Usual Spanking Procedure

This is a discussion post about how you usually got spanked or get spanked if you still are.

When I was growing up I had a very specific set of punishments. If earned a spanking, it also included a week of wearing skirts everywhere no exception. So when I was going to be spanked, I was made to immediately change into a skirt (none of the skirts they got me fell below the knee) Then I would wait for my spanking whenever my mom decided that would be, if i was coming home from school, typically there was a note on the door telling me to change into a skkrt and do my homework until mom got home for my spanking, or whenever I had earned one at home i was immediately changed into a skirt and typically spanked after dinner.

The spanking was always the same routine, with the implements changing sometimes. Commonly, I would go over her knee and be hand spanked for a warm up, have my skirt raised and spanked with a flip flop on my underwear, then my underpants were lowered and I was spanked with a hairbrush on the bare.

Then mom would slap my bottom a couple times with her hand and send me on my merry way for a week long skirt punishment. If I earned a spanking while still in a skirt punishment, she wouldn't even bother with the skirt and panty spanking and just start by spanking me with both implements on the bare and then i had to wear a skirt for a week starting then instead of the previous start date.

If I earn a spanking then usually mom will tell me to get the paddle and go to the living room. She sits in a chair and I stand in front of her while she scolds me and pulls my underwear down. I get pulled over her knee and spanked pretty much until I can't take it anymore. When it's over I get told to put the paddle away and go to the corner for a half hour. I can get dressed after she lets me out of the corner.

After dinner (and dinner-related cleaning up), we'd be called into the living room. My stepfather would say some sort of general scolding, saying how we had better get our act together, this is not how he and my mom raised us, whatever. We all knew it was crap, since we got spanked regularly. Then the spanking would begin, starting with whoever had the "lightest" punishment (usually my older sister). My stepbrother and I would go sit on one couch, and my sister would lower her pants and panties and bend over the arm of the opposite couch. My stepfather would remove his belt and start going at my sister. When he finished with her, she could pull up her clothes and either sit back on the couch or go off to her room. (Usually she'd go off to her room, but sometimes she'd stay and watch us get our punishments). My stepbrother was usually next, and the same routine followed. He'd lower his pants and boxers and bend over the arm of the couch, and my stepfather would give him his punishment. My turn was almost always last, since I was the "bad" child. My stepbrother generally stayed to watch my spankings. I'd remove my pants and panties and bend over the couch. The spanking would begin. It was never any predetermined number of swats or length of time, just whatever he felt I "deserved". Most of the time, he stayed on my ass, but sometimes he got my upper thighs, too. Especially when I was younger, I would try to fight it, but I quickly learned that would only result in a longer punishment. Often, I would be reduced to tears by the end of it, though. When it was finally over, I could get dressed and then I would go up to my room. In the privacy of my rooom, I would lower my panties again to check the damage.

Jenny M: If I earn a spanking then usually mom will tell me to get the paddle and go to the living room. She sits in a chair and I stand in front of her while she scolds me and pulls my underwear down. I get pulled over her knee and spanked pretty much until I can't take it anymore. When it's over I get told to put the paddle away and go to the corner for a half hour. I can get dressed after she lets me out of the corner."

You write this as if it's still going on ? Is it....? Or, at what age did it stop? Your Mother making you bring her your instrment of torture and then return it to its cherished resting place is an interesting highlight to the story."

At age 9 (1959) my Dad made any deserved spanking a bedtime event. ,+/- 8 p.m. I had 2 "choices" to be "ready" in. I could have a T-shirt and briefs on or p.j.bottoms no briefs on with the T-shirt optional. Never fully naked. I usually went with the p.j.bottoms/no briefs "choice". My Dad would come in my room --put the armless desk chair by my bed sit down. On his left side I had to lay fully across his knees/lap. My pj bottoms would be lowered to just below my butt or to my ankles if a more serious spanking was going to occur. Then I'd get the short lecture/scolding on why/what I was being spanked for. He often called it a "hand paddling". Atleast 2x age in rapid moderately firm hand smacks and 3x age for any "repeat" misbehaviors. Applied all over my small bodyframe fair skinned "white" bare butt. I'd try to endure it but after 5--6 smacks the burn/sting was awful and I'd start crying and OW-ing. It felt more like a strap smacking my bare butt. A "tanning"/reddening everytime. My pj.bottoms would be pulled back up over my tanned bottom and I'd be told not to "disobey" or "do that anymore" and then to "go to bed son". No yelling no cussing but I definitely got a stern otk bare bottom "hand paddling".

Most of the time it was pretty straightforward. It may start with a lecture or a bitch out and then I would be sent to my parents room or my room. Ordered to take my pants down and bend over the bed. Then it began. Sometimes my mom would have the belt in in hand and would yell at me before being sent to the bedroom for the spanking.

When I was older mine was very routine and almost the same each time. My bedroom and her bedroom was basically a wall apart. Her dresser in which she kept the belt in was against the wall next to my bedroom. Most of my evening I was spent in my room as I had a chair and bed that I could sit in and watch tv. I always could hear when she went in her room and open a drawer. If I heard the sound of the belt coming out (which if you have heard) I knew it was about to be used. I was always relieved if she didn’t come in my room but I knew if she came out of her room and turn towards mine by her foot steps.

She would open my door and I could see the belt. Then the talk, questions and lecture would begin. Once she thought we did enough of that she would say come on down here and bend over the bed. My bed had a wooden foot board with a round top. I had a big pillow I would throw over it and bend over on that.

Now if I had in any pants with a button and zipper I would undo them and then bend over the footboard. She would then pull down what she wanted. If I had anything with an elastic waistband I would just bend over. Once I was in position the spanking would start.

That was 95% of my spankings as I got older. Younger would vary depending on what implement was used.

My stepdad would always be the one to spank me and my siblings. It would vary depending on what we did and when he found out.

Sometimes he’d call me over to him as he was sitting on a chair or the couch and then he’d pull my pants and panties down before pulling me forward over his lap and spanking me with his hand. Other times he’d have me stand facing the chair, couch or desk and pull my pants down from behind and tell me to bend over and then he’d spank me with his hand, paddle or belt. And if I was in my room, he’d have me lay face down on my bed and pull my pants and panties down and spank me.

The position always varied, sometimes I was over his lap and sometimes he’d have me so that I was like over one of his legs, like straddling it which was always embarrassing and low key exciting. At times he’d position me so that my legs would be open, because I’d always try to keep them closed or clench my cheeks to try to cover up as much as I could. This went on from age 11 to 17 for me.

The most embarrassing times would be if I was in my one piece swimsuit or gymnastics suit because he’d take it all the way down and I’d be totally naked for punishment.

Never got spanked as a kid but I'm very interested in the idea, the procedure. Spanking for discipline, spanking for sexual pleasure, spanking for both reasons.

About the last post, seeing this in this thread and alot on other Zity threads like it, that alot of stepfathers spank their stepdaughters on the bare bottom, sometimes fully naked. I've said it before that I don't believe all these stepfathers spank their stepdaughters without deriving some sexual pleasure from it, either from getting to see the girl's bare body or from the act of spanking them.

Read the previous post. Her stepfather would always pull her pants and panties completely off, exposing her bare bottom. Sometimes he would spank her with her legs spread apart, obviously allowing him to view her vagina and maybe anus also. Even if she had a swimsuit or gymnastics outfit on he would make her take them off, even though the spanking sensation would be about the same since the garments are so thin, but he still forced her to be naked. He may also have derived sexual pleasure from the humiliation aspect.

I could be wrong and I don't mean to offend. Maybe some stepfathers spank with a totally nonsexual mindset and are not at all aroused by doing it. But I personally do not believe that is the case with most stepfathers who do this to their stepdaughters. Same goes for uncles, cause it seems that quite a few uncles spank their nieces barebottomed too, seen that on other threads.

I was sent to my bedroom, then my dad (or mum, but usually my dad) would follow me up with slipper in hand. I then had to get my trousers and underpants down and bend over the bed, presenting my bare bottom for the slipper. When the spanking was over I had to pull my trousers back up (which used to chafe on my freshly-spanked bottom) and then I had to stay in my room until I was told I could come out.

Mom’s procedure was the same, it was always over her knee pants and underwear down and either her hand or mostly with her leather sandal, only exception was the last spanking I received from her when I was around 14, she told me to go her bedroom and lower my pants and underwear and lay accross her bed, she then used one of dads leather belts and tore my ass up.

Spanking I received from my aunt, she had me strip from the waist down and bend over and grab my ankles and gave me 10 swats with a wooden paddle and the second time she again had me strip from the waist down and lay accross her lap and used a small paddled.

Now a days with my wife I will either ask her to paddle me or she will ask “would you like a spanking” most always I will just bend over with my hands on my knees or on one occasion with her sitting in a straight back chair and go over her knee. All the spankings from my wife we are both naked.

The procedure changed as I aged. Before age 7 spankings were more impromptu. Mom brought me to a nearby chair where she sat down. As I was scolded she would lower (and usually remove) my pants and underwear. She then pull me into position across her lap for a 'good' spanking. My pants/underwear stayed down/off until I had fully calmed down. Dad's procedure was different. He spanked me standing up. He'd tell me to lower my pants/underwear (or do it himself if I was stalling). He'd then grab my wrists and hold them over my head lifting me enough that my feet barely touched the floor. Then the spanking would start. He used this round-house arm swing to deliver impacts that stung much worse than mom's spanks. These impacts would pushed me off my feet.

Around age 8 spankings became more formal. Both parents began using a paddle that hung on a nail in my room. (Placed there to 'be a daily reminder of the consequences for misbehavior'.) I would be sent to my room and wait for my spanking. Before my parent arrived I was expected to have removed all clothes below the waist and taken the paddle off the wall and have it sitting beside me as I sat on the side of the bed. When my parent arrived I was to stand and wait for instructions. Mom usually sat on the bed and scolded me as I stood before her. Dad usually pulled an arm-less chair from my desk next to the bed and sat there. I'd hand them the paddle and then go across their lap and the paddling began.

With the paddling over I would be stood up and I'd listen to a lecture about my what led to my spanking, etc. until I calmed down. No rubbing was allowed during this time. Lecture over I would be handed the paddle and told to hang it back on the wall 'until next time'. Depending on the time I might be told to go directly to bed or when I could leave my room.

I would be handed the paddle and told to hang it back on the wall 'until next time'.

Oh, the inevitability knowing it would simply be a matter of time till you got it again!

Oh, the inevitability knowing it would simply be a matter of time till you got it again!

Yup, the phrase would vary; "It's your actions that will determine how long it can stay there.", "let's see how long it might stay there this time", etc. Both parents seemed to enjoy punctuating the event with some annoying quip.

No spanking procedures at home if u pushed the envelope did something you knew better not to do . Ran your mouth when you knew it was time to just keep it closed. At that point it was over with. If mom went and got the belt Wooden spoon or the switch . She was most likely already telling you to get your pant and underwear down . There was no privacy either embarrassment was part of it. I been spanked in front of. My sister dare bottom and same for her

My mother would grab my tongue with the kitchen tongs and spank me with a wooden spoon. The number of swats would depend upon how much i resisted with the kitchen tongs. If I didn't resist it was 10 strokes on each ass cheek. If I resisted I would never know what was coming my way except for an enema when we were done.

My mother would grab my tongue with the kitchen tongs and spank me with a wooden spoon.

Kitchen tongs is a new one to me and might better fit in an "Unusual Spanking Procedure" thread. But I can imagine that was an effective control method.

I was sent to a woman one summer who provided day care for her 2 grandsons and another 3 or 4 more kids ages 3 to 7. She used a wooden kitchen spoon on us to good effect. It was wicked. The naughty child was then made to sit bare butt on a short 'spanking stool' until she said you could get up. Her grandson violated that rule and got spanked again with the kitchen spoon and then placed back on the 'spanking stool' after she had sprinkled rock salt on it. He was miserable.

She used a wooden kitchen spoon on us to good effect. It was wicked. She also made the naughty child sit bare butt on a short 'spanking stool' until she said you could get up. Her grandson violated that rule and got spanked again with the kitchen spoon and then placed back on the 'spanking stool' after she had sprinkled rock salt on it. He was miserable.

Anyone ever wonder what kind of results you'd get if you tried this kind of stuff when training animals?

Also reminds me of the historical punishments on old sailing ships. Whipped and then salt rubbed in the wounds. Seems like a good thing the grandson didn't live on a houseboat or they might have keelhauled him afterwards too I suppose?

Anyone ever wonder what kind of results you'd get if you tried this kind of stuff when training animals?

You'd probably end up with a SPCA complaint.

Nothing really unusual. When I got the belt, it was in one of three different places, depending on where we were living at the time: with me across my bed; with me up against the support post in the basement; or with me over the work table in the basement.

It was same every time soon as entered house my lower clothing was removed so bare from waist down made stand kitchen chair see two soap sticks soaking in bowl on table now they be inserted right up my bum once both deep up bum get spanked with wooden kitchen spoon until bottom be bright red all over be told stand side room wile mum finished off preparing soapy enema mix she take her time my bum be stinging inside and out clenching during spanking made me draw soap even

deeper up colon wile soapy solution cooling mum insert balon nozzle up my bum had bend over chair mum start filling me up.

I only got spanked a few times but usually my mom would just give me a few hand swats on my butt with my pants still on (she stopped when I turned around 10).

Mom will usually send me to my room to wait for my spanking. The waiting is for mom to cool down if she is angry and for me to think of my coming punishment.

As mom comes to my room and sit on the bed she will lecture me. After that I have to raise my skirt and lower my panties and ask for my spanking. I have to go over her knees for the hand spanking. After the hand spanking it is corner time. If it a serious offence I will be given the hairbrush after the hand spanking.

I can answer this two ways.

As a Kid, it would generally depend on who was spanking me. Mom was more on the spot, where as Dad would send me upstairs to my room and let the upcoming lesson kind of sink in.

Regardless the procedure was similar in one way. it was always bare butt. There were two reasons for this. The first of which was both my parents thought it was more effective. the other was due to my incontinence, (due to an injury when I was super young) I wear diapers full time (the alternative almost guarantee's continuous infections, but that's besides the point) I don't know how many of you are into diaper play of some kind, but clearly giving a spanking over a diaper is not effective.

So regardless of who was giving the spanking, it was always bare. depending on the time of day (or if I knew I wasn't likely to have an accident) whoever was going to spank me would undo the tapes on one side of my diaper (the side that would be next to the spankers stomach) take me across their lap, then undo the other tape and lower the back of my diaper to have full access to my bottom.

From there it would be the normal pre-spanking lecture. the worst part of this is that my parents expected you to listen. and if they thought I wasn't paying attention, they'd want me to repeat what they'd just said. And Woe to your butt if you couldn't repeat at least the essence of the lecture, it almost guaranteed an upgrade from a simple hand spanking to the back of a wooden spoon or hair brush.

Finally the spanking would begin. My parents didn't give a set number of swats, and to the best of my remembrance, they never went for X amount of time either. it was at the discursion of my spanker. Course Dad was only home when he wasn't on deployment, so for the most part it was Mom who'd be giving me a spanking. but regardless the result was almost always the same. my butt would be a stinging ball of fire and i'd be bawling like a baby. afterwards I'd typically be kept across the spankers lap until i was in control of myself enough that I could stand without needing to be held up on my own feet.

After the spanking (And a spanky dance. Yes. I did that, I'm not ashamed to admit it) I'd be given another lecture, unlike the pre-spanking lecture my parents didn't expect you to repeat most of what they were saying, probably because my folks realized that because you were bawling you probably couldn't remember details that well.

after that, depending on severity of the offence that resulted in the spanking to begin with, I'd either be re-diapered, and allowed to lay down and get control of myself, or I'd end up in the corner, hands on my head for a time out (Which I HATED, full stop)

Then once I was let out I'd be allowed to fix my clothes (this could also be my parents re-diapering me because doing it myself well bawling wasn't always 100% effective) and I could basically do whatever I needed to calm down.

as an adult, my friend (who is really the only one I play spanky games with, for personal reasons I won't go into here) has two ways to spank me.

Now part of me thinks that he is an evil genus, because even though I'm in my 30's, he makes me feel like a 5 year old.

Now, the first way he likes to do is what I call the "Surprise tactic". When we're doing our ageplay thing, he typically will use non corporal punishments for small things (like me not eating my pea's or something for lunch.) He'll typically stick me in the corner, which he knows I hate. But that's not typically the end of it. He'll do it, and sometimes that IS the end of it, but other times, he'll do it and when it's time for me to get my diaper changed, he'll start the change, and when he has my legs up above my head, he'll go "Oh right, You did *insert offence here*" by that point I have normally forgotten about it, he almost always has a brush or paddle in arms reach (even when I try and make sure said weapon of ass destruction (ha ha) Is not there.) so I'll end up getting a brush or paddle across my rump in the diaper position.

Now, I'm not easy to embarrass. I mean it, it takes a whole to embarrass me. but for whatever reason, being mid change (sometimes with a fresh diaper under my rump waiting to be taped up) with my legs above my head, and having to watch as he brings the brush, paddle, or even his hand down across my rump until my butt is as red as my hair... Well something like that is super effective in making me blush.

the other way is he'll wait until after I need a change, (he doesn't hide the fact that he's going to spank me at this one so I know it's coming) then before re-diapering me, he will make me stand up, climb over his lap, and get a regular OTK spanking. Honestly aside from the fact that I know I'm going to get my rump roasted, I honestly prefer this one because for whatever reason in my mind, being spanked in the diaper position is a million times worse then getting an OTK spanking like a 5 year old.

He also likes making me stand in the corner, sometimes he'll even use a marker to put "remove before spanking" on the back of my diaper (Which I do find funny) but that's how he dose it.