Unusual locations

I once gave a stewardess a consenual spanking in my cabin onboard a North Sea oil rig. What other unusual locations have members spanked or been spanked?

A bench in the little park near the Foggy Bottom metro stop in Washington, DC. It was nighttime, but the possibility of getting caught was still pretty thrilling.

I've just remembered. In 1977 spanked my fiancee in a carvan in Montrose while her parents were shopping. What a guilty thrill that was, not knowing when they would return.
Thinkong back, I wouldn't have minded her mum spanking me.

My favorite time was in a wooded area in Los Angeles called Elysian Park. My woman friend and I walked only a few steps off the path, and I tore off a multi-twigged branch and switched her bottom. She and I both loved it, all the while wondering who might come by and see us.

The chance of being caught seem to be the big thrill in all these scenarios.

We've done the rest area scenario a couple times. The first time it was a middle-of-the-night thing, there was an area to the side of the welcome center that was conveniently blocked by a wall so we couldn't be seen from the welcome center or the parking lot - someone would have had to deliberately come upon us to discover us. The second time was broad daylight, the rest area was thankfully abandoned, though we walked back into the wooded area a bit just in case someone came in - and to find a switch to play with.

Oddly enough, the rest area we visited at 3am was much busier than the 3pm one, so the risk of being found out was much greater. Both spankings were over panties - probably added to the thrill, but not wholly exhibitionist as bare would have been.

I got you all beat. I once gave a girl a spanking in a funeral home.

You had me "coffin" up my beer with that one Sebastion.

Many years ago my girl friend and I and another couple went for lunch in a busy resort 100 km from São Paulo. She was in a contrary mood and sassed me during the whole lunch until I couldn't stand it more and told her that she would get a spanking if she didn't stop. She dared me and I dropped her on my knees and gave her a spanking over her jeans in the middle of a crowded restaurant. It wasn't much of a spanking and my hand probably hurt more than her butt but the sound was spectacular. The noise of conversation stopped abruptly and people gawked at us until an old lady started to clap her hands followed by everybody in the place. What could we do? I and my beet-faced girl friend started to bow to the public thanking for the applause.

That was the most memorable and only one of two public spankings I were involved.

I once gave my then girlfriend a much-needed spanking in her flat above a baker's shop in the Rue du Commerce in Paris. We made quite a lot of noise and I thought it polite to buy a baguette at the counter when I left eventually. I got a splendid knowing wink from the patron's wife who served me.