Mother punished me like a baby

When I was young, my mother doled out wooden spoon discipline. It was immediate, none of this waiting for father to come home. One time when I was 10 or 11 I was playing and broke one of her figurines. She grabbed a wooden spoon and pulled me over her lap for 10 good swats. I said I needed to pee and she said it'd just have to wait. She pulled down my shorts and gave me 10 more whacks. I was hopping around saying I really needed to pee but she pulled down my panties for 10 more.

With my bladder over her knee I felt the pee start leaking. She felt it on her leg, dragged me to the bathroom, put me on the toilet while she washed off. She was furious and dragged me back out and made me take off my clothes, I was embarrassed because my breasts were starting to sprout. She didn't care and pulled me over her knee and hit me I don't know how many times and made me kneel on the spoon in the middle of the family room with my hands on my head.

For the next week I was so good so she didn't get angry but I was playing in the yard with the neighbor kids and really had to pee bad but I didn't want to stop playing. Finally I really had to go and ran in the house. When I came out of the bathroom mother was standing there with the spoon. She was furious. I'd left the door open to the backyard and tracked in dirt. I told her I really had to pee and she said I needed to learn to manage that better, pulled me over her knee pulled down my shorts and panties and gave me a hard spanking.

The kids were on the deck and looking in the window and she made me take off my clothes to get 10 more. I was trying to cover up but mother didn't care. Afterward she made me kneel on the spoon, hands on my head, facing the window. The next week I couldn't go out and the kids teased me about being spanked naked and my boobies. I was crying every day. My mother found out they were teasing me and she made them apologize and told me to go out to play.

The teasing didn't stop but it changed. They were chasing me around pulling up my shirt and trying to pull down my pants. When I tried to go in to pee the kids wouldn't let me and I ended up peeing my pants. I tried to get inside without mother seeing me but she caught me, told me to take off my filthy clothes and come back for a beating. I came back in fresh clothes and she said I'd get more swats because she didn't tell me to get dressed. She had gotten father's belt and had me bend over for a long hard belting.

I wasn't allowed outside again til she went shopping and came back with diapers. I was told that if I was going to act like a baby I'd be treated like a baby and had me take off my clothes and put on the diaper and made me go outside. I tried to hide in the corner but the other kids came over and said we'd play house and I was the baby. The game was taking my diaper on and off and spankings. I tried to cover myself but the kids just grabbed my sprouting boobs and tried to look at my privates.

When I had to pee they wouldn't let me go in and said I had to pee in my diaper or on the ground. I peed on the ground so mother wouldn't see a wet diaper. I think that was the day my father moved out because he didn't agree with mother's methods but he didn't take me with him.

Mother's family came over to thanksgiving and mother made me dress with the diaper underneath. My uncle was tickling me on the floor and discovered my diaper and asked mother what that was all about. Mother said because I wouldn't pee in a toilet it was all she could do to control me. I was embarrassed because everyone was hearing.

My uncle being funny sniffed my bottom and said I think she's had an accident. Mother immediately said I needed a spanking but she was talking with her sisters so she told him to take me to the guest bedroom to handle it and don't be soft with me.

He took me to the room and asked me how my mother punished me. I thought he was concerned so I pleaded and said it's so bad she makes me naked and spanks me over and over. He looked at me for a minute. I was hopeful but then he said that's how I must do it. He pulled my dress over my head and took my socks off. I was only in my underwear and the diaper. He looked at my chest and said I was getting to be a big girl. I thought again he'd spare me the humiliating spanking but he pulled down my panties and diaper and turned me over his knee.

From the first swat he was hitting hard and I cried out. He put his hand over my mouth and told me to be quiet and not disturb the other guests. He spanked me forever. My bottom was burning and I was beyond embarrassed. He cuddled me and lay down with me after, rubbing my bottom. Somehow I survived the rest of my childhood. I would get regular spankings from my mother, grandmother and uncles and I became more of a loner.

When I went off to college the spankings stopped but I'd tell my one uncle when I was bad (like overeating and weight gain, both taboo) He'd spank me and make me wear an adult diaper. I always had to kneel in the middle of the room after but we'd cuddle after.

We still had tickle fights. He'd tell me I was getting plump and pinch my fat rolls. I would fantasize about sex with him or even marrying him but he never molested me or showed an interest in me. Sometimes he'd jokingly juggle my boobs saying what a big girl I became but then scold me for weight gain but that's it.