Men’s spanking fantasies seem to be lot different than women’s. Here are two that are popular.
I saw this on a message board: My current biggest fantasy is to be spanked with my wife by a woman. Since my wife and I switch, we spank each other. I would like to know what it would be like to be bent over a table beside my wife. To be spanked with her. Listening to the smacks on her bum and knowing mine is next.
I really hope they can find a willing spanker. We have had the pleasure of the company of a female switch on many occasions where everyone spanked everyone. Red bottoms all around. But, I don’t recall Bacall and I bent over the same time. I would like that. I think I would like it if she went back and forth giving each of us a few licks and then switching to the other one. I would want to hold hands with Bacall. I know she would get into competitive mode trying to accept her licks.
If one woman giving a man paddle pops is good, then two women is even better. In this fantasy, the wife invites her best friend, a neighbor, her sister, etc. over to help her paddle her husband. [Hey why not all three?] I have to tell you from personal experience, this can be a lot of fun for all. [See first fantasy] In the spanking stories, the man is humiliated by the presence of the second woman. That is lost of me, the more the merrier as far as I am concerned.
My Long Time Personal Favorite Fantasy
We would live in a neighborhood of couples who switch. One could be sent to fetch a implement and bring it home for use. Anyone that looked out their window could see who was carrying what to where. Or one could be sent for a paddling at a neighbors home. Most Saturday mornings, both men and women would be seen walking in their panties to a neighbors for a bottom warming. That’s all. Not very kinky is it?
Personal note: When I was going to be spanked as a kid, fear set in as soon as the sentence was pronounced. The longer the interval, the more time it worked on me. I would like to be able to have a little of that again. But, it’s all long gone. Likewise, the few times I was paddled by a woman with another female teacher as a witness, it doubled the humiliation. It would be nice to be able to have a little of that feeling as an adult, but like fear, it is not a feeling any more.