Knowing A Spanking Was Given or Going to be Given

Starting this topic after reading "Knowing An Enema Was Given or Going to be Given" was recently started where you do not actually see the enema taking place. (here a link to that topic: https://en.zity.biz/index.php?mx=forum;ox=display;msg=1126267 )

I searched and don't see that anyone has previously started a "Knowing A Spanking Was Given or Going to be Given" topic where, importantly, you do not actually see the spanking happening. Moderators, if this topic exists, I'm sorry - Surprised it hasn't been as I find it very exciting to know a spanking is waiting for someone and/or someone had been spanked - almost on a par with actually seeing it happen.

Early on in my marriage, my husband would occasionally indulge my desires and might say " wait till we get home" those few words had the power to get my insides fluttering and would cause my pussy to get wet

When my mom wanted to spank me growing up, she'd either tell me in person and make me change into a skirt and wait until night time or if she wasn't able to tell me face to face, she'd leave one of my skirts on my bed with a note saying, "put on your skirt, you've been naughty and I plan to take care of it when I get home tonight"

I had a 2 month affair with a colleague. She was due to be transferred out of state, so we both took advantage, all sex, no commitment. Found out pretty quick she liked to be spanked bare bottom.

A few times I dropped by her office during the morning and passed her a note, “spanking tonight 8:30pm”. She’d immediately blush and I’d walk out without a word spoken. I liked that she had that in her head all day long.

The first time I wasn’t sure how it would go but at 8:30 I looked at her and tapped my watch and amazingly she stood up and walked to my bedroom. I walked in to find her facedown on the bed.

She was a lot of fun that one.

In my childhood, my mother used to say: "I need to talk to you s e r i o u s l y". It could mean a spanking, but it could also mean a reprimand.

Waiting for this was the worst for me. When my mom said: "you get spanked", I knew there was only a few minutes left to be spanked. The serious conversation took place without witnesses in a locked room. More than once, during this conversation, there was a prepared short double-stitched belt, which was a tool of corporal punishment in my house.This might imply a punishment, but it doesn't have to. Often my mother only promised me that next time I would be punished bodily.

When my mother came into the room, I looked at how she was dressed. I have learned that if she is wearing a dress or a skirt it will only end up with words. If she was wearing pants it could be a spanking. Mom was wearing pants because she was putting me over her knee.She did it so that I was lying on her left thigh and her right thigh pressed against my legs so that I was immobilized.

I was especially concerned when my mother was previously dressed in a dress or skirt, and she came into the room wearing pants. Once upon a time, however, this system failed. She was wearing a skirt that day. She couldn't change into pants. I thought it would only end with lecturing. Mom pulled her skirt up to expose her thighs. It was a surprise for me. My mother, seeing my astonishment, said: "I picked up my skirt and you will lower your panties down"

When my mother came into the room, I looked at how she was dressed. I have learned that if she is wearing a dress or a skirt it will only end up with words. If she was wearing pants it could be a spanking. Mom was wearing pants because she was putting me over her knee.She did it so that I was lying on her left thigh and her right thigh pressed against my legs so that I was immobilized.

I was especially concerned when my mother was previously dressed in a dress or skirt, and she came into the room wearing pants. Once upon a time, however, this system failed. She was wearing a skirt that day. She couldn't change into pants. I thought it would only end with lecturing. Mom pulled her skirt up to expose her thighs. It was a surprise for me. My mother, seeing my astonishment, said: "I picked up my skirt and you will lower your panties down"

Were there other instances of this system of what she would wear breaking down and did you prefer it when she spanked you in pants or in skirts

Early 1950's... playing with my best friend in another boy's house whom we did not know that well... we were making a mess, cutting up paper and tossing it around.. it was getting late in the afternoon, and the boy's mother came into his room needing to get us to leave before supper. Seeing what we doing, rather than getting upset said in a sombre, serous tone, that she needed to quickly clean it up and get rid of the wasted paper before her husband came home - - that if he saw the wasted paper and mess the place was in, she be in for a spanking that night! Wow! Hearing a gown, somewhat attractive woman, saying she feared getting a spanking and that her husband would give one was shocking! So much so, while I remember little else from back then, I remember that clear as a bell!

So my friend and I left the boy, high-tailing it out of there! On our way home talked about the mother's spanking revelation and made it point to try to find out more about his mother being spanked by her husband. We had no idea that husbands could or would spank their wives in real life. The next time we found the boy alone we asked him if his father really spanked his mother. He looked down sheepishly and said yes his father spanked them both!

Were there other instances of this system of what she would wear breaking down and did you prefer it when she spanked you in pants or in skirts

I cannot recall any other exception to this rule. If she was going to give me a spanking, she would wear pants. In the case I described, she could not do that. I didn't care what my mom was wearing when she spanked me. Her outfit was only a signal if I would be beaten.

In my case, there was seldom any forewarning. My mom struck when she was pissed off. The spanking or other strikes were immediate, and even in public. There were very few times when she would charge outside to cut a branch off the tree. She used that on me a few times. If I used words she didn't like, I usually got spanked and dragged into the bathroom for a mouth soaping.

I knew there were some extreme methods for my friends and neighbors and sometimes became aware of impending punishment. The razor strop next door usually let anyone nearby know it was in use. My mom didn't threaten me with dad, he travelled for work. Other moms threatened my friends and neighbors "wait 'til your dad gets home" for a whipping, strapping, caning, or other punishment. The "board of education" was also prevalent at school and prominent in the principal's office. We all heard stories. Some teachers were notorious with rulers and yardsticks and warning were usually given, but whacks public.

When I was older living with my moms friend I did occasionally know before I got it. It was almost when she was at work and she would call home before she left work. It was almost always a call she got from the school. She would usually word it this way to me “you know what you are going to get when I get home” or “be ready you are going to get” and sometimes it would just be flat out “You are getting a spanking when I get home”. I always knew when she that last one, I was in for a long night of a very sore rear-end. Outside of school giving her a call I usually never knew before hand.

I see there's a thread about being switched on bare legs and some mention the embarrassment of being seen wearing shorts that showed the marks left. I heard the use of a switch mentioned by friends when I was young, but never say any telltale signs of it. Here's a link to the thread I mentioned:

https://en.zity.biz/index.php?mx=forum;ox=display;topic=96074;firstnew

I remember two different times when I was playing outside and saw a man waking with a folded belt calmly calling for his son. Both times I instinctively stayed clear and wanted no part of what was happening. It's something the way those events remain stuck clearly in my mind.

In my childhood, my mother used to say: "I need to talk to you s e r i o u s l y". It could mean a spanking, but it could also mean a reprimand.

Oh, I know that phrase, it meant 80% chances for spanking. The only worse was "You need to talk with the belt".

When I was growing up my stepdad would sometimes give me a warning that I was going to get spanked and at times had me in position for a spanking but wouldn’t immediately spank me and I’d be filled with fear and dread while waiting for it to begin.

I remember several times when it was my brother or sister who were going to get spanked and it was weird because knowing what was going to happen to them would cause me to feel weird about it. And when I could hear them getting it, I still felt funny.

A few times I did get to see them or one of my cousins or friends getting spanked or getting ready to get spanked.

I didnt get spanking when i was young. now i want to be spanked

My spanko friends and I certainly to enhance the pre-spanking anticipation with thinly veiled threats of the spanking that is in the future. Another tactic is to have the spankee place the implement that will be used in a conspicuous place to remind them of the sore bottom that lies ahead. For instance, a game my friend and I played was that she had gotten a traffic ticket. A spanking was scheduled in the near future and in the meantime she was to place a large wooden spoon on the kitchen counter in preparation for her punishment. Each time she walked by that spoon she would think about the impending spanking when she would be instructed hand me the spoon, bare her bottom and bend over the counter. The anticipation was exquisite - and the ultimate spanking was much enhanced for us both.

I think knowing you’ll be getting spanked adds to that element of anticipation has your mind thinking how bad will it be and with what implement where it will take place I think it en(ancestors the spanking to some degree

Mom was a bed time spanner. She would tell me I was getting a spanking at bed time so get prepared after dinner. That meant talking my bath and getting into my pajamas and waiting for her to come to my room. I spent the whole time dreading my coming punishment and in most cases overestimated the severity of the coming spanking. It was a relief to get it over with.

I once had a nurse sent to give me an injection. She had me lay across her lap while she sat on the chair after preparing the injection. Just prior to the alcohol bring swabbed on my buttock she gave me a resounding slap then jabbed the needle into my muscle and felt the solution going in as she depressed the plunger. Then she withdrew it. She held a swab at the injection site. No bleeding

“That wasn’t so bad” she said.

“You must give wicked spankings” She looked young enough to have kids perhaps teens. “That pre jab slap got my attention. Even the shot wasn’t that intense.”

”Honestly I wanted to offset the injection so that well delivered slap apparently if you felt it more than the shot then, did its job!”

“Was I a good patient? Don’t know that I would want to be pulled over your lap if I wasn’t”

“You still are!” she has said pushing me down against her thighs. She read me like a book! She knew I wanted her to spank me.

Still over her lap, briefs down, buttocks bared...it commenced with an admonition...”Your behind will be on fire in a little bit and I’m the flame!”

If I thought her pre-jab slap was smart, my wake up call was soon realized as she laid into me, chiding and chastising me with each heavily rendered slap, first alternating between my left and right cheek with the slaps also delivered on my very upper thighs when she pulled them tight together and slapped both simultaneously and after lighting them up, went back starting on my buttocks again.

Though I definitely felt the stinging and heat of my thighs and buttocks I didn’t ask her to stop when she asked if I’d had enough. With another chiding she started in again hitting much harder. It went on for about 15minutes, when she said SHE’d stop and get ready to leave as she had other patients to see.

”If you see black and blue in the mirror, it’ll fade in a day or two. Yes I gave you a well needed spanking. Here’s my card if you need further adjustments to your behavior.”

”just when I get shots, ok?”

She patted my butt , smiled and left.

I LOVE being on either end of a scheduled spanking. It's been a long time ago now, but I used to have a young woman with a 10:00am and another young woman with a 2:00pm Saturday appointment with the hairbrush. Went on for years. Limited what I could schedule mid-day Saturday, but, really, with that on the calendar what else would you want to schedule.

@bob1952: Mom was a bed time spanner. She would tell me I was getting a spanking at bed time so get prepared after dinner.

Never had that kind of anticipation. Back in my day, it was common for mothers to say, "wait till your father gets home tonight" or "you're going to get it when your father comes home" ... my wife told me of her experience with that. But you have to place yourself in the father's frame of mind - he's had a long day at work and just wants his dinner when his wife greets him with her wanting him to spank the kids..

Down thread in post #7 I mentioned about a childhood friend who mentioned that his father spanked his mother. Memory of this came back to me last night when I was watching an old Perry Mason show in which a woman was telling of how she messed up a barbecue and her husband spanked her in front of everyone there! (I'll dig up and post the show episode if anyone is interested.)

Hi reddevil,

In your first post ... "Surprised it hasn't been as I find it very exciting to know a spanking is waiting for someone and/or someone had been spanked - almost on a par with actually seeing it happen." I agree. It was exciting to know a spanking was coming for myself, or someone else.

When I had attended elementary school I was in a class where the teacher was known to be a spanker. He would consult with parents prior to taking any action for the purpose of getting permission granted. Most of the parents granted him permission as he also had a good reputation as a top performing teacher in the school. His procedure always remained constant. Once he had decided that a spanking was in order he would inform the student and they knew the procedure as well. The student would come to his desk facing the class and bend over. For boys the trousers were pulled down and then the spanking would be given. For females they also came to the front of the class and assumed the bent over position on the desk. He used to lift their skirts or dresses up before spanking them on their panties. The spankings were not particularly hard, but the embarrassment of the whole procedure while facing the class were the biggest deterrents to not misbehave.

I never had this happen to me personally but while in college a roommate was pledging a fraternity … and they paddled a lot. I vividly remember him almost every Sunday for a couple of months telling me that he was going to get his “punishment” that evening and sometimes how bad he thought it would be. And a few times I saw the result later that night or even the next day.

And since people will ask at least what he told me is that the swats were administered clothed, underwear, or bare butt but always with hands on knees. Even after he moved out we stayed friends and pretty much each time I saw him or his buddies I would have an inward chuckle on the thought of getting paddled all of the time.

I have a sub who likes to be spanked but it is a point of discussion as to whether she should be allowed to know about it in advance. On the one hand it builds up the sense of discipline and anxiety. On the other is she getting pleasure not pain, reward not punishment.

I won’t go into too much detail as she will probably read this post.

That said, she denies she deliberately does things wrong to “earn” a spanking and she is a truthful person generally but it is sometimes hard to believe she is not angling for a smack. As a result she will continue to receive different sanctions for her misdemeanours.

I am sorry, but that is just how it is and will have to be.

For some unknown reason, my father had inherited/bought a wooden vaulting box when I was a child and during my growing up, he put it to good use by bending me over it for a spanking. The offending item was kept in my father's large shed in the woods that was his personal space/mancave. My father had a kettle, whisky and of course a radio and he would disappear for his own relaxation and quite times but at other times, I was punished there away from my mothers eyes and ears.

The standard format was he would tell me to go to the shed, either immediately or when I get home and to wait for him. He would also keep me waiting for him to arrive which was punishment of its own. The fear and anticipation played heavily on my mind whilst I waited outside. From the age of 11, quite often he would tell me to strip naked outside and to wait and then he would arrive, take me into the shed, bend me over the box and would use his belt to very good effect.

I still have the wooden box in the same shed with some modifications and my wife uses it occasionally today. I have also my friend Gerry who uses it to punish me as his preferred method but if you wisht o know more about that method you need only ask.

I think its pretty typical among spankos that we find the anticipation as exciting as the execution. So, warnings, promises, threats, ritual procedures - all of that can definitely hit the spanko sweet-spot. Same with medical stuff of course.

Sure. Mom liked to spank on the bare, but did not do it in front of third parties, and did not take time to do it if she had something more urgent, so occasionally I knew a spanking would come later, when she had somewhere private to take me and some time. Sometimes I knew I would be spanked at bed time.

My Aunty who looked after me, seemed to take pleasure in telling someone I was going to receive a spanking. These were people such as shop keepers, a waitress, the milk man, postman or even I recall the ticket man at the railway station. This was when spanking was common. Some people had no interest in the information whatsoever, others made it into a joke and some asked a question or teased me. She would only say a few words but there was just enough information to make sure I was embarrassed and included things I certainly didnt want to be public particularly as I became a teen. Bare bottom was mentioned, tears referred to, early bedtime afterwards, frequency (second time this week for example) etc. Psychologically it was powerful stuff prolonging the punishment.