Spanked By The Lake
Author: Joe
My friend and I have been into spankings for
a few years now and I have been looking forward to being spanked in public but
we have not wanted to get caught. We finally hit on a plan on how he could
spank me in public and not get into trouble with the law.
There is a large lake near where we live and a few areas that surroung it that
are very difficult to reach except by foot and it is very hard hiking. We
started out early with our plan. We packed what we needed, my wooden
pingpong paddle and a folding camping chair, and started out hike. Our
plan was simple, when we reached the lake, there was a clearing near the shore.
Boats on the lake could not get closer than 100 yards as it was too shallow for
them. We would go into the clearing, Dave would set up the chair and I
would remove my clothes and get a bare naked spanking from him while the boaters
watched.
We reached the clearing in about an hour and Dave set up the chair. I
stood by him waiting for a boat to come by. We didn't have long to wait.
A pontoon boat with 10 people on it came towards us. I started to remove
my clothes. Sound travels very well across water and we could hear
everything that was being said on the boat. The women on the boat started
to scream and yell. " Look, that man is naked !" They
stopped the boat and let it drift as close as possible. I practically
jumped over Dave's lap. He started spanking me with his hand. Slow
deliberate slaps cracked my ass. They sounded like gunshots across the
water. Dave started spanking me in ernest as they yelled across the lake,
" Harder, faster, spank him harder." I was in heaven. I
was getting my fantasy of being spanked bare naked in public, and there was no
way to get caught as long as we left soon. Suddenly Dave stopped spanking
me and jumped up and took off running, leaving me on the ground naked and bewildered.
Why was he running?
One of the men on the boat had apparently slipped into the water and had swum to shore. We were both so intent on spanking me that neither one of us noticed until Dave saw him on shore, 10 feet from us. I tried to grab my clothes but he was on me before I could run. Dave had left the chair and paddle behind and this man had his own ideas of how I should be punished. He was pissed. He was about 55 and rather in good shape. He kept yelling at me about how he had women on the boat and if I wanted a spanking he would give me one I would not forget. He sat down and put me across his knees and picked up the paddle that Dave had left behind. My public spanking fantasy had turned into a public punishment nightmare. He said his name was Mr. Pytel and I sould remember it as he was going to give me the spanking of a lifetime. With that he started to spank me with the paddle. I had been spanked bare with a paddle before, but never like this.
He spanked me so hard and so fast that it
took my breath away. What was so much fun a few minutes ago, took on a
whole new meaning. He spanked me to tears. As I cried and begged him
to stop, the people on the boat egged him on to spank me more. I lay over
his knees sobbing and begging for him to stop. Finally after what must
have been 15 minutes he stopped spanking me. I wanted to get up, but he
kept me over his knees while he lectured me. He grabbed the belt that I
had on my jeans which were on the ground near him and doubled it over. He
said he was going to make sure that I was well spanked before leaving and
started a new spanking with the belt. He whipped me and spanked me until I
could scream no more. My voice had left me. He then rolled me off
his lap and swam back to the boat.
That was without a doubt, that worst spanking I have ever received, but as I
tell you about it today, I am hard and excited. Maybe I need to visit the
lake again.