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 surround 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 Ping-Pong paddle and a folding camping chair, and started our 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 swam 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 in rather 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. Bramble and I should 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 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, One of the worst spankings 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.
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