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This article needs additional citations for verification. Please help improve this article by adding citations to reliable sources. Unsourced material may be challenged and removed. Then suddenly, he stopped and said the words I was dreading. “It’s about time you learned a lesson, son. Fetch the belt from my drawer.” My heart sank – I was actually going to get the belt! I began to speak but stopped, as I realised there was no point. Once my dad’s mind was made up, any argument would have likely just made things worse for me and my bottom. Wow what a clear and strong first post. Welcome to isurvive. What a brave person you are to face the circumstances of your family's abuse and rise above it. I always remind myself that living well is the best revenge. Your own sweet family is evidence of your strength and courage to go beyond the pain inflicted. You don't have to face this alone. We at isurvive understand the situation well. In domestic discipline it was mainly used by fathers, while mothers rather used a slipper or wooden spoon.

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While my husband and I are breaking the cycle I can't say the same for my siblings. I am the oldest. My sister 3 years younger has an 11 year old daughter that she spanks the the same way we got them. My sister who is 6 years younger does not have any kids yet. I’m glad you appreciate the authenticity. When we started doing the blog, and then the videos, we wanted to write about or display it as it naturally occurs. To be as “real” as possible. We don’t have any problems with others that like to dress in certain clothes and do various BDSM scenes. We’ve played with different kinds of role playing early on in our relationship, and it was quite fun. But this IS our blog about the element of DD in our relationship. So I’m very glad to hear, that it is coming across that way. This is really hard for me to write. I have never really spoken about this and certainly have never written it all out. Please give me some grace as I try to write this in a non-confusing way. I may jump around a little as I gather these thoughts. Of course, as soon as we got in through the door, there was that calm, steely command from Mummy: “Right – straight up to your room and pull your pants down!”Thanks. It has always been hard for me to think that I didn't do something wrong. My parents always said things like "you deserve this", "your choices are causing you to get this spanking", "you need this spanking to teach you a lesson" and "you asked for this". After doing it they would sometimes make me look at the welts on my butt in the mirror and ask me "was it worth this?" about whatever they spanked me for.

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All that said you do deserve to heal your heart. It sounds like there are still welts there. Can you find a therapist who specializes in trauma or PTSD? It might help you find peace. Be kind to yourself. Give yourself the grace to heal. Once I was pinned down and getting a good leathering, I just wanted to climb away from those ferocious strokes. They just seemed to keep on coming, rhythmically and relentlessly. I didn’t have the headspace to count them and there was no escape, so firmly held in position as I was. I was generally a well-behaved young boy throughout primary school, though, always getting good reports and glowing parents’ evening meetings, so this sort of discipline was never felt necessary until slightly later in my school career. I would obediently take myself upstairs, pull my pants down to my knees and lay over my bed with my bottom bare, feeling extremely vulnerable, ready and waiting for my punishment.

As an adult I have only spoken a couple of times to them about their spankings. It didn't go well and we never got far. The only thing they say, to this day, is "you never got even one spank on your butt that you didn't deserve". I, literally, got thousands of spanks with their hands, thousands with a belt and hundreds with a paddle. My mom probably broke 15 wooden spoons across my butt in a couple of year time period. To them each and every one of those spanks I deserved. You must understand and control the "snap the whip" effect of any flexible implement. The end of the belt - whether used as a single-layer strap or doubled up like the archetypical spanking belt - can be very abusive. It is good to try to get a flat landing of the belt on the bottom rather than a hit that wraps around thus accelerating the tip. Also, the longer the belt extends from your hand, the more problematic this effect may be. Today I have virtually no relationship with my parents. My husband knows only that my parents spanked me with a belt on the bare into my late teens, and that is enough for him to have no relationship with them either. My kids barely know them. I have tried a few times to bring it up to them, but they tell me they stand by everything they did. They told me that I deserved what I got and I am a better person for it. They refuse to even consider that I would have any feelings of sexual abuse from what they did. When I mentioned it one time my parents almost slapped me as a married 20-something, but missed and I left. I have since refused to be alone with either of them. Pants belts hold psychological significance for many people who share this interest. However, they are not the most efficient means of giving discipline. However I have used the following techniques with good results: