Tuesday, December 29, 2009


My name is Rich also known as Mr. Spankman. I want to share with you some of my adventures. I've been into spanking as long as I can remember. Growing up and coming of age in the 1960s spanking was everywhere. In the home, school, media, books, TV, cartoons. I just considered it a part of life. Without going into detail I had a good spanking life as a switch from age 18 to 40, then it became a GREAT spanking life . Working as security at a fetish show in Lawrence Kansas 7 years ago, I sort of seized the moment. a lady waiting in line during audience participation looked anxious. I asked if i could help her. All she wanted was a birthday spanking.
I told her I could help. Taking a chair, I motioned her over my lap and proceeded to give her her birthday wish. That was the start of my career first as Mr. Paddleman then Mr. Spankman.
I have worked my spanking booth various fetish nights in the Kansas City/ Lawrence area the last 7 years. I have also given talks to groups on the history and techniques of spanking to various groups. In short I love spanking and paddling. Everything about it. This is what this blog is all about.
The pictures above are from a live on stage spanking I gave 5 years ago to a lady friend visiting Kansas City. The action is real and it was fun, part of my ADVENTURE !!
Rich Spankman

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You need DISCIPLINE ! Get ye to the Fetish Show

This is something I wanted to share.About six years ago I was running my spanking booth at a fetish show in Kansas City. A woman, let's say in her mid 40s approached me. She asked me if I could do her a favor. I told her depended what it was.She motioned towards to women, I'd say early 20s to come over. The mid 40s lady told me, they were out of control and needed discipline. If I could give them both a spanking !I asked the two ladies, if they felt they needed a spanking, one replied quickly, with a yes. The other nodded her head in agreement.I had the first woman brace herself against a guard rail, with her bottom slightly stuck out ( she was wearing jeans ). Going through my toy bag I pulled out a one of my wood paddles. About a foot in length, medium thickness in density. I instructed the woman I was going to paddle her. She nodded her head and said, " okay." I proceeded to give her around 12 swats with the paddle. They weren't real hard, between light and medium intensity. For her last swat I told her, this was going to be a little harder then the others. I let it go right to her sit spot, she yelped a little. I told her that was it. She turned around, smiled and hugged me.Now it was the next lady's turn. She shyly glanced at me and told me in a low voice, she needed a spanking ! I told her, I'd be more than glad to help.I told her to position herself like her friend. I noticed her jeans were cut away at the sit spots. I went to my toy bag and pulled out a smaller, thin wood paddle, that was just made to pay service to her exposed lower cheeks. I proceeded to paddle her, alternating cheeks, changing speeds, spreading the paddle swats around, but giving emphasis on her exposed bottom buns. The paddling lasted probably 3 minutes. After I told her I was done, she stayed in position and she told me she needed a little more attention. I put the paddle down and gave her several spanks on each of her exposed butt cheeks. Between spanks I rubbed the area and gave her a few more. We stopped, she also hugged me and left the spanking area.Folks, this was HOT ! Not only did I get to give two great spankings, but also got to serve a necessary function of helping the lady in charge of them issue DISCIPLINE !! ( LOL ).

Posted by Rich Spankman at 2:26 AM

This is a story I call, THE MIDNIGHT VISITOR. ( true story )
This is a true story, still fresh in my mind as the night the following events transpired ).
In the spring of 1981, Kansas City had an NBA basketball team. Today they are known as the Sacramento Kings, then they were the Kansas City Kings. Generally they lost a lot except this particular year, they had reached the Western Conference finals against the Houston Rockets. Being a basketball fan I was excited about this big event. I got a ticket to one of the games and the Kings won ( actually only game of the series they were to win ). I got back to my apartment about midnight, getting prepared to go to bed since I had to go to work the next morning, recently starting a new job. Just as I was getting ready for bed, I heard a rattle on the back window of my apartment, ( it was a ground level apartment ).
I was concerned since it was late and I wasn't expecting anyone. It was a warm evening and the window was up, with the screen down. At the time I was a competition archer. I had my equipment in the living room. I went and got my bow and placed an arrow in it and drew the bow back, moving the curtain back with the arrow tip. As I pulled the curtain pack, there stood my girlfriend Kathy. I asked, " what the hell are you doing ?" She comes back with, " I just wanted to drop by and say hi. " Then she grins at me, I didn't expect this type of reception, let me in!" I told her to "come around to the back door and I'll let you in."

I went to the lobby and opened the back door and brought her in. I went to get a couple of beers and she sat on the floor. I joined her on the floor and inevidably, the conversation went to her antics at the back window. I told her what she had done was dangerous. She smiled and added, " well I've been a bad girl and I know I need to have my ass beat ! "

Before I go on I'll add a little more detail to the relationship. At the time I was 25, Kathy was 23. Side by side we were a very good physical match. I am 5'11" at the time around 175 lbs. Also had black hair, that was sort of on the long side. Kathy was probably 5'6", blond hair, medium length. She kept herself in great shape, large breast, with a very narrow waist and little butt. Also, she loved to be spanked. A hand on her butt, totally fired her up. We had played on several occasions, but this was the first time she had gotten herself into a disciplinary situation.

I told her," yep, you need a spanking. " Saying that, still sitting on the floor I pulled her over my lap, with her jeans still on, I began a quick series of light spanks to each side of her fully clad bottom. She was always a verbal spankee, Ohhhh, OHHHH, OH!!!!. Then I told her, you know these have to come down. unsnapping the front of her jeans, she arched up a little and I pulled the jeans down to the lower part of her butt cheeks, then rubbing her back, I said, " patting her panties, these have to go too !!"

She looked back at me, " OH NO, my BARE, OH !!! Pulling the panties down to the level of her jeans there it was, the most beautiful target I could imagine. Two small flesh mounds, pointed up at me, twitching in the nights dimly lite room.Patting her bun cheeks, then rubbing them, I raised by right hand, slightly cupped,to begin with, so I could feel the contours of her bun cheek in my hand, brought it down on her right bun cheek, first starting slow then gaining momentum and speed, slowly alternaing cheeks. Then I flattened out my hand in a more traditional style and worked her entire bottom, landing many directly on the divide that separated the right from left bun. Her bottom language gave away what she was experiencing. Her, bottom arched back to receive each hand spank I delivered to her, I could feel her body starting to shake too, and the numerous, " Oh, OHHH, OHHHHHH, NOOOOOO, OHHHHHHHHH," that filled the room .

I told her after the hand spanking that since she was bad I had to reinforce the seriousness of what she had done. She asked, " What are you going to do ?" I reached over and found a slipper on the floor I wore when I got up in the morning. She said, "you're not, NO, please Rich don't use that shoe on my butt, PLEASE !!!" I told her, she didn't it and think about it as I slipper you. With that I brought the slipper down, on the middle of her bottom, four rapid fire spanks. " OHHHHH, AHHHHH, NOOOOO, OHHHHHH !!!!' The it was over. She laid over my lap, breathing heavily. She said in a low voice, you know what this means. I let her up, she continued to remove the lower portion of her clothing. Smiling at me, she took my hand as I got up off the floor.
Nodding her head towards the bed room we moved into what usually were my sleeping quarters,but on this night I knew sleep was out of the question. I looked at the clock ad it was 1:00 AM. I'll leave the rest of the night to your imagination. As the night progressed my next moment of reality was to see the sun had risen, it was 6:00 AM. Needless to say, I never made it to work that day !!!!