Overheard spankings

Fatherjim, a lovely memory to have indeed! Your a lucky man!

Having been born in and grown up in America I never received the cane as a kid! But a lady I know in England, where I now live, received the cane both at home and school and testifies to its effectiveness!

@ reader68,

I really was and still am a very lucky man!

In my teens I overheard my riding instructor hand-spanking her teen high school aged daughter up in her bedroom as I waited for my riding lesson! A few years later, while working on a very impressive property as a landscaper, I was enamored with the High School senior daughter of my employer. She would ride her horse around when I was working, and I would watch her bottom bounce up and down on that saddle. One afternoon I overheard my employer threaten to take down her pants and spank her with me watching. My heart almost stopped right that moment. Gawd, I loved that job!

Around the same time I actually witnessed my best friend's father take down his 16yo daughter's shorts for a sound hand-spanking in their breezeway (the area connecting the garage to the house). I was in the garage, and I don't think the father knew that. He spanked her for using his cloth he used to wipe his car (chamois?) on her dirty bike!

I've had several more that I'll share later if wanted.

Would love that fatherjim!

Woah!

When I was in 6th grade there was this loud whacking noise coming from above. The teacher commented " Hear that, someone's getting the Board of Education, I hope its not one of our boys". Meaning other 6th graders. The principal's office was directly above our classroom and sound travels down.
The female principal, a tough but fair one but who did not tolerate certain unacceptable behaviors had a Board of Education paddle. One time she assembled the entire school and paddled several boys in front of everyone. They had misbehaved at some school program where the public was invited to attend. Now that was over the top- of course all her paddlings were over clothing-but those boys were crying loudly!
The teacher's comment, automatically assuming it was a boy being paddled,calls to mind that I never heard of her paddling a girl, but would not say it never happened.
This was elementary school, grades 1-7. My school system did not use paddling at the high school level.

fatherjim, absolutely interested, keep them coming. BTW that 16 year old daughters hand spanking for using the chamois on her bike, I assume she had panties under her shorts. Something I sure would remember had I seen it.

I blundered into watching a friend of ours (I'll call him "W") getting belted by his father in our den while my dad walloped my brother upstairs. Our dads were stationed at the same military base for several years. Their son was my brother's age and their daughter was around my sister's age. A few years later they were passing through town and spent the night at our house.

They were 12-13 at the time and apparently got caught playing with his dad's lighter in our back yard setting stuff on fire. I'd gone out to the garage to get a coke from the fridge out there and missed the pair of them getting captured. I'd restocked the fridge because we were almost out of cold cokes (and beer) and then came back inside.

When I left everyone was in the den, which had 2 doorways (1 to the side hallway and the other to the kitchen). When I came back inside and then turned into the den from the hallway door, the only people still in the room were W and his dad. W's jeans were around his ankles and so were his hands, and his dad's belt was doubled over and whistling down towards his butt.

The crack! made me cringe and it wasn't my butt getting whacked. W yelled and pitched forward. But his dad just raised the belt again like a golf club and then blistered him again. He wasn't holding back a bit.

About that time I recognized the sounds of my dad yelling (I was standing right under my brother's bedroom at that moment), then a dull noise followed by my brother howling. At that point I put 2+2 and figured out that the geniuses had done something to get in trouble. I also figured I didn't want to get caught snooping with both dads already on the war path.

I found everyone else hanging out in the kitchen, trying to pretend we weren't hearing the stereo sound of 2 butts getting beaten, W in the next room (with the door closed) and then a fainter echo from upstairs. The girls gleefully informed me what I'd missed. His sister had spotted the flames and ratted them out; the dads had barrelled out the back door and dragged them inside to face their doom.

I know my brother got off (relatively) easier because our dad was like a firecracker; he'd explode and then he'd be done. So after maybe 3-4 whacks with plenty of yelling in between he'd gotten it out of his system and banished my brother to bed. Meanwhile, the show was still going on in the den. I don't know how many (if any) strokes W got before I blundered onto the scene, but I remember counting somewhere around 8-9 cracks (and thinking "thank god he's not our dad!").

W was hollering like crazy but both moms were acting like they weren't hearing what was happening 10 feet away. And then finally it was over. His dad led him out the side doorway I'd peeked through and we saw W for about 2 seconds as his dad marched him towards the stairs with his arm on his shoulder and chewing his ear. W's jeans were back up but I doubt he felt comfortable pulling them up over his butt.

Neither W nor my brother were seen again that night, although we heard plenty of grumbling from the dads along the lines of "what the hell did they think they were doing?" W was already bunking with my brother because he had a trundle bed so that made it easier to keep them in solitary confinement; the other 3 kids were warned to let them be. We weren't stupid and understood the implied "...or else!"

@reader68,

I am sorry I did not make it clear, but no, she was NOT wearing anything but a vertical smile! The poor girl, she got about 15 noisy and very heavy smacks. She was screeching. He then dragged her into the house and I made good my unnoticed exit! Believe it or not, I still know her and she is living with her mom in the same house where she was spanked all those years ago! Dad is long gone!!

Another overheard and partially witnessed spanking was of two high school girls, sisters, that got caught shoplifting at our small convenience store as I was shopping. Let me begin by stating that the woman who ran the place was big, I mean big. She supposedly beat up her husband who was over 6 ft and 300 pounds! She could out-cuss a sailor, but , down deep, really had a heart of gold. It was also rumored she was the daughter of a well-known mafiosa? Who knows!

This one afternoon, I heard the shop owner yelling to beat the band. The two sisters, one brunette, one blond, were crying and begging to be let go. The woman was having none of it and called their mother on the phone. I heard her tell their mom that she was going to down their panties and spank them soundly before sending them home and if she didn't like it, she could come up to the store and get "some of the same"!

Needless to say, mom was a no-show, so the store owner asked me to watch things and dragged the two outside. I saw the woman seat herself on the wooden plank that served as a bench out front of the store, and grabbed the older of the two girls, As promised, down came her pants, and panties, which I only knew because I could see them resting atop the downed jeans through a small area of the shop window where I could actually see. Believe me, for a young boy who had no sisters, seeing those white cotton panties was treat enough! My imagination, fueled by that sight, was on overdrive from that little tidbit, but today was going to be a feast!

With a hand the size of a ham, she gave the girl several dozen "meaty" whacks which I clearly heard over the squeals and screams of the older sister, then, set her on her feet and grabbed sister number two, who was evidently too scared to run off while her sister was getting shellacked. The same routine, and soon two sobbing girls were offering heartfelt, tearful apologies and were seen (by me) limping across the busy street to their home, their hands clutching their now clothed backsides as if trying, too late, to protect them from the pain!

I was both mortified and so excited, I quickly made my exit from the store, following them back to their home, which actually was right next door to the home described in the previous story! Both were across the street and a few houses up from mine!

Two more houses up that street lived a high school girl who was one more house up visiting the sister of my friend. We walked in to find that both girls had just been paddled and were currently signing his mother's paddle she used at Bible School on Sundays. It had a long list of names on the back and now had both female high school seniors' names on the list. I was so upset that we missed the festivities. The neighbor girl was actually still rubbing her bottom, but didn't look too upset! My friend, as younger brothers are oft to do, started teasing his sister, saying repeatedly, "Karen got a spankin, Karen got a spankin!" His Mom interjected, "Yes, sometimes a girl needs to be reminded she's not too big for a spanking! Right girls?"
They both colored visibly and replied, "Yes .maam!". and both quickly made their exit upstairs and away from us!

I have a few more anecdotes but no real "overheard" spankings, so I will leave those to another day!

Relatively new to posting in the forum but i have one to add here. I grew up in a small Canadian town in the spanking era. Spankings were common and often discussed. I started dating my wife in High School and knew that her parents spanked as she knew my parents did as well. Two occasions I was over at her house when her sister got a spanking. The first one when I was over for dinner and her sister was having an attitude and called her mother a "bitch". Her father immediately got up from the table and grabbed her by her arm and marched her into her room. Their house was a large bungalow and we were in the dining room. Well after a few minutes you could hear the sound of a bare bottom spanking and crying. Well I knew from my girlfriend that her father spanked over his knee with his hand always on the bare bum! Needless to say it was a long hard spanking and she stayed in her room for the rest of the night. My girlfriend just gave me a raised eyebrow.
The second one was a time I was over watching TV with and their mother and sister returned from shopping and you could tell the mother was not happy. She dragged her into their parents bedroom and gave her a spanking. My gf said that when her mother spanks it is always in the parents room with a hairbrush but still over the knee bare bum. I asked who spanks harder and she says "Oh Dad"!!
Now vice versa she was over at my house a few times where my brother was getting a spanking. I still tease my now SIL about those spankings I heard her get!!