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Carla is my stepfathers sister and since I was a toddler I always call her Aunt Carla. My stepfather, who was really a great guy died in 1996. I was only 7 and it was a very sad time for me and my mom who still has trouble dealing with it. We moved in with Carla and her daughter Christine. Aunt Carla was my stepdads older sister and Christine was 10 years older than me. Both of them were very big people not just tall but also very heavy. The one good thing about their house was the food. Lots of good food and plenty of junk foods always around. My moms job made her travel often and was sometimes away for a week or more at a time. Aunt Carla was surely the boss of the house and Christine was also bossy with me. I had been spanked a few times by my mom or stepdad but little did I know at the time what I would be put through by Aunt Carla and Christine.

The first time it happened I don't even remember what I did to deserve it. Aunt Carla just picked me up and put me over her lap. It was like she was a giant and I was amazed at how strong she was. The next thing I knew, she not only pulled down my pants and underware but took them off me completely right in front of Christine. The spanking she gave me was by far the worst and most severe I ever had. When she finally finished I was forced to sit on a kitchen chair in the corner of the room for an hour. I was still naked from the waiste down and covered my penis with my hands. I couldn't wait to tell my mother what she did hoping it would never happen again. That night when my mom got home Aunt Carla immeadiatly told her she "had" to spank me. I was devastated that my mom not only said it was ok but gave her permission to punish me anytime I was bad. My mother still gave me a bath at the time but the first time she went away Aunt Carla started bathing me. As young as I was, it was embarrassing since no one but my mom had ever given me a bath. Then a few times my mom was away and Aunt Carla was out somewhere Christine would do it. I think I was 8 when I complained to my mother but she just told me Aunt Carla was in charge when she is away. The older I got the more embarrassing it was especially when Chrisine would do it. Finally when I was 9 my mom said I was old enough to take my own bath or shower. Aunt Carla was bad enough but both her and Christine would both come in the bathroom when I was naked. Aunt Carla didn't seem to pay much attention to my nudity but I could tell that Christine was doing it intentionally and would just stare at my privates sometimes.

I was spanked often over those years both by Aunt Carla and Christine and a few times by my mom. When Aunt Carla would spank me it was always the hardest and most painful and she sometimes used a belt instead of her hand. She always took off or made me take off my pants and underware. Christine would often spank me for trivial or stupid things I did as long as my mom and Aunt Carla were out of the house. These were not the most painful but the most humiliating. She would almost always make sure I was completly naked when she spanked me. A few times she came into the bathroom as I was showering, pull me out and spank me as she sat on the toilet seat. It took me some time but I knew she did this to not only humiliate me but just to see me naked. There was little I could do about since Aunt Carla and Christine were so much bigger and stronger than me. Many times Christine spanked me in front of her girlfriends. I think she did that to show how much authority and power she had over me. Most of the time I tried not to cry but usually did. I found that if I did cry I wasn't spanked as long or hard. The worst part of it was sitting on the kitchen chair or standing in the corner for an hour either naked or half naked. It was bad enough if I had a shirt on but much worse when I was completly naked. The last spanking I got from Christine was when I was 13 and the most vivid in my memory. My mom was in Chicago and Aunt Carla was away for a few days. I had skipped school on Friday and drank some beer at a friends house. His parents found out we both skipped school and drank beer and without me knowing it they called and told Christine. It was about 7pm and I was taking a shower and planning on going to the movies with friends. Christines came barging into the bathroom and started screaming at me. She litterly grabbed my hair and dragged me into the kitchen naked and still wet. She sat down and pulled me over her lap and just kept spanking and hollaring at me at the same time. I didn't see her at first but her friend Wendy was directly behind me watching. It had been a long time since my last spanking and as soon as I realized there was another girl, who I didn't know, in the doorway I was mortified. I couldn't control myself and instantly started crying. I was 13 and had pubic hair by now and was naked in front of 3 women. Christine was 23 then and I don't know how old Wendy or the other girl were but probably about the same age. It seemed like she spanked me forever and the way I was bent over I knew the two other girls could easily see not only my anus but my scrotum and penis. I tried to get up a few times but Christine was to strong for me. By this time I think she probably weighed 250 pounds or more. When she finally stopped she held my arms and stood me up and continued to scold me. I know I must have looked pathetic as I just stood naked and weeping in front of the three of them. My rear hurt awfully bad but I think I was too humiliated to think about it. She kept asking me questions about skipping school or drnking the beer but I was crying and sobbing so much I could hardly speak. I think the fact I was crying so bad was also embarrassing but I couldn't stop. Then to my horror she made me stand in the corner naked facing them. I covered myself with my hands but she ordered me to put them at me sides and told me I should be ashamed of myself. Christine, Wendy and the other girl then sat at the table as I had to stand there naked for 1 hour. They all kept looking at me as they spoke and Christine would constantly berate me. I think I kept crying for almost the whole hour and was finally allowed to go to my room. When Aunt Carla came home on Sunday I was watching tv in my room. Christine told her what I did and did tell her she spanked me but Aunt Carla came right to my room. As soon as she walked in I knew I was in for it again because she had a belt in her hand. She made me take off my pants and underware and lay over my desk. I knew she would be and sure enough Christine walked into the room to watch me get a spanking again. Aunt Carla must have spanked me 30 or 40 times with that belt and the crying had no affect this time as she continued. My mom came home that Tuesday and although I wasn't spanked again I was grounded for a month and no tv.

That was the last time I was ever spanked by any of them including my mom. A few months after that weekend my mom got transferred to her Newark, NJ office. I'm a junior in college now and was always too embarrassed to tell my friends what Aunt Carla and especially Christine put me through. I only see them once or twice a year now and I never say anything to them about it and they talk to me like nothing ever happened. The last time I saw them was Christmas time and Aunt Carla lost some weight. She looks like shes under 300 pounds. Christine on the other hand looks like she gaind 30 or 40 more pounds and is bigger than ever. I told my girlfriend what they put me through and when I first told her she asked why I didn't just push them away or fight them. That is until she saw them for the first time. I now weigh about 155 but when I was 13 I was only about 90 or 100 and they were able to toss me around like a rag doll. So I think my girlfriend understands now. Aside from the fear of them I think now that the sheer humiliation was worse than the spanking itself. I also think that Christine was a little bit of a pervert and lavished in her power and dominence over me at the time. Unlike Aunt Carla, the more I think about it, Christine enjoyed seeing me naked and spanking me. I don't know how many times she made me take off all my cloths to get spanked even my socks and shoes. Aunt Carla did make me get naked from the waiste down but rarely spanked me completely naked, and seemed to ignore me afterwards even when I was force to sit or stand in the corner of the kitchen. Christine always stayed in the room and was constantly looking at my penis and rear. I wonder sometimes if she did it because of her obesity and the fact that I was always fairly skinny and small framed. I told my mom of a few times when they humiliated me but was even too embarrassed to tell her of the worse times. My girlfriend is the only one I ever told everything to and she still can't believe a lot of it. I never told anyone else either, even my closest friends.

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