Old Southern Spanking For New Fancy Pants

by Michael Paine <Audiogenius@worldnet.att.net>

Summer time was when I sent Hobie and his friend Vince to Alabama to visit and stay with my cousin Tom, and Betsy. I thought the stay would do Hobie some good, and it would keep his mischievous friend Vince out of trouble. Vince is a cute Chinese boy that Hobie befriended at school and since Eric moved away, these 2 had been inseparable. So Vince's parents thought the trip would do him good too, and agreed to pay his way there, and whatever expenses Vince would incur there.

Incredible enough, upon their arrival to my cousin's house, the boys made it through the day without any problems. You see, their children are very well behaved and that is because good old fashion southern discipline is the rule. Tom favors the belt, and Betsy likes the wooden spoon, and switch when the seat of her children's "britches"/pants need warming. A maple hairbrush is also a popular one for lickings when the children need it. So on no uncertain terms, did she forget to let Vince and Hobie know that a licking was not out there reach either if they needed it. Hobie obediently, acknowledge Betsy with a respectful yes mam. Vince just nodded in agreement smiling the whole time. You see, Vince is a smart skateboarding baggy pant, t-shirt wearing punk of a kid, but he is really loyal to Hobie and would do anything to protect Hobie from harms way.

Aunt Betsy had told Vince to help clean up the mess in the living room with Hobie and her children, but was slow to react, so without another second to waste, Betsy grabbed Vince by the arm, bent him over the couch and lifted his t-shirt, and bared his baggy blue nylon "JNCO" jeans with the cool big pockets on the seat and gave him 20 quick rapid fire spanks to the seat of those cool pants.

Vince immediately protested with a Yeooww. Vince jumped up rubbing his spanked butt through his pants. Betsy said that he next time you need a licking it is going to be with the spoon, over your fancy britches, ya hear?? Vince shook his head yes and quickly said yes mam. So cleanup went without further incident. Hobie was not surprised because Vince is a troublemaker, but not to the point of hurting someone, but Vince just likes to push the boundaries too far.

The next day, all the kids went to the open summer classes. This was more of a fun time for the kids to do arts and crafts, play music, and do projects for the community, that sort of thing. The teacher there was a striking ringer for the Miss Ingles on "Little house on the Prairie" too. Apparently, this school system still uses spanking to control the "occasional" misbehaving children. Well this teacher only too well knew how to spank. Vince would find out what that would be like real soon. We were going to start our watercolor painting project for the summer game with the Hornets, another soccer team, and we needed banners.

No big deal Hobie thought. Easy as can be, Hobie thought. Hobie is quite the artist anyway. Vince on the other hand, is only artful at causing mischief, and now was no exception. Just as another kid behind him was starting his banner, Vince dumped black paint on his banner indiscriminately. The "Miss Ingles" teacher saw this immediately, and told Vince to go the corner. Vince was surprised, but the teacher was not having it, and repeated, "in the corner, NOW!!"

Her voice was strong and firm, but not screaming and yelling like you would think. So Vince walked past the teacher to the corner, and as he did, she grabbed his arm and gave the seat of those shiny blue pants a few well-placed hard smacks. The class laughed at this out loud, and Miss Ingles didn't mind that at all. Vince was embarrassed. He turned a nice shade of red on his face. With Vince in the corner, all progressed well with the banners. Now all done, and quite brightly colored, and sure to get the moral of the town behind the team. The teacher brought up the student that Vince poured the paint on his banner, and told Vince to apologize to him for doing that.

Vince still faced the corner and said no. The teacher was not happy with that response and swatted Vince's seat again, and repeated her demand of apology. Vince still said no. So without further ado, the "Miss Ingle's" teacher picked up a switch from the chalkboard tray and walked over to Vince and raised his t-shirt and bunched it in the waist of his pants, and asked one last time for him to apologize. He said "no way", and "eat me". So with that, she raised the switch and struck the shiny seat of the target of Vince's pants, covering both cheeks. Leaving a white chalk line behind on his pants. She struck him again and again, and again, stopping from time to time to see if Vince was ready to apologize. Vince now beginning to cry from the swipes of that devastating switch stubbornly still said no.

So his switching continued. You could see the white line marks the switch was leaving on the seat of Vince's pants. So you know he was getting those stripes on his butt too. Now crying openly now, Vince was ready to apologize, and he did sincerely to the boy that he ruined his banner. The teacher allowed the other boy to switch Vince's already well-flayed bottom 5 times. The boy switched Vince real hard and good, and this sent Vince screaming in pain.

This is the first time Hobie had ever seen his friend really whipped, spanked, or whatever. The cool sure of himself kid was now a sobbing, blubbering freshly and deservedly switched naughty boy. The teacher said his punishment was done and told Vince to return to his seat. Vince did and he was well behaved for the rest of the day at school.

We got home after summer class got out and we were playing outside, and Vince had joined in on our fun. Amazing how even after the licking he got, he still wanted to play. Well one of Betsy's sons, Michael, had some firecrackers, and soon they were all lighting them off near the log pile. How stupid could they be right?? Soon Betsy and Tom heard the pops and bangs of the firecrackers and soon saw what was going on. Immediately, the kids froze when they saw the parents now watching, and without further ado, he (Tom) told all the kids to march inside now. Hobie and the Tom's daughter and son went inside as told, but Vince was not going in at all. Well Tom was going in to deal with the other 3 naughty kids. Tom bent the 3 kids over the couch and took off his belt and like an assembly line, whipped all those naughty bottoms good. Their seats were on fire for sure. Pants or no pants, when Tom whips your but you feel it real well. Hobie with his thin nylon warm up pants had never felt such searing pain before. At least the other kids were in jeans. He thought they were having it easy. Boy was he wrong about that. After about 60 good whacks with the belt, it was time for naps for the 3 kids. They all obeyed without delay.

Vince was still outside with Betsy, and Betsy was going to give Vince a switching he will never forget. Oh no, not 2 switches in a row thought Vince. So he thought, I got to get away, but Betsy was too fast for him and grabbed his arm and pulled him over to a peach tree where she broke off a nice flexible branch to administer her punishment to this young naughty boy. The seat of his pants or as Betsy called them "fancy britches" will be on fire"....once again for Vince. So next Betsy pulled Vince over to a small pile of logs and bent him over, showing his shiny blue nylon pants bottom for her to switch. Betsy reared the switch over her head, and switched Vince's seat again and again. Vince was sure his butt would explode from the pain he was experiencing. Betsy switched his seat harder and harder. This caused shrieks of pain to come out of Vince. Vince was so loud in his screaming that the other kids woke, and looked out the window to see him getting switched.

Hobie once again saw his buddy get a switching on the seat of those cool pants, that gave Vince no protection against Betsy's punishing swipes. Finally it was over. And Betsy threw the switch down. Betsy lectured Vince a little more and then pulled him up from the pile of logs and escorted him into the house and helped clean him up. Vince was told to stand in the corner for 30 minutes and then his punishment would be over.

For the next 3 weeks, we all got a few spanks here and there, but amazingly after the 2 switches that Vince got, he behaved the best out of all of us. When Hobie and Vince came back home to our town. Vince's parents couldn't believe how well behaved he had been. Hobie never told me about the spankings he and Vince had gotten. I got this story from Betsy, who by the way is a close friend to the teacher, which switched Vince's behind so well. I am thinking of telling Vince's parents to start switching him when he is bad, and I just can't figure out when and how yet, at least until next time folks, be good. M. P.


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