From the Top Shelf - Another American Experience

I was thrilled with your enthusiastic response to last week's story, Juliette takes the Strap. On Sunday my blog's page views reached an all-time high, thanks to the post appearing at the top of Chross's Spankings of the Week. thank you, Chross! I will publish more about Juliette and Lucy in the upcoming weeks.

In the meantime, here is another letter that appeared in one of Kurt Stevens' corporal punishment magazines. It was supposedly written by a New York reader who had the regrettable chore of having to spank two teenage girls. Dreadful job but I guess someone has to do it!

New York City, NY

Dear Sir

I read your book Teenage Discipline and it was one of the best I have read in quite a long time, but I was disappointed because it didn't have enough illustrations. I do hope you will take that into consideration with the next book you publish.

I myself know quite a bit about spanking teenage girls. My wife and I never had any children of our own but we did have two nieces who stayed with us for a whole summer while their parents were away in Europe. We rented a place up on a lake in the Catskill mountains for that entire summer and took both girls with us. The girls were Anne who was nearly nineteen and Joan, just seventeen, and quite big for her age.

I had received permission from their parents to spank them if they needed it. They were spanked at home, so therefore it would not be a new experience for them. As it was, I had seen them spanked on a few occasions with skirts raised but always with panties left on. I informed them that if I had cause to spank them it would be on their bare behinds. Their faces flushed upon hearing this announcement.

The two weeks I stayed up there they were on their best behaviour. The very first day I was away they did something they should not have done. They met some boys up there and stayed with them until way past suppertime. They did not get home until eight and my wife told them that they would have a cold supper and, come the weekend, very sore bottoms!

During the rest of that week they made a few other mistakes which my wife told me about when I arrived on Friday night. I called the girls in and told them what their Aunt had reported to me.

"It is already after nine," I said, "and in my opinion a little too late to punish you for your unladylike conduct. Tomorrow morning, at eight o'clock sharp, I will attend to you both and I can guarantee that after I am finished you will want to eat breakfast standing up!"

"You had better go to bed now," I continued, " and get a good night's rest. You'll need it for the morning."

With downcast heads they made their way to their room.

At eight o'clock sharp the next morning, the girls came down the stairs and into the living room where I was already waiting for them. You should have seen their faces when they spied the heavy paddle and strap on the couch.

I said to Joan, "You will get spanked first as I want Anne to see just how I go about it. You will get spanked with the paddle on your panty-clad bottom while across my knees, then you will remove your panties and bend over clutching your ankles for a dose of the strap. You will be getting twenty-five with the strap and if at any time you should straighten up, I will wait until you are back in position and start at the beginning again. Do I make myself understood?"

"Yes...uncle."

"Well then, fix your clothes and get over my knees."

Both girls were wearing shorts. Joan removed hers and then draped herself across my knees. I moved her into a firm position and then began. First I brought down the paddle on her right cheek, and then her left cheek. I counted as I went along. By the tenth spank, Joan was howling and begging me to stop which I would not do. She was wearing white panties which now appeared to be changing to a pink shade. After I brought down the twenty-fourth spank, I delivered the last across both buttocks. Then I told her she could get up, which she did. After a minute's rest I told her to prepare herself for the next part and to get in position.

Slowly she reached under the elastic band of her panties and finally drew them down to her knees. Then she bent over and grasped her ankles.

Her bottom was already a fiery red. Taking up the strap, I started in again on her poor bottom. The first crack of the strap caused her to howl. Each succeeding crack brought another squeal from her. I was really doing a good job on her bottom, yet she deserved all she was getting. After the twentieth I realized that her bottom had taken about all it could take so I gave her the last five on her upper thighs.

That made her scream even louder. When she straightened up she rubbed her bottom frantically in front of me, not even bothering to pull up her panties.

Anne received exactly the same punishment except I had to give her the last ten on her upper thighs.

They were surely two well-spanked girls and much better behaved for the rest of the summer, and they received only a few more spankings for minor naughtiness.

I know that we did the right thing and their parents were most appreciative of the efforts we put in to see that their daughters behaved in a ladylike manner.

Yours truly

LV

The editor's note then says "This contributor's name has been withheld to safeguard his privacy." I can't imagine why!