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A lady came with her 8-year-old daughter. The little girl asked: “What’s happening?” Barbara explained: “Suzy’s learning what happens when she is naughty.” After the spanking, Caroline led Suzy back to the children’s clothes area. She found the same sales assistant: “Can we borrow your changing room?” The assistant assisted the 12-year-old and her fellow baby sitter. She noticed the redness on Suzy’s rear. It was Barbara who apologized for their lateness at lunch. She explained what had happened. Barbara’s voice was rather loud: “Because Suzy was being naughty, she needed a spanking. I helped Caroline take her back to the restroom, the bench was so convenient.” Jane Wood had been angry and disappointed with her elder daughter for some years. She felt the 35-year-old needed taking down a peg or ten. She therefore beamed as she said: “Well done, Caroline, you clearly know how to deal with Suzy when she is naughty.” Jane explained that, as Caroline would be looking after Suzy most of time, (Mrs Wood worked very long hours) she would choose Suzy’s non-school clothes. They did not find what they wanted in the size of the five-foot one adult. Barbara had joined them. She had a suggestion: “You pick some stuff sized for a little girl, then we could buy material and my mom could sew it. She makes her living as a seamstress you know.” After the sample clothes and materials were purchased, Suzy was walked to a hairdresser. Caroline’s hairstyle was also to be changed. Caroline’s hair was put into a bun style which gave an impression of extra height. Suzy’s was put into pig tails, with adorable little pink and white ribbon bows. Almost throughout the shopping trip Suzy found that she had her mom or a ‘babysitter’ holding her hand. She felt ridiculous as they waited 40 minutes for the bus home. Also, her childish jumper dress and her ankle socks gave her little protection against the cold with that October Saturday. On Sunday Caroline walked Suzy to Barbara’s home. It was nearly two miles. Caroline was wearing rather tall heals. Suzy was in buckle up childish shoes.  Caroline looked both a lot taller and older than her adult sister. Angela Johnson, Barbara’s Mom, was a huge lady. She was quite busy. She agreed to measure the short 35-year-old. She had a suggestion: “You remember the special bras you had when you were nine, I think they’re still in my closet. They would suit this young lady very well.” Barbara’s breast has started to erupt at an uncomfortably early age one summer. In order to help her avoid bad comments (from boys and girls) Barbara’s training bras had been replaced by specially designed – push down- bras. Actually, Suzy’s natural endowments were modest. With the help of the bra, she was fitted with she realized that her chest would not stand out in the 5th, or indeed 4th grade. Caroline and Barbara babysat not only Suzy but also Barbara’s 8-year-old sister Daisy. As it happened Daisy loved playing with Barbie dolls. “This is ridiculous, I’m far too old to have anything to do with playing with dolls.” Barbara commented: “I think Suzy’s disobeying her babysitter. This will not do. I think I need to see you in my room.” By this time Barbara was 14. Still, it was humiliating for the adult to submit to what she had to submit to. Barbara was very athletic. Caroline and Daisy heard her cries. Suzy was still very tearful when she was walked back. The spanking had lasted less than a minute, but it was enough to persuade her to try to be very enthusiastic in joining Daisy in playing with Barbies. Over lunch Suzy’s humiliation was increased: “Daisy is such a good girl that we rarely need to spank her. Because she is such a little girl, I never use a hairbrush and never take her panties down. But you see although Suzy’s behaviour is very childish, she is really a big girl. She really needs proper punishments. So, I pulled down her panties and hit her with the hairbrush.” Daisy commented: “I’d have LOVED to watch.” Angela surprised everyone: “Well, if Suzy’s naughty again- I think it would do no harm at all for Daisy to watch.” ******** Nobody had called the 35-year-old former inspector Miss Wood since her return to school.  From the day she ran away from school she stopped being Susannah. From now on she was Suzy or ‘little Suzy’. Susannah had thought that her month in 6th grade was the ultimate in humiliation, even before her first spanking. She had shared the shame with about 10 other adults. The chairs had been supplied were indeed suitable for adults. She soon found she was wrong. 5th grade was different. Firstly, Suzy was the only person over 12 in the class. Also, her chair was identical to the one used by Holly who sat next to her. Holly was a smart 9-year-old who had skipped a grade. The fifth grade was taught by Frank Brewster. He was unusual in being a guy teaching an elementary school class. He was a very gentle person. Miss Wood had criticized him for being too lax. A few times in class Suzy forgot who she was and talked to “Frank” about the way he was not keeping boys in line. The rules of the school said that male teachers were the only ones allowed to hit naughty boys and females had to deal with naughty girls who needed discipline. Frank had managed neither to hit any boy nor send any girl to be punished. One Friday afternoon, however, Principal Nancy Watson saw and heard something. A boy had thrown a paper airplane across the room. Suzy (as sometimes happened) forgot herself and said: “Frank, if you were a real man, you’d be paddling Peter with the hairbrush!” Suzy had quite forgotten the incident. She spent the weekend, like so many others, being supervised by Caroline. Her 12-year-old sister now insisted that Suzy not watch any shows unsuitable for children over 10. In addition, she was to be in bed by half past eight on Fridays and Saturdays and half past seven on school nights. On Monday morning Suzy returned to school. She was surprised to see Principal Watson come to her class. There was a chat between the principal and Mr Brewster. Just after the register the principal addressed the 5th grade class: “As you know you are going to be doing Phys ed now. I am afraid that the girls’ class may be delayed a bit. Ms Patterson will be dealing with the difficult attitude and disrespectful mouth of one of the students here…” Suzy had never ever liked physical education. She hated that she would be seen by all the other girls both in the shower and in rather unflattering clothing. However as soon as she was ready for the ordeal of playing field hockey, she faced another one. The very tall, very strong Phys ed teacher addressed the class: “Suzy here has been very disruptive and disrespectful in class. She needs to learn that this is not acceptable. A certain school inspector used to say ‘Disruptive pupils need to be spanked.’ Suzy, do you need to be spanked?” The 35-year-old was horrified to hear her words coming back to her: “I, err, s’pos so…” Ms Maeve Patterson wanted to rub in the humiliation. “I think that naughty little girls should ask politely for what they need. I also think that a curtsey would not go amiss. Perhaps if Suzy is polite, I might be more lenient.” Suzy was near to tears. Ms Patterson was sitting on a bench. 17 young girls were watching. She managed a very unimpressive curtsy and the words: “I was naughty, please spank me…” Suzy was near to tears when she made the request. Ms Patterson used her full strength on the delinquent 35-year-old. Given her own stature she realized that the over knees position did not look at all inappropriate for the diminutive former senior government official. Suzy did make efforts to protect her bottom but the strong lady had no problem holding both her wrists with one hand whilst blasting her rear with the other… WHAP, WHAP Suzy caught a glimpse of a clock at 9.16am and 7 seconds. In seconds she was bawling like a baby and kicking like a four-year-old spanking victim. When she was finally let off the athlete’s lap it was 9.34 and 22 seconds. The spanking did not excuse Suzy from the games in the cold, damp field. The discomfort of the conditions was amplified by the pain in her rear area. Oh, and she got lots of comments from very amused little girls. At last games practice was over. Suzy felt her ordeal was finished. She was wrong. “Suzy, we need to deal with your mouth. Please make sure this wash cloth is very soapy, then curtsy and ask for a mouth wash.” There were lots of giggles. Maeve Patterson spent some time making sure that every square millimetre of the inside of Suzy mouth was thoroughly soaped. This was the only spanking Suzy had at school during her month in 5th grade.  However, both Barbara and Caroline found several occasions to have the 35-year-old across their laps. When it happened at Barbara’s, as was often the case, little Daisy was able to watch. Both Barbara and Caroline made sure that there was old fashioned and strong-tasting bar soap in their bathrooms as well as old-fashioned washcloths.  Suzy had been very tense as her exam approached. She had a smart mouth that Thursday night. So, Caroline made sure to totally soap it before sending her to bed without supper. The stress she felt that morning did not help her performance Suzy made lots of mistakes. She also tried to write to fast and this caused her to be marked down. ******** From the middle of November Suzy was in 4th grade. It was a relief that there would be no further tests until February. At least she could not go down any further grades. On the other hand, Daisy had worked very hard. Barbara’s 8-year-old ‘baby sister’ joined the 35-year-old in the 4th grade class. Roberta Jackson had been very much liked by the inspector. She had quite often called girls into her office. She had also sent most boys in the class to Mr Williams, who handled ‘discipline’ for elementary school boys. On her second day in 4th grade Suzy had been late to class after lunch. At the end of the school day Roberta called the 35-year-old into her room. Any other time in her life this would have been a dreadful unforgettable experience. It is not normal for a 35-year-old lady to place herself across the lap of a 28-year-old teacher and submit to a spanking. As it was Suzy was incredibly relieved for two reasons. Firstly, Roberta (used as she was to dealing with 9- and 10-year-olds) only used her hand on Suzy bum. Secondly, her thin skirt and cotton panties were left in place. They slightly reduced her pain and greatly reduced her humiliation, especially as the spanking was in private. However, that evening Barbara and Angela visited as well as Daisy. Daisy had talked to her great aunt. Back in the bad old days in Georgia her great aunt’s mother had always spanked her after a paddling in school. Daisy also explained how mild she had heard Ms Jackson’s spankings were. Jane Wood had been very disappointed by her eldest daughter. She had not believed in spanking children. Of course, Suzy was not strictly a child. And so it was that Suzy submitted to her first ever maternal spanking. It was very long. It was very painful and very humiliating.  Jane cooked Suzy’s favourite food, but Suzy spent dinner standing in a corner holding up the skirt of her jumper dress with her cotton panties around her ankles. Daisy had a question: “Can Suzy just keep going down a grade every test. I mean there are only so many grades.” Caroline made a comment she expected to humiliate her adult sister: “It’s alright Suzy, I promise we won’t let you end up in disposable diapers.” Suzy was relieved, humiliated at the same time. The idea was shocking. Angela Johnson noted exactly what her friend’s daughter had promised. ******** Barbara and Caroline spent the next few months of their time, when not at school, babysitting both Suzy and Daisy. They were treated similarly. However, Daisy rarely deserved a spanking, and never got one on her bare rear. Angela and her children stayed with Suzy’s family at Christmas. Little Daisy got some quite grown-up books on December 25th. Suzy’s gifts included a teddy bear, three Barbies, a Betsey Wetsy doll and three sets of footed pink pyjamas with pictures of elephants, ducks and rabbits on them and with drop seats. The ‘jammies were considered very practical by Caroline. It meant that Suzy could be ready for bed by 6pm and that there would be no difficulty when Suzy needed to have her bottom reddened with a hairbrush. Suzy did not get many spankings at school but she still hated the experience. She had never found reading out loud easy. This was a big part of Maeve Patterson’s teaching approach. The teacher noticed how much the former bullying inspector struggled with this particular childish activity. For that reason, Suzy often had to read. She made lots of mistakes. The other kids giggled at the adult’s repeated failures.

Since I am going to a Glam/Hair Metal concert tonight, I Thought I would post a song by a Glam/Hair Metal band. In this case Decadence Dance by Extreme.  

Ahhh, my first beloved encounter happened at a very tender age.  Maybe 5 years old??? I was deep in our toy closet under the farmhouse steps when I found the last several diapers, left over from my little brother who was recently potty trained.  They called out to me whenever I went into the closet until one day, I could no longer resist and I put one on.  I'm not sure what possessed me, perhaps it was longing for the care and attention I got from my otherwise unaffectionate mom when I myself needed diapers.  At first, I'd just put them on and simply appreciate the hugs provided by the padding.  Whatever the reason(s), I returned to them whenever I thought it was safe to do so.  Eventually curiousity suggested I use one like I was supposed to but at that young age, I didn't know how to cover my tracks very well.  Not able to calculate a way to dispose of it (I love in the country without a garbage service)  I just hid it even deeper in the closet until you guessed it, I was confronted by that chilly parent, harshly scoulded and shamed.  I can only imagine how that probably reinforced my desire for the morsel of warmth I got from the diapers.  Diapers have never stopped loving me nor I them.  To this day, decades later, I am still drawn to them and still, I don't fully understand why.

It depends on how wet or how thick the diaper is.