Spankings and Childhood

I was never spanked as a child that I remember and considering that I remember that first an only enema from my mom back when I was 5 years old, I would have remembered getting a spanking. I did see one kid get whipped with the belt over his jeans. I have also witnessed several kids in junior high and high school get 3 licks with the paddle from the vice principal. So I have been interested and curious about spankings ever since seeing that first boy get whipped with the belt. I have often wondered what it would feel like to take a girl's panties down and spank her bare bottom well as get a spanking with various instruments, including the hairbrush, Lexan Paddle and a leather belt and strap, too. Likely I will never find out.

I was spanked fairly often as a child/teen by my stepfather. It was always on my bare bottom and their is no doubt in my mind a lot of it was done for his pleasure. There were points when I didn’t understand why but I went out of my way to get spanked to experience the feelings that I’d have being over his knee or bent over a chair in front of him. It is no doubt why I’m probably interested in being spanked today.

An adult would always remove my clothes during a spanking when I was a child and teenager. This was a common practice among families of friends and relatives in order to establish control during the spanking session and prevent you from running off and avoiding the spanking. The adult would have me stand facing them with my hands on my head when they would discuss my misbehavior and the type of spanking that I had earned. The adult would then spank my bare bottom with their hand, sandal, hairbrush, or leather belt. Severe misbehavior would earn you a spanking with the leather belt. I would feel submissive when my spanking was observed by adults who had been witnesses of my misbehavior. When the spanking was over, you had to place your hands on your head and stand facing a corner to give you time to think about ways to prevent misbehavior and avoid earning a spanking. After you spent time facing the corner, you would turn around and face an adult who would have me talk about what I had learned to prevent further spankings. Feel free to message me to discuss spanking experiences.

Growing up in a spanking household had its advantages sometimes..I got to see my first penis which belonged to my younger brother but he also would get to see me when it was my turn, My parents believed clothes were just in the way and we were made to remove all of of them.. so now I look back and get turned on thinking what my brother and father really seen when I was bent over a lap..

so now I look back and get turned on thinking what my brother and father really seen when I was bent over a lap..

A bit like my wife for whom her spankings resulted in her, as an adult, enjoying thoughts of being exposed during a spanking. She not really into the pain of a spanking, but that the spanking serves as a way for her to fantasize about having her skirt lifted and panties pulled down; exposing her private parts to others. Growing up she was the only girl, with both a younger and older brother and her spanking took place in the kitchen, over the knee..

I don't have a spanking fetish, probably because I rarely got spanked, and often, those were too be avoided. My grandma didn't go so much for pain, or degredation and emasculation, the way my stepmother and Aunt did, or unbearable pain that was my grandpa's practiced hand on whipping his dobermans when not whipping us unrulely boyes, or my great grandmother's sense of discipline, too tell me what her mom did too her big brother Leo when they were kids 120 years ago, guilting me onto stripping nude, pulling a switch off that ancient tree in the front yard her as her brother had been forced too do, hand ot too her, lean up against the tree with legs and cheeks spread, teady for the bloody lacerations my great Grandma never had the heart too inflict on my buttcrack and nutsack and thighs, any more than she did to watch her brother Leo go through that when his mother did that to him, my friend from across the street taking the switch too finish the punishment so she could begin the same treatment of salve and beezewax application to my. Cheeks hamstrings inner thighs ass crack in butthole perineum scrotum and underside of penis, stopping the bleeding the same way great grandma did for her big brother way back back when when ford invented the model A. To satisfy her sense of justice so that we would be out both be able to put behind us she may be the only person that I actually had to do most of the work of getting spanked due to the fact that are bloody hind end and boy parts we're preferable to the guilt I feel by now. Submitting to that punishment as a sign of respect to her and her big brother, who died when she was a kid. Like Leo, I had to remain naked the entire day has my female friend of my own age and my great grandma my church and attended to my lacerated private parts while sharing stories of the good old days my erection didn't seem to make anyone uncomfortable so I can only assume that that happened on a regular basis with her big brother as well.

Mixed and complex feelings. Did I end up finding spankings growing up arousing, yes but still hurt and worse I felt huge guilt about it and it wasn't healthly for me or girls who find element of spanking stimulating to carry on getting parental spankings; but you can not have that conversation at the time so spanking continued.

My Daddy was very soft and kind but firm when needed. I was only spanked several time but they left a lasting impression and helped form many of my adult sexual desires. I am not at all into adult baby and diapers but I do like the softness and gentleness that seems to be associated with the the AB fetish. I want to be older then a baby but I think I would love to have my temp taken rectally and have a warn gentle enema and be loved and treated like a naughty little girl again.

I was only whopped once as kid by my dad. This one time led me to my deep sexual desires, especially as a teenager.

I was spanked well into my teen years. I was not abused, but discipline was structured in my home.

In retrospect, what I saw take place in an empty classroom to a girl classmate in terms of humiliation/embarrassment* probably affected me as much as it did the girl! I'm hesitant to discuss the details openly, maybe via pm if interested.

You may as well post the rest of the story and account here, because I predict you will be inundated with pm's … 😃

It's still strange to me that something so terrible and embarrassing for me as a child became the most focal point of sexual arousal for me. (This isn't an invitation to explain to me something I already understand, thank you! I just think it's peculiar, how the psychology works!) I do fantasize about somehow being a legal adult, but also in a form that allows the other adult I am consenting to be spanked by to just pick me up and flip me, helpless, over their knee. I wish I could experience the sexual rush of it all without also feeling exhausted, spent and kind of empty. It's extremely hot, but also draining and distracting. I haven't found a way for it to make my life better.

Sure did get my fair share of butt spankings butt only remember about a hand full of bare butt spankings

@PinkSweetPea I just think it's peculiar, how the psychology works!

Yes! truly is - the why and how my fear of enemas spankings got flipped around. Too bad all of the things I dreaded couldn't have done that. Perhaps for me it has to do with things taking place with the backside, though getting injections never became an interest for me.

In childhood I had two vastly different sets of spanking experiences. Real spankings were from my Dad. They were quick, brutal and painful, over whatever clothes I had on. Thankfully they were rare. I always felt like the victim of an assault and never felt they were deserved. Play spankings with my siblings and neighbor kids were something else entirely. They were always a penalty for losing a game or else part of an initiation ritual for whatever “club” we had just formed. They were never harder than the recipient wanted and always completely voluntary. And always bare-bottomed. No idea how so many of us kids got into such kinky play so early, but it didn't seem to have its roots in spankings from adults.

..oh yes. Spankings were very much a part of my of my young childhood. I've written in other postings about growing up in foster care in a house where both my carers were very firm believers in enemas, mainly for their kinky pleasure. And with my arrival it was not too long, in fact it started on the very first day when I wasn't able to do poos for her. My foster aunt told me that was naughty and that now they were going to have to give me the enema and it would make me do poos. It was not a good experience and I got a spanking because I struggled too much and wouldn't let her do it. I was 5 at the time and never had an enema before.

This was to set a pattern and ,many times if not before then either during or after the enema my uncles big hand would deliver several well placed whacks. I always dreaded my aunt's enemas well into my teens.

I was spanked by mom only and don’t think I really started enjoying the the fact that she was going to spank me until about age 10, I seemed to remember enjoying the fear and excitement and really enjoyed the last spanking she gave me at 14, it was pants and underwear down laying on her bed while she used dads leather belt, next and last memorable spanking from an adult was that by my aunt at age 14, she gave me several that summer, all bare bottom with a paddle.

as for fantasizing I have several, one is the same aunt, she had very wide hips and beautifully big bottom. I fantasize about paddling her ass and giving her an enema, next is my wife’s twin sister, both giving her bare bottom a paddling and her paddling me while my wife watched

Like some of the others below I have some favorite fantasies around spankings followed by enemas. I received enemas with my cousin Patty who was my age. My aunt and my mom were great believers in the miracle power of a bowel cleansing. My cousin and I were not. When we made a fuss about it we ended up standing naked in front of our moms getting scolded for being babies about it and then getting our bottoms strapped. Then we both took our turn getting an enema. Even though the spanking really hurt and I didn't always want an enema, I found it exciting to naked in front of everyone and seeing my cousin naked beside me. A favorite memory/ fantasy.

I was seldom spanked but when I was spanked it was on my bare bum with my panties around my ankles. Daddy would march me up to my room and I would start to cry as he slipped my panties down.

As I indicated earlier, I had only one spanking by my Mom when I was twelve or thirteen. The punishment was administered with her forcing me face down on the bed in my underpants while she went at me with a toy wooden sword I had been playing with. It triggered a lifelong desire in me to be spanked by dominant females.

I got spanked by my father all throughout childhood into early adulthood. Around 15 is when it started to become enjoyable in a sense. It hurt like hell, and I didn't want it, but there was a certain need for it. A couple times I ejaculated during a spanking. That's really what turned the corner for me.

@Electra I had only one spanking by my Mom …. It triggered a lifelong desire in me to be spanked by dominant females.

Amazing how all it takes is one event to trigger something inside us… I wonder what would have happened if you never got that spanking… would something else have brought forth the interest you have.

Amazing how all it takes is one event to trigger something inside us… I wonder what would have happened if you never got that spanking… would something else have brought forth the interest you have.

I was never spanked as a child and yet, through other sources like reading and viewing spanking material, I have become quite interested in it, even so far as to buying paddles and other implements to use in self-spanking.

Maybe sexual spanking was just something waiting for the right trigger to come out in the open. or be activated. And this, in great deal thanks to reading accounts on Zity.

I was spanked as a child but never got anything near arousal from them, hated them.

As a adult, however, I realized that some of my lady friends got arousal from a moderate tanning, nothing to cause harsh pain or bruising but being bared with panties pulled down while lying across my lap.

I had one lady friend who was a fuck buddy. We’d talk on the phone and she would get turned on and say, I’m coming over.

I knew that meant she wanted some play and sex. I would get naked and wait the few minutes it would take her to arrive.

As she entered my house seeing me nude, she would immediately strip off and was ready for whatever agenda.

I varied our activities. One time it was a thorough, full body massage with massage oils and erotic photos of her lady parts, which she helped fully expose with her changing positions and poses.

Another time it was erotic enemas that she quickly agreed to and masturbated while the warm soapy water flowed in while she was in the diaper position.

The only game she was hesitant to participate in was the night I wanted to spank her, but I promised I would not cause pain that I just wanted to see her bottom reddened.

So she agreed. Lying across my lap as I sat on my couch, her white bottom easily turned red and she started to quietly moan. Then she reached under herself to find her clitoris.

Of course I noticed that she had relaxed her soft bottom so my gentle pats were having the desired affect.

I reached down between her rosy cheeks and found a very wet pussy. She felt my fingers and immediately spread her legs to give me better access.

Another evening I wanted to shave her full bush pubic hair. She was all smiles saying, Take your time. I love your fingers on my pussy.

I guess the shaving took more than a half hour and her labia and clit were fully engorged by the time I finished.

Each of these little games were culminated with great vaginal and anal sex.

Eventually light spankings and erotic enemas became our most often repeated game and she got into administering enemas to me.

We eventually parted ways without anger or any heated words and I still enjoy the photo archive of our time together.

I had lots of spankings as a child, mostly with a slipper on my bare bottom. I began to secretly enjoy it at an early age.

Jack I was spanked and I love comparing experiences

My little sister and I were spanked by mom as kids. My mom did not ritualize it, she just used her hand or grabbed something nearby and started swatting. No pants pulling down or anything - just whacks. My sister and I also play spanked each other, which was a little more ritualized. Even though I was the big brother, I would go over her lap and she would pull my pants down and hand spank me or use a hairbrush. But I was mostly the spanker. We would also combine this with light bondage, “Perils of Pauline” style which we saw on TV or movies. This ended when we started approaching puberty. I'm pretty sure spanking is my sister's kink, just based on things that have been said over the years. We've never directly talked about it. I personally like spanking, but its been a long time since I had a spankee to play with.

Spanking was quite common method of punishment in my region when I was a child. fortunately I was very rarely subjected to that but some of my classmates were quite often. Now I remember those days and sometimes i think i wish I was spanked more often.

Growing up me and my younger brother were spanked. both our mom and dad spanked us.

Mom only used her hand to spank us on our bare bottoms. Dad would spank us with a belt

on our bare bottoms. We were required to pull down our pants underwear and lay over parents lap.