Required to wear TW only, in the house VIDEO

My 18th birthday.
I wasn't due to finish high school for another 6 months, and I had a job I liked, so I didn't intend to go away to college for like 21 months.
So that night I went out with friends.
Some brought alcohol.
I had too much, and well, Dad picked me up at the police station. 
Home and 

The bottom blistering he gave me was memorable.

I went to bed.

Dad and Edith, my step mom, woke me up the next morning.
Groggily, I sat up.
"We've made a decision," said Dad. "When you are in the house, you will ONLY wear white briefs. No fancy boxers, no other colors, only tighty whities. You will undress in the foyer, and leave any clothes you might be going out wearing, in the foyer. Do you understand, tighty whities ONLY in the house."
"Y..yes, Dad."
"Good."
Eventually, I got up and walked through the living room.

and grabbed a cup of coffee and went into the back yard:

Dad come out. "Come inside, now."
I did.
"We're still upset about last night."
"As .. you should be. I'm really sorry..."
"We plan to make sure you are very sorry."
He sat down and beckoned me over his lap and 

"Now stand up, and bend over, hands on the table there."
I did  and 

I was sobbing.
"Not done yet," said Dad. "Stay there, I'm getting my belt."
He walked away and returned and

I yelled and moaned louder, and sobbed.
"Now bend over the table, all the way."
I did and 

I sobbed and cried at each painful stroke.
He stopped and said, "Now go to the corner there. Briefs down to your ankles, on your knees, hands behind your back. Stay there until your step mother or I say you can come out."

There I knelt, sniffling, wishing I could rub my hot throbbing bottom.

From then on, I only wear TW in the house.
If friends came over, whether mine or theirs, I wore only TW. If the doorbell rang, I was told to go to the door, wearing only TW.