Readers,
I know, from talks with many of my playmates, that public spankings play a large role in our spanko fantasies. For myself, having had the opportunity to dole out a few semi-public spankings (thanks to Angel, the VBB and his WW, and My Bottom’s Bottom), there is certainly an element of naughtiness, for both the spanker and the spankee. I’ve no interest in having to explain myself to passersby – or to the authorities, for that matter – but at least so far the fun has outweighed any perceived risk, and as we’ve recently spoken about the differences between fantasy and reality, I’m not touching on whether the concept is actually doable for anyone/everyone, but about what the fantasy means to us…
It tickles me that whomever is with me, in a public setting, may be unsure of whether or not I’m willing to spank them – right then and there – in front of anyone who may choose to look; whether it will be one or two ‘warning swats’, or whether I’ll have the audacity to pull out my hairbrush and really go to town. Simply the implied threat alone is enough to fulfill my need to make you sweat in public…
Is this an exhibitionist streak which runs alongside our spanko-ness? Do we really *want* to get caught, or is the idea of getting caught, of being overheard, of others knowing what we’re doing, the goal? What drives the fantasy of pulling to the side of a dusty country road for a paddling, or stepping out onto the balcony for an early morning OTK?
As I’ve shared with several playmates, my personal public spanking fantasy of late has involved the Las Vegas strip, and a brave paddle-holding boy wearing a sandwich board announcing ‘It’s My Birthday!’. I, of course, would simply watch, utterly amused, as perfect strangers stride up, read the sign, laugh, and grab the paddle from my playmate in order to deliver his ‘birthday whacks’. I’m sure that there would be no lack of takers, based on the fact that most folks come here to do things they’d never have the chance to do at home…i.e. spanking a perfect stranger on the Las Vegas strip in broad daylight. (The YouTube video would go viral.)
This, I can assure you, would bring me no end of pleasure.
– Dana
P.S. This is where you jump in…have you? Would you? Or do you just love the idea?
Public punishment has always been one of my favourite fantasies. Sometimes it’s a simple spanking others it a full on judicial style punishment in front of a baying crowd. In reality though it’s extremely unlikely to happen. Both my Mistress and I are private people and the exposure would embarrass both of us. I have been punished in front of witnesses and even though they are similarly minded people with an interest in spanking it still adds a frisson of excitement to the proceedings. Something else I find exciting is when she threatens to punish me whilst we are out. Sometimes whilst we are eating out she will say ” I’m going to give your bare bottom such a spanking when we get home” or ” I think we start with the strap today”. She doesn’t say it loudly but there is always the chance the waiting staff or the people at nearby tables have heard. This never fails to get me into the mood for the punishment to come.
I love this post Dana. Conversations with Spankos are definitely my favorite blog pieces.
I guess it’s funny though. Goes to show you how what “public” may mean to one person might be totally unrelated to what it might mean to another – as I could not figure out why you mentioned me as having been on the receiving end of one of your public spankings. Until of course, I scrolled down and you mentioned the Balcony Hop Video.
It never really REALLY occurred to me that this was public. In my mind, if I can’t see somebody close enough to know they might be watching or hearing – it’s an out of sight, out of mind thing. As far as I could tell, nobody was watching us on that balcony so it wasn’t public. There was no one who had close enough access to our personal space to make that element either arousing or aversive.
Regarding The VBB and his experience, I still wouldn’t consider that public, either. If you are pulling off on the side of the road to offer some discretion, to me that defeats the purpose. I’d definitely consider being spanked on the Vegas Strip or in a restaurant “public.”
That’s titillating – but I don’t know what that would mean in reality. I’ve gotten a smack or two in public playfully, but I’ve seen this happen on numerous occasions in vastly different public environments between two people who probably don’t even know what domestic discipline is. If it’s playful and bystanders get that vibe, it’s definitely cool in my book. If there’s anything going on in public to insinuate someone’s hand on my ass is the result of being punished (tone of voice, serious face, scolding, harder than a light swat, the word “spank” actually being used), that gives me the jitters a little – maybe a lot.
If you were to whip out a hairbrush, drag me to a restroom, or just smack me where we were standing more than one or two times, I’m really not sure how that would make me feel – or you. I’ve been threatened with it numerous times – but when it came right down to it, like a child, I knew the person in authority would most likely be reluctant to do it publicly. I have never been wrong. I had often challenged my Tops that way because I had a strong suspicion it might have embarrassed them more than it would embarrass me, which definitely gives me some sort of smug satisfaction. Of course there were usually delayed consequences, but none that weren’t worth the slight feeling of power knowing for the moment knowing I was consequence free.
It’s obviously something I’ve thought about which is why I asked you that question in your forum. We had never discussed it and I really was curious to know your thoughts. I can’t wait to read what everyone else has to say about it and I’m glad you did a thorough weigh-in. I can definitely see you playfully engaging this kind of scene. But considering the first time I was at the airport with you and didn’t whack me (or murder me) when I was nagging at you about your airline preferences – I’m still not quite convinced you’d haul off and smack my butt (or anyone else’s) in public in a way that would suggest it’s actually discipline. That being said, were you to – there would definitely be an element of shock and humiliation involved. I still don’t know.
Since I genuinely can’t imagine what it would *really* be liked to be spanked in public – I’m just going to say: “I dare you.” Only because I’m pretty sure it’s one of those situations neither one of us really knows what I want…
^i^ Angel ^i^
PS (I’m just playing with you. It’s not really a challenge and I’m not trying to provoke you into anything. Since I’m pretty decently behaved in New York with you and we don’t get around much in Vegas, I’m not very concerned about the chances of it occurring. But it’s one of those things that is fun to fantasize about and mull over how public discipline might make me feel less inclined to publicly brat if I knew the consequences would not be delayed. That might be a situation where there is a great disconnect between fantasy and reality).
Ive never been spanked outdoors except for a slap now and then ,wouldn’t mind being spanked in a park or a beach with few people around in the evening .Don’t mind being scolded by a lady in a public place and then being dealt with back at the hotel .As i have never been spanked outdoors i would prefer my 1st time to be somewhat private to see whether i would enjoy it or not . As to giving them i have given a few ( on the side of the road) and have done lots of scolding in the car ( 3 brats in the car with me and they would not behave-long story but fun ) Good post !!
Ha, ha!
For what it matters, I have a story to tell on this subject!
After learning a bit more about studies re hugging in greeting and kissing in greeting, I made a sign for the 4th of July, 2012 . . . and I modified my sign for Seattle Folklife 2013. Seattle Folklife is a festival on 4 days on the weekend of Memorial Day . . . held every year at the Seattle Center grounds. Among dozens of other activities, there are usually a few dozen young ladies who walk in the fountain area with signs that say free hugs.
I had experimented with a sign last year–though not in time for Folklife 2012–and found that people at my 2 chosen venues were mostly just as receptive to an adult guy (me) with a free hugs, free kisses sign as is Folklife to people who are not quite in their 50s, with their free hugs signs.
Anyway, for 2013, I made a new sign . . . Free hugs, free kisses or bises, and “Study: spanked or caned men happier; reason unknown.”
Most people who responded to the sign hugged me and ignored the phrase about the study. There was a fellow who understood (and who probably canes people regularly) and whom I let cane me briefly 5 swats. On the 3rd or 4th day, there was a group of about 6 guys and gals sitting on one of the lawns, and a gal of the group came to me and said, Some of my friends want to know what caning is. So I went over to the group of six and summarized what caning is in 4 minutes, and the gal wanted a easy swat as a demonstration for her friends, and I swatted her. She was very happy it did not hurt badly and perhaps I was way to easy for her swat, but she didn’t wish me to try swatting her again!
Probably a dozen persons or couples asked for an explanation of the study, including one gal from Texas who seemed to not even know what caning was and who was visiting Seattle that weekend.
But we didn’t get close to much of a public spanking or caning . . . this year! Maybe when I am rich I will pay a provider to visit Folklife . . . and have some teasing fun . . .! Or, I’ll send a note to some of the local sororities that they could send some gals to do some teasing . . .
I was spanked in public numerous times. Twice we went to an alternative bar where the patrons were gay and lesbians. We choose this bar because we believed the patrons wouldn’t be shocked by our deviant behavior. After a couple of glasses of wine she turned me over her knee and game me about 15 hard loud spanks with a large school style paddle. No one seemed to mind.
Once we went to an adult boutique and purchased a paddle. The salesgirl game us permission to go into the back room to try it out.
Twice I was paddled in the back seat of my car.
About once or twice a month we roll played in private either her being a principal, neighbor catching me stealing lingerie off of her clothesline, or her being a neighbor spanking me and her nephew. These paddlings were always severe punishment paddlings
I would definitely not want a public spanking that was something serious. A swat given in fun is a different matter. That isn’t something that bothers me and I have even done that. I have seen that happen and generally I think most people see it humorously or affectionately.
One of my fantasies is having a spanking down at the river, early in the morning, when no one else is around. Then go about panning for that yellow stuff. :-)
The only public spankings I have had occurred at a party and I don’t count that as really being public because it was a spanking party, after all.
The only reason I would ever wish for a public spanking by you, would be to show people that you are really in-charge of me. I like being passive to you Ms. Kane.
On a regular basis I get and deliver playful spanks in public at my regular karaoke bar. I have a raucous rowdy group of friends and we all delight in the playful activity. I have never seen anyone giving us strange looks over it.
I never got a serious spanking in public. If it happened I would probably die of shock more than pain. LOL
But a semi public spanking could be thrilling. Years ago I had a MAD crush on a guy who looks like Mark Harmon. He was a karaoke host and talked one of the bar’s managers into letting use make use of a private banquet room upstairs to give me a spanking. The manager came along for the show. It was a very bare bottomed hand spanking that left my ass hot for about an hour after. :)
It seems like the concept of ‘public’ means a little something different to us all – or maybe there are just degrees. Either way, the common thread seems to be that most of us view the concept of public spanking as somewhat titillating.
I’ll be looking forward to more comments (and stories)…
– Dana
We were walking out of a Sushi place and K gave me a swift swat on an already sore bottom. It took me by surprise as I have always been the one doing the swatting. Not sure if anyone saw but it was a slight rush. I would consider it but would not want to be on the Strip. What really took me by surprise is that we were standing by our cars in the parking lot and she reached up ( K is about 5′ nothing) and slapped my face pretty good.I didn’t do anything bad I think she was just proving her dominance and testing me. Pretty sure the security guy on his scooter saw that one. K can be sweet to hang around and we can have a normal time but when the dom is on it is on were ever we are at and I must submit. Not complaining just an observation.
Then the other part is if it were in front of a group of women that would be one thing, would not want to be spanked in front of a group of guys (although most of them would probably be envious as hell)
Until this post, I have never really thought about it. Now that it I have, I would totally be into it! For me, it would solidify who is in control, and in my case it would be Dana. I can’t imagine what I would do to deserve a swat or two or full on spanking in public but I’m sure I could come up with something! I think a “planned spanking” in public takes the fun out of it. For me, if I were out in public with Dana and were to smart-off etc. I would expect her to give me a couple of warning swats with a “wait til I get you home” or haul me off to the bathroom and do what she does best. And like Dana, I could give a rip about what other people think!
The closest I came was a couple of summers ago at a backyard BBQ at some friends who had just done some remodeling. Apparently, I’d been gawking at their 19 year old daughter and her friends as they got in and out of the pool. My wife had given me some glances, but…well, you know how cute some of those Southern California girls can be in their bikinis!
Finally, my wife asked our hostess if we could go back to see what they had “done with the bedroom.” We were encouraged to do so and off we went. As soon as we got in the room, my wife closed the door and said, “Take those pants down right now. Panties too. Hand me your belt. You will NOT look at those girls that way! You’re embarassing me, the girls, and yourself. Bend over!” I got about 15 with the belt and was able not to cry out…too loudly. She gave me back my belt, told me to pull up my panties (she requires I wear them) and my pants and if I EVER behaved like that again, she’d do what she just did in front of everyone.
While I doubt she really would do so, the threat kept me focused that time and in the future. No one said anything or gave any indication that they’d heard my discipline session, but that was about as public as I’d want to be spanked!
As you might guess, I am spanked at home by my wife when I misbehave. I’ve often wondered if those TSA folks ever comment to each other about the paddle I pack in my carry on luggage!
Thanks, Dana
Mark