Fascination with the hairbrush.

As with any impact toy it depends on material and shape.

Mother usually made me fetch the wooden spoon and bring it to her before i was stripped and put over her knee for my spankings. If i was told to get the hairbrush i knew i was really in for it. With either one she would normally spank me with her hand till i was crying and pleading with her to stop. The i would hear "now lets put some real color in that bottom" and she would start in with her hair brush or wooden spoon. That only made me scream and cry more, which i guess was the whole reason i got it. She liked well behaved litttle boys

When I was a boy, my mother usually disciplined me with the hairbrush. If my dad was called upon to discipline me, it almost always meant a trip to his workshop for an appointment with a stiff hickory switch, his carpenter's ruler/straight-edge, or his razor strop.

When my sisters and I got into trouble together, we were usually punished together. When I hit puberty, this became embarrassing and I would get erections. My dad said that this was normal for boys in puberty, but my sisters would tease me.

When I was 12 and my older sister was 16, my parents left her in charge for a weekend, while they were out of town. My younger sister and I thought this meant we could get away with anything, but when my older sister finally got fed up, she told me to fetch the hairbrush. We protested, but she said that we needed to obey or dad would tan our hides with the strop when he got home.

So, I fetched the hairbrush. After we had stripped, my younger sister went over my older sister's lap first. By the time her paddling was over, I was standing to the side with a rock hard erection. Being taken over my older sister's lap, with an erection, was more embarrassing than almost any other spanking I'd ever recieved. After about 5 swats, I experienced sexual convulsions and had an explosive orgasm. My sister just ignored it and kept me restrained over her lap while she finished paddling my bottom. I was totally flaccid by the time she was done spanking me.

Thus, my fascination with the hairbrush.

While I never experienced the hairbrush as a kid, as an adult spanking enthusiast it has become my fave tool (both giving and receiving). I am a bit fan of the bond created by OTK spankings and, for me, the hairbrush is the perfect tool to intensify a spanking yet maintain that intimacy of the bare-bottomed recipient over the spankers knee.

I always thought back of the hairbrush spankings were more something mothers did than fathers. It was the only way my father spanked me as well as my older sister. He did threaten a few times to use is belt, but never did.

Being taken over my older sister's lap, with an erection, was more embarrassing than almost any other spanking I'd ever recieved. After about 5 swats, I experienced sexual convulsions and had an explosive orgasm. My sister just ignored it and kept me restrained over her lap while she finished paddling my bottom. I was totally flaccid by the time she was done spanking me.

What did your sister say afterwards? Surely she noticed the mess on her lap?

I always thought back of the hairbrush spankings were more something mothers did than fathers. It was the only way my father spanked me as well as my older sister. He did threaten a few times to use is belt, but never did.

As do I!

I posted before about two brothers who got the brush from Mom or the strap from Dad, they both dreaded going over mom's knee more than bending over for the strap.

As an adult I came to agree!

Oh and i do love after my more severe bath brush spankings, after the sting has gone away about 4-6 hours, when i wet my diaper and the urine makes my bottom STING all over again reminding me of my spanking and to stay submissive!.

My mom always started a spanking with her hand then used the hair brush. My Gran always did the same. Hand then Hair Brush. My wife now just uses the hair brush.

I love being spanked. I don't know why I just do.

I love the hairbrush, so understated but so effective. They were always available and just the sight was enough usually although one Aunt would use first and ask questions later... I have a nice one for personal use.

In a chemist once that had an old English wooden hairbrush display. An older lady was being shown one and all I wanted her to do was take my clothes down and use it on me…

I was never spanked with a hairbrush growing up, but my wife was by both of her parents. She said it was a very effective tool to keep her and her sisters in line. She said that all of the spankings were bare bottom otk and done in the privacy of the parental bedroom.

I previously mentioned my spankings all with the back of a hairbrush… My mom had a well made wooden Fuller Brush hair brush.

My aunt used her hairbrush liberally on me and my cousin Patty. Often for very minor infractions. She would tell Patty to fetch her hairbrush and come meet her in the kitchen. I would have to help Patty by unbuttoning her dress then we both got undressed and took our turn getting our bums whacked till we were howling in pain.

I do not think of the hairbrush as being fascinated but I will tell you that when the dreaded hairbrush came out for more serious transgression or repeated transgressions, I knew for certain my bare bottom would soon be on fire and me regretting whatever I had done to deserve being spanked otk with the hairbrush or worse yet the paddle. But, it was always done with much love, never in anger, and I was comforted afterwards. My spanking cleared the air and the transgression was not mentioned again. And some of the feeling afterward described by others here, I felt too. I was a bit of a handful growing up and spanked probably more than most although I never really did anything seriously wrong. I guess those spankings that I got nipped the idea of more serious transgressions in the bud so to speak. I think that my spanking fetish developed fairly early on as my poor teddy bear got some pretty serious spankings from me. lol. Denise

I was lucky to find an antique oval wooden hairbrush at a flea market in Bonita Springs, Fl. You should have seen the expression on my husband's face when i brought it home. He was told not to worry because, in the near future, his bare fanny cheeks would be matching his facial cheeks. of course, I kept my promise, several times!

The hairbrush definitely sets your bottom on fire when spanking I sometimes use an old maple wood clothes brush great for the sitspots! Spankee is often kicking and squirming after only a few spanks! Needless to say when I recive it am kicking and bawling ! Can’t take it very well but can give it out!!!

I too was always spanked by my mum with the hairbrush. I too got to enjoy the after spanking feelings. When I got married my wife useda wooden paddle until my mum died. I we were clearing the house we came accross the hairbrush and now it is my wife's weapon of choice. I still enjoy the after spanking feelings to this day.

One thing that I appreciate with the hairbrush is the “pervertible" aspect. Contrary to a paddle or to a martinet flogger, this is not a device openly intended for corporal punishment. As such, it can be stored, carried in luggage without attracting undue attention.

The hairbrush and the wooden spoon scares me and excities me spanked hard as an adult

One thing that I appreciate with the hairbrush is the “pervertible" aspect. Contrary to a paddle or to a martinet flogger, this is not a device openly intended for corporal punishment. As such, it can be stored, carried in luggage without attracting undue attention.

You're right, a hairbrush is an ordinary item, as is a trouser belt. Only the child who gets spanked knows what it means. In my country, hairbrush was not associated with spanking. I remember with amazement reading a book by a French author who advised children to use a hairbrush as a punishment tool.

I thought it would be interesting to use a spanking tool like this, but I never used it

I previously mentioned my spankings all with the back of a hairbrush… My mom had a well made wooden Fuller Brush hair brush.

Adding to this - her hairbrush was out in the open, on top of her dresser in the bedroom within quick and easy reach to do her hair or to do my backside 😢

I was more afraid more than fascinated, but my dad and mom used the hairbrush at times and it made me cry quickly.

I never got the hairbrush growing up. Most spankings were bare bottom with the hand, sometimes belt from dad. Mom did use a wooden spoon a few times (I think it was because she couldn't spank very hard with her hand lol)

As mentioned I wasn’t spanked as a kid. But became fascinated with spanking around puberty. Explained in my blog. It seems the hairbrush was often the implement chosen to deliver a spanking.

Fast forward to present. I received my first spanking (my third spanking, yes I can count them on one hand)with a hairbrush last month with a wonderful mistress I have found. Easy to see why the hairbrush was a weapon of choice so to speak. Convenient and effective.

Mom did spank on the bare bottom which a hair brush and her leather flat sandal and later in my early teens used dads leather belt, I do remember the back of the hair brush did sting and burn a lot. For my adult spankings I really prefer a wooden paddle, I like the feel of something with a lot of surface area swatting my bare ass, I became familiar with the paddle in junior high school and getting paddle swats, the maximum you could receive was three, from the dean of boys, always over your pants . The procedure was always the same bend over a grab you ankles and then you would feel a couple of taps on your bottom and you knew the full force was coming next.

I had a long time girlfriend whom I got into spanking. I soon was the target of her very aggressive and harsh hairbrush spankings. She became very dominant and would beat my bare ass with a large wooden hairbrush for the slightest reason. I went along with that for a very long time. I enjoyed the attention and the buildup for a long time, but then the beatings became too much. We broke up eventually. By the way, she gave great enemas and became aggressive with that also. Sometimes I miss her

The Fuller wooden hairbrush was a favorite spanking implement for daughters when I was gowning up in our suburban neighborhood. My friends would tell us stories of their sisters’ encounters with that implement. In the evenings, though the open windows during the warm weather seasons, you could hear the distinctive “crack” “crack” “crack” of the back of a brush hitting a bare behind in rapid succession, immediately followed by the cries, screams, and pleas of the one being punished.

Speaking of the Fuller wooden hairbrush - Early 1950s when my older sister who was 16 and could pass for a 21-year old snuck out on a date with a sailor back. It was bad enough for her to go out with an adult, but going out with a sailor back then was really upsetting for my parents, and sneaking out! - well I remember my mom was fuming angry and instructing my father to really give it to her with the back of the hair brush as soon as she came home. (Of course this was something I did not want to miss seeing!) They quietly waited for her to come home and waited for her to begin undressing in the bedroom. As soon as she was down to her bra and rubber girdle, they got her! She saw my father with the hairbrush, and began begging, but to no avail. Watching from the doorway I saw my father vigorously whacking her rubber girdle clad backside (it made a thudding sound I can still remember) while my mom was lecturing on never doing that again! She was balling and promising not to ever do it again.