Go home and ask my parents to sign it. I dare not, so I signed it myself. Dad asked me how my grades were recently as soon as he got home. I said it doesn't matter. What did he say about the recent exam? I said I didn't pass the exam. He said he didn't pass the exam? I don't think dad looks right. He said that he had passed the exam and had not sent it yet. He started hitting my crutch. I was so scared that I said I had passed the exam and got 87 points. He said 87 points? I said, yeah. He stripped my pants, pressed me on the sofa and hit me with a cane. What about the newspaper? I said it was in the bag. Dad asked mom to get it. As a result, he was even more angry when he saw his signature on the 78-point paper. My mother sat on the sofa and helped her, saying that when she saw that you were not good at reading, she would hit hard and lie. My ass rolled with pain, and my father pushed me to the ground and killed me. At this moment, the doorbell rang, and my father let go to open the door and told me not to move. I was crying and rubbing my ass, and my mother was still cursing. I think I'm finally saved. My little brother next door came to see me. As a result, my dad was not Japanese yet, so he came over and held me down and hit me with a cane. I said don't hit people (although I am young, I am a girl, and boys stand by and watch me spank). I am embarrassed. At that time, my little brother was probably in junior high school.
I didn't expect my father to scold me after listening to my words. Now that I know I'm afraid of embarrassment, I'm not afraid of not studying well? He said to his little brother, you stand by and wait for me to finish beating him. I don't know how many times I was beaten, but my father didn't stop until I cried and shouted that I wouldn't dare to fight again next time. My brother also watched my father spank me. Then my dad made me kneel down naked and rub the washboard, so that I could remember the lesson. I still remember that I was in great pain, just to keep that posture. I keep my body straight, and I dare not put my ass behind my calf when I am tired. Unexpectedly, my little brother went home and told his friends next door that I was beaten. A group of friends sneaked to my door to see me naked and were punished.
I begged my parents to close the door and said I would lose face. They also don't close the door, saying that girls don't know embarrassment when studying at home, and they don't know embarrassment when lying. Why is it closed now? Is to let everyone know. This is the most painful and humiliating spanking I have ever experienced. Then my ass ached for a week and I got wrinkles. It was red at first, then blue and purple. I can only cry and sleep, and I can only sit on a stool. My friends laughed at my spanking this time, especially my little brother. I hate him to death. I can't hold my head up in front of him. He is the only person except my parents who saw me spanking the whole process. He was still a man, and that was the worst spanking I ever had. I haven't seen him since I moved. I think, besides my fresh memory of this beating, he must be the same. In hindsight, I told six lies at once, and it was strange not to be beaten. It's really embarrassing for boys to see even spanking. I think if I have a baby in the future, I will teach you that I can't type so many words. Hope to adopt, thank you!