Were you spanked as child by a spanking fetishist?

I am asking myself if there are people who remember their childhood punishment and seem to have noticed that some things were strange. So the punishments were carried out in a strict ritual with corner standing, lecture, undressing and you had to get the spanking implements. Did the punisher (parents or others) had a huge collection of spanking implements, books about child discipline etc. What are you experiences and how does this affect you daily life now?

I was raised by a single mother who traveled frequently on business and left me in the care of her brother and his wife. They spanked me frequently from the age of 7 until I was 12. I am pretty sure that both of them had a spanking fetish and entertained themselves at my expense. When I went to stay with them I knew it would not be long before some excuse would be trumped up to spank me. Strangely, I eventually came to be sexually excited by it. They would make me undress completely and stand in front of them while I was scolded then take turns spanking me over their laps. After the spanking I would be made to stay naked for the rest of the evening. I always masturbated in bed at night after one of these sessions and still think about it often.

I often wished that I had been spanked by more women as a child. I was pretty much only spanked by men who I'm quite sure did not have a fetish. I only get turned on by a woman's hand.

I would not consider my mother a spanking fetishist, but she wasn't above warming my buns when she felt the situation warranted. She would remove all my clothes and turn me over her lap for the spanking.

I think my dad was a spanking fetishist. It usually always happend when mum was out. The front room curtains would be closed, he would pull down my PJs as I stood in front of him, then he'd spank me

I was spanked very severely by my aunt with her hairbrush. I do not think that she was a spanking fetishist because she only spanked me when I did something to warrant a spanking. However, she was very ritualistic when administering the spanking. I had to remove my pants and underwear and neatly fold them and place them on a chair. I had to then stand before her while she told me why I deserved as she called it a good spanking to repent for my errors. I was then placed over her left knee while she locked my right leg with her right leg. She then began the dreaded ritual with her hair brush; she would spank my right butt cheek 10 times then repeat the same on the left. She kept advancing two ten times on my right cheek and two ten times on my left cheek until she got to five then she would drop down to six on each cheek until she reached ten. When she reached ten she would end the spanking with a very hard rapid sucession of about 40 swats alternating cheeks; I hated these spankings because they stung like all get out and I could not sit comfortably for hours. She also spanked my cousins the same way but as I said only when we misbehaved that is why I do not think that she was a spanking fetishist. My butt looked like hamburger meat when she was finished spanking me.

I was brought up by my mother and stepfather. Both were present most of the time when I was being spanked. The punishment was usually either hand spanking on bare bottom over the knee, or slipper on bare bottom bent over. It was mainly my step father who spanked me.

I still get excited by the thought of these spankings.

I was spanked by both my parents on bare bottom. Hand and slipper.

At the tme it was fairly common

I was spanked mostly by my mother OTK bare until about 12 or so, then both parents over my clothes. I think my mother was a bitter unhappy woman and lording it over me make her feel good.

I was raised by my mummy who was definitely interested in spanking,as she would tell me when she had bought a new hairbrush or slippers specifically for discipling me.i grew up to expect my Sunday night spankings,which i d await nervously all day for.i would have to confess if i had been wearing 'what i should'nt' (panties and lipstick) and blush,i d sometimes be told that i'd have to show mummy what i'd been wearing before i had my 'laptime'.

I don't know if my mother is a spanking fetishist, but she definitely liked the power she got from it. She would point out other children getting spanked, or tell me about a spanking story she heard. It was a little strange, but probably left the door open for me to have a fetish. I remember, vividly, her telling me about seeing a girl getting a hard bare-bottomed spanking in the alcove of a breakroom. Her mother was holding her under an arm and had pulled her dress up.

I suppose it's impossible to tell. My home spankings were nothing more than a few on the spot slaps so I am certain my parents weren't. At school, it's entirely possible but my two experiences did seem to be fairly routine: a case of touch your toes and the administration of the relevant number of strokes of the gym shoe. Having said that, school was where I got my spanking fetish!

I think all my childhood spankings, done by my mom, were pretty "normal". No abuse, no humiliation. There was of course some lecturing (unless it was very clear what I was getting spanked for), and all spankings in our family were on the bare - but apart from that, nothing ritualistic.

Both my parents and Aunt and Uncle were spanko's. I was the baby of two older brothers, so I got a lot of spankings. Always on my bare hiney. All of them made up excuses so they could spank my cute bubble butt. The embarassing part is that they continued until I went off to college.

As a kid i was the most bratty trouble maker and got my bare ass spanked almost daily this stopped by about 8 years

but had done the damage and now i love spanking bottoms male or females get them over my knees I will spank them.

The summers that I was 8, 9 and 10 my mother went back to school to get her master degree in education. Since my dad traveled a lot with his job I spent those summer with my grandfather's much younger ½ sister (Great half aunt) and her husband. My aunt Marie and uncle Jack. I knew that within a few day of my arrival they would find a reason to spank me even if I did not violate one of the many written rules that they would review with me on the first day I arrived each summer. Violation of a rule would result in a short discussion usually with my aunt right away and promise of a review that evening usually after my bath and when my uncle was home. That evening after my bath I would be taken naked to the living room I would stand in front of them as they questioned me about any misbehavior. The discussion was always calm and polite and would end with my aunt Marie holding my hand or placing a hand on me somewhere and saying something like, “sweetie, your going to be spanked.” I would then be spanked with either a short leather strap or if it was something they considered more seriouis a fresh cut willow switch. If it was the strap I would be held across my uncles lap on the sofa with my aunt holding my legs while my uncle appllied the strap. If I was to get the switch my uncle would sit in an overstuffed chair and holding me over the arm of the chair in his lap with my bottom over the arm of the chair and my legs dangling. My aunt would apply the switch to my bottom and thighs. After I stopped crying I would be put to bed naked that night. Spankings were very frequent at once a week or even more. At the time I did not realize that they had a spanking fetish or even know what that was. I figured that out some years later.

I wasnt spanked but i would like to experience it as many of my friends say it arrouses them! 😄

I got bare bottom spankings from my mom and stepmom and I would say neither was a fetishist. Both believed in humiliation as part of the punishment and spanked openly with witnesses, not all that uncommon when I was growing up, especially for boys.

Beginning around age six through age nine I was spanked by my mother. I was a change of life baby and these odd spankings emerged out of no where. My Dad never spanked me, but there was a time of tension between my parents in the house...about that time I started to get these spankings...I got spanked for no reason than the two of us where home alone. They excited me, and they were very protracted evens with my pants and briefs totally removed. My mother liked to lecture me and placed me "jack-knifed" up over her knee. Yes I got an erection and lots of great sensations I later learned was an orgasm. She would spank me a long time so it started out sort of stingy, but turned into something amazing. I still can remember how it felt. I think she got some kind of gratification from this as these seemed to be very lengthy spankings. They made my bottom real hot, red, and tingly, no bruises...as these were not at all hard spankings, but boy were they energetic!

This is a very interesting question. I was spanked throughout my childhood, right up until a few months ago. It's definitley created a "more than passing interest" in the subject and I've always wondered if my mom enjoyed it. I actually asked her about it last year and she admitted that she enjoys spanking and being the "mom in charge", However, she's never enjoyed hurting my sis or i. I have to admit....we've deserved every spanking we've ever received. Embarrassment has always been a part of the process, but not humiliation. I don't see a problem as long as the parent uses spanking as discipline and not an excuse to act out a fetish.

I thnk my foster mom might have had a fetish, but i know my older foster sister did for sure, because she would go to elaborate routines with me that included some sex afterwards.

At first, and for several years, I was scared every time I got a spanking. But then, somewhere in my late teens I realized that there was something happening that was "pleasant" about it ... the care/safety I received from her as she was spanking me/disciplining me, and I think there started to become an erotic or sexual release that came about ...maybe because of the pressure of my pussy riding on her thigh, or the adrenaline and stuff swelling the blood to my abdomen. I would then go to my room (after being made to stand in the corner for awhile) and masturbate to orgasm. That would pretty much be the only time I would masturbate ...after a spanking or related discipline.

In a way, I think she "trained" me to learn to associate my orgasms with the spanking/discipline. After awhile, I think she even noticed how "damp" I was after my spankings ....she would take a long look at me "there" while I stood in front of her after the spanking, and I know I left some dampness on her thighs often, though she pretended not to notice.

After she died and my older foster sister took over as head of the family, she certainly noticed and enjoyed seeing me get aroused from the spankings and discipline ..and would tease me, both verbally and physically about it to humiliate me ..which just increased my arousal even more! Very confusing for a young woman to come to grips with.

Now that I am older, I don't really get excited unless I see or am involved with discipline/spankings from an older woman.

I am sure my aunt was turned on by spanking. She used to revel in the ritual elements - of running through my misdeeds, getting me to confess and accept punishment, sentence, making me undress below the waist, arranging furiture for me to bend over, selecting an implement and, particularly, showing it, flexing it / swishing it in front of me, all the time lecturing me about how much it would hurt and how my bottom would mark. I noted on more than one occasion that she made adjustments to her crotch area. One of my cousins was also deeply affectedby witnessing my beatings and has admitted to me (privately) that she masturbated to orgasm in the aftermath of seeing me involuntarily defecate during a caning and have my nose rubbed in it my poo.

One time my older foster sister was spanking me very, very hard over her lap ...which I know she enjoyed doing, because she would actually giggle and laugh and taunt me the harder she paddled and the more I squirmed or cried. And she loved to humiliate me....spanking me over my panties for a long while, which she realized actually made me aroused sexually and I would become lubricated "naturally." So she spanked me a long time with panties on, and then would make me pull them down in front of her and she would "finger" me a bit while laughing about how "wet" I was, how I was a baby and needed a diaper. She knew that also excited me, because she had caught me masturbating a few times after being put into diapers.

This one time, after the hard spanking and "inspection" she put me back over her lap and was really tearing into me with the paddle when I couldn't hold my pee and I peed all over her lap! Well, that did it! She yelled at me, jumped up and got a large leather belt (a man's belt I think) and she whipped me so hard my ass was crossed with red welts and I was crying hysterically. But then she did something that she had never done before .... she took some salve and began rubbing it over my ass, which I thought was sweet ....but then she slipped her fingers into my anus and began cackling again as I tried to fend her off, with no luck. She held me down a long time, fingering me in and out, just to teach me a lesson I guess!

I wasn't spanked as a child, but started when i was a young adult, while playing with a girlfriend. The thought of it was very arousing for me, and, as i"m very into anal things, I was curious enough to try it. But, actually, I'll try most anything at least once, within reason and safety parameters. She had me get nude, and put me over a chair with my legs spread slightly apart. She started first with her bare hand. I immediately was turned on, and felt my cock, first twitching, then getting tumescent to hard. As I took it so well, she then decided to use some different implements...a wooden paddle, and then a leather one. After a while, my ass was so sore, but, amazingly I didn't mind. In fact, I REALLY Liked it. Then I retuned the favor and loved it. It really enhanced our love making, and I went on to much more, leading up to her fucking me with a dildo; increasing the length, and with until we got up to what i"d call a monster. Anyway, as for the spanking, one night, while very aroused, she caned me. It took a some time, and, I must admit, getting a little high, and I was able to take 100 strokes. I amazed myself. And, oh, I LOVED it.

I don't think that I was. There were few implements, and it was only used when I'd clearly done something wrong (even small things though).

I was, One summer i stayed with an aunt and uncle in South Carolina, one weekend my uncle was out of town and i was alone with my aunt, i was 13 at the time. I tried to sneak out of the house one night to hang out with some guy i became friends with, it was a very small town. My aunt caught me and was very mad saying that she was responsible for me while i was there and that i would have to be punished for this. She told me to go to her room to be punished, i said what are you going to do, she said i was going to get a firm spanking, even at this age i found it very exciting and a little scary. She ordered me to remove my pants and under pants and i would receive 10 swats with a paddle. i did as she asked, she the pulled a large plastic box from under her bed which had all kinds of paddles and straps, so it was pretty obvious that she was used to doing this with my uncle, she pulled out a long thin wooden paddle and instructed me to bend over and touch my toes, she was wearing a long loose robe, she then said she could not swing this paddle with this robe on so she removed it, she was just wearing what i call granny under pants and nothing up top, she had very small breasts but god was that exciting. She then touched the paddle to my bare bottom and i got 10 very hard and fast swats. when she was finished she said stay in that position while i get dressed. She then said as far as she was concerned that was it and she would not mention it to my uncle or parents and i shouldn't either. Later that summer i received a otk bare bottom spanking with a ping pong paddle, she was dressed in panties and a bra. That was approx 40 plus years ago and it still gets going when i think of it, she knew i liked it because the second time i had an erection when i laid down across her lap i could feel it pushing against her legs.

When I was about 8 my mom who was divorced had to travel more with her job. We had no relatives in the area and it was really hard for her to find someone to leave me with when she had to go away for a few days to a week or more at times. We had a neighbor who we became friendly with. He was recently divorced and worked from his home next door. I began to stay with him a lot when mom went away and it worked out real good and I did like him. He did have quite a few rules and mom had given him permision to spank me when necessary and he did spank me quite a bit. I was always spanked naked with a small wooden paddle and it was all very rituralized. The thing was I sort of like it.

My dad did most of the spanking. I would have to strip totally and stand in front of him while he lectured me about what I did wrong and what my punishment would be. Most of the time it was OTK. He used his bare hand or a ping pong paddle. I would get at least one spanking a week. Then I had to spend corner time facing out with my hands on top of my head. This started when I was very young and the last spanking I got is when I was 21. I left home shortly after.

I was rarely spanked ever, kinda missed out, love spanking my wife now though