I was out to brunch by the sea with my play partner last weekend when a group of lovely ladies in form-enhancing pants walked by. Attempting not to stare like a common degenerate (I’m a classy degener...

We spankos often experience shame over our fetish during our earliest years. We’re different in a way that feels intensely vulnerable, but it can take decades of fearful self-reflection to figure out ...

A few months back, my play partner decided he did not want me wearing clothes below the waist while I’m at home, particularly not while he’s there. He figures it’s not “practical” and that pantless la...

I’m not trying to be weird with this one… so don’t make it weird… but I would be remiss as a spanko to overlook this simple fact about our furry feline friends: some cats, like us humans, enjoy having...

Classical Greco-Roman art is filled with paintings, pottery, and sculptures that portray Cupid, the infamous arrow-wielding cherub, getting spankings. This is such a widespread phenomenon that I final...

I used to do a weird thing as a kid, both in public and private locations. It was something I was sure no one else ever did and if anyone found out, they’d definitely think I was nuts. The thought of ...

While my spanking fetish has been central to my psyche since childhood, I didn’t muster up the courage to dive into the kink scene until my late 20s. At the time, I went through a starry-eyed honeymoo...

While searching for partners, we spankos tend to venture into the kinky dating world with a specific vision in mind. Some of us are on the hunt for a lifetime partner primed for marriage and monogamy....

“We must all suffer one of two pains: the pain of discipline or the pain of regret.”—Jim RohnWe spankos are discipline-minded bunnies. We understand that behavioral patterns determine our quality of l...

All this talk of “naughty or nice” in spanko land around the holidays is superfluous. When people say “nice,” what they mean is obedient and to that I say: what’s in it for me, pal?I mean, whose rules...

When winter comes, even brisk spankings aren’t enough to keep us warm all the time. I start dreaming of tropical islands, and one in particular. It’s a hilly, magical getaway where we supposed ‘weirdo...

In a quaint little house decked with garlands and cheer,Lived a Brat who’d been naughty since this time last year.She wiggled and giggled with sneaky delight,For Christmas was coming… tomorrow! Tonight!Her Spanker had wrapped up her presents with care,Tucked them snugly beneath the twinkling tree there.He warned her each day with a stern, threatening plea:“Don’t peek at your gifts until Christmas, hear me?”But Brats will be Brats, and this one was prime—An expert in mischief, a menace sublime.Sh

After a festive outing last weekend, my play partner brought me home and spanked the dickens out of me. He began with his hand as usual, then utilized several wooden paddles throughout the process to ...

Every time we kinksters mention “Spanksgiving,” I imagine a voluptuous spankee crawling inside a hollowed-out turkey to play the role of STUFFING, leaving their big bare bottom sticking out the back f...

The spanko community tends to romanticize morning sessions. We’ve all seen porny videos of lazy spankees getting dragged out of bed and punished hard for sleeping in, groggy and half asleep. Those of ...

When I was younger and still in the kink closet, I wanted so badly to meet other spankos—not just for potential playtime, but for friendship too. I had kinky people around me, but none who felt the wa...

My play partner, an esteemed gentleman and fellow spanko, once asked me an intriguing question:“If you could press a button that would erase your spanking fetish and make you forget it ever existed, w...

As a California pseudo-hippie with a probing interest in the mysteries of the universe, I’m no stranger to the ancient practice of spiritual divination. Think tarot cards, palm readings, and scrying w...

Some people worship Jesus in their day-to-day lives. Spanking fetishists, however, are more likely to aim their devotion at the sacred curves of a begging backside.The art of erotic spanking is a time...

If you’re reading this, you’ve probably discovered the person you fancy is into spanking, and not just casually. A fetish isn’t an “I can take it or leave it” thing for those who have one. Spanking is...

In this era of passionate protest here in the U.S. of A, I’m frequently reminded of one of humanity’s most time-honored forms of résistance: mooning! When the classic act of dropping trou and baring o...

A lot of us spankees wear bruises from our play partners like jewelry. Marks can be a point of pride or bring about fond memories of intense, intimate moments. We enjoy watching them heal, marveling a...

This cockamamie internet thing we’re all addicted to didn’t exist yet when I was a kid and has transformed our world in ways no one could have predicted. There are days when I wish we could shove the ...

I’ve been in possession of a spanking fetish for as long as I can remember. This isn’t something I chose and it’s more of a need than a want. It feels like an important piece is missing from life’s pu...

Sometimes the rhythmic crack of steady slappage is the only soundtrack we need to enjoy a good spanking between kinky adults. Other times, however—particularly when we’ve got neighbors nearby and want...

An unspanked bare bottom is a splendid blank canvas. Whenever I’ve got one over my lap, I’m overcome with a robust desire to paint each cheek a glowing pink or even red. This task does not require a l...