April 12th, 2019

A boy’s first school spanking

I was six years old when I received my first corporal punishment at school. It was in 1958 and it occurred at my infants school. I was being disruptive and a general nuisance during a class, and I was warned several times by the teacher, Mrs C, about my behaviour. I did not take notice and eventually she sent me to stand in the corner.

However, I still would not behave and kept talking to my friends. Mrs C was a kind lady and warned me once again, which I ignored. Finally, she told the class to behave and grabbed me by the arm. She almost dragged me down the corridor to the Headmistress’s office. She knocked and was told to enter. Mrs C told the Headmistress, Miss J, what I had done. Miss J told Mrs C to return to her class and she would deal with me. I was now a very frightened little boy.

I had heard what happened when Miss J dealt with naughty pupils and knew it was not going to be nice. One of my friends had been given a sound spanking earlier in the year and had told me all about it.

Miss J started by lecturing me, before placing a chair in the middle of the room. She sat on the chair and told me to come to her. I knew what was coming and started crying. When I was next to her, Miss J grabbed me and, before I knew it, I was over her knees. I wriggled, but she had a firm hold on me with one arm. She expertly pulled my shorts and pants down, leaving my bare bottom on display. She soon started smacking my bottom very hard.
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April 12th, 2019

Friend spanking

I was at my second apartment and a female friend stopped over for a birthday or Christmas gift exchange. I had just turned thirty and she was in her early forties. ‘M’ worked with me for awhile and left for another job, but still kept in touch with several of us.

We exchanged gifts and then she gave me a few more and said if I opened them I had to model them. The first one was a pair of briefs with snowmen on them. I undressed and came out with just them on, getting a whistle or two from her.

Then, she gave me another gift and it was a 3-pack of male g-strings. I blushed a bit, but modeled each one. She liked what she saw. After I modeled the last one, I returned wearing a nylon bikini brief with velcro tabs at the sides. She liked me in them, as well.

As I was walking away from her, she came up from behind and pulled at the bikini and it came right off, leaving me naked and facing away from her. She asked me to face her and I was active when I turned around.

She then walked over and sat down and called her ‘baby’ over. I walked over to her and before I knew it, she had me across her lap and I had no idea what to expect.
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April 12th, 2019

Girl paddled in school

This took place at a High School in ‘D’, Missouri. I do not remember the exact year but it was probably somewhere around 2006 or 2007. I also don’t remember what grade the person being paddled was in, but I believe she was a junior or senior.

‘Mn’ of the class of 2007 had been assigned detention for stating that she “had to pee” during class. ‘Mn’ decided she would rather be paddled than to go to detention. She explained the situation to one of her teachers and asked his permission to go to the office to be paddled. He allowed her to do so and the principal told her she would get 2 swats. He asked her if she was sure this is what she wanted to do. She said it was and the principal gave her 2 swats with a wooden paddle.

‘Mn’ returned to class and rubbed her bottom for a little while, complaining that it stung. Her teacher eventually told her to stop rubbing her butt.

I was a student in the class and saw all of this happen except, of course, the actual paddling that took place in the office.

CB

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April 12th, 2019

School bus spanking

When I was about 12, we were on a coach coming back from a school trip. We had had a lovely day, but the journey home seemed very long. The girls were getting a bit bored and restive, and our form mistress, who we adored but was strict, had told us to keep our seats several times. There were no seat belts in those days. She finally ran out of patience when I stood up and crossed the aisle of the coach to talk to a friend. I suddenly heard my name called.

“W, come here!”

I went to the back seat of the coach where she was sitting and got told off for not keeping my seat. I thought that would be it but, to my horror, she decided to make an example of me, no doubt to deter others.

“You’ve had enough warnings, young lady, so now get over my knee!” She said with authority.

Miss then made me lie over her knee, pulled my skirt up and smacked my bum hard several times. She was young and very athletic so she made every smack count as I yelped. The sounds of the smacks and yelps brought the spanking to the attention of other girls who looked round with amused grins on their faces.
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April 4th, 2019

Two girls spanked with a ping pong bat.

When I was about 15, I spent the weekend at my cousin’s with my older (boy) cousin and my younger (girl) cousin Patty. Unfortunately, in church Patty and I were a bit excited and started giggling over something. This was noticed and we were moved. We suspected we might be in trouble and sure enough, when we came back to the house, out came my aunt’s paddle  and we knew we were in for it!

I expected her to put us over her knee (she had done this before) but she told us to bend over the sofa together. She hiked up our dresses at the back and we looked at each other in somewhat despair as she completed the lecture, knowing that in a few minutes our bottoms would be very warm indeed.

She tapped us both a couple of times with the paddle, which was light, ping pong paddle which could give a good sting, and then: WHAP!

“Ow!” yelped Patty, eyes bulging.

WHAP! “Ow!” I yelped similarly as the paddle stung my rear.

WHAP! “Ow!” from Patty.

WHAP! “Oweeeee!” from me.

I think Patty lasted about three spanks before she burst into tears and I lasted about four. We yelled and hollered as my aunt spanked away alternately at our bottoms. I did notice one thing as the spanking went on; our yelps got somewhat out of synch. I was yelling when Patty was swatted and she was yelling for me!
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April 4th, 2019

Two sisters spanked at home

I grew up the oldest of four, with a sister two years younger and brothers five and eight years younger. Though my parents were 1960s liberal types, they were anything but when it came to raising kids, and both were firm believers in the effectiveness of a warm bottom in maintaining discipline.

Spankings in our house were not everyday happenings, but they certainly were not rare, and the sounds (and sometimes the sights) of one of us getting our bare bottoms tanned could be heard fairly often.

Much rarer was more than one of us getting spanked at the same time. The age gap between us was enough that we had our own circle of friends and didn’t really hang around together enough to get into trouble together. While my brothers found themselves in trouble together more frequently (usually with dad), I recall only a handful of times that sis and I were involved in the same incident and were disciplined together.

The last incident I remember was not long after I turned 15 and she was 13, and, as it usually did, the incident we were in trouble began with a petty argument that escalated into a major conflict.

Mom was a big believer in household chores as a way to build responsibility and have us contribute to the household. Cleaning up the kitchen after dinner had been one of my assignments since I was 12. My sister was added to that rotation when she reached 12 and for the better part of the year, we had been sharing the duties.
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April 2nd, 2019

Girl spanked at school

I can remember getting my first kiss from a boy when I was about seven or eight years old. I was walking home rather slowly as I had just been spanked by my teacher very soundly and my bottom was really sore. She had had enough of me that Friday afternoon and, when I had made another silly remark, she put me in the corner. It was called the Naughty Corner, and  children who were put in there generally got a spanking.

I might have got away with it had not the previous week the teacher come in with a new hairstyle  which she obviously thought did something for her. On that occasion I had made the memorable remark, “It doesn’t suit you, Miss!”

I thought I was just telling the truth but the teacher was quite upset and I was hauled out the front to be told what a rude little girl I was and given a couple of smacks on the bum to impress the point on me.

In view of the previous confrontation with the teacher my chances of getting away without a sore bum this time were very slim. Sure enough, after the lesson finished and she had dismissed the class, the teacher called me to stand in front of her and gave me a right telling-off which brought tears to my eyes. She then put me over her knee and flipped my skirt up for a meeting between her hand and my rear. She was quite young and athletic and smacked hard for the next minute or so, at the end of which I was yelling.
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March 31st, 2019

Giggling schoolgirls paddled

I always have been prone to the giggles and it has got me into trouble more than once. Like at school when my teacher, Ms H, was bending down to get something and cracked her head on the side of the desk. Unfortunately the sight of her holding her head made my friend, Jan, and I get a fit of the giggles. The problem was we couldn’t stop.

Ms H glared at us and told us to go out of the room. Unfortunately, as we were passing, Jan giggled once again, so Ms H handed us the paddle and told us to wait outside in the hallway for her.

We did so, feeling our bottoms to be very vulnerable.

At last, Ms H came out, took the paddle in her hands and gave us a lecture at how impolite and inappropriate we had been. What followed was painful as we both had to grab our ankles and get three swats from the paddle. Jan went first while I had to face the wall. There were three loud pops and three louder yells from my friend, who burst into tears at the end. Interestingly, the class was deathly quiet and listening as I think the sound of the paddle on our bottoms and our yells sent a clear message to the class,  which was obviously the teacher’s intention.
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March 31st, 2019

Two girls spanked in London

The summer between 9th and 10th grade, we went as a family (mom, dad, me and my younger sister and two younger brothers) to Scotland to visit my grandmother, my dad’s mother. We flew to Scotland in July and stayed for the month with my grandmother.

I was not especially happy to be giving up a summer with my friends, especially the boy I had been secretly dating for more than a year. I was, to put it charitably, often sullen and glowering for much of the trip, to the point where I was warned more than once by mom that I was “this close” to having my attitude adjusted. By some miracle, I managed to improve my disposition each time to avoid a trip over her knee and I emerged from the trip spank free except for one specific instance that happened while we were visiting cousins in London.

While we were there, we made a side-trip to London, a rather lengthy train ride, to visit my dad’s cousin, who was a career Canadian diplomat and was stationed at the time at the Canadian embassy in London. He and his wife had two kids, Lisa who was 15 and a few months older than I, and Stephen, who was 9, around the same age as the older of my two younger brothers.
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March 27th, 2019

School dinner spanking

I was full of mischief as a kid. One day during school dinners, I decided to play a trick on one of the boys on my table by unscrewing the saltcellar top and handing it to him.

“Do you want the salt?” I asked him.

He took it and shook it and the top came off and emptied salt all over his dinner. I laughed at the look at the dismay on his face and everyone at the table seemed to join in. However, I didn’t realise the prank had been watched by one of the dinner ladies. The next thing I knew was a tug on my ear as she lifted me off my seat and wagged her finger in my face. She then kept hold of my ear as she took me to the teacher on duty, who wasn’t amused by what I had done.

To show her displeasure, she put me over her knee, raised my skirt and gave my bum several good smacks with her hand. She was actually quite young and very athletic, and the smacks really hurt, as she intended them to, of course. These were the good old days. I returned to my seat with a stinging bottom and a red face to finish my dinner. My erstwhile victim was now grinning hugely at my discomfort as I wriggled on my seat.
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