I remember my first bare bottom spanking well, it was part of my original training. My father had decided it was time for me to feel real pain with my everyday humiliation. He called all the men into my room and he began to undress me. Exposing my flat chest and tiny hard nipples, I turned bright red all over as their eyes seemed to burn into me. Daddy pulled down my pants and panties, swatting at my little bald cunt as they fell to my ankles. I remember being scared, that fear is something that excites me now though. Because now I know what followed.
He pulled me down across his legs making sure my ass was prominent and the rest of me just hung upside down. Before I knew it his hand was smacking, again and again across my bare little ass. It went on for a long time no matter how much I cried and begged. Promising to be a good girl. The stinging became sharper each and every firm smack across my little butt. Every time I tried to look up at my brother and uncles watching they would only snicker at me. Complimenting my father on teaching me my place while I was young. I remember once it was over I couldn’t sit still it hurt so much, the marks became bruises over time. Daddy spent weeks making sure those bruises didn’t fade, not until he was satisfied I had learned to understand pain was part of my life now.
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