What is the most memorable spanking you've given or recieved?

[Justin Jones]

What's the context behind it ? What was used ? What made it the most memorable ? 

Most memorable one I ever gave is when I caught my ex smoking a cigarette after quitting for 18 months .  I had a suspicion that she was smoking and hiding it from me . When I asked her she lied .  Fast forward a month and we are at a wedding and I walk outside to her smoking chatting with a group of girls . She tried to hide it and had a deer in headlights look.  

Next day we went home, she was ordered straight to bedroom and stripped naked . OTK and just with my hand with almost maximum power I spanked that ass what felt like a hour.  There was tears and snot bubbles ( I had no sympathy for her ) after that I washed that nasty smell out of her mouth, then she spent the afternoon in the corner.  

 

Funny thing is 8 years later on my bday she emailed me happy bday and brought up she hasn't smoked to this day lol . 

[Spanknutt]

Ok, I'll play. My most memorable was not a disciplinary spanking, it was a long session with a friend at a party with a number of like-minded people in attendance. It was a two-story house and I had my friend kneeling over an ottoman in the basement area. It was a pretty long session and I used a number of implements on her. At one point I pulled her cheeks apart and spanked the inner slopes with a narrow paddle. Then I caned her. It wasn't much different from a lot of other sessions I have done, but what made it memorable was when I heard a guy calling upstairs, saying "Hey, come down here, you gotta' see this."

[michgal.k]

Most memorable was in New Orleans. Was going up to my hotel room with my ER and maids were servicing both rooms on either side of mine. Needless to say, they heard everything and when we left shortly after, they were still there, desperately trying to avoid eye contact, as was I. 🙈🙊🙉

[Spank61]

Such a nice experience. Thank you for sharing it.

 

 

 

 

 

[otkpantsdown 49]

The most memerable one I ever gave was to a girlfriend when we were both 29.  I had spanked her a few times before but this time we were both naked and I bend her over a couch and used real hand cuffs to secure her there. I used a leather strap on her butt until she was black and blue like some pictures we see on the net.She was really wiggling and sceaming. We talked before hand and she expected what I gave her. What surprised me was when I let her up she put her arms around me kissed me hard then bend back over the couch and said MORE. Of course I have her more.

The hardest one I have ever received was two years ago from a local "DADDY" who spanks me at times. I was over his knees for some time. He blistered my bare butt with a wood bath brush and oak paddle. I wiggled and kicked so bad my shoes came off and my jeans tangled in a knot at my ankles. When he finished I understood why my girlfriend asked for more. After sitting a little bit I pulled my pants back down asked for more and was over his knees again. WOW did he give me more! 

[frizzy91]

The first time I actually got a “hard” spanking. I was in college. I’d been spanked many times as an adult mostly from a spanking friend I’d visit. Found someone more local. She spanked me once for grades. She didn’t go too hard. The next time I saw her was a maintenance spanking.

She was a petite girl, but my god her hand hurt. Then she used a bamboo back scratcher and that thing hurt like hell. I definitely got pushed that day. Afterward I was legit afraid to get another. I’d have bad dreams where she’d find out I’d been bad. 
 

Still have the after picture. I’ll never forget that spanking. 

[rubyredd]

The most memorable disciplinary spanking I ever received was when I was a sophomore in college. I had been going off the rails a bit - not doing well in my classes, drinking / partying a lot. My first two years of college were basically spankless - which was a struggle for me. As most here know, I had been spanked by my boyfriend all through high school, but we broke up when I went to college. I had kept in contact with him, though - just talking on the phone sometimes. He is two years older and was 21 to my 19. Anyway, he drove up to visit me and we got a hotel room for the weekend at the Embassy Suites (two rooms created a nice sound buffer, btw). 

So that's the background. Up until that point I had mostly been spanked over at least one layer of clothes and with his hand. This time was much different. While some of the spanking was over clothes / hand-spanking, a lengthy portion was with a wooden hairbrush on my bare bottom. By the time it was over, my backside was purple. Not red... purple. It hurt to even have the sheets touch my skin and sitting was absolutely awful. I have no idea how long that spanking went on, but the bruises lasted well over a week and it hurt to sit down for several days. This was my first time with a hairbrush and it has felt like a disciplinary implement ever since.

I actually dropped out of college soon after and joined the military. That spanking - and recognizing how detrimental my behavior had become - was a life-changing moment for me. I felt more cared for during that spanking session than at any other point in my life.

I have had many wonderful and memorable spankings since then... but that one stands out as a pivotal (and particularly painful) one.

[nicoleS39]

My most memorable?  Well, I am going to answer that more along the lines of most "life changing" or pivotal. A few "spankings" come to mind as more memorable because of the severity and timing, but my most "life changing" was not the most severe by any means.

My most memorable was when my husband and I were "officially" dating. I could not believe someone like him would even be interested in someone like me. I was everything one would "think" he would despise in a woman. I was not pretty...kind of pudgy...terribly groomed...had some bad teeth. I was rude...cursed lots...a heavy smoker. I dressed like a slut and pretty much acted like one. I only did church because my cousin said I had to attend every Sunday or I would  not be allowed to live with them. I hadca terrible past   He...was very fit...handsome...smart...and very decent...kind. I knew his first wife had died of a stroke, leaving two young children...and...the photos I saw of her...she was a beautiful woman....and I was told...nothing at all like me.

Well....I realized he could be the best thing ever for me, so I decided to "trap" him...I would do what I knew how to do best at that time. I would seduce him...and maybe het him to marry me...then I could divorce him and get money from him..and move on. Well, I starting seducing him the third date....wearing sexy things...enticing him. He did not bite on my bait...lol...and just got upset. My cousin warned me to not "blow it" with him, that he was a very good man. And...I was so afraid he would quickly grow disinterested in me.  

Well..the 4th date, I came on really strong...slipping his slipper down and feeling up his manhood...which felt good and strong...btw....lol. We were in a park near my cousin's place where I lived, sitting on a park bench....he wanted to just talk and discuss some things....but not me. Well,  I obviously surpassed his limit on patience and understanding with that move...and next thing I know he has me over his leg and trapped with his other leg, and he is spanking me very hard with his hand on my butt and my upper thighs....telling me to learn to behave and such. 

After he quit and plopped me back on the ground, I was just shocked and surprised as I knelt there. Yes...shocked by him spanking me...because that was totally unexpected...but also by me...because I realized for the first time...I actually "needed":a strong man like he was, and I deep-down "liked" that he actually "spanked" me. I set back down on the bench next to him, and we just set there in silence. After a few minutes, he apologized...but really felt like I deserved it, and said he would walk me home...and would not bother me anymore. Well....I did not know what to say. He walked me to the house...and I was just not knowing what to say at all..,then. But...during a sleepless night I decided I would call him and tell him it was OK...and beg him to please continue seeing me. I wanted him in my life. So...him spanking me that first time was like an awakening regarding my "need" for spanking as an adult and my need for a man like him. I grew into love with him after that, and we had many long talks a out our pasts and what we needed in from one another in our relationship with one another. I began to submit more to his expectations after that. He bought me clothing that was modest and feminine...and quit trying to seduce him and basically behaving like the slut I was. 

That first spanking...not at all "severe" in comparison to many others I have received since then....was the beginning of a wonderful relationship with my husband and fostered huge changes....as a process began...in my life.

[nicoleS39]

@rubyredd....Wow....the brush made you "purple". I have never experienced a spanking with a brush. I have viewed a few videos on ST, but it just does not "seem" to be capable of producing those severe results. Obviously...I am wrong....lol.

[rubyredd]

25 minutes ago, nicoleS39 said:

@rubyredd....Wow....the brush made you "purple". I have never experienced a spanking with a brush. I have viewed a few videos on ST, but it just does not "seem" to be capable of producing those severe results. Obviously...I am wrong....lol.

It was probably a combination of the implement and the length / severity of the spanking. But, I have been bruised by more than one hairbrush over the years...

Honestly, my entire bottom was purple, too... not just sploches of bruising. More like a plum than a peach. 

[OhRedhead]

Hairbrushes can absolutely bruise. I have had some whoppers with their use.

[danadares]

I didn't realize this wasn't common knowledge but, depending on skin type and other factors, like if you've been spanked much in your life, a person can bruise quite easily if struck on the buttocks with any hard implement that has some weight to it. The next day and beyond, it can look worse than the actual severity of the punishment. Some shade of purple is the most common color I'm familiar with.

 

[EnglishSpanker]

Having once reacted to what I saw as a very unfair situation by decorating an art exhibition with lemon yellow powder paint, I found myself summoned to the Headmaster's study, where I received a very traditional and extremely harsh six-of-the-best.

To this day, I don't know how I managed to walk home after the event. My legs lost all their strength and it was not easy to breathe properly. All of which was quite normal for that era.

Not the best of experiences, but definitely memorable!

[Spank61]

On 11/23/2022 at 8:23 PM, rubyredd said:

The most memorable disciplinary spanking I ever received was when I was a sophomore in college. I had been going off the rails a bit - not doing well in my classes, drinking / partying a lot. My first two years of college were basically spankless - which was a struggle for me. As most here know, I had been spanked by my boyfriend all through high school, but we broke up when I went to college. I had kept in contact with him, though - just talking on the phone sometimes. He is two years older and was 21 to my 19. Anyway, he drove up to visit me and we got a hotel room for the weekend at the Embassy Suites (two rooms created a nice sound buffer, btw). 

So that's the background. Up until that point I had mostly been spanked over at least one layer of clothes and with his hand. This time was much different. While some of the spanking was over clothes / hand-spanking, a lengthy portion was with a wooden hairbrush on my bare bottom. By the time it was over, my backside was purple. Not red... purple. It hurt to even have the sheets touch my skin and sitting was absolutely awful. I have no idea how long that spanking went on, but the bruises lasted well over a week and it hurt to sit down for several days. This was my first time with a hairbrush and it has felt like a disciplinary implement ever since.

I actually dropped out of college soon after and joined the military. That spanking - and recognizing how detrimental my behavior had become - was a life-changing moment for me. I felt more cared for during that spanking session than at any other point in my life.

I have had many wonderful and memorable spankings since then... but that one stands out as a pivotal (and particularly painful) one.

Thank you for sharing of this most memorable experience. Seemingly your former boyfriend felt an urgent necessity to make good for the too long lasting spankless period.

[Justin Jones]

My girlfriend sister was over and told a funny story last night. My girlfriend and her 3 sisters grew up in a rural town in Canada. Their mother was a Christian and disciplinarian of the house. It didn't happen as much in their older years but their mother would spank them until graduation and they moved out.   

My girlfriend joined the volunteer fire department just after her 16 birthday .

Anyways she was in grade 12 and her sister was in grade 10 and they were sharing a room.   I guess a fight broke out and mom marched them both to the kitchen bent my girlfriend over her knee and pulled down pajama pants while her sister waited for her turn. Her mom got about 6 slaps on her ass and my girlfriend fire hall beeper went off and her mom let her up to go to the hall which was like across the street.   

It was winter so my girlfriend had to get proper winter clothes on before she left.   

 When she was walking out the door she could still hear her mom's hand hitting her sisters ass and my girlfriend instagated the fight and got away with it lol.      

 

I guess mom was a hard ass.   If she couldn't find the guilty culprit she'd just spank all 4.   

my girlfriend wasn't there but I guess the mom spanked her 18 year old sister for coming home drunk. They laugh because legal drinking in that province was 18 lol.   

Edited December 2, 2022 by Justin Jones

[Jeff35253]

The most memorable was my first. About a year after divorce an online spanking chat caught my eye. After a week of lurking a message invited me to a private chat. It was a guy nearby. Over the next hour he explained his desire to spank men and I admitted I wanted to be spanked. Later we moved to the phone and then an in person (public place) meeting. After a brief conversation he asked if I wanted to move ahead. “Yes, sir,” I replied. He instructed me to get a room at a nearby hotel, call his pager and input the room number, remove my shirt, pants, shoes, and socks, kneel in the middle of the room and wait. I complied and was waiting on my knees in a white undershirt and boxers. I was scared and excited. A card in the door latch enabled him to simply push the door open. The bright sunshine flooded the dark room then the door closed. He walked around me, placed a small backpack on the desk, pulled out the chair, and told me to stand. He pulled the undershirt off then pulled me into his lap and started a hand spanking. He varied the timing, intensity, and target until 50 strokes were applied. He said to stand, he pulled down the boxers. “Step out of them,” he said. Now I was naked and felt total vulnerability. Back over his lap and another 50 by hand. After a few corner minutes I was told to bend over the end of the bed. He pulled a fraternity style paddle from the bag. “My hand was a warmup. This is to get your attention,” he said. It did. Two sets of 25 had my bottom burning. He sent me back to the corner while he piled pillows on the bed and retrieved a strap from the bag. “Now that I have your attention the punishment begins,” he said as he directed me to get face down in the bed with the pillow stack under my hips. “You remember your safe words?,” he asked. “Yes, sir,” I replied. When the heavy strap came down I tensed every muscle in my body. It came down again, and again until 25 strokes were delivered. He moved to the other side of the bed. “Remember, you asked for this, didn’t you.” I nodded. Halfway through the next 25 tears were flowing but I was not crying. The pain increased exponentially as he delivered the last 5 strokes. Then it stopped. He had me stand, inspected my bottom, and told me the welts would go away in a few days and the bruises in a week. I was sent back to the corner while he packed his implements in the bag. Suddenly the room was filled with sunlight and I heard the door close. I cried. 
 

[PunishedOTK]

For me it was a formal detention I gave my wife after months of punishing her for various bad behaviors that she kept falling into. She was dressed in a full, traditional school uniform, and she was punished for the four separate behaviors that she kept repeating in those previous months. For each one she had to write lines, then was given an over the knee spanking with hand and hairbrush, then cornertime. It was one of the best experiences both of us have ever had, highly recommend it! 

[Ouchiee]

My wife is a somewhat converted vanilla in that she she had learned to enjoy and get turned on by spanking me, but it is mostly because of how much it turns me on. She has admitted to enjoying having power over me, but just would not have brought up spanking on her own and I often have to ask for one. Anyway, over the many, many times we've played, one stands out to me as the most memorable. 

I came into our bedroom after being summoned to find her waiting for me on an ottoman that we have while she was dressed in a very dominate looking lingerie outfit. She put one leg out and beckoned me to it. I went over her knee and immediately she bared my bottom. Normally, there is a bit of a warmup, but this time she pulled out our Jokari paddle and proceeded to blister my bottom. I screamed and tried to move, but she pinned with her other leg and put her left arm down my back. After 40-50 swats, I was breathing hard. She started to lift me up, and I was so disappointed because I thought it was over. While it hurt like fire, I wasn't quite at my limit. What happened next, though, blew my mind. 

For the next thirty mins, she basically dommed me. She demanded certain things and I hesitated even a second to process her commands, I was punished. She wouldn't allow me to kiss her lips and if I tried, spanked some more. She had my mind reeling from all this power over me and it just kept going. Finally, she suggested going to the bed (which is usually a sign of finishing up). I was surprised when she sat against the headboard and said it was time for my real spanking. We have a pretty thick lexan paddle the size of a hairbrush, and this time, I hit my limit and got taken past it (briefly). I actually wanted her to stop, which was a first for me.

I spent a lot time after that last paddling...ahem...tending to her needs. I made sure she knew how much I loved what she did!  It has never happened that way again, but I would LOVE to explore that realm even further. 

[squid54boat]

I had the opportunity to make a drive to a nearby state to meat with a female spanko. We had initially planned on staying in a state park campground which ended up getting closed. So we found a little family run one in the middle of nowhere west VA, we were the first and only people camping there for a couple nights. The first thing I did when we were comfortable with each other was spank her bare bottom over my knee outside at the picnic table. So much fun !

[Yoda2021]

The most memorable spanking I received was from my current mentor I was planning to go see her I had errands to run before heading over to her home well I got pulled over while going 21 over the speeding limit after I was explaining to my mentor what happened  I found out she doesn’t like when her EE’s get in legal trouble I will say the spanking definitely had me thinking I haven’t had a speeding issue since to this day i’m grateful she corrected me the way she did. 

[Laura93]

These stories are amazing!

[CanadianGal]

On 12/2/2022 at 2:47 PM, Justin Jones said:

My girlfriend sister was over and told a funny story last night. My girlfriend and her 3 sisters grew up in a rural town in Canada. Their mother was a Christian and disciplinarian of the house. It didn't happen as much in their older years but their mother would spank them until graduation and they moved out.   

My girlfriend joined the volunteer fire department just after her 16 birthday .

Anyways she was in grade 12 and her sister was in grade 10 and they were sharing a room.   I guess a fight broke out and mom marched them both to the kitchen bent my girlfriend over her knee and pulled down pajama pants while her sister waited for her turn. Her mom got about 6 slaps on her ass and my girlfriend fire hall beeper went off and her mom let her up to go to the hall which was like across the street.   

It was winter so my girlfriend had to get proper winter clothes on before she left.   

 When she was walking out the door she could still hear her mom's hand hitting her sisters ass and my girlfriend instagated the fight and got away with it lol.      

 

I guess mom was a hard ass.   If she couldn't find the guilty culprit she'd just spank all 4.   

my girlfriend wasn't there but I guess the mom spanked her 18 year old sister for coming home drunk. They laugh because legal drinking in that province was 18 lol.   

I can so relate to this. I grew up in a small town in Ontario "in the spanking era". My sister who is one year younger and I were both spanked throughout high school. Always bare bum over Mom or Dads knee. My then boyfriend (who is now my husband" knew everytime we got spanked!!

[Needing correction!]

On 11/25/2022 at 1:09 AM, EnglishSpanker said:

 I found myself summoned to the Headmaster's study, where I received a very traditional and extremely harsh six-of-the-best.

Not the best of experiences, but definitely memorable!

I was eighteen. I was given twelve by my housemaster for neglecting duty as a prefect.

 

I deserved it. It was probably my worst ever correction, but I'm glad he caned me (it was close to an expulsion matter).