My parents are very strict and are into punishment. So much that spankings are delivered up the age of 16. Well I was 13 when I came to the conclusion that it was no where near a punishment for me. I had come home late one night and my mom and dad were waiting for me. I was the youngest child and only girl so they were extra strict with me. My mother started screaming at me and told me I was really in for it. She went to get the belt when my father stopped her. He told her that he would handle it and she should calm down and go to bed. She was reluctant but eventually she left the room. My dad told me I really needed to stop enticing her and that I was lucky he was there. He told me to pull down my pants. I begged to have the spanking through my pants. The thing was that I was wearing a thong and they were forbidden. I knew my punishment was going to be worse. He yelled for me to pull down my pants and i obeyed. As I pulled them down I could see the anger on his face. I don't exactly have a small butt so the back of the thong was up between my butt cheeks and the tiny piece of fabric barely covered by pussy. He screamed that I was a whore and he should have let my mother beat me with the belt. He grabbed me by the arm and pull me over to the couch. He pulled me over his knee and without warning started to smack my ass. He did it with such force. I was crying and screaming. Begging him to stop. He kept calling me a whore and a slut and how i didnt deserve mercy. My ass was on fire. My father decided he was going to make things worse, he took the straps of the thong and pulled up. The fabric was pulled tight against my pussy and ass. It hurt so bad and he was pulling so hard. The fabric had come up between my pussy lips when when i felt my father smack my pussy. He had never done anything like this and it hurt like hell. He screamed that i really was a wore getting wet from a spanking. I didnt know what he was talking about but i soon found out. He wailed my pussy a couple more times before he brought his hand to my face. He asked me if i saw what disgustingnes i left on his hand. He smeared it on my face. He continued to smack my ass and pussy until i passed out from the pain. When i woke up the next morning i was black and blue and couldnt walk. That wasnt the last time i ever was spanked but after that night my father always handled my spankings. each time doing the same thing, the last time i was spanked it consisted of pussy spanking. I unlike my siblings was spanked all the way up to leaving for college. My fathers was of telling me why was because i needed more punishment then them. I deserved my spankings and i never complained because i absolutely loved them