Memoirs...

Hi, I thought it may be an idea to share a little more about spankings I have been involved with both commercially and privately play via this site and instead of just putting a few static paragraphs down I thought it would be more fluid to turn a blog live. The problem being I hate blogs, though I appreciate it can be an ever-evolving stream of information for those who would like to look deeper. Times and dates are somewhat vague now but I hope it will offer some sort of guide about what has happened along the way so far.

School...

When I was a young boy at the front of the class with a view of the teacher’s petticoat showing a tantalising inch of lace now and again and in those days when the teachers used to take somebody across her knee for a smacked bottom which was common in those days; it formed a very strange euphoric sensation especially as she adjusted her skirt after spanking the miscreant and whoa another flash of the petticoat. It conjured up a deep yearning but a great deal of lack of understanding as to what I wanted. Did I want to be in the place of that boy laid across her knee and spanked before the full class? Surely not! Or the dream of the head coming in a putting the pretty teacher across his knee…. hum confusing times.

Formative years...

I must have been about ten years old and a girl from my class at school had come to play. I’m not sure of the exact conversation but we were outside in an old wooden barn for some reason she had developed a pout so I remedied this by sitting on a wooden box grabbing her arm and putting her across my knee and spanking her she yelped something to the effect only her mother could spank her and I let her up to which she flounced of inside the house to her awaiting mother, I trailed in behind hoping she wouldn’t be telling tales about her spanking as I thought I would be on the receiving end my self very publicly, but she didn’t and she waved goodbye from the car window. My first spanking delivery.

American cousin......

The next spanking I delivered was to my American cousin who was a year younger than me; I guess I was about sixteen. I remember spanking her twice on her visit the first time we just went on a walk on a hot summers day I just remember her whining on about this and that in her American accent, we stopped and I sat down for a rest, she sat to the right-hand side of me; bad mistake. I flipped her straight across my knee and lifted her skirt which she protested about; luckily she was wearing a cotton lacy petticoat which was more the tradition in those days, I then proceeded to spank her, though I must admit it was only a fun one and she didn’t mind really once she knew her petticoat would keep her modesty. It was over very quickly and she stood up to let her skirt fall back down, straightened herself up then continued to berate me for her spanking. Later that week it happened again on the bus returning from town, she was sitting across from me on the top deck of the empty bus, cheeky again so…. arm grabbed and over my knee, this time she was wearing jeans and got a good firm six spanks..

Jayne...

Whilst out for the night at a local pub I found an ex-girlfriend who confessed my suspicions she had been cheating on me. I did the usual thing and basically called her all the names under the sun and we were through. I was furious and she was crying, we made the peace and continued through a useless conversation for the rest of the night. In the end, before we left the pub I think I made a comment it’s a shame I can't just spank you and put it all behind us and start again she replied something to the effect yes it is. We left the pub hoping in my car to drop her back at her parent’s house. It was about 10ish at night a few people wandering about and a few cars on the road. I took a small detour slammed my brakes on hopped out of the car to her surprise then went around opened her door took her hand and just said “Come on” she followed I sat on a low wall just off the road then propelled her across my knee and spanked her over her skirt as she wailed, her skirt was yanked up but it was a style that had poppers down the side so the skirt just came off I continued to spank her not hard and fast but controlled hard single spanks over her petticoat, this with difficulty came up where I was greeted by stockings and suspenders and white panties and a wonderfully red bottom showing through at this point she was shouting “you bastard”. The spanking stopped and she was sobbing but not struggling, just lying across my lap. The situation dawned on me that people were, in fact, walking up and down the street and amazingly just carried on as if nothing was wrong. I helped Jayne to her feet and hugged her and she was sobbing but smiling swell. I pulled my car off the road laid Jayne on the back seat and was well made up in reality imp sure I didn’t spank more than twenty times but it seemed to go on forever. From that moment spanking and role-play became part of our life where she yearned to be taken across Sir’s knee for a good spanking…. until we parted company.

Liz...

My voyage into professional spanking started around twenty or probably more years ago. (I did mention my timings will be somewhat vague) it began with a lady mailing me as she had noticed on my profile an interest in spanking. I believed then as do most men that if you put a tag on a profile or a post that you have such an interest in a spanking then it is simply like fishing in mud you will never get a bite. So to my surprise, I did. Liz also hailed from the county of Yorkshire and after a few preliminary chats we quickly moved onto the subject of spanking. I related my Dom spanking experiences and what I would do to her in a hypothetical meeting. Liz had never been spanked before and had the desire to find out how it felt to be scolded, turned across a knee and spanked, quite simply that. She told me previous boyfriends had fooled around with the odd slap to her jeans but she wanted the real deal. I travelled through work and we arranged one day to put me to the test as the strict sir, in return I wanted to have Liz dressed as the naughty schoolgirl, I believe she went to an outfitter and bought herself a grey pleated skirt, white knee highs and a blouse just the basic elements. I arranged to meet her in a car park on the outskirts of York and all I could think in honesty is “what the fuck am I doing here?” truly believing I had been conned by a fantasy woman getting her jollies cyber spanking and believing me there are plenty out there. Anyway, the doubting Thomas in me disappeared as the girl Liz pulled alongside my car, I duly followed her back to her house, I slipped into the dominant role after exchanging brief pleasantries from where I requested she quickly changed into her school uniform, which she did. Time was short, she was on her lunch break and I was late for an appointment, the conversation was really just down to basic commands, which started once she returned to the room, I sat on a chair in the centre of the room and took Liz by the arm and put her quickly across my knee with a few small words of warning for the spanking she was going to get. The spanking was short but good hard spank landed over her smart grey pleated school skirt which was soon flipped up and bottom bared as I produced my slipper and gave her a thoroughly sound but short spanking, she gasped but didn’t cry out and just as quickly as it happened we said our goodbyes, though the funny side is that she came to say goodbye at the door still dressed in her school uniform rubbing her bottom as the dustbin men emptied the trash. That’s really all I have to tell you about Liz for now apart from of course she is a well-respected pro in the spanking scene

Shanelle...

After finding a footing in the professional spanking scene I was working in the background developing and promoting Liz’s site www.spankingservices.net she began to flourish and become known as a genuine pro spankee. Spankingservices moved slowly into filming services which is where I came across another genuine girl L* who was interested in modelling as a way of pushing her vanilla spanking play, L* was, of course, a natural who loved being turned across a knee and spanked. Through online chats about the spanking, she became familiar with Liz’s website and career change from office girl to full-time spankee/switch. L* had told me about her frustrations with the company she worked for which day by day she hated. I pitched the idea that maybe she should follow the same line of business as Liz she was interested but instead of Internet correspondence, we decided to meet and discuss if it was feasible..

Rosie...

Rosie was a young beautiful blonde professional lady who shared a common spanking fetish with her partner; from what I believe more so her partner but either was she threw herself right in at the deep end doing adult school classes with Miss Hastings Gore in both roles of a schoolmistress or schoolgirl. I was at the time working on projects with Mz. HG and there met Rosie who was keen to try a few clips; she is by no means a professional but simply goes for it, anyway she got a spanking or two when she met me.

Verity...

Verity was a young lady that was under tuition from Miss Hastings as a submissive; well whilst I was in the building I thought I might as well put her over my knee for a spanking that's it really...

Launch

I used to produce spanking films under the banner of SpankingServices in partnership with pro-dommes and switches to make films, Miss Hastings-Gore, Lady Pandora, etc behind the camera and production, and a few cameo appearances as strict Uncle. I have been turning girls over my knee for some thirty-plus years; mostly for fun though a handful has been a seriously deserved spanking. I decided to offer my free service unconnected to commercial spanking for ladies, yes I did spank quite a few girls on shoots post-production just to keep my hand in so to say, but my websites are directed for ladies from all walks of life ages and sizes to meet for a safe, sound, discreet, spanking. I am after a good few years of absence looking to offer my services, free of course.

Julie...

Julie is a girlfriend of a good friend of mine she already knew what I did I thought it was quite funny one day after she had been drinking and outside of the pub she said go on then show me and put a self across my knee so I raise my hand and landed half a dozen firm spanks to the seat of her jeans. I asked her "well did you like that?" She replied "yeah it was okay" rubbing her bottom and smiling.

Trudie...

Truly was a slight build lady very much into the Manchester music and the fetish scene in that area we made contact I went over to see her paddled and spanked her.

Aimee...

Aimee actually works as a professional spanking switch based in Manchester she can combine a few roles head girl , naughty girl schoolgirl, headmistress et cetera.

Rebecca...

Rebecca was a pretty young lady who is never been spanked before and I do know that she used to be a model so she was quite glamorous it was a gentle spanking.

Alya...

Alya was a pretty girl and like other members of the family were quite into the scene when she was looking for a bit of playtime we did a couple of little video clips and I gave her a caning and a good spanking