Did childhood spankings cause a fetish?

Do you think that childhood spankings developed your spanking fetish ?

Or were there possibly other reasons. Maybe you witnessed a spanking of a sibling or others?

Never spanked as a child, and don't remember ever witnessing a spanking. I didn't develop my spanking fetish until a few years ago.

I wasn't spanked much at home - just the odd slap & nothing heavy or formal. However, I went to a boys' boarding school that used cp. It was seeing the marks left by the cane (vivid bruising that lasted for a couple of weeks) that first got me interested in the whole world of spanking and punishment and it's been with me ever since.

I was slippered many many times at boarding school and caned once. I cant say I ended up with a spanking fetish but a previous girlfirend was very much into it and I played along with her. I do however enjoy the submissivenesss of having to go over someones knee with full access to my bottom.

I was never spanked as a child. However when i was in school i seen a mother of one of the girls put her over her knee and gave her a good spanking in front of the class. This was a fetish maker for me.

I was a very energenic boy and received many spankings from my Mother. She would hold my hands over my head,undo my pants and pull them down to my knees and then pull my underpants down and use a switch on my bare butt and thighs. I also saw my little bro get many spankings too.

I remember as a child visiting a friend, George, and we were at another's house. We were in the garage and we were about 12 years old and started talking about girls and this neighbor had a real bratty sister who kept trying to hang around with us but we told her to go away. She kept coming back so her brother went to push her out of the garage and she fell down and really scraped her arm and she ran off crying to her mother. Well her mother came back and was furious. She told all of us to leave now and grabbed Don by the hand and took him inside.

I was scared but my friend said that Don got frequent spankings and asked if I did want to watch. I said OK and we sneaked around to the back of the house where Don's bedroom was and we hid in the bushes. Their house had a lot of windows and we could see Don being dragged into his room by his Mom and she was screaming how he really could have hurt his little sister. She was a big woman so she had no trouble holding Don's hands over his head while she loosened his pants and jerked his pants down to the tops of his shoes and then down came the white briefs and then he was pulled over her lap and she started bare handed spanking his butt very hard and Don cried loudly. He must have got about 25 swats total.

I remember how this was very stimulating to me. When George and I went back to his room George told me he has seen Don get many spankings and he gets erect watching this. I was kinda nervous said that I was excited too.

George said that he wanted to see my erection but I was kinda scared since I had only played with myself when alone and told him so. George said he would show me his erection if I would show him mine. I said you go first and then George slowly pulled down his pants and underpants and this boner jumped out. I was fascinated by this and George said it was my turn. Reluctantly I pulled down my pants and out sprung my still rigid cock. George's was a little bigger than mine and he had a nice crop of hair compared to mine.

George then began stroking his cock and I did too and pretty soon we both shot out a big rope of cum. We quickly pulled up our pants and not too much was said about it. Weeks later when I visited George we played more games like that but later for those.

I was spanked as a child by my babysitter

Interesting topic, I will try to keep my reply short, lol, but we all know better now don't we?

First of all, I think that for some people absolutely they are related and developed from being spanked as a child.

I was spanked as a child, not often but when I did they were well deserved. And because of that, and the way I was spanked, it caused a slightly different reaction in the way I like and need to be spanked now, as an adult, but I will get to that in a few minutes.

Spanking is almost an art. Between all the different things that can be used, are used, made for and adapted for, along with reasons for them, mind set, punishment or for fun, the ways to, reasons for, and what not means that there are probably millions of possibilities when it comes to spanking.

Spanking can be both mental and physical in meaning. Sometimes one or the other, sometimes both. Also, can be for pleasure, discipline, or sexual. Can also be any of or all fo the above mentioned.

As an adult, I have received all three different kinds of spankings, pleasure, discipline, and sexual.

For example, when we are out in public and I make a cheeky comment and he swats my fanny a few times, that's pleasure. When he is in Sir mode, and I am in baby mode, and he spanks me very hard, that is also pleasure even though it hurts, but it's not sexual here, either time.

When he puts me over his lap and spanks me, hard or soft, doesn't matter, for me this is sexual.

When I was growing up and was getting my spankings, I always had to listen to a pretty harsh lecture as to why I was going to be spanked, then had pull my pants and panties down to between my knees and mid-thighs and bend over the bed. I was usually told to keep my forearms flat on the bed. When it was over I was allowed to stand up and pull my pants up, then got lectured again.

So, I told you earlier that how I was spanked as a kid has and did make a lasting impression on me as an adult. Well this is where that comes in.

Because I am in control all the time, I mentally need the down time and for Doc to be in charge once in a while, which also means holding me accountable for things in my private life where I am also in control and have to answer to no one. Well, once I got him used to the idea of spanking me, then used to the idea that when I say spanking I don't me a little swat here and a little swat there, but I real spanking, one that will fire me up, then I had to make him understand the mind-set of it all for me when it came to disciplinary spanking me.

In the begining, he would make me pull down my pants and lay over his lap while he lectured me, or sometimes he had me lay on the bed, sometimes with clothes on but pants down, sometimes naked. But, no matter how hard he hit me I had one of two reactions, either I laughed, or it just made me horny-er, or both. I couldn't then, and still can't today take a spanking seriously unless I am put in the same position I was made to be in as a child. Pavlovian response? I'm guessing so.

Once I was able to explain that to him and why, he totally understood. And from that point forward, any of the spanking I got as discipline he made me put my hands on the counter. (someday I need to tell him I really need it to be forearms on the bed, but one step at a time) At least in this position I am and do take him seriously. And as crazy as this sounds, I have asked him to spank me in a disciplinary manner, begged him actually. Him doing so makes me a better person, helps me hold myself accountable and more responsible. I love that he loves me enough to do so, even though at first spanking me was a very very hard limit for him because he was taught never to hit a woman.

The more that I have received from him in a disciplinary manner, the better he's gotten at giving them and the better I have become at accepting them in different locations, settings, and levels of dress and or harshness, because for me, most of the discipline is mental, not physical.

Recently I have done something very very bad. I procrastinated on something so long I could have ended up in a lot of trouble. This is probably the worst thing I have ever done in the 4 years we have been together. He has already told me that I will be punished accordingly. And I am holding him to that. I need him to do that so that I can better myself.

I have told him in recent chat conversations that I both want and need him to step it up a few notches. While I am not a pain slut, I do want him to spank me with his belt a few times. I want to see him take his belt off and I want him to tell me I will be getting spanked with his belt. We discussed restraining me, which I agreed to, but only after he breaks me down mentally first and puts me in my place. Restraining me first, then discussing my infraction, then spanking me probably would only again, make me horny. So again, spanking for me is probably a lot more of a mental thing than a pain thing.

He isn't sure he's ready or mentally able to spank me with anything but his hand, the flogger, or the leather paddle, all of which can and do hurt when applied to a sensitive white fanny, but a belt is a whole different matter. So, we will see what happens the next time we get together?

Until then......

Mashie

Interesting topic, I will try to keep my reply short, lol, but we all know better now don\'t we?

I love that he loves me enough to do so, even though at first spanking me was a very very hard limit for him because he was taught never to hit a woman.

We all know better ;-))

For me it wasn't easy to eather learn that my bad girl needs a "good" spanking from time to time!

I was thought not to hurt women but that didn't cover "bad girls" who are in need to be corrected!

So I learned that lesson and "girly" gets hers and I hope you will feel the belt soon ,-))

onlicki

No, I never got one but I saw a little girl get one at a park. Her dad pulled off his belt and pulled her over the knee it was quite a sight but back in those days nobody called the police. Lol

I think my interests in spanking, enemas, and just plain interests in "butt action", has to do with the way our particular interests go from the start. Seems as though all (most) of us that like all sorts of "butt play", have one thing in common. . .We just love to play with our butts, and with me, female's butts, too.

When we were spanked, and given enemas as a kid, our interests in butts, just showed-up. Seems that way for me, as long as I remember, I loved sticking objects into my butt. I can remember doing this in the woods, around the age of five, before I actually started masturbating. . .I guess I was masturbating in a sort of a way then, but just didn't know yet, how to make myself cum.

When I was in my earlier to later stages o puberty, I did get erections from receiving an enema. Sometimes with a spanking, too. As soon as I could, in private, would masturbate after one or the other. My mother always did the whipping, and was usually in the basement. Was on the pants, until I was around 12 or so, then it was bare butt.

Enemas were in the bathroom of course, and a couple of times was spanked there too, if it just happened that both were necessary at the time. The latter did not happen often, as enemas weren't punisment, but a good spanking was for sure. At any rate, mom never mentioned the erections, but had to know they existed. Never knew what she might have thought about that. Masturbation was always indicated as a "no-no", but otherwise, never discussed.

Sex was a taboo subject in our household, but when I became an adult, did confess to mom, I had been to see strippers. I told her this, when I was about half smashed, but was real surprised that she asked if I enjoyed it, and it seemed OK to her that I'd just followed normal drives. Otherwise, my dad worked a lot, but would exchange a few sexual jokes with us kids, when fishing, or otherwise alone with him.

Anyway, as I remember, I've always liked my butt, and that of a female's.

I grew up thinking of spanking as a form of punishment. My gf at the time asked me to spank her. I asked her why she felt the need to be spanked. She told me she had four brothers who all got spankings growing up. She said her father refused to spank her. She said her father put her on restriction instead of spanking her. Once her brothers received their spankings their punishment was finished. She said her restriction might last a week. She said she would preferred to be spanked instead of restriction.

I have learned to spank her well. I enjoy spanking her. She now comments that I have turned into a real sadist! I laugh and thank her for the compliment.

I don't think they did cause it, I think they might have made you realize you like it. I have heard several friends say they were spanked as a child and hated it and don't understand how people like it.

I was spanked A LOT when growing up, mostly because I never learned to stay out of trouble and I do NOT like them. I was spanked bare bottom mostly so it's not a turn on.

Childhood spankings were definitely the cause of my fetish ... obviously the spankings were painful but the initial process of having my bottom bared and feeling the warmth of my mothers thighs as I assumed the position was the beginning of something that made an impression on me. Interesting too, was the fact that my mother would often take her dress off and place me over her lap so that my private parts were rubbing against her nylon slip while the hairbrush was being applied.. At the time, I assumed that she didn't want me to soil her dress ... today, I'm not so sure.

Sometime between the age of 7 and 9, I 'graduated' to the honor of receiving bare bottom strapping without the benefit of the 'lap dance'. The strapping was given over the back of a chair, the edge of a bed or standing in the middle of the room with my hands covering my genitals .... somethings we never forget.

But we survived and we are here now to share these experiences .... life may be painful, but it is never dull ...

I have asked myself this same questions. I guess I should explain my upbringing.

I was spanked bare bottomed as kid up to the age of 14. That was not a magic number when spankjngs stopped in my family it's just the age I was the last time I got spanked. Some of my cousins got spanked in high school and some of us got their last spankings earlier then that.

I remember the spankings I received being painful and embarrassing (when I was older) so I tried to avoid them but being an ADHD kid and one with an adventurous side that liked to take risks I received a fair amount of spankings. Both parents spanked me with a belt and I was expected to take my pants down and bend over the bed no mater which parent was going to spank me. Gender and my age or level of physical maturity was not a factor. I never felt any sexual stimulation before, during or after a spanking. Even though during the spanking my pants and underwear were usually pulled down to mid thigh and would usually end up around my knees or ankles during the course of the spanking. I was basicly naked from the waist down and exposed but I didn't care once the spanking started. Neither did my parents or aunts who spanked me on occassion as well. I think a lot of people would assume that this is where the fetish would come from. I had no interest in the spankings of my brother or my cousins unless they were getting spanked for something they did to me and that just a feeling of justice being done or maybe even revenge.

My interest however was very different when spankings involved someone outside of my family especially if it was an older girl. My wife had told me many times about getting spanked by her mom or when her younger sister getting spanked for whatever reason when we were dating in high school. I would get so hard that I would get "blue balls". But I never told her that. I would just ask a lot of questions to keep her talkkng about it. They way she described getting it from her mom or how her mom or sister would tease her about "screaming bloody muder" or acting like a big baby when she would get spanked. She didn't take a spanking well and her mom would resort to having to "put her over her knee like a five year old" in order to keep her in position to spank her. These conversation drove me crazy.

Or the idea of myself getting spanked by a authority figure female that is not a family member. I had friends who parents spanked them and they knew I was spanked so if we got in trouble I would think about my friends Mom spanking me with my pants down and I was turned on by that. I had posted in another thread that I was threatened by a female teacher in 7th grade that she was going to spank me and she specificly said she would pull my pants down. That really set me off. These sexual feelings of arousal related to spanking started around the age of 11 or 12 and really took off when I hit puberty.

My wife was also spanked in much the same way I was. However she was only spanked by her mom. He father wasn't in the picture and she was spanked bare bottom just like I was. However when she got older her mom didn't make her take her under ware down she got spanked in high school several times and it was just like it was when she was younger. Her mom used a paddle that looked like a Joquari paddle but it wasn't as thick or quite as large. She also got the belt a couple of times in high school but she says the paddle hurt just as much but the paddle was easier for her mom to control so she never got accidental swats on her thighs. She also tells me that she felt no difference in the pain if she had panties on or if it was bare. I share this because my wife has no spanking fetish at all. Doesn't enjoy it, has a very low pain tolerance and will cry if you give her a birthday spanking too hard. Needless to say we don't engage in my spanking interest but I absolutely love to hear her spanking stories.

In my opinion I was never abused and spankings were "earned" in my family. You were not spanked for everything you did wrong and you were not punished for mistakes or just plain ignorance. I was never spanked in front of friends or even family members with the exception of my older brother a few times when we got in trouble together and we were younger. I don't feel like I was humiliated in any way.

So I guess in some way I think my childhood spankings created a fetish.

I was spanked for anything my Mother felt I needed to be spanked for. She spanked my little sister and I a whole lot, and because neither of us would rat the other out, we both got it, even if we were both innocent! The way she spoke to us before, during, and after the spankings could be categorized as verbal abuse in today's terms, and if we struggled to get away during the spanking, she would hit any part of our body she could catch with her wooden spoon (solid walnut). To this day, I do not handle being spanked very well. I don't cry, I don't scream, and my innocent struggle has disappeard. I will cuss you like a sailor and try my best to beat you unconscious if I can get to you. My response is a survival response and I simply get viciously mean.

Even when spanking is incorporated into play, it would take some serious trust, and a lot of build up before I could take a spanking and not hold a grudge. I have been restrained and gagged for spankings for disciplinary reasons, and as long as I knew why I was getting the spanking, I didn't try to kill the punisher. It did require me to remain restrained and gagged for no less than an hour after the spanking so I could 'cool off'. If I felt I didn't deserve the spanking, my relationship with the punisher was never the same. Some relationships are deeply missed.

Hi soumise, It sounds like the spankings you got as a child were a form of bullying, not discipline. I don't know it any kind of therapy would help you, it did nothing for me and I still act out in a very dangerous manor when I feel that I am being pushed around.

Just so that others are not concerned, my feelings are directed at one or two individuals and they know who they are and the consequences of pushing my buttons.

Interesting topic. For myself I received spankings but they were infrequent. When I was spanked, it was for something my parents felt warranted. My fetish derives from witnessing other children spanked. I NEVER got pleasure from one I received.

I grew up in Appalachia and spankings were the norm in my upbringing and that of my friends and neighbors. The norm was if you earned it, you got it, no matter where or who was present. I was well into puberty when I witnessed my friends older sister receive a bare bottom paddling for back-talking her mother with the use of foul language. She was 16 and I was 12, needless to say when she was told to 'bare' her self for the paddle my heart near exploded along with my zipper. Her embarrassment and the humiliation evident on her face just added to the excitement of the situation. After she received a thorough paddling she was sent to stand in a corner with her pants at half mast.

That was not the first nor last bare bottom spanking I witnessed but it was the most profound. I have grown up not only enjoying spanking games whit my female partners, but relish hearing true accounts of spanking, especially if humiliation played a part of the punishment.

I think so in my case. In fact, I think that my mother had a spanking fetish. There was too much erotic energy transferred during the act. The way those spankings emerged in my life, and then how they disapeared also makes me wonder. These were NOT painful spankings. There was a sting, but it was mild, in fact almost sweet. I learned slap N tickle at an early age. What got to me was not the pain of the spanking, but being half undressed, stuck up and over the knee, with my bare bottom in the air, and having it slapped in such a regular cadence for so long...Those spankings were so damn long that they produced dry orgasms. Fantastic experiences that made me the spanko that I am today.

I only remember being spanked once as a child, but it was memorable. At age 7 or 8, my aunt, who was taking care of me at the time, thought I hadn't have a bowel movement for 2 days, and told me she was going to have to give me an enema. I objected vehemently to no avail. As she sat on the edge of my bed with a bagful of hot soapy water hanging on the bedpost, she commanded me to get undressed and lie across her lap. When I refused, she pulled me over, stripped me herself, and forced me over her lap. I squeezed my butt cheeks together, hoping to prevent the intrusion. My aunt slapped my bare bottom a couple of times, and told me to spread my legs, but I refused. Soon, the slaps got harder and the sting became painful. After 10 or 12 hard slaps, I gave up and let my cheeks open. Within seconds, she had a well lubricated index finger buried deep into my rectum massaging my insides while with the other hand she applied a soothing gel to my sore butt cheeks. She told me what a good boy I was and quickly proceeded to give me a good old fashioned high enema. It was total surrender that I found quite enjoyable.

I don't recall getting very many childhood spankings so my spanking fetish must have come from someplace else! lol

My mom I guess gave me a few spankings when I was young. When I was an older teen one time time mom told me your are to old to act this way, do you need a spanking. I scared, bushful, and also horny. Maybe I made mom spank me, I even , as I can remember I said ass. If anyone needs more conversation you can pm me.

This has probably been asked a million times before, but could a love for being spanked/spanking fetish have anything to do with the fact that I was spanked as a child and hated it?

Like most children growing up in the 1950's spanking was a frequent punishment for me as well as others. For many years I had always assumed that my adult BDSM fettish was the result of being spanked as a child up until I was around 11. However, I'm not so sure that there is any real connection as I can remember as a very young child and as early as 6 or 7 for sure having an intense interest in spanking or anything connected with physical punishment in general. I also know a large number of individuals that were never spanked as children and as adults are just as kinky as I am.

I was spanked at home and at school. But then a lot of boys of my age had the same experience. At home the experience was more intense in every way because it was bare bottom. Both at both home and school there was a ritual and procedure to it.

I also witnessed a number of spankings.

Did it influence my spanking fetish? I don't really know but I think it certainly helped.

When I was younger like 6 or 7 the spankings I received hurt butt as the pain subsided I noticed a tingleing sensation that felt good. As I got older the spankings which were always bare bottom otk still hurt but began to stimulate the front of me as well. That also happened when I witnessed one of my friends or brothers being spanked. So to answer the question Yes I do think that childhood spankings developed my spanking fetish.

Being spanked as a child was a great contributor to my many present day fetishes. I was taken across my mother's knee many times when we were alone but also in front of company. That exposure in front of guests was very trying and yet very exciting as well. I can remember being watched by my mother's friends as my pants and underwear were pulled down and I was pushed across my mom's lap. I remember the comments that were made about my behaviour during the spanking. Once or twice my mother's friend(s) helped her out by holding me down on her lap as she spanked me. I guess I literally kicked up a fuss and had to be held during the ordeal.

I can also remember the clothing worn by some of the women. During one spanking, as my mother swatted my ass, her friend held me and the woman's dress rode up on her thighs. I remember seeing her stocking tops come into view and then the garter tabs which held her stockings up. Even though I was in a lot of pain and discomfort, I could not take my eyes off the nylon display in front of me. I'm pretty sure that these spanking times were among the first times I got an erection. I don't know if my mother noticed the erections or not.

I was even given a couple of enemas after my spankings. I can still remember being held on my mom's lap as her friend went off to fill up a bulb syringe with warm or hot water. My ass cheeks were held apart by the visitor while my mom lubed up my rectum with vaseline and inserted the nozzle. Mom squeezed the bulb, pulled it out a bit, re-inserted and squeezed some more. As this was going on I can remember my mother and her friend talking about my spanking, the enema I got and other things as well. Laundry! Can you imagine having hot water being shot up into your ass while two women talk about the benefits of drying sheets out in the sun.

My enema/spanking fantasy sessions today still revolve around being exposed in front of people. I enjoy wearing nylons and a garter belt while I give myself a hand or hairbrush spanking and then an enema. Thanks, Mom! No really. Thanks.

I was never spanked. It took a friend of mine inviting us girls over to her house for a bath party.