spank them in front of their guy friends. I remember 5 or 6 times that I witnessed their bare asses getting whipped as they witness my ass getting whipped.

One summer day, Terry and John were playing with their dad’s golf clubs, which they were not allowed to touch his very expensive clubs. They were seeing who could get the golf ball the closest to the clothes line. Terry hit the ball too hard and it went through the neighbor’s window. Later that afternoon, the neighbor, Mrs. Garvey, came over and asked Mr. and Mrs. Wagner if Terry and John knew anything about it. They lied and said they didn’t know anything.

A short while later, a bunch of us were hanging out in their backyard. We hung out in Terry’s back yard a lot, mostly because parents didn’t want Terry in their yard. It was Terry, John, 2 other friends of ours, Joey and Steve, and 3 neighborhood girls, Deanna, Michelle and Marcia and me. We had just gotten some ice cream and were hanging out sitting around their picnic table.

Mr. Wagner inspected his golf clubs and noticed that the clubs were not put away properly as the covers were not put back on the correct clubs. Mr. Wagner walked out back and confronted Terry and John. Terry and John said they were not playing with his clubs and didn’t know how the wrong covers got put on the clubs.

His father was furious. He knew they were lying but didn’t know how to prove it. Mrs. Wagner came out to calm him down her husband. Just then, Mr. and Mrs. Garvey, the neighbors, walked over and started talking with the Wagners. After a brief conversation, Mr. Wagner approached our group of 8 kids.

Do any of you know how Mr. and Mrs. Garvey’s window got busted? asked Mr. Wagner. His face was beet red and veins were bulging from his neck and forehead. My heart was pounding with fear. I knew how bad his temper was. Terry and John should just confess now and maybe their punishment would only be to pay for the broken window. But no, they continue to play innocent.

Dad, we told you, we don’t know how their window got busted. We weren’t even around the house today. explained Terry. Terry was a good liar. He face was sad, like he was upset he dad didn’t believe him.

Then how do you explain this? Mr. Wagner said as he held up a golf ball with his company’s name imprinted on it. The Garveys found this ball in their house in the room where the window was broken. His eyes were shooting fire and his hands were shaking as he held up the golf ball to show his boys.

Terry’s face was emotionless. You could tell he was thinking how he could get out of this predicament. Terry could talk his way out of any situation as he has done it many times before. For the many times he has been caught and punished, he has lied and talked his way out of blame.

Dad, your golf balls are all over the yard. Any kid could have picked up that golf ball and threw it through the Garveys’ window. explained Terry, his face still unfazed by the situation.

I just got these golf balls yesterday as I am in a company golf tournament tomorrow. I just took them out of the box and put them in my bag last night, smartass. Mr. Wagner refuted. His empty hand was gripped in a tight fist.

Realizing he got himself into a jam, Terry quickly replied Ok, we did take the golf balls out of the bag and we must have left one out in the yard.

Mrs. Wagner lost her composure and screamed Terry, just stop lying! Admit you broke the window. When are you going to learn responsibility for your actions? She was furious but had tears in her eyes like she didn’t know how to teach her kids right from wrong.

Terry broke as he saw how upset his mom was. Ok, ok, we broke their window. We were playing golf in the yard and hit the ball through the Garveys’ window. There was dead silence, nobody said anything. The neighborhood kids just held their breath knowing something bad was going to happen. We either looked away or looked down at the ground. We didn’t want to make eye contact with Terry and John’s parents. The Garveys took a couple steps away, almost wanting to go home, not wanting to see what is coming next. Mr. and Mrs. Wagner just stared at their boys, there was anger, disappointment, and frustration in their expressions.

John broke the silence by giving details, It was Terry that broke the window. He hit the ball.

What are we going to do with you boys? said Mrs. Wagner as she threw up her hands. I don’t know. We have tried everything but you continue to get into trouble and then lie to our faces. This is the third broken window we have to pay for. This bad behavior has been going on for years and nothing gets better. I don’t know. I really don’t know.

I have never seen his parents this mad. Mrs. Wagner is usually very calm but she is so upset she is rambling on, screaming at the top of her lungs. Mr. Wagner hasn’t said a word. He is just staring at Terry and John with a look a pure anger on his face. He finally breaks his silence and says Mary, get me the paddle!

I had a feeling that was going to happen. Playing with their father’s golf clubs, breaking a window and then lying about it is about as bad as you can get. What normally happens next is they will send the neighborhood kids home and Terry and John will get their whipping but this time it was different.

Get your clothes off and get ready for your paddling! roared their father.

Terry and John let out a big sigh as they knew their butts were going to be blistered by their father. They started to remove their shirts, waiting for their father to make the next announcement for the kids to go home. The Garveys turned and tried to sneak away to go home but Mr. Wagner, without turning his head, kept his stare at his kids, said Bob and Lois, you stay! The Garveys stopped dead in their tracks, fearing Mr. Wagner’s anger. Terry and John stopped undressing.

Dad, can we do this inside? John said as his voice trembled as he spoke.

NO, we are going to do this right here! Mr. Wagner demanded.

Terry and John’s face turned from fear of the beating to terror of being humiliated in public. I thought to myself, if he is going to paddle them in front of everyone, he wouldn’t make them strip naked. I think John and Terry thought the same thing. The neighborhood girls saw Terry get paddled once in school for stealing a book from the library. He was paddled in front of his classmates but it was through his pants.

The boys stood there bare chested waiting for their mom to return with the paddle. I said get your clothes off! yelled Mr. Wagner never taking his eyes off his two boys.

But dad, can’t you paddle us with our shorts on? There are girls here. petitioned Terry.

Well, you should have thought of that before you lied to us. replied Mr. Wagner.

Terry and John unbuttoned their shorts as you could see their hands shaking. At this point, I’m still thinking he will paddle them in their underwear. The humiliation of standing in your underwear, in front of your neighbors and friends including 3 girls from your class, was going to be overwhelming. Mrs. Wagner returned from the house with the wooden paddle. Her face went from anger to astonishment as she viewed her 14 and 15 year old boys removing their shorts in front of everybody. She didn’t say a word as she handed the paddle to her husband.

Both Terry and John removed their shoes and then their shorts. Both boys had on white briefs. That is what kids wore back then – white fruit of the loom briefs – or as they were commonly known tighty whities. The girls watched in amazement that they were viewing their friend and classmate in their underwear. They didn’t move, they just stared at the near naked boys. The brothers were facing away from us. From the tight fitting white underwear, you could see the shape of the boys’ butts. I know the girls wish the boys would turn around so they could see their bulges.

The boys stood at attention in front of their father and mother. Their father was like in a trance, just staring them down. The boys’ hands were shaking in nervousness of the event that is to follow, the paddling in front of everyone. It was so quiet, it was eerie. You could hear John sniffle like he was holding back tears. Then the words that Terry and John never wanted to hear. I said GET YOUR CLOTHES OFF! hollered Mr. Wagner.

I couldn’t believe my ears. He was going to make them strip completely naked in front of the girls and Mrs. Garvey. The girls gasped and covered their mouths. They couldn’t believe they were going to witness this public humiliation. When the boys got spanked, the girls would always get sent home first. They were actually going to see the boys naked. They were excited, yet horrified that Mr. Wagner is mean enough to do this.

What? Dad, no. Please don’t make us do this! whined Terry. Please, can we do this inside, please?

No, we will do this right here. I think the Garveys have the right to see you punished for what you did. proclaimed Mr. Wagner.

Dad, no. Please, not in front of our friends. John pleaded as he tried holding back his tears.

Well, nothing else has worked with you boys. yelled Mrs. Wagner, who spoke for the first time since her first outburst. Maybe some public shame will sink into your heads and you will remember this the next time you think about getting into trouble.

No. Please. This is embarrassing enough. added Terry, trying to talk his parents out of humiliating them. We are in our underwear in front of everyone. Please no.

I felt sorry for John and Terry. They are standing in their tiny white briefs, holding back tears, in front of everyone pleading with their parents not to make them strip. More sniffles and whimpers as they held back tears, knowing soon, they will be standing completely naked in front of their lady neighbor and 3 girls from school. I know I was uncomfortable. I wanted to go home and not witness this humiliating punishment. The girls wanted to stay to see their friends’ naked boy body. None of the girls have ever seen a naked boy yet. Michelle was particularly interested in seeing Terry naked as she has had a crush on him for years.

I’m going to ask one more time or I will remove your underwear for you. demanded Mr. Wagner.

John tried to hold it in but he started crying. He was making the sobbing noises and his shoulders were shaking up and down. Terry stared off into space, realizing that his biggest fear was about to become a reality. You know that dream where you are naked in front of the classroom. That was going to be true for the brothers. The boys know they have lost their fight. They both reached into their waistband and started to pull down their underwear. They gave one more last plea but their father yelled NOW!

Facing away from the neighborhood kids, the boys pulled off their underwear with one hand and covered their dicks with the other hand. They kicked their underwear off to the side, exposing their butts to the crowd of neighborhood kids. The girls let out another gasp as they viewed their friends’ naked butts for the first time. Terry and John were tan, so their pale white butts stood out. Terry has played sports all his life so his butt had a nice shape, small, tight, and round. John’s has a bigger body frame so his butt was slightly bigger than Terry’s. The girls started to giggle to their selves.

The Garveys were standing off to the side of Mr. and Mrs. Wagner so they were viewing the boys from the front. Terry and John stood there with both hands covering their fronts. Their faces were bright red, Terry from embarrassment and John from crying.

I don’t know how to get through those thick heads of you boys. You think you can do whatever you want without consequence. I am going to teach you humility. said Mr. Wagner. Now, you owe Mr. and Mrs. Garvey an apology. Put your hands on your heads and go apologize. John let out another loud sob and pleaded for his dad not to make them show their penises in front of the neighbors. His dad denied his plea.

John is crying uncontrollably now. Terry is in control but tears are in his eyes. The boys put their hands on their heads and walked over to Mr. and Mrs. Garvey. The girls watch Terry and John’s butts as they walk. The girls lean towards the left trying to get a view of their fronts.

Mrs. Garvey has a devilish grin on her face. The boys have caused her a lot of problems. She is constantly complaining the boys. I couldn’t hear what the brothers said. I could only hear John continue to cry uncontrollably. Mrs. Garvey stared at the naked boys’ bodies. It was a humiliating site to see two teenage boys standing naked in front of grown adults with their hands on their heads. Mr. Garvey was stone-faced as Mrs. Garvey lectured the naked lads. It was like Mr. Garvey knew the embarrassment the boys were feeling and wanted to free them yet Mrs. Garvey wanted to continue the humiliation and make the boys stand naked in front of her for as long as possible.

The boys brought their hands down from their heads and covered their fronts as they walked back to stand in front of their parents. John’s face was still bright red. Deanna, who is in John’s grade, was enjoying this as she is a spectator to her classmates’ humiliation. Thank heavens for John and Terry that cell phones with cameras were not invented yet so the girls could not take pictures of this and share with their friends.

Ok, boys. There is one more apology you need to give. announced their father.

Terry started Mom and Dad, we are sorry for... as Mr. Wagner stopped him. It’s not us you need to apologize to.

The boys looked confused. They looked at each other for the right answer. You need to apologize to your friends. stated Mr. Wagner. I could not believe what I just heard. Is he going to make them stand buck naked in front of the neighborhood girls and apologize? The girls are going to see them completely naked now. I heard Michelle say oh my god excitedly thinking she is going to see Terry’s dick.

A scream of NO was heard as John couldn’t stand the thought of what his father is making him do. John tried to run but his father grabbed his arm. No, please, dad, don’t. John cried as he started to throw a small tantrum, bouncing up and down. The girls chuckled at John as his bouncing made his butt cheeks jiggle. His dad never blinked nor replied, John tried to plead with his mom. Mom, please don’t! Please don’t let dad do this!

Their mom stood her ground and agreed with her husband You two boys think you are such big shots in front of your friends. You always need to be center of attention thus getting yourselves into trouble. Your father is right. You need to be taken down a couple of pegs and taught humility.
Boys, put your hands on your heads. Turn around and apologize to your friends. instructed Mr. Wagner. I can’t believe this is happening. I was in complete shock that parents would be so cruel to humiliate their kids like this. I know Terry and John are always in trouble but this is taking it too far. Will the boys actually turn around?

John’s crying was out of control to the point he was almost hyperventilating. It is embarrassing enough to be 14 years old and cry in front of your friends. But it is even WORSE when you are 14 years old and cry in front of your friends AND are naked. Mr. Wagner says to John, John, get yourself together now. It is time to pay for your actions. John tried hard to stop crying. Ok, boys turn around. commanded their father.

The boys once again put their hands on their head and slowly started to turn around to face the audience of six neighborhood kids naked. They shuffled their f