Did your paddle have a name?

Some of the names I've heard over the years were Mr. Pow Pow, the Board of Education, Bun Warmer, etc... I recently bought one called the Attitude Adjuster. What was the name of your paddles, if any, growing up?

It was the "warming stick" because it was kept in the warming oven over the top of the stove.

The name would be the back of the wooden Fuller hair brush, as there wasn't a traditional paddle in our house - but the wooden Fuller hair brush sure worked wonders on my backside 👹👺 Oh yes, and one time on the girdled backside of my 18-year old sister when she got caught going out with a sailor against my parents wishes 👹👺👹👺

My parents got one of those souvenir paddles on a road trip down the Oregon coast. It was cedar and had a picture of a boy bent over a barrel being paddled by his Dad. The words printed on it said "The Heck with Psychology!" My parents called it "the psychologist"; as in, "Do you want to see the psychologist, Dusty?" "If you don't shape up, you're going to have a visit with the psychologist, boy"

When I was in junior high, I had an English teach that I dearly loved. She taught Shakespeare through the words of Simon and Garfunkel. Before we began to study of Julius Caesar, she passed out a handout with the words of “The Sounds of Silence” written in triple space on it so that you could easily write notes between it lines then she played the song. She instructed us to listen to the words. When she played it again, she instructed us to listen to the words and refer to your handout. When the song finished, she as what did they mean in the in the first line? We went through the whole song. I might add there were some interpretations of the meaning of the song in publications.

So, what has this got to do with the names of paddles? Mrs. Israel displayed the same creativity when it came to discipline. Mr. Shakespeare was engraved across the face of her paddle. She would say things like this assignment is due next Thursday. Any student not having their assignment will have a date with Mr. Shakespeare after school. She would add I don’ t use Mr. Shakespeare very often but those students that have met him I sure will attest that I used him effectively for it would do justice to the greatest writer in the history of the English language to do things in halves.

My wife just tells me “GET YOUR BRUSH “ I need ( or want) to spank you!!

As a Kid my mom used a red oak hair brush she called "Miss Spanky." it was almost exclusively used on my butt so it kinda fit. ironically I still have Miss Spanky and she still gets used on my butt.

@ddell2 Did you ever get paddled using it?

I own a special paddle, personalized with the name of my Mistress, so every time I see it, I have to think of her.

It is usually located on a sideboard in the livingroom.

@ddell2 Did you ever get paddled using it?

I escaped Texas Public Schools, kindergarten through high school without so much as a whack.

At a BDSM club in Washington, DC there is a big paddle that they call the safe word extractor, and I think you can guess as to why.

I wasn't beaten with a paddle. My mother uses a specially sewn belt. It was called "an educational tool" (translating the name into English, of course).

This is because my mother called spanking "an educational procedure". I always felt a little shiver hearing these words as a child and as a teenager.

I haven't got a paddle but I like the idea of giving it a woman's name, like Barbara or something like that. I like the sound of getting a good spanking from Barbara.

Something wild like out of a Norse saga or Lord of the Rings style sword and sorcery name could be hilarious. I'd love to see some nominations, really, my brain isn't all there yet today.

The paddles of my youth were nameless, but every time I've seen this post listed in the menu, I think: "My paddle has a first name, it's O-S-C-A-R . . ."

As a Kid my mom used a red oak hair brush she called "Miss Spanky." it was almost exclusively used on my butt so it kinda fit. ironically I still have Miss Spanky and she still gets used on my butt.

I think that is very cool. I have a spoon that my mom used on my butt. It didn't have a name but it made it's point quite well despite that. Has not been used since but it still does give me a shiver when I see it knowing the damage it could inflict

I think that is very cool. I have a spoon that my mom used on my butt. It didn't have a name but it made it's point quite well despite that. Has not been used since but it still does give me a shiver when I see it knowing the damage it could inflict

Oh my, yes I know the feeling.

Even to this day when I visit my mom and she is cooking something and using a wooden spoon, all I can think of is the times a spoon like that was applied to my bare butt. She hasn't used it on me in 25 years, but still seeing her holding it sends tingles through my body.

I made a paddle for a friend and she named it "Buster".

Oh my, yes I know the feeling.

Even to this day when I visit my mom and she is cooking something and using a wooden spoon, all I can think of is the times a spoon like that was applied to my bare butt. She hasn't used it on me in 25 years, but still seeing her holding it sends tingles through my body.

A very nice and also readable comment !! - thanks for that !! - maybe you will ask your dear mother by the way, if she also remember the things, what was happened in the past with the wooden spoon ??

Kindly regards from germany !!

I have a paddle we call the "Cracker Barrel" because it came from a Cracker Barrel gift shop in the early 2000s. It was one of the game paddles, with the rubber band and ball attached, but thicker than similar game paddles. It is made from a good grade of 3/8th inch plywood and has a longer grip that most others. Gives a very stingy spanking.

I also have a leather strap called. the "Ignitor".

You speak from my heart @LameUsername. I remembered one of my mother's visits during which we cooked together. At one point, she matter-of-factly asked me to hand her a wooden spoon, unknowingly triggering a cascade of conflicting feelings, including an immediate semi-erection. I adjusted myself subtly and acted like nothing happened, but it took me a while to fully concentrate on what we were doing. I don't know if it will be understandable in English, but my mom used a form of the word for wooden spoon that is quite common in her native dialect, but to me as a child it sounded foreign and ominous because of what it was associated with. As a boy, I heard that word from her only in moments when I was in imminent danger of being spanked.

No, but my Bologna has a first name, it's O S C A R..

My Bologna has a second name, it's M A Y E R..

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Lukas'!

When I was in high school we had a Physical Education teacher that had a large paddle. He would hold it up to intimidate us guys. The paddle had inscribed on it the "Board of Education."

When I was in high school we had a Physical Education teacher that had a large paddle. He would hold it up to intimidate us guys. The paddle had inscribed on it the "Board of Education."

When I was in high school we had a Physical Education teacher that had a large paddle. He

would hold it up to intimidate us guys. The paddle had inscribed on it the "Board of Education."

@Chamberson I'm sure over the years it 'educated' quite a few young men through the one part of the body that seemed to sometimes connect to the brain! And indeed it was a board. Very apt lol

In my case, sometimes the switch or the cane was called "Saint Nicholas".

In my country, traditionally, in addition to Santa Claus, we also have "Santa Nicholas", celebrated on December 6. For well behaved children, Santa Nicholas "brings" sweets, and for bad children, Santa "brings" a switch or a cane...

In my case, on December 6, my personal Santa Nicholas delivered both together - sweets and a new cane (or a fresh switch) 🤪♥️😭