Family Bond

~Family bonds
BY: Michael Nesbitt
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Family Bonds

 
I moved to Tennessee three months ago with my mom. At 15 I suddenly found myself without any friends , except for a girl named Amy who lived down the street. She was a frail whisp of a girl but cute with long flowing red hair and green eyes. Little did I know that we would become closer than I ever imagined we could. One afternoon I cut through the wood and heard a noise. As I got closer, I discovered it was Amy, and she was cupping her bottom which looked very red and sore around her skimpy cutoff jeans. What happened to you, I asked? My ma whipped me with the strap. Why, I demanded? Because I was seen with you yesterday by a neighbor. Well, I'll be having words with your ma about that to be sure. No! Please don't, she begged, ma will whip you too. What? I said surprised? Your ma wouldn't dare. Nobody has ever whipped me and your ma ain't gonna start. She tried to talk me out of it and I should of listened to her, but I was far too arrogant......was.
I walked right up into the yard and hollered for Amy's mom to come out. The door opened and out walked a woman of about 270 lbs. well over 6' tall and looked mean as a basket of rattlers. Watcha want boy, demanded the giant woman. I mustered all my guts and said the words that would change my life. You better not whip my Amy ever again.
Well her response was immediate. She was on me before I could run. She grabbed my hair and yanked me up close. So, you're the one been sneaking around with my little girl and then you got the balls to actually come here and sass me cause I whipped her. Well, maybe what you need is a taste of what she got. She dragged me into the house and grabbed the strap off the wall. She slung me across the table and yanked down my pants and underwear. I was in shock. No one had ever treated me this way, not even my own ma. I didn't have long to wait and when it came I wish I had never come to her door at all. The first slice of that leather strap slapped against my bottom, and burned a path across my bottom. Almost immediately another joined it followed by a third. Naturally, I screamed and kicked to get away from her but she held me easily and continued to apply that strap with a wicked strength and accuracy that was frightening. I screamed and cried as the pain which was already unbearable, continued to build. My butt felt like it was on fire and the spanking wasn't nearly over. I reached some kind of limit and suddenly was sobbing like a baby and saying sorry or anything to make the whipping stop, but it did little to save me.
Tilley , Amy's ma, was a world class ass whipper. She knew how to apply a strap like no one else. As she brought the strap down over and over on the arrogant boys bottom she smiled as he balled like a baby. Gonna whip that arrogance right out of him before I let him up. She redoubled her efforts and slapped the strap down twice as hard. For the next few minutes, it was pure misery for one and pure pleasure for the other. Finally it stopped but I didn't know it as I was far too busy balling in pain. I felt a hand rubbing my bottom and felt Tilley lift me and sat me on her knee. Now boy, she demanded, do we have a better understanding of how to behave? Yes ma'am, I said immediately. Good, but you're only half way there boy. Amy's pa is quite upset with all these goings on and will be having words when he gets home. Until then, you park your nose in that corner and wait, and leave those pants where they are. You wont be needing them for now. As I went to the corner, she went to the door and hollered for Amy who came running from wherever it was she was hiding. As she came in, she stopped cold when she saw me standing in the corner with a raw and very red bottom. Oh ma, did you havta whip him like that, asked Amy? Yes girl, retorted her ma, he was being uppity and he had it coming to him. Unless you want another dose of the strap yourself, you get on your chores before your pa gets home. Both of you got a lot to answer for and it's to him you'll be answering.
Buck Tinsel was on his way home stewing about his daughter and this strange boy nobody knew much about. Buck was a mountain man and didn't trust much, especially where his family was concerned. As he pulled up into the yard, he noticed two things, one, his little Amy didn't come running which meant she was gone or fell out of sorts with her ma. Secondly, his wife was in the door and she wasn't smiling. She had that all business look to her. Hi husband , Tilley said soberly, how's your day? Fine wife, returned buck, and yours? Well, I whipped Amy's bottom and that boy she's been with got a taste of it as well. He's in the house now, with some welts to teach him to think before he speaks. Well now, responded buck, why don't we go on in and see to the both of them. Now husband, you be proper. That boy ain't done nothin but visit that girl without permission. I'm sure you'll wanna stretch your belt leather a bit but remember that they are children and I don't want that boy harmed. That boy, buck said angerly, was with our daughter and think what might have happened. But it didn't happen and we have stepped in. You step too hard and you'll lose us that girl. Alright woman, relented Buck, but I am definitely going to stretch my belt across both of their bottoms and I'm gonna enjoy it. Fine husband, let's get to it then so we can set down some rules. Ok, woman, Lets go on in then. Amy, hollered her pa, get your bottom in the living room, right now.
As Buck walked in, he saw the boy standing in the corner with a bottom full of welts from a well applied strapping. He was impressed with his wife's ability to punish a young bottom. Amy came into the room, nervous as she could be. He pa slipped out his belt from around his waste and doubled it. Grabbing his girl, he looked over at the boy in the corner. You boy, turn around, I want you to watch. With that he began the whipping that would match the one given to him by Tilley. When he was done, he let her up and sent her off to her room. Now boy, said Buck, get over here and pull your pants up. You wanna be with my girl? We'll see how much. You gonna come back here tomorrow and my wife is going to give you another strapping and come Saturday you're gonna work here on the farm all day and if you mess up, I'll stretch my belt across your hide. You will earn our trust and then we will see about where you fit into this family. Until then, there won't be any seen my girl. Now get your butt home before I change my mind.
I was relieved but knew that tomorrow would bring me back here again tomorrow for another visit with tilleys strap. I limped home with tears in my eyes totally a changed person with a plan to return tomorrow. Was it because of Amy or did I have some deep seated need to be punished and trained into being something more than what I was? I didn't know. What I did know was that Amy's ma was a woman who demanded a level of discipline that I was not used to. I knew I would be spending a lot of time there learning how country folks lived.