Early on in the days of Realspankings.com when I was still shooting content out of my house, I was contacted by a woman who had always fantasized about being punished as an adult. She so desperately wanted a real punishment for real life issues that she was willing to fly to my city from Oklahoma, get spanked, and then fly right back home on the same day. Obviously, I took her up on her offer and we set a date for her punishment.
As I have always done when dealing with real life discipline issues, I spent a great deal of time communicating with her to determine not only what she was looking for, but also trying to get a better understanding for her motivation. We spent a couple of months communicating via e-mail and chat and she clearly described for me her extensive experiences with corporal punishment as a child and teen.
She grew up in rural Oklahoma and never left. She currently works as a teacher in the same school district that she attended while growing up. While we often see progress in the United States, it was clear from her accounts that not much had changed in the small town she lived in. This town might as well be the poster00.
child for the “Bible Belt”. Just as when she was a kid, corporal punishment is the primary form of discipline that is still used today. The schools not only use the paddle as the primary form of discipline, it is clearly encouraged by just about every member of the community.
We often read fictionalized accounts of corporal punishment on the web in which the author describes being spanked until they moved out of their parent’s house. I take most “true accounts” on the web with a grain of salt knowing that they are generally people just caught up in their own fantasies. As a result, I never report true accounts of spanking unless I am 100% positive that what I have heard is true. There is no doubt in my mind that everything she told me is true and she was indeed spanked not only until she moved off to college, but she also managed to get spanked during her first summer back from college after her Freshman year.
By all accounts her parents were as conservative as they come. From Kindergarten through 12th grade, she was only allowed to wear dresses to school. While grounding was common as an additional punishment, every punishment in her house included a spanking. Her spanking memories start as early as she can remember and continued until she was almost twenty. She was not able to estimate how many spankings she received growing up, but she figured she received one to two a week, as a minimum. While they became less frequent as she grew older she stated that they also got much more severe.
Her most memorable spankings, and the ones she was the most detailed in describing, occurred in her later years of high school. She described her mother as the judge and her father as the enforcer. Just about every spanking she ever received was at the request of her mother. Her mother would not only tell her dad when to spank her, but she would oversee all of the spankings and tell her father when she had had enough. She said it was common for the father to have finished and for the mother to tell him that they were not even close and that he needed to start again only harder.
She wrote a very detailed account of the hardest punishment she ever received and it occurred when she was a junior in high school. The strange thing is that this punishment was for coming home less than 10 minutes late. It seems her mother had grown tired of the constant lateness that had been occurring over several weeks. After repeated warnings and several spankings, her mother had finally had enough. Her mother had decided that this was the night that a long lasting impression would be made. She arrived just a few minutes after her curfew and it was clear as soon as she walked in the door that she was really in for it.
She described coming in the door and being met by her mother who told her to get the paddle. The paddle was the primary implement that was used to punish her and she guessed that they had probably gone through five or six over the course of her childhood. She stated that there was nothing fancy about it; it was simply a thick board that was cut into a paddle. She felt that it was at least an inch thick and hit with much more of a thud than a sting. A typical paddling generally involved between 10 and 20 swats, depending on her mother’s mood and the severity of the offense. On this occasion, she knew that arguing would be futile, so she simply went and got the paddle from the shelf above the washing mashing in the laundry room. She returned and handed the paddle to her mother and was told to assume the position.
Since puberty, the position used was always the same and required her to bend at the waist with outstretched arms and place her hands on the wall. Any lecture was always given by her mother and took place while she was in the position. She stated that her mom was far from calm at these moments and usually displayed visible anger. When her mother felt it was time for the punishment, she would hand the paddle to her dad and he would begin. On this particular occasion her mother made it very clear to the father that she needed to really feel this paddling. The strokes were laid on close to full force and just a few swats into it she was already in tears. This did not faze her mother at all and she asked the father to “put more into it”. After what she felt was the 12th or 13th swat, the paddle broke. While bawling her eyes out, she was very relieved. In the past a broken paddle meant that the punishment was over and that her dad would be in the garage the next day crafting a new one. On this occasion, it was not to be, her mother felt that they were just getting started.
She was told to remain in position and her mother went to find a belt. She had not had the belt for many years and while concerned, she was relieved that the rest of the punishment would not be with the paddle. Her mother returned with the belt and handed it to her father. The mother told him to “start from the beginning”, and just as her tears were drying up, the force of the belt brought them quickly back. While not as bad as the paddle, she stated that the belt was just vicious on her sore bottom. She thought that her mother must have felt that the belt was not all that effective because she had him blister her bottom for a couple of minutes straight. When all was said and done, she had received the spanking of her life. While this spanking stood out the most in her memory because of the broken paddle, she felt that there were dozens of others that were close in intensity. I asked her if she was ever spanked on the bare or just on her panties and she said that it never once happened. Apparently, any form of nudity was highly frowned upon in her house and she was not even allowed to walk around in a long t-shirt as a night shirt, so there was never a case of her being spanked with any skin exposed.
Unfortunately for her, being spanked at home was not the worst of it. The school she attended, and currently teaches at, uses the paddle on a daily basis. We are not just talking about students being sent to the office to be paddled by an administrator, we are talking about a school in which every teacher has the option of possessing a paddle in their classroom. The only thing that has changed in the thirty years since she was a student is that all paddlings administered by a teacher have to have a witness. The worst of it for her happened in the 10th grade when her math teacher was her father’s best friend. Apparently all of the students in all of the grades knew his reputation as a heavy hitter and one of the most frequent paddling teachers at the school. Being a small K-12 school, there was only one math teacher for the tenth grade level, so there was no way to avoid being in his class. It was even more difficult for her in that she had known him most of her life and he was well aware of the nature of the discipline used in her home.
She felt that for the most part his discipline was effective and resulted in just about the best behaved classroom in the school. While he would never hesitate to paddle for the smallest infraction, the students stayed on their toes and followed the school rules very closely in his class. For her the problem began when her math teacher was having dinner at their house, which was a very common occurrence. The mother began to inquire as to how her math work was going and the teacher stated that she could do better and that she had turned in some assignments late. Over the course of dinner it was decided, mostly by the mother, that the teacher’s requirements for her should be higher and that he should feel free to handle discipline however he felt the situation called for. The policies at this school did not really allow for discipline based on schoolwork, it was more behavior based. It was clear by the end of dinner that anytime he felt a paddling would be effective he had full consent to apply it. While the conversation seemed to have somehow made the mother happy, the daughter was very stressed.
It took less than a week for her first paddling in that class. The teacher asked all of the students to pass up their homework and she had forgotten hers in her locker. She asked if she could go and get it and she was quickly invited into the hallway. She stepped out into the hall and he told her to stay put and that he would be with her in a moment. She said that she was forced to wait almost half the period before he finally came out. Her heart dropped as he came into the hall caring his big wooden paddle. She stated that his was different than most in that it was completely wrapped in black tape. He explained to her that homework begins when he gives the assignment and ends when it is turned in completed at the beginning of class and that any variation is understood to be incomplete. As a result of not completing her homework she was to be paddled.
He had her stand in the middle of the hallway and face down the hall. She was instructed to assume a wide stance, “lock her legs”, and grab her ankles. She was told that she would get six “pops” the maximum that a teacher was allowed to apply for a single offense. As it turns out, there was not a maximum for the Vice Principal. As soon as she grabbed her ankles the first swat landed and she jumped up, grabbed her bottom, and told him through the tears that were already beginning to flow and in a very rude manner, “that was entirely too hard”. He told her to grab her ankles for the remaining five “pops” and that she would now be receiving an additional three “pops” for disrespect. He presented it as a separate offense which made additional swats allowable by school policy. She resumed her position and endured another eight swats as hard as she ever felt. She never thought her dad went lightly, but she described his paddling as “a whole new level of enthusiasm”. After her paddling she was escorted back into the classroom immediately with the tears still flowing. While everyone watched her sit down, she stated that no one giggled as she winced in pain as they often did on other classes, because they knew it might result in them receiving their own paddling.
Prior to this year in school, she looked at being paddled by a teacher as a good thing because it was not documented, nor were the student’s parents notified. Any paddling that took place in the office resulted in parents being contacted, and for her, always meant more of the same at home. But, this teacher was a close friend of the family and her mom was notified by the teacher during his lunch break. When she returned from school, her mother let her know that she would get a “healthy dose of the paddle” when her father got home from work. As expected, just before dinner, she took another ten swats on her already bruised bottom from her father minutes before dinner. Over the course of her 10th grade year she estimates that she got it from this teacher and then again at home almost 10 different times.
From her descriptions it seems that in most cases her punishments were a little over the top. While discipline this frequent and this severe seemed somewhat common to her, I feel that it borders on abuse. I grew up in a neighborhood where most kids were spanked with a belt, but for the most part, the punishment seemed to fit the crime. While she did not feel that her desire to be spanked developed until many years after she moved out of her parent’s house, she states that she was at least intrigued with the concept. She felt that this was most evident in her need to see her marked bottom after a paddling. She would always check her butt after a spanking and then everyday after until the marks disappeared. From her descriptions it sounds as though her bottom was pretty worn out after every spanking she received. She described the typical bull’s eye bruises that result from a hard paddling and stated that they were a deep black and blue that would last for close to a week. She felt that her bottom was pretty sore after a paddling but nothing compared with “the unbearable pain” the following day. She felt that a Monday paddling, whether at home or at school, was the worst because she then had to deal with four more days of a bruised bottom while sitting at a hard wooden desk.
As horrible as all of her spanking experiences seemed, as well as the fact that she did not sexualize any element of the spankings at the time, I found it quite surprising that she wanted me to deal with her real life discipline using a large wooden paddle. I guess people stick with what they know. I found it a little unusual that she feels that she developed a spanking fetish late in life, when most people report these thoughts at a very early age. While living at home she never fantasized about spanking, nor did she find herself masturbating after a spanking. It was not until her mid-twenties that she began to fantasize about being properly punished again.
Having had the experiences she did, I asked her about how she feels about the paddling that still takes place at the school she teaches at and if she ever paddles students herself. She told me that every teacher has the authority to paddle any student for a “clear violation of school rules”. She told me that there is not a day that goes by at that school in which they do not hear the crack of the paddle in the hallway. While she is not fully opposed to paddling students, she feels that the teachers paddling a student in the hallway only serves as a distraction to all of the other classrooms on that hallway. She feels that from the moment the first swat lands until it is clear that it is over, every student stops what they are doing to listen. In addition, during the paddling, the classroom that the student came from as well as the classroom in which the teacher who serves as a witness are essentially left unattended. She feels that there are literally hours a semester wasted as a result of the distractions from hallway paddlings. As a result, she sends all disciplinary referrals to the office. Based on the form the students bring back after being sent to the office, she estimates that a little more than half of the students she “sends up” receive “pops”.
While she has chosen not to paddle students, she does serve as a witness on occasion. She estimated that she serves as a witness more than 20 times a year. Another aspect of the hallway paddling experience that she dislikes as a teacher is the lack of consistency between punishments. While all teachers are limited to six swats, she feels there is too much variation in the way the paddling is applied. A specific offense in one class might earn a student 2 swats from a female teacher who is just trying to make a point, where the same offense in another class can result in six severe swats from a hard hitting coach that is expecting tears from the first swat. As a result of her own experiences being paddled, she feels that there should be a cooling off period after a paddling and the student should be allowed to go to the rest room to compose themselves before returning to class. While many teachers seem to allow this, she states that there are many who feel the additional embarrassment of being walked right back into class with watering eyes is just as effective of a punishment as the paddling itself. She feels that any punishment, regardless of the severity of the offense, should not involve the student feeling humiliated.
She really dislikes the teacher directly across the hall from her class and feels that he is very similar to her math teacher. She feels that he takes it to slightly different level and not only paddles for all offenses, she feels he looks for a reason to paddle whenever he can. Her first year in that classroom, due to proximity, she served as his witness. The following year she told him that he needed to find someone else to serve as his witness. There were a few reasons for this decision. The first goes back to the distraction to her class. While she currently witnesses around 20 a year, with him it was 3-4 a day. She felt that a period rarely went by in which someone wasn’t paddled. She knew how well students behaved in the class she was in with a frequent paddler, so she assumed that students would be on their best behavior in this class. She felt that he had to be looking for reasons to paddle a student in more than half of his classes everyday. She also felt that he paddled harder than was appropriate and that there was no variation based on the offense. If she was called out as a witness for this teacher, it was always the same process. Male students received the maximum six swats and female students received four. She did not feel that he ever changed the severity of the swats and always swung full force. In addition, he taught grades 9-12 and did not adjust for age. The student was brought into the hall and made to bend over with their hands on the locker. He then swung the paddle as hard and fast as he could, delivering all the swats in less than five seconds. He would thank her for witnessing and immediately march the student back into class. She stated it was very rare for a student to not at least have watering eyes and that all out crying was more common.
I found her experiences to be quite unique as well as offering some perspective for those of you who felt you had it rough growing up. In rereading this before posting I realized that I made many references to the fact that this is how it is still done “today”. The original accounts she wrote for me were in 1998, so I guess it is far from current. However, if things stayed the same for 30 years, I doubt much has changed in the last 7.