Father son attitude adjustment

I’m a 35 year old gay man. Recently split from my long term partner I was angry, back living at home and not in a good place. What’s more I was taking it out on everyone including my work colleagues who’d had enough and I was on a final warning.
I decided something had to be done so one day I came home from work and while still in my suit and tie I confided in my father. He listened, nodded in the right places and when I was done said
That’s quite a pickle you’ve got yourself into.
Sounds like you need some boundaries and consequences that don’t lead you to losing your job.
Exactly Dad… but I’ve tried
Well you’re missing a link I think.
What do you mean?
He got up turned his chair and placed it in the middle of the room.
What you doing?
He said nothing, just sat down again and pulled me to his side. I was confused and almost mesmerised so I complied.
Still without saying anything he reached to my belt and undid it, quickly followed by my fly button. Due to the weight of my wallet and phone my trousers fell to the floor almost instantly.
I was paralysed, in shock and automatically compliant. I knew what was coming and it was like I was 10 again and accepted my fate.
My briefs followed and I was left naked from the waist down still with my suit jacket on.
I offered no resistance when I was guided over his knee and positioned with my bare bottom sticking straight up. I still complied and laid there waiting as he rolled his sleeves up.
What followed was the bare bottom spanking of my life.
Wave after wave of spanks landed, still with no word from him.
An hour I was over his knee being spanked, by the end I was sobbing, drubbing and begging for him to stop. My bottom was swollen and on fire.
Finally he stopped but left me dangling over his knee for at least another fifteen minutes to calm down.
After this I was patted on the bottom to stand.
I don’t mind admitted that as a fully grown sexually mature man I had reacted in a way to be expected and my penis was fully erect but I didn’t care.
He ordered me to remove the rest of my clothes and fold them neatly on the table. It was only then did I realise that he front window and blind was open and that anyone passing within a few feet of our house would’ve seen and heard everything. I blushed heavily at the thought as I slipped off my shirt to reveal my hairy chest. I was still fully erect.
I was told to go and stand in the corner with my hands on my head. I did as it meant getting out of the direct line of sight from the window.
Eventually I was allowed to dress but I elected on no underwear and a baggy pair of shorts.
I was told to present my bare bottom for spanking every evening after work for the rest of the week. I did. Every evening I would come in from work out my briefcase down and stripped totally naked in front of him before placing myself over his knee waiting for the spanking. Sometimes the spanking would start straight away, sometimes he ignored the fact I was laying over his lap at all for about 10 minutes before he started.
Gradually my behaviour at work improved but I was still spanked at least once a week… usually on a Sunday. I hope it never stops

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