My most memorable spanking was given to me by my mom, the perfectionist. The house was always in perfect order and clean, her meals were excellent and she was always well dressed. She treated me the exact same way. She gave me a full bath every day and usually dressed me in black and white dress shoes, knee-high socks, dress shorts, dress shirt, jacket or sweater and bow tie. I have many photos of me in this attire. Play clothes were more casual.

The problem was that little boys are not that concerned with proper hygiene or appropriate behavior. As a result, I started picking my nose in public. Gross! Mom, a neat freak, warned me that if I did this again, she would spank me. She was NOT going to tolerate this type of low-class behavior as it was disgusting. She made it very clear what the consequences would be if I didn’t obey.

I was in the living room in the morning watching TV. Mom had just gone into the kitchen to start cooking me breakfast after asking me what I wanted to eat. I was sitting on the floor in my Onesie Pajamas with my back to the kitchen. I started picking my nose, thinking I was safe to do so.

Then I heard a firm, “No! Stop that!”

Mom was standing behind me with her hands on her hips. She walked over to me and picked me up. I was 6 or 7 years old and no longer was used to getting picked up or carried, so I grabbed her shoulders to secure myself.

She firmly said, “Put your arms down,” and I knew I was in big trouble.

She flipped me over her left arm, with my legs dangling in the air. She told me to hold onto her arm and not to let go. I knew what was going to happen, but I never heard of anyone getting spanked this way. By using this position, she had complete control over me. My feet were dangling off the ground. I could not get away until she was done and put me down, and she completely minimized any other type of injury to my hips and groin area because they weren’t pressed up against anything like her lap, knee, chair, etc. The only thing that got affected was my bottom. She didn’t have that far to spank as my butt was very close to her right hand/arm. She positioned me like this because she was planning on spanking me a very, very long time.

Like I said, my butt was perfectly placed, no resistance at all and a very short distance from her arm/hand. She started spanking me fast and furious. It hurt immediately, and also sounded very loud. She started spanking the very center of my butt many times, then she would smack my left and right butt checks in an alternating manner. Then back to center butt again for a good dozen or so, then left cheek, right cheek, left cheek, right cheek, etc and repeated the process over and over again. She spanked me continuously for a couple of minutes.

I tensed up all my muscles and thought to myself, ‘Mommy is really mad and this is really going to hurt, if she ever stops!’

Then I went limp, relaxed all my muscles and dropped my head down. I think this was what mom wanted because it felt like she spanked me even harder and faster for a few more minutes. I think the total time was 5 minutes of non-stop smacks. Mom was a perfectionist and she gave me an absolutely perfect ‘you won’t be able to sit down for a week’ spanking.

She did finally stop spanking and carried me over to the sofa. She told me to sit on one of the pillows. I tried but I couldn’t sit down because my bum hurt so much. Mom said very authoritatively sit down or I will spank you again, so I forced myself to sit and It felt like I was sitting on a campfire. All I could think about was how much my bum hurt. Mom went into the kitchen to get a washcloth and wiped down my fingers and my face to wash the snot off. After a little while mom told me that I could get up now. I was hurting so much that I just wanted to go into my bedroom and lie down for a little while. My butt was so sore it actually hurt when I walked, and each step I took felt like I got another smack. I could not believe how much it hurt and how difficult it was to walk. A true super spanking!

I went into my room and could only lie down on my side or stomach because my butt hurt so much. In fact, my butt even hurt when lying on my side. After a short period of time, mom came into my room and turned on all the lights. She told me to get up and take my pajamas off. Then she told me to take my underwear off. I was horrified as I thought she was going to spank me again. Mom just sat down on the bed and told me it was ok and she just wanted to teach me how to get dressed on my own, like big boys do. Mom made me walk all over the room to get socks, underwear, pants and shirt out of the multiple dresser drawers and my shoes out of the closet. Naturally I obeyed completely and it took quite a few minutes, but I got everything and I felt like a big boy now.

Basically, mom had me walk around in front of her so she could get a birds-eye view of my very well spanked blistered bum. She helped me get dressed and we went out shopping.

I never picked my nose again and still remember how sore my butt hurt even today.