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1:19am 10-27-2020
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When my brothers and I were kids, we were allowed to play outside in our neighborhood until the streetlights came on. Once those streetlights came on, all the kids headed home for supper and bedtime. Well, we were in the middle of building a fort in one of the vacant lots, and one of the boys had the bright idea to ignore the lights. Of course, once he said he wasn’t going home, we all had to do the same if we didn’t want to seem like sissies. As the only girl, I especially had to prove that I was tough.

So we continued building our fort as it got darker and darker outside. Suddenly headlights pulled into the vacant lot, and our Dad stepped out of his car. “Get. Home. Now.” he said. And we did.

My two older brothers were considered too old for spankings - they would get licks with Dad’s paddle in the garage where he did his woodworking. I was just young enough to still get a pants-down spanking instead of the paddle. My two younger brothers were in for the pants-down swats, too. The three of us trooped upstairs to the little boys’ room.

Dad fumbled around in my brothers’ toy box and pulled out a 2′ orange Hot Wheels Track.

Dad took a seat on the lower bunk bed. “Patrick,” he said, and my baby brother, age 4, burst into tears. Patrick walked over to Dad already rubbing his bottom and sobbing. Dad placed Pat over his left leg and used his right to secure Pat’s little legs between his. He pulled down Pat’s shorts and superhero briefs to expose his little bottom. Then, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat as Patrick’s sobs crescendoed. Dad gently pulled Pat’s clothes up over his red bottom and stood him up. Patrick’s face was bright red behind his many freckles.

“Michael,” Dad said, and my 6-year-old brother stepped forward, biting his lip and holding his hands together as if in prayer. Dad positioned him, exposed his bottom, and administered the seven swats as Michael also began to sob.

“Jean,” Dad said, and I put on my toughest face as I took my place over Dad’s knee and felt my jeans and panties being pulled down. Swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat. As Dad gently pulled up my panties, I spat out the words, “That didn’t even hurt!”

Oh dear. I felt myself being secured between Dad’s legs again and my panties being pulled back down. Swat! Swat! Swat! Now I was sobbing. Swat! Swat! “I’m sorry!” I said. Swat! Swat! Dad gently pulled up my panties and jeans and stood me up. I was trembling as I listened to Dad’s lecture about coming home immediately when the streetlights came on.

Dad left the room to paddle our older brothers downstairs. Michael and Patrick both wanted to see the red marks on my bottom. They were in awe of their big sister who had taken two spankings in a row!


When I was in first grade our class was being loud and uncooperative. My teacher was a older lady that no doubt taught at a time where spanking was allowed in schools. I was trying to reach a glue stick on the top shelf of her cupboard and I had climbed up on a little ledge to get a boost. My teacher whom I’m sure hated me came over and lifted me down and gave me sound smack across my bottom. I was so shocked because spanking was not allowed in schools any more and the entire class had borne witness, including my twin sister. I remember vividly I was wearing sweat pants with elastic waistband that had no cushion and it felt like she has slapped me on my bare butt and sounded as much.

I went back to my desk and sat there with no clue to what the heck happened or what was to come. My sister told me later that day that the teacher pulled my pants down and slapped me on my bare butt and the whole class saw… and she was going to tell mom and dad when she got home. I felt like the teacher was in the wrong (she was!) and so when my sister told the story to my parents I wasn’t concerned. I was curious about their take on the whole thing. The conversation did not however go as I thought it would… there was no “how dare that teacher spank my child.” They asked my sister if I deserved a spanking from the teacher for climbing and she admitted to them the teacher had good reason! Then my mom asked how many spanks the teacher gave me and my sister said just one. My mom picked me up by the waist and carried me off to her room sat on her bed and flung me over her lap and stated she was going to finish what my teacher didn’t. The same sweat pants where pulled to my ankles almost unknowingly as they fit loosely and for some reason I was not wearing any panties that day so I realized that yes the teacher did in fact smack my bare bum as did my mom.

So even though I did not grow up in a time where a spanking at school should have happened, it did, and finished at home. My twin sister still teases me to this day about the entire class seeing my bare bum get smacked and she had no problem telling all the kids and my teacher that my mom finished the job later. It was so humiliating but my mom especially was one who believed when kids were bad they got a spanking, not a smack so I guess I wasn’t surprised to go over her knee at home. I did receive many spankings at home for my bad behaviour in school thanks to my twin sister for ratting me out. Funny thing is she constantly was a witness to my spankings and there was a lot of them but I saw her spanked only once, and clothed, by my dad. I don’t recall my mom spanking her ever but she was a princess and I was a Tomboy.


I was expected to behave anywhere my parents weren’t as if they we there. In my grade school class room our desks were out together in sets of six. I sat on the end. I was quite study time because it was too cold to go out for recess. The 2 kids on the other end would not stop talking so the whole table got in trouble. The teacher sent a note home for a parent signature. I had to lay on the sofa and take my panties down so my dad could spank me. I was spanked in the living room to be an example to my siblings. I told both parents I wasn’t the one of the ones who was talking. The next day the girl next to me told me she got spanked. I then told her I did too.


One time when I was 12, I wanted to go somewhere with my 2 girlfriends. I had a habit of asking to do something with my friends standing with me so in my mind she wouldn’t say no. I had been warned several times not to do so. I did it again and her reply was the only place your going is into your room for a spanking.

I went to my room and sat on my bed because I didn’t think she would spank me. Most of the times she said that she didn’t follow through. This time she came in and told me to stand up. I hesitated but eventually stood up. She took ahold of my arm a began spanking me. I jerked out of her hold. The next thing I knew she had grabbed the back of my shorts and yanked them down to my knees and pushed me down on my bed. She really spanked me, harder than I’d ever been spanked. She covered my entire butt and tops of my thighs. I was told to stay in my room for the rest of the day. She also said that if I was to need another spanking from then on it would be with my panties down and with a paint stirring stick (they were made of wood in the 70’s). I only received 2 more spankings in my life, but she held to her word. Both times it was for snotty attitude. Both times she broke the stick on my butt.


My mom kept a wood spoon atop the fridge. If you earned a spanking she took you into the living room, closed the door, had you hike up your skirt or drop your pants, bend over the arm of the sofa, and pop pop pop she went to town. Usually somewhere between 1/2 your age in swats on up to your age in swats (depending on offense). ONCE she took a belt to me, but that was her atomic option only if you REALLY messed up.
11:04pm 10-26-2020
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When I was was a little girl and got punished, I tended to feel sorry for myself and didn't understand why every little rule had to be enforced. That changed when I was 9 and in the middle of getting spanked for breaking some fairly minor rule. I was over her lap getting spanked on my bare bottom with a wooden spoon. I stopped crying for a second, looked up at her, and said "Can't we talk about the rules?!?" She told me to get back in place. When she had spanked some more, she let me cry it out, then sat me up on her lap and said "Love, we can talk about the rules, but not when you are in the middle of breaking them."

I don't know why, but right then it seemed like the most logical thought ever spoken, and I was never prouder to have her for a mother. It just perfectly summarized what our respective places in the family were. So when she said "Now you have to get a few more for your backtalk" I flopped back down without a word of protest even though I was already hurting like heck. My attitude changed for good after that. I can't remember a single time after that I ever resented any punishment she decided to give.


My mother was born in 1913, and was raised by her dad after her mom died in the 1918 flu pandemic. He didn’t like to spank. But because, mom said, she was a ‘boisterous’ child, he had to, occasionally.

Girls still wore lots of petticoats and he always spanked her through her dress, rather than pull her skirts up and spank her bloomers.

She would stand in front of him and push her hips forward, leaving only petticoats for him to whack that belt against. But she would howl loudly as if it hurt a lot, when it really wasn’t even getting to her butt!

And, it never failed - if she made enough fuss, the next day he would go out and buy her a new dress, because he felt so guilty.

She was the best-dressed girl in her school!


One of the worst spankings have seen was when my aunt and uncle came back from a family trip.

As they got home my cousin, 10 at that time, was in a real bad mood. I heard my aunt yelling at her and told her to get in the house and go to your room. As I was at the car she slammed the car door shut catching my fingers in it. I just screamed in pain as they opened the door up, and my uncle went right after my cousin. My aunt brought me into the house and to get some ice for my hand.

As we walked into the kitchen my uncle had my cousin over his knee yelling at her. My aunt went to the stove and handed my uncle a wooden spoon. I remember my cousin laying over his knee with her pants on the floor and only her underwear on. She was screaming "no! no! I'm sorry!" but as bad as she was apparently she had it coming prior to trapping my hand in the door.

Her spanking started and the smacks of the spoon rained on her little backside. The screaming and crying started almost right away but that didn't matter. After it seemed like the spanking stopped her dad yelled at her about everything she had done to deserve the spanking she was getting. Round 2… the spanking started again for another 2 or 3 minutes it seemed like. Surprisingly I was allowed to stand there and watch.

After it all stopped he asked her what do you have to say for yourself and to your cousin. All I remember hearing was her saying “I hate you…I hate you!" as she lay there crying. Her pulled her panties down took his belt off and landed 10 strokes with the belt on her very very red buttocks. After that she was just screaming and she was let up and jumping around. I felt so bad but seeing her get spanked I couldn't look away.


As a little girl, my parents’ go-to punishment was pants down or dress flipped up, underpants pulled to expose my bottom.

At home, Dad would often use a Hot Wheels track, while Mom preferred the wooden spoon. Mom didn’t spank in public and would wander away if Dad was going to spank me or one of my brothers. She found it embarrassing.

In public Dad had to use his hand since he didn’t carry Hot Wheels tracks around with him. Usually I was spanked for “smart-mouthing.” The words would come out of my mouth, and the next thing I knew, I was over Dad’s knee with my bottom exposed and seven good hard wallops reddening my bottom.

I know I was spanked fairly often in public, but I specifically remember being spanked at Disney World. I was six, and the weather was really hot, and I was grouchy. My parents were trying to figure out when the parade was happening and if we should stay for the parade, and I kept interrupting to say that I wanted to go back to the hotel and go swimming.

Mom told me to hush while she and Dad figured out what we were going to do, and I said, “It’s not my fault you guys didn’t plan ahead. Stupids!” Oh dear. There was a bench nearby, and Dad had my shorts down and was administering seven loud smacks before I knew what was happening. Afterwards I lay quietly on the bench rubbing my bottom while Mom and Dad made their decisions.

I was a nervy kid, and I don’t remember being particularly embarrassed or even upset about my spankings. They just shut me up and put me in a kind of state of shock. I remember that I had a red hand mark sticking out under my shorts for quite a while, and one of my brothers comforted me with a piece of candy.
11:05am 10-24-2020

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Thanks for another two great updates!
11:17pm 10-21-2020
Rude Rumps
I LOVE the doll spanking pictures!! They bring back quite a few Barbies got spanked so much it wore out their bottoms I'm afraid...and yes one had red marker on her bottom permanently
8:27pm 10-11-2020
Another brilliant update. Thanks for all the work you have done.

{HandPrince replies: You're welcome! :-) }
8:11am 09-30-2020
Have visited this site for years first time posting. I am a life-long spanko. I was spanked growing up along with my two sisters. Both parents spanked but mainly Dad and almost entirely bare bottom (or bum as we say in Canada) over the knee. Spankings were usually done privately in the bedroom but definitely saw my sisters growing up.

I got my last spanking at thirteen in grade 8. My fascination started the next year when I had my first girlfriend. One day I was over at her house and her younger sister was spanked while I was there we didn't see it but sure heard it. My girlfriend told me about the spankings in her family and the fact she was still subject to go over her dad's knee. She then confessed that in the last year after her spanking when she was alone in her room she would play with herself. Since then I have always been fascinated with spanking memories. Love to hear people's real life spankings and can share more of mine and hers as she is now my wife!!
12:30pm 09-27-2020

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I’m curious, if you have statistics on this, what is your most viewed image?

{HandPrince replies: I don't have stats for viewership of images. But I have little doubt that the Barb image on the Homepage is the most viewed.}
9:33pm 09-22-2020
Jay Dodge
Hey y'all, thought you might be interested in this..!

Great supernanny video
6:30pm 09-21-2020
seamus lenihan
I enjoy rude rumps pages
lee warner stuff is pretty good too but i like the 3d art better
2:05pm 09-19-2020
I've been a frequent visitor of this site ever since I was in 13 back in 2012!! I got spanked growing up as a kid until I was 10. But I didn't develop a fascination for spanking art and photos until I was in 8th grade. My top favorite artists here are sccssc123, Rude Rumps, Chip Wilson (his one image on Gallery #141), E.Ghost.S, and Lee Warner. Lee Warner's work is my most favorite because his colored images look so realistic with the redness of the girl bottoms, the people, clothing, and furniture, and more. Some of his drawings suggest other things to my imagination. That's another thing that makes the drawings look realistic. The drawings of the pleased parents and the girl being spanked in front of the class are hilarious! All in all, I love all the artwork on this site!
9:19am 09-18-2020
Lee Warner
AltCor, you're not alone in the fantasy of a big brutal guy and helpless little near-teen, see
Looks like some people are interested in chatting, sure, what with the pandemic I have time on my hands...write
2:47pm 09-17-2020

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Hi, all! For those interested in spanking-themed fanworks, I've created an account on Archive of Our Own, under the same name I use here. One of the works you can now see on my AO3 page is a parody of "Penny Lane" based on Lurking Dragon's "Melody's Story" and the Rejuve universe. I've linked to it as my home page for this post.
9:32am 09-08-2020
To IanDayre - Thank you very much, I'm glad you like it. My work mostly depicts older girls (14-25) and spankers that look like a retired WWE fighter because that's the fictional scenario that most appeals to me. I like spankers to be brute, scary, burly men, and the spankees to be small, fragile and cute.

I'm a spanker in real life (of adult women of course) so I'm not looking to see myself represented in my art (I'm not a big ugly monster), rather I'm looking for something else, kind of an "extreme scenario". Good news for people with different taste is that I'm now only working on commissions, so if someone wants to see him represented in a drawing or story he can contact me and I can bring his idea to life. The rest of my work can be found in AOTK and Deviantart. Good day!
6:34pm 09-07-2020
Cal W
Like everyone else, I’m a long time fan of Lee Warner and Rude Rumps. I was spanked as a kid and have had an odd fascination with it for as long as I can remember. I recently read Rude Rumps’s amazing graphic novel, and — like many people — found that it captured a lot of my own experiences with spanking. I am an amateur artist and have posted some of my drawings elsewhere — maybe one day I will be good enough to make it on here. I always love to correspond with people, so feel free to email me at To Rude in particular — I would love to chat with you if you are interested.
Thanks to all the artists out there who contribute here and elsewhere.
12:19pm 09-05-2020

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like the new update special the image with school discipline made by D Adams more from that artist could be nice

the link I have put in here is for my favourite comic where little daniel get a spanking from teacher
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