Punished in front of company

Have you ever been punished in front of company? I'm threatened with it a lot, and I don't think I could handle the embarrassment ... How did you handle it , did your company get upset about it, and did they ever mention it to you after that?

I have never been punished in front of company or punished anyone in front of company unless they were also in the BDSM community.

I got spanked and was put in the corner when company arrived. I yelled and ran to my room only to have my dad drag me back down stairs and I got a second spanking on my bare butt and had to stand in the corner with my red bottom on display Not a pleasant experience

I have never been punished in public. But the thought does excite me, I would love to be stripped naked, tied to a table or chair with my legs spread and then have my tits and pussy whipped.

I have always wanted to make a lady endure a subtle, hidden punishment in front of company. I would give her a fairly large enema....three quarts or so...of warm salt water. If she had been particularly bad, a bit of glycerin might make its way into the solution.

Then, a nice inflatable butt plug to ensure she does not leak. I would instruct her to get dressed in one of her usual outfits...it would be amusing to watch her try to squeeze her distended belly into some jeans or a casual dress.

Then, she would have to hold it for the evening while we entertained company. I would demand that she show no sign of her discomfort...if she looked desperate at any point during the evening, I would take it as a cue that she needs more training to retain her water.

Only after the last guest for the night leaves...AND she is finished cleaning up and doing the dishes....will I consider allowing her to expel.

Hold 3 quarts of water with glycerin for an entire evening in front of vanilla company? REALLY?

This one is going to stay a fantasy.

Wet girl - - -

"I have had to walk the dog with a golf ball in my panties once. Very uncomfortable but only my bf and I knew."

How about wearing lycra skin tight panties with two or more new tennis balls in place of the golf balls with perhaps plugs.

Now you would know what discomfort is in short order !

And for further drastic discomfort place a brillo pad inside each cup of your bra !

Ewew can you feel the pain - I thought so - You can come and do this in public or quietly but it will not be a walk in the park !

No and I feel I want to be in a trusting position with them before such a situation.

Somebody has contacted me on another sight and wishes to sting my buttocks and genitals with fresh nettles with someone else there watching possibly joining in. Does anyone have any experience of nettles as a punishment or for play before I decline or agree?

Yes been spanked bare over my girlfriend's lap for backtalking her once, had 3 of her friends over and didn't stop her and actually got a pretty hard long spanking and then naked in the front corner for all her friends to see my naked red bottom and my hands were up the whole time for them to see her handywork.

Ive been paddled very thoroughly many times in front of company.. daddy says "act up when they are here, you must not care". so he goes about the business like any other time

No, but I was spanked in our bedroom while company was here sitting in the living room two different times with the "silent" loopy. Only two friends new what was going on and both times. I then serve timeouts in our room and am I'm not allowed to come out till he comes and gives me permission. My friend checked on me once and I got a spanking before we went to bed. It was with the "silent" loopy but I'm sure my crying didnt make it such a silent experience. I told him she should get in trouble for coming to my room. (Her husband isnt into spanking but she does get disciplined other ways). He told me I should of told her to politely leave.

I have been threatened many many times to have my butt spanked in front of friends. He'll ask me if I want to play baseball and that always means I earn a strike one. Two more and I earn a spanking. Some friends know what that means others don't.

I am always tempted to push his limits and call his bluff. Then I actually get the spanking later and am always grateful I didn't push. But I know me, the temptation and curiosity will always rear it's ugly head and one day I will pay for it.

I remember back in the early 80's there was some neighbors we were friends with and she got in trouble for fighting with her husband. Not like she got punished in front of company because it was just them and us but when I got her out of jail I told her that she was going to get punished I our living room in front of my wife and her husband. She agreed and I proceeded to spank her over her pants for awhile and then on her bare ass. following her spanking I gave her 5 bulb enemas.

I have never been punished in front of company. But surprisingly I would love to have a Dominant that would punish me in front of KINKY company if that is what they wanted. It's the control I'm looking for.

When I was a teenager, I got to see my sister being spanked and then given an enema. She was late coming home from a date and my parents confronted her about the late hour. My sister said that she could really come in whenever she wanted as she was 18. My father and mother blew up and my father grabbed my sister's wrist and dragged her into the kitchen. He sat down on a kitchen chair and pulled my sister over his lap. She began to shout about her rights. My dad laughed and told her that he was going to giver her a good lesson. He told my mom to get the syringe ready. When she heard this, my sister began to twist and turn on my dad's lap. He told her she was going to get a spanking .

My sister was wearing a short plaid skirt and my dad grabbed the hem of it and pulled it up to her waist. This revealed that my sister was wearing a garter belt and nylons. I edged closer and my dad told me that I could stay and watch. He tugged my sister's panties down to her knees. She began to wail and thrash her legs about. I could hear her nylons rubbing together as she squirmed. My dad then began to spank her ass very slowly and methodically. My sister began to sob. I could feel myself get hard as I watched her ass being spanked. I moved around so hat I could get a good view of the spanking. As her ass reddened, I could see her pussy slit dew up with moisture. Every now and then, as my dad's hand smacked her, I could see her little puckered ass hole.

The spanking continued for several minutes. I had forgotten about my mom. She suddenly appeared carrying a tray. On the tray was a red rubber enema syringe, a bowl of soapy water and a jar of Vaseline. She placed the tray on the kitchen table and said to my dad at she was ready whenever he was. My dad stopped spanking my sister's ass and reached down and pulled her panties right off her legs. She was crying and squirming. My mom said, " Spread her ass cheeks apart". My sister was really wailing when she heard this. Dad pulled her ass cheeks apart with both hands and my mom was ready with the Vaseline. She had a glob of it on her finger and she slowly worked the finger up into my sister's ass. I was ready to come by this point. As I watched my sister being probed by my mom's finger, I laughed out loud. My sister had forgotten that I was there. She really began to thrash around when she heard me. My dad told my mom to move away and he began to spank my sister's ass again. It was a bright crimson by this time. Mom handed dad the syringe and my mom pulled my sister's ass cheeks apart. My dad slowly inserted the thick black nozzle of the syringe into my sister's rectum until the syringe was was nestled tightly against her rectum. My dad slowly squeezed the bulb. He pulled it out slowly and re-inserted it several times. When it was empty, he pulled it out with a pop. Mom took it and re-filled it out of the bowl of soapy water. This was done several more times until my sister's ass was filled. My dad let her up to go to the washroom. She held her ass cheeks tightly together as not to have an accident. I ran up to my room and jerked myself off as I remembered the sight of my sister over my dad's lap.

My sister was not late coming home again for quite a while

Never in front of company as an adult.

As a child, my mom occasionally gave me some spanks on the clothed seat in public when I was misbehaving. More serious punishments were given at home, pants down and nobody else in the room. Of course, with the lack of soundproofing in our home, everybody generally knew about it — besides she did not make a mystery of it. This happened also with my aunt or grandmother around, though not I think with people from outside the family.

I would not mind being punished in front of kinky women 😃

Yes, it was waay too embarrassing. We had a mutual friend of us over and I started acting out so daddy dragged me over his knees and pulled my pants and underwear down, then proceeded to whip my behind with the belt.

Although not a punishment, per se, I get my annual birthday spankings in front of 6-8 people, mostly family. My one consolation is that they also get their bare behinds warmed on their birthdays. Growing up, i usually got spanked in my room. But, whenever I came home past my curfew, mom paddled me in the kitchen because everyone else was sleeping. those curfew paddlings were still given on my bare behind, even when I was engaged!

My birthday is at the end of September and I got married at the end of November. I was 21 when I got married. I am telling you this for a reason, honest, lol. I was at my parents house doing wedding stuff, planning for the shower I believe, or it might have been for the wedding itself I can't remember. It was after all 25 years ago now. Anyway there were quite a few people over, probably 5 or 6 at the moment and something happened that didn't make me very happy. So I said, "what the hell". My mom slapped me across the face. I was again 21, less than two months away from being married and I was at college so I wasn't even living in their house.

To say I was shocked was a gross understatement. I was highly embarrassed, shocked, hurt, stunned, mad and probably a boat load of other feelings. My mom said and I quote, "we don't speak that way in this house young lady". Neither of my parents ever slapped us on our face, at least not that I saw growing up anyway and I could count on one hand how many times I had ever been spanked too. I think my mom was shocked to hear me talk like that, I think she was highly disappointed hearing me talk like that, I think she thought I was being very disrespectful to her and my father in their own home, and I think she was very embarrassed that I spoke like that in front of all of her Christian friends.

Needless to say, she was exactly correct on all accounts and I deserved to be slapped across the face. I apologized to her and my father who didn't even hear it and also did so to my mom's friends. I never spoke like that again in front of her, within ear shot of her, and never in her home. That was until she got older and after my father passed away. My mom became a whole different person after my father died, and for the better might I add. She was finally able to be herself, and true to herself. She ended up with Alzheimer's and often times people change when they have Alzheimer's. My mom became way more relaxed and so much more laid back. She would curse sometimes. It always made me laugh when she did, and it still does when I think about her swearing, lol. My mom was a great lady.

For a woman who was a very devout Christian she was so very accepting of my relationship with Doc. This is a woman who stayed married to my father who was medically crazy for real and who was so over the top mentally and verbally abusive to her. I used to beg her to divorce him and she wouldn't because she said the bible doesn't condone divorce. Even though Doc and I are both married to others she was completely accepting of Doc and my relationship. I was very surprised shocked that she was. Relieved too. She loved Doc and in the last few years she usually forgot who I was by name, but she never forgot his, and she knew what he was to me. My mom was my best friend as an adult and it was nice to be able to share with her, aside from my kids, the most important thing in my life. I told her everything about us, the whole "event" issue and the whole nine yards. She would always ask me how things were coming with that too and she would always say things like "those jerks don't have any business or any right to decide what you can do, should do, or will be able to do in your bedroom. Once in a while she would ask me a sort of shocking question too like if he made me happy, or if he provided for my needs. Well given who my mom was I naturally assumed she meant does he make me happy and if I need money or something does he make sure that I am not doing without. At first I responded things like, I was financially okay and didn't need his money or for him to provide things for me. Ummm, yeah, she stopped me the first time and said that's not at all what she meant. Took me a few seconds to get that she was asking me if he pleased me in bed and did he make sure I had orgasms. She knew Doc and I have a medical fetish so since she was so open and asking those kinds of questions, I told her the truth with some details. She was very interested and was wanting to know. After that conversation she asked me more frequently, and I told her. She would also tell me that she was very happy Doc found me and was taking care of her little girl, and on different levels too. My mom told me more than once that my father never made her "happy" and never took care of her needs in the whole 50 years they were married. How sad is that? The one who should have been slapped was my father, lol.

Mashie

@Mashie said

I was at my parents house doing wedding stuff, planning for the shower I believe, or it might have been for the wedding itself I can't remember. It was after all 25 years ago now. Anyway there were quite a few people over, probably 5 or 6 at the moment and something happened that didn't make me very happy. So I said, "what the hell". My mom slapped me across the face. I was again 21, less than two months away from being married and I was at college so I wasn't even living in their house.

To say I was shocked was a gross understatement. I was highly embarrassed, shocked, hurt, stunned, mad and probably a boat load of other feelings. My mom said and I quote, "we don't speak that way in this house young lady". Neither of my parents ever slapped us on our face, at least not that I saw growing up anyway and I could count on one hand how many times I had ever been spanked too. I think my mom was shocked to hear me talk like that, I think she was highly disappointed hearing me talk like that, I think she thought I was being very disrespectful to her and my father in their own home, and I think she was very embarrassed that I spoke like that in front of all of her Christian friends.

Needless to say, she was exactly correct on all accounts and I deserved to be slapped across the face. I apologized to her and my father who didn't even hear it and also did so to my mom's friends. I never spoke like that again in front of her, within ear shot of her, and never in her home. That was until she got older and after my father passed away. My mom became a whole different person after my father died, and for the better might I add. She was finally able to be herself, and true to herself. She ended up with Alzheimer's and often times people change when they have Alzheimer's. My mom became way more relaxed and so much more laid back. She would curse sometimes. It always made me laugh when she did, and it still does when I think about her swearing, lol. My mom was a great lady.

To slap your face for only saying, "what the hell" sounds like a gross over-reaction, but having said that, you grew up in a strict environment, so I imagine some very forbidding standards applied to your behaviour at the time. I also imagine your mother might have felt obliged to act for the benefit of the others who were present at the time; to put on a show and demonstrate that she was upholding those community standards.

Although not a punishment, per se, I get my annual birthday spankings in front of 6-8 people, mostly family.

A birthday spanking? Is that some kind of obscure ritual practiced in lieu of giving presents? Sounds like something an anthropologist would find interesting to study ... or am I missing something?

Agracier said:

A birthday spanking? Is that some kind of obscure ritual practiced in lieu of giving presents? Sounds like something an anthropologist would find interesting to study ... or am I missing something?

Here in the states we have a tradition of getting a spanking on your birthday. It's all in good fun. And it's not harsh and it doesn't hurt. We get one for as old as we are, so if we are 12 we get 12 swats and then we get an extra one and on the 13th one, or whatever number is the extra one we always say, "and here's one to grow on". Seriously it's all in good fun.

Also you made me think of something that I had not thought of in a very very long time. Back in my day when you were in school, in elementary levels you got to go through the "spanking machine" on your birthday. Which meant that the whole class lined up with their legs spread and you crawled through their legs and everyone got to spank you on your birthday, lol. Again, was all in good fun and it didn't hurt. Oddly enough, we all looked forward to this little game. Sounds barbaric by today's standards, but really, it was a lot of fun.

Mashie

Lol mashie, different time different era, if you brought that up in anywhere other than a Fraternity of a Sorority you would be considered quite the odd duck.

Here in the states we have a tradition of getting a spanking on your birthday.

Boy, either things have changed an awful lot since I move away from the US or I was moving in different cultural circles.

Truly, when I lived there I never ever ever heard of that tradition. Our family certainly didn't practice it, nor to my knowledge did any of my suburban friends families either. And heavens knows I went to enough birthday parties back then too and it never happened and was never even referred to. I never even heard any jokes about it either.

And the school thing? Not in the several Catholic schools I went to, nor in the several public schools either. Crawling through each others legs? Egad, what kind of thoughts wouldn't that put in kids minds I ask you ... 😃 Besides, nuns would never allow pupils to have fun while in school. You were supposed to suffer through school, not play or even learn much of anything useful.

I suppose I'll just shrug and murmur: 'Things Change'...

@Mashie: "in elementary levels you got to go through the "spanking machine" on your birthday. Which meant that the whole class lined up with their legs spread and you crawled through their legs and everyone got to spank you on your birthday, lol. Again, was all in good fun and it didn't hurt. Oddly enough, we all looked forward to this little game. Sounds barbaric by today's standards, but really, it was a lot of fun."

I'd forgotten about that. I just can't imagine what would happen if that occurred today. Of course the spanking machine was done clearly consensually by the birthday person.

But as I recall, the regular birthday spanking was sometimes resisted in fun by the person. Today it would be wrong to override that resistance.

Good change/bad change.

Rijames99 said

"I'd forgotten about that. I just can't imagine what would happen if that occurred today. Of course the spanking machine was done clearly consensually by the birthday person.

But as I recall, the regular birthday spanking was sometimes resisted in fun by the person. Today it would be wrong to override that resistance.

Good change/bad change."

Thank you for commenting on my post. I was starting to think that I was going crazy or that I grew up in a place that was so weird that we were the only ones who did this, lol. It really was a lot of fun and we all looked forward to it. No one spanked you hard except for maybe the last person and that was usually your best friend in the class, and that was their job. Again, it was great fun. It was also an honor to be the last person in line, lol. Sometimes even the teacher joined in. It was great fun. Ahhhh, those were the days.

Mashie

. I was starting to think that I was going crazy or that I grew up in a place that was so weird that we were the only ones who did this, lol.

I'm going to take a wild guess and bet that you never went to a Catholic school with nuns. I think the standing orders in such places were: no fun or laughing or enjoying anything ever. You had to study and do penance for the sins you were yet to commit: like having fun or laughing in school ... they had a great Catch-22 them nuns ...

Yes, lots of times when family and friends came to vist. I really didn't care what they thought about it. But there was this time when I got spanked and put in the corner while my crush at the age of 6 was visiting, it was so humiliating.

I was spanked one time when I was 17yo. in front of my two best friends (male) because I took my fathers car to school without his permission. He just grabbed a ping pong paddle and yanked my pants and underpants down and paddled my butt until his arm got tired.---and yes, I was humiliated by it---but I never touched his car again.

PS----the only thing that was said from one friend in school the next day was--"wow, your pop is sure strict"