SSC   Playing Up   Child

David lives next door to me.  We were two boys playing
schools at his house in the lounge.  I was the
teacher, and David the naughty student.  I was
shouting to him to get across my knee. The noise
attracted his Mum, who was in the kitchen. 

She stormed in. 'What are you doing?' she shouted.

'We are playing schools' said David.  'I have been
naughty, and teacher is going to spank me.'

His Mum said 'Young boys should not be spanking
anyone, even as a game. What do you think you are
playing at?'

David said 'We can do what we want can't we?'

'No you cannot.  Spanking someone is a punishment. 
Only adults should do it, and then only if their
children are very naughty indeed.'

David continued 'Well, if I want Mike to spank me as a
game, then he shall.  And later I am going to spank
Mike.'

David turned to me and said 'Come on Mike, we will go
to my room and carry on.'

David's Mum became very cross with that. 

She said 'Right young man, if you want to be spanked
then you will have a proper spanking.'

She took David by the arm, walked him over to a chair,
sat down, took down his trousers and pants, put him
across her knee, and spanked him. It was not long
before he was crying.

'Is this what you wanted young man? Why are you so
naughty? Do you like being spanked? You know, I can do
it harder if you want. See?'

David sobbed as the spanking continued. His bottom
turned very red.

His Mum then let him get up.  David held his bottom,
and rubbed it. 'That hurt' he whimpered.

His Mum looked at me. She was still quite cross.  

'You deserve the same.  A pity you are not my son.'

'So what? You couldn't make me cry anyway.' I said, as
bravely as I could, but biting my lip.

David's Mum got really annoyed with that. She really
lost her cool.

'So you want to try me? Get over here.'

I hesitated.  That annoyed her even more.

'Now' she screamed.

I went over and stood by her.  She yanked down my
trousers followed by my pants and pulled me across her
knee.

She rubbed my bottom and said 'Now, let's see if you
don't cry.'  With that she spanked me very hard.  I
only held on for a minute or so before I was crying. 
I could not stop sobbing, it really hurt. 

After a while she said 'Is that you not crying Mike?'

She then continued to spank me.

Eventually she stopped and let me get up.

David and I were both rubbing our sore bottoms, tears
streaming down our faces. 

'Don't do it again, or else. Either of you.'  She left
the room.

'Well?' David asked

'I think you are right.  Your Mum spanks harder than
mine. So, what shall we do to get spanked again
tomorrow?'