See, and that's pretty much the point of spankings. Again, I'm speaking of spankings not beatings. I remember various ass whoopin's but I deserved them. I was an only child for 8 years and boy was I . My Mom tells me of a time I didn't get my way and I threw myself down in the aisle in the middle of some store and cried my eyes out and screamed at the top of my lungs. I'm sure my ass was lit up from that one. No, I'm not "scarred" nor did I get or need any sort of therapy over it. Again, I was spanked and not beat. To be physically bruised is crossing the line and doesn't need to be lumped with spankings.



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