How It Happened


by Johnb (Click for Author's Home Page)<Gipf@hotmail.com>

hi

ive talked a lot to some people and some of them know me and two of them are on this site.

I love the MMSA Stories site and I love the stories. I still dont know if spanking kids is right or wrong and I dont care any more. I can handle it now, but I know hitting kids is wrong and so is _s_e_x_ abuse.

I told me mate who posts here sometimes that I would like to write somthing for here, ive tried to do it a lot of times but here goes. Hes even written about me in his stories on this site a couple of times.

This is my one.

Your at your uncles and you have done something wrong, something that you know deserves punishment like you got out yuor head on glue coz it helps sometimes even though you know its not good for you, or your brothers been such a _f_u_c_k_ing twatt you just lost your temper an belted him. Maybe youve been done by the police for something or maybe youve skipped school or maybe he just says you got a bad attitude lately.

Anyway your there and you know why, its coz he wants to have a "talk with you man to man" about what you been doing. you know what the _f_u_c_k_ that means. You gone there even though you dont really have too. Everyone you ask says you dont have to go there if you dont want to. You guardian says if you dont want to go then dont go, she calls you by your nickname which is joejoes and hugs you and says she understands if you feel you should go but you dont have to. You ask your friends on the net if you should go and they just say well its up to you, you know you dont have to go. _f_u_c_k_ why did i come here, i didnt have to!

You know why you come here, its coz you lived here before and that was good, and you wanted to stay living here but you couldnt. You come here because you love you uncle a lot. Now your thinking all the bad things about your uncle, your thinking for _f_u_c_k_s sake hes too _f_u_c_k_ing strict, for _f_u_c_k_s sake why dont he leave me alone. But you know that you love him and respect him. A long time ago he was the only one who stood up for you and he was the only one who would even get into a fight to try and look after you, you respect him. You know hes strict and a complete wanker about punishments but you respect him and half believe what he says about sometimes it does you good. So thats why your here.

You talk to him about what you did, he listens to your side well, you hope hel let you off if you think you had a good reason. He talks about all those things, he says the usual dumb question "you think you need a spanking john" and like yeah _f_u_c_k_ off what you expect me to say! and he says "tell me why you dont deserve one" and after about half an hour you either win or you loose the argument.

If you loose then your over his knee, youve pulled them down and your waiting, no ones hit you, no ones shouted at you. Your scared but you know he aint gonna really hurt you or do things to you so your only scared because you know its going to hurt a lot but your not _f_u_c_k_in terrified. You know what your gonna get and its ok, itl hurt like _f_u_c_k_ but it wont be too bad, you know what youl get so you aint terrified.

About here is where good writers type "smack" and "owww" a lot and write about butts going red. Well skip that and say you get 15 and by then you start to cry, you cry because everyone says its only becasue you get emotional, bollocks your crying becasue it _f_u_c_k_in hurts, and yeah your emotional as well, and you feel like _s_h_i_t_ because your too old for this _s_h_i_t_ but hes doing it anyway and youve let him and you swear you wont let him again but you also swear you wont do drugs again or whatever.

You can tell he knows hes really hurtin your bum now, but he dont stop hes holding you down now which is what you hate, he does another 5 and there really hard ones so by now your really crying.

He stops and your playing with the fairies your outta it but hes holding you and stroking you and saying "shhh" "everythings ok johnny" and other things he always said. He said those things forever even when no one else in the world said them. He says how good you are and how he knows everything will be ok. Your saying sorry, and you really mean it. Your saying I wont do that again and you really mean it, at least your try not to do it again, hes saying he believe in you and he trusts you not to _f_u_c_k_ up again. Hes cuddling you its good. You like it. Your still crying a bit and you call him a wanker and he dont hit you for that he ignores it you say you hate him and you dont get hit for it he just cuddles you tighter. you say you hate your dad and he says "yes I know johnny" and you say you want your real dad and hes honest with you, he says "we dont know wear he is sunshine". you say everythings _f_u_c_k_ed up and he says "it aint johnny everythings gonna be ok" and you believe him.

Thats ok.

You feel good about things then, you go home and its kewl. Sometimes you really angry about it coz you just are and you dont talk to him for a few days but you always make up soon. its kewl.

Thats me uncle.

January, you went to your mum an dads house, you aint been there for a long time, not on your own. You go because you just want to see them and your brother. Your dad is a cunt and hes shouting at you strait away, you know you got a big mouth but you cant stop it and you tell him to go _f_u_c_k_ himself, next your on the floor and your guts just exploded. You cant breath and you cant remember what happened but you know he hit you. Hes walking towards you and you know hes gonna hit you some more.

It didnt happen because for once your mum stood up for you, shes standing on top of you and shes screaming at him to leave you alone. For once shes done that. You love her.

Thats me Mum.

Dad is diferrent, when you lived with him you got spankings, and you got a lot worse as well.

You think about it now, you think about it because it reminds you when your at your uncles flat how you feel scared because you know if you cant argue well enough then your gonna get spanked and its gonna hurt. But you remember when you lived at mum and dads, when you were waiting you wernt scared you were _f_u_c_k_iin terrified. you were prayin hed do it in your room, you really wanted to get it there even in front of your brother. you just wished more an anythin in the world he wouldnt take you to his room for it. if he did then it all happened. you remember once he was laying in to your ass bad nad you hit him back in the back and he let you go and you were up and you kicked him when he tried to grab you again, he kicked him as hard as you could and he punched you in the face and then you fell over, you lay on the floor and he knelt down next to your and punched you hard in the chest. You went to hospital for the first time. Now even 6 years later every six months or somthing they look at your ribs and sometimes they say they might have to break them again to re set them. You dont want them to do that. You cant even remember him hitting you properly. He always said it was an accident and for years you believed him. You still belive him even though you know its a lie.

You remember all the time he spanked you, how its diferrent, how you uncle spanks you and you cry and say "oww", but you remember when he did it you cried and you didnt say "oww" you were _f_u_c_k_in screaming. You remember your brother crying his eyes out because he heard you gettin it. you remember your brother being _s_h_i_t_ scared outta his skin when he was gonna get one, it was easier for you beacuse you hated the cunt but it was so unfair on your brother because he loves him.

You remember him hitting your bum again and again and again, and not stopping no matter how much you begged him too. he just hit you even harder. you remember him grabing your dick while he did it. you remember his hand on you and his finger.

you love MMSA Storiess stories a lot, but then you wrote this one now, and you say to anyone who thinks spankin is _s_e_x_y, you say well for real it aint is it?

John.

Dedicated to patrick, vincent an cal, sorry it wasnt how i wanted to write it.


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