Growing up, did you ever want or know you needed to be Spanked?

I never asked my parent to spank me.

But, there were a few times when I knew that I needed (or deserved) to be spanked or whipped for what I had done. I never went to my parents or when confronted (ie, the talk) said anything like "Am I going to be spanked?" But there was that deep down knowing or "need" to be wailed - although on the surface, I didn't want to be spanked as I knew it would hurt and I would cry.

Each time that I had that deep down feeling, I did get wailed. And I cried. But something afterwards as I was crying it out with a sore fanny, I felt like I got what I needed....

Anyone else ever have that deep down feeling?

This is not BDSM so I changed the tags on it.

I never asked my parent to spank me.

But, there were a few times when I knew that I needed (or deserved) to be spanked or whipped for what I had done. I never went to my parents or when confronted (ie, the talk) said anything like "Am I going to be spanked?" But there was that deep down knowing or "need" to be wailed - although on the surface, I didn't want to be spanked as I knew it would hurt and I would cry.

Each time that I had that deep down feeling, I did get wailed. And I cried. But something afterwards as I was crying it out with a sore fanny, I felt like I got what I needed....

Anyone else ever have that deep down feeling?

My parents and I had a whole bizarre history when it comes to the topic of corporal punishment. I never sought it, and I always hated it and resent it. But if I am honest with myself, I was aware at some point that there was a button being pushed when it happened, especially later on, toward the end of it happening, when I won't say that I wanted it or tried to get it, but I found myself having a strange sense of mixed feelings about it that I couldn't understand or define in my own head.

I remember my sixth grade teacher was a very warm and good looking man. I always wanted him to spank me.

I once got a friend in trouble for something we both knew was wrong. He got caught and was spanked for it (I heard it from outside his house) but he never implicated me. That night while lying in bed I felt a wave of guilt come over me. Here I was comfortably lying in my bed while my buddy was probably crying himself to sleep with a sore red bottom. I considered confessing to my parents and wanting a spanking from them. I also considered confession to my buddy's parents and asking to be punished me the way my friend was while he watched.

I did neither of these things, and then felt ashamed of being chicken and ended up crying myself to sleep.

A day or two later when I met up again with my friend I apologized for not confessing my role and escaping any punishment. I offered to let him spank me the way he was; even going as far as bending over and baring my butt wanting him to spank me. He wasn't interested but after my repeated insistence that I desired it, he did give me a few spanks before telling me to pull up my pants and let's go play.

I don't remember to want a spanking, but every time after I realized that I had upset my mother, I knew that I deserved / need a spanking...

Although I was not spanked as a child, several of my friends were. I sometimes thought about asking one of the "spanking" moms to spank me however I never did.

I never wanted to be spanked and I never, ever would have said I needed it, but the closest I came to something like this is when I would make a show of cooperating with a spanking to hopefully reduce how bad it would be, or when I would choose or suggest spanking over a punishment that was more onerous, like being grounded and missing out on something I wanted to do.

Nope. Never crossed my mind, only what lies I could make up to avoid it. My folks weren’t big spankers, but I knew some of my transgressions might cross their threshold!

It was always great knowing or hearing/seeing a friend getting wailed

There were times when I knew I deserved a spanking. Did I want that spanking? No, spankings hurt. It really didn't matter what I thought, though, because 90+% of the time when I misbehaved, I got caught and punished.

I grew up in the 50s and 60s and was never spanked by my parents. Most of my friends were spanked on a regular basis. I was actually jealous of them because once they were spanked, they were forgiven and able to go on with their lives. I on the other hand would be grounded for a period of time and be shunned by my parents. I can recall once begging my mother to spank me for something that I did, but she refused and grounded my instead.

My mum spanked me from a young age as I was an absolute nightmare. So I remember being spanked lots of times. I remember one time we were at my grandmas. Can't remember what I did but I ended up over my mums lap in the kitchen. After the spanking i had to stand in a corner with my red bottom on show for all to see. After a while I was allowed to dress and carry on. Then before we left I remember my grandma was sat in the lounge on the sofa and I thought it would be funny if I stood next to her dropped my trousers and underwear and laid over her lap. I wondered what she would do. So I did and yes she spanked me. So everytime we visited her after that I would lay over her lap for a spanking.

Never been spanked before but I would like to get a light one from my partner just to experience how it feels like.

Never been spanked before but I would like to get a light one from my partner just to experience how it feels like.

we will explore this kink when you return home, I'm looking foreword to your lovely bare butt turned over my knee.