Sometimes boys are bad on purpose because they know daddy will take care of them!


I’m getting tired of your excuses, I guess that whuppin I gave you the other night didn’t get my point across so I guess I’ll have to double my efforts! Get those pants and draws off now and get your behind over the bed. I was still pretty sweaty from the run home….I was having some trouble getting my stuff off….Hurry up boy my dad yelled! I got everything off except my underwear and t shirt. I look at him for a second for some chance that I could leave my draws on but as soon as we made eye contact I knew the answer….I didn’t want this to be any worse than it already was so I peeled my draws down off my sweaty backside and crawled
onto the bed face down. I’ve been it this position many times before and I never get used to it! I felt the cool night air going across my naked butt. I turned to see what my dad was doing…..and as soon as I looked I felt the first hit! Thwap! Ahhh….my ass was still sore from the ass whuppin I took two days ago so this one already felt like I had already taken 50 hits! Thwap Whack Smack…Aww…dad please….Whap! Whap! Whap! I grabbed onto the headboard so I wouldn’t reach back to cover myself….he once whupped my butt three days in a row to teach me not to try and cover up…It worked! Thwack, Thwack, Thwack! Ahhh…Please no more…I’m sorry I was late daddy…..Please! I might as well have been talking to the wall because he wasn’t slowing down at all….if anything he was speeding up! I could feel tears welling up and the real crying was gonna be starting soon! Whap! Whap! Whap! AHw…….god pleas stop dad…..I was kicking and moving all over my bed….my ass was on fire….I didn’t know how I was gonna sit in school this week….or next! Thwap, Thwap, Thwap! Real tears were falling now I was crying pretty hard now…I had my face in the pillow so at least to save some dignity….But I guess when a boy is getting a bare ass butt whupping he can only have so much dignity anyhow! WHaaaaa….dad Pleeese….I’m sorry..! He stopped …I was hoping that was it I was hurting so badly…I couldn't even feel my ass any more….I knew it was swollen pretty good. Troy? Yes Sir? I replied in a crying voice.
This is normally when I would stop. But since yo can’t seem to get it through your thick head what time you should be home I’m gonna give yo another lesson. I started shaking and crying again…daddy please no more I Won’t be late again I promise. I know Troy. ….I’ve heard it all before! He grabbed my wrist and pulled me up off the bed and pulled me down across his lap on the bed. I couldn’t believe it, he hasn’t spanked me like this in years. I turned my head and saw that damn solid wooden hairbrush in his hand….he used that on me a lot growing up. Where the hell did that come from I asked myself? I was actually glad when he started using the strap if you can believe that! Dad no….not the brush…..Tears were still pouring down my face….Troy I’m gonna finish you whuppin with this brush….If you have a problem with it we can do this again tomorrow…your call? I rolled over on my dad’s lap and stuck my butt up for it! I just wanna get it over with…Whap Whap Whap! My ass was so sensitive by this point I couldn’t help but scream….I thought the neighbors would come running! Owwww….whhaa….dad whap, whap!!! He started working the thighs now…..that really got me jumping…..Whap, Whap, Whap! Whap, Whap, Whap….He kept spanking my butt for quite awhile and when he was done he had me stand in front of him while he read me the riot act. I was rubbing my ass the whole time he was talking! When he left I laid down on my bed and cried myself to sleep. I was never gonna be late again. At least not any time soon!

all the other spanko’s out there. I’m a 40 year old Black male…divorced with two boys, both of which are in college. I was always interested in spanking and when the Internet exploded I found out that I wasn’t the only one. I was never interested in meeting anyone or anything like that…I just enjoyed talking about spanking…..that is until one day a IM (Instant Message) popped up on my screen with the name Kdogg22…I was surprise at first Because most of the men I chat with are usually Caucasian but this definitely felt like a brutha. Hmmm….I was curious and said hi back.
I made my way to the food court and sat down. I was a little early so I just watched the people walking by and trying to figure out what I was going to say to Kevin when we met. Well I didn’t have to wait long …when I looked up I saw this young thugged out looking brother coming toward me…..I stood up and asked if he was Kevin, even though he had a jacket that said K–Dogg in big letters across the front of it! Yeah he said real quietly and he asked if I was Duane? Yep….I was looking him over pretty good as I’m sure he was doing the same to me….He was pretty solid ..about 6’ muscular and he had tattoos on what could see of his skin….some of which I’m sure he got in prison. I was a little larger than he was so I figured if I had to get rough I could handle it but I didn’t think that would be necessary with him….even though everything about him said thug I could tell from his eyes and his voice he was just a lost kid that need some help. Soooo…I know this is a little strange for both of us so is there anything you wanna ask me Kevin? He looked around I’m guessing to make sure nobody could hear us but we were in a empty area…..So where are we gonna do dis man? Well if your ok with it we can go to my place and take care of business there ok? He was having a tough time looking at me and I sensed he might be having second thoughts.
Hey Kevin….you know it’s not to late you know…If you don’t want to do this we both can just leave right now. He finally looked at me as if I pushed some kind of dare button…No man I’m ok….Lets go. Ok I said…..I live just outside town…you can follow me if you like or we can go together? I…I’ll follow you he said.
Ok Kevin here are the rules….all punishments are given bare butt, You will stay in position until were finished. I don’t count strokes I just spank until I fell that it’s enough. I will use my hand or the hair brush. I also have a razor strap I used to use on my boys when they really screwed up. I looked at him and I knew that look…his head was spinning but before he could say anything I told him to strip. Strip? he said…can’t I just pull my pants down dog? No I told him…and another thing….when were here and your being punished you address me as Mr. Thomas or Sir….And it’s yes Sir or No Sir…Understand?
As he was stripping I continued to let him know that this was to make him a better person and I only want to help him. As I watched him he indeed did have quite a few tattoos and he was well built….he turned around to lay his clothes and I got a good look at his butt. He had a real spankable behind on him and I was ready to spank it good.
couches I had down there and motioned for him to lay across my lap. I could tell he was pretty nervous about that but I grabbed his wrist and pulled him down. His upper body was on the couch and I rested my hand on his behind. It was a very firm smooth ass and It was perfect for spanking! I raised my hand and brought it down forcefully on his ass..Smack! He jumped but made no noise. Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Spank, Smack, Smack, Spank, Smack….He was squirming a little bit and had his face down in the cushions. I didn’t know if it was starting to get to him or if he was just embarassed to be in this position getting spanked. I kept on spanking him increasing the spanking harder and harder Smack, Smack, Spank, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Spank, Smack….I started hearing some groaning and a few grunts so I figured his bottom was getting a little tender! Spank, Smack, Smack, Spank, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack….Ahhh….damn…..Kevin….NO swearing or your
punishment will be even longer do you understand….Yes sir he replied…..Ahhh!! Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack….His legs were really starting to kick and he was squirming pretty good and my hand was starting to hurt so at that point I stopped and told him to stand up. He quickly got up thinking it was over I’m sure and started to rub his behind…Hold on there Kevin I said. No rubbing until I tell you….Hands behind your head…I’ll be right back. I went into the Bathroom and retrieved a pretty hefty hairbrush I had put there just for this moment. As I was walking back to him I could see the look in his eyes when he saw the brush…Hey wait a minute Mr. Thomas….I don’t think….Before he even finished I told him that he was going to get his butt spanked with this brush and that was final! I was not going to let him dictate his punishment….I had to let him know I was in charge. I sat down and pulled him back over my lap but this time I put my leg over his to keep them in place because I knew this was gonna get a very strong reaction! Kevin….I’ve used this brush many times on my boys and I can assure you it does hurt but It gets the point across! I rubbed the brush across his butt a few times and then I raised it and brought it down hard on his right cheek…Whap! Ahhh…..He screamed and almost broke loose! I thought to myself…this is it, He’s gonna get up and leave now…But he didn’t…He calmed down and stayed across my lap waiting for the next hit. Are you ok Kevin I asked? Yes Sir….I’m aiight. Don’t stop he said. I was very surprised and proud of him but I’ll see how he is in a few minutes when I’m done with his behind! Whap, Whap, Whap, Whap….. Whap, Whap, Whap, Whap I was giving him three or four smacks on each cheek….It was all I could do to keep him still. Ahhh….Please….Ahhhhh…He was becoming pretty vocal now…I don’t think he cared anymore about being brave infront of me…He was being spanked and spanked good and he knew it! Whap, Whap, Whap, Whap, Smack!
He kept yelling and putting his head into the couch to try and stop the pain but he could not escape it. I had him held pretty tight around the waist and had his legs pinned but I still had the feeling that if he really wanted to he could get away but he didn’t he laid there and took it…I peppered his butt for ten minutes before I stopped. Kevin was moaning and breathing heavily and I could see the tears running down his face so I knew I was getting through to this young thug. I helped him get up and again I told him to put his hands behind hid head. He was doing that spanking dance from foot to foot as all boys do. I grabbed his chin and looked him in the eyes….Kevin I know your butt is hurting pretty good right now but this it what you asked for and I think this is exactly what you need. He nodded his head in agreement but I wanted to hear him say it. Answer me Kevin do you agree that this is what you need? Yes Sir, Mr Thomas. Kevin I’m proud of the way you have taking you punishment so far. But we have one more session to go. But before we do I’m gonna give yo a thirty minute rest. I want you to go stand in the corner with your hands behind your head ……But Mr. Thomas I’m not a kid? Why do….Again I stopped him. Kevin! I said loudly….No arguments….Now get over there! He turned and I watched those brown and sore butt cheeks walk away! He was in the
corner now with his hands behind his head and his bottom on display. Kevin I want to think about your life while your standing there….and how and why you are here right now. I think there is hope for you Kevin and I want to help you achieve it do you understand? Yes Sir he replied. I walked over to the closet and opened the door to get razor strap I has been hanging in there for years…I took it down and held it….Man this strap sure got a lot of use while my boys were growing up. I walked backed to over Kevin. Kevin I
want you to hold onto this strap until we begin again…He sighed but opened his hands and took it. It was quite a site seeing this boy holding the strap who not to long ago was running the streets and now he was bare assed waiting on his next whuppin!




You've needed this for a long time and I'll give you another switchin if you mess up again!
Now get your butt back in the house and put you nose in the corner till I tell you to move!
Well sometimes your whuppin doesn't happen right away. He tells you before he leaves for work that when he gets home that you will be punished for what you did so be ready for a good ass whuppin.
You knew it was gonna happen but now you gonna have to wait all day for it! You spend most of the day trying to think of ways out of it or how bad it's gonna hurt but you already know! 
Whether your 10 or 20 it's still the same ...when daddy gets home he's gonna whup tour butt!