Spanking Begins at 13 (III)

From: [email protected] (Gary)


Becky looked at her watch and began to panic. She was supposed to meet
her mom and brother at the dentist and she was already late. Why did
she have to stop and talk to her friends? She had intended to only
talk for a very short time and but she had lost track of time, and now
she was in trouble. If this was the first time, it wouldn't be so bad,
but she done the exact same thing a week ago, and her mom had barely
been able to get the dentist's office to squeeze another appointment
in for this afternoon, right after her brother's appointment. She
thought of the first ever  spankings she received on her birthday just
a few days before and imagined herself on the receiving end once again
when she got home. It was not a pleasant thought, as she hurried
along.

Nervously, she entered the dentist's office, hoping against hope that her mom was in a forgiving mood. Unfortunately, one look at her mom told another story, for her mom had an angry look about her.

"It's nice of you to decide to make it, Rebecca. I can't believe you are late once again. Is there a good reason why you couldn't make it on time?"

"No, mom." Becky replied, looking down at the floor and not looking at her mom.

"Somehow, they have been able to rearrange some appointments and be able to fit you in, but that means Ricky and I have to hang around because of your continued irresponsibility. I am really tired of it, young lady. And you are going to be punished for it. Come over here, right now!"

Becky's eyes opened wide. "What are you going to do? You're not going to.....not here!"

"I am sorry, Rebecca, but this can't wait. Maybe this will teach you some responsibility. Now come over here!"

Becky looked around anxiously at the crowded waiting room, seeing both adults and young kids seated around the room, but, fortunately, no one of her age group.

"Please mom! Can't you at least wait until we get home? It will be so embarrassing!!"

"Young lady, if I have to get you, you will get spanked here and now, and when you get home and again at bedtime. Maybe some embarrassment will wake you up! For the last time, come over here! I won't ask you again."

With no alternative and not wanting to get any more spankings then she already had coming to her, Becky walked slowly over to her mom, who was seated on an armless, upholstered chair. As she approached her mom, her wrist was grabbed and she was yanked across her mom's knees. Feeling her gray, pleated skirt being lifted up as a result of being propelled across the knees, Becky reached back to pull it back in place.

"Don't bother, Becky."

To Becky's discomfort, she felt her mom flip up the back of her skirt, leaving her panties exposed to everyone in the waiting room, causing a groan from Becky's lips. Becky gritted her teeth, praying that her mom wouldn't cause her even more humiliation by baring her bottom.

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The good news was that her panties were left in place. The bad news was that the spanking had begun.

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"OUCH!! OW!! It hurts!"

Two more spanks smacked the upturned seat, causing more cries of pain from the poor girl. Meanwhile, all eyes in the waiting room were focused on the sight of a mother spanking her young, teenage daughter. For those young kids watching, most were shocked, and some nervously stopped their fooling around, as if their mom would get any ideas from what was taking place.

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Becky no longer thought of who was watching, as spank after spank was applied to her panty-clad bottom. Instead, her thoughts were solely concerning the increased burning her bottom was feeling. While spared of having her bottom bared, her panties did little to lessen the sting of her mom's strong right arm and hard hand. In fact, the spanks seemed harder than what she felt on her birthday. Soon, tears trickled down her cheeks, and as the spanking continued on, it became a steady stream, as the pain kept building up.

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Meanwhile, Becky was the center of attention, from the other parents in the room, who had sympathy for the girl they saw being soundly spanked, as well as respect for her mother, from Ricky, who was immensely glad it wasn't him in Becky's position, and from the young boys and girls accompanying their parents, some of whom giggled at Becky's predicament and some nervously watched, and hoped their own parents wouldn't get any idea from observing the public chastisement.

It wasn't until about 50 spanks were given and Becky sobbing, that the spanking finally ended. It wasn't the end of Becky's embarrassment, as she felt her skirt being removed and then felt herself being lifted up. She was then marched, with smacks propelling her forward, to an empty corner of the waiting room, where she was deposited, with instructions to clasp her hands in front of her. It was during this time that Becky really felt self-conscious about how she looked, standing in the corner with her skirt off and her panties on display, and felt her face redden amidst the tears as she thought of how she looked while across her mom's knees getting spanked. It wasn't until 20 minutes had passed that it was time for her appointment, but to Becky, it seemed twice as long. And, to add insult to injury, it wasn't quite over yet.

It so happened that the hygienist, Barbara Madison, who came to get Becky for her appointment, was a close friend of her mother. While escorting Becky inside, she mentioned that she hoped Becky would be able to sit down ok in the chair. This brought an unfortunate reaction from Becky.

"Shut up! It's not funny."

The hygienist looked at Becky's mom, who nodded her head and made a motion with her hand.

"No, it's not funny, Becky. But long overdue." Immediately after her reply, Barbara grabbed Becky's left arm with her left arm, and then applied two resounding spanks to Becky's seat, causing a fresh outburst of tears.

"Now, come along, Rebecca, you've already made your mom wait long enough as well as inconvenience this office. Behave yourself, or there will be more where those two spanks came from."

Inside they went, and despite some squirming from Becky as she sat while Barbara cleaned her teeth and her dentist checked and found no cavities. After which, Becky, to her relief, was allowed to put her skirt back on and it was a well-chastened teen that left the office with her mom and brother. And, other than the bedtime spanking that her mother had somewhat alluded to, Becky was able to avoid any further bottom-warming.


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