Child Abuse Story From Mark
by Mark
(Amherst, Massachusetts, USA)
Whenever I did something wrong or if my mom got irritated at my behavior she would give me what she called "a good hard spanking." They were in fact ruthless beatings. She would place a chair in the middle of the living room, then grab her wooden spoon or hairbrush and drag me kicking and screaming towards the chair. I would then be stripped of my pants and underwear and lectured while she waved the spoon or brush at me. She would tell me things like:
"I am going to beat your bare bottom so hard you will not sit down for a week" (or until my bare bottom was black and blue).
"When I am through with you, you are going to wish you were never born."
I would then be put across her lap and she would begin to beat me. I can still remember the sting of the spoon, the sound it made against my bare skin and my body going rigid from the shock and pain of the first few spanks. Then I would struggle, scream and beg her to stop, but she would continue to beat me until I had exhausted myself and was just laying limp across her lap.
I remember living in fear of displeasing her and getting another beating. I would mostly try to play outside or hide in my room.
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