Spankings and Childhood

I was spanked by both growing up. My Father with hand or belt. My Mother was hand, hairbrush and on one special occasion, a glamour stretcher which was a large, rubber band type exercise device. I never enjoyed any of them in fact I almost always wet my pants. Now is a different story. I love to be spanked by all of the above!

I was spanked mostly by my Dad growing up and as much as I hated being spanked when it was happening, now in my old age, I look back at those painful spankings as deserved experiences for my misbehavior that were intense and in an interesting way important and connecting. Perhaps I am viewing the past too nostalgically but in my mid seventies, I wouldn't mind at all getting in a time capsule, being a boy of 9 and reliving the experience by being with my Dad again for a good spanking over his lap with his brush on my bare bottom.

I have a very similar memory when I remember the beatings I received from my mother when I was a child. I didn't like it at the time and would do anything to avoid it. My fantasies often include situations that did not exist in my childhood. For example, I have never been spanked in front of another person.

My mother spanked me once at her friend's (female) apartment. This woman didn't see my spanking. But she was in the apartment, she knew I was spanked and she heard my screams. In my dreams I imagine that this woman was present during my corporal punishment.

I fantasize about being spanked but was not spanked as a child.

I was only spanked once but I have always been excited and fascinated by it and still am.

I was spanked a fair amount as a child including some embarrassing memories. As I've gotten older though I'm way more interested in being the spanker (consensually of course). I've wondered if there's a link, but truly I think it's a coincidence and I just like butts!