Beyond sensational, B, thank you. Oh my! Boo-Hoos a bunch. Scary memories for yours truly.
This is a rare gem, B. I've seen it many times. And it's delightful and authentic.
I so love the way, mom takes such careful time & consideration, to lift missy's skirt, then lift petticoat and then to even pull down her panties for the cane. Such thoughtful endeavour, good patience, kind care, due diligence & deft precision in giving a much needed spanking, is only to be admired, B...."ferociously kind," already! Boo-Hoo! There's no need to rush !!
I love mom's yellow dress, B. Very Southern !! Oh my! And I so love the way her daughter is wearing a petticoat - it's a bold signature of strict, religious, conservative, authoritative, God-fearing, family regimes that I was raised under in the 1960s, B.
And indeed this precise detail in gif one: the lifting first of skirts, & then these Ol' fashioned petticoats, was something that women mentioned when describing their own bare bottom canings/slipperings (& also subsequently, their own daughters' chastisements) in their Janus Readers' Letters of the 1970s, B. These mesmerising, "archaic" letters are a good compliment to your gifs, if you will, B.
Why, this wonderful no-nonsense gif series is a just a typical spanking in my book, B. A well-smacked bottom indeed. And a rite of passage for recalcitrant princess brats, for sure. Lil' Missy will now be as good as gold, already, B. A right lil' angel, not before time. Lil' Miss Goody Two Shoes her very good self. Cane to bare botty ? YUP! Sure thing, B! No naughty steps or groundings required! Strict Ol' Fashioned Brenda xx
Ha-Ha! No, B. I missed that! Oh dear! How lovely. Boo-Hoo! I was still observing the lovely petticoat, already :-)
In yore, mom always pulled our panties down to our knees only (never off)....and so they would not be left adorning the chair or sofa ha-ha!
Also, B, pulling our panties back up over a unbearable stinging, stripey botty was all part of the sober ritual that mom deployed - we had our hands back on our heads once again, not able to rub away the sting!!! Just like moments earlier when, with hands on heads, mom pulled our knicks down for the cane.
I do think having our panties pulled back up was an effective, authoritative part of the brief, formal process. Oh my! And with panties only at our knees (so near but yet so far!) it sure did emphasise the total, stark, vulnerable bareness of the bottom - terrible cane pending!! - compared to having panties completely removed. Oh my! Knicks down just so, yet sensitive botty totally uncovered, was a powerful psychological detail to my mind, B ?
Also, B, in the few winter months in Georgia, we did wear petticoats for Church & formal family occasions. And Southern belle hats too! In summer it was baseball hats for y'all daughters, ubiquitous shorts or light dresses/skirts obvs. Why, I was always fascinated to see how different baring protocols & details (watching my sister & besties gotten whooped) depended upon our clothes we wore at the time of punishment, B.
I was mesmerised when my adorable naughty lil' sister (told lies "in front of God") & stood by the sofa, hands on head, mom carefully unfastening the buttons on her cute, goody two shoes, canvas shorts (a job lot for we both of different colours: pastel pink or blue, beige, yellow) and then lowering them to her knees. And then slipping her 1950s, cotton, white panties down to meet those crumpled shorts to reveal her chubby-bare, whiter-than-alabaster-white botty! Mom then began scolding/lecturing. I was standing behind sister: her backside was starkly bare for some time, goosebumps forming in the breeze.
Why yes, it was all dramatic & traumatic at the time, B, & indeed difficult for me to actually concentrate on what was saying in her scolding anger ha-ha! Oh my! It all seemed like a scary eternity before my sister then went over mom's knee or then mainly over the sofa (over the years) for the dreaded, whippy cane on her bare buttocks "in front of God". So yes, the baring process was clearly different according to clothes worn at the time: short dresses, long skirts, dungarees etc, Yes, dungarees sure took for ever to unfasten, unclip, roll back & crumple-down to uncover our knicks... and then our naughty, bare bums!! Ha-Ha! No panties left behind, already... Big hugs, dearest B :-) Nostalgic Strict Brenda xx
Beyond sensational, B, thank you. Oh my! Boo-Hoos a bunch. Scary memories for yours truly.
ReplyDeleteThis is a rare gem, B. I've seen it many times. And it's delightful and authentic.
I so love the way, mom takes such careful time & consideration, to lift missy's skirt, then lift petticoat and then to even pull down her panties for the cane. Such thoughtful endeavour, good patience, kind care, due diligence & deft precision in giving a much needed spanking, is only to be admired, B...."ferociously kind," already!
Boo-Hoo! There's no need to rush !!
I love mom's yellow dress, B. Very Southern !! Oh my! And I so love the way her daughter is wearing a petticoat - it's a bold signature of strict, religious, conservative, authoritative, God-fearing, family regimes that I was raised under in the 1960s, B.
And indeed this precise detail in gif one: the lifting first of skirts, & then these Ol' fashioned petticoats, was something that women mentioned when describing their own bare bottom canings/slipperings (& also subsequently, their own daughters' chastisements) in their Janus Readers' Letters of the 1970s, B. These mesmerising, "archaic" letters are a good compliment to your gifs, if you will, B.
Why, this wonderful no-nonsense gif series is a just a typical spanking in my book, B. A well-smacked bottom indeed. And a rite of passage for recalcitrant princess brats, for sure. Lil' Missy will now be as good as gold, already, B. A right lil' angel, not before time.
Lil' Miss Goody Two Shoes her very good self.
Cane to bare botty ? YUP! Sure thing, B! No naughty steps or groundings required!
Strict Ol' Fashioned Brenda xx
Have you noticed that she leaves her knickers behind?
DeleteHugs and smackies ;)
B xx
Sans culottes...
ReplyDeleteHa-Ha! No, B. I missed that! Oh dear! How lovely. Boo-Hoo!
I was still observing the lovely petticoat, already :-)
In yore, mom always pulled our panties down to our knees only (never off)....and so they would not be left adorning the chair or sofa ha-ha!
Also, B, pulling our panties back up over a unbearable stinging, stripey botty was all part of the sober ritual that mom deployed - we had our hands back on our heads once again, not able to rub away the sting!!! Just like moments earlier when, with hands on heads, mom pulled our knicks down for the cane.
I do think having our panties pulled back up was an effective, authoritative part of the brief, formal process. Oh my! And with panties only at our knees (so near but yet so far!) it sure did emphasise the total, stark, vulnerable bareness of the bottom - terrible cane pending!! - compared to having panties completely removed. Oh my! Knicks down just so, yet sensitive botty totally uncovered, was a powerful psychological detail to my mind, B ?
Also, B, in the few winter months in Georgia, we did wear petticoats for Church & formal family occasions. And Southern belle hats too! In summer it was baseball hats for y'all daughters, ubiquitous shorts or light dresses/skirts obvs.
Why, I was always fascinated to see how different baring protocols & details (watching my sister & besties gotten whooped) depended upon our clothes we wore at the time of punishment, B.
I was mesmerised when my adorable naughty lil' sister (told lies "in front of God") & stood by the sofa, hands on head, mom carefully unfastening the buttons on her cute, goody two shoes, canvas shorts (a job lot for we both of different colours: pastel pink or blue, beige, yellow) and then lowering them to her knees. And then slipping her 1950s, cotton, white panties down to meet those crumpled shorts to reveal her chubby-bare, whiter-than-alabaster-white botty!
Mom then began scolding/lecturing. I was standing behind sister: her backside was starkly bare for some time, goosebumps forming in the breeze.
Why yes, it was all dramatic & traumatic at the time, B, & indeed difficult for me to actually concentrate on what was saying in her scolding anger ha-ha! Oh my! It all seemed like a scary eternity before my sister then went over mom's knee or then mainly over the sofa (over the years) for the dreaded, whippy cane on her bare buttocks "in front of God". So yes, the baring process was clearly different according to clothes worn at the time: short dresses, long skirts, dungarees etc, Yes, dungarees sure took for ever to unfasten, unclip, roll back & crumple-down to uncover our knicks... and then our naughty, bare bums!! Ha-Ha!
No panties left behind, already...
Big hugs, dearest B :-)
Nostalgic Strict Brenda xx