A smacked bottom is a wonderful feeling, but it feels even better to go out in public, and pass strangers with your pink bum still glowing and stinging just beneath your clothes. Knowing they're so close, but they'll never know your naughty little secret.
Punishment spankings, where one is spanked without mercy into a tearful sobbing mess, are a highly popular fantasy. Not least because they imply we've found someone with whom we can trust our mind and body completely.
Judging by the popularity of that last tweet, it seems walking around in public with a spanked bottom secretly glowing beneath your clothes turns *a lot* of people on.
Our desire to discipline and be disciplined is really a yearning for compassion, direction, and certainty. The spankings we cherish most aren't draconian acts of punishment, but ones that are nurturing, arousing, and cathartic. That sounds very healthy. We should do that often.
Spanking is an opportunity to dress up and act out roles, to play grown-up games of misdemeanours and erotic consequences. Regardless whether it's giggly and light-hearted, or strict and stern, at the heart of spanking is adult playfulness. We spank because it’s fun.
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A smacked bottom feels wonderful, but it's nothing compared to the deep emotional satisfaction of being truly understood, and not having to pretend any more.
Spanking is open to everyone, regardless of your anatomy or sexuality. Strictness, compassion, discipline, obedience, pain, pleasure, humiliation, punishment, imagination, fantasising - these are universal experiences anyone can enjoy. Everyone is invited.
Discovering spanking means discovering it's more than a sensations of a smacked bottom, and much more than just an interest - that it's an identity. That's why it feels so emotionally satisfying.
Spanking is one of my favourite words. It sounds so great whispered into a receptive ear. Even its first syllable is like a puff of pure erotic energy.
"You deserve a good hard spanking on your bare bottom"
It's got the potency of a magic spell.
I've always thought those with noisy minds are predisposed to a love of spanking. Those who aren't wired this way might think it weird, but a serene tranquillity can be achieved through a smacked bottom.
The best disciplinarians are experts in aftercare, they'll take you to the highest places, then return you safely to earth. They care about not just your physical safety, but your emotional safety too.
Being spanked in public is a common fantasy, even though we all know the reality would be mortifying. It's hot because intense erotic feelings like guilt and naughtiness are social constructs, and so they're amplified by every additional witness.
Spanking is a form of meditation, isn't it?
Its stinging impacts can calm a noisy mind, capture wandering attention, and ground us in the present moment.
Stress management for those who love spanking.
Have an arrangement with you partner. Message them if you're ever having a tough day. In return, they'll reply back saying your panties will be coming down for a good hard spanking when they get home.
Once punishment is understood as a desire to experience strong cathartic sensations and emotions, from someone who loves, protects, and cares for us - it no longer seems weird at all.
The best thing you can do when receiving a spanking is make it clear just how much you're enjoying it. Explicit consent, freely given, is an incredible turn-on. Reassurance gives Tops permission to shed our inhibitions, take off our handbrake, and passionately play.
I'm a Top, but I don't consider myself a Sadist. That might sound paradoxical given I love spanking, but I don't need to inflict pain to gain satisfaction from playing. If my partner wants a sore bum, I'm happy to provide it, but her joy not her pain is what really turns me on.
A spanking is much more than just smacks on the bottom, it's all the squirmy feelings that accompany it too. It's the hot thrill of submitting to another's stern authority, and the theatre of being scolded, exposed, and inspected.
You'll never know who - but someone nearby, maybe someone you pass in a bustling crowd today, will be getting a smacked bottom when they get home tonight.
Spanking. Smacking. Whacking. Caning. Naughty. Obedience. Discipline. Authority. Punishment.
For those with a love of spanking these are power words, magic incantations that make our minds shimmer.
Being taken in hand is the experience of obediently doing what you’re told, or being put firmly in your place. It’s the act of being led to the bedroom, or towards the spanking chair.
When I was young, I looked up the word spanking in dictionaries. No matter what edition I tried, I was inevitably disappointed by how perfunctory the entry was, so dull compared to the thrilling details of my restless fantasies.
A good spanking can feel truly transformational, like the walls of reality have just been broken, and you're now in an alternate fantasy realm where everything is possible.
No-one who craves a smacked bottom should go without one. As even those without a spanking partner can still improvise their own highly satisfying self-spanking session. Here's how...
Spanking is sex without the fucking.
The intimacy of sex comes from choosing to make ourselves vulnerable, whether that’s by shedding your clothes, opening your legs, or presenting your bare bottom.
The propaganda of sex is that the beautiful people are having great sex all the time, and it happens as naturally as shaking hands. And if we're not, we're failures.
In reality, everyone's sex lives are tempests of confusing feelings and emotional insecurities. Keep the faith.
There should be something like a Spanking Spa with a menu of ‘treatments’ discreetly bookable via our phones. Clients could browse and select what shade of pink their bottoms should be, the implements used, and whether it would be a sensual smacking or one that's stingy and sore.
Alternative to corner time: put a suction base dildo near an edge of the kitchen table. After their spanking, have them step up on the chair and sit on it. Once seated and filled, take the chair away, with feet dangling they won't be able to rise - just kick, pout, and squirm.
She felt a firm pat on her leg.
"I'm going to make you a good strong coffee when we get home."
She tried not to blush, furtively glancing at her friends, hoping they hadn't picked up on their secret kinky code. She didn't drink coffee. Something else was going to be roasted.
A spanking is so much more than just smacks on the bottom, each is a miniature drama in 6 acts:
I. The Announcement
II. The Preparation
III. The Smacking Begins
IV. The Loss of Dignity
V. The Ending
VI. The Aftermath
Six of the best, if you will.
Wake-up spankings are an under-appreciated way to start a day. Spankings can be the culmination of hours of thrilling anticipation, but what about being spanked without any warning at all, whilst your mind is drowsy and groggy, and your eyes are still blurry from sleep...
This is a great explanation. Anyone confused by their attraction to spanking would benefit from seeing this. The joy of spanking is it's so much more than just smacks on the bottom, there's a dynamic to suit every emotional need and erotic desire.
There is a misconception that having "just" a spanking fetish is simply fixating on a single branch of the BDSM tree when in reality our fetish encompasses a vast and diverse collection of sub-disciplines that can provide as much variety and choice as the rest of BDSM.
Those who've experienced a stinging bottom will know how effectively a good hard spanking calms a noisy mind. And a sore bum can also lead to some very deep and satisfying sleep.
Spanking doesn't need to involve pain or humiliation. Many who love spanking also love the mere idea of spanking, and all its possibilities. Just because an imagined spanking doesn't involve the physical experience of pain or humiliation, doesn't make it any less arousing.
Obedience turns me on - but it has to be the willing obedience of a partner who finds pleasure in my strictness. I don't want to be dictator running their life by remote control.
Where did the spanking implements of past generations go?
There must be tens of thousands of spanking antiques, each one with its own precious history of smacking bottoms. Where can I find them?
I often receive messages from readers shocked by the nature of their fantasies, or how intense scenes are overwhelming their everyday thoughts. I want to reassure all those worrying they're weird, a perfectly functioning erotic mind is a treasure, not a curse.
I like legs to be open as I spank. Some can zone out during a good hard spanking, but the occasional smack on the slit never fails to grab the attention of wandering minds.
What does a spanker get from a spanking?
It's well known recipients of spankings get a pleasurable rush of sensations, emotions, and endorphins. But what's in it for poor spankers, apart from a weary arm, and potentially a sore hand too?
Calling a partner a "naughty girl" is invoking a mighty magic. There's so much communicated in a single breath: the power dynamic between you both, that one has misbehaved, and that it's been noticed, and there are likely to be consequences. Sore bottom consequences.
Rather than being spanked in sulky silence, contributing nothing but yelps, it's much hotter to be forced to talk. To have to confess what you imagine as you play with yourself. Each pause in the smacks would be your cue to say a few more sentences, before the spanking resumes...
Butt plugs smeared with ginger oil are so much more convenient than ginger roots. I love how the oil acts like a lube, and the more you apply the easier it goes in, but the hotter it feels. Plugs can be worn beneath clothes and even sat upon, without anyone nearby ever knowing.
You are standing naked in front of your disciplinarian, waiting to get your bottom smacked. Your arms are folded obediently behind your back. You tried not to get hard, but failed, and now your stiff penis is jutting rudely towards them, like a rogue uncontrollable finger.
Scolding is a snare of words that can entrap a miscreant’s imagination without even tying a knot. Words of strictness crafted to make the listener’s tummy flutter and heartbeat race. Words to make resistance crumble, to rattle the mind, and tingle deep between the legs.
The whole point of my blog is to normalise spanking. Every year countless visitors stumble across it, thinking themselves weird for liking spanking. My aim is to show them they're not weird at all.
When spankings are filmed for titillation they’re often depicted as fast and relentless. The sorry recipient is bent over, smacked hard, and sent away rubbing their bottom — all within 5 busy minutes. But in reality spankings from our partners are much slower, with time to enjoy.
Our spanking secret is a precious treasure. We hold it tight not because it’s shameful, but because knowing about this most cherished part of us is a huge and intimate privilege. One we only choose to grant to those we trust most profoundly.
We love discipline because we all aspire to uphold certain standards, we want to be good, and need to be motivated. Our disciplinarian lover treats us more compassionately than the intolerably cruel bully that dwells inside our own minds.
Being in charge isn't a position you claim, it's a privilege bestowed when you prove it's emotionally safe to say No to you. That you'll readily accept any No, without demanding explanations, or trying to convince or manipulate.
So many worry they're not attractive enough. But if you possess an open, curious, empathic mind, and a willingness to accept yourself without shame and others without judgement - you're highly attractive. No doubt about it.
A ginger-paste covered plug really is a much more convenient way of figging naughty bottoms. No need to buy and shave a fresh ginger root. The oil can be preprepared and kept in a little bottle, like a special lube, meaning you could be figged at a moment's notice.
Why slow spankings feel better
To explain why, we'll need to dip into the science of spanking. Let's begin with the stingy pain of a spank - that sharp, immediate, impossible to ignore jolt. These are carried by nerves called A-delta fibres.
Discipline is a kind of obedience, submitting to a caring disciplinarian who has your best interests at heart, and feeding off the erotic energy generated by the disparity between control and surrender, power and powerlessness.
Is being rich having enough money to buy expensive luxuries? Or is true wealth something you can't spend in shops - the precious treasure of emotional and sexual satisfaction?
Would getting a red bottom whenever you needed it, from someone you adored, be a truly luxurious life?
A short thread about scolding
Imagine, being told to undress, and now standing naked. You instinctively want to cover yourself, your cheeks are blushing hot with shame.
"It’s not your bare little slit you should be ashamed of," I scold, "but your disgraceful behaviour."
Being kinky is like Harry Potter discovering there's a secret parallel world of magic and wizardry. Except it's a world of shame and pain and spanking games.
It’s hot to have to wait. To be instructed to do nothing. Waiting for a spanking whilst straddling a pile of pillows, chest against mattress, bare bum in the air. Left with strict instructions not to grind your needy little clit on the pillow, or rub your stiff throbby nipples.
Threatening - or promising - a smacked bottom is flirting for spankos. That simple message tells our partner we still think they're hot, and gives them gooey satisfaction of submission. When we're being kinky, we're reaffirming we turn each other on.
Sexual fantasies are exercise for the mind. They reduce stress and stretch our imaginations. They promote optimistic feelings and displace negative thoughts. Fantasies are a crucial part of our psychological health.
I love the idea that there’s a strict disciplinarian out there whose kink is smacking the bums of those who write spanking stories - for making others so aroused with their disgracefully naughty words.
Spanking is, for me, far more than the dictionary-defined act of smacking buttocks. It’s a form of sexual play, and I think all adults need that kind of play in their lives to be emotionally healthy.
One of my favourite spanking positions is where I lift your legs up to your chest. I love how your stiff nipples rub against your shins as you struggle. And I adore how your swollen lips drool into the gutter crevice between your bottom cheeks.
When we understand what happens to our bodies during a spanking, it seems far less weird. We can begin to appreciate it for what it truly is, a pleasurable and elegant gift of nature.
Kinks are like costumes. As we gain experience we decide what kinky costumes best fit our own identities, and realise we don't need to adopt every stereotype we see. It's like fashion, having the courage to adopt our own unique individual style.
Sexuality exists to allow individuals to connect and satisfy our emotional needs. Spanking exists because (for those so inclined) sore bums are a wonderful way of building intimacy, trust, and validation between partners. That, and getting a sore bum is a lot of fun too.
A slow spanking that involves talking, or scolding, or pausing is far better than a dozen rapidly delivered smacks. A spanking that's over too quickly merely leaves the recipient wondering: was that it? Was that really what I've been yearning for all this time?
I think every kinky individual has asked themselves: "Why am I this way?"
I feel Nature gave me a psychological predisposition towards kinky activities, and serendipitous life events (like wonderful encouraging partners) provided the Nurture. They bestowed a marvellous gift.