My husband told me about a spanking he witnessed when he was much younger. It was a very domestic spanking and one that probably took place in many homes in the mid-1970's. At first he felt very embarrassed by telling me this story but it was mostly guilt he felt. The guilt comes from the fact that it was his older sister who was spanked, the guilt comes from trauma of being the sole witness to his sister's pain not only physical but emotional and the intense fear and anxiety he had watching it take place. But I think the main part of his guilt is the fact that he keeps thinking about it. He and his siblings got spankings quite often but it was mostly the boys who got the belt across their bottoms in the privacy of their rooms. The two girls got spanked now and then but this one was different. It was different because not only was his sister older but his father bared her bottom and he had never seen a bare bottom spanking like that one until then. Yes he'd seen his brothers get their bare asses strapped and cousins have their pants pulled down while standing for a few whacks but never this. Never an over-the-knee lengthy bare bottomed spanking, this was a first! On that particular day he stood home from school due to feeling ill. His father who worked as a farmer was also home fixing them both some hot soup for lunch, it was around noon. His brothers and sisters where all at school and his mother at work. He and dad just sat down for lunch when his sister walks inside the house with tears in her eyes and hands her father a letter from school. As he began to read it the phone rings. It was St. Catherine's Academy, the high school his sister attends and from the conversation it wasn't good news. His sister was suspended for three days for smoking in the schoolyard. His father hung up the phone and sat back down to eat while his sister sobbed. Then it happened, his father told his sister to come closer so he can speak to her. As she walked towards him he pushed his chair away form the table and threw her across his lap. From what my husband says it sounded like someone was being murdered! She wailed so loud but his father just kept slapping away. He then pulled her underware down so fast and hard that they tore away from her body. My husband said that he was so terrified he just froze in his chair. He could see her legs kicking from the side of the table and her bottom turn extremely red. He had never seen skin turn so red before.She jumped off her father's lap crying and rubbing her bottom and that was that. He just witnessed the "mother of all spankings." I told him that I wanted to reenact that spanking with him and perhaps his guilt would go away. He agreed, any excuse to spank me was fine by him. He positioned the camera to view the spanking as was seen by his eyes on that day. It worked, the guilt gone and I got a spanking out of the deal. Spanking therapy works!!! As for his sister? She recovered rather well and works as a lawyer down in Houston with a great family of her own. They never spoke about that day, never.