Introduction: Dr. Harvey T. Leathern, M.D. Foreword by the author
CHAPTER ONE: Spanking: Punishment or Pleasure? CHAPTER TWO: Spanking Techniques CHAPTER THREE: Parent-Teacher Spanking CHAPTER FOUR: Marital Spanking CHAPTER FIVE: Recreational Spanking CHAPTER SIX: Initiation Paddling CHAPTER SEVEN: Institutional Paddling CHAPTER EIGHT: Paddling for Profit CHAPTER NINE: Pants and Paddles CHAPTER TEN: Spanking Literature CHAPTER ELEVEN: Case History: A Spanking Bridge Club CHAPTER TWELVE: Individual Case Histories CHAPTER THIRTEEN: A Tape Recorded Spanking Session CHAPTER FOURTEEN: A Look At The Future Of Spanking: A Summing Up Bibliography
I have felt for some time that a serious study should be made of spanking and its related activities. Too often the subject is mistreated in that it is cast with an unhealthy pallor, under the heading of Sadism.
While we psychiatrists seem to agree that sadistic impulses are an unhealthy manifestation of personality disorders, we can definitely not place pleasure and punishment spanking urges in that category.
While quite often the "urge to be spanked" occurs in a disarranged personality, it is often no more than if the patient had a common cold.
In other words, we psychiatrists often are confronted with people who spank, or who like to be spanked, that have an adjustment problem. We tend to forget that there are many perfectly normal and quite well-adjusted people with these same tendencies.
I feel that this book takes a giant step towards presenting the subject fairly, without placing it in the ignorance-induced category that masturbation, for instance, was once relegated to.
This study is a fine analysis and presentation of the facts and, as such, should prove interesting to both the layman and medical researcher.
To some the word is amusing, only a reminder of meaningless childhood punishments. To others the childhood punishments were not so amusing, and bitter memories are associated with them. But to many the word "spank" has at one time or another taken on a different meaning. A spanking ritual with husband or wife that has been newly discovered. Or indulged in for years. Something to be looked forward to on special evenings; a wielding of paddle or hand upon unclothed buttocks, lightly at first then with more authority.
Or a wife who is occasionally punished severely, finding herself suddenly overturned and only panties between her and an angry husband's hand. While a sore bottom is the inevitable result, she strangely cherishes these punishments as evidence there is a solidity to their marriage, and that she is becoming a better wife as a result of these chastisements.
To more and more couples the word is coming to mean fun and fellowship with friends who share the same interests. A Saturday night get-together with paddles and games, and wives in pants that grow tighter as the evening progresses. As the evening progresses a warm glow, both spiritual and very physical, is attained. Nothing blatantly sexual, at least not until husband and wife are home.
To the teenager, her buttocks wrapped in tight blue jeans, a spanking means two things. The occasional spanks that Daddy gives her (although lately she has been finding herself over his lap more and more often) with the ping-pong paddle smacking her panty-clad bottom quite a number of times. It also reminds her of the recent and third time she had been initiated at City High. Funny because her older sister, now married with children in school, had gone to the same high school and hadn't been initiated. Not with the paddles anyway. She is curious as to why so much paddling, curious because she didn't really mind the swatting of her derriere so much, and neither did the other girls. She is excited when she thinks of the time it will be her turn to swing the paddle at some fresliman's well-out-lined bottom.
To the Englishman, spanking has an American sound, but leads his thoughts directly to the canings and whippings he received in school or from an aunt. He reflects, as he browses through the literature at the little magazine shop he has frequented for so long, how hard it is to get the books with the highly descriptive stories of the strap and the cane. He warms with excitement when he remembers that tonight is the night he visits Ellie for his usual cuts with the whip. Tonight he'll take twenty-five. He is sure of it, and hopes Ellie is in good form.
And to the American perusing the newsstands in a large Midwestern city, the experience as a spanker of his wife and teenage daughter, as participant in a paddle club, and as a buttocks fetishist, makes him more curious about the subject. He has found the material he wants on the subject-but it's pretty expensive. Nevertheless, it is what he wants and he digs down after the money.
These increasingly common incidents regarding the subject and art of spanking are what prompted this book. Spanking is, of course, an age-old activity. But the step-up of interest and intrigue which has occurred within the last ten years regarding spanking and its sexual connotations-especially as applied to American life-has not been analyzed, and this book is an attempt to remedy that situation.-The Author.
------------------------------------------------------- CHAPTER ONE-Spanking: Punishment or Pleasure?
Which is it? The pleasure? The Punishment? The pain? The pair of pummeled buttocks? Poetry? Instructions To A Novice Spanker.
Few activities that mankind indulges in give such paradoxical results as the one variously described as spanking, paddling, strapping, whipping, caning, birching or fanny-whacking. To some, a spanking represents intense pain coupled with (if the buttocks are bare) an embarrassing form of humiliation. At the other end of the scale, it represents to many an exciting, exhilarating form of sexual activity.
Between these two extremes occur variations of both the punishment and pleasure-oriented phenomena and it is our purpose to take a look at the activities concerned with each of the gradations on the scale. There is, of course, a thin line in the middle of this theoretical scale which many people straddle, those who experience both punishment and pleasure from the act of having their buttocks spanked.
Some of these persons experience only one reaction at a time; a wife receiving a "bedroom" spanking-which is a usual form of sexplay-of fifty hard swats with a paddle can thrill to the glowing warmth and the anticipation of the sexual intercourse that she knows will follow. To her the punishment aspect is almost nil. Hard wood striking bare buttocks conjures no thoughts of anything but pleasure. Tomorrow, her angry husband may turn her over his lap upon hearing that she has overdrawn the checking account again and his bare hands on the seat of her blue jeans will bring tears and cries that she was never spanked so hard in her life and never so painfully.
There are, though, those who have the ability to feel punishment and pleasure at the same time. The teenager over her father's lap, for instance, is painfully spanked, but thrills to the experience for reasons beyond her youthful understanding. It hurts her-she can feel that-but it is a much different hurt than that which she undergoes getting a penicillin shot in the doctor's office, even though both father and doctor are applying their attention to the same portion of her anatomy. The spanking, or paddling as it usually is, hurts for a much longer time, but the stings are endured with pleasure.
Many people, in participating in bedroom spankings (and to a certain extent in paddle games and initiations) feel only pleasure up to the point of spank-producing orgasms., and feel only pain after this biological fact is achieved. It comes as no surprise to the reader who has taken part in these activities that party-game and initiation paddling can produce a sexual orgasm.
This occurs with both the people taking the role of spanker and those assuming the position of a spankee, although it is more prevalent in the former. It occurs because of the visual excitement produced by the observance of pain, tears, and hands clutching tightly-clad buttocks. While orgasm is less usual among the recipients-who are often too sore, too scared and too embarrassed to think along sexual lines-it is not uncommon.
Of course the primary purpose of the marital bedroom spanking (as opposed to the marital punishment paddling) is, if not a sexual climax, then a sexual stimulation which results in an erection in the male and vaginal lubrication in the female. Both these common reactions were noted by members of both sexes in various studies discussed in this book. It wasmentioned, by marital spankers particularly, that these reactions occurred during the party-game type of pastime, yet not during pure punishment spankings. It must be added that while bedroom spanking included both husband and wife taking the dual role of spanker and spankee, very rarely was the husband spanked in "pure" punishment sessions.
However, as far as the couples who indulged in both punishment and pleasure spankings, which was about 60 per cent of all couples who spanked, the wife admitted that the "punishment" aspect of the activity was somewhat dulled by the fact that this same activity was used also for pleasure. Of the 40 per cent of couples who engaged in only one aspect of spanking, that of either punishment or pleasure, nearly 25 per cent utilized the experience for pleasure purposes only (no misbehavior excuse needed to spank) while the remaining 15 per cent theoretically eschewed the sexual element and participated for punishment benefits only.
The author of the particular study from which these figures are derived (the Spencer Spanking Plan thesis fully discussed in CHAPTER FOUR) admonishes us not to take these "approximate" figures at less than face value, as it is not scientifically feasible to measure the degrees of pleasure and pain-sustaining elements, or to determine the honesty of some persons as to whether the sensations they were experiencing during these activities were indeed pleasure or pain.
We are, incidentally, using the word "pain" throughout this book as being synonymous with punishment. We are well aware of the term "pleasure-pain" as utilized in various psychological studies, particularly those devoted to exploring the reasons and origins of sadism and masochism, and we realize that the experiencing of pain is pleasurable to some people. Nevertheless, we are basing our study on the generally accepted assumption that pain is not a desired element, and when experienced is discomforting to a degree that pleasure could not be derived from it. If pleasure is experienced in a spanking, that pleasure is a result of the blocking out of painful elements by the inherent sexuality of contact of reproductive organs (as in unclothed marital spankings) and working closely with the buttocks in stimulating an area that is anatomically associated with the sexual apparatus.
Psychologists, interestingly enough, do not wholeheartedly condemn this particular activity. Dr. James Selmian, of the Psychiatric Clinic of New York City writes that "spanking cannot be categorized as an 'unhealthy' action on the part of adults who enjoy it." He goes on: "The sadistic paddlings and whippings which occasionally occur are not enough to detract from the many commendable aspects of this pastime. To abolish or condemn this form of pleasure-play is much the same as abolishing alcoholic beverages for the reason that some use liquor to excess. Spanking can be a healthy outlet both as punishment and pleasure, if it does not transcend the bounds of human compassion nor the bounds of obsessiveness where the pleasure element is primary.
"Of great importance, regarding both punishment and pleasure elements, is the fact that this form of expression can be a strong factor in the reduction of tensions that contemporary American life brings about. Where punishment is the issue, married couples who spank and parents who indulge in teenage corporal punishment, realize that one's anger created by misbehavior on the part of another can be quickly dispeled through the pseudo-violence of the spanking. The misdeed is quickly forgotten by the use of physical action, and does not grow out of proportion in the mind of the abused parties. In pleasure spanking, all of the tension-reducing faculties of the sex act and desired orgasm are brought into use, plus the beneficial, somewhat strenuous physical activity that is engaged in during the administering of the paddling, and before either sexual intercourse or a sexual climax is experienced."
The author, incidentally, is not attempting the umpteenth study of the characteristics of sadism and masochism, and it might be noted from a perusal of the foregoing table of contents that we have not devoted a CHAPTER to the type of infamous whipping party that took place at the Marquis de Sade's chateau. The purpose, as we see it, of de Sade and his disciples was primarily to inflict pain for the sake of pleasure. This pain was cruelly inflicted by whips, and the fact that the buttocks were concerned was only secondary.
The spanking devotees are concerned that every time a man applies a paddle to the buttocks of his wife, or past-puberty daughter, the word sadism ismentioned-and each time a woman willingly and uncomplainingly crawls over her husband's lap late at night and allows her panties to be pulled down to receive a brisk spanking, the word masochist is knowingly uttered.
The true spanker experiments with the use of implements, positions, and techniques not only for his own pleasure but for the enjoyment and protection of the spankee. The spankee learns certain mannerisms and exclamations that add to the spanker's enjoyment. A thrashing about as if in pain, and low moans, lead to the giving of a pseudo-painful but actually pleasurable spanking. Whether this is a commendable or undesirable practice is not for us to decide, nor to give an opinion upon, but we do agree that the activity does not belong under the heading of sadism.
In the same manner as the pleasure spanker, if punishment be the goal, the conscientious punishers will take the same precautions for the protection of the spankee. After all, it should be somewhat obvious that the purpose of spanking is not to maim or injure permanently, as is the intent in Judo for instance. By the same token, the spankee undergoing a punishment spanking finds that utilization of the same moans and mannerisms used in pleasure spanking will get her off with a lesser punishment.
The Private Institute for Sex Research, not to be confused with the Kinsey Institute, has put out a paper on "The Sexual Climax as Pertaining to Spanking and Related Activities." This was an interview type of study with queries, directed to members of either sex. The following conclusions were drawn from responses:
A. Seventy-five per cent of the men and 45 per cent of the women had, at one time or another, achieved a sexual climax as a result of receiving a vigorous spanking in the bedroom environment. Seventy per cent of the men did so regularly, but it was footnoted that these men requested spanking by their wives when in a highly aroused condition. Only 19 per cent of the women reached a sexual climax regularly from taking the role of spankee. The remaining 26 per cent had achieved this result only occasionally and when in a highly excited state.
B. Eighty-five percent of the men but only 20 per cent of the women achieved orgasm from taking the role of spanker. Men had a tendency to reach a climax quickly as the result of spanking, but the female did so only after a prolonged application of the paddle.
C. Curiously, almost the same number of women who had had an orgasm during a pleasure paddling achieved a sexual climax at one time or another while undergoing what was classified as a punishment spanking. This number was 42 per cent. This is not to conclude that these were the same women; only the percentage is the same. Primary reason given for an orgasm under punishment paddling conditions was fear that it wouldn't stop until great damage had been done, although in all cases these fears were groundless. Because of the small incidence of males receiving punishment spankings, the figures are vague as far as this aspect is concerned.
D. As party-game spankings are carried out before a number of friends the accountings of orgasm are somewhat less but, significantly, about 60 per cent of the men reached a sexual climax at least once during each evening's activities, and most said that they took the precaution of wearing a rubber prophylactic to hide orgasmic results. Occasionally a woman admitted to orgasm during game activities, but the number is not nearly as great as in bedroom spankings.
E. Regarding parents reaching a sexual climax during the punishing of teenage offspring, no mothers admitted to this phenomenon. How-ever, fathers who spanked daughters in the 14-to-19 age group admitted to both sexual erection and occasional orgasm. From the response to the answers given, the author of the Institute study deduced that orgasm was suppressed in many cases and would have been more prevalent had not the modesty of the father prevailed.
F. Much orgasmic activity was noted in both sexes in either the role of spanker or spankee in initiations. This was much more common when the paddle was being applied by a member of the opposite sex. Without quoting exact percentages, the sexual activities in the various spanker-spankee combinations were broken down as far as prevalencies, the highest number of occurrences listed first:
(1.) Boy as paddler of girl. (2.) Boy as recipient of paddling from girl. (3.) Girl receiving paddling from boy. (4.) Boy receiving paddling from boy. (5.) Girl applying paddle to either sex. (6.) Girl receiving paddling from girl (almost nil).
(The figures in this particular study (F.) were confined to urban high schools, and does not include college fraternity or sorority initiations which are almost always exclusive of the opposite sex.) A further conclusion reached by the Sexual Climax Spanking Study was that in playing the role of spanker, spanking activity was abruptly terminated, however momentarily, upon achieving an orgasm. Where orgasm of the spankee was the issue, the awareness of pain increased sharply upon reaching the sexual climax. Upon observing that the spankee had achieved this, the bedroom spanker usually ended his spanking activities. This was, of course, not always possible to arrange in party-games or during initiations.
A category of pleasure spanking is that of the self-spanker, or the self-flagellant. Although the actual participant in this lone type of activity would probably wish to characterize himself as a "punisher" rather than a "pleasure-seeker" psychiatrists agree (Freud included) that pleasure, whether healthy or unhealthy, depends on the psychiatrist quoted, and is usually the goal of the self-spanker.
The self-spanker is more of a fictitious figure in the more lurid examples of spanking literature. (One of the more intense examples was one in which a teenage daughter had been paddled to a point just short of orgasm and retired to her room to self-flagellate her already red and swollen bottom to the desired climax.) The number of people who actually do flagellate their buttocks is very hard to determine, as most research studies are done on either marital or group activities. None of the marital spankers admitted to any self-spanking (although some did admit to masturbation in percentages which closely parallel Kinsey's figures on marital masturbators). It was concluded that it is a minute activity. The spanking devotees strongly condemn this self-flagellation element as being naturally in opposition to the give and take, or dominant and submissive faculties of paddling activities.
We urge the reader, as he undoubtedly will, to draw his own conclusions as to what his opinion or personal experiences might imply regarding the punishment or pleasure elements inherent in spanking. Perhaps, while forming these conclusions, the following poetry would be food for thought.
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TO SPANK By Fairfield Fletcher
What joy so pure to know this bliss that after I my love do kiss I bid her turn her back to me and grasp each leg below the knee. In doing so she bends her waist and points her buttocks. She's encased in panties which are shocking pink; these I must lower and do blink at all the beauty I perceive and hard it is to this believe. Each dimpled mound that quivers there is, for her punishment, most bare. I touch each buttock ivory white, so coldly perfect to the sight and sigh, because I know the pleasure is one that both of us will treasure. Perhaps her joy will not remain completely free from threat of pain, but while I lift the wood to smack the lovely bottom of her back I know that love will still prevail and that my lovely lass won't fail, no matter what her pain may be, to then express her joy to me.
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The paddle lands, the smack is loud the force does then her buttocks crowd so close together for a time. Then they rebound, my joy sublime bids that I strike them once again and I can see that now the pain is growing and the cheeks have flushed where quickly all the blood has rushed. The swats come fast, the color brightens and all the joys that spanking heightens cascades in and with each spank all of the gods of love I thank that I can spend part of each day in such a most delightful way in spanking buttocks bare, which brings to both of us delightful things. For after spankings are complete and when I hear the crying sweet which brings my love to softly sob that I have finished up my job. I raise her panties now so tight around her buttocks burning bright She turns and bids me come and hold her bottom, now no longer cold.
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We join together in our bed for sexual fires have been fed. Beside the bed now lies the plank that I my love have used to spank. Our joy is filled, almost complete. "I'm glad you spanked, my love, my sweet!"
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From The Joys of the Whip and the Rod (English, 1872) To have a contemporary viewpoint on the pleasures of spanking, along with a frankly sexual discussion, the author asked an acquaintance of his-a doctoral candidate in psychology and a renowned spanker of girl friends-if he would make a statement for our use regarding his spanking experiences. He provided us with a short study entitled Instructions To A Novice Spanker. He writes: "It's a very sexual pastime, this business of spanking. Carried out suavely and with taste, the rewards are numerous. To avoid some of the mistakes commonly made by the amateur or inexperienced spanker, let me offer some advice based on several years of pursuit of this activity.
"As for position to use, I find the over-the-lap version the best. I prefer that the girl, when ready, place herself across my lap as I sit on a couch. Both upper and lower parts of her body rest on the couch. Her lap rests on mine. The spanker should be the one to remove the clothing. A flared skirt is most pleasurable, as it may be lifted up from around her legs and drawn up above her hips without her moving a muscle. One or two petticoats raised in the same manner can add to the excitement. Lest I give the impression that I am completely old-fashioned, let me hasten to add that I realize that the long, full skirts of the middle fifties are now out of style, but the A-line skirt can be lifted without the spankee's help.
"Just as the lifting above the waist of the spankee's skirt is very sexual, implying complete submission to the ordeal about to follow, so also is the little help that she has to give in order for you to roll her panties down around her knees. If the panties are so loose that they may be rolled down to her knees without any help, then I am afraid you have a very unsexy person on your hands (or under your hand would be more descriptive.) The panties that most girls wear are, for visual stimulation, skin-tight and the help she gives is that of raising her hips just slightly so the fabric of the panties across her abdomen doesn't catch on the cloth of your pants. The basic submissive attitude, plus the actual help in adding to her paddling, plus the resulting projection of her buttocks towards you, is extremely gratifying to the senses.
"Naturally this help has to come right away if she is wearing jeans, levis or capris. Wait, however, until she is across your lap before lowering these garments. She will be less embarrassed. Remember that part of the enjoyment of administering a spanking is removing the protective clothing yourself. Don't hurry and don't grab clumsily at zippers or fasteners as this may frighten the spankee.
"Don't apply the first paddling on her tight pants then hope to lower them for subsequent spankings. Part of the work that went into obtaining her permission to apply the paddling in the first place should have included the age-old explanation that a spanking is pointless and the results minute unless given on the bare buttocks.
"For this reason, paradoxical as it may seem, the first spanking should be carried out by the use of a paddle. This will give it an element of being truly a punishment and not something sexual (which it is, but she doesn't know it yet). A bare hand on bare skin may irritate her sense of modesty, a paddle is more business-like. However, if you don't have a paddle, then use your hand. Don't substitute another implement for the paddle, as anything else will be either too damagingly clumsy or too exotic. A ping pong paddle or child's game paddle is adequate if you don't have a paddle made for the specific purpose of spanking. It is suggested that, if you are anticipating doing any spanking, this item should be purchased in advance.
"Once the buttocks are bare the spanking should, of course, follow quickly. How quickly is up to you and the situation. If you are one of those short-fused people who reaches a sexual climax rather quicker than most, you should concentrate on a brisk paddling. If it is the girl's first spanking, then the taking of too much time might scare her off before she has had a chance to become acquainted with the experience. Her suspicions, moreover, are going to be aroused if you get her across your lap and then, due to a sudden sexual climax, fail to carry out the original threat. Should a climax be reached before beginning or completing the spanking, you should persevere with your original intent and overcome your lack of desire. Chances are that your desire will return during the course of the action.
"If it is to be a hand spanking, you have the privilege of a somewhat closer manual contact with her buttocks, and you can probably get away with resting a hand on her bottom every so often. You may offer to begin with a "warm-up" spanking so that the actual punishment 'will not hurt so much.' Later, some exploration will become an integral part of your spanking.
"If a paddle is to be used, apply the warm-up swats with this item and not with the hand. Switching to the paddle in mid-spanking will disturb the "punishment" element and a more effective job will be actuated if you make a smooth transition from warm-up to actual punishment 'intensity'. The left hand, incidentally, should grip the hipbone that is away from you. Do not grip too tightly as this will produce a different type of pain than that which the spanking should produce and will distract from its effectiveness.
"Depending on the size of her buttocks you can add to your pleasure by directing her as far as buttocks' tightness is concerned. If she has thin hips and her rectal area may be seen while her buttocks are relaxed you can ask her to contract or tighten her buttocks so that it won't hurt as much. Chances are that she will, as a natural reaction, tighten them anyway. However if she has a rather large and voluptuous bottom and she has a habit of tightening her buttocks involuntarily, a word or two to 'relax-it's easier on you that way' will suffice.
"In general, it is more pleasurable and the smacks are more satisfying while spanking a relaxed bottom. An experienced spankee, willing to add to your pleasure, will learn to contract and relax her buttocks in time to your swats, much as a stripper does in time to her music. This is a frankly sexual reaction, and not likely to be encountered by the novice spanker.
"Where to aim is most important, and here the novice almost always makes a mistake. He strikes too high up on the bottom, where the buttocks are extremely sensitive and where there is the added danger of hitting the spine. The aim should be low; many spankers aim at the rectal area. If an overall redness is desired, ease up with the intensity of the swats as you move the paddle up the target area. Do not spank anywhere but on the buttocks, however. Spanking of upper legs and thighs is for the fiction writers. Part of the visual aspect of a good paddling is observing the color difference between the bright-red buttocks and the whiteness of the rest of the body.
"A paddling, particularly the first, should not be overdone and time allotted should be gauged to your spankee and not to your own desires. In other words, do not whack at the bottom until your own sexual apparatus has been satisfied, and then try to make amends with a bruised and sobbing spankee later. Observe her reaction to the spanking and how much she is able to take. Violent wrenchings of her body will indicate that you have an extremely sensitive spankee on your hands. Remember that nearly all persons will cry somewhat at their first spanking. Suddenly their feelings have been hurt, or they are embarrassed. Don't compound the emotional experience with a bruised set of buttocks. It will be much easier for you to comfort the distraught spankee with the words, 'Now it really doesn't hurt much does it?' "Do not try to move your subject to an orgasm by spanking on the premise that you can reach one easily. And therefore she should. A woman is not so likely to reach a sexual climax unless she is in the mood, is very comfortable, and knows the intensity and sexuality of the activity.
These conditions rarely prevail at the first spanking and probably only occur in the bedroom where marital spanking is taking place.
"A woman reaching a climax as a result of a spanking does so more from a sensitive approach than from a violent pummeling of the buttocks that a man enjoys (from the viewpoint of being either a spanker or a spankee).
"If you have an orgasm from the spanking of your subject-and we may assume that you are prone to this or you wouldn't be engaging in the activity-take pains to conceal it from her, or you may indeed scare her away. Again the ruse that you employed to entice her over your lap was some form of misbehavior. Keep it limited to that for the first few sessions and let her get used slowly to the idea of it being a sexual pastime. It is better if she discovers this fact on her own rather than have you propose the theory to her.
"If you enjoy being spanked yourself, do not propose to her, at this stage, that she spank you-even if she has allowed herself to be spanked willingly. Before you suggest that 'now it's your turn' it is best to find out by subtle questioning if she is really serious about applying the paddle to your own buttocks. Even if she is serious the idea may become repulsive to her in mid-spanking as most women are (or at least still are in the early college years) submissively-oriented, and although she may have enjoyed receiving her first adult spanking she may be maladjusted as far as giving one. Let her persist somewhat in the subject before relenting gladly.
"Behavior after the spanking is most important. By all means, help the spankee on with her panties and other clothing before she has gotten off your lap. Once off your lap the clothing rearrangement is up to her. However, once this rearranging has taken place do not fail to take her into your arms and kiss her a few times. This will subtly link her throbbing bottom to a sex-oriented feeling, and reassure her that your basic intention was not out of dislike for her. This may be difficult for you to do if a recent orgasm has diminished your sexual desire, but it is most necessary in order to insure continued opportunities for paddling this same set of buttocks.
"Do not use any but the over-the-lap position at first, if at all. A pseudo-initiation position may be used for experimentation purposes but not until the spankers know each other better. Remember that the 'bent over' position decreases the area that may be struck, and this particular position is especially unhandy with the bottom unclothed. To suggest this position the first few times that you make use of this activity would be to imply a cruelty which you don't want to impart to the proceedings. Almost no enjoyment would be felt by the girl. We admit that the visual aspects which are the result of a girl in well-filled jeans or levis bending over with legs spread slightly apart and grasping her ankles are inviting. Leave that position to her sorority sisters, though, and stick to over-the-lap; the contact that will be a by-product of this version will be a dividend which can't be equaled in any other position.
"The best of luck to you as you spank."
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Thus have we presented a number of views on the subject of spanking. If we have given more time to the pleasurable advantages that some maintain may be enjoyed, rather than to the punishment element, it is only because we feel the reader may be more familiar with the latter and may wish to gain knowledge of the former. May we again stress that the final opinion is up to individual taste, and as we continue our study of the various activities which come under the general heading of Spanking, we seek not to guide, but merely to inform.
CHAPTER TWO-Spanking Techniques Positions.
Implements used. A bare bottom? How hard should you spank? Whips and canes. When is a spanking not a spanking?
Positions for the application of a sound spanking administered to an adult are numerous, fully as numerous and as varied as the sexual positions. They range from the simple and traditional over-the-lap version to some very bizarre methods which are available under usual circumstances only to the married couple, as freedom from clothing restrictions is an essential element.
An English publication, Confessions of a Professional Spanker, written by an anonymous author about the turn of the century, gives descriptions which are still compelling and accurate. We quote: OVER THE LAP: This is the most widely used, and without a doubt the best known. From a psychological point of view it is a good one as identified with naughty children. From a physical aspect it is excellent for full control. Experts advise its use for those who are new to spanking. There are several ways to apply punishment in the over-the-lap position.
A. The spankee is over the lap with his or her head to your left. She is compelled to keep her balance by placing her hands on the floor. The spankee (let us assume it is a her) is under complete control as she cannot move; another feature of this position is that her derriere and thighs are in full view and not encumbered.
B. The spanker sits on a chair and the spankee's head and upper part of the body are on a couch or bed. Control can be exerted by the spanker holding the hands of the spankee and, if necessary, the right leg of the spanker may be curled or hooked around the left leg of the spankee. In this fashion it is almost impossible for the recipient to move. This position is best when a prolonged spanking is to be administered. It is a comfortable pose for the spanker, and allows for a thorough chastisement. Position A is not advised for a long session, as weakness from the blood rushing to the head may result.
C. The spanker again sits on a chair and places a spankee over his knees. Another straight chair is to the spanker's left and the spankee's upper torso is on the chair in a straight position. Once again, control is brought about by holding her arm, or you may place your left hand on the small of the back. The spanker then leans forward and his weight is now pressing down on the body of the person over the knees. If she kicks too much, use the leg lock as described in Section B.
ACROSS A BED OR COUCH: This is the most widely used position when a strapping is in order. The person to be spanked lies over the bed or couch in a prone position. It is advised by many that pillows be placed under the stomach to raise the buttocks. The person wielding the strap may operate from the head or the foot of the bed. If control of the spankee becomes necessary, it is best to work from her head and hold one arm while the strapping is given.
OVER A HASSOCK: The hassock is placed in the center of the floor and the spankee places her body across it. The hands are placed on the floor, and the legs are straight back. Another way is to have the spankee place her upper torso on the hassock, with the result that the knees are on the floor. The spanker may sit on the back of the person being spanked.
BENT OVER GRASPING ANKLES: This is the classic English position for the cane. The buttocks are stretched tight and all areas are accessible. The use of a switch or strap is a feature of this position. It is not recommended for beginners, as the person on the receiving end may keep jumping after each stroke. Because of lack of control of the spankee, this position must be used only if she is completely ready to submit to the punishment. This position is rarely used for pleasure.
BENT OVER HOLDING SPANKER: This is similar to the above, except that the spanker places his arm around the spankee's waist and she, in turn, grasps him tightly around the lower legs. The advantage of this position is that good control and leverage are obtained.
USING CHAIRS: The household chair offers many aspects of usage regarding corporal punishment.
A. The spankee is placed over the back of a heavy armchair such as can often be found in the living room.
B. The spankee goes all the way over the chair so that her buttocks are high in the air. The feet are usually off the floor.
C. A single kitchen chair is used, with the spankee across it, feet on the floor. If control cannot be achieved, one should go to her head and grasp her arm. Holding with one arm will allow full use of the other.
D.Two kitchen chairs are placed together and the person to be spanked lies across them. Strap or switch may be used from either end.
E. A backless chair is placed and the spankee sits as far back as she can. The buttocks are now well over the edge of the chair. The spankee is forced to lean forward and the spanker places his hand on her back.
HANDS AND KNEES: The spankee places herself on the bed in a kneeling position, the head low and resting on her arms or elbows, the buttocks raised. The spanker may sit to the right of her and hold her around the stomach, or he may sit himself on a chair. If he desires to stand, the subject is to push her buttocks out so they overlap the edge of the bed. This position can also be used on the floor, with the spanker spreading his legs and facing in the opposite direction of the spankee.
STANDING UP: This is a very painful position because the more sensitive upper part of the buttocks receive a good deal of the punishment. Again, this is not a position for the beginner. The spankee must be extremely submissive and do just as she is told. This position calls for the. subject to bend over for finishing blows so untouched areas can be reddened.
The over-the-lap version is used mostly by marital spankers because of the contact aspect, particularly if both participants are unclothed, as 30 most marital spankers are. The typical marital variation, especially with wife spanking husband, is with the male stretched out face down on the bed with the woman sitting on Ins spine facing his buttocks. This is very expressive if the husband reaches behind him and grabs his wife's uncovered buttocks while she is administering the punishment.
Marital spankers rarely use either the "bent over" or the "initiation" position, the latter consisting of the spankee crawling through the legs of the spanker. Both these positions tend to spread the buttocks and make the area harder, with less chance of the satisfying "smack" element and more chance of injury. Because of the spreading buttocks during the assuming of these two positions, most initiation spankings (except the most brutal) are given with the bottom clothed, preferably in tight, well-fitting pants.
It is difficult to initiate properly a skirt-clad girl, and for this reason instructions to female club or sorority initiates who are about to undergo paddling activities specify slacks, or preferably jeans.
Regarding implements to be used, let's look to the Confessions of a Professional Spanker again: THE PADDLE: Paddles are of leather or wood. The leather paddle is ineffective unless at least one-quarter inch thick. Many spankers make their own. In using a paddle, a greater spanking area is covered. The resultant sting is most intense, but does not penetrate as deeply as the back of a hairbrush, for example. The paddle should be grasped firmly and applied to the seat with force; it is a good tool when a quick and spirited spanking is needed. Some spankers drill holes in the paddle, with the result that as the blow lands, air rushes through, giving a little extra sting. However, if used to severely, this paddle will raise blisters. Heavily squared paddles such as those used by fraternities or sororities are made for clothed paddling only, and may cause much damage on the bare bottom. A homemade paddle should be carefully sanded so as to reduce the dangers of splinters.
THE HAIRBRUSH: This item is found in every home. The ivory and wooden-backed models are the best. When the brush is used it should bementioned that the pain penetrates the buttocks to a great depth. If a prolonged spanking is to be given, the first few spanks should be lightly placed or the buttocks will swell too quickly.
THE STRAP: Straps are sold everywhere. The best is about two feet long, three to four inches wide, and with a thickness of about one-quarter of an inch. Some straps come doubled, with a handle-such as a razor strop. The strap should be pliable, so that the greater part of the strap strikes the bottom. To make it most effective, it is suggested the strap be well oiled before use. Oil adds weight to the device and increases flexibility. Care must be used in the strapping as the pain may be most intense. When the strap is used, most of the bottom and a large part of the thighs are punished. The main disadvantage of a strap is that it is cumbersome and ineffective when used in conjunction with the traditional over-the-lap position.
THE ENGLISH CANE: This is one of the most painful spanking devices ever made. It should not be used in anger, or by amateurs. The cane is a very supple piece of equipment. When properly used, it inflicts a red line across the buttocks. English authorities point out that if six strokes-or cuts, as professionals call them-are given, there are six distinct red lines across the bottom of the spankee. The cuts turn in color from red to blue and then to yellow. Rarely are more than eight cuts given to the victim. If the offense warrants more than eight, permission has to be granted by the head of the school. There are cases where eighteen cuts were given, but the student was out of action for the entire day. Marks from the cane take several days to disappear.
(Author's note: The popularity of canes in England has not made its way to the United States, although the English caning position is used in fraternities with paddles. Canes sting more on a clothed bottom, but on the bare bottom is also very painful, though not as satisfying as the paddles "smack." Women, particularly, object to the welts that a cane leaves, more because it destroys the natural curve of the buttocks than because of the pain. Girdles or tight pants do not fit over welts as easily as an over-all swelled pair of buttocks.) THE WHIP: A whip should be applied only when the person using it is restrained. Great care should be used, for severe bodily damage can be wrought if used too hard. There is a psychological factor in using a whip. Consider the representation of brutality and hate. A whip should never be used for the first punishment session. If used at all it should be as a last resort. If a cat-of-nine-tails is used, similar caution should be observed. The tipped tail could well injure parts of the body not meant to be struck.
(Author's note: The popularity of whips seems to be growing in places like New York City where, for some reason, they are easier to obtain than paddles. There is much evidence that they are bought primarily for homosexual activity. At any rate, studies show that whips have little to do with heterosexual spankings, either in the punishment or pleasure category.) THE TAWSE AND THE ROD: These two implements are primarily for the use of child punishment and, as such, are rarely used by the professional spanker.
Spankers measure the intensity of a spanking in several ways.
A. How long does the spanking take?
B. How many swats per minute are applied?
C. How hard, or with how much force, are they applied?
D. What implement is used in the ad-ministering?
E. Is the bottom protected and, if so, by what?
A spanking averages, with adults, about five minutes. Extenuating circumstances are capacity of the spankee to withstand the activity, capacity of spanker to sustain the activity, and logical completion of the punishment.
A punishment paddling will be quicker, whereas a pleasure-oriented spanking may be given at a very adagio tempo, resulting in languid, pleasure-sustaining application that is the result of mature experimentation. Usually, the completion of a pleasure spanking is the attaining of a sexual climax by either or both participants.
Regarding the length of a spanking another English publication-also of turn-of-the-century vintage-directs us thusly: "Do not hurry your spanking, but savor the power you hold in your right hand. A pair of contoured buttocks is your field of joy to be reaped. Two shapely, smooth mounds are yours for the pleasure of warming and teasing to a loving glow. But if punishment be your goal, then let humiliation be added to the chastisement of your subject. Let the buttocks themselves cry out in weird contortions as they strive to dodge the blows which will land only you know where.
"For the pleasure bent, however, make every blow a caress; let her bottom writhe with delicious contentment. Savor the delightful groans of a maid for her master."
Hardness of the swats depends a good deal on the implement used. A hand descending with force will not equal the power of a well-swung sorority paddle. A strap can be brought down on an unsuspecting pair of buttocks with great speed, but unless there is a little snap of the wrist the desired popping effect won't be obtained. A cane, as previously noted, always has to be used with special care.
In all types of spanking-other than those which involve the initiation positions-a bare bottom is preferred, both by spanker and spankee. If it seems strange that the subject of an anticipated punishment spanking would prefer this, let us again underline the fact that with the exception of an initiate, a person is submitting to a spanking willingly. He realizes that if it is for punishment then "correction" will not be effective unless the bottom smarts to remind him of his misdeeds. This smarting effect will not be obtained with a protected bottom. It need hardly be said that where a pleasurable effect is sought, the erotic senses will not be awakened unless contact is made with the bare skin. Additionally, since a pleasure spankee also appears in the role of spanker as often as she is spanked, she also wants to administer turnabout spankings on the bare bottom.
Obviously, the minimum punishment is a simple swat with the hand. It is the other end of the scale that measuring becomes somewhat ticklish. There is a line between good spanking or paddling and a brutal and sadistic beating. This has to be gauged by the spanker and spankee themselves; some can sustain punishments that others cannot.
It should be noted that spanking devotees, while expressing frustration at the love-taps and teasings with light slaps which fall into a category of sex-play other than spanking, abhor breaking the skin, drawing blood, leaving severe bruises, or creating soreness that does not disappear for days. These latter kinds of beatings are outside the bounds of a mild punishment spanking, and are certainly outside the normal pleasure-seeking activities related to flagellation.
CHAPTER THREE-Parent-Teenager Spanking
A typical story: Dad wants to spank. A spanking questionaire: Case histories: Mom spanks too: Mother and daughter spank each other.
Harry M., getting fat, balding as he begins his early forties, sits in his armchair watching TV after a hard day at the plant. As usual the sounds of .clearing up after dinner make it hard for him to hear the TV. But something else is disturbing his concentration, and has been for a couple of months now.
His two daughters, ages 16 and 14, are helping clear the table. They have changed into their usual after-school costume-short blouses and devastatingly tight "cut-offs," cunningly contrived by teenage girls-to tease every boy in sight. Tight as boy's levis on their hips, the pants have been cut off about middle thigh (if the manufacturer hasn't already done so) and rolled up to add to the overall tightness.
The buttocks are clearly out-lined in back and there is a tiny indentation in front right at the crotch point which leaves little doubt as to what it is. The girls and their friends use their compact behinds in a way Dad could not have visualized their mother doing under the long, loose skirts of the late '40s. He always imagined that was the way Emma's bottom would look, but he found his imagination wasn't too good and her buttocks were rather flat.
Janie and Judy are over at the TV now, switching channels. Somehow Janie, the oldest, always seemed to bend down directly in front of him. She never squats and her rear end points right at him. Harry has noticed that sometimes when she bends down and he gets a good, clear look he gets very excited. Harry worries a little about this, because he really is a good father. Once she bent over right in front of him to pick up something, and before he could stop he had bumped into her right in the fullness of her buttocks. What had bothered him most was the sly grin she gave him when she stood up.
Harry has his troubles keeping track of the girls and keeping them in line. He has tried many ways of punishing them without success. He has been wondering, though. John, his boss, from the old country, hadmentioned his method with his three kids, now grown up. "Spanked them nearly every day of their lives," he said with no hint at all of having enjoyed it. But Harry would enjoy it, he tells himself, and has decided it isn't right.
However, a week ago he had gotten in an argument with Janie about coming home late. It had seemed to him she was a little insolent, and he tried to prolong the conversation to see how far she would go. Finally, he burst out that maybe what she needed was a good spanking. The peals of laughter that had issued forth from Janie did nothing but add to Harry's discomfort.
He had thought he would not bring up the subject again. However, he had found it somewhat easier to remind her of the threat, and while she didn't say "You know, that might be just what I need!" as Harry had hoped, she apparently had no worries on the score.
Last night he had worked up his nerve, and though he hated himself for having been happy that Janie had come home late, he knew an opportunity had presented itself. A basketball game, out at 10, and she had not come home until midnight. A week night, too. She looked a little scared when she came in the house. So did Harry, but he mustered enough command of himself to call her as she tried to slip upstairs.
Quickly, before he lost his nerve, he explained that he had been serious about the threat of a spanking and, triumphing over himself, told her to pull up her skirt and place herself across his lap. Had she hesitated it might have been better, but her seeming willingness ruined it because Harry had one of the quickest orgasms he'd ever had. It happened when Janie's weight hit him full in the lap.
Desire gone, Harry grouped his forces, gave her ten quick spanks on the buttocks that he didn't really care about any more, and pushed her off his lap. Later, he could hear her giggling up in the room with Judy.
Now here it was this evening, and as he watched Janie's bottom shifting back and forth with impatience during a commercial, he wondered if he had blown his chance. Janie had sort of grinned at him this morning and Judy had evenmentioned the spanking out loud. Emma, oblivious to all (she was oblivious to anything that didn't directly concern the community) had paid little attention to the incident. At least Harry was glad of that.
Sternly, now, he heard himself saying, "Anymore late homecomings like last night and you won't get off quite so lightly."
"What, Daddy?" Janie asked with obvious impatience at having to turn the sound down. Harry felt a fool as he repeated the threat, word for word, but he was rewarded with a sly smile.
"How come I got spanked and Judy didn't?" Janie whined. Harry hardly heard, or paid attention to Janie's reason that Judy should be spanked. His heart was already beating faster and his senses were becoming dulled.
"I think she should," he said lightly. "Come on, Judy."
He tried to manage a smile, but he was afraid it was coming out to be a dreadful leer. Judy seemed genuinely afraid, but Janie was insisting. So over Harry's lap she went. Harry was grateful that Judy's buttocks weren't so well developed as Janie's. He was about to lower his hand when Janie interrupted with the information that she had gotten spanked on her panties and that Judy's cut-offs afforded too much protection.
Lest this conversation should get him as equally excited as last night Harry, with a suddenness-that was uncharacteristic of him, told Janie to run and get one of the ping pong paddles. He hurried her along when Janie came up with the bright suggestion that he could just take down her pants. Harry knew the state of his sex apparatus wouldn't last through that.
This time Harry's thrill came not so much in the spanking of Judy's underdeveloped fanny, but in the genuine enjoyment that Janie seemed to be experiencing as she leapt around the room laughing at Judy's plight. Harry hardly noticed that Judy was crying, but as soon as he did he ended the paddling reluctantly and, more gently than he had Janie the night before, pushed her off his knee.
The girls' mother chose this moment to walk in and Janie, still shrieking hysterically with laughter, quickly informed Emma what had taken place. The only reaction from Emma was to suggest that it might be a good idea for the girls to do their homework. Janie and Judy left, one still laughing and one still crying. Later, at bedtime, Emma suggested that maybe the girls were a little too old to be spanked.
Harry just grunted. Maybe not, he thought to himself, maybe not.
* * *
Not typical? Let's take a look at the results of a poll, a questionnaire applied to members of the senior class at a large New York State high school, with the results set forth in the Woolsey Report on the Probability of Teenage Corporal Punishment in the Home. In the introduction to the findings, Woolsey admits he submitted the questionnaire to four high school principals before he found one who would permit him to distribute the questionnaire.
Woolsey adds, interestingly enough, that he found no sign of hesitancy among the girls in answering questions of a sexual nature. The overwhelming majority were involved in some form of spanking or paddling activities. Boys questioned who admitted having an erection were used to having an erection at the slightest female provocation apparently, and thought the spanking (mixed initiations, for example, extremely common in high school) had little erotic meaning.
Here is a copy of the poll as administered to the students:
---------------------------------- Are you spanked at home? By whom?
If a parent, which one? Most often?
How often, on the average, are you spanked?
What implement is used in these punishments?
by what method is the spanking administered?
Is it applied on your bare bottom?
If not all the time, how often?
If spanked, do you feel it is beneficial?
Are the spankings you receive too harsh?
Do you look forward to them in any way?
Do you become sexually excited?
Have you spanked anyone?
In the home? Where? To whom? Under what circumstances?
Do you engage in "paddle games" with your friends?
If not spanked, do you feel you would wish to have the experience?
Please write additional details concerning the spanking experiences you have had, with particular emphasis on punishment spankings received from your parents.
---------------------------------- Results indicated that nearly 55 per cent of the group were spanked regularly. Nearly 45 per cent of those who answered in the affirmative were girls. Of this percentage, many were spanked by both parents, 75 per cent by their fathers only. None expressed embarrassment at the male parent doing the paddling, even though nearly all answered "Yes" to the question whether they were spanked on the bare bottom.
Most agreed that a spanking administered on anything but the bare buttocks would be ineffective. Most of the questionees noted that an implement of some kind was used. Those who received only hand spankingmentioned they didn't particularly fear this punishment, and thought they were getting off easily both compared to their girl friends who were spanked and those who were punished by means other than spanking.
Of the written details asked for, the following examples are quoted verbatim:
------------ Mary W:-age 17-My parents still spank me. I usually average about two spankings a month. The spanking is always given by my father, and usually just before dinner. The bit about eating standing up isn't true, but I am not the most comfortable at the table. Anyway, my father uses the fraternity paddle he made when he was in college. It is of thin plywood and has a handle. The spanking is always given on the bare fanny, but I am always the one to lift my skirt or pull down my slacks, depending on what I am wearing. I either get over his lap (he prefers this) or I place myself over a chair. He gives me between 50 and 75 swats, although the first 25 are light "warm up" swats. He covers the area thoroughly, and I always end up a bright red. I am sore for about a day, but I have noticed that the redness is gone within a couple of hours. My mother is always around when the spanking is given.
------------ The above is perhaps the most typical of answers received. It is a dispassionate description and gives no clue that there is anything but punishment taking place, although the father's preference for the over-the-lap position might be construed as sexual. Another fairly typical answer:
------------ Harriet D.-The reason that, at 19, I am still in school is that I dropped out to work for a year. My parents insist I should be spanked until I graduate. (In fact, they have threatened to give me one last fanny-whacking just before we leave to get my diploma.) I am paddled by either my father or mother, but usually Dad. Both use a ping-pong paddle and, believe it or not, Mom spanks harder-so I don't mind Dad doing the work. I am given swats for demerits received during the week, 5 swats for each demerit. They usually paddle me on Saturday night, but if I have a date or something they will wait until Sunday afternoon. I am allowed some protection on my bottom (since my 18th birthday) but it must be either very thin panties or very tight blue jeans without underpants. I usually pick the jeans. Either parent has me bend over and hold my ankles, which makes the tight jeans that much tighter. I am allowed to stand up after every 25 swats to rest and I am glad of this because I have been given as many as 150 at one time. I remember the time I had stayed out all night, but I never did that again. I had a lot of trouble getting my levis off because my bottom was so sore.
------------ The next case history obviously deviates slightly from the usual:
------------ Jennifer B.-I'm just 16. I don't get spanked-I mean I get paddled or whipped. Mostly paddled. I have sat at this desk many a time with a sore bottom after one of Dad's spankings the night before. I think he is positively brutal at times. It wouldn't be so bad if it were just the paddling, but he believes in humiliating me too, and his idea of humiliation is a bare bottom. Frankly, I get embarrassed and I try to keep my buttocks together and my bottom down so he won't see too much, but after about three swats I'm afraid my spanked area is bobbing up and down terribly and my face gets as red as I know my seat is. Dad enjoys pinching the area after spanking it, and this is absolutely unnecessary as I see it. I guess I forgot tomention that I had to buy the paddle myself. This was on Dad's order; he just told me to bring one home. I got my boy friend to get one. Before that Dad used his razor strop. (He just used it on me. He's anything but old-fashioned.) But I must admit that the paddle Jerry got me doesn't leave the awful marks the razor strop did. I'll be glad when I can leave home. Other girls get spanked, I know, but they don't seem to be bothered as much as I am with the sore bottoms. I have compared spankings with theirs, and I positively know they aren't spanked as hard as I am.
------------ This above sample definitely demonstrates sadistic tendencies on the part of the father, with none of the masochistic desires evident in the daughter that her father would probably appreciate. Her buying of the paddle might be considered submissive, but more for self-defensive purpose than for any desire to be punished.
Interestingly, several of the responders to the questionnaire said they had spanked their mothers at one time or another, some regularly. Here is an example of this type of activity:
------------ Jerri P.-16-Mom and I simply have this arrangement. She spanks me and I spank her. I shouldmention she is in her middle 30s and very athletic. We wear the same size clothes and we are, I guess, what they call "pals" in the women's magazines. In fact, someone suggested we try and get on that mother-daughter commercial on TV, but I don't know. Anyway, I guess I sort of made the suggestion. I was crying pretty hard after a spanking when I was 14, and I said how would she like it. I remember she just smiled and handed me the paddle. I was so mad I really beat the bottom off my mother's pants. I sincerely wanted to make her cry, but she looked sort of red-faced when I quit. I've made her cry a couple of times since then, though. Anyway, she suggested we have spankings once a week. We went on for about a year, me getting it bare-bottom and Mom on her pants. Panties, though, when she was wearing a skirt. I asked her several times about spanking on her bare fanny before she finally relented, and I must admit it was quite a kick to have Mom's bare bottom down there in front of me and to be giving it with the paddle. Now it is once a week regularly, and Mom and I go around together for a half-day sometimes rubbing our bottoms.
------------ Here we have a relationship which only the most cynical among us would say is incestuously lesbianic. It seems that a spanking relationship between two women is nothing more than a pleasantry. These relationships occur between roommates, college and working girls, as well as the demonstrated mother-daughter contracts.
Other conclusions drawn from the poll were that almost all the teenagers had engaged in some form of spanking or paddling activity where they themselves were applying the paddle, but this was mostly under the heading of initiation or party-games rather than punishments. Some indicated that their interest in doing the paddling had been stimulated by parental paddlings.
Some of the girlsmentioned they exchanged swats among themselves because they felt it was good stimulation and had read somewhere that it kept the hips slim. They sometimes did this type of "exercise" in the shower at school. This could be compared to the procedure of a Finnish sauna bath in the primitive stages.
Several of the girlsmentioned that they and their friends used the paddle on each other to tighten up blue jeans and levis before going out for a walk, or to a ball game, where they felt that they might be observed by boys. The brisk action of the paddle swelled the buttocks and shaped the pants so as to cling to the bottom. Any pain incurred during this ritual was felt to be worth the achieved effect.
The few boys who were spanked were not very articulate in their responses to the questionnaire, and it is presumed few boys are spanked in their teens. This might be indicative of sexual connotations, as obviously most of their mothers are not "big" enough to spank, and their fathers obviously preferred applying the paddles to the girls. Strangely enough, the boys in high school were not paddled much in initiations-certainly noxxhere near the amount of paddling that goes on in female high school initiations. This is covered in a later
CHAPTER.
A definite opinion is that there is a direct relation between the increase of teenagers being paddled and their tightness of dress and increased sexual knowledge. Often, the paddling is a substitute for desired relations that most fathers could not condone. But under the guise of "punishment" spankings, some satisfaction clearly is obtained.
CHAPTER FOUR-Marital Spanking
A husband and wife spank each other. An exotic case history. A couple of other case histories. The Spencer Spanking Plan. Who actually dominates?
Nowhere has the interest in spanking increased so greatly as with the married couple, both in the area of the bedroom and the environment of the paddle party.
The use of the word "couple" by no means implies that spanking is the property of the experimenting young newlyweds. Much evidence is available to substantiate the supposition that punishment and pleasure spanking is as common among the older, middle-aged husband and wife looking for some new excitement, as it is with the married group that spanks the most-the "swingers" in their late 20s and early 30s. No doubt the incidence of middle-aged spanking will increase as it is discovered that, like playing tennis or dancing, spanking is not limited to a specific age group.
A prominent psychologist at Yale recently reported that there may be a short hiatus in the flagellation activities of the young person who suddenly finds himself or herself married. The transition to married life may carry with it a desire to "put away childish things." This may include the paddle games and initiations of school days. In the case of teenage spankees, harsh parental paddlings may thankfully have become a thing of the past.
The new marriage carries with it a striving for a normal sex relationship and the hope of not being considered "queer" or different in each other's eyes. Gradually, as a result of experimentation, boredom with the traditional sex act, and the hearing of party-game paddling among certain circles (and a probable invitation to join) inhibitions are dropped and the embracing of an activity which at least bears little or no social stigma is achieved.
Several reasons have been proposed for the increase in interest in marital spanking.
First, and this is discussed at length in the later
CHAPTER on Pants and Paddles, there has been a gradually shifting sexual emphasis from breast to buttocks during the last ten years. Tight capris, hip-hugging skirts, "dual buttock" girdles, all add to the prominence, visual and thoughtful, of the female bottom. When a woman hid her behind under yards of material it had a tendency to be forgotten. At the height of the breast popularity one admired them-or those few women lucky enough to possess them-and there was a natural desire to do something to them. This desire surfaced in the imitation of the babies breast-feeding act.
With the buttocks now attaining significance, there is a natural tendency to do something to them as there was to the breasts. What more "natural" tendency than to apply hand or paddle to them in varying degrees of intensity?
With some people this desire manifests itself in no stronger action than an occasional swat across a skirted bottom. With many, however, a stronger urge is felt and this usually culminates in the full-powered spankings that adults are finding brings desired pleasure.
Secondly, the equalization of the two sexes and the erasing of the double-standard must certainly contribute to the spanking phenomenon. Adult paddling used to be limited to men spanking men, either in college or lodge initiations". If women were concerned with spanking it was mostly in regard to their children. A husband spanking his spouse was likely to invite a wife-beating charge.
However, with today's woman ready to face the man's world on men's terms she is in effect saying, "You spank me and I can take it. What's more I can give you a whipping on your bottom that is as hard as the one you give me. And what's more, because I now can enjoy sex as much as you can, I can enjoy spanking as much as you do."(It was noted in several interviews with paddle club members that the women often didn't know when to let up a little with the intensity of the "punishments." Often they were completely merciless with the men under their paddle.) A third reason for new interest in spanking is that there has become a recognized boredom with the usual sex act and the ritualistic repetition of it. Spanking has become one of the usual "deviations" (a dangerous word) from the regular sex act. As to whether it is a healthy deviation is a matter that has to be decided by the novice paddle participants. It must be observed, however, that the results, which include a sore bottom to various degrees, do not appear to be as harmful, either socially or physically, as other deviant past-times.
Wementioned "wife-beating" and cannot leave it without noting that the stigma of the term has been gradually lifted from spanking activities. Evidence that judges are beginning to separate the terms "spanking" and "wife-beating" can be obtained by perusing the daily newspaper. A vicious slap on the face, a black eye, bruised legs and a lashed back have nothing whatever to do with the application of a hand or strap on a pair of heavy buttocks. Any pleasure obtained in striking anywhere but the immediate area of the buttocks "sick" and sadistic, and well outside the area of can, and has been, labeled by psychiatrists as this book.
It is observed that no longer may a wife obtain a divorce or bring charges against her husband simply "because he spanked me". In fact, one marriage counselor states that he often unofficially prescribes a marital spanking as a preventative of divorce. He notes that he has not had a case referred to him by a lawyer or judge in which spanking was a serious complaint.
Regarding the limiting of a spanking to the area of the buttocks, it is true that some erotic magazines contain accounts of whippings (particularly belt and strap whippings) on the back of the legs, the soft flesh between the legs, and the thighs. These are mostly fictionalized accounts, and those who have been misled into trying this deviation from the spanking norm report that the initial excitement from the between-the-legs spanking is short-lived. Paddle clubs, too, report that flagellation activity is confined to the buttocks, and they stress that not only are the buttocks entirely sufficient for receiving the action, but give rise to a feeling entirely pleasurable as the pain subsides.
Two experiences are quoted here for study. Both were taken from a tape-recording in a research interview by the New York School of Social Research:
------------ "I find nothing so pleasurable as to have my wife's bottom relaxed across my lap, completely unprotected, awaiting my job of turning them from pure white to the rosy red that I limit myself to attaining. The fact that I have done this many times during the 21 years we have been married increases rather than reduces the pleasure each time. She never hurries me, and I often take as much as ten minutes just caressing the buttocks, or lifting her up slightly, so I can look part way in to where I spend much of my time after this delightful occupation. Suddenly I grasp her between the legs-which she does not mind, and which she has learned is the signal I am about to begin.
"She tightens her buttocks and I descend with the first smack. My swats are well-placed, each one having a meaning of its own. As I spank, my joy reaches a climactic point and upon its completion I am emotionally exhausted. I must say it is at this time I feel a strange regret at having to inflict punishment upon this beautiful bottom, but my dear wife never complains and lies there obediently until I remove her from across my lap. I must admit, too, that the sight of tears brimming in her eyes brings some additional pleasure to me, and this helps to prepare me for what has happened after nearly every spanking that I can remember, complete fulfillment through the sex act."
------------ This is, of course, a highly sensitive narrative of the man's experience. Here is a less sensitive, but by no means less sincere, cataloging of activities:
------------ "Sure I spank. I just enjoy it. When the wife misbehaves I guess I got an excuse. But I don't really need one, and she don't care. It's bare bottom all the way. I don't waste energy whacking her pants. I get a kick out of seeing her buttocks bobbing up and down while I whack it. Sure it gets sore, turns bright red, but I think she gets a kick out of it, too. We heard about one of them paddle clubs, but I don't want no one beating her backside except me.
"I don't touch the kids, that's her department. But to tell you the truth, I wish she'd paddle them more. I like to watch; you know what I mean?
"Sure I use something when I spank. What the hell. You want me to hurt my lily-white hands? (Subject was a laborer). Anyway, even with my calluses it wouldn't feel too good. I smack her bare butt with the kid's ping pong paddle. It makes a nice sound!
"She was the first girl I ever paddled. I tried to whack a girl friend of mine once, but she kicked up a fuss and her mother raised hell, so I gave it up. But she had the sexiest butt you ever saw, and I woulda given a day's pay to whack hell out of it. Wheeeee!"
------------ Obviously, a subject who just got a simple, uncomplicated pleasure out of the administering of a spanking. The report, in footnoting the above example, stated that it was unique in that few such examples came from the income bracket or the social status of the day laborer. As Kinsey discovered in his work, the higher the income and education of individuals, the more prone they are to sexual experimentation and desire to avoid the monotony of "normal" sexual activities.
Let's take a look at a so-called "exotic" spanking experience described in Volume 1, No. 1 of a magazine entitled The Spanker's Monthly, which came out during the summer of 1965.
------------ "An examination of my darling's bottom tells me that she is well-marked. The paddle and strap did their job well, as she has several bruises. Now, as I leave for work, my one thought is what instrument shall I whip my beloved with later. Should I show mercy and let her off easy? That would be foolish, as she told me that when I get my next spanking it will be like the hammers of hell upon my rear end. I might as well make it a good one. All day long, all I think of are her lovely, spankable, kissable buttocks. True, they are not all white as the punishment has changed her color.
"At long last the day is over and I go home. Louise is nicely dressed as I enter the house. I pat her bottom as I kiss her, and note that she is wearing a girdle. You aren't going to wear that when you get your whipping tonight, my dear. She pouts, but she knows that it is best not to object. Tonight, my sweet, you will receive the heavy strap. This strap, which we bought from a company who sells them specially, is made up two lengths of leather. Each part is eighteen inches long, attached to a leather handle. The strap is three inches wide and the two pieces of leather are about one-quarter inch thick.
"My darling is told to strip nude and kneel down on the floor. She is told to get those legs spread far apart, as I am going to apply the strap to certain sensitive areas. She is wondering which buttock I shall strike first, but I fool her, for I apply the strap down the middle.
"This brings an extra loud shriek of pain. The next five strokes are put in the same place, and she cries out that I am a devil. This remark shall bring forth more pain, for I now start to pinch and squeeze her bottom. Now I start the strapping on each buttock. When it is over, I have a sobbing woman on my hands whose bottom is a mass of pain. I never heard her cry as hard as this. Her body is wracked with sobs and I help her up. She is rubbing her sorely whipped areas and the tears continue to flow. Her behind, in plain English, is a mess.
"The strap hurt her tendermost parts so much she has trouble walking. I hold her close to me, but her sobs are still pouring forth. 'Please don't ever whip me like that again, she sobs. Oh darling, I couldn't stand another whipping tomorrow.'
"The pain continued so much that when she went to bed she took several aspirins. During the night I heard her sob several times. How shall I whip this girl tomorrow?"
------------ This letter shows a sadistic tendency on the part of the spanker. The flowery verbiage indicates much anticipatory pleasure well before the whipping. But the pleasure indicated here and the pleasure described in the first "verified" report that we quoted is made of different stuff.
No discussion of marital spanking would be complete withoutmention of the Spencer Spanking Plan. The plan was introduced by one Dorothy Spencer and was copyrighted in 1936. The success of it can be proven by the fact that the material is still on sale for a cost of about $2.00. The plan is based on the theory that an ingredient of a happy marriage is the application of mutual corporal punishment by husband and wife. Several reasons are expounded for this, not the least of which might be "togetherness." Mrs. Spencer then proceeds to a detailed account of how her plan is to be carried out.
It is specified that the wife is spanked and the husband either whipped or paddled. Mrs. Spencer felt that the man could take more punishment than a woman (this theory is doubted by many paddle club members) and thus the wife should use some sort of implement on her husband while he should limit himself to applying his bare hand to his wife's buttocks. It was a rigid requirement that both participants were unclothed during the ritual.
The wife was to receive her "punishment" over her husband's lap while the husband was to be stretched face down across the bed for his whipping. Depending upon the athletic qualities of the woman, she was either to stand or to sit across his spine facing his buttocks. The latter was the recommended one. One of the ingredients suggesting togetherness was that neither participant was to receive "punishment" without the other receiving the same immediately afterwards. One exception to this rule was that should a spanking be requested by one-and this request spanking was highly recommended by Mrs. Spencer-the spanker did not have to undergo a turnabout paddling.
Along with the papers that were, and still are, sent with the Spencer Spanking Plan is a rather official-looking document which purports to be a contract between the couple. The aforementioned rules are given forth, in abbreviated form, and there is a place for both husband and wife to affix their signatures.
While the plan was supposedly designed for "punishment," the element of pleasure is very evident, particularly in the unclothed requirement and in the proposition that one or the other might (and should) request a spanking. In a thesis on the subject entitled A Study of Forty Couples Utilizing The Spencer Spanking Plan a Dr. Robert Hamaline discovered that the couples' punishment sessions led to sexual intercourse at least 95% of the time.
One of his conclusions was that the plan took a form of sex-play, and any punishment was subordinate to the pleasure gained.
In addition, about 25 of the couples said that they broke the rule of hand only on the wife's bottom, and this was most often upon the suggestion of the wife. Evidently, the thrill of using the paddle on their husband's buttocks aroused the wife's curiosity as to receiving the same.
The study noted that many of the couples disregarded the plan when using spanking as pure punishment. Husbands angered at their wives simply turned them over and smacked until justice was done.
In a footnote, Dr. Hamaline notes that five of the couples did not experience-or would not admit to-any relationship between spanking and sex, but noted that these five couples' normal sexual relations were almost nonexistent.
Marital spankings appear to involve both husband and wife each playing the role of spanker and spankee about 65% of the time. In a separate study derived from case histories in the files of the Kinsey Institute the dominant-submissive relationship is fairly rare. If it does exist, it is almost always husband (dominant) and wife (submissive). Only in extremely rare examples is the husband the one who is always spanked.
It should be stated that the Kinsey report was discussing pleasure or "bedroom" spankers here primarily; those couples who agreed that they obtained pleasure from spanking, the abovementioned 65% stating that the pleasure was equal with each spouse's dual role of giving and receiving. Of these 65%, fully half admitted that their only excuse for spanking was the pleasure element, and they would bring up the subject of misbehavior during their sessions only playfully.
This surprised the Kinsey interviewer and he felt that it was quite a credit to the intelligence of the subjects interviewed to recognize the sexual element and not attempt to create excuses for their behavior.
The report, in discussing the intensity of these paddlings (intensity measured by length of time, number of swats, and implement used) noted that, as pure punishment, these sessions could obviously stand on their own. These persons were not giving out "love pats" but full-fledged spankings that, given a different set of circumstances, would have been considered intense punishment. However, and this was touched upon in the Hamaline report on the Spencer Spanking Plan, the bedroom environment plus the anticipation of the usual sexual intercourse decreased the sensibility to pain. Almost all couples professed that their sore bottoms went unnoticed until after intercourse.
Marital spankers report, that a type of "memory pleasure" is obtained after the spanking, pleasure upon sitting down or smacking a wife's just-spanked buttocks while she is preparing dinner.
One man interviewed, a traveling salesman, divulged that he never left on a trip without a paddling which he explained he could still feel three days later. He admitted that the sore and bruised bottom was a source of sexual pleasure to him when he spent nights in lonely hotels.
CHAPTER FIVE-Recreational Spanking
Boredom with sex. She really got initiated. An invitation to spank. Party games. Jim and Marge find spanking fun. And happiness.
Jim and Marge have a pretty good marriage. Jim works pretty hard, makes about $7000 a year. Marge stays home and takes care of the two kids, ages 5 and 2-1/2. They have been married seven years; they went together for three years, two while still in high school, before the wedding.
Jim and Marge are pretty happy and pretty well-adjusted sexually. They started early, but carefully, and had well over a year of experience before they were married. They had taken then-time about beginning their sexual relationship, with the result that there was never a fear of pregnancy before the match was legally sealed. Opportunities for complete sexual freedom had been presented to them, as Marge's mother died when she was quite young and her Dad is a traveling salesman. The care of the house had been left up to Marge and a day housekeeper.
Jim and Marge's sexual relationship was not typical of most couples "going steady," in that they had indulged only once in the back seat of Jim's car. Usually it was in Marge's front room; out of respect for something or other they had never used Marge's bedroom.
Marge's relationship with her father had been pretty distant, what with him being gone most of the time, and she was extremely grateful for Jim's love and companionship. She had never regretted the fact they had not waited until marriage to begin sex experimentation, with the exception that she imagined Jim was just going through the motions sometimes. They did not want additional children, and Marge wondered if she and Jim, both 26, were losing some of their sexual capabilities.
Having always approached frankly the problems which go along with a good relationship, they attempted discussion of the problem at several times. However, they were unable to reach any conclusion even though the basic problem, sexual boredom, was pretty clear to them.
Things went along in this somewhat precarious state for several months. In an attempt to relieve some of the ennui they sold their house, which was located in an older part of town, and moved just outside the city in a typical suburban atmosphere. Jim and Marge, being friendly people basically, lost no time in making friends and Marge (a little too often she conscientiously admitted) had coffee sessions with the neighbor wives after their husbands had gone to work.
One morning Ethel, Marge's next door neighbor, dropped in for coffee. It was a Monday morning and the start of a new week and Marge had lots to do. But she was rather glad to see Ethel and told her to sit down. As Ethel plopped down on the chair she gasped and said, "Oh, I'm still sore, and it's been two days!" Ethel began rubbing her behind.
"What happened? Marge asked. "Did you fall down or something?"
"No!" Ethel said somewhat sadly. "I lost too many games at the paddle club the other night."
Jim and Marge had been curious about Ethel and Jerry's Saturday night activities. They had noticed the two of them went out every Saturday night, and always carried two rather long and flat cases with them. Being as curious as most neighbors, Marge and Jim wondered where they went, and had been totally unable to figure out what was in the leather cases.
"Paddle club?" Marge was beginning to make a connection. "What on earth is that?"
"Weren't you ever initiated during high school?" asked Ethel. "You know, paddled on your fanny?"
Marge admitted she had been. Twice, as matter-of-fact. The sophomore class had initiated the incoming fresliman class and she had also joined the Girl's Athletic Association the next year. She had dropped out of the activities of this latter organization, but she surely had been initiated!
Ethel asked Marge to describe the initiation and Marge noticed her neighbor's unusual interest in what she was saying. Marge had not thought about the initiations in quite some time, but she did remember they had both made a distinct impression on her at the time.
She remembered she had been rather embarrassed at the first initiation, because both boys and girls of the sophomore class had been present and both were carrying paddles. The freslimen had been told to dress in slacks and sweatshirts and report to the gym at a certain time. There were about ten paddle lines set up, and they had been told to crawl through at least two of them. Marge remembered the swats raining down on her bottom, and recalled that she had not dared look up at the boys were being allowed to paddle her buttocks. She was surprised she felt a warm glow along with the soreness.
There were only girls at the second initiation. Marge had always perplexed because it had been a much more vicious paddling than she had received from the sophomore class. The initiates had been given instructions to wear tight blue jeans, cut off at the thigh. She made sure hers were tight, as she had heard rumors about what happened to those who did not follow instructions.
The initiation was chaperoned by Miss Jensen, the girl's Physical Education teacher, whom everyone was sure was a lesbian, although Marge and her friends did not know that particular word at the time.
Miss Jensen was there to supervise, and to see the girls didn't spank too hard. As it turned out, she was the villain.
The initiates were -lined up and told to lean over and place their hands on the locker room bench in the dressing room where the paddling was to take place. Marge and the other 17 or 18 girls did as instructed. The regular members, of which there were about 35, were allowed to give each of the girls about five swats and Marge was surprised and a little mad that they started their swatting full force. She ruefully recalled that before she had received half of her allotted number her rear end felt red-hot and her jeans were pulling tighter. Many of the girls were crying.
She had thought the initiation was over when Miss Jensen called for the spankers to stop. The girls were allowed to stand up and rub their aching posteriors. Blindfolds were passed out and Marge was wondering what was up, but she was happy that the paddling part was over. Or so she thought. The girls were told to lean over again. Marge complied with the others. Nothing happened for a while but soon she began hearing shrieks of "No, don't!"
Miss Jensen called for quiet and there was. Marge soon discovered just what the shrieks were about. Hands were pulling at the zipper fly on the front of her jeans, and almost before she knew what was happening her cut-offs were down around her ankles and her panties were around her knees. With horror she felt the paddle smacking her bare bottom, and the intense pain on the already spanked buttocks was unbelievable.
Marge had never gotten over the sight of the 18 initiates standing in the locker room shower later, trying to cool off their red and blistered fannies. She had carried a very tender posterior around for three or four days. While Marge had no mother to complain to, other girls did complain to their mothers, especially when the rumor got around that Miss Jensen was the one who had done the lowering of the panties and jeans. Miss Jensen had lost her job at the school, Marge recalled, and that was the last paddling initiation that took place at the school-at least officially.
Marge related all this to Ethel, and Ethel responded with a lot of questions. Then Ethel asked if Jim had ever spanked Marge before.
"Yes, as a matter-of-fact, he has. And he started pretty recently. But they are nothing compared to the initiation paddlings I received, although they do hurt somewhat."
"What does he use?" Ethel asked, her eyes still shining.
"Just his hand, but it's pretty big."
"Do you mind Jim spanking you?"
"No, not really. And afterwards he-." Marge caught herself, a little embarrassed. Ethel grinned knowingly.
"Well, let me tell you why I'm sore back here." And Ethel told Marge in some detail about their Saturday night paddle club, the games they played and the good times they had without overstepping any moral bounds, and how much it had renewed Ethel and Jerry's interest in each other. Ethelmentioned that the club was always interested in new members, and wondered if Marge and Jim would like to come to the .next session. Marge, something stirring her excitedly, said she's ask Jim and let her know. Ethel left, still rubbing her bottom.
Marge really thought Jim would yawn and dismiss the whole idea as silly, but his reaction surprised her. He seemed a little embarrassed when she told him about Ethel's visit, especially when Margementioned she had admitted to being spanked recently by Jim. However, when Ethel said there was an invitation for next Saturday night, Jim surprised her by showing a great deal of enthusiasm for the idea.
Marge called Ethel the next day and said that they would be happy to go. Marge asked about paddles and Ethel suggested they wait and see how they liked the activities before buying the spanking implements. For one thing, they had to be specially ordered and they were rather expensive items.
Saturday night came and Marge and Jim drove over with Jerry and Ethel, having left the kids with their usual baby-sitter. Marge was frankly excited and she was not sure why. On the way over Ethel casually explained some of the rules, emphasizing that the paddlings weren't brutal (although Marge was wary of the way Ethel laughed when she said it), that all spanking was done, so far, fully clothed, that there was no spanking of the same sex, the men spanked the women and vice versa, and that women having periods could sit out for the evening if they wished. (Ethel said very few did.) The foursome arrived at the home of the host and hostess, Bob and Irene. As they entered the house Marge noticed Jim looking appreciatively at the seven or eight other wives and their various styles of pants, all extremely tight around the buttocks. Marge was glad she had gone downtown and bought a new pair of stretch pants, which a look in the mirror confirmed showed off her derriere to advantage. Ethel was wearing levis that looked as though they had been painted on her hips.
Marge and Jim were introduced all around, drinks were served which helped greatly to dispel some of Marge's tenseness, and the host and hostess came up with a spare set of paddles which, it was explained, were used for members "trying out" the activities. A series of warm-up spankings took place during which members milled around exchanging swats with each other male-female, female-male. The first swat that Marge took surprised her but she turned around, amid much laughter, and gave one as good as she had gotten, and at the end of a 20-minute period both Marge and Jim had stinging rear ends and a lot of new friends.
Party games were next in order; the first was a race between couples but husbands and wives were not allowed to be partners. Marge found herself astride a strong back and racing Jim who was carrying a pretty blonde. Marge casually noticed that the blonde had her long legs wrapped tightly around her husband, so she did the same to her "mount" and, determined to beat Jim and his rider, really laid the paddle on. She won, much to her delight, because the prize was five swats at the losers and thinking how much Jim had looked like he was enjoying himself with the blonde, gave him five swats that made him howl.
Jim got even with her with the next game. Marge found herself pushing a peanut with her nose while a new partner urged her along with the paddle. Jim, who was similarly urging a redhead, was expertly applying his paddle to her voluptuous buttocks. Evidently, the redhead took the smacks to heart because she won the race and the five winner's swats that Jim applied to Marge's rear were more of a pleasure to him than to her.
Numerous other games were played, and some over-the-lap paddling was featured which Marge enjoyed because of the contact element involved. However, one rule was that in over-the-lap paddling only the implement was to be used. No hand spanking was allowed in this position, although some through-the-legs spanking later was allowed to be done with the hand.
Later, during a short business meeting, a vote was taken as to whether bare-bottom spanking should be tried. This was a subject brought up every so often to see what the opinion was at the particular time. It had been decided that majority rule would hold as far as trying new ideas was concerned. Vote was by ballot, although the women's and men's votes were counted separately so it could be told how the two sexes felt about a topic. This particular evening, the vote concerning bare-bottom spanking was close, but the majority still said no and buttocks would remain protected until the next vote at least. During the meeting, Marge and Jim were asked if they would like to become regular members, and they quickly agreed to order their own paddles.
At the end of the evening, "good night" swats were exchanged for a few minutes. Marge noticed that the women's pants were fitting even tighter than when the evening started, and she could feel her own buttocks straining against the fabric of her capris.
When they finally got home to bed, and lay recounting the evening's events and massaging each other's bottom, the evening seemed to be complete. Except that Jim suddenly grabbed Marge and the two, with glowing red buttocks, made love with more ardor than they had in quite some time.
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Party-game paddling is a fairly recent innovation that is becoming increasingly popular, especially among suburban sets where groups do not care to indulge in "mate-swapping". Recreational spanking does not seem to be limited, as mate-swapping is, to a certain social or financial status, and for that reason can be found in more divergent areas of the country.
A study be the New York School of Social Research, entitled Sex-oriented Activities of Adult Groups, was done over a period of two years, and results have just been made available. The study cataloged the activities of about 35 groups. It was found that 80% of the group included recreational spanking in their activities, and about 60% were devoted entirely to this pastime.
Most of this type of group spanking is done at more or less regularly scheduled meetings, usually on a weekend evening. Groups noted that their indulgences did not carry the "stigma" they felt wife-swapping did, and thus new-member recruitment was easier. Most recreational spank groups "screen" new members, primarily with regard to age and size and physical condition. The following written response to a letter of inquiry sent to each group by the authors of the study is typical: "We have a group that meets regularly in our community, which is just outside Cleveland. Our members consist of married couples in the 25-35 age group, with the exception of two lively couples, both in their early forties. We experimented with paddle games after a few of our friendsmentioned they received marital spankings and didn't find them distasteful.
"We have ten couples and get new members either by invitation, or they hear about us and call up for an 'audition'. When we inform them as to the time of the meeting we explain they will be voted upon by the rest of the members. We are not exclusive, but we feel that a very fat or very thin bottom will not be acceptable, and that a person should be fairly agile to enjoy our activities. Each new couple, at their first meeting, is given an 'initiation' paddling (we use fraternity and sorority paddles, by the way) and the reaction to this paddling is one of the factors that we consider when we vote on a particular couple.
"Since we have no paddling by the same sexes, the girls form one line and the men the other. The girls crawl between the men's legs, and men between the girls', and each gets about five swats per member. Our particular group has not gone in for bare-bottom spanking, but tight pants are a requirement for all members, particularly the females.
"After this first introduction to our wooden paddles, the new couple is taken to another room and we have a discussion concerning their acceptability. Then we vote on them. We discourage them from joining if they have suffered during this first spankings of their rear ends-particularly if the wife begins to cry-because much of our party-game paddling is a lot harder than this first 'test'. We also check with them as to whether they would approve bare-bottom paddling. All our prospective members have answered this in the affirmative.
"When couples are accepted, they have the privilege to briefly applying a paddle to all members of the opposite sex, to get acquainted with the bottoms they will be working on. They borrow paddles for the first evening, but after that they order their own. One particular store specializes in decorative and colorful paddles with members names. We regulate the size of paddles to avoid extremes.
"We discourage 'swapping' or other types of mixed activities. Some of the members have wanted to get into bare-bottom play, but we have limited this, so far, to watching an occasional husband-wife spanking that members have offered to do at the meeting. This, usually a held-over punishment spanking, is done over the lap, and is a variation for us since most of our fanny-whacking is done 'crawling through' or bending over. A husband willmention the "offense" for which his wife is being punished, and we will decide how many spanks he should give.
"Most of us work a pretty hard 40-hour week, and we find that this Saturday evening activity is most relaxing. Generally, there is soreness most of Sunday, but it is only slight and serves as a reminder of the fun the evening before."
Only one or two of the groups covered in the studymentioned any sexual activity on the side. Tight pants, jeans, or short shorts were the prevailing costume, and more than one group specified that for visual purposes, the pants must be skin-tight. A few groups, the most exclusive, stated that all their paddling was done on the bare bottom. They said simply that members preferred it that way.
Descriptions of party games were numerous. Western groups seemed to lean toward "riding" games, while Eastern groups preferred pseudo-initiation type activities. Innocuous games such as "spin the bottle" with the loser getting paddled instead of kissed, was one of the variants.
One of the wildest of the games brought out in the study was one which definitely did involve bare-bottom applications, and gave a hint to the sexual connotation of this type of activity. As described, it is a contest between two couples, the male being the spankee-recipient and the female the spanker. The two men bend over and grasp their ankles. They are unclothed from the waist down, and are wearing a contraceptive device of the common kind. At a given signal, the women start applying a paddle briskly to their male partners, attempting to result in sexual climax. The first male to achieve a sexual climax twice is declared the winner. It was noted in this description that members often practiced at home-the married couples that is-for this contest.
There is one sphere of activity which many proclaim will be one of the most important in furthering the general popularity of spanking, the recreational party-game groups. It is being compared to "bedroom" spanking for its therapeutic qualities.
CHAPTER SIX-Initiation Paddling
Sue and Lou are going to be paddled. They practice for it. It pays off. High school paddling? Yes. College paddling? Where?
Susan had been upset for several days. She hadn't been able to eat and hadn't been sleeping very well. This morning, when Miss Loder called on her to recite in English class, she hadn't even been aware of what the class had been discussing. In addition her period, which she had been having regularly for the past two years, was late this month.
Was Susan in love? Usually, but this wasn't bothering her right at the moment. Was she, as many a sixteen-year-old is these days, worrying that she might be pregnant? Hardly. She was still a virgin. What was disturbing Susan's eating, sleeping, and her period was anxiety over whether or not she would be invited to join the SSHS! She had been looking forward to this moment for two years now that she was just about completing her sophomore year. Tomorrow was the day that the invitations were to be circulated.
The SSHS. A key to popularity, and more fun for the remaining two years of Susan's high school career than she could ever have alone or with her best girl friend, Louise, who was waiting out the moment, too. The Secret South High Society. Or, High Society, as the members themselves were allowed to call it. Once it had been just the SHS, and recognized by the school with faculty sponsors and all that jazz. But an initiation had gotten out of hand and they had been told to get a new type of initiation or disband. SHS without their famous initiations? No more sore bottoms. No more humorous sight of girls walking strangely around the corridor for a week because of sore buttocks rubbing together? Impossible! The officers of the club had officially informed the principal that their group was no more. Was no more? That was a laugh. Stronger now than ever before.
An extra S before the other three letters was easy to add onto the special cards that they had printed up on the other side of the city. They had to wear their gold identification tags under their blouses instead of hanging outside. They didn't mind. All this underground activity just made the group more intriguing and what was that new word that they had learned? Enigmatic?
Well, tomorrow would be the day. The little "x" either under the mailbox or not. That would let her know whether she was being asked to become a member. What kept somebody from cruelly drawing an x under some girls mailbox who wasn't being invited to join? Some girl who actually had been blackballed? Because the x was of a special design, a metal stamp that some enterprising officer had had made up. A strike with a hammer and the x's imprint was left. Everyone knew what it looked liked but it was very ornate and would be difficult to copy.
The x would be there, if it was going to be there at all, tomorrow morning before she went to school. Susan looked at her watch 11:30-almost midnight. The members would be casting their final ballots right about now. And soon they would leave with the little metal stamp. Should she stay up all night and watch for them? She, as did all the other hopefuls, had contemplated this but there was a rumor that if the SSHS invitation committee thought they were being watched they quickly scratched your name off the list. Susan finally fell asleep.
It was there the next morning! Tiny as a diamond but crystal clear. There was no mistaking it. For a moment she wished that she could tell her parents; that was strictly against the rules, however. She gave her Mom and Dad a special hug, eliciting quite a bit of surprise from both of them, and hurried off to school.
The official invitation had, as she knew it would, been slipped through the vent-hole in her locker. "Report to the pasture at 4:00 p.m. this afternoon." The world looked beautiful; springtime, only two weeks of school left, summer coming, and next fall a full-fledged member of SSHS.
4:00 p.m. sharp. Susan and Louise, who had also been honored with an invitation, gathered with the other 18 exclusive girls in the secluded wooded section four blocks from the school which was known as the "pasture" and served as a meeting ground and lover's lane. The purpose of the meeting was for instruction to the pledges regarding the initiation.
Betty Lamarr, club president, sexy, flashy, and a blonde was reading the instructions, a stern note in her voice.
"Pledges will appear right here at 8:00 p.m. tomorrow night. You will wear sweat shirts that do not come below your waist. You will wear tight, and I mean tight, pants. These can be levis, or blue jeans, or "cut-offs". Don't wear any pants of this material if you want them to last through the initiation. (Here all the girls laughed nervously.) Absolutely no underpants are to be worn. Don't try to because we will find out sooner or later if you have or not. (More nervous laughter). However, you all are to wear sanitary napkins, the kind worn outside, under your pants. If you are having a period, you had better wear the Tam-you know, the internal kind too. This is for your protection and is a requirement that we are making."
Susan and Louise could hardly contain themselves as they practically ran all the way home, as soon as the meeting had been dismissed.
"Aren't you glad we practiced now, Susie?" Louise was jumping around Susan's bedroom.
"I don't know, Louise. Don't you think we maybe practiced too much?" Susan was rubbing her bottom which was now wrapped up in the jeans she intended to wear the next night. "After all, Lou, you've got a size 12 fanny. You can take more."
"Bend over, friend," laughed Louise. "You'll have a size 12 when I get through with it."
"Not today, idiot!" protested Susan. "Put that paddle down. The initiation's tomorrow night all ready, remember?"
"Come on, come on. Do you realize what an advantage well have? Some of those girls have never had their fannies smacked in their whole lives. We've been toughening up the old bottoms for two weeks now."
"I wish my bottom felt tougher, Louise. Right now it sort of feels like I've already been initiated!"
"Listen, it feels nothing like it will when the SSHS gets through with it! Anyway, if you don't want yours, I want mine. Come on, Susan, here's the paddle. Spank!"
Susan had to admit she did enjoy this part of the practice sessions. Louise got down on her hands and knees and Susan spread her legs for Louise to crawl about halfway through. Susan had pounded Loiuse's fanny about twenty times when she asked, "Say, why the no underpants bit?"
"So the pants will fit tighter, naturally!"
"Then why the Kotex?"
"So we won't get hurt down where the big girls aren't supposed to get hurt," giggled Louise.
"Oh ... Do you think our pants are tight enough for them?"
"Any tighter and I wouldn't be able to bend down."
"Sure, Lou, but look at mine. There's a little wrinkle down here. See?" Susan pulled at a fold of cloth right under her left buttock.
"That's just what they mean. That's where your underpant's seam is. Take them off, take off your underpants and put them on again."
Susan resignedly did so.
"See, Sue, the wrinkle's gone!"
"Well, I don't know," responded Susan, looking over her shoulder into the mirror.
"Now come one and bend over, Susan." Louise applied twenty fast and furious swats on Susan's bottom. Susan could feel, as she could every time that Louise did this, the buttocks heat up and swell.
"Ow! Stop, Louise. I believe you. The wrinkle's gone now, I'm sure." She straightened up and looked in the mirror again. "It's gone, it's gone!"
"It sure has," Louise agreed. "Well quit now. I think we're ready for the High Society paddles."
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The next evening Susan and Louise walked over to the pasture. Louise somewhat gleefully suggested that this might be the last time they'd be able to walk anywhere for awhile. This didn't do anything towards calming the nervous feeling in Susan's stomach and she admired, as she had many times previously, Louise's devil-may-care attitude.
They arrived at the pasture right on time. The members of SSHS had put their cars in a circle so that the headlights illuminated the initiation area. It wasn't hard to tell the actives from the pledges as the actives were all carrying their special paddles. They were quite expensively made, especially since the traditional "hole" in the paddle that made contact with the bottom was the same x shape that was the society's emblem. The paddles were thin and somewhat flexible, about 18 inches long and four inches wide. The handle had a leather grip.
The first surprise of the evening came. All of the initiates were told to line up, as to size, with the smallest girl at the head of the line gradually moving to the largest girl at the end of the line. This took a little time as some of the girls were the same size, or looked that way. Girls in doubt as to who was larger were asked to stand back to back and measure size of the buttocks, as this was the most important thing. This line-up was finally completed.
"All right," shouted Shirley, the initiation committee chairman. "Each of you take off your pants and pass them to the girl behind you. Come on now. Nobody's watching, we have the area well patrolled."
Susan was horrified. All the pants were supposed to be skin tight. Now they would have to wear a pair that was made for a slightly smaller girl. However, pants came down and were passed back. Amid some grunting and groaning the pants were tugged onto their hips. "What about Jenny?" Susan wondered. Jenny had been the smallest, the first girl in line.
' "Here, Jenny." That was Shirley shouting again. Susan looked. Shirley had thrown Jenny a pair of child's jeans. Two girls were helping her and there was much laughter. Barbara, the biggest girl and therefore the last in line, had just tossed her pants aside.
"Okay, girls." Susan did not even look to see who had given the order. Here was the moment of truth. "Bend over and grab those ankles!"
Squeals and screaming started the moment the paddles started to come down. Susan bit her Up instead of crying out and she noticed that Louise, back around the size 12 girls, wasn't giggling any more. About fifty swats were received. Each initiate had her own spanker. Then the paddling was stopped momentarily.
The actives formed a long line and the pledges were ordered to get down on their hands and knees and start crawling through. "Ouch!" thought Susan, "this hurts a little bit more." Nearly every spanker wrapped her legs around Susan and the other spankees, gripping their waists tightly and impeding their progress through the line while they whaled away on their tightly-clad buttocks. It took each girl about 15 minutes to make it through the line. A couple of girls had collapsed on the ground and some of the actives had carried them under a tree to rest. As soon as they had recovered, though, they would have to start their journey through the wide-spread legs again, no matter how far they had gotten through when they had had to quit.
Susan determined she would make it, although her throbbing bottom made it hard to crawl. Her fanny must have received a thousand swats, she thought. Finally the last spanker, and ten swats later was safety. She lay on the ground and Louise joined her soon.
"We're making it so far," cried Louise.
"So far! You mean there's more?"
"I heard them talking about a surprise. I wonder what it is?" They soon found out.
"Lower the pants, girls, and no complaining." It was Shirley again. Susan tugged the too-small pants, now practically bursting at the seams, off her aching and swollen hips. She looked around and was surprised, not so much at the sight of the bright-red bottoms split by the whiteness of the sanitary pads, but by the fact that there were so many blistered buttocks. No matter how sore her derriere there were no blisters, and she had Louise and her paddle practice to thank for that. Shirley was speaking again. "Now, so you won't be embarrassed at seeing so much bare skin, the girls will pass among you with blindfolds." Shirley was laughing somewhat cruelly as she said it.
Down on hands and knees again. One somewhat comforting thought was that they had been told they would get only three swats from each active, then they were to move to the next swatter. They were pointed in the direction they were to crawl.
"Well, we're getting only three swats from each person. But wow, what swats." Susan was mumbling to herself. "Funny, they are spanking so much harder and the paddle's seem to be covering a larger area." Hard smacks interrupted her train of thought.
Suddenly she thought she heard male guffaws. She swore she could, although they were trying to be stifled. Other of the initiates had noticed them, too. Were there some boys watching them get spanked? Oh, no. At least Susan was grateful for the Kotex that offered some visual protection. Then the light suddenly dawned. The hard spanks! The boys had quietly taken the place of the girls and were doing the paddling.
All of the initiates seemed to sense this at the same time, as the high-pitched shrieks seemed to indicate. Many tried to rip off the blindfolds and run.
"Leave those blindfolds alone." It was Betty, the president. "Any girl trying to leave will be expelled from the club."
With the initiates sobbing quietly, more out of embarrassment than for their numbing bottoms, the paddle line was continued and completed. They were allowed to remove their blindfolds and the boys stood around laughing loudly now as the girls scrambled around trying to locate their pants which the actives had put in a large pile and tied together.
The boys had been informed they could swat any bottom that wasn't covered, and they didn't need a second invitation. It was specified that each girl had to be wearing her own pants this time, and Susan received about twenty extra swats locating and untying her blue jeans. Barbara, who had been last in line, was getting her big buttocks really whacked while she tried to locate her pants in the pile. Finally, she discovered them where she had tossed them, as they hadn't been included in the pile. The boys accompanied her over to where they lay, wielding their paddles all the way.
Then it was over, the boys were sent home, and first-aid was applied to the more bruised bottoms. Sue and Louise, while the not-so-proud possessors of throbbing buttocks, did not need any of the special antiseptic treatments. Lou nudged Sue and winked. Sue was happy, too. They were both actives now in SSHS.
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Couldn't happen? It did happen. This is a true story as related to us by the two girls, Susan and Louise, although we are not using their real names. But the names will undoubtedly coincide with those of other girls who have had this experience because, of all categories of spanking that take place outside the home, paddling initiations (in high schools) are the most common and the most prevalent.
True, this story is not typical in a couple of ways. For one thing, the protection of the sexual parts by the sanitary napkins was somewhat of an innovation. Most spanked on the bare bottom, pure and simple. And this particular initiation was much less brutal than quite a few that we heard or read about. Many groups spank and spank until the girls are quite literally senseless. In general, we discovered that the more urban and crowded the school, the more brutal and inhuman the type of punishment.
However, the experiences of Susan and Louise were quite typical in that, with high school initiations, the paddlers are most often members of both sexes. This is true in spite of the fact that rarely are the clubs for both sexes. Even the boys' clubs, athletic and "letter" club, quite often invite the girls in with an invitation to "put the boys through the mill." And we did find, in researching the subject, bare-bottom paddling of boys by girls. Here the traditional athletic supporter was used to cover sexual activity and hide embarrassment, and used to a much greater extent than was the sanitary pad of our foregoing story.
It is also quite true that, because of the nature of the initiations, many of the groups have had to go underground, so to speak. It is true that paddling initiations were, at one time, openly condoned by school officials, even some of the most bizarre ones. But parental complaints at son's and particularly daughter's blistered bottoms caused the authorities to have these activities, or the extent of them, curtailed. They were generally toned down to some harmless and light hand spankings on skirted bottoms with a sponsoring teacher present to chaperone the proceedings. Rather than adhere to these stringent rules, most groups preferred to disband, officially, and to move the club activities and initiations outside of the jurisdiction of the school.
Naturally, the initiations that take place outside the school are more strenuous than the sponsored ones. However, most of the groups that we were able to question did impose some sort of restriction on the extent of paddling so that injury would be avoided. They realized that serious injury or worse would spell doom for the existence of the club, even the secret existence. One advantage that they who paddle succeeded in convincing us of, was the fact that very few if any serious injuries ever result from the paddling type of initiation.
It was during activities of hazing that were not related to spanking that they felt most injuries were incurred and it seems to be quite true that, if one thinks of the newspaper stories which crop up every so often reporting a death or injury, the activity was not a paddling. Most of our researched groups did, being able to paddle, stick to that exclusively. There was evidently enough interest that they were not led into divergent initiating ideas. We heard very few complaints from those who had received paddlings, except those accompanied by a "it was pretty rough" wink.
We have discussed the sexuality. inherent in mixed initiating in our first
CHAPTER on Punishment and Pleasure, with a look at the relationship between paddling and sexual orgasm occurrence. And we shall discuss, in a later
CHAPTER on Pants and Paddles, the new emphasis on paddling initiations as an indirect result of the teenage 'look" as far as skin-tight pants which are worn from the age of 11. The stress (and perhaps strain) that these place on the buttocks and crotch have renewed interest in their bottoms and those of others, and have created a desire to utilize these bottoms in a frankly sexual flagellating manner.
No study of initiations would be complete without a look ormention of the college fraternity and sorority. The prevailing opinion is that a great deal of this activity goes on at "State." This is, strangely enough, a myth. Of all types of spanking variations, the college fraternity initiation is that category alone where the amount of occurrences is decreasing.
Several reasons are proposed for this disinterest in what was, from the late '20's to the early '50's a highly popular college pastime. For one thing, the fraternities themselves are decreasing in number and do not have nearly the campus prestige that they once had. Rising, in fact exploding, college enrollments are not being matched by a relative rise in the number of fraternities or fraternity brothers. Racial discrimination, the high cost of joining, the high number of married students, the return to the campus in the years following World War II of the "veteran," all are valid reasons for the decline of the fraternity. On the large Big Ten campus the fraternity (and to some extent the sorority-after all a girl usually had to live in campussponsored housing and a sorority before that) is no longer "in." In fact, it is decidedly "out." Where they do exist, in many instances they are just a rooming house, and the espirit de corps which used to be the byword of the frat brother has dissolved into disinterest. The relative seriousness of today's student and the pressure to succeed that have been forced upon him is one reason for eschewing cliquish or club like activities.
Even fraternities, the never-day-die "Greeks" who still retain the togetherness image, have bragged about "giving up the paddle." Hell Week and changed into Help Week in an attempt to beautify the fraternity image. For one thing, the paddle (and other spanking implements) have become sex symbols whether we like it or not. Its increased use in the bedroom has given it sexual connotations. Used by men upon men, it gives a marked homosexual implication that is repulsive to most normal young men entering college. This is particularly true in male bare-bottom paddling where an unwanted but inescapable sexual erection is extremely embarrassing to the recipient, if not to the paddler.
The equally inescapable conclusion that the erection has been caused directly by another male is enough reason for a sharp decrease in this type of activity. There is, incidentally, a small flurry of interest in chartering new fraternities in those small local or regional colleges (usually the dreaded teachers' colleges) which are striving to become universities in name if not in academic achievement. These colleges are going through the same evolutions that most large universities went through twenty years ago.
It is at these emerging institutions that one is treated to the sight of initiates carrying paddles around campus. This rustic sight is an anachronism at the State University which may be only 30 or 40 miles away. We would have to assume that these provincial schools are the last strongholds of the "Thank you. May I have another swat, sir?" type of hazing that was prevalent both in truth and in fiction of the middle '30's.
The sorority, a typical setting for the fiction literature of the spanking devotee, is in reality too chic, too sophisticated, and too adult (these qualities are probably quasi-real) to engage in the unrefined pastime of paddling bottoms, and such pastimes in the collegiate Greek coed house are nil. Since paddling is emphasized at present in the high school club or "sorority" the attitude that "now you are adults and will put away childish things" prevails. These groups rely mostly on the mystique and unreal in their initiations and prefer the formal to the informal. These result in weekend long "ceremonies" which have incantations and other seance-like qualities. The college girl whose bottom meets the paddle is generally across campus in "married housing" rather than upstairs in the luxurious sorority house Among adults initiation paddling is almost nonexistent as far as pure initiating is concerned. This does not include the party-game initiating which comes more under the heading of pleasure and is discussed in our CHAPTER on Recreational Spanking. But paddle initiation into clubs that are not primarily concerned with spanking in the first place is really not known in this country even though the English, with their great interest in caning and whipping, do practice this somewhat.
CHAPTER SEVEN-Institutional Paddling
Two kinds. Educational and correctional. England. Two canings observed. A boy and a girl. Reform school paddling observed.
Two types of institution are to be examined under this particular
CHAPTER heading, the educational and the correctional. As this is a book devoted primarily to the spanking of adults and teenagers in contemporary society, we are going to have to dismiss the former in somewhat shorter order than the latter.
If this book was more historically-oriented, we would concern ourselves more with the paddling of teenage students in this country by teacher or principal in the school environment. There are many readers whom, I am sure, remember receiving a number of swats with a paddle either in the principal's office (a much-dreaded place to be) or, worse yet, in front of a class with classmates observing, with great enjoyment, your bottom being swatted in full view of all. Including, perhaps, a best girl friend!
Today, what with "progressive" schooling, the teacher or school official who indulges in the paddling of an errant student finds himself surrounded with lawsuits, newspaper headlines, and cries for his dismissal issuing from the school board. This dismissal is practically assured if the subject of the publicized paddling happens to be a girl. Most principals know, however, that to apply a paddle to the cute little bottom of a female student is to invite professional suicide and they refrain from this deed. Almost all paddling incidents that create repercussions are with boys, who admittedly "cut up" more than the girls do. It is interesting to note, however, that much publicizing also takes place when an occasional school district, along with cooperating parents, grants permission to authorities to spank. This rarely takes place, however, above the early junior high level. It is mostly a grade school prerogative that is outside the confines of this particular study.
The English again seem to have a monopoly, as they do with "professional" spanking, on institutional chastisement concerning the striking of the buttocks. This is quite a common occurrence in both private and public schools of Great Britain primarily through use of the cane. A book published just last year entitled A Look At English Education Of Today, by a Sir Gerald Greenway, devotes a
CHAPTER to punishment in English schools. In a section, the largest of the
CHAPTER, concerning corporal punishment Sir Greenway reports first-hand on some canings. We quote: "The caning of a student takes place, whenever possible, in a little room off the headmaster's office which was designed for that very purpose. Generally, he is the only one in the employ of the school allowed to apply such punishment. The newer buildings, of which there are admittedly not many, are equipped with an "observation" booth by which another teacher, usually the one who reported the offender, may observe the punishment through a one-way glass. This observation is optional where the punishment is being applied to a male. However, most headmasters prefer and require an observer or a witness in case of parental complaints. These complaints are, incidentally, most rare in British schooling. The English are, after all, brought up with the whip and the cane.
"In researching my subject I was allowed to observe two canings. The first recipient was a young boy of about 14 years of age who had, his teacher reported, been most unruly and was thusly sent to the master's office. He was taken into the punishment room and was told, without ceremony, to lower his trousers. This he did with resignation. The headmaster lowered his shorts to a point just below the buttocks, leaving some of the fabric of the undergarment to offer protection to the sexual organs. Six 'cuts' with the cane were to be applied. This was done cleanly and quickly with great force and considerable wrist action of the part of the headmaster. A violent reaction was noted from the boy's buttocks each time the cane descended but he knew better than to leap up from his bent-over position as this would be cause for extra cuts. Six red welts were crisscrossed upon his buttocks when the punishment had been completed. With some evidence of the pain that he had undergone, the boy was allowed to dress and return to his class.
"The second punishment that I had the opportunity to witness was that of a young lady. I would guess that she was 15. Although the headmaster is always present when the cuts are applied to a female, the actual striking is done by an older woman teacher. Another teacher is required to be in the 'observation' box when the punishment is applied, so it is a little more ceremonious than with a young gentleman. I was informed that the female punishments are usually 'stacked up.' That is, the official waits until four or five young ladies are in need of this particular type of punishment and they carry these out at the same time. This is so as not to be as disruptive as one at a time might be, as two teachers have to be called out of class to inflict the canings.
"Due to the fact that I was here, however, a special dispensation of the rules was made in deference to my reporting duties. The young lady was summoned. She seemed most contrite and almost in tears even before the first blow had been struck. I was told, however, that she was most familiar with the cane and it was part of a well-practiced act. Because of the numerous repetitions of punishments that she had received, her number was doubled to twelve cuts. This seemed to me most harsh, but all present agreed that the usual six had done little to deter the young lady from her common practice of misdeeds.
"The girl was asked to assume the same position that the previous spankee had. She was wearing a full skirt and two petticoats. The teacher pulled these up over her head and then pulled her underpanties to approximately the same place that the boy's shorts had rested on his anatomy. Her buttocks were thus completely bared. I noticed faint marks on her bottom cheeks and was informed that these were results of a previous caning no more than three or four day ago. The woman who was to apply the cane to these young buttocks, a rather heavy-set elderly lady, backed up and with a swish that was indeed quicker than the eye, cracked the cane across the buttocks. The resultant red line that immediately appeared was perfectly perpendicular to the division of the buttocks. The second went diagonally across from left to right and the third from right to left. It was easy to deduce that this woman was an expert spanker and enjoyed her work, although her face remained impassive throughout the whole ordeal.
"After six cuts the spankee was allowed to stand for a moment and this she did rather haltingly. She was also allowed to rub her buttocks for relief and she followed through somewhat vigorously, no attention being paid to the presence of the headmaster. Although the observation box was soundproof one could see the tears coursing down her cheeks. The second half of the punishment was carried out quite literally along the 'lines' of the first and the accuracy of the expert spanker was indeed quite remarkable. One cut, either the ninth or the tenth, must have hit an especially sore spot because the subject leapt up and thereupon earned herself one extra because of the violation of the rule that one had to keep the ankles firmly grasped. When the punishment was over the girl was allowed to readjust her skirt and petticoats. Both the teacher and the headmaster left and so did we. This was to provide the young lady with ten minutes solitude to regain her composure and then return to class.
"In discussing these punishments later, with the headmaster, I learned that about 15 of these canings are meted out each week. Of these about ten are applied to boys, and the rest to young ladies such as the one we observed. Parents are in full agreement with the dispensation of caning, at least legally they are. When registering a student they are required to sign a 'punishment release' form. As long as the requisite observers are present no legal charges may be brought against the authorities. It is interesting to note that the discipline problem is not as prevalent in the schools that participate in this type of punishment program as in the more progressive schools."
This excerpt seems to be typical of English educational discipline. Whether the sort of regimented punishment will be or should be more universally adopted in this country is something that the educators will have to decide for themselves. It is most evident, however, that in some areas of the country something will have to be done to increase discipline and decrease the harassment of teachers by some pupils. Lack of discipline is, of statistical proof, a product of the urban, industrially-located schools. The amount of corporal punishment with regarding to spanking and paddling in correctional institutions, primarily in juvenile reform schools which are for the 13-18 year old age group, is much more prevalent than one would be lead to believe. Although conditions in adult penal institutions are,-because of publicity, more open to the public, a cloud still hangs over many juvenile institutions and it is under this cloud that a lot of corporal punishment takes place.
This seems to be, at least according to our authority source, much more common in girl's correctional institutions than in those for the boys. A doctoral dissertation, written at Columbia University, notes that most boys are immune to the threat of paddlings by the time they reach a correctional school or have attained the status, or lack of status, of a reform school inmate. The greater sensitivity of the girl-both regarding the pain and embarrassment-to a paddling, makes this a much more effective punishment for the female.
The aforementioned dissertation, entitled A Study of Corporal Punishment in the Juvenile Institutions of the State of New York, sent a questionaire to 44 such schools. This covered the area of corporal punishment, length and degree of harsliness, implement used, institutional position of the person applying the punishment, and how the punishment is carried out. Of the 44 institutions polled only four declined to answer. The others did, according to the author, reply candidly and fully with the consideration that their results would be made public. They indicated that they wished-to cooperate as fully as possible. We have noted from the conclusions the statistics which concern our book, namely that of punishments in which the buttocks are struck.
It wasmentioned that of all the institutions which utilized corporal punishment-and all did to a certain extent-about 75 per cent limited their punishing to the striking of the buttocks. Two permitted open-handed face slapping; 29 of the institutions that utilized paddling were either 'coeducational' or for girls only. The ten who did not make use of the paddle were for boys alone. The boys-only reformatory did use the paddle to some extent.
We use the word paddle exclusively here because that was the chosen implement of 85 per cent of the penal schools, the remainder using a leather strap. None of these paddlings appeared to the author to be of a brutal nature, although he cautioned the reader that, due to the public nature of the study any brutality would not likely be volunteered.
In a section of the questionnaire for which the institutional supervisor was asked to provide details, the following example, from a female superintendent in a girls reformatory, is quoted: "We have girls in our care who are from 13 through 17 years of age. When they turn 18, if they are in need of further help, they are sent to a woman's reformatory. We do use corporal punishment on the girls, either individually or in a group, but we don't enjoy having to resort to it. However, it succeeds like nothing else that we have tried over the years, and we are sold on paddling. We always use a paddle applied to their buttocks and we carry this out on either clothed or bare bottoms.
"For individual punishments the girls are summoned to my office. I have them remove their clothing below the waist and place themselves over my lap. I use this position so they may relate to a mother-daughter type of spanking. However, I don't hand spank as parents often do. The girls are far too tough for that. I use a special leather paddle that I bought from a discipline supply house. It is fairly pliable and makes quite a frightening smack. About ten to fifty swats are applied, depending on the rule infraction. A sobbing girl is always the result. I spank extremely hard. I must say that repetitions of this paddling are extremely rare and if more are needed, then they are ready for a much harsher institution. I honestly feel that the girls do not deeply resent this punishment, although they don't enjoy it. I have had one or two cases throughout the years where a girl would misbehave just to receive the paddling. This can be observed easily regarding her reaction.
"As far as group paddlings are concerned, it is the prerogative of the barrack's supervisor (there are twenty girls to each dorm) to request a group punishment, but I am summoned to be on hand whenever this is necessary. The number of swats is the same, twenty per girl. I am on hand mainly to see that one girl isn't paddled harder than the rest. Depending on whether we place the breaking of the rule in the misdemeanor or the 'felony' category, they are allowed accordingly to have protected bottoms. The misdemeanors, naturally, are protected, the felonies bare-bottom style.
"Misdemeanors are such things as talking after hours, violating cleanliness rules, untidy barracks, etc. Felonies are destruction of property, sneaking extra smokes, fighting among themselves, or stealing. If we are unsure as to who has committed the infraction, or if three or more girls are concerned, we spank the whole barracks. This may seem harsh, but that is the only way we can keep any semblance of discipline.
"When a barrack's supervisor has requested permission to administer a group paddling, and I have approved and am present, then the girls are required to bend over the foot of their cots to receive their punishment. If it is a misdemeanor they will be wearing their work clothes, which are blue jeans. These are extremely tight. We permit the wearing of tight pants because that seems to be the custom on the 'outside' and it gives the girls some relating to their own age group.
"The supervisor administers the group paddlings, and she passes from girl to girl giving each the required twenty swats. She has a special wooden paddle for this. My leather paddle is shorter, made for over-the-lap spanking and it wouldn't be feasible to use it, especially in cases where the buttocks are covered. The spanker aims low, right above the crotch point, to prevent permanent damage. If it has been a felony infringement, the girls are required to lower the jeans and panties to their knees. They must keep them lowered all the time that it takes to give all twenty girls their paddlings. They are not allowed to touch or rub their buttocks until the entire session has been completed.
"Naturally, there is a great deal of crying and howling, especially during the bare-bottom chastisements, but that doesn't deter us in the least. We suspect, anyway, that much of it is play acting. Twice within the past year we have had to order that the girls submit to double paddlings. Twenty on the tight blue jeans and twenty on the bare bottoms. Once, this special punishment was a result of a minor riot in the mess hall when dinner was being served. The other was when we discovered marijuana in the girls barracks; they were caught smoking it. They are pretty sore after double punishments, and there weren't any reoccurrences of the riots.
"After the girls are paddled, which is usually just before bedtime, they are allowed to shower (which they are most happy to do as it soothes burning buttocks) and go to bed. The supervisor has told me that most of the girls sleep on their stomachs that night but morning inspection of their respective bottoms, which is required after a punishment session, reveals that nothing lasting in the way of damage has been done unless, of course, it has been a double punishment. We have, incidentally, the full approval of the governor and the state senate to apply this and other types of punishment. Parents of the girls are informed each time that their daughter has undergone a paddling and we receive very little in the way of complaints."
As stated, this letter was typical of the many received by the author of the dissertation. In one institution, the girls were allowed supervised paddling of each other. That is, if an offense had taken place against one girl by another, the offended one was allowed the privilege of apply an unspecified number of swats to the culprit's usually bare bottom. The one institution that was for boys only, and utilized paddling, carried their punishments out in much the same way as the majority of the girls schools.
Men's prisons do not allow spanking; whatever else they might allow is outside the realm of this book. However, a number of women's reformatories use the paddle on their inmates at all ages up to the middle 40's. A case history of an example of this is quoted in our individual Case Histories
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We will discuss more fully the relative importance of penal institutional spanking in our final
CHAPTER, A Look At The Future of Spanking.
CHAPTER EIGHT-Paddling for Profit
Eloise, a professional spanker. How did she become one? Her customers. Like Freddy. How did he become that way? England. Spanking acts.
Eloise was the third child of ten and somewhat neglected as all children in a large family are. Her father, in spite of cliches to the contrary, was not an alcoholic. He wasn't much of anything and made about as much. If her mother was anything, it was overworked. Eloise left school when she was 16, having just finished the 9th grade. She decided to move, one day, to the heart of the city. None of the family seemed to take much note of her leaving. She said she'd write but she never did. Neither she nor her family ever thought she'd amount to much.
Maybe not, but she makes about $150 a night now. Yes, she's a prostitute but she doubles in brass. Or leather would be more like it. Anyway, in addition to the usual duties of a prostitute she has special talents. Eloise gets paid for spanking and whipping and paddling. And what's more she is not an amateur like many other girls. She's good at it. Eloise is a professional spanker.
For one thing, Eloise understands the needs of the men who require and appreciate her services. Her father, for example, liked to have her mother beat his buttocks almost to the point of rawness. Eloise and her brothers and sisters weren't supposed to know about it but they hid and watched sometimes. Seeing her mother whip her father into a frantically joyful state left an indelible impression on her mind.
Eloise had a strange wish to do that to her father, but she never got the chance. Her father had given it to her lots of times, though. Over his lap, skirt up, panties down, and the same wooden paddle that her mother used on him swishing down on her fanny. But it never really bothered her much and she even came, in her early teens, to relish it as the only attention her father ever really paid to her. The family would be gone, the kids and her mother anyway. Her father would be watching TV. She would sass him on purpose. It got to be practically a ritual. He'd tell her to go get the paddle and she would, prettying up just a little and making sure she was clean enough for a bare bottom paddling. Then she would be all set and minutes later the tingling redness would be coursing through her buttocks. She'd have to admit, though, that her father never touched her except with the paddle. He kept his hands strictly to himself.
Eloise had met this guy and they'd gotten married just after she moved to the city. It hadn't worked out, thought. She had hinted, after several attempts to get him good and mad, that "she might make better wife if he just spanked her occasionally." He hadn't dug it the one time he tried, Eloise could sense that. What she really wanted was to have an excuse to lay the paddle on him, but nothing along this line seemed to interest him. She kept cursing him for being so stupid and finally he had left. She had taken a couple of low-paying jobs, dime-store clerk, etc., when one day she heard of Mrs. Q Mrs. Q ran a rooming house in the Loop. Bad location, but a pretty chic place. Eloise was getting desperate and she decided to sign on.
She had been working about three weeks when the first guy asked her for "special" treatment. She didn't have anything to paddle with so she used her hand. This wasn't enough for him and he got mad and hit her. When she went to complain to Mrs. Q, the madam simply took her over to a cabinet, opened it up, and pointed to a collection of different-sized paddles (with and without holes), several straps, a couple of vicious looking whips, and finally an English cane. "For connoisseur," chuckled Mrs. Q.
Eloise took a couple of the paddles to the room with her. This was what she worked best with. The man who had hit her came back the next night. She treated him to one of the roughest spankings he said that he had ever had. And he liked it. Soon the word got around. Guys who had never even shown much interest in spanking came by to give Eloise a try. Some didn't like it and took their roasted bottoms out of there in a hurry. But Eloise learned to gauge the hardness of the swats just by looking at a new man. Many did enjoy her skill and Eloise found herself spending more time with men either bent over or perched across her lap than she did in bed. That was fine with her; she enjoyed this much more anyway.
"How come she was so popular with this spanking bit?" the other girls wondered. They had tried it on some of their customers and most of the time it didn't work out at all. Many of the girls, upon finding that they had an unresponsive spankee on their hands, just spanked all the harder. Not so, but Eloise didn't tell them that. It wouldn't have done any good anyway, she thought. If you don't understand it, you won't be any good at it. Eloise really believed that.
For one thing, it helped if you knew just where to smack. A hard swat on the fat part of the buttocks made a man quite happy. An inch higher and the intensified sting near the spine would irritate the hell out of him. She had practiced her art until she could bring any man to orgasm with about twenty swats; even if she sometimes had to move the paddle low on the buttocks and flick the testicles slightly with the edge of the paddle as she brought it back for another swat. Her attitude pleased the men. Some girls were disgusted at having to spank and they didn't bother too much to conceal it. Eloise actually seemed as if she were enjoying it and, the men noticing this, it added to their pleasure.
Her costume helped quite a bit. She had read some of the fetish magazines and had gone and had herself fitted with a corset that emphasized the breasts and hips and cinched the waist in. She wore black mesh nylons with a garter belt and she had paid a good sum of money for leather boots that came up to the mid-thigh. What about underpants? None at all. The garter belt covered her in front but left the buttocks uncovered. The effect excited the men, making her work that much easier. And her own buttocks! Each evening before starting work she had Mrs. Q apply the paddle to her bottom about forty times. The redness lasted throughout the evening. She had tried rouge on the buttocks but the customers had noticed the fakery right away. Besides she enjoyed the paddlings from Mrs. Q, but not as much as if she had been a man. When she turned around to pick up the paddle, while the customer was undressing, she made sure that he got a good look at the buttocks. Sometimes only one or two swats would be applied before the inevitable happened. If they wanted her to continue the paddling she did. Most had gotten what they wanted, however.
Eloise charged per job, not per swat, as she had heard that the English girls did. She didn't see how that would work. She had read, when the Profumo scandal came up, that Christine Keeler worked that way. Two cuts per shilling, whatever that was. She suspected that the English girls didn't apply the first few in the right places so as to run the bill up. She charged twenty dollars to a customer for the first time. That discouraged the characters who showed up just for kicks and weren't really interested, and didn't understand spanking. Following visits were five dollars each. She guaranteed results, if they didn't achieve a climax she didn't charge them. This rarely happened. In fact, some of the first customers tried to suppress the orgasm so they wouldn't have to pay. They succeeded about once every fifty times. Eloise did have some tricks up her sleeve that she used if a man was trying to be funny. Some got mad at her when she had brought about an orgasm in some of these unprintable ways. If she couldn't handle them she called either Harry or Big Joe. That was what Mrs. Q kept them around for.
Freddy was one of her regular customers; he really had the "habit." He came in about every other night and he and Eloise got along real well, so she stopped charging him. After all, he was usually in there only about five minutes. And he was very appreciative with gifts, etc. At times she even thought that Freddy might ask her to marry him, but so far not yet.
Freddy had grown up without a father. His mother had punished him often with the paddle but this hadn't impressed him nearly so much as the spankings that his sister, ten years older, had administered to him. His sister hadn't married until her late 20's and had lived at home until that time. He had never forgotten, in fact he admitted that it had become an obsession, the time that the spankings had begun to lose their terror and take on a mysteriously exciting feeling. The first time had been when he was about 11 and was over his 21-year-old sister's lap for the thousandth time. His pants were down to his knees, as were his shorts, and his buttocks were beginning to take on their traditional color and soreness. Josie, his sister, had been wearing shorts for this particular spanking and suddenly he was very aware of her bare skin under his equally bare skin. He had been lying squarely over her lap and all of a sudden Josie was clamping him between the legs as she spanked. She had gripped him with her knees and suddenly the sting of the spanking became blotted out. He had only a vague idea as to what had happened but he noticed that Josie was embarrassed and blushing.
He thought that this might end the spankings, but they had continued regularly for four or five years until Josie left to get married. By then he knew exactly what was happening each time that he went over her lap. So did Josie. They never really discussed it, and left it as if it were really a punishment. The only part he didn't like was that Josie now made him wait hand and foot on her under the threat of finding some other way to punish him instead of spanking.
Even with all of Josie's orders that he had to comply with, he had missed her terribly when she got married. She had told him to come over whenever he felt he had been a "bad boy," but soon after her husband had been transferred and she was too far to visit as regularly as his desires would like. Freddy was smart enough to realize it had been a unique relationship. Throughout college he had dated, but the girls he dropped subtle hints to, or tried to engage in a discussion about spanking, didn't seem too interested. Quite a few had indicated that they themselves wouldn't mind being spanked, but they showed little interest beyond that and Freddy had never been a spanker himself. Freddy didn't try to force the issue, as it was a small college and stories got around pretty quickly. So he dated the girls more for friendship than for any sexual remuneration they gave.
After he graduated, Freddy moved to the city and took a rather dreary "white collar" job. Nothing that somebody else couldn't do as well, but he was glad to escape the small-town environment. He began to frequent a bar and one day he overhear two guys talking about this girl Eloise, that worked "over at Mrs. Q's place". Freddy had never heard of either Mrs. Q or her place, but he was familiar enough with big city customs now and he simply went out, hailed a cab, told the driver "Mrs. Q's" and sat back. The driver didn't even turn around and fifteen minutes later he was there. Ten minutes after that he was across Eloise's lap with the much longed-for feeling beginning to warm his buttocks.
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It is difficult to measure the amount of professional spanking activity that goes on in this country, or even the amount of nonprofessional paddling done by prostitutes. In England, on the contrary, it is much more the accepted thing and thus more out in the open. Advertisements which extol the skills of "Discipline Artists" or "Punishment Enthusiasts" appear in public squares on bulletin boards, in shop windows, and even in newspapers. It is much more prevalent (the French call it le vice anglaise) than anywhere else.
The tremendous amount of whipping and caning that goes on in English Schools, both public and private institutions, is given as one of the main reasons for this phenomenon. However, there is much activity in this area in other European countries such as Germany and Belgium; this activity primarily concentrated in the large cities. Here the paid whipper is quite a common figure and often does this to the exclusion of engaging in any traditional type of sex at all.
In this country the man who wishes to go to a prostitute for a spanking (the girls use the word "dumping") has a rather difficult time finding one. As prostitution is frowned upon, or at least highly regulated, in this country even the usual type of prostitute is scarce, much less those who have more exotic talents. Too, the girl herself is often unmovingly opposed to anything that resembles what she considers a perversion. Being still a woman her ego is such that, no matter what her degree of downfall, she does not want to envision herself as engaging in any but a-"red-blooded American" activity, which of course fornication is.
The girls, like Eloise, converge on the huge metropolitan areas where they can market their unusual talents and find the highest wages for them. Girls like Eloise and the whole subject of paying for spankings and whippings is one which lately has captured the fancies of the men's magazines and seems to enthrall them to quite an extent. We refer here to the slick "pin-ups" that feel an intellectual study is necessary each month, and this article must always contain a pseudo factual report; paid spankers are "in" this year. We are not, by the way, referring to the men's "pulps." They are interested, as one can verify if one takes a minute to peruse their covers at the local newsstand, in out-and-out sadism. This is generally portrayed by a Nazi colonel drawing blood from a bound and screaming girl.
Be that as it may, we will have to admit that the paid spanker is not nearly as prevalent as the amount of attention paid to her in the slacks would lead us to believe. Part of the reason might be that the increased interest in marital spanking and paddle clubs has provided an outlet for these urges. Perhaps the most valid reason, however, is simply the fact that the person who is forced to use a prostitute's services these days is simply not the same type of man who would likely be found engaging in spanking activities.
In addition, the familiarity which teenage girls have with the subject of sex in general and often with spanking in particular (all this as a result of the increased incidence of early sexual education in church, school, and home) makes them willing and acceptable partners in almost any type of sexual activity. It used to be that the "good" girl or woman was not allowed to enjoy sex or indulge in the more exotic tangents thereof. Their sole function was to provide, in a passive manner, enjoyment for the male. The prostitute was, therefore, often visited by the "happily" married man. Increased sexual understanding, plus the sexual equalization of the two sexes, has led to a decrease in the number of prostitutes and thus the relative decrease in the number of professional spankers.
We would have to include, before ending our discussion of the subject, a category of the professional spanker that again is the property of England. It has yet to catch on in this country, with some doubt as to whether it ever will. This that we refer to is the spanking night club act. Visitors to England from this country report that this sort of thing is most popular. An acted-out paddling initiation, for example, or a "schoolgirl" getting spanked on her bare bottom by an indignant "teacher." Here is a letter that was received this past summer from a graduate student on an exchange scholarship to Oxford: "I went with some friends to a few little bistros in the Soho district, pretty dreary places at that. (The beer is warm, as is the story). Most had the usual strippers that we have in our country although most stripped completely, which is only a rare occurrence yet in the USA. They could have spared us the suspense. However we did find two interesting and unusual places. In the first one they had, on stage, sort of a play school set up. A few desks, a blackboard, and a 'dunce' stool. The 'teacher' would ask some erotic and sexy questions of the so-called students. Upon receiving some idiotic answer she would summon the 'dunce' to the head of the room, whereupon the girl had to assume a position on her hands and knees perched on the stool. Most of the girls, were wearing black leotards and black net stockings under their skirts. With bottoms pointed toward the audience, skirts raised and head down, a few whacks with a cane were applied. I thought these would be more or less token swats, but they were quite loud and hard and it was obvious that the growing redness of the girls' bottoms couldn't be faked. I suppose the redness went away in time for the next show.
"This same procedure was followed with four or five other girls, in varying degree of undress revealed under t the skirts. Different implements were used each time that a new girl got it. We anticipated, somewhat hopefully I'll admit, that the last girl would have nothing on under her skirt and we were not at all disappointed. I must admit there was quite a bit of suspense as the black skirt was raised to reveal the bare bottom, and the action had the audience cheering madly. This time a paddle had been chosen and they had obviously saved the curviest and most voluptuous bottom until last. The teacher lost no time in applying the paddle to the unprotected buttocks and after about twenty swats the are a was pretty red. The smacks and the resultant cries were all timed to a drummer's beat, which greatly added to the eroticism and general excitement of the event.
"The other 'unusual' place featured a sorority initiation and there were plenty of highheeled boots and black leather outfits that the English love so much. The initiates were well-paddled and either they were very good actors or they underwent quite a fanny-whacking, because their tears and cries certainly seemed real. They wore white silk and lace panties during most of the 'initiating' but they were drawn up so tightly that they left the buttocks completely uncovered and only the sexual areas were hidden.
"We stayed for two shows, and what leads me to believe that the punishment was real is that there was a completely different group of initiates for the second show. True, the girls didn't seem to possess other talents than a very spankable bottom, and evidently the manager of the act felt that a new set of girls with lily-white bottoms was worth the expense. Somehow there was an exciting decadence about the whole thing, added greatly to, perhaps, by the fact that some of the girls were no longer young."
It is doubtful that these acts will, for a while anyway, be allowed in this country, either in night clubs or "strip joints." Not with the stringent rules and regulations that are imposed on "exotic" dancers. It is not possible to gauge what might be the extent of their popularity should this type of act be introduced in the USA.
We shall talk about this a little more in our
CHAPTER A Look At The Future Of Spanking. As for the professional spanker, whether or not she is an asset to society depends on the point of view. Certainly, she cannot be evaluated unless one can analyze to what extent her unique services are needed and desired. This is for the expert, the socio-psychiatrist, to determine, and as the whole spanking field opens for examination so, probably, will this particular area.
CHAPTER NINE-Pants and Paddles
A sex teen on every corner. Pants make the girl. The pants outline the buttocks. The buttocks are spanked. But are they real? Levis-the girl's wear the men's. Tight-levis day. The pants give pleasure.
The buttocks are clearly visible, with little left to the imagination. The indentation goes almost all the way up the derriere. The two pouting curves come down and two lines are drawn where buttock flows smoothly into leg. The pants are pulled up tight into the crotch, and there is a noticeable indentation. She has practiced a slightly sway-back posture; perfected it to where not only are the buttocks projected outward to accentuate them, but pants are pulled up tight right into the mouth of the vagina.
The pants, Western levis made for men, are belted low on the hips, and two inches of under-panties with elastic band can be sighted when she bends over to pick up her transistor radio from the ground. This motion tightens the pants to such a degree that a stress point is reached, and she has to stoop the rest of the way.
She stands up and the pants-legs, which grip her like a vise, make no move either way. The nondescript sweat shirt has ridden up. She pulls it down in back, making sure that it rests on the hips and does not cover them.
Rather impatient for the bus she is waiting for, she shifts her weight slowly from side to side. She makes an attempt to put a hand in a back pocket which would not accommodate a razor blade. She brushes her hand lightly over her bottom, checking the tightness of the levis from outside, and to make sure she hasn't split them bending over.
She likes the way they feel and the way those two boys turned around to check her from the rear as they walked by. She had her younger sister apply ten swats with her hairbrush, hard, before she put the pants on. That took care of the little wrinkle she had noticed last time she wore this particular pair. She finds the slight penetration of the pants at the crotch excites her.
She has about 12 pairs of pants that fit this way. With the lighter colored ones she wears a special pad. She has known of girls who have been ostracized because you could grasp a half-inch of cloth around their buttocks. She remembers the time she had to take about 100 swats on a pair of "baggy" capris to get them to the requisite tightness.
She sticks her nose in the air when the guy with the convertible offers her a ride but she is glad, secretly. She is just 14 years old. Finally the bus comes and, as the doors open, she leaps up on the first step because that is the only way that her constricting pants will allow her to make it. The last thing seen is her butt moving animatedly from side to side as she waits for her change from the driver.
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Something from a movie? Doubtful. It probably couldn't get by the censor's office. But anyone who lives in a city, town, or hamlet of over 200 population knows full well that the girl, if not the bus, is a usual sight.
Mothers worry as they watch their husbands disappear out the front door with the baby sitter to drive her home, wondering if she will keep her sexy little ass on her own side of the car, especially with George having had maybe one too many. Principals take a look down the corridor and call for a ban on tight pants, secretly wishing they could allow them. Mothers of 14-year-od boys whose voices still squeak view the girl neighbor, also 14, with suspicion as she leaves the house swinging her hips.
A spanking directly involves the buttocks. Applied elsewhere it is meaningless to the true devotee of this activity. The nationwide interest in the buttocks, particularly those of the female member of the species, and the interest in adult spanking has been increasing simultaneously. In the last twenty years there has been a gradual but significant switch in emphasis from the female breast to her bottom. The traditional image of woman in a tight sweater or blouse, projecting a picture of two well-formed and supposedly real bosoms and wearing a formless skirt, is fast fading. Now she wraps her bottom in tight skirt or pants and makes sure her waist is clearly defined. This is a requisite for the "buttocks" image, as it must be clearly shown where her fanny ends and her lower back begins. Although the above-the-waist area is not entirely flat, it is more or less casually dismissed.
This has been of a distinct advantage to the majority of the female sex, as only about a statistical one-third are satisfied with their cleavage. With the exception of relatively new and very expensive medical treatments, not much can be done to physically alter her appearance in this area and give each woman the desired measurements which were so important at one time. However, the size of the buttocks may be controlled by diet and exercise.
Even if the buttocks are on the diminutive side, women have discovered-and this is purported to be one of the reasons for increased interest in the buttocks-a small bottom can be just as visually devastating as a large one if wrapped tightly.
There do appear, from time to time, advertisements for false or padded bottoms. One such device, called the Living End, simply lifts up the buttocks. Others are a little more complicated and artificial. It should be noted that these devices do not have the backing nor the prestige that padded bras enjoy. One prominent department store that we called to inquire about this subject stated "flatly" that women did not buy these bottom-padding contrivances when they had stocked them a couple of years ago and that there was not nearly the call for them as there is for "falsies." The store's department head that we talked to suggested that probably the biggest sales for this undergarment came through the Romance or Confession magazines where most of their advertising is concentrated and that the majority of buyers were girls who wanted to look older and would, in all probability develop in that area sufficiently in time.
Whereas we used to see movie ads of Jane Russell, profiled and showing off a top measurement of 42, we now have Jane Fonda displaying a nicely sculptured set of buttocks encased in a pair of Western levis toward the viewer.
A Texas manufacturer, who deals only in women's pants, was recently quoted in a magazine article that "we were the first to discover that a girl's fanny is cute." Possibly the girls themselves discovered it first, however. It all may have started in the Western States.
Right after World War II the women of this particular geographical area noticed that a very nice effect was achieved when they pulled on their brother's or husband's levis to do work around the house or ranch or when they rode horseback. For the uninformed, levis (which is a registered trade mark) were invented by a manufacturer of the same name and is a variation of the blue jeans made so as to be very tight around the hips and crotch. Because they are measured for men's hips, which are smaller than women's, they are extremely tight when worn by a woman. The women of the West lacking a garment of this nature for hard ranch work, simply took to buying the men's version in spite of the snugness of the fit when stuffed into man-measured pants. There were, of course, women's jeans being manufactured but they were made of thin material and the big baggy bottoms were not appealing to a woman under the age of 40.
The young ranch girls began to buy them, too. They wore them to school and eventually to college, and the chicks from the city picked up the idea. There were problems, though. Buying men's levis to fit tightly across the hips meant the waist was too large and had to be shrunk in boiling water. The legs above the knees were tight-fitting but below the knee tended to be too large in accommodating men's larger calves. This gave a bell-bottom effect, which is "in" now but wasn't then. The lower legs had to be shrunk too.
The author remembers girls at the Western university he attended in the middle 1950's describing all the preparations involved in getting a pair of levis to fit skin-tight. For this reason the levis were washed rarely if at all. This is not as unclean as it sounds when it is remembered that they were worn, in these instances, for show and not for work, and the dark blue material did not stain easily. The old writer's cliche, "faded" blue jeans, was not the case here. They were not washed enough to fade and would certainly have lost their fit had they been immersed in water too often.
Now, however, the author's wife has no trouble purchasing levis to fit skin-tight without preparation. The manufacturers, within the last couple of years, have finally gotten the message and brought out a woman's variation of the men's levis with a tight yoke and tightened pant's legs. The zipper has replaced the four buttons that the women, and even the men, had to struggle with. (The girls, before the zipper, had to lie flat on their backs to manipulate the button flies that were difficult because of the fit and the stiffness of the denim material.) These new versions are pre-shrunk and can be washed after each wearing with the tiny amount of shrinking that takes place only adding to the pleasurable effect.
The author also remembers, from his high school days, that after the girls discovered this garment, they unofficially appointed one day of the week as "tight-levis day." The girls attempted to outdo each other in tightness of pants, and there were stories circulated regarding two-hour preparations (including trailing and buttoning), the practice of not wearing underpants so as not to disturb the natural line of the buttocks, and swats with paddles exchanged between friends to tighten up the area of prominence.
It is also remembered, with some regret, that after about year of this honored day a correlation (a favorite word of educators) was discovered between the wearing of tight levis and an increase in sexual activity among the students. Principals called for a ban on levis, in fact on female pants-wearing altogether. This is now in operation in almost all schools throughout the country at the secondary level. Paradoxically, the wave of student-instigated activities regarding freedoms has brought about a situation where pants on coeds are quite prevalent on the campus. And the popularity of levis has spread across the entire country.
The clear definition, visually, of the buttocks which comes about as a result of the wearing of tight pants has stimulated interest in spanking, especially in the categories of high school initiations, marital spankings, and teenage corporal punishment.
High school initiations, which had consisted for a long period of silly impositions such as eating "worms" (cold spaghetti) took a turn back to the English-oriented conception of paddling. This came about primarily because of the prominent display of the buttocks. A girl crawling through a paddle line wearing a skirt presents an obscure target at best; at worst she is not very stimulating visually, an important part of initiations. Since, for various reasons, most high school initiations take place in mixed company with both boys and girls paddling, bare-bottom spanking was not feasible. However, with jeans, a solution to the problem was achieved in that a tightly-clad girl was an excellent target for the paddle. To the advantage of the reluctant spankee was the fact that the thick material of the jeans afforded greater protection.
Teenagers who responded to a poll, said almost unanimously that they got spanked up to a much later age than their mothers had admitted they themselves were spanked. Most of them seemed to realize that the emphasis they placed on their bottoms gave their parents, particularly fathers,, ideas. A cute little derriere being waved around the house gives Dad an idea what to do when punishment is needed for a misbehaving daughter. The girls said they didn't object violently to spankings as. they preferred the temporary soreness to prolonged confiscations or confinements. A few even recognized that spanking dispeled the parental tensions that accompanied other types of punishments.
We havementioned that the most successful marital spanking is done in the environs of the bedroom, and is best accomplished with both husband and wife unclothed. However, in marital recreation spanking, tight pants of some sort were part of the costume nearly all of the time. Again, as with initiation spanking, it was the visual element that was important. The mood of the party, and the spanking games pursued in a recreational atmosphere, need the stimulation of the sight of the buttocks. This stimulation is especially necessary for the reason that in all but the most sophisticated of party games, body contact is not one of the required elements. Most groups, as discussed in
CHAPTER FIVE, stick to the paradox of "Spank, but don't touch!"
As most party-game paddling is done in the two initiation positions, either bent over or kneeling, it is obvious the females have to wear pants when they are the spankers, with the men crawling between their legs.
One party game which definitely requires the costume of pants is that of "riding", in which a woman sits astride her partner, who crawls on hands and knees while racing against other similarly situated couples.
Women admit, in discussing the tightness of pants, that the constant pressure from the stiff material of the inseam penetrating the vaginal opening is a source of pleasure. This pressure is greatly increased when she assumes a bent-over or crawling position. If the purpose of assuming this position is to receive a pleasure-paddling, the resultant warming of the buttocks, coupled with the excitement of the pressure at the front, creates a feeling which understandingly adds to the popularity of this particular pastime.
CHAPTER TEN-Spanking Literature
Where can you read about it? The pulps?. Pinups? Some letters that are for real. An interview. Look under the counter. Rather expensive.
Literature, both classic and current, regarding the subject of spanking is obtainable but not always easily so. The material ranges from the intellectual studies of Havelock Ellis and Kraft-Ebbing-usually as a thorough but unmistakable sub-heading in the
CHAPTER entitled Sadism-Masochism (where the spanking aficionado always insists that it should hot be), to the little magazines which can be bought "under the counter" in big-city newsstands.
Strangely, at least to those who appreciate this type of writing, spanking literature has the reputation of being neither out-and-out pornography nor yet respectable enough to go through the U.S. mails. The devotees of adult spanking decry this paradox, as they argue that spanking literature or spankology is harmless, and that the only result of censorship is to make the material expensive. They are resentful of the state of things that allows books containing the most lurid and provocative descriptions of the sex act to be sold on the open newsstand for 60 cents, while a book describing some adult spanking activities cost somewhere between $2.50 and $4.00.
There is some material for spankers making its way into the newsstand magazines at various prices. This usually takes the form of Letters to the Editor and appear in either the men's "pin-ups" or the "pulps" and confession magazines. Regarding the latter these concern, primarily, the spanking of teenagers-but there are references to marital and roommate spanking. Two magazines recently carried Letters to the Editor devoted entirely to spanking. These were semierotic and described "punishments" between several different spanker-spankee combinations. Each issue, published bi-monthly, usually contained one story in which a spanking was the climactic point. The recipients were always women, and sometimes the spankers were, too.
Most all the pin-up magazines have an occasional letter from a spanker, usually a wife-spanker, and a spanking story which takes the viewpoint that this is an activity not entirely red-blooded American.
But there are notable exceptions. Quoted herewith are some letters carried recently:
------------ "Your regular reports on wife-swapping and the readers' contributions on the subject of corporal punishment are of great interest to both my husband and myself. I believe we are both open-minded persons, and if practices like the onesmentioned take place in our society we should like to read about them. Nobody else seems to have the courage to bring these subjects to the eyes of the public.
"Neither my husband nor I participate in wife-swapping, though we don't disapprove. But a few years ago we were of the opinion that only the most perverted individuals would indulge in such behavior. Gradually we had to revise our conviction. What surprised us most was that mate-swapping does not necessarily lead to a deterioration of a marriage. If we were to believe the moral leaders, the latter would be the inevitable result of such practices.
"Now, the subject of corporal discipline enters our sphere of interest in a much more direct way. We have three children, a boy age 13 and two girls, 15 and 16-1/2 years old. I can say they are reasonably good kids, and my husband and I agreed long ago that our children should not be subjected to spankings. And this in spite of the fact that both of us were not spared many a good tanning when we were of school age. Today I'm still convinced that small children need not be spanked. There are so many others ways to impress good behavior on them. And many parents may never find it necessary to resort to corporal discipline at all.
"But this was not the case with our youngsters. More than a year ago our boy teamed up with his buddies and they roamed around, looking for "fun." They found nothing smarter to do than to smash a good half-dozen windows of an almost finished housing project. The police were called in and the incident caused us a great deal of embarrassment and grief. We are aware that young boys will now and then commit some stupid misdeed, but this was definitely worse than the usual "kid stuff." In addition, the boys tried to lie themselves out of the situation.
"It was then my husband and I changed our minds about not spanking our children. After things were finally set to order with the authorities and the property owner, my husband took a trip to the basement with our son. We keep a small supply of bamboo rods in the basement, the kind of thing used to support flowers and pot plants. My husband took one of these rods and after a stern lecture came to the main point of the session. It must have lasted several minutes. After it was over, it took the boy at least a half hour to reappear from the basement. When he finally showed up, with a red face, he hardly took an eye off the floor for a long while.
"We naturally did not expect him to run into the same kind of trouble again, but what surprised us was the way the boy improved with his behavior in general. Evidently, he did not at all relish the prospect of another caning. He managed well to stay out of trouble and has had to be put across his father's lap only very few times since.
"Unfortunately the two girls were only briefly impressed by the new turn of events and were really a lot worse-behaved than their brother. He eventually complained that we were partial, and would let the girls get away with things that would net him a tanning. We tried to discourage his fresh remarks, but had to admit secretly that he was right. Gradually it also appeared that the two started to take advantage of a situation that seemed to privilege them.
"However, my husband was not keen to take his daughters over his knee; he felt they were too old for that. Since I used to get spanked by my father, I know how embarrassing such a situation is and did not want to force the issue.
"Things turned out real bad about 10 months ago when our eldest girl started to run with a rather undesirable crowd. Unfortunately such crowds crop up even in better neighborhoods. Not only did she become quite unmanageable at home, but she was in danger of losing her reputation. We pleaded with her, withdrew privileges and whatnot, but the desire to be popular is so great with a girl her age that she turned completely blind to the damaging consequences.
"One day I had to take stock of the situation and find some way to change my daughter's conduct. Although the idea of letting her have a spanking did not appeal to me, I finally decided for one, even if I had to do it myself.
"The same evening I fetched the bamboo cane and led my daughter to her bedroom. I was determined to make the punishment impressive and from my own experience I know that nothing is more impressive than a spanking that hits the bare seat. After landing her backside-up on the bed I removed all protective clothing from her bottom, reached for the cane and started to apply it. At first I spanked only hesitantly, the situation was too new and unfamiliar to me.
"When my daughter started to use foul language against me, I became angry enough to put the necessary vigor into the act. She surely started to scream and kick, but I didn't slow down and continued on till she screamed that she wanted to obey in the future. I felt greatly relieved when she made that promise. When I joined my husband in the living room he remarked that it certainly sounded like a thorough walloping. Well, that it certainly was. Neither the girl's loud hollering, nor the condition of her fanny left any doubt about it.
"Our initial fears that the punishment might have no effect turned out to be wrong. The girl not only eased out from the crowd, but became also much nicer in every respect. Compared with the endless efforts to appeal to our daughter's better judgment, the caning I gave her appeared to be a very simple and swift way to straighten her out. I can't help feeling new and deeper respect for the text of the Bible, which says that sparing the rod will spoil the children. Maybe we ought to read the Bible more often and rely on its deep wisdom.
"No matter how many plants and flowers may need the support of rods one of them will always remain handy for disciplinary purposes in our house. Neither my husband nor I will hesitate any more to use it whenever one of our children deserves a hard-hitting lesson. I'm happy to say that today the need for one comes up very infrequently. It is quite clear that a bottom warming is not to their liking.
"Looking back, I remember that the pain of my parents' punishments made me feel the same way. In spite of it, I was not able to avoid a tanning, every now and then in my later teens, and I was well past my eighteenth birthday when I received my last paddling from Mom.
"Old-fashioned as it may be, and in spite of the fact that the practice may be put to bad use by some people, both my husband and I feel it's good and correct to rely on it in the upbringing of our youngsters. I know many parents will disagree. However, if I look around and study the way their kids behave, I cannot convince myself that their methods of education should be preferred."
Mrs. H.B. Illinois.
------------ Another letter was written by W.B. of New Jersey:
------------ "I always believed that while those old-fashioned spankings might be all right for devil-may-care girls, they would have terrible effects on the shy, modest type of girls. Well I was wrong and I want to tell you a true story about it.
"A few months ago, our pretty niece of seventeen came to live with us. She had had a terrible home life. Her father ran away with another woman and my wife's sister had taken to heavy drinking. Our poor little niece, Alice, did every chore in the house, but her mother seemed to hate her. When my sister-in-law passed away, we were glad of the chance to raise this sweet child.
"Alice was happy with us from the very beginning but there was one hitch that worried me. My wife is a good woman but she can be very stern at times. She has always been an advocate of the strap for setting kids straight, be they big or little. Asmentioned before, Alice is one of those shy, quiet young ladies and I was afraid that a spanking would break her heart. As I expected, the showdown came a few weeks ago when she displeased the wife.
"The young lady was informed that in addition to love she would also be disciplined just like our own daughter would. Then my wife said, 'Go to your room and when I come in with the strap I'll expect to find you face-down across the bed with your skirt up and your panties down.' Blushing like mad and with head down, the girl marched to her room, followed shortly after by my wife with a wicked-looking strap in her hand. To make a long story short, Alice really got a hot one. The door was slightly ajar, so I plainly heard the smacks of that strap on the bare skin along with the scolding and the youngster's yips of pain. Before it was over, Alice was sobbing and promising over and over to be real good in the future.
"I had resolved to speak to my wife about this punishment being entirely too harsh for the girl. However, later that evening I asked my pretty young niece about her first encounter with the strap and to my surprise her only worry was that her aunt was still angry with her. I called my wife in from the kitchen and explained about Alice's concern.
"My wife was really touched by this. She put her arms around Alice saying, "You paid the price for your naughtiness so of course the whole thing is to be forgotten.' Then she added 'Until the next time you displease me I' "Since that time Alice hasmentioned on several occasions that she now feels just like our own daughter. Once, she even confided to me that some of her friends are spanked like that by their fathers and she wondered if I ever intended to spank her myself. I just laughed it off-but who knows, maybe some day I will."
------------ In some magazine "interview's" a model poses for cheesecake photos, then reveals she was spanked as a child and well into her teens. She describes, somewhat vividly, the process by which she was punished. Here is an interview so described:....
------------ "When we got to be about 14 we wanted something a little jazzier, so we started a secret club with oaths and codes and all that stuff. It wasn't a street gang. It wasn't a sorority either. We weren't middle class enough for that.
"Actually, it was sort of uplifting. I mean there were rules and you had to obey them or the club would punish you. There was a big wooden paddle and if you really goofed, you'd be sentenced to five swats with it. Or more.
"Well, to make a long story short but painful, I was sentenced to two smacks of the paddle by each girl present, which was eight besides me. I tried to be as brave as possible. I lifted my skirts and assumed the usual angle-bending over with my knees and my seat sticking out, with only thin little panties for protection. Wowie! By the time they'd given me six swats I felt like I was on fire. I was really bawling when they got through. And I didn't get much sympathy either. They told me they were sorry, but I'd deserved it.
"And the real payoff almost came than evening when I took the report card that I'd gotten two Fs on. My mother took one look at it and said "What you need, young lady, is a good spanking " I was good and sore, I can tell you."
------------ This magazine's emphasis on spanking began about 1957 when it printed an article about a couple that enjoyed "boxing" with each other. In the course of the article, masochism was introduced and spanking wasmentioned. The resultant flood of letters was much more concerned with spanking and spankers than with boxing. The interest in spanking activities displayed by the readers evidently greatly impressed the editor and one can find interesting reader viewpoints each month. Significantly, the magazine upped its yearly output from six issues to ten a year.
Another magazine getting into the big-city market contains articles on spanking of the teasing variety, i.e. the subject is discussed but not really described. However, the publication, as do so many books which attempt to deal with the subject, mixes in a large dose of sadism and masochism, and the latest issue featured pictures from a movie depicting bloody whippings across a bare back.
This kind of thing merely irritates the true spanking devotee, as it has little to do with spanking as he understands it.
There are numerous books on the newsstand which skirt the subject, but an interested reader has to look hard to find anything comprehensive on the spanking subject. As with the weightier intellectual studies, these quasi-textbooks are generally on broader topics with such tides as Sadism and Masochism or Sexual Perversions and the Law. The subject of spanking is usually dismissed in a couple of paragraphs.
Looking "under the counter" reveals a wealth of material both descriptive and visual in nature. Generally this material is put out in good taste, especially regarding the photographs. The price of these little books range from $2.00 on up to a-round $6.00. In about 50% of these books neither publisher, printer, nor author are identified, and where some of them come from remains a mystery. Some, and it must be noted the best, are identified and usually have addresses either in New York or California.
One periodical, a magazine-like publication entitled Fantasia ("come with us into the world of the unknown, the fantastic") went for $1.50 and was published on a sporadic schedule. Best proof of this was that many of the letters (it was primarily a reader-contributed magazine) written to the editor were inquiries as to what had taken so long with getting this issue out as it had been months since the last.
The publication featured an editorial column explaining why it had taken so long to produce the issue-the primary reason being censorship and having to flee at midnight to a new location somewhere in Southern California. The magazine contained numerous photos and illustrations, some posed and some reader-sent, several articles (including an exasperating number on censorship) and a small supply of ads. However, as it is the case with many of these projects, the editor strove to please all the fetishists. While spankers were at the top of the list, there was much material on the clothing fetishes such as highheeled boots, corsets and rubber garments, quite a bit for transvestites, and even something for the homosexual.
Since psychologists state that a devotee of one fetish rarely understands another, perhaps this contributed to the demise of the magazine after about 22 issues. Incidentally there is a publication entitled Bound, for the bondage devotees which has quite a lengthy history. Wemention this as proof that sticking to one area of activity might be a key to success.
There came out in the summer of 1965 a magazine called Spanker's Monthly. Its cost is $3.00 and it is an under-the-counter publication. (It should be added that all these publications are available though the mails but they must be sent First Class to avoid perusal by the postal authorities. This new entry into the field contains several reader-contributed articles of varying quality entitled I Am A Spanked Husband, By All Means-Spank, Spanking Diary, etc. It is published in San Diego. This publication contains a large classified ads section. Samples:
------------ "Upstate New York. Man, interested in spanking, bondage, restraint would like to write or meet females under 40 with like interests. Will be dominant or submissive, exchange photos".
New York City single gentleman, 34 years, refined, wishes to correspond/meet with ladies who view spanking in moderation, actively or passively, as an enjoyable stimulating experience. Prompt reply and utmost discretion assured."
------------ The publisher will send a particular advertiser your name and address for the price of $1 per name or three names for $2. In addition, they will take your advertisement for $5, which includes a free copy of the issue that your ad appears in. The magazine itself should please spankers as it is devoted entirely to that subject, with the exception of a slight diversion into transvestism with the discussion of men who like to be spanked wearing women's hose and panties.
The same publisher puts out many of the "spanking books." These sell for $4 each or 3 for $10. The main attraction appears to be the posed photos, as the accompanying stories are rather pedestrian. Most of the photos are female-female combinations regarding spanker-spankee relationships and some are advertised as "bare-bottom" publications (which they indeed are). The male-female relationships are always photographed with the male clothed and the female partially unclothed, usually receiving her punishment on a pair of panties. Representative titles are Paddle Pranks' at Hairbrush Heaven, Paddled Pantie Raider, Blackmail Spanking, Sunday Spankers, etc.
When these are purchased in book stores or magazine "exchanges" they are always wrapped either in cellophane or clear plastic and only a provocative cover may be seen. This is obviously to discourage people from "thumbing" through the magazines without buying. In some instances, the cover is much better than the book contents. Most stores allow you to look at covers at will, with the exception of the shops along 42nd Street in New York City, where burly clerks circulate throughout the store keeping people moving and admonishing people to buy, not to look. However, the author was informed in one of these New York shops, while doing research for this book, that you can return a book and apply 40% of its value on another one, if it is still in good enough condition to be resold as "new." There don't seem to be any used books in this field.
Many of these types of publications, and it must be said they are among the most provocative, are reprints from late 19th century English publications. In fact, the English are generally credited with having "invented" adult spanking, and it is in England that most of the professional and institutional spanking is done. Readers who are interested in detailed, prolonged, and lurid spankings seek out the English publications.
As far as contemporary American writings on this subject, it is axiomatic that the "best" stories are not contained in the books that have the "best" photos and illustrations. The most detailed and descriptive spanking story that the author can recall was one innocuously entitled Nightmares In Nylons and contained simple pictures of the pin-up variety posed by a single brunette. However, it contained 20,000 of the most hairraising stories regarding events in a spanking "institution", and vividly portrayed relationships between tight riding breeches and woolen underpanties and spanking, discussing in great detail the effect upon spanker and spankee as these garments were slowly removed.
Strangely enough, and this has perplexed the author both in Denver and New York book shops, the "dust collectors" of this category of activity seem to be the hard-cover books. There seem to be about 25 of these editions, and they all have copyright dates from about the middle 1950's. They are priced rather cheaply and do not sell well at all. They are devoted to spanking in a crude, primitive, animalistic way with a pseudo-exciting type of dialogue. Samples:
------------ "He got me over his lap! The spanks started raining on my ass I" Whack, whack, whack!
"It felt good to have my butt spanked like that I" Smack, smack, smack!
"The buttocks were really heating up!"
Whack, whack, whack, whack, whack!
"The bottom had started to swell!"
Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank!!
"They were really swelling. He switched to a paddle!"
Whack!!!! Whack!!!! Whack!!!!
------------ Other dust collectors in shops, always displayed with the prurient literature, for some reason, are the authentic textbooks dealing with perversions or psychological aspects of deviations. Not only do they seem out of place, but they are also unpopular because of their great expense. Their highly technical descriptions tend to be more academic than lurid.
It has been observed that spankology is becoming more and more respectable. Perhaps a parallel can be drawn between this and the fact that tight, highheeled boots, once a property of the fetish magazines, can be seen on any city street.
And as with the young lady displaying her charms in tight pants, high boots, and stiletto heels, the display of spankology in the home implies a certain "availability", or at least an unofficial invitation to discuss the subject.
There is speculation among purchasers of spanking material that the hue and cry raised by the publishers regarding censorship is overdone.
Be that as it may, it is conceded by the publishers and sellers of this material that the relaxing of stringent rules and regulations in all phases of society is eventually going to effect spanking literature, and that the material will be available much more abundantly and cheaply.
CHAPTER ELEVEN-Case History: A Spanking Bridge Club!
They get spanked when they lose. They spank pretty hard, too. Eight of the club members are interviewed.
The bridge club which includes spanking can in some ways be compared to party-game activities-with the exception that the paddling that takes place at the end of a session of bridge can definitely not be construed as sexual in nature, with perhaps the exception that the after-effects of the activity might result in stimulation to normal sexual relations. While not as numerous as the party-game clubs, the women's bridge club where spankings are given to the losers, are becoming popular primarily through the publicizing of this type of group in the women's and confession magazines.
The procedure of each meeting is simple enough. The clubs have between 12 and 24 members, each table having four players. The particular group that we have chosen for a close look has 16 members. The meetings usually begin in the early afternoon and last from two to three hours. The last half-hour is devoted to carrying out the punishments. In defense to the fact that eleven of the 16 members do belong to Saturday night paddle clubs, the meetings are scheduled in the middle of the week, usually on Wednesdays. Therefore the losers have time to recover from their paddlings by the time the Saturday session comes around.
The afternoon quota is played and the points are tallied up. The woman with the lowest number of points at each table is subject to an over-the-lap spanking from the other three who have been playing with her on that particular afternoon. Therefore, in our chosen "study" group, there are four women being paddled at the end of each afternoon's session. These spankings are carried out simultaneously, although all four take place in the living room with various pieces of furniture being brought into use.
Although we were not, of course, invited to a meeting of the club (no husbands allowed, either) we were, for the purposes of this book, granted the opportunity to interview each member of this club. We took along a tape recorder and have related some of the conversations including a little background of each member: Betty J.-"I joined the group over a year ago, just after moving here from Chicago. My husband is an insurance salesman. One of my neighbors, Evelyn, told me about the club. I like bridge, although I am not a very good player. However, the whole idea fascinated me. I had had a good deal of experience with spankings, mostly on the receiving end. Mom and Dad had been pretty strict about my upbringing and I was literally spanked until the day before I was married, which was at 19. Dad never spared the paddle and I had gotten a good one about once a month all through high school. I remember that the rubber was practically worn off the ping-pong paddle that he used on me. But I sure preferred the paddlings to some of the punishments that my girl friends got.
"Like I said, I am not too good a player and I lose a lot. So it is over the other girls' laps for me most of the time. I must say that they sure don't give me any special consideration just because I get it more often than any other member. You'd think they would, but the swats are just as hard each time. Anyway, it's getting to be a joke about how often I am spanked at meetings and there is a great deal of congratulating going on when I manage to make it all the way through an afternoon without winding up low' girl. Sure, I've thought sometimes about quitting the club, but by the time the soreness is gone I've forgotten about it and I am already looking forward to next week's meeting. Not because of the spankings. It's just that the girls are a great bunch and I would miss them terribly if we had to move or something. No, Bill and I don't belong to a Saturday night paddle club. I don't think that my bottom could take two spanking sessions a week. I realize that party-game whackings aren't as hard as we do it at bridge club, but I still wouldn't be ready for them."
Evelyn B.-"I'm Betty's neighbor. I suppose she told you I'm the one that got her started in our little group. Poor girl! I don't see how she can take so many losings and still be so cheerful! Myself, I'll have to admit I'm a pretty fair player. Not nearly as good as Geraldine; I lose once in a while. When I do, I submit to the inevitable but I'll tell you I'd rather win than lose. In other words, I'd rather be dishing out the punishment than taking it.
"When I do get it, I really feel it. Maybe it's because I haven't had the experience with paddlings that some of the other girls have. I don't think I ever had my fanny whacked before joining the club. Not since I was a little girl anyway. The first time I lost I bawled just like a baby and insisted that the other three were trying to get even with me just for being such a good player. We get a limited number of swats, ten from each of the other three, but I was sure that my swats were harder than the other girls were getting. I know better, now. Anyway, that first time I'm afraid I wasn't a very good sport, and I left in sort of a huff threatening to quit. But I took my bruised bottom home and thought it over. I called up Mary, the club president, the next day and apologized. She was real understanding and told me not to worry, as that was a natural reaction to the first paddling.
"Anyway, the next time we played I won, as usual. Out of memories of my recent experience with the paddle I eased up on Barb, the girl who happened to lose that day at our table. The other girls that were watching Barb get it noticed what I was doing right away and they stopped me.
They reminded me that the whole purpose of the club would be lost if the hardness of the swats weren't kept up to a certain standard. Even Barb turned her head and told me not to be afraid to lay it on her. I finished my allotted ten, really making Barb's buttocks bounce. That made everybody happy except Barb maybe, but she patted my arm as she rolled off my lap. The next time I lost it wasn't so hard to take. It's just getting used to it, I guess."
Barbara A.-"Yes, I do remember the time after Evelyn had been spanked and I was over her lap. Those first three or four swats that she gave me wouldn't have killed a fly. The girls are required to swat so it will be remembered. That way there will be a good deal of tension and excitement during the afternoon's game. That is the whole purpose of the spanking, to do away with the 'it doesn't matter if I lose, it's really not so bad' attitude. That is why we insist that a good fanny-whacking be administered.
"It doesn't matter whether the girls holler or not, some even cry every time. But we have had only one member quit because she couldn't take the spankings. Hers was an unfortunate case, anyway. She got spanked so often by her husband that she was always taking her loser's swats on an already bruised bottom. As we couldn't ease up on her just because of that, she had to quit the club. Some of the girls were a little relieved, as they really didn't enjoy paddling a bruised bottom. They like to put the bruises on themselves. I'm only kidding, we don't spank that hard."
Geraldine F.-"I hold a rather unique record in the club. I've been a member for two years and I have not been the loser yet. That may seem like a lot of good luck, but actually I had done a lot of professional tournament playing and most of the girls play as something of a hobby. I'll admit I've had some close calls. I've been near some times. But I play to win. No, I wouldn't mind losing. That is, I wouldn't mind getting spanked. It would bruise my ego to lose, more than my bottom. Sure, I know that the girls are looking forward to the day when I'll lose. They're always kidding me about the time when it will be my turn; usually theymention this just when they are getting up off my lap. But, honesty, they paddle so hard anyway that I don't see how it would be possible for them to paddle me any harder were it my turn. I know I wield the wood as hard as I can. Of course, I'm not the strongest girl in the club, either.
"How do I know I could take the paddling? I took some pretty rough ones when I was in college. That was back in the prewar days when there was a lot of sorority paddling. I guess they don't do it as much any more. I had this 'big sister'-you know, the active who is supposed to guide you while you are a pledge. She guided me, all right. Right over her lap, most of the time. It wasn't until I was sophomore and an active that I took Psychology 101 and realized that the word 'sadistic' was in the English language. That was Elbe, all right. Just downright mean. I got as many as three spankings a day from her for about six months. Sometimes I felt that I had spent the entire day either perched on her knees or bent over grasping my ankles. Yes, when I was bending over, holding on to my ankles, my skirt would be up over my head and my panties down around where my hands were. Ellie had a strong right arm and thought nothing of applying the paddle for a solid ten minutes.
"She always had this strange smile on her face when she was giving the spanking, and even then I thought something must be a little wrong with her. I know that some of the other actives spoke to her about it. I overheard her telling them to mind their own business. Elbe was vice president of the
CHAPTER and could get away with that. But I noticed that the actives always looked apologetic around me when we were in the shower room and they could see the results of Ellie's viciousness. I think the worst thing she ever did to me was to spank me good and hard the day before the initiation. I went down the next evening dressed in the required tight pants that we were supposed to wear, with a pair of sore and aching buttocks. I must admit, though, that the other girls who were initiating us (sure, we were paddled) took it easy on me.
"I wondered if Elbe would, too, and of course she didn't. As I was crawling though her legs I realized that this was the first time I had received a paddling from Elbe with my bottom covered. She really whaled away at my tightly-packed buttocks and I thought to myself she was probably real sorry at having to say goodbye to her favorite fanny. No, we never became very good friends after I became an active. She hardly ever spoke to me after the initiation."
Mary T.-"I'm the club's president. At least I am right now; we only serve for three months. I've been a member for over three years and about half of the sixteen girls are still with us, the rest have moved away at one time or another. I was a member of the group before we began to use spanking. The idea came about as a result of a business meeting that we had one day. One of the members suggested the proceedings were getting a little dull and ought to be livened up somewhat. Her original suggestion had nothing to do with spanking; she thought that we ought to play for money, small change or something. Not too many of the members thought very much of this. Not that they themselves would have minded, but they knew their husbands wouldn't approve.
"We didn't decide anything that day; suggestions were to be made at the next meeting. By coincidence, two members of the club brought the same issue of one of those confession magazines, something with romance in the tide, to the following meeting. They had a column in the magazine, a letters-to-theeditor type of thing. All of the letters were concerned with the subject of spanking in various aspects.
"One of the letters described bridge club spanking, and we decided to give it a try. We decided to go about it this way: the next meeting, all of us would come prepared to be spanked. We would wear no girdles, just a garter belt and step-ins. Lucille, who was the treasurer at that time, was selected as the one who would buy a paddle.
"Well, the next meeting Lucille brought three different kinds. A rubber ball and paddle, with the ball removed naturally; a ping pong paddle; and a sorority paddle that Lucille had borrowed from a friend. We decided we would all give and receive three swats with each paddle and over each other's laps we went. When we had accomplished this hilarious deed we took a vote on the type of paddle that we would use. We pretty much agreed on the results. The child's game-paddle was too flimsy and not big enough to cover those who had somewhat larger buttocks. The ping pong paddle was bigger and heavier but it left strange and peculiar marks on the skin of our bottoms from the rubber cover. We decided that if we were going to paddle bottoms seriously, then we should use a paddle made for the express purpose of giving a well-remembered spanking. We chose the sorority implement.
"We decided to order them in lots from the same supply houses that provides sororities and fraternities with theirs. We have several extra paddles and sell one to each new member that joins us. No, a member never wants to sell her paddle if she moves away. It has much sentimental attachment and part of the going away ceremony of a departing member is to receive one final swat from each member, then the member signs the paddle with a wood burning instrument that we bought for the purpose.
"We decided right away that all paddling after losing was to be done on the bare bottom. We don't even relent when a member is having her period. Naturally, she is free to wear any kind of sanitary pad she wishes. We arrived at the figure of ten swats from each of the other three girls at the table as being not too few to be felt for a time, but not so many as to appear brutal. A great deal of redness can occur after thirty swats, but it would take at least twice than many to bruise the area. We have found that several are subject to welts after the thirty swats, but very few members ever get a blister.
"One girl, I remember, was especially prone to blisters. There are never black and blue marks, or any resultant yellow ones. If there were, I think we would have agreed to cut down on the number of swats. But the great thing about the female buttocks is its ability to recover swiftly from a terrific beating. Our primary goal is a bright red bottom which will 'hold' its color for about three or four hours. But all results should have disappeared by the next morning.
"We are pretty happy with the spanking arrangement; it certainly has added a lot of spice to the afternoon."
Ethel C.-"I'm in charge of membership, which is a pretty important job when you consider we have to have exactly 16 players to function properly and, considering the spankings, we have to be a little more selective than most bridge clubs are. We actually carry 18 members. The two extra attend each meeting, help serve refresliments, and fill in if a member is sick. They get to spank or are spanked only if they play, of course. I guess you could call these two 'pledges.' They are usually the youngest members, just-married housewives, for example. When a member leaves permanently, the next in line of these two takes her place and we draw a new member from our small waiting list.
"We are not real fussy about a new member's bridge technique. However, they must know how to play, as we haven't time nor inclination to teach them. More important, she has to be 'aware' of the consequences if she loses. By that I don't mean just knowing what will happen; she has to have experienced it. So we give all prospective members what I guess you might call an 'initiation' paddling. All members draw slips of papers and the three with an x on the paper get to spank the new initiate. All members are watching closely. This usually isn't the case, incidentally, during the actual loser's sessions. Remember that there are four spanking going on at the same time and there is a great deal of laughter, shouting, crying, and confusion.
"New members must be between 21 and 35.
We might take an older woman if she has had experience in paddle clubs before; it would depend on the person. Some of our present members are up in their middle 40's. We just simply don't let fat woman ever get even to the point of being initiated. All of us members pride ourselves on our excellent shapes and we would not want to spank an obese pair of buttocks. Most of our new members have had experience with many different types of spankings and are not particularly embarrassed at the thought of receiving a bare-bottom one from the other members. All of us check closely the reactions to the thirty 'initiation' swats. Too much embarrassment or too much pain and we would suggest the new girls didn't join.
"Just so everything will be equal, and all aspects of this activity can be checked-we have the initiate place ten swats on the bottoms, bare as always, of each of the three members who spanked her. If she hasn't spanked the first one up to our standards, out of timidity perhaps, then she is given a little instruction before applying the paddle to the second member. These instructions vary. Sometimes a girl will not have done much spanking even though she has received quite a few, and her knowledge of the paddle will have been mostly as recipient. She might not know where to grip with her left hand, where to aim the swats or-and this is most often where she needs help-how hard to spank. Most give rather mousy spankings on the first subject and, if this is the case, she is subjected to a strong reminder and stress is put upon the fact that she should be meting out serious punishment and not a series of love taps.
"If the second series of swats are still not hard enough she is ordered to spank as hard as she can on the third member's bottom. This usually accomplishes the desired effect and almost always the initiate gets something of a thrill out of it, especially if her spankee is a number of years older than she is.
"The initiate is then sent home and we members vote on her and let her know the results by a letter. It is usually always a 'yes' and if it is a negative answer the reasons are simply that she would not spank hard enough and that she endured too much pain and embarrassment at her own receiving of the spanking. We usually do this initiating as the beginning of the meeting, so that the three spanked members will be ready by the afternoon's end to receive their rewards if they happen to be the losers. Remember that they have had only ten swats each, not the thirty that they will be subjected to if they lose.
"If the initiate is accepted, she joins us at the next meeting in the roll of refresliment server and "fill-in' substitute. Sometimes she has to wait as long as six months before a member moves. That is why we keep such a small waiting list. In fact, I prefer to wait until we have a vacancy before looking for a new fill-in."
Jonnie P.-"I'm the next to the newest member. In other words when someone moves away or leaves the group then I'll get to play regularly. Actually, I've gotten to play quite a bit this last summer what with members going on vacations. I really enjoy it. I had heard about the club and I asked one of the members about it. That was over a year ago. About six months later I was invited to 'try out.' I passed with flying colors; I don't embarrass easily and I had a lot of paddling experience at home and in high school. I'm a pretty fair bridge player and I've gotten to spank more than I've gotten spanked myself. I'm only twenty-two and I'll have to admit that I play extra hard when I am playing with some of the older members. I get a kick out of spanking someone like Bobbie or Cathy, who are almost 40 years old. I don't know why, but when I have someone older than myself over my lap and I am allowed to pull down their panties and redden their buttocks with the paddle, well it is just a thrill for me. I always try hard to get the most points because, the way the club works, the one with the most points gets to spank first. I like being the one to turn their bottom from white to pink, or even darker, if I can do it in the number of swats allowed.
"I've never told too many people, but I used to spank Mom. We had this arrangement that, no matter who had been bad, we gave each other a paddling every Thursday night. A paddling, sometimes. We hand-spanked quite a bit. Dad was out bowling every Thursday and I really don't know whether he knew I spanked Mom. He did know, however, that Mom spanked me, and he even did it himself occasionally when he was good and mad. Mom was pretty much the one that I received most of my spanking from, and I talked her into letting me whack her when I was just 13. Mom evidently got a big kick out of it because she laughed pretty wildly at the beginning of all her spankings, although by the end I had her begging for me to stop.
"Mom and I never bothered to count the number of smacks. Sometimes it's sort of frustrating here at bridge club meetings because you have just ten swats to do your bit in. With Mom I could just sort of get carried away and I got her whole bottom area red, too. Here they prefer that you just stick to spanking the buttocks. I guess this system is really the best way, though, because it stabilizes the spankings and makes them more even. With Mom and myself, sometimes you couldn't tell, and hour later, that we had even been spanked, and yet sometimes we both went around rubbing the seat of our blue jeans for a couple of days."
Cathy J.-"I guess that you could say I'm the oldest member of the club, although I hate to admit it and don't you think you're going to get my exact age. Anyway, I was a member when Mary and the other girls thought up the idea. I didn't really approve at first. Not because I didn't approve of, or enjoy spanking. I always have. In fact, my husband and I were members at that time of one of the first paddle clubs in this area. But that was one of the reasons. I thought that spanking was something that should be done-at least as far as adults are concerned-between the sexes. You know, men spanking women, women spanking men, etc. However, I went along with it and I must say I do enjoy it now. It's a different kind of feeling, of course, than when I spank a man's bottom. We are more serious here, at least about the results.
"The spankings themselves are a bundle of laughs. But in party-game or paddle club spanking, the idea is not so much to punish the buttocks but to have fun. The fanny gets sore as a result of the fun. Here the main purpose of the idea is to get the loser's fanny sore. We really whack, and there is a lot of good old punishment sustained.
"I don't really know, actually, if a woman my age could take the spankings we dish out if she hadn't had quite a bit of experience with the subject before. I don't really think she could. My spankings started out from my father at a very early age. I doubt that there's been a month since I was a child that I haven't gotten at least one. Except late pregnancy months, of course. I have four children. Anyway, we spanked in high school whenever we could think of an excuse for an initiation and we paddled a great deal in my sorority
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"We paddled so much that I'm afraid our
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CHAPTER and I must have whacked well over two hundred bottoms during my college career; not all of them female, I might add. My husband started spanking me when we got pinned my junior year. He figured a Spanking Sister should be used to it, I guess. Anyway, we had and still have a very satisfactory spanking relationship. It perks up a sex life that should, so they say, have slowed down long before this.
"I've noticed that some of the youngsters in the group get quite a kick when they get to spank me. I tell myself, perhaps not very modesty, that maybe it's because they hope to have as shapely a pair of buttocks as I do when they get to be my age. I honesty believe that all this spanking activity has helped to keep my hips nice and firm. At least my husband still thinks I look great in capri pants, which is something most women in their forties don't always do.
"I'll stay with the two clubs, the bridge and the party clubs, for a couple of years anyway. My husband and I have always said that if you can feel it the next day that's all right but if you can still feel it the day after that then it will be time to quit. So far, the bottom is sore only until the middle of the next day, even if I am a little stiff the next morning; so I'm still in pretty good shape."
Bobbie E.-"I enjoy the group and the club meetings. My only complaint is that I would, frankly, enjoy some group spanking where men were involved, but I just don't get the opportunity. I have been trying to tell the other members that we should get up a mixed bridge group that would meet, say, in the evenings. They just laugh and say it wouldn't work out. Why don't I join a paddle club? Because I'm not married, that's why. The other members keep after me to get married and are always trying to line me up with cousins or uncles, but the right man just hasn't come along. The paddle clubs around here, and probably in most places, are strictly for married couples only. Not that I don't think the men wouldn't welcome me; it's the wives that wouldn't approve. I can't really say I blame them. I'm a night club hostess, which is how come I have afternoons free for bridge, and I get plenty of compliments on my bottom while I'm working. Plenty of physical compliments, that is, which usually come in the form of pinches on the fanny. No, neither the pinches or the spankings bother me. I'm used to both.
"No, I never would ask to paddle a man on a date. It would really scare him off. The relationship has to be pretty intimate and understanding to allow that, and I'm not that kind of a girl. Perhaps when I get engaged, if that ever happens, we can do a little paddling. In fact, I don't think I'd be very interested in a man that wasn't a spanking fan. Oh, I realize I'm probably not marriage-prone; I like my freedom too much. But if the right man ever comes along and sweeps me off my feet and over his lap things would be just fine. As long as he turned his bottom over to me for more of the same. Meanwhile, I guess the only bottoms that I am going to get to whack for a while are the girls' here at bridge club.
"I remember we got to help initiate the members of the Letter Club for two years when I was in high school. You know, the guys that have gotten a letter in some sport and have been invited to join the Letter Club. The only trouble was that the first year we got to do this the boys had been pretty well paddled by the time they were turned over to us. It didn't make us girls too happy. But we joined in and got in some good licks. How did I know that they had been paddled already? Because I could see that they had. Sure they were bare-bottomed. They crawled through our legs and, my gosh, there weren't any places to spank that weren't already red. Embarrassed about what? Oh, they were wearing athletic supporters that covered quite a bit. We could tell which of the guys were getting more excited about being paddled by girls than the others, but there was too much noise and confusion to pay any attention to that.
"I got quite a charge out of the whole deal and have always been glad I had those two opportunities. The next year, when the girls were asked to help initiate them, we requested that we get the first cracks with the paddle. We did, and that was a lot more fun.
"Maybe wedding bells will be pretty soon. And then well look-my husband and myself-for the nearest paddle club to join."
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We have quoted in some detail the conversations with these eight girls. The remaining eight told very similar stories, and from these conversations the following statistics were drawn: Eleven of the 16 members (we aren't counting the fill-in members in this small survey) are members of a paddle club in addition to the bridge club activity. However, of the remaining five, three are ineligible because they are, like Bobbie, single.
Twelve of the girls had been spanked after the age of 15; this includes both home and initiation paddling. The remaining four had not been spanked between childhood and joining the group.
Six had not paddled an adult (that is, age 20 and up) before joining the group. Of ten who had, however, three had spanked only their husbands.
Eleven had gone to college, seven had been spanked in sorority life.
Ten had been paddled in high school initiations and all ten had at some later date done quite a bit of paddling under these same conditions themselves. We are, of course, not considering this in the "adult paddling" category. Teenage spankers we place in the 13-19 age group for purposes of this study.
Five of the sixteen were at one time or another sexually excited to the point of achieving an orgasm while either spanked or being the spanker. Usually it was the former. None of this activity resulted from bridge club spanking directly; we would have to assume this spanking would be strictly asexual in nature. However, as an indirect result of receiving bridge club spankings, a greater amount of sex activity was reported in normal relations at home with husbands. The eleven members who were also members of paddle clubs all noted that this was a different "type" of spanking than the mixed party-game type, and they were fully aware of the frank sexuality of the latter.
From our neutral point of view we would have to observe that this club's activity was, at least on the surface, just healthy and rather sedate horseplay. It would take an expert to go into the underlying reasons for the forming of such a group. From what we saw there was nothing of a deviant nature going on and opinions would have to be formed out of "depth" interviewing of each members which of course would be, for all practical purposes, an impossibility.
CHAPTER TWELVE-Individual Case Histories
The Bottom Gamble. He spanks his mother-in-law. A spanked secretary. Spanked in prison. He spanks his mistress. Rough spankers. His aunt spanks.
The following examples of case histories of individuals are taken either from a tape recording during an interview, or from details concerning spanking activities in answers to questionnaires: "Other than the usual experiences that one has with the paddle as a member of a college sorority, at least one of ten years ago, let me tell you about a unique experience that my sorority sisters and I had during my junior year. This incident had to do with a fund-raising 'carnival' that we put on with one of the frats on campus. We set up some booths and invited other Greek chapters to come and have some fun for a good cause. We had the usual 'fishing booths', kissing booth, and some other wilder things, including a strip show. The event was, for purposes of explanation, a non-official and unchaperoned event.
"You have seen the old-fashioned fun houses where costumes are drawn on large life-size pieces of cardboard and one puts their head into a special hole to have their picture taken. Well, some of the more ingenious souls thought up a picture of a life-size burlesque dancer. This was portrayed on the board from the back view Instead of the traditional hole for the face an opening in which the buttocks were to be placed was devised. This was clearly constructed so as to adjust to different sized fannies.
"The purpose of the game, called the Bottom Gamble, was this. Each member of the sponsoring fraternity and our sorority was to, individually, project his or her buttocks through the opening. Only a G-string would be worn with a strip of cloth running up between the buttocks. The sexual apparatus of the male or female was cunningly concealed.
"The whole device was enclosed in a booth, and the admission price was fifty cents. The buyer of the ticket could observe the buttocks and guess as to whether the owner was male or female. If he made the right guess he was allowed to deliver five swats to the buttocks with a wooden paddle. If he was wrong he was simply out his money. You'd be surprised as to how many guessed wrong I The men shaved before the event and even added a touch of makeup and a dab of perfume to throw the guessers off. Some of the girls sandpapered their fannies lightly to give them a touch of masculine roughness.
"Each member of the two chapters, both male and female, had agreed to put their bottoms up for at least three paddlings worth. I remember the hilarity as we all extended, in turn, our bottoms through the opening, especially if we heard them guess wrong. I did lose twice, however, and the fourth time I put it out for inspection it was rather red. One boy, who didn't seem to mind, was the recipient of about ten losings but we had one girl, a Phy Ed major, who didn't get paddled once.
"It was by far the most popular booth at the 'carnival' and the Bottom Gamble made the most money. We repeated it again the following year."
Case Number 2: "You know that many wives get spanked. I think it's good for them; quite a few need it and it keeps them in line. What with the spoiled girls that are being turned out these days, it is an absolute necessity. But I went one step further. I'll tell you about it.
"I married this girl who was pretty well-off financially. Yes, there were the usual questions from her mother (her father had died the year before) as to whether I could 'keep her in the style to which she had become accustomed' and all that jazz. Well, I could. I have a nice business. But I found out that Jackie was accustomed to things that weren't really necessary. She wanted a sports car of her own and she and her mother nagged me until I bought it.
"Well, I was driving home from work one day when I saw her up at a traffic light in her jazzy sports car and she was flirting with some guy. She would drag race with him to the next light and then lean out the window to flirt some more with the character. This happened three or four times until finally there was a break in the traffic and I pulled up. She looked a little embarrassed when she saw me but when she got home she tried to act like nothing had happened.
"Well, I acted like something had happened. I had seen the woman next door paddling one of her kids with a big red paddle and I went over and borrowed it. It looked big enough to fit my wife's fanny. She just laughed at me when I walked in the door with it but she didn't laugh for long. I had heard that some men give their wives 'warm-up' swats before the real thing but I didn't mess around with that. Down came the ranch pants, real tight the way Jackie always wears them, and her panties followed quickly. It took just about fifty swats to change Jackie's attitude completely. Just as I was thinking of completing the spanking Jackie's mother walked in. She haughtily asked me what I thought I was doing. I informed her I was paddling her daughter. She called me a couple of names and told me that Jackie had never needed a spanking in her life and I wasn't to do that again.
"I told her that Jackie had needed plenty of spankings and I was going to do it again right away. I grabbed Jackie and added about 25 swats to the bright-red buttocks bouncing up and down in front of me. Her mother tried to stop me. That was what gave me the idea. Jackie's mother was wearing the same type of ranch pants that Jackie did, she was always trying to dress like a big sister or something. I'll have to admit that she did have a pretty good figure. She didn't really look too old, either; she just acted like a bat.
"Anyway, to make the story short, Jackie's mother was soon over my lap and this time her buttocks, still encased in the tight pants, were bouncing up and down under the paddle. I explained as I paddled, that if she'd applied a few swats to Jackie's fanny when she was a little girl she wouldn't be such a brat now. I think she heard me, but I don't know. She was hollering pretty hard.
"Did I keep my mother-in-law's pants on when I paddled her? The first time, yes. But there were two other occasions when I found it necessary to repeat the first paddling. Both times she happened to be wearing a skirt and that was no good for paddling. So it was up with the skirt and I thought, what the heck, down with the panties. Jackie warned me not to, but I asked her if she wanted the same. She didn't. I must say her mother has a real smooth pair of buttocks. Sure, I got a kick out of the spanking but I was really doing it for punishment's sake. After this bare-bottom paddling her mother lay on the floor sobbing for about fifteen minutes. She didn't even try to make a move to pull her panties up. Jackie finally got her dressed and got her some coffee. An hour later they both were smiling at me and their attitude had changed considerably. I don't know if I'll continue spanking my mother-in-law or not, but I sure plan to use the paddle on Jackie quite a bit."
Case Number 3: "A lot of girls who are secretaries, like I am, tell me they'd have quit when Imention my story to them. But a lot of my friends think it is a good idea. And the ones who have the same kind of bosses I do, one who spanks, thinks the system works out pretty well.
"I am pretty young, 19, and just out of business school. I have been working about a month and, although I realize it now, I didn't appreciate how lucky I was to get this first job in this particular office. I didn't have a very good attitude about things when I started work. I was just sort of biding my time until I found a husband. My job consisted mainly of typing letters and I'll admit on looking back I didn't really care whether the letters were neat or not.
"Anyway one day the boss called me into his real plush office. He showed me one letter I had typed for his signature. It had three errors. I just sort of said 'so what?' although not in so many words. Well, he threatened to spank me if it ever happened again. At that time I thought he was kidding.
"It happened again the next day. Two errors! I was called in.
"I remember thinking on the way in, 'I wonder if he really meant it?' Well, he had meant it. He gave me a choice of a spanking or loss of my job. Well, I didn't really want to lose my job. I asked him if he were serious. He said he was. I said, 'O.K., but take it easy on me.' "It wasn't my first spanking by a long shot. I had gone through two pretty rough initiations with the paddle in high school. Obviously, it wasn't the first spanking the boss had given, either. There was a couch in his office and he had me bend over the back of it. I think he might have limited himself to spanking me on the skirt, but it was a pretty expensive garment and I didn't want to have it ruined with marks from the paddle. I decided that my modesty wasn't worth the price of the skirt so I just lifted it up above my waist. I was wearing a panty-girdle, one of those 'living-end' things, so I just had my panties between me and the paddle, or whatever he was going to use. It turned out he had a ruler nearly as long as a paddle and he got that out of his desk. He told his secretary to hold his calls and he came over to me and cracked the ruler across the seat of my panties about 25 times. Somehow the ruler never seemed to fall in the same place twice and I knew he'd done a good job of toning and brightening up the whole area.
"My makeup was real streaked when he got through and I mean with tears. I could hardly see while I was adjusting my girdle and skirt. He had a restroom just off his office and he told me to go in there and fix myself up. When I came out he asked me if I felt all right and I told him that, under the circumstances, I did. He said he felt that girls just starting out needed some kind of guidance and he had; spanked his own two daughters all through high school, and they both agreed it had made them better people. He explained the girls' mother had died when they were quite young. He had never remarried.
"A couple of days, later he asked me for a date and, to make a long story short, we were engaged three weeks later. Do his spankings continue? Yes they do. He doesn't even need a reason to spank now. He doesn't want me to work after we are married and, although I am not pushy, I am going to see to one thing. I'm going to see he hires a secretary who doesn't make mistakes, and I'm going to make sure she had a real heavy-set frame with a very unspankable bottom. If he gets mad at her, he can come home and spank me!"
Case Number 4: "I spent three years in the state prison for women. You ask if we ever got paddled or not? I can tell you we got it plenty. I was in a barracks with 24 women. We ranged in age from about 25 to 45. The 45-year-olds got it on their bare butts just as often as the younger ones. Oh, I won't say we didn't deserve it sometimes. And it sure beat getting privileges withheld or something like that.
"I was really surprised, though, the first time that they gave us the paddle after I was sent up. I had been caught taking part in some kind of an extortion scheme. I didn't really ever understand it; this guy framed me. Well, I'd been up about a week when two of the girls in my barracks started fighting. We all joined in and sort of mixed it up. The supervisor heard about it and called the warden. They came in and got things quieted down. I could see the warden, a rough-looking bitch, carrying this paddle.
"I thought she must be kidding and I thought the girls had been, too. They'd been saying, after the fight, that they'd really have sore butts tonight. No kidding, though. Each of us had to go up to the front of the room and bend over. The super lifted up our skirts and pulled down the panties. Then she held us around the shoulders while the warden laid the paddle across us. And she didn't spare the wood at all. I started to cry right away; I just couldn't help it. I didn't feel too bad, though, after watching the others get theirs. Some of the ones that I figured as being real tough bawled just like I had.
"I had a lot of experience with the paddle up there. Sometimes they made us paddle each other. It worked this way. If we'd broken some of the rules they made us all line up: We had to take off all our clothes. The super gave the first girl in the line a paddling and she really made it rough. Smacked her buttocks real good! She made it rough so the first girl would give a rough paddling to the next. And this girl would pass the paddling on down the line. The super followed the paddling closely. If she didn't think one girl was spanking hard enough, then she whacked the spanker across her buttocks. That usually gave whoever was spanking a little added inspiration, if you know what I mean. That way there was a roomful of red bottoms in a short time and the supper only had to give one paddling plus the 'bear-down' swats.
"Sometimes we were called into the warden's office for a special one. These were a little rougher because the old bitch used a leather strap. She had two handles attached to her desk and we were supposed to lean over and grab these handles. The warden slipped my panties down and she took her time about it. I think she enjoyed this part of her job more than anything else. The leather strap whisked and struck home. I'll have to admit I couldn't take a swat without jumping violently, but we weren't allowed to let go of the grips. My buttocks felt like they were on fire after just ten of the smacks had been laid on, and we were usually sentenced to about twenty. I like my panties pretty tight, but when I pulled them up after these special whippings I had a real hard time getting them over my fanny. The memory of all those strappings are enough to keep me a good girl, at least for the time being."
Case Number 5; "When I was a kid, about 17, I worked for this very rich lady. She was still fairly young, about the middle 30's I'd say. She had never married and had inherited a fortune which her father made in tire manufacturing. She had this stable of horses and I was hired as an exercise boy. She told me when she hired me that if I didn't do my job correctly she would have to discipline me. I didn't know what she meant by that, but I did know the pay was good and she wasn't threatening to fire me if something went wrong. So I went to work for her.
"I found out two things right away. For one thing, the discipline she was talking about referred to whippings and, for another, nothing could be done to please her. Miss Wright, as I called her at first, had a short riding crop she used when she went riding every day. The only thing was that she also used the riding crop on me. She would find something wrong and say, 'All right, John.' I always knew what she meant.
"She would stand with her legs spread apart and I remember that the tight breeches looked good clinging to her legs. I was supposed to crawl through her legs slowly while she whacked my bottom with the riding crop. Once through, I was supposed to turn around and crawl back through again. I guess I would receive about 25 strokes from the whip in all. Then back to work.
"My job was, primarily, to exercise the horses. But sometimes I would help around the house, too. I'm afraid I wasn't any more proficient in her eyes as a houseboy than I was as an exercise boy. Whenever I made a 'mistake' I would be called to her bedroom. She had the same riding crop handy, but it was applied a little differently whenever the punishments took place in her bedroom. She would always be wearing a negligee with very little on underneath. She would request that I lower my trousers and place myself across her lap. She would take special care in rolling my shorts down. Then the riding crop, which stung enough when it was applied to my protected bottom out in the stable, would be lowered with force on the bare buttocks.
"The first time I received this "bedroom' punishment I was horrified. And most embarrassed, as any boy of 17 would be. But after about ten of the over-the-lap sessions I began to get used to them. And something else happened. One evening in the middle of the spanking I was, as they say in the Confession magazines, consumed by passion. I turned and started to kiss my spanker and she responded in return. She helped me to consummate my first sexual experience, and after that she never spanked when it didn't result in complete fulfillment.
"I worked for her for over three years. The last year was especially enjoyable for me as our relationship changed slightly and took on a newer meaning. She had displeased me once, and I was growing in strength bothmentally and physically. I took the crop from her and smacked the bottom of her riding breeches a number of times. The next 'bedroom' punishment found her over my lap with her beautiful buttocks bared to receive my punishment. Our mutual spanking relationship worked out quite satisfactorily until I met this girl I wanted to marry. Stella, as I now called her, would have to find herself a new exercise boy. When I last heard from her she indeed had. I am sure she was training him well."
Case Number 6: The following response was received from the questionaire that was sent out concerning party-game paddling. It was not representative of most activities of these clubs and was therefore not included in the
CHAPTER on Recreational Spanking. The following is especially a typical in that it is, frankly, highly sadistic in nature. Several party-game participants who saw this particular report were highly shocked at its contents and it is quoted only to show how the spanking phenomenon can be abused.
"I suppose you might call us a pretty tough group. We like what we do, though, and nobody had better try to stop us. We don't make anybody join that doesn't want to, and all we ask those who don't agree with us is to leave us alone. We are really a motorcycle club and the guys and chicks that run with us have got to be able to take it. We paddle hard and we just work on bare bottoms. The same chick's bare bottom that gets whacked tonight has to be able to sit on the cycle all day tomorrow for a race or a long ride. If we take a long trip where we stay overnight, we always take our paddles along. We pick a cheap motel, check in and get out our paddles and a bottle and we really swing. We drink and swat and have a pretty good time. By the end of the evening there are quite a few raw butts around, but that's the way we like it.
"Anyway, what I want to write to you guys about is this. Every so often we get an urge for a "broad-paddle' session. What we do is this. We go down to the city to Skid Row and pick up some cheap broad, you know, a real floozy. We look for a young chick, no old bags for us, but one who has slid pretty far down the path if you know what I mean. Anyway, we ask her if she wants to make a hundred bucks doing some entertaining. This part is for real, in case you're wondering. We're not dishonest or anything like that. The chick usually goes for our suggestion.
"We take her out to our hideaway which is way out in the country. We got one of them stocks set up, you know-a place for head and hands with the butt sticking out in back. We built it and use it for rough punishment for members if they get out of line. Anyway, we strip' this floozy down and stick her in the stock. Is she hollering? You bet, because by now she's got a pretty good idea of what is going to happen.
"We start by hand spanking her. The guys enjoy this especially, but the girls pitch in too. We warm up the area and turn it a bright red. Then we wait awhile until the redness goes away. Oh, I forgot tomention. We clean her up pretty good, too. Soap and water and a brush with hard bristles. Then we rinse her down. This is the girls' specialty.
"Anyway, we get the paddles out and put them in action. We look to have the chick's bottom pretty raw by the time we get through, and we take our time doing it. Anyone who wants to whack it can. Of course, the broad is screaming most of the time. If she faints, we have one of those ammonia things we bought at the drugstore. This usually bring her around again. After a few hours she usually pleads with us to let her go to the bathroom. We tell her to go right where she is. Usually she has to. Some of the guys get a special kick out of paddling while she goes all over the floor.
"When we're finished paddling, the chick's butt usually looks like hamburger. The guys don't want to spank anymore, but sometimes we have to tear the girls away. They just want to keep paddling all the time. Anyway, here's what we do then. We take up a collection, and each member has to fork over for her hundred bucks and something to cover a couple of days in the hospital. Then we drive her over to City Hospital and drop her off. On the way we tell her if she talks, we will look her up and paddle her some more. If she keeps quiet we'll send her another fifty bucks. We are as good as our word. After she gets out of the hospital we take her the fifty bucks.
"You know it's funny, but some of the babes volunteer to come out and do the bit all over again when they've healed. But we never take seconds. It's no fun that way."
Case Number 7: "I used to visit my Aunt Harriet quite often. She lived about 100 miles away. Her husband was a Navy officer and was gone for long periods of time. My aunt liked to have people in the house, as they had never had children. So I was sort of a substitute son. My mother would drive me over and leave me for a couple of days, or I would take the bus over. My mother was always pleased that I liked her sister so well, but I don't think she ever knew exactly why I enjoyed the visits so much, particularly in the later years. Aunt Harriet was a spanker and spanked me often. She started spanking me at the age of 12 and I'll admit I didn't care much for it at first. For one thing she really had a good reason for getting the paddle out, but I decided to take it anyway, whether she had a reason or not.
"Auntie would have me get across her slim lap (she was about 35) and she would take my shorts off. Slip them right off my legs. She would take her time doing it, too. I remember I used to wonder why she didn't get right down to spanking me if she was so anxious, which she always seemed to be. One day, instead of beginning to spank right away, she began to play with my private parts. She got pretty rough, with the result I had an orgasm. She used that for an excuse to spank me quite hard. I didn't enjoy that particular post-climax spanking, but the next time I crawled over her lap I was looking forward to it. She teased me that time by not doing anything or touching me at all. I turned around as she was pretending to take a splinter off the paddle. She really took her time about it. I sort of arched my buttocks up trying to get her to do what she had the last time. All of a sudden she said, 'You know that you are supposed to keep your bottom still when expecting a spanking from me.' The buttocks swatting began. The excitement was just too much for me. I let go again.
"After this sexual experience with spanking it became a ritual and there was no longer a need for an excuse. It was just something we indulged in each day. However, there was something missing. Over the period of a year I began to think that it would be nice to spank Aunt Harriet. She had (I was beginning to take notice of such things) a very nice bottom, which she was always showing off in short shorts or tight jeans. I never got up the nerve during that particular year even though Auntie spanked me every two weeks when I would go over for my visit. I dreamed often of how wonderful it would be to have her bared buttocks over my lap with the paddle in my right hand.
"I got a chance the summer that I was 15, and Uncle Jerry was going to be gone for a month-long cruise. Aunt Harriet told Mother it would be nice to 'have a man around the house.' So Mother let me go over for a month. We started the spanking sessions almost as soon as I got there. Finally I had enough nerve to ask and I brought up the possibility of my spanking her. I supposed she might have used this disrespectful remark for an excuse for an additional paddling but, remember, we were beyond excuses. Upon my asking her she just thought for a moment and then asked, 'Why do you want to spank me, Jimmy?' I told her frankly that although I was enjoying receiving spankings from her I was consumed with an unfulfilled desire to do the same to her. (I was pretty articulate for my age.) She thought about that for a moment and then abruptly got up, handed me the paddle, lifted her skirt and plopped down over my lap. She told me not to spank until she had gotten into the right position, and she kept adjusting herself, causing her buttocks-which I had never seen in just panties before-to jostle about.
"She must have known what she was doing to me, because she laughed heartily when I achieved an orgasm before even having a chance for one smack on the panties with the paddle. Desire drained out of me and I quickly said, 'Maybe I'd better not.' " 'What's wrong, Jimmy?' she teased. 'I'm all set for my paddling.' "I couldn't spank just then, however, and she got dressed, laughing all the while. Needless to say I was most unhappy with myself and my lack of self-control. When the desire returned, the mood was broken and I didn't bring up the subject again that day.
"The next day, however, after I had received my swatting on schedule, I said quite firmly, 'Now it's my turn.' " 'O.K., Jimmy.' Her cooperation disturbed me. Up came the skirt again and this time I resolved not to let her teasings destroy my desire. Even her adjustments failed to move me. I gripped her hipbone and was just about to descend with the paddle when she said, 'Wait a minute. These panties are too thick for a good spanking. Roll them down, Jimmy.' I should have ignored her but I didn't. Unthinkingly and eagerly, I pulled them down and the sight of the luscious buttocks that I had spanked in dreams so many times came into view. I thought I was going to make it all right, but she arched her buttocks up toward me and reached down and pushed the panties all the way to her knees. She said: 'They bind my legs. I've got to be free to squirm when you spank.' "That did it again! Aunt Harriet just lay across my young lap and laughed as I tried to push her off onto the floor. I wanted to spank, but again all interest and desire had left me.
"Anyway, Aunt Harriet finally ran out of tricks and my resistance improved to where I delivered my first swat a couple of days later. That's all it was that first time, just one swat. But we soon developed a relationship whereby we exchanged mutually satisfactory paddlings once and sometimes twice a day. My month's visit ended all too soon. Auntie and I did, however, continue our spanking sessions until I graduated from high school. Although a psychiatrist might say that this early experience warped me sexually, I don't think my wife would agree. Our sex life is quite normal. We don't consider abnormal the fact that my wife and I spank quite regularly. Do you?"
Case Number 8: "I had a drinking problem at one time. My husband and I had tried all sorts of sources for help but there seemed to be little that was aiding my problem, as I continued to drink way too much each day. The trouble was I drank at home and couldn't be watched all the time. Perhaps if we'd had some children around it would have been better, but we had been childless for the eight years we had been married. I think that added to the drinking problem. Gil was just beginning to work his way up in the firm and he couldn't take time off to stay home with me as we soon would have not had a source of income. So there I was, 28 years old, and a confirmed alcoholic in the form of a home drinker.
"One Spring some new neighbors moved in next door. We live in a real nice suburban area and all of our neighbors are extremely nice people. Well it wasn't long before Truth discovered my problem. I had invited her over for a get-acquainted coffee and had drunk two martinis before she got there. She was very nice about it andmentioned that she'd had quite a problem at one time herself. We discussed the drinking at length and she told me how she was cured. It was quite simple, but rather a novelty to me.
"Her husband, Ed, had thought of the idea. The main implement was to be the paddle. The spanking paddle. Strange as it might seem it had worked. They had arranged to leave her children with their grandparents and rented a cabin for two weeks in the mountains for away from everyone. And no liquor within miles. Her husband had bought her some tight Western levis and they had done a lot of hiking and just relaxing in front of the fireplace. Whenever the urge for a drink caught up with her Ed would take the paddle, explain that it was out of the question, and apply ten swats to her levis. This would happen two or three times and an hour. Finally the pain from the swats began to blot out the craving for a drink. The evenings were the roughest, however, for that is when Trudi used to drink most often. It was necessary for Ed to remove the levis and apply the paddle directly to her thin, nylon panties. Whenever it seemed that the urge was going to consume her out came the paddle and the buttocks were warmed up again. This 'treatment' continued in lessening degree for the entire two weeks before the urges for liquor finally ceased. And Trudi discovered that the paddlings had increased Ed's interest in her and hers in him.
"I told Trudi it sounded fine for her, and I was glad it had worked out in solving her problem, but I didn't think anything like that would work with me. For one thing, I thought Trudi's problem had been worse than mine; she didn't drink as much during the day as I was doing. For another thing we just couldn't afford to take two weeks off. Trudi thought about that for a while and then she said she had an idea. She could watch me during the day and apply the paddle when needed, and Gil could take over in the evening when he got home.
"I talked it over with Gil that evening and, although he protested that it sounded rather bizarre, he was ready to give anything a try. Trudi made a suggestion. As she thought she might have a harder time controlling me than Gil would, she suggested that four leather straps with buckles should be attached to the floor. These would hold my wrists and ankles securely and I would be on my stomach with my head and hips on pillows. The pillows under the hips would be arranged so my bottom would be projected into the air.
"Gil went down town the next day and bought the required attachments and had them screwed tightly into the game room floor where the TV was. I tried the arrangement, and found it was quite comfortable and I could easily sleep in that position. One thing was left to be done. We had to buy me some pants. All mine were of the 'comfortable' fitting variety.
"Trudi and I went downtown the next day to a store that sold Western wear. We were looking for the same kind of tight blue denim jeans that Trudi had worn during her treatment. Trudi explained on the way down that she felt this type of pants had added greatly to the 'cure,' as the material was thick enough to withstand prolonged paddlings and, more important, the stiffness and tightness of the pants kept you 'aware' of the bottom and the tingling sensations there. If your attention was fastened down around your buttocks, then your mind was off your craving for alcohol.
"I tried on several pair of the levis. I even tried some of the men's variety but, while they were extremely snug around the hips, the clerkmentioned that they were making women's jeans with a special shortened crotch for tightness. I tried one of these types on and they fitted so tight I knew this was just what was needed. These models were specially -lined, so that they could be worn without underpants which, the clerk explained, was the way the girls were buying them. That way the various areas of the bottom and the sexual organs would be prominently displayed, while still retaining the symbolic modesty. I was all set to try and break my drinking habit. I had several that evening to 'prepare' me for the ordeal.
"The next morning Trudi showed up just before Gil left for work. She was carrying the paddle, a college fraternity model that Ed had made while he was in college. I was packed up into my blue jeans and I'll admit I was most aware of them as Trudi and I walked to the game room. I felt like I was walking the last mile. Trudi got me into the restraining device and cinched the straps up tight. She told me she would bring me anything that I wanted, except a drink. She began to swat me lightly while we watched some soap operas on TV. I began to think that their 'problems' were minimal compared to mine, because the urge was hitting me. Trudi noticed that I was getting nervous and started to apply the paddle quite a bit harder. It hurt! I told her all right, and she stopped for a minute. A few minutes later all I could think of was how good the gin would look slipping down over the rocks.
"Down came the paddle a little harder. It � seemed that Trudi was swatting my fanny in exactly the same place each time. I asked her for the reason. She explained that because she was going to be paddling over a long period of time, it was better to concentrate on one spot. When that spot became too sore to be paddled any more she would shift to a new target, a new point of contact with my bottom. Luckily, I have a pretty full buttocks and there were plenty of places to shift the target point to.
"The paddling continued throughout the day. Trudi let me up just to go to the bathroom, otherwise she brought me meals. I couldn't have sat down to eat anyhow. I must admit the swats and the sore buttocks soon began to take more of my thoughts than did the urges for drinks. Trudi was real nice about waiting on me hand and foot, and even fixed supper for Gil to eat when he got home later.
"Gil spent the evening in the game room with me. My bottom was really too sore from Trudi's swats to spank any more, and Gil didn't use the paddle that first evening. But I stayed shackled up in the device anyway, and Gil spent a couple of hours massaging my burning buttocks with cold cream. This was quite soothing and helped to keep my mind off alcohol. I was surprised that Gil kept up the rubbing so long. He had never showed much interest in my derriere before-although I do, if I say so myself, have a pretty curvy fanny.
"The next morning Trudi showed up again right on schedule and I was again placed in the restriction device with the same jeans tightly wrapped around my buttocks. I found throughout this second day that Trudi had to spank with the paddle as often as the previous day, but not nearly so hard. That evening, however, I began to beg Gil to just let me have one drink as I was extremely tired from the strain. He didn't even answer; he just lower the pants (he had to struggle a little) and he laid ten swats across my bare buttocks. I must say I forgot about the drink right away. This was the first time Gil had ever spanked me, and it was sort of a thrill. Much different feeling than when Trudi was swatting. Of course, being spanked on the bare bottom for the first time was a novel sensations that I didn't really mind at all.
"Twice later that evening Gil had to apply the paddle to subdue my urges for a drink. The third time was begging him to let me up. Not for a drink, just so we could go to bed. Gil and I had never been particularly passionate lovers, but this evening it was different. Maybe it was the heat being generated from my fiery bottom. Anyway, it was the most exotic time we had had in quite a while.
"Well, Trudi kept up the daily paddle treatment, while my blue jeans got thinner and thinner. Gil took over each evening, and renewed interest in each other was growing with every paddling. I got to the point where I could be left alone for parts of the day. If I got the urge I would call Trudi, and she would come over right away. She still paddled, but we no longer bothered with the leather device. I just crawled over her lap for the spanking.
"I haven't had a drink in several months, but I still get spanked regularly. Occasionally by Trudi, but it is a nightly thing with Gil and me. And lately we have been experimenting with Gil over my lap and me doing the whacking. This I really enjoy! Especially after all those months of sore buttocks. What's more, I think I am pregnant. It looks like my problem is on its way to a solution.
"I think a lot of people would be helped with their problems if they made more use of the paddle. Not only is the actual spanking important, but the very fact that someone cares enough to stay with you and apply the paddle for long hours helps the morale and the sagging spirits which can come from something like this. More people should give it a try, anyway."
CHAPTER THIRTEEN-A Tape Recorded Spanking Session
A girl named Judy responded to requests for an interview. She was sort of a spokeswoman for herself and seven girls who roomed together in the industrial district. Shementioned that something had to be done to enforce discipline, and the girls had decided that spanking or paddling was the answer. She noted that they came to this decision since most of the girls were spanked elsewhere-either by boy friends or parents when they were home. All eight, incidentally, were factory workers. Rough girls, with not much education.
They had decided on Sunday night as the punishment night. When Judy was asked, by the interviewer, if this didn't interfere with their sitting down during their working hours on Monday morning she sort of sneered. Most of them had jobs which didn't ever let them sit down, she related, and she also said that if a girl wasn't tough enough to take it, she could move out.
The girls were spanked on a demerit system for wrongdoings during the week. The costume was supposed to consist of just panties and bra; bare-bottom spanking was considered "queer" by the girls.
The interviewer, another of the many doctoral students doing research at the New York School of Social Research of New York City, talked Judy into letting him hide a tape recorder in the room, and instructed her how to turn it on just before the next Sunday evening spanking session. She brought the tape back the next week and it was transcribed by a professional shorthand expert and then reproduced as a study. Here it is quoted:
(The first voice is that of Judy, who directs most of the proceedings. The other voices are not identified.)
------------ "O.K., Mary Lou. You're first. Ten swats for not getting the dishes done on Thursday night. Are you ready?"
"I guess so."
"Bend over then. And hang onto them ankles." (Sound of three or four smacks) "Ow! You're hitting way too high!"
"We'll be more than happy to lower them. (Smack, smack) How's that, Mary Lou?"
"Terrible, dammit. Why are you always the one that whacks me? Why not Sheila or Cindy?"
"Shut up, cutie. God, your pants are tight!"
"They weren't tight when I put them on this morning."
"Well, they are now." (More swats) "No more now. I've had my ten."
"That was only nine, you've got one more coming. Tighten your buttocks, cutie."
"They're as tight as I can squeeze them. And stop calling me (SMACK!) Oh, God! Why so hard?"
"Come on, Mary Lou. Up off the floor, you're clogging up the traffic." (Sound of a girl sobbing) "Someone drag Mary Lou off. Who's next?"
"Ethel is supposed to be next. She gets twenty swats for leaving dirty clothes lying around and burning the table with her cigarette."
"Look, girls, would you take it easy? I think my period is about to start." (Much laughter) "You know better than to use that old excuse, Ethel. Have you got a plug in?"
"What? Oh, yeah. I do."
"Then get down on those hands and knees."
"(Smack!) Oh! (Smack!) Oh! (Smack!) Oh! how many is that?"
"Just three."
"Hey look at the way her red bottom shows through those lace panties. Pretty fancy, huh?"
"Cut that out. I'm embarrassed enough already. Just swat it and get it over with."
"O.K., doll. Here comes some more."
"Oh, God, all right. Ease up, will you? I got spanked hard just last night."
"You heard that girls? Ethel got it from Jimmy again. Did you, Ethel?"
"I'm not going to tell you."
"Yes you are. Let's have a look, girls."
"NO!"
"Grab her girls, quick. Roll her panties down and let's see."
"Why didn't you tell us before we swatted you, Ethel. Now it's all covered with red."
"Will you look at those buttocks? They're blistered. You didn't get that blister from those four swats. What happened? Was that Jimmy?"
"No it wasn't Jimmy. It wasn't!"
"Who was it then?"
"I won't tell."
"Majority vote. Either Ethel tells us who spanked her or we double her number of swats." (Voices rising) "Yeah, yeah."
"All right. It was Jimmy's Dad."
"Jimmy's Dad! Wow. Where was Jimmy?"
"Right there, idiot. He was getting it, too."
"Wowie! Did you hear that girls? What happened?"
"Jimmy's Dad caught us in bed together. He turned us both over and gave it to us on our bare bottoms."
"Oh, what I wouldn't give to have been there.
What did he smack you with?"
"A ping pong paddle." (More laughter)
"That's really wild. Well, let's finish your swats." (Screams and about fifteen more spanks)
"That's it. Take her away. Anyone else want to paddle? O.K., Cynthia. But remember. Not hard enough, and you get it! Get Sheila somebody. Sheila's next. She's supposed to be here. Where in the hell is she?"
"She's in the bathroom. You know how nervous she gets."
"She should be nervous. She's got about twenty swats coming. Sheeeeeeela! Hurry up!"
"Here I am. Stop your goddamn screaming."
"Oh, the redhead is going to be rough tonight, huh? Where you been?"
"Fixing it so I won't shower you when you spank."
"Great! We appreciate that. Now why you got those jeans on?"
"Because that's what I'm wearing tonight. Want to make something out of it?"
"You know you can't wear them. You wouldn't feel a thing. Take them off."
"No!"
"O.K., girls. Take them off!" (Much screaming, shouting, confusion, and cursing ) "God, she wears them tight. We can hardly get them off her butt, Judy."
"If you can't pull them off, well cut them off."
"Grab her shoulders, Cindy. I'll hang onto her jeans. Now, PULL!"
"You bitches. Let me go!"
"That's it, girls. And AWAY they go!"
"Hey, no wonder she didn't want to be seen in those panties. Look at the holes in them. Tickle, tickle!"
"Get your goddamn hand out of my panties."
"Why didn't you borrow some panties?"
"Sure, and get two extra swats."
"Only one swat for borrowing panties, stupid; two swats for a panty-girdle."
"Forget it. How many do I get tonight?"
"Forty."
"Forty? You're out of your cotton-pickin' mind!"
"If you had any complaints you could have been here during complaint session instead of showing up so late."
"Well, I had to go-"
"Just get that ass up in the air."
"No!"
"Taking a vote on a tie-up spanking. How many?"
"Yeah, yeah."(AM voices agreeing)
"Grab her." (More confusion) "Tie it tightly around her legs. Right below the buttocks. Real tight. That's it."
"O.K., well take turns on her. Seven swats from each person. Cynthia first."
"Oh, I'm going to like this. Are you ready, Sheila baby?" (No answer) Well, here goes then. One, two, three, four, hold still Sheila, five, six, and-hold her tight, Marilyn and get out of the way. I want to make this real good. (Whack!) Bulls-eye! Right on the-"
"I'll get you, you slut. And when I do, your ass will look like it was branded with a hot-"
"Quiet down, Sheila. You're just getting started. Who wants the next paddle?"
"Wait, I've got to go to the bathroom."
"You just came from the bathroom."
"Well, I've got to go again."
"Tough luck. It's too much trouble to untie you. Wait until we're done paddling you."
"I can't."
"Yes, you can. Here, Edith. Your turn."
"Goody. Tighten ass, Sheila. Count with me, girls."
"One to the left buttock, two to the right.-Three to the middle and four to the crotch. Five a little high, and six a little low. Seven right smack on the middle."
"Wow look at that bottom. Will you look at it? It's as red as her hair. How does it feel, Sheila?"
"Let me see. Wow, it's hot enough to fry eggs on."
"Look at those freckles. I didn't know she had freckles on her buttocks."
"She don't usually, stupid. They just show up when she gets a fanny-whacking."
"Hey, what's the matter, Sheila?"
"I can't wait any longer to go to the bathroom."
"O.K., Marilyn. Finish her off. She's still got 28 swats left to take. You give them and we'll let her go."
(Sounds of numerous swats and resultant cries)
"Hey, she's not waiting. Look at that!"
"Keep swatting, Marilyn!"
"I am, but the paddle's getting all wet."
"Doesn't matter. Finish her swats."
"Oh, help me, help me. Let me go!"
"Come on Marilyn. Five more to go, Sheila."
"Will you look at her soaking that floor."
"Yeah, I thought you just went, Sheila?"
"Listen to the sound of the wet paddle smack the wet buttocks. Isn't that a wild sound?"
"O.K. There you go, Sheila. There's your forty."
"Hey, I think she's fainted!"
"Get the ammonia, somebody. Quick!"
"Here it is."
"There. She's all right."
"Oh-my buttocks are burning up."
"You're okay, Sheila. Somebody will help you into the bathroom. You help her, Edith."
"O.K. Come on, honey."
"Now, I guess that's it for the paddling. Right?"
"No it ain't, Judy. You haven't had yours."
"What do you mean?"
"What do you mean? Who left that roast out of the refrigerator? Who let it spoil?"
"Oh, that. Well, it wasn't-"
"Oh, yeah." (Many other voices) "No, I don't think I should get spanked for that."
"Taking a vote on Judy getting spanked?" (New voice of authority) "Now wait a minute. Just a little minute."
"We spank her. Spank!"
"And taking a vote on a tie-up spanking."
"Yeah, yeah!" (Sounds of quite a scuffle) "That's it. Sit on her. We'll just sit on her and paddle. Three of you girls get on her back."
"You bastards will get it."
"Shut up, Judy. You deserve as much as the rest of us get."
"Shall we take off her panties?"
"No, rip them off!" (Ripping sounds) "Hand me that paddle. Now it's your turn to tighten up your little fanny, Judy."
"I won't tighten anything, you bitch." (Swat, swat) "Look, she tightened them up. You couldn't get a thermometer down there!!"
"And you sure as hell better not try, either."
"Shut up, Judy, or we'll do just that." (Smack, smack) "Hey, how many should we give her?" (Smack, smack, smack) "How many has she had so far? (Smack, smack, smack) "One or two." (Laughter and smacking heard) "You bitches!" (SMACK! SMACK!) "What was that again, Judy?"
"Nothing."
"Hey, here's Sheila. You want a crack at Judy, Sheila.?"
"Do I? Hand me that paddle and watch an expert go to work."
"Sheila, take it easy on me. Old Judy's your friend."
"Friend, hah. Don't bother to count girls. I won't be paying much attention."
(The smacks started getting faster just as the tape ran out.)
------------ The interviewer listened to the tape and asked Judy how she felt. She started to get mad, then grinned and said she hadn't been able to sit down for a week.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN-A Look at the Future of Spanking: A Summing Up
We have seen, throughout the pages of this book, that numerous people spank and get spanked in numerous ways for numerous reasons. We have observed husbands spanking wives, wives returning the swats, engaged couples exchanging swats, teenagers getting paddled at home by parents and at school by fellow students in initiations, prison inmates getting padded by wardens, secretaries getting spanked by bosses, an occasional daughter wielding the paddle on her mother, a sorority girl getting swats from her "big sister," the professional spanker whipping the bared buttocks of a customer, a teenage boy applying whip and riding crop to the buttocks of an older woman, adults pleasure-paddling in evening party-game groups, women spanking the losers in bridge clubs, etc., etc. The lists of spankers and spankees extends to every walk of life.
We have discussed at some length the punishment and pleasure element inherent in all spanking activities and have shown that a spanking may be either completely devoted to either one of these two qualities, or may be a combination of both. We have talked about the ways of carrying out the type of activity that comes under the heading of Spanking and what implements or objects may be used to strike the buttocks. We have compared, from a neutral viewpoint, the general effects of a spanking that is applied to the bare buttocks directly, as opposed to one that is administered to a bottom that is clothed in varying degrees. We have talked to the spanking devotee and listened to his views on the subject, and heard him expound in detail as to where specifically on the buttocks to spank and how to achieve a desired effect. We have taken a look at the literature devoted to the subject, that abounds on all levels of respectability and discusses, pro and con and neutrally, this activity of spanking.
Now let's look at the prospective future of this field and see if-and of course it will be only a guess based on the statistics presented-spanking as we have described it will become more popular, less popular, or continue in somewhat the same vein, and in what specific areas these changes will take place. We are, we wish to stress, formulating these predictions on the results of the studies and observations detailed in the preceding chapters. And educated opinion would have to be formulated by psychological authorities, school officials, legislators, and publishers who put out the printed material on the subject.
We have to say, based on statistical evidence, that spanking and its variations appear to be most popular in the marital bedroom. Marital spanking has been steadily on the increase for several years and it would have to be assumed, from the number of husbands and wives who are freely admitting to the activity, that it will continue to grow in popularity. The number of newsstand magazines, the pulps and the slicks and the highly respectable 'literary publications" all, at one time or another, devote space to marital spanking both as punishment and pleasure. Reasons given are the increased incidences of boredom with the traditional sex act, the greater understanding of the wife's role in sexual relations and the increased freedom that she has gained as far as enjoyment is concerned, lack of social and religious stigmas attached to spanking that are definitely a property of other sex-oriented activities, and the increasing youthfulness and vitality of married couples who enjoy physically active pursuits.
Next to the environs of the bedroom, which is unabashedly termed pleasure spanking, the paddle clubs appear to be growing in terms of popularity. It is labeled pleasure spanking because the punishment element that is sustained is almost negligible in comparison to the recreational effects which are reaped through relaxation, fellowship, reduction of tension, and the indulging in a pastime that does not carry with it the sinful and conscience-striking qualities that an activity such as wife-swapping does. Again, we hasten to add that these are qualities that the participants in the clubs themselves proclaim. Whether this is actually true regarding these advantages of paddle club membership, or that they are just rationalizing their behavior and their memberships in such unique organizations, is something that the sociological experts will have to deduce. Nevertheless, it has to be stated that membership and the incidence of such clubs is on the rise, and they are a reality. While the fact that such clubs are becoming more numerous does not guarantee their right to exist, it must be observed that, so far, very little in the way of harmless effects can be pointed to in criticizing the paddle groups.
The high school initiation, on the other hand, is not so much increasing as making a comeback. And it is coming back not from itself but from the old college initiation, which is on the decrease. In other words, the college fraternity or sorority which made much use of the pledge paddle is, in reality, no more. But their activities have been taken over by the high schools of today and have been made over from a pastime with definite homosexual implications to a heterosexual pursuit. There is hardly a high school initiation that does not-if it does make use of the paddle-invite the opposite sex in to assist at the initiation. Much of this interest in high school initiations featuring paddling has been sustained and nurtured because of the new interest in the female buttocks, reinforced by the wearing of tight pants, shorts, and blue jeans. As teenagers really do quite a bit of style-creating, it could be assumed that the interest in paddle initiating will be kept up only as long as the students retain their interest in tight buttocks and crotch-accenting pants.
The fashion editors and writers tell us that tight pants are out. But they have been saying that each year for five years, much as the adult "experts" tell us (wishfully thinking perhaps) that rock-'n'-roll is just about finished. As one can plainly see upon entering a coffee shop on a Saturday night, be it a teenage "hangout" or not, the teenagers aren't paying much attention to all this predicting. Pants are getting tighter as rock-'n'-roll is getting louder. And along with tighter pants have come more numerous paddle initiations.
Another area that we have discussed, indirectly concerned with tightening pants, is the parental-teenage spanking which takes the combinational form primarily of father-daughter. The girls, if not the boys, are getting spanked more often. With the increased freedoms allowed teenagers, it is obvious that stricter punishments will have to be meted out. Whether these take the form of corporal punishments or other things such as teenage juries, is something that only the future can tell. Many parents of teenagers have found that nothing works so well as a spanking. We have even heard of several instances of parents paddling a teenage daughter just before a date. While their sore buttocks do not hinder their having a good time, the mothers who practice this "pre-date" spanking feel that a tingling bottom will remind them to be on better behavior. One mother expressed the opinion that reddened buttocks are a sure cure for the threat of early teenage pregnancy. How this is possible in the light of the fact that, for many, spanking remains solely as a sexual stimulant, is something that the reader will have to ponder for himself.
The current incidence of interest in spanking is, we have seen, related most strongly to the emphasis that the buttocks have attained over the breasts regarding which part of a woman's anatomy is the most stimulating visually. Tight pants play an important part in this shift of emphasis, along with the incontestable fact that, while every woman possesses a fanny of some proportion, not all possess an equally attractive bust measurement. Both the slim and the full hips, when tightly wrapped in a pair of pants, are inviting. Not so with the bosom. For further evidence the author has observed that the exotic dancers who are younger (call the dancers strippers if you wish) accent the derriere much more than the busts, especially as far as the dances are concerned, and some of the younger strippers are downright poverty-stricken above the waist. This seems not at all to bother the customers, the younger ones anyway who are, because of the current dances such as the Watusi and the Frug-which place all emphasis down around the hips-much more buttocks-oriented.
One would have to assume that spanking is on the increase for no other reason than that the literature on the subject is increasing. Men's magazines, teenage romance literature, and daily newspaper items are devoting themselves or at least more of their space to this subject in a way they never had before.
Additionally, the magazines sold under the counter are as expensive as ever and what is more significant, increasing in variety and abundance. Obviously, were people not interested in spankology, it wouldn't exist at the prices that can be gotten for it. How many buyers of these books are interested only in reading about the subjects, but don't practice any form of spankings themselves? Various publishers of this type of material report figures of between 80 and 100 per cent who buy this material are spankers or spankees, and do so regularly. If those appear to be high estimates one could point to the sexually-prurient books and say "How many that buy those books practice sex?" Obviously, although taking an expert to measure the actual number, the amount of sex practitioners among book buyers is in the majority.
If the pastime of spanking becomes more respectable, especially in the area of pleasure spanking, undoubtedly the spanking literature will gain some respectability too. The spanking devotee is, of course, hopeful that this respectability will take place quite soon, within the next few years or so. His ultimate goal is to have the stigmas of sadism and perversion removed from spanking and its more sedate variations, leaving the stronger flagellant deviations to themselves. The devotee desires that spanking, as such, be placed in its own category. He may succeed.
Undoubtedly the homosexual, too, wants to put himself in a different light, the soft light of respectability, and he is beginning to succeed, particularly in European countries. This is not to draw any implied comparisons, incidentally, as the spanker wants no part of the homosexual, and argues that true pleasure spanking can only be effected if there is a strong heterosexual element.
We looked, in the course of this book, at two comparatively minute areas of activity in the spanking field. One is the professional spanker who is-as in the prostitute, whom she very often also is-on the decrease. The other small amount of spanking activity is in this country's current educational system, although this measurement is beginning to take a turn upward on the measurement graph.
But as far as sustained and increased spanking is concerned, we can turn to the juvenile reformatories, at least those which care for girls. Rates-of girls returning to reformatories for a second sentence are far below that rate for the boys' institutions. Whether or not there is a correlative between this fact and the fact that reform-school paddling is primarily a property of the girls-only institutions is again a ponderable but immeasurable quantity. One thing is certain. The wardens of these female institutions are completely sold on paddling and are not about to give it up.
So the whacking of buttocks in various stratas of life does go on; it is practiced and read about often and has captivated the interest of millions. Whether we will become a nation of spankers in which the adult paddle and the prominently displayed spankology periodical are considered household items and not curiosities, and the sore and reddened bottom is considered commonplace, as common as the hangover, remains to be seen. A few years should tell the story.
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