To many, the Word is charged with excitement, expectation and sensuality, conjuring up images of closeness, love and protection, intimate exposure and a firm hand on waiting, sensitive bottom cheeks. The Word is often hard to say, except among those known to be of like mind, when it is almost whispered for fear that others may hear. It seems to fill their thoughts and dreams both night and day. The Word is Spanking!
There is a delightful, intimate, sensual and exciting fascination with the word 'spanking' among its true aficionados. To this dedicated group of people the meaning is simple. It means lying across a lap, bottom bared, and while being held lovingly in place, receiving an open hand on anxious, sensitive cheeks of yielding, naked flesh. Sometimes it stings, and even hurts a great deal, but always it feels good. Occasionally the hand is replaced by slipper or hairbrush, but ultimately it is the hand that is best enjoyed, though sometimes through tears.
Of course there are many folk whose personal understanding of the word includes more, far more, than this simple and delightful procedure, with all its variations, but to the truly dedicated other forms of corporal punishment deserve other descriptive names. They may be canings, or strappings or thrashings. They most surely have their honoured places in the lexicon of corporal punishment, but they are not spankings. Spankings are special.
It appears that most of those who delight in over the knee, bare bottom spankings have known the fascination since early childhood, and to some a spanking may even be the first memory. Almost invariably the experience is associated with someone of the opposite gender, except, perhaps, among those whose future destiny is not heterosexual. This fascination with earliest spankings is described, for anyone interested, in the autobiography of the late Sir Lawrence Olivier, star of stage and screen, and a true English gentlemen in his day. Much of the first part of the book contains descriptions of spankings and other corporal punishment (NY Times) at home and at school. Sir Lawrence remarks that for so many people the first moment of awareness in childhood involves a spanking. This writer, although hardly an Olivier, agrees from his own experience. Others may not.
Obviously those who came from families where spanking was not practised will not have such memories, yet the fascination still often begins early. A pat or slap on the buttocks seems to have a special meaning, even if not used as a form of correction. Somehow the sensitivity and intimacy connected with the behind is almost universally accepted as 'special.' Once learned, the delightful word, 'spanking,' takes on a life of its own. Those with the fascination, perhaps due to genetic nature, perhaps through nurture, probably a bit of both, are always excited by the concept, seeking to find it in literature, in film, in art and in real life. Getting into the proper position, being prepared, and the bare hand on bare bottom. The stuff of dreams!
Eventually as adults these children (when us adults were younger) who once avidly searched their dictionaries and the encyclopaedia for the magic word still type The Word into Internet search engines, or examine certain shelves in book stores, hoping that nobody is watching them. And still they dream, and sometimes are fortunate enough to find partners with whom to play.
Spankings! The delicious, exciting experience that may hold its measure of pain, yet never fails to delight. There can be happiness in tears. Of course from earliest years there is that delightful pleasure to be found in receiving a spanking, the comfortable, traditional position, the encircling arm, the intimate touch, the smacks. Bare hand on bare bottom. Many carry this into adulthood, to greater or lesser degrees, often combining this passive role with the delights that come from taking on the adult role. There is indeed something wonderful beyond belief in having a loved partner, consenting and accepting, lying across your lap. The delectable moment of slipping panties down to reveal the luxurious shape of lower curves. The first touch, irresistible patting and stroking, interspersed with stinging spanks. The pleasant knowledge that the sting is shared, giving comforting hugs, rubbing away the sting, and at last, regretfully the spanking is over.
The sensations of spanking are intimate, shared, delightfully tactile and wondrously beautiful to look upon. They fit into the magic of happy, erotic dreams, both by day and by night. To many, spanking means all the sensations that are a gift of sensuality, whether given or received, anticipated or fondly remembered. It really matters little who does what to whom, as long as it is done, and shared.
Almost everyone enjoys what are pleasantly known as love pats. To the connoisseurs, a spanking is the same but more intense, wonderful to give and to receive.
The reason for the spanking is unimportant within the context of this essay. Suffice it to say that within the mores of a time when spankings were given in some 90% of all households, it was a crime that had deserved a good spanking. What made it unusual was that it was done in public. Usually a teacher, preferring not to subject an unruly student to the principal and his strap, would take the child to the teachers' lounge or the nurse's office, place them across her lap, and administer the appropriate smacks in private.
The discussion among the childhood of the past, led to who was spanked at home. It seemed almost all of us. The methods used were considered, and the family rituals examined in detail. Pants up or down? Who took your pants down? Did you have to do it yourself, or did your parent do it for you? Were you over a knee? What implements were used? Beside the hand, the hairbrush was most common. Out of that event grew a 'spanking club'Â who would gather when possible, sometimes just two or three at a time, sometimes in a larger group, in a local wood lot.
The club carried on the fascinating discussion of spanking, and experimented happily with the art, girls spanking boys and boys spanking girls. It was a delightful time, but somehow the games faded out at about grade six, as puberty began to affect the group. By grade seven the spanking club was quietly disbanded. Self-consciousness took over.
And today? The fascination remains across the world! Whether given or received or both, spanking is a delightful thing to do. The word still inspires dreams and visions. Across a lap, a comforting arm, and a bared bottom receives a bare hand. It may sting, but it just feels good! And the definition? 'If you were not across a lap with your bottom bare, it was not a spanking.' That still has a delicious ring!
Spanking is popular in Erotica Books - especially 50 Shades of Grey!
Spanking! The fascination remains.
