First spanking experience

I was really young when I started spanking myself, but I'm not sure how it started. I used my mother's hair comb. It was a large plastic one and stung nicely on my bare little bum. I grew into other implements, hair brush, clothes brush, rulers, etc. Then I started making my own paddles. I cut them from wood, drilled holes in them and all. I cut strips from an inner tube and nailed them to a stick to make a flogger. I did the same with a piece from a belt to make a good strap.

(Sandy)

My parents never believed in spankings, soobviously that wasn't a form of punishment in our house. However, my first spanking came when I was about 16, attending a sleep-over party with five friends and we started playing variously girl games, evolved into truth and dare, and one question came up "have you ever had a spanking" and I said no (truthful) and everyone just looked at me. then one friend said, "Well, I guess Shirley needs a spanking" and they all agreed.

Before I knew what happended, they grabbed me, removed my nighty (none of us was wearing panties at the time ... that was from an earlier dare) and I was given about five swats from each ... not hard, but it did sting, and it felt good, surprisingly. And they wouldnt let me put my nighty back on ... they said it was part of the game.

When I came my turn to ask a quesiton, I asked the whole group ... have you ever been naked in a group of people. They all laughed and said "have you?" My answer was simple, "look at me." Then I said, "now it's your turn." and surprisingly, they all got rid of their nighties.

Through the course of the evening, each girl got a spanking as part of a truth/dare question ... and none of them objected ... and none said they were embarrassed.

We didn't have a party like that again until my 18th birthday when I invited them over for a "last annual sleepover" and told them not to bring along anything more than a toothbrush and a smile.

When I was a teenager the lady who lived across the road was a stunning woman in her early thirties. I used to watch her in the morning when she was in her bathroom. The glass was frosted but I could still see her moving about and make out the shape of her small breasts. She would usually leave the bathroom and then open the curtains in her bedroom, which also faced my house. I noticed that she started to do this when she was still naked, and sometimes she would linger in the window for a few minutes...much to my teenage delight.

One day I was working outside on my motorbike and she came over and spoke to me. "Do you enjoy the morning shows, Robert" she said, smiling at me. "I'll bet you've been wanking yourself when you've been looking at my tits". I went absolutely scarlet but hearing words like that from her lovely lips was also very arousing. "You are a naughty boy. Come with me now or I'll tell your parents what you've been doing!"

I followed her obediently into her house. Once inside, she took my hand, led me up to her bedroom and told me to undress. She looked at my erection and laughed. She then undressed slowly and sat on the bed. "Over my knee" she commanded. I saw she was holding a thick leather belt. It was a lot more painful than I expected and I had tears in my eyes when she finally finished.

Hi everyone, i've joined this forum not too long ago and i've read alot of other members' experiences. I've read enemas, spanking, anal toys that always make my curiousity keep on going. i found out its so hard to find someone with the similar intestest in real life or at least i'm very shy. so i decided to give it a try to pay for a professional to do it on me. its little pricy(i guess learning has to be paid) but i'm very exciting even though now i still think about it. i would like to share my first time experience.

Upon arrival at the place, the lady guide me into the first room to show me which enema i would pick to use it on me. i saw many different size nozzles from tubes to huge dildo. i explained to her i'm totally new to all these stuff. the only enema i got so far was fleet enema. then she leads me to the second room. there is a huge bed in the center of the room, alot of whips and canes. she told me to undress while she go get some supplies. she came back within a minute after i took all my clothes off. she told me to stand against facing the wall and put my hands above it(like a X). she started to touch me everywhere. she spanked my ass with her hands very lightly. my whole body was shaking because i don't know what she will do next to me with my face against the wall. next she spanked me with a whip for a minute(very lightly, but more pain compare to her bare hands). then she told me to get on the bed and its time for my first enema. i saw her bring out a really big bag with the tube, and the details of how the tube will go in. i feel alot of cramping during the enema, she had to stop the flow more than 10 times in order to make me feel comfort, take deep breath, rolling on side with my knees bent. i took about not even half of the bag(i have no idea what the capacity is, maybe 1 gallon) then i had to run to the toilet and expel everything. So, enema to me is not fun at all, its painful, i finally can experience that. its different feelings than the fleet enema.

my next project after the enema is anal toys. i've picked the 3 smallest one because the others are too big and i don't think i can handle them, just i cannot imagine they will fit in me. she put condoms onto the 3 toys, some lubricant on them. after i tried all 3 of the toys, i did't feel organsm, i just feel its so weird to have object in my rear. she told me that maybe i picked the wrong size. i asked her to stop anyways.

next project is spanking. she told me lay across her thighs, i froze for a second because this is so humiliating to do that, i did lay across her thighs after she repeated. she started to spank me with her bare hands very lightly, mix with some massage. went on and on, then i feel the stronger blow after one by one, i tried to struggle to get free but she grabbed my hair not allowing me to move. at one point i almost in tears but i keep on holding until ends. the spanking last about 10 minutes. at the end we chat a little bit ask me which one i enjoyed the most, i told her the spanking really turn me on. she said she will use something harder like hair brush on me for the next time.

Finally, i tried something that i've been fantasy about within all these years. Finally i can feel enema, anal toys and spankings. definately i will go back whenever i'm free.

My first adult spanking experience was with an ex boyfriend i

i had wanted this particular pair of shoes and he said we could not afford them so i sulkiy walked away and left them but i knew i would go back for them anyway a couple of days later i went back for said shoes but ended up working late so did not get back in time to hide them so when i walked through the door holding the bag and my boyfriend caught sight of it

he was as you can imagine a little mad with me

he asked me how badly i wanted the shoes and i said really really badly

he then said i had 2 options

i either take a spanking or i take the shoes back

i opted for the spanking

how bad could it be i thought so he sat down and said come on over my knee

deep down i knew this was what i wanted i had wanted it for a long time but hadn't known how to ask for it

i obediently placed my self across his knee

he then raised my skirt took down my panties and proceeded to spank me really hard

i knew i deserved it though but it hurt so much i was crying

i was over his knee for about 20 to 25 mins solid spanking my bottom was on fire

and i was sobbing like a baby

he let me up hugged me dried my tears and led me to the bedroom

wher he stripped me and we had the best sex we had ever had

that night

By my mother at 5 years, butt naked with his hands

My mother spanked me on my bare bottom at the age of 9, and that wasn't the last time!

When I was 13, my mother spanked me with a paddle while I was standing up with pants and underware down. My sister, who also was in trouble and witing her turn, stood by watching. Well being a 13 year old male I was quite excited and my member showed it! I noticed my sister staring at my erection the whole time!

I was first spanked by my step father at the age of 10, and mom was present.

It was hand spanking on my bare bottom. Step father spanked while mom watched

When I want the most out of "girl" she must frist dress the part. Old fashion dress, etc. She has to be shaven. If she has not gone "poo" and needs help, she will ask. Next is to stand in front of me, show me her "bits" . I will then put a bullet in her front, and butt plug in back. I enjoy the tears showing, and OTK she goes. Bullet turned on high and spanking begins, After a good red is placed, she goes to all fours in front of me. I will remove plug, replace with my cock. She may now start cumming. If she has been good, after my seed is in her bowels, I will then relieve myself in her. Any mess and she must start again.

Why pay for it when I'm sure you can find a partner to share your desires.

I was first spanked at the age of five. I had gotten into trouble and my mother was very angry. She called and I bolted, not wanting to be found. Undoubtedly, had I not ran the worst I would have gotten would have been a few light swats and a stern lecture. Though, seeing as I ran, she put me barebottom OTK and gave me 25 hits with the brush. It had me crying and by the time it was finished my rear was red and sore. I had to sit still and 'think about my actions' on my rear so the lesson would stick. There were rarely witnesses but she didn't mind who saw. I was just careful because I didn't want it seen.

I think I would have been aged 5 or 6, over my mums knee on my bare bum, it only ever happened 2 or 3 times from what I can remember

Parents didn't! So it was primary school age 9

My parents really didn't spank me except a few times when I was little. However, it intrigued me as a boy--then as a teen, imagining giving or getting a spanking with with a gal became my biggest, most consistent turn-on!!!

The earliest spanking I can recall was around 7 or 8 going over my mother's knee, bare bottom and getting spanked by hand. I can't recall why. I got many more spankings from that time on by both parents and even some in school.

My first experience in spanking someone occurred when I was in the military in Singapore in the 60s. I had gone to a friends house for dinner and we had all gotten pretty drunk after dinner and his wife had thrown a drink over me because of something I said. My friend apologized and his wife went to bed. I just laughed it of and we carried on drinking and I finally left. The following day my friend asked to come back to their place for a drink as his wife wanted to apologize. I told him there was nothing to apologize for but went with him anyway. His wife greeted me at the door with a beer and said she was really sorry. I thanked her for the beer and told her to forget it. My friend then piped up and told me to sit down while she apologized properly. I sat down and as soon as I did she knelt down beside me and put herself across my lap. I laughed and gave her a swat on the bum. " No spank me properly, I deserve it" she said. And my friend came over and spanked her really hard three or four times. She yelp but stayed where she was and said. " Yes, like that please" I was a bit taken aback, but I also realized I was getting turned on too. I had never spanked anyone before. " I think these had better come down first" My friend said and proceeded to pull her shorts and panties down to her knees. I couldn't believe my eyes. There was this glorious cute bum over my knees asking for a spanking. Her cheeks had started to turn red already where her husband had landed the first few smacks. I started in fairly firmly but she was obviously used to a firmer hand, because she urged me to spank harder. By the time I had put about twenty hard swats on her cute bottom, my hand was stinging. I figured that was enough, plus the fact that I had a raging hard on which I was sure she could feel. She thanked me and sank back down on her knees and slid her hand up my shorts finding my hard cock. She looked over at her husband and he just nodded. The rest you can probably imagine. It was a few months before I figured out it had been a setup to see if I was interested. I was a bit naive in those days. Needles to say, I was hooked from that day on.

A follow on from my post 8 months ago.

I was going through my mother's papers a few weeks ago when I found contact details for the lady that gave me my first spanking 40 years ago. After a few minutes, I rang the phone number and I recognised her voice as soon as she answered. To my utter amazement she recognised my voice too as soon as I spoke. "How nice to hear from you after such a long time" she said, and laughed. I could picture her lovely face, big cool blue-grey eyes and unbearably beautiful body and I was lost for words for a few moments.

"Are you still the same naughty man?" "Yes" I whispered. My mouth was dry with excitement and I was actually trembling! "Are you playing with your cock just now?" Even though it was just a phone call I could feel my face flushing. "Yes" I replied. She laughed again. "You haven't changed, have you? I'm going to tell you when you can ejaculate and then I am going to arrange to see you for punishment. It will be a lot more than a little spanking this time." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "If I help you to masturbate today you will be committed to your punishment. No turning back!" I agreed at once.

Over the next half hour Anne's soft voice guided me to the brink of an orgasm and back so many times I lost count. I was dizzy and breathless when she finally commanded me to ejaculate for her.

We arranged to meet at her house later the same week.

As I approached her house I did begin to have second thoughts. I had memories of a gorgeous woman in her twenties and she would now be in her late sixties. Was I about to make a dreadful mistake?

I knocked on her door and waited.

She opened the door and smiled at me. The eyes were the same, the smile and the little laugh the same too. There were a few lines on her face but her features were still stunning. She was still slim and immaculately dressed. We spent an hour just talking about our lives since our last encounter before the topic of spanking came up. "You realise that spanking you started something for me?" I didn't.

"I found it really enjoyable holding you over my knee and thrashing you! I never told my husband about what I had done to you but I gradually introduced him to punishment sessions. I began with light spanking but over the years I became much more sophisticated and found many ways to inflict pain for our mutual pleasure. At the end of each session I would make him lick me until I came, which could take a long time, then I would reward him orally, or let him come in my vagina or anus". Hearing such words from such a beautiful mouth was so erotic!

"Before we start, the safe word is red. I'm expecting you to scream and beg for me to stop but I won't unless you say the word." She reached forwards and held both of my hands firmly. She brought her face close to mine and I gazed into her eyes. "I promise that I won't do anything that will cause you any lasting damage. Do you trust me and will you submit yourself totally to me?" I nodded in agreement and she flashed her lovely smile again. "Good. Time to get you properly prepared then!"

It was an older house and she led me down into a brightly lit room in the basement. Anne told me to undress and lie on what looked like a medical examination couch. My penis was partially erect and oozing pre-cum already. Anne stroked it then licked her finger! "Time to begin. Roll onto your left side and pull you legs up to your chin." I did as I was told. I felt Anne lubricating my anus then inserting something. " Just a phosphate enema" she said as I felt the warm fluid filling my rectum. "Hold it for a few minutes then use the toilet next door and have a shower." I did as I was told then returned. I asked why I needed an enema. "You are going to experience intense pain. My husband sometimes lost control of his bladder an bowels durig some of the more extreme sessions so I started giving him an enema first.

He said he enjoyed getting the enemas. Did you enjoy yours?" I replied that I did.

"Back up on the couch Robert. I'm going to catheterise you. I remebered she had been a nurse as she prepared the sterile implemets and popped my penis through a hole in a paper sheet. "I have to make sure everything is very clean. I am going to use alcohol on your penis and it is going to sting. Are you ready? My penis hardened in her hand. She pulled back my foreskin and began to rub my delicate glans with an alcohol soaked swab. It was very painful but my penis stood to attention! Anne applied a little lubricant to the catheter and teased me wth it for a few minutes before slowly sliding it in until she met a little resistance. "I'm just going through your prostate" she said. I replied that it felt strange and a bit uncomfortable so she withdrew a couple of inches then reinserted it many times until I was squirming but still very erect! She drew some water up into a syringe. "This is to inflate a little balloon on the end of the catheter to keep it in your bladder" After she had done that she tugged the catheter several times to make sure it was secure. The deep sensation was rather nice.

Shall I continue?

I'm sure my mom done it even before I can remember. I remember getting the belt in elementary school a few times.

Please continue! sounds like a great story!

Continued...

Anne asked me to roll onto my side again. I felt her lubricating my anus again. She showed me a large, rather long metal butt plug. I said I'd only ever seen plastic or rubber ones and she laughed. " I had this one specially made Robert. You'll see why later." It took several minutes before she managed to squeeze the plug past my anus but then it was held tight. Anne wiggled the plug and asked how it felt. I realised it was long enough to be resting firmly on my prostate gland and the manipulation felt good!

Anne asked me to stand up. She looked approvingly at my erection, gently pulled my foreskin back again to expose my glans, then led me to another brightly lit room. It was empty apart from a huge wooden "X". It was hinged to the floor with a pulley arrangement attached to the top. Anne explained that she was going to tie me to it. As she did so, my arms were bound firmly above my head and my legs bound to the lower beams splaying them and leaving my anus and genitals exposed. She produced a small camera and mounted it on a tripod. "I'm going to record a lot of this session for you, Robert, so that you can watch the video later and enjoy it all over again"

I became alarmed as she drew some liquid up into a syringe..."Don't worry" she said "It's only Caverject. Intense pain might make you lose your erection. This injection will keep you hard for the next hour or so"

She caressed my penis with her left hand and I felt the tiniest stinging sensation at the base of my penis. Over the course of 5 minutes my erection became almost painfully strong.

"Right Robert. You are fully prepared and it is time to begin. Remember your safe word?" Anne asked me to repeat the safe word.

She looked into my eyes and stroked her fingers over her pussy and lifted them for me to sniff and lick. She was soaking! " I am so going to enjoy this Robert. I might even reward you afterwards!"

The first spanking that i can remember vividly was on a xmass day when i was 7.id been behaving like a terrible little brat as i d told mummy that i didn't want any of my presents and refused to eat any xmas dinner.i got spanked on the bare in front of my aunties and my cousin Polly. This was in the 70s when spanking was seen as normal,bu i remember running up to my room bawling my eyes out and mummy spanking me again because i wouldn't apologize.i must've been a nightmare child sqwalling at mummy that i wanted girly toys,but i got sent to bed with a sore bottom.

My first spanking was at age 7 for talking back over the knee and on the bare.

My first spanking was when I was about 4 years old and it was over clothing. Just a few quick swats, really. The first time I was spanked bare bottom was when I was probably about 7. I was acting up at the supermarket and my mother gave me many warnings that, if I kept it up, I would be spanked bare bottom when we got home. I didn't listen. She kept her word. As soon as we Pulled in the driveway, she yanked me out of the car, led me to the couch, yanked down my shorts and panties to my ankles, and started spanking. It seemed to go on forever. Then she had me stand in the corner while she brought in the groceries. I thank god to this day that there was no one else home at the time!

I was 4 i travelled with my cousins to italy my boy cousin who was my age and I refused to take a bath so we were both spanked completely naked on our bums by my aunt ^.^

On my wedding night my wife took me over her knee for the first time for a bare bottomed spanking as soon as I got out of the shower.

Markiee, I guess she wanted to show you from day one who was in charge, lol. I have to admit, that's so hot. You are a very lucky man!

Mashie

You are not the only one who is shown who is in charge. My GF and I exchange spankings all the time but there is no doubt about who is really in charge. For a small woman Carla is really strong and man can she hit . . . whether it is just her hand or a paddle. I get maintenance spankings every week. They work, well usually.

Would love to be spanked by a dom female!

In our family corporal punishment were never used, so during my entire childhood and until that day I'd never been spanked. At the time I was 13 yo and I was spending the summer holidays in our seaside cottage with my two older sisters, Rebecca and Antonia, aged respectively 19 and 17 years. Our parents joined us every weekend. That afternoon, back from the beach, my sisters have stopped at the grocery store to do some shopping, while I had returned home alone. I'd gone into the bathroom to take a shower and I'd just removed the swimsuit shorts with my back turned to the door, when I heard someone enter the room. Thinking it was one of my sisters, I've not even turned the head and went on take off my T-shirt. "Wow! What a nice little butt!" exclaimed behind me a vaguely known voice. I turned abruptly with a gasp and found myself face to face with a beautiful girl wearing nothing but a beach wrap over her bikini and a pair of flip-flops. Immediately I felt myself die from shame: that girl was the eighteen-year daughter of our neighbors, for which I secretly felt an overwhelming youthful infatuation, even though she had never deigned to speak to me until then. "What ... what do you want? Who let you enter here?" I succeeded to stammer, while, red as a tomato, I was trying desperately to cover with the hands my private parts. "I've come to get a book on loan from Antonia." she answered in an indifferent tone of voice, without any respect for my evident embarrassment "The door was open, so I entered." "My sisters are out and there's only me here." I replied, hoping she would go away in a hurry. "Well, if so I'll come back another time ..." she said, continuing to look at me with impudent insistence and without showing any signs of leaving. Now, at the peak of frustration and exasperation, I heard myself scream: "So what? What the f++k are you still waiting for?" "Oops, now you're in trouble young boy! You must not talk dirty in the ladies' presence. I'm sorry, but before getting out of here I must teach you good manners." "What do you mean?" I asked hesitant. "I mean that now i'm going to spank this your bare ass!" So saying, she grabbed me by an arm and, a moment later, she was sitting on an edge of the bathtub and I was lying face down on his lap. I could have groped to resist, despite her athletic physique as skilled swimmer, but I'd been caught off guard and now, while she was already spanking my buttocks, I felt so excited that, instead of rebelling, I wished her to continue because the enjoyment in feeling my penis and my balls rubbing between her soft nude thighs far exceeded the burning of my ass and the embarrassment of that situation. "How dare you hit our brother, ugly witch?" screamed my eldest sister Rebecca, dashing into the room with Antonia and blocking the raised arm of our neighbor. Both my sisters were just come back home and wanted me to tell them what had happened. After being informed, Rebecca turned to the intruder with angry voice "Now you have only two options: either you agree to be spanked here and now, or we'll escort you home to inform your parents that you've harassed our thirteen-year brother. Choose quickly!" The girl tried in vain to justify herself and to find a way out but my sisters were inflexible, so she finally had to choose and, of course, chose the first option. "But at least not in front of the boy." she tried to obtain, pleading. "Quite the contrary, sweetie: in front of him and showing your naked butt." cut short Rebecca, who meantime had sent Antonia to take an old ping pong paddle and had gone to sit on the toilet seat "So get a move on, take off your bikini panties and lie face down on my lap!" Having lost all hope to avoid punishment, the hapless girl slipped off her panties and quickly assumed the required position, doing her best not to put in full view at least her pussy. When my sister raised up her beach wrap to mid-back, I was entranced by a pair of sculptural buttocks clenched in anxious anticipation of the impending pain. Then the first swat rang out, closely followed by several other. Soon she began to squirm wildly, screaming like crazy and begging to stop, but my sister went on unmoved to administer punishment. I can't say how long lasted, because that was the most arousing scene which I'd witnessed up to then and, of course, I didn't pay any attention to the passing of time. Finally, by dint of squirming and kicking, the poor girl let out a loud fart. "Well sweetie, the final whistle seems to have just been blown, so the match is over!" said Rebecca letting her go, and all of us siblings burst out laughing. She, sobbing, picked up her panties and ran out of the room without saying a word. Shortly after we heard the front door slamming. I will never forget that spanking.