Most of the time when you hear about kids being abused its usually a man mistreating a girl. In my case it was my mother's step mother who I believe was probably thrilled when my grandfather died at such a young age. I never knew and still don't know my father who according to my mother lives on the west coast somewhere. It was 1989, I was 10 and my mother was in rehab after getting arrested for drugs. I was only suppose to live with Sheila for a few months but my mother relapsed and got arrested a second time and the courts handed me over to Sheila's guardianship. I didn't go to school after that because Sheila insisted on home schooling. That is when I found out what a brutal bitch she was and understood why my mother never liked her. She controlled my life from then on spending hours each weekday on school work and assigning me chores around the house. The only outdoor activity I had was in the yard and in years only had one neighborhood friend who I was only allow to see on weekends. This woman had me broken within 6 months and I was not only scared to death of her but also subjected to such humiliation the way she treated me. To her I was like a small child unable to do anything right. She spanked me if I did school work wrong or chores the wrong way and always made me pull down my pants and underwear and after awhile forcing me to take them off completely. When I took a bath and even as I got older took a shower she would have me naked making sure my ears and feet were clean. By the time I reached puberty she no longer spanked me over her lap but would force me to bend over a kitchen chair or the table and thats when she began using a leather belt. There were numerous times over those years when she spanked in in front of her older sister who watched me sometimes when Sheila went away for a day or two. Her sister never spanked me but she did invade my privacy when I showered. I was always embarrassed when they saw me naked or made me take off my pants and underwear when I got spanked. To me that is something I could never get accustom to and it was humiliating every time. I was 4 months shy of my 16th birthday when my mother went to court and regained custody of me. I told her many times how Sheila treated me but she either did nothing or couldn't to stop it. I read on some of these type of sites where people get erections while being spanked or humiliated the way I was but I was never aroused in front of Sheila or her sister. I did masturbate as I got older but only behind locked doors fearing she would catch me. Even when I was 15 I put up with her still fearing her at that age and still being whipped and humiliated naked after a shower. She treated me the same way from 10 to 15 years old and I was such a wimp I just let her control me. Sheila is 81 now and I have rarely seen her over the past 20 years and don't care to. My mother has been drug free for a long time but I don't see her often either and usually talk on the phone a couple times a month. Needless to say we were never in a close relationship only maybe when I was very young which I don't remember. I blame my mother to an extent for those years with Sheila because she was more interest in drugs than she was of my well being.