The Peepshow – Spanking Story Highlight

Posted by Jason Gilbert

Here is another spanking story highlight for you. Yet another one that features a voyeuristic spanking story. I love spanking stories told from a witness’s perspective and I am always happy to highlight them for you!! Hopefully others are enjoying these stories too!!

“The Peepshow”

I was 13 years old, enjoying life, riding my bike everyday and loving every minute of it. I used to ride by a two story house a few doors down every day, the little girl 4 years younger than me waving every time I did. She used to bug me. Her name was Missy, and she was just as annoying as her name was. However, she had an older sister, Stacy, who was the same age I was. She was in my class at school, in fact. We were both in 8th grade, and she wanted nothing to do with me, and I knew that. So I stayed away from her.  I thought she was cute, but she was always pretty bitchy to me, well, to everyone.

She and her sister belonged to a nice family, who used to eat lunch with my family after church each week. Her mom was always trying to give me advice when I didn’t want it, making everything a “life lesson.” I guess that was good for her to be like that, better than not caring at all. Her mom was also pro-spanking, as I found out from eavesdropping, and also by straight spying, that one wonderful day.

I remember Stacy telling that annoying Missy that she was going to be spanked for staying outside too long, and Missy ran home crying. I remember their mom asking my mom if she spanked, one day, mentioning how she believed in its use with her two daughters. But one day I found out just how she practiced spanking.

I was riding my bike by their house one afternoon when I heard yelling. Hearing the voice of Stacy, I couldn’t help but stop and approach stealthily. I didn’t know what they were arguing about, but Stacy was really being a brat. I approached the window, keeping my distance, and saw her mom pointing at a big sheet of paper. I guess Stacy had been calling some teen chat line, the ones that cost a lot of money a minute. Stacy denied it, insulting her mom. I don’t know why, her mom had proof. Stacy was just being stubborn. Her mom stopped, then ordered Stacy to go to her room.

 Unfortunately it seemed over, as I wanted to see her mom get back at that bitchy Stacy, for me. I was about to head off when I saw her mom walk by carrying a paddle. Now I was intrigued. If only I could walk inside and see what happens. Then I realized, the tree! I climbed their tree in their yard, finding a perfect position to look through her window. I was pretty camouflaged in the bushes, so I felt safe. Stacy’s window was open, so I could hear everything, as well as see everything.

Stacy sat on her bed angry. All of a sudden, as I predicted, her mom burst in holding that piece of a paper and a wooden paddle. Stacy moaned

“Mom! No!”

“Stacy, stand up! You didn’t think you’d get off that easy… you’re getting a spanking!”

“Mom…” Stacy protested the best she could, mostly by doing nothing. She stood there whining, her mom staring her down.

“You’ve been a bad girl, first making all those calls after I told you not to, then trying to lie to me, not to mention argue and insult me. Now turn around and bend over… pull your pants down too…”

Stacy sighed and did as she was told, slipping her shorts down to her ankles and bending over.

“Your panties too, Stacy.”


“Pull them down, now!”

Stacy started pulling her panties down. I was very excited. As her panties went uncovered her bottom, my eyes were drawn to that round and soft looking behind. I always thought Stacy was attractive, and now I was able to see her bare butt. There was something pleasing about seeing her exposed and helpless like that, about to get a spanking like a little kid. That’s Karma, I guess.

Her mom walked over and positioned herself in the paddling position, cocking her arm back, readying that paddle.

“Now, Stacy, let’s get this over with…”

Her mom started spanking her, swinging that paddle over and over. The sound was very loud, sounding like the worst feeling thing ever. You could tell it stung like crazy, as Stacy started crying heavily after the second smack. I was impressed Stacy was able to stay in position so long; she probably was used to it by now, as I could imagine she probably got spanked a lot. Her mom gave her about 6 good swats, then stopped.

“There.” Her mom said.

Stacy was screaming, tears streaming down her face. She stood up holding her bottom, rubbing it and dancing around. I got to see her vagina as she danced in pain, but seeing that I began to feel guilty. Seeing a spanking was one thing, seeing a girl naked without her knowing was another… The show was over. I climbed down and rode away on my bike, crashing into a mailbox as my mind wandered back to the previous event. I guess that’s Karma.


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    1. Thank you for the comments!! It is great to get positive feedback!! This is a brand new experience for me as I have never made a website before, but I am having fun with it!! You should know that none of the videos that I feature here are of my own creation, but instead ones I like to highlight as containing elements that I enjoy in a spanking video. That is why I always try to include links as to where you can purchase it yourself. Perhaps one day I will produce some of my own spanking content, but right now the only original stuff I have produced is some original stories!!

      Glad that you like the blog!! Hope that you keep coming back!!


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