Was bare bottom spanking really that common?

Hi Reman,

Yes as you say everyones experiences are different! Also I may sometimes, when I get into full flow, give the impression that public bare bottom spanking was practiced by virtually everybody! That was certainly not the case! Many parents kept things private! It is just that the public spanking of children was not unusual by any means! Also not all adults would laugh and crack jokes when witnessing a kid get a spanking; but it was not that unusual for such a thing to happen! Some might even have thought that such a punishment should be done in private; though it would have been almost unheard of for an adult to interfere in those days! And of course there were some parents and adults in general who disapproved of spanking, per se! But they were a very small majority in those days!

At the time I was growing up (70's through early 80's) it seemed common. Not everyone I knew that was spanked got it bare but everyone in my family sure did. My wife's family did too, but only till I think, the age of twelve or so. There were a couple of.exceptions but it wasn't the norm after say twelve. They still got spanked but on their underwear.

My wife and I grew up in a small town in canada in the late 60's and seventies. Both our parents spanked bare bum over their knees and mainly our fathers. Exceptions were a warning smack if out in public then over the knee bare bum at home. We were both spanked this way into our teens!

I didn't get spanked that often growing up in the 60s. I don't remember how many I got, but it was probably around half a dozen from ages 10 - 16. but it was always bare butt and with a belt. I didn't enjoy it at the time, but I did develop an interest in it as an adult, both giving and receiving.

I was raised in the 70s and 80s in California and while spanking certainly occurred, it was never bare bottom. Even friends I was aware of who were spanked never advertised the spankings were bare bottom.

Growing up in the 80s in TX not sure how common it was, but that’s how it was in our house, both my parents said that’s how it was for them growing up, for at least a few of my friends, and in my wife’s house growing up.

(That’s one reason we spank each other but not our kids!)

I was bought up in a childrens home in the 50s and early 60s. In common with most children I was spanked when naughty. It was bare bottom in front of other boys and girls and very embarrassing. Girls were usually spanked in a separate room but not when we went on holiday and then we would look with interest at what we could see front and back. When I was 13 I was caught smoking and was sent to the Officer in Charge (the man that ran the home). There were elderly men and women there for a meeting. My shorts and underpants were pulled down and I was spanked over his knee with a big white plimsole with everyone watching and then put in the corner with my underpants round my ankles. Very humiliating at that age to be in tears and treated like a little boy with nothing covered for what seemed like ages and a burning bottom! I certainly didn't smoke again for weeks after that. Now the memories are exciting of course.

@HaroldW , I can imagine how you would be embarrassed. At age 13 most boys are in puberty and start growing pubic hair. Did you have pubes at that time? Did you stand in the corner with your front or back facing the people in the room? Was it a single such episode?

@HaroldW , At age 13 most boys are in puberty and start growing pubic hair. Did you have pubes at that time? Did you stand in the corner with your front or back facing the people in the room? Was it a single such episode?

I am sure I would have had some pubic hair, I was told to face the people until I stopped crying, then I was made to face the wall, I was not a good boy and was spanked on other occasions by the Officer in Charge till I left the home at 14.

There were few kinds of spankings in our home growing up. The first was was a quick smack or 3 on our bottom with our pants on. That was for "semi" bad offenses and used to bring us back in line. The second was dragged to our room and a several swats, 5-10 maybe, on our bottom and we were in our room for the night or the rest of the day. That was for "bad" offenses. Depending on age those spankings were administered by either of my parents. The last and it was a VERY RARE was the BELT. That was handled by dad. If the belt and dad were involved it was truly a serious offense and usually there was other punishment involved, loss of privileges etc. I can only think of 2 times that happened to me. And yes, I deserved it.

My dad had to come to school (grade5 or 6) because i "mouthed" off to a teacher, That in itself was not a "serious" offense but there was a note sent home for my parents to sign, And THIS is where things went bad, I signed my dads name to it and brought it back to school the next day. Clearly the staff smelled something bad. At the end of school day I got called to the office and my dad was there. I knew INSTANTLY thar I was in SERIOUS trouble! Anyway, long story short I had to fess up immediately and act contrite fast. The ride home was silent. We got home and no one else was home yet. As soon as we were in the house my dad said "go to your room now" i started to say something and he said "if you say another word, what already going to happen to you is going to be a lot worse". I went to my room and waited. I waited for what seemed like a 1/2 hour. Then he came in holding the old, thick, brown leather belt. I think I started crying right away. All my dad said was "get those pants off"! I still had shoes on and was trying feverishly to untie them. I did and took off my pants. Without warning my dad grabbed my upper body, locking my shoulders under his arm. My under pants came off, down to my ankles and that belt started flying. I think he hit me 20 times with that thing. I don't ever remember him being that furious. The heat from that beating lasted a good long time.

It was when I grew up.

I was spanked bare bottom by my pe teacher if you forgot kit and then had to go into his room to try on spare kit. \\\\\when you were naked he would spank you sometimes over his his knee and this was great as you could feel his erection growing through his tracksuit. Sometimes I deliberately forgot kit just to feel this.

I don't remember a bare-bottom spanking at my house, but my sister and I received several with pants on. They were with Dad's belt, so still made a significant impression, even over clothes.

Absolutely common in my era. Our Phy-ed teacher gave us "the paddle" for various offenses. They were hard, very accurate swats with, like a bread/meat board with a handle, administered by our 6'3 320lb Phy-Ed teacher/Football Coach. They were administered in your underwear until you reached a certain criteria or offense. Now your first paddle, providing it wasn't a ridiculous offense or several accrude the same day was firm enough to make you not want another, but not like your 2nd and continous paddles which brought many a boy to tears. They were administered hard enough to give a "bullseye" a red circle on each cheek with a white circle in the middle of the red. Bare-Ass Paddles: Your 10th Paddle and all Paddles after your 10th were bare-assed, and much harder each time.

The offenses ranged from not showering after P.E. to Swearing to

things like, apparently breaking the ceramic drinking water fountain with a volleyball whilst playing the best game in P.E. BATTLEBALL! is worthy of much admiration, and a Bare-Ass Paddle, and being the first and only to do it, the new one was dubbed "Jed" (not my real name), as the rumor for a decade was that my parents had to pay for a new one.

Slamming a ball to the floor causing it to rise higher than your head on the bounce when you were "out" during Battleball, was worth a normal underwear paddle, unless the ball made it to the metal trusses in the ceiling, which was cause for a bare-ass paddle. I never really gave two craps about the paddles, no matter how many I got, bare-assed or not, although three bare-assed paddles in a row was cause for grimacing while seated for the next few classes. I hold the record for the most paddles ever given in one year at my school (37) and anyone over 10 got to sign the paddle. The practise was banned after a kid from a large suburb moved to our hick town, received a paddle for refusing to shower after Phy-Ed and the school was sued for sexual harassment, corporal punishment, and mental anguish.

At home bare-assed spankings were had for things that really pissed my mother off, or her friend Judy, who loved to hit me in the bare ass with a flyswatter when she thought my mom was not doing a good enough job. My dad gave me a few bare ass spankings but he was usually more physical than a spanking if you get what I'm saying. These all stopped once I was old enough to physically stop them from happening. With a mother who was 5'1 115lbs it didn't take much. My dad, that is another story. He slammed me against the ceiling in our garage when I was 18 years old. I weighed 165lbs and he had no issue picking me up by the shoulders and slamming my back against the ceiling. This ended about a month later, (after graduating) we got into an argument, we crashed on a coffee table in the struggle, breaking it. My mom told my dad to grab me, I walked outside, dad followed, a tussle ensued, I warned him to just let me leave, he tried to grab me, I punched him in the eye, broke blood vessels in his eye, gave him a horrible black eye, and that was that except for the guilt I had for hitting my dad...