Did childhood spankings cause a fetish?

I did not get a lot of spankings as a child. I was such a good kid! LOL!

Actually my hubby turned me onto it when we were teenagers.

Yes I still love to be spanked I get rock hard when I don't have someone to spank me ill self spank my self I bent over the bed with leather belt in hand after four or five swing im hitting myself right on my ass depending on how I think iv been a bad boy iv become very good most times' I cant sit leather hurts after 15 mins even if your spanking youself

I am currently engaged to be married and for the first time I am in a long term relationship with someone who doesn't like being spanked. She knows that I have a spanking fetish but will not indulge it. I am pleased for that. She is a Christian and does believe in spanking as a discipline for kids, but thats as far as it goes. She wants the cane brought back into our schools etc and also things that parents should be free to be able to discipline as they see fit. It does feel good to be in this kind of relationship. She knows of my childhood spankings and she is aware of the deep pain, anger and humiliation I feel from those days. My first wife was really into being spanked (thrashed) and in many ways this became a straitjacket and did ruin our sex life. So it feels very good to be a relationship where I feel more wholesome and that making love is not associated with pain and humiliation. I will never get rid of my many many fetishes that came directly out of my childhood, but I am learning to live with them without needing to act them out.

As a child growing up I got plenty of spankings from my mother and I HATED them, but, later, I started getting aroused, or at least excited, seeing other kids spanked. Conclusion: Watching other kids being spanked probably contributed to my fetish but NOT the spankings I received, there was nothing fun about them.

When I was about 5 years old I saw a teenage girl spank her little sister for being naughty. She was babysitting us both and her little sister was quite a brat. After a few warnings she put the brat over her knee pulled down her panties and gave a short but sound spanking. I remember thinking that giving the spanking looked like good fun. I wanted to be a babysitter when I grew up.I suppose it influenced me to a degree , but I feel I had a natural affinity for spanking and bondage too.

I am not a psychologist and do not have a real interest in figuring out where things in my psyche come from because even when I know where a thing has originated, I still have to deal with the thing in my present life. I do recall in my late adolescence reenacting some of the punishments I received earlier in my childhood, especially those involving the enema bag. My first self given enemas were out of simple curiosity, but immediately they began to have a sexual effect on my. I liked the pressure on my prostate that resulted from two quarts of water injected and retained. I would set up the bag, find a belt and go through the motions Mom had gone thru in the original punishment session. I even rehashed some of her lectures and especially whatever instructions she gave me about position maintenance or hold time and threats regarding the consequences of leakage etc. During these self administered sessions, I would masturbate and I really liked the orgasms that ensued. It is this strong positive reinforcement that perpetuates my adult interest in punishment and enemas. Sometimes, I fantasize myself as the giver to an unwilling female recipient, but that is only in fantasy. In the real world I have been introduced to endorphin fueled orgasms when I play a submissive role with a dominatrix. So, regardless of how it got here, spanking and enemas are now firmly rooted in my adult sexuality and I really enjoy both.

I really don't think the spankings i got as a child ,and there weren't many, caused a fetish in later life. My spanking fetish ( more the giver than the receiver by the way) is more related to my love of anything anal, whether that being internal or external .LOL

I have never seen spankings or heard of them when I was young. In fact I didn't even know what they were as I grew up, where I lived no one knew what spanking was. And yet I find it a real turn on to spank, placing a beautiful girl's ass over my knee, and administering some barehanded pain. Though I don't see it as a disciplinary thing, I don't mind incorporating elements of discipline should my partner want it. I am a switch so I guess I would enjoy both. But it's things like this that make me lean more to the idea that such things do in fact have some genetic precursor.

I'm not a doctor but I would guess that in some cases yes. I mean I was spanked up until I put and end to it at 15 years old. I think that it has something to do with it. It was humiliating and at some point that has to have an affect.

I don't think that there is the same anal fixation with me that some of you seem to have. For me it's the humiliation and powerless feeling. I was like a teen having to pull my pants and underwear down to be whipped bare ass with a leather strap. God that was humiliating.

I believe being spanked as a kid led to my spanking fetish I'ive had since childhood. In the sixties and seventies, spanking was everywhere. People would even spank each other's kids! I delivered many spankings when I was growing up. We played school and house; all as part of the innocence of childhood, all in fun! There was nothing "sexually harassing" about it. I would even do bared bottoms in secluded places only with the consent of the "naughty" [most of whom were girls - only few boys were into the game, mostly boys 4-6 would play along]. Girls would be the instigators of the game and would pick me as the spanker. It was so wonderful! I have written many stories about these experiences.

I got spankings at home. Children next door also got spankings. I saw my brother get spankins on his bare butt. I began fantasy about spankings in an early age. 6 or 7 years old I think and spanking have turned me on ever since.

I got at as a kid at home... and paddled a few times at school. Saw some get it at school... heard the swats echo in the hall a lot. Even at school age, it "intrigued" me. Always exciting if saw or heard some one get it.

I do thinkg that it contibuted significantly to my interest!

My parents never spanked me. I have no idea why the thought of being held down and spanked is erotic to me. Though at the same time I also sort of fear it. It is rather confusing.

Though I do need to mention that I have never had it done to me. I sort of am just locked in a fascination without any experience. Well without any experience about much of anything sexually. So I am not sure I would tell someone if I did get into a relationship because I would not know how he would respond or if I could endure it if he liked the idea.

So, I am just confused and clueless.

I was occasionally spanked as a child, but always fully clothed. I heard accounts of kids getting bare-bottom spankings, but only witnessed it once, when a little boy started bullying his sister at a laundramat. His mother turned him across her knee, bared his bottom, and spanked him very hard. She threatened to spank his sister also but did not do so.

I was never spanked as a child so I dont know where it came from. Probably one of the books I read. Still unlike most, I don't like the punishment part, being held down, having it done against my will. I just think its really hot when two adults do something like this willingly, especially if its a little more severe.

Yes, my mother spanking my bare butt from a young age I am sure contributed to it. I can never thank her enough.

I actually think I would've had to invent spanking if it hadn't already existed. I was only ever threatened with spankings as a child; never given anything more than the occasional smack on my pants. But by the age of six, spanking in general, and over-the-knee, bare bottom spanking in particular, had laid claim to my imagination. If I heard tell of another child being spanked, I hungered for the details; was it over-the-knee and how red did their bottom get? And if I saw the word "SPANKING" on the cover of a parenting magazine (we're talking now about the late fifties, early sixties), I absolutely had to know what was said inside about my favourite subject in the whole word. More often than not, it was disappointing. The sort of spankings I dreamt of were almost never described.

I did once see a boy get spanked across a lady teacher's knee in my Grade 7 class. She briskly smacked the seat of his pants, and while he didn't cry, I'm sure he was still embarrassed. She and her husband, the school's Phys Ed instructor, were openly pro-spanking. He once remarked to our class that what some of us needed was "a good stiff hairbrush on [our] bare bottoms."

When I was 14, my mother privately confronted me one day with a certain naughty paperback I'd forgotten in the bathroom. To my face, she asked me if I felt I'd "missed out by never getting a bare bottom spanking." I don't know what sort of boy it would've taken to confess his sexual desires to his mother, but it certainly wasn't me. I melted in a puddle of shame, and was told to "stop being silly." In fact, I'd already begun paddling and strapping myself in the past year. I wasn't getting my bottom spanked any other way.

I honestly can't say how a spanking from my mother at that point would've affected me, especially if she'd gone the traditional pants-down route. But in the absence of any proper bottom warmings as punishment, spanking was free to be enshrined in my imagination. Getting my bare backside spanked across the lap of female authority became my greatest ambition in life. Thankfully, it did eventually happen, many times over. But as far as directly answering the question, I think we might as well say I was born with spanking in my DNA. It's at least as much a part of me as my blood type.

No question yes for me at least. One of my earliest sexual memories (masturbating as a child) wound up with me getting caught and one HELL of a spanking from my dad.

I was spanked as a child, but never bare-bottomed. Never over a knee. My dad would grab me by the upper arm and spank me hard with his large hand on my buttocks while I desperately pranced in a circle around him. My mom would send me out to cut a young willow branch so she could whip my legs with it.

Today, a mild spanking might be fun for me, but only as a prelude to something more exciting, like, say, an enema. Spanking is not my fetish. So I wonder if the bare-ass spankings are more likely to start a fetish than other scenarios? Lying helplessly across the knee of an authority figure? This is how I got my enemas, but not my spankings. So I love enemas, but I'm not feeling deprived without spankings.

A few decades ago, spanking was common in grade schools. When I was interviewed for a teaching job, one of the members of the school board (an elderly woman) asked how I felt about spanking students. I sensed that this was an important question to her and the others, and I knew I'd better be in favor of it. My employment depended on it. I'd previously taught at another school where spanking was the common recourse with misbehaving students, so I was familiar with this point-of-view. I assured the school board that I was all in favor of spankings when needed.

And I carried through, too. Never in private -- I used humiliation to really make a point by doing the spanking in front of the classroom while the other students watched. "Grab your ankles," I would say, and they would comply obediently. I never hit them hard; I didn't have it in me. I figured the embarrassment was the true discipline.

I used a wooden paddle that I found in the classroom, no doubt used by the prior teacher. Later, the father of one of the students brought me a really nice paddle that he'd made in his workshop. It had pictures of roses on one side and had been varnished to a glossy shine. The students joked with me about the paddle and asked if they could autograph it after being disciplined. Then it became a point of pride if they had a signature on the paddle.

Recently, one of those students (the son of the parent who had made me the custom paddle) posted on FaceBook that I was the best teacher he ever had.

I really enjoy spankings now as an adult, but rarely got them as a child. I would say no, it was something that developed later for me. The few spankings I did get do not stick out in my mind, I can not tell you how bad they were or even why I got them. Unlike the medical aspects in my childhood that I think caused my fetish, those things I remember very well.

I got spanked by my dad growing up. Mostly with a belt or (rarely) a switch. Went on until I was about 14. I hate it so much back then, I never would have imagined I'd end up so turned on by it.

A few decades ago, spanking was common in grade schools. When I was interviewed for a teaching job, one of the members of the school board (an elderly woman) asked how I felt about spanking students. I sensed that this was an important question to her and the others, and I knew I'd better be in favor of it. My employment depended on it. I'd previously taught at another school where spanking was the common recourse with misbehaving students, so I was familiar with this point-of-view.

Later, the father of one of the students brought me a really nice paddle that he'd made in his workshop.

I read these posts about spanking in school with quite some amazement. I grew up and went to school in the late 50's and early 60's in the US and afterwards in Belgium. I went to at least 5 different schools, both parochial, public school and Jesuit run schools and never, in any one of these were pupils spanked, nor was any physical punishment ever given as a matter of policy (I say because who knows what a teacher might do in an off moment in private).

But in any case I cannot recall or even conceive of any instance in which pupils were spanked in school. In fact, I grew up thinking spanking an outdated and somewhat barbaric method of correction. I knew this was done in British public schools (different from the US kind) and had been done in the past. But not that it was done in the present day and age. Nor did I ever hear of other students getting spanked in school - though I have to concede I never really gossiped much in school.

So all of these posts really amaze me.

And as for a parent presenting a paddle to a teacher. I think that had I ever been physically punished by a teacher in school, it would have been my mother who would have taken a paddle to the teacher afterwards, if not scratched his eyes out. She didn't believe in physical punishment in any way, just as she utterly despised people who mistreated animals. Her method of correcting misbehavior was by shaming, ridiculing or withholding affection. In the schools I went to it was by detention and writing essays or copying texts until your hand felt like falling off.

That worked quite well without recourse to spanking or such things ...

Going to US public schools in the 50's and 60's I never heard of anyone receiving physical corporal punishment in a school. Now, once they went home is another matter.

Agracier, my father in law grew up in a conservative part of the US in the 1950-60s and the paddle was in use in his highschool. I think he got it once. This was not an ordinary event and was reserved for severe misbehavior.

My mother in law was spanked and even paddled at home.

I was spanked quite often as a young girl and I'm pretty sure that had a lot to do with my interest in spanking as an adult.

When I was around 6 or so, I was at a neighbor friend's house and saw his 4 year old brother get a bare bottomed spanking OTK.

I think it was a little of both for me, I was spanked growing up and always got a feeling but it was not till my early teens that I understood what that feeling was. I also heard but never saw a friend getting spanked when I was staying over her house and it was crazy the way it made me feeling hearing it and knowing what was happening to her.

I do not think so, I was spanked as a child. When in puberty, about 12 years old, I threw a snow ball at a neighbor, a 16 year old girl, who was with another girl. Her response was to catch me & slap my face, in front of the other girl. I think that was when I knew I wanted to be spanked & dominated by the women in my life.

My childhood spankings did not cause a fetish to develop. Elsewhere in this Forum, or another forum, I discussed how my interest came about, watching a pretty mom spank her son on the bare bottom, when I was in my early 20s at a dinner party.

While I'm sure the spankings I received as a child played a role, I think it was the spankings I witnessed as a child triggered my fetish. I was best friends with a neighbor boy and was often at their house. There were 6 kids and I must have seen (or heard) 1 or 2 spankings a week. They were quick affairs without much drama. I was always sent home if my friend was to be spanked, but not when his sibs were spanked. I heard a couple of his spankings as I walked back to my house.

However, most of the spankings I witnessed were my cousins. My aunt/uncle punished in full view of anyone in the house. They also required full nudity. The spankee was made to stand passively as they were scolded and undressed by their mother/father. Once naked, they were then sent to fetch the instrument(s) that was to be used on them. Any sluggishness on that mission would be a mistake. They had a big house and so the sight of a naked cousin dashing down the hall and then back the other way was not unusual. I was the spankee on occasion, but was given a break on the tool retrieval since I didn't always know where to find them.