Ever been spanked in public?

I was, in my early teens and it was absolutely embarrassing. It happened in a public park when I was there with my parents and a friend from school.

Like another guy said some time ago----Coach paddled my naked butt in locker room as he did with other guys also A locker room is a semi public space as the locker room was usually a busy place--It bothered me more in junior senior years in high cause younger guys saw me get it naked as the day I was born and it really hurt--also I was a very big strong guy the coach was a little twerp! He must have wanted to humiliate guys as he put a towel over his lap and you had to go over his lap like a child and I outweighed him by 50 lbs and was 6 or 7 inches taller I wanted to vomit but my butt was hurting so bad that's all I could think of--worst of all you and to thank him and shake his hand

I wanted to vomit but my butt was hurting so bad that's all I could think of--worst of all you and to thank him and shake his hand

You should have vomited all over the creepy twerp. They don't deserve better if they think you're supposed to shake their hands in thanks afterwards.

The more I hear about sports coaches, the gladder I am that in my Belgian school they were rated at the bottom rung of scholastic endeavors and regard, just someone to hire because of government regulations if the school wanted to keep its subsidies. Otherwise they had no ranking or say in just about anything in school. As good as irrelevant.

I am not sure what you mean by "public" by I have been spanked in front of the other people both as a child and an Adult but the worst time I can recall was in front of my snobby cousins. We had a family gathering which was not too usual thankfully! My cousins decided to endlessly tease my sister and I because we were considerably less wealthy than they were and could not afford same kind of expensive clothes as they wore

My sister, who was older than all of us, just go so annoyed that she picked a glass of suitable coloured fizzy drink and threw it over one of them. There was quite a shriek as you can imagine at which point our mother entered the scene and accepted the circumstantial evidence of fingers pointing at us, our hysterical laughter and one soaked to cousin, as sufficient to warrant giving us both a sound spanking.

I don't remember her saying much, just grabbing hold of my sister, sitting on the nearest available chair any pulling her over lap. Her spanking was long and hard, on her bare bottom and in front of everyone, with tables turned it was now their to laugh with equal hysteria. I prayed I was not to suffer the same fate and tried to keep as far back as possible. All to no avail as my Mother searched me out as soon as she unceremoniously dumped my sister on the floor where she lay sobbing and rubbing a sore and apparent to all very red bottom. My pleading just made matters worse, in as much as it delighted everyone else and it was not long before I found myself in same position as I had seen my sister, bottom upturned over my Mothers lap and knickers around my knees leaving my bottom exposed to both the stinging smacks from my Mother's hard hand and everyone's gaze..

My tears were not long in coming and all my struggles just added to my ridicule, The smacks just kept raining down and I tried to close my ears to the laughing and jeering. I don't know what was worse the actual spanking or the embarrassment both during and after. The incident is still vivid in my mind today.

The only time I can remember being spanked in public was when I was in the third grade. I got spanked by my teacher during recess, in private, but didn't know that she had called my mom earlier to get her permission. After school was over mom was waiting for me in front of my classroom.

We lived only two blocks from the school and mom walked me home while smacking my covered backside all the way home. I was so embarrassed because of all my friends seeing me mom swatting me. Once we arrived home, mom immediately took me over her lap and used the paddle on my already sore bare bottom.

As child on a regular basis as was all of us siblings. Received clothed yard yard spankings. In the house always bare bottom with family members, parents friends, or neighbors present. Followed by put on display in the corner.

As an adult only one accidental witness spanking. It was when we rented a cabin. There were several cabins within short walking distance. I had a mild temper tantrum and my wife decided to discipline me. All my disciplinary sessions involve spanking panties and bare bottom spankings. She tied me to the wooden cabin table. Then she started her scolding and shaming followed by a long burning discipline session(s) with the paddle, belt, & cane. Unknown to us a two older women had come up the back deck and were standing at the kitchen screen door that was open. They had wanted me to light their stove. There I was being spanked like a 10 year old boy & sounding like one as I wriggled, whine, and cried out. Suddenly my wife stopped and asked the two ladies did they need something. I was mortified! How much did they hear and see?? They were snickering and said they'd come back later but my wife told them to come in and watch until she was finished disciplining me if they wanted too. Both agreed and I had to explain what I'd done, why I was being disciplined, and that I was tied to table because I can't maintain my position. They started in on me telling me how ashamed I should be of myself. A grown man spanked like child and how ridiculous I look with my panties hanging around my knees. The worst part was when my wife restarted my spanking sessions they cheered her on encouraged her to spank harder. She fed into their words and gave me the worst spanking of my life. Then I was stood in the corner as they talked about me as if I wasn't there. Worst of all they told all the rest of the people camping there. Other couples of all ages and one group of college coeds. Who kept offering to spank me for my wife.

@spankedalpha I Love that story. I need a woman like that.

My parents, especially my father, was given to spanking me for misbehavior (or perceived misbehavior) on the spot and spontaneously. I was boy in the '70s, so spanking was more tolerated back then. And my parents were of the impression that I misbehaved a lot, although I can attest that I didnt do it on purpose. Sometimes, the spankings did occur within eye or earshot of others, or at least the prelude to the spanking was.

One time around when I was 6 or 7, I was playing with one of my friends outside. We lived in an apartment complex, and someone else was having a yard sale. Me and my friend were looking through all the cool stuff they were selling, and I found this very cool lantern I really wanted to have. I went inside my apartment to ask my dad to buy me the lantern, and he said no. I kept pleading for him to get it for me, but he said no, that it was just junk, and that was final I went outside again, feeling dejected, and played some with my friend. But I really couldn't resist looking at that lantern on the yard sale table. I really wanted it. My friend was with me at the time still. I again went inside but this time didn't tell my dad anything, but just started looking all over the house for money so I could buy that cool lantern. My friend was still outside waiting for me. While I was rummaging through the house, my dad caught me, and angrily asked me why I was looking for money when he told me no. He was very angry. As was the pattern in my house, spankings came suddenly, and this one did too, My father grabbed me, and suddenly pulled me over to the couch. To my shock, and while I was screaming and crying, my father held me down, pulled down my shorts, pulled off his sandal and wailed on my bottom a bunch of times while I struggled. When he was done, he left me on the couch, and he told me to stay there until I he told me I could get up. I laid there on the couch, in a fetal position, tears running down my face, with me facing toward the cushions of the couch. Shortly after, a knock came at the door. It was my friend, who asked if I could come out and play. I remember clearly my Dad telling him that no I could not, "Carlos is being punished." The couch was close enough to the door that, although my back was to the door and I was facing the couch cushions, I could still see out of the corner of my eye, the open door with my friend there, and he was staring directly at me. I am sure he was outside, and hearing the commotion and my spanking. And now, he was seeing me lying on the couch, after being "punished."

Another spanking happened when we were visiting relatives: my uncle, aunt, and cousins. I accidentally knocked a vase off a table. The vase was undamaged, but my mother gave me a sound spanking right there in front of the family, without even taking me to a private place. I remember we left shortly after, and I was in the car crying from the spanking as we drove away.

Other spankings sometimes occurred sudenly in public.

Other times, although others did not see the spanking, they saw the prelude. One time, I was around 7 or so, and my dad took me to a kid's play put on by the high school drama group. My dad was a teacher at the high school. When we got there, I saw some other kids from my school who were around my age there too. I however really didnt want to be there, and would much have preferred to be at home watching Tarzan on TV. (I remember that well.) I started to pout and complain, and ask if we could go now. My dad finally had enough and grabbed me by my ear, and pulled me by my ear, in front of my school friends, out of the building. On the way out, with him pulling me by the ear, and me crying and grimmacing and physically trying to get loose, we passed by a table with some high school students and teachers . . . I looked right at them as we passed and they looked in amazement at me being pulled out of there by my ear. At home I got a spankiing, and told I could not watch TV for some time. I guess no Tarzan for me.

I've paddled my gf nude in front of her best lady friend. Not really public, but in front of an audience no less.

The friend loved it and was actively commenting on the event like:

"Harder you pussy"

"Glad that's not my ass"

"Maybe next time you won't have a case of the fuck arounds"

It was fun.

I think I have out 10 swats in total.

Trying to convince the friend to let me paddle her. Have ready seen her nude with my gf at the same time. What's a little paddling between friends.

I was about 17 years old with friends in the street and did not come home at curfew. I knew that meant when I came home I was going to get the beating of my life. I stayed outside in an attempt to prolong the beating. Minutes later, my father showed up, took his belt off, ordered me to bend over, grabbing my hand, bending me over, he whipped me with his belt in front of my friends. Every time the belt struck me, I screamed out loud, crying and begging him to stop. I was so embarrassed, humiliated. My friends were shocked and speechless.

I never broke curfew again!

I was bothering a girl at a party one night and she dragged me into the kitchen and put me across her knee. There were lots of girls chatting in the kitchen and they all stopped talking to watch. It was really embarrassing, but after she finished spanking me I went back into the lounge and lots of the girls came up and started chatting to me, they were all laughing and a few of them patted my bottom! I didn't pester the girl who spanked me again, or any of the other girls, I just chatted to them civilly, (standing of course, I wasn't sitting too comfortably for a couple of days!).

george

@Jorgeivus

I was bothering a girl at a party one night and she dragged me into the kitchen and put me across her knee.

That would be such a hot turn on for me.

I was bothering a girl at a party one night and she dragged me into the kitchen and put me across her knee.

How old were you at the time? And also not married I presume?

In answer to how old I was when that girl spanked me in the kitchen at a party, I was 22 and she was younger than me, about 18 I think. That made it even more embarrassing, to be taught a lesson over a younger girl's knee! Looking back, I was grateful she didn't take my pants down, but it still really hurt, she was very attractive and quite petite, but had a very hard hand and a strong arm!

A locker room is not really public but as a big strong well developed 17 yr old my little twerp of a coach made me lie over his knee and take a naked spanking and he made it hurt----and there were junior guys in the locker room so that made it more humiliating I was at least 6 inches taller and outweighed him by 60/70 lbs-----If i need a paddling he could have just done it in his office or at least just had me bend over going over this little guy's lap was humiliating with 7th 8th graders watching

Sounds like a case of abuse in my opinion.

Sounds like a case of abuse in my opinion.

Yes it does. I still cannot get my head around all the accounts I keep reading about sport coaches - the lowest on the scholastic rung of importance in any school - doling out naked or bare-botoomed spankings or swattings. What is so important about sports that confers any authority on applying physical punishments to a sports coach? And why would anybody, especially parents, put up with that kind of behavior?

Naked locker-room OTK spankings - ugh, sounds so disgustingly creepy.

I really want to be spanked by my wife, infront of a few of her girlfriends! And or at a park bench, at a rest stop on the highway!

Yes, a bunch of times. Mostly by my dad. I remember at the age of 7, my sister, my sister's future hubby, and my Grandmother came to visit and we all just came out of a small supermarket like an A & P Store and got into the car.

My dad was getting ready to get into his seat but instead, he starts coming around my side of the car and jerks me out of the back seat and walks me out into the middle of the parking lot. I had no idea what he was talking about so, I pretended to understand him and he just spanked my rear end all the way back to the car and every step that was being taken.

I should have looked the car door to keep him out and he would have gotten busted by my mom to leave me alone but, I did not think about it.

When I was about 4 years old a friend and I decided to take a long walk to a shopping center one morning. To make a long story short, we were reported missing and picked up by the police and brought home. Both our moms were waiting on the sidewalk as the police car pulled up. We both got spanked as soon as the cop let us out of the car on the sidewalk in front of everyone. My mom only used her hand, but my friend's mom had a thick leather strap to use on him. We never tried that again.

Only as a child when I was acting up.

I'm told my mother took me to the vestibule of the church to give me a spanking after I acted up during the service. I don't remember it, I was so young.

I recall being taken over a (female) teacher's knee in grade 6. Don't remember what I did to get the spanking, but I laughed all the way through it.

Yes I did on numerous occasions when I was younger. If I misbehaved while out anywhere with my parents when younger they had no problem taking down my underpants putting me over their knee and giving me a really hard spanking on my bare bottom even if others were around to witness it

Yes out in Public growing up in the 1980's 1990's Mine was old fashion and would always tell you OUt in Public you act up ill BLISTER you BOTTOM right here front who ever. and other times they say do we need visit the bathroom you get it in there to.

I recall being taken over a (female) teacher's knee in grade 6. Don't remember what I did to get the spanking, but I laughed all the way through it.

Good for you! I hope it pissed your teacher off to no end ...

Yes it was back in the day of chat rooms I chatted with a women . I was talking with a women who was north of me . She informed me that the upcoming Saturday night was OTK night at a BDSM club in the city . I took the train and was the first time in the city and navigating the city streets . The club was walking distance from the train station .

Once inside the club found the women who was going to spank me . We chatted for a brief while then moved on to my spanking . We chose a couch that was adjacent to the men's room yet near the stage. She sat down on the couch then had me stand in front of her . She was in charge so she undid my pants and let them drop to me knees . Then she placed her fingers in the waistband of my briefs and lowered them exposing my bare bottom . Over her lap I went for a sound spanking . I was spanked with her hands and a small leather paddle that night in front of everyone there that night .

When I was yngr Mom had spanked me in public and I can remember how humiliating that was most times it was just the when we get home I’ll blister your bottom yng man....as an adult it would very humiliating but I could see myself getting spanked in a club situation or with frnds who shared the same interests.

On a number of occasions, I have had disciplinarians (parents, babysitters, teachers, coaches, and even my girlfriend) punish me in front of one or more individuals who were known to me. Only 3 times have I been spanked in what I would consider truely public surroundings. The first time was when I threw a tantrum in a grocery store with my mom at the age of six. The most recent (third) was at at a nude beach with my girlfriend. The second public spanking was the most humbling...

When I was in college, I joined a fraternity. Our fraternity was especially close with a particular sorority on campus. When I was a freshman, a large group of fraternity brothers and sisters went on a spring break trip together. While on the trip, a freshman girl and I went for a long walk together. We both missed that evening's 10pm bonfire, and didn't return to our cabins until about 4:30am the following morning.

My "big brother" and her "big sister" had each become increasingly worried about me and her, respectively. They had seen us together before we went for our walk, so they assumed that we were together. Nevertheless, by 4:30am, they were contemplating contacting authorities to report us missing. Needless to say, they were very angry when we arrived back at the cabins.

The following evening, my new friend and I arrived early at the 10pm bonfire because we knew we had screwed up the night before. Shortly after 10pm, my big brother and her big sister had us remove our swimsuits and publicly paddled each of us, respectively...

There were about 30 fraternity members and 25 sorority members at the bonfire, and other groups nearby. Our swimsuits and beach towels were confiscated for the remainder of the evening. We had to sit our bare paddled butts in the sand. One of the bonfire games included going in the water and we weren't given towels when we got out of the water. And, we had to walk butt naked back to the cabins.

I remember another time earlier this year when my Dom'me and I were going to South Carolina to pick up some things she had in a storage locker. At one point I was doing 85 miles per hour. She had me slow down and pull in the next rest area and go to where the Big Rigs parked. I pulled off to the side of the driveway and was told to get out and put both hands on the side of the truck. As I did this she came behind me and reached around and unbuckled my belt and unzipped my zipper then pulled down my pants and undies together. She had reached into her toy bag and pulled out the 4 fingered tawse, which she proceeded to give 18 strokes across my naughty bare bottom. As this was happening we were being watched by people at a fast food drive through and two trucks which passed us. She told me both truck drivers were smiling as were the people at the drive thru. As she got back into the truck I had to pull my pants and undies back up and wipe a few tears from my eyes before getting back into the drivers seat. My face was as red as my well spanked bottom. Very embarrassing.

Well not in front of a lot of people, but in a light dusk evening decades ago, my then girlfriend unexpectedly and suddenly dragged me closer on the bench we were sitting on at a lakeside gently cuddling, and she proceeded to bend me over her knee and give me a surprisingly hard spanking that really hurt, though she didn't pull down my pants that time.

Some people in the distance walking on the lakeshore in pairs or walking dogs, stopped and looked our way probably wondering what was going on.

I remember feeling quite humiliated and inferior to my gf the rest of the evening.

The scene repeated itself a few times, but only in private.