Child Abuse Story From Simon

by Simon
(Newcastle, UK)

My Father had been brought up in rural Scotland and his Father had hit him with a belt during his childhood. He was determined I should not have such treatment. He only ever spanked me with his hand. Although it hurt, the humiliation and the abuse was not the spanking itself but the baring of my body before and after a spanking.

My Mother had left my Father when I was very young. I don't remember her at all. He did all the bringing up. If I had been bad or rude or done something wrong he would call me over and pull down my shorts or trousers and then my underpants as he told me off before putting me over his knee. This was in the 60's and through to the mid 70's so lots of other kids got it the same way. For me two things marked it out. He was a sociable man and there were often other men there - his work mates or men from his hobby clubs. They would see my spankings which I hated. The other thing was that it continued during my teens as I was growing up.

I matured early - maybe about 11 and I begged him to stop the spankings and stop pulling down my underclothes but he had been belted until he left home at 20 on his bare rear as he told me many times. As I say I went through puberty very early I found the audience for my spankings more and more difficult and the fact he undressed me for them like a small child very difficult indeed. I was spanked standing up as I got older in front of him and everyone looking. After a spanking I'd be put to stand in a corner to think about what I'd done still with my rear and private parts uncovered. If my Father left the room the men, often they had had a few beers, would tell me to turn round and tease me about still getting a spanking and fact I had red pubic hair.

Although I got absolutely no sexual urge from the situation (then or now) I would sometimes get a partial or full erection before a spanking but my Father did nothing to lessen the intense embarrassment of this in front of others. For my Father it was harmless but as a teen growing up and needing privacy it was an ordeal which I now think was abuse.

Most of my punishments were in the early evening and often I'd be told to go upstairs and just put on my pyjama top and come down for the evening to watch TV and have my meal. My Father would make it clear that there was no need for pyjama bottoms for me because I had been 'bad' in some way. Again there were comments - I had "forgotten" my pyjama bottoms and teasing about my genitals.

Once maybe twice my punishment was seen by the sons of my Father's friends. I was about 15 and my genitals and build was like a man, they would have been about 9 I think. I was very scared they would tell people that they had seen me spanked but even more that they had seen my Father take down my underpants and they had seen my penis. I was a very shy nervous boy and the possibilities of what might happen ate in to my mind for months even years afterwards.

My last spanking was at 16. It was done in the same way as when I was a 5 year old.

I told my Father how much all this has affected me once. He was very surprised and said that he had only spanked me in front of his mates who I knew and that the baring was to teach me a lesson. He repeated many times that he had never belted me which was true but the humiliation stayed with me even after I met my wife and had children of my own. People have said that that I could have simply overpowered my Father but he had a strong mental hold over me and I would never have argued.

I'm sorry if this is of no interest but it's been helpful to write.

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