Were you spanked as child by a spanking fetishist?

Yes. Although the hand-spankings I got from my father (mother never spanked me) were not fetishistic in themselves, I know he was a fetishist.

The actual spankings happened very quickly, they were usually given in anger after he'd chased me up the stairs to my room, and it was all over very quickly, no waiting, no implements, no corner-time or any other ritual, just a rapid barrage of hand spanks to my bare bottom until I was crying. These spankings basically petered out by the time I was eight or so.

However, in my early 20s, he discovered my collection of spanking magazines, hidden in plain sight midway along a shelf of Personal Computer World in my bedroom. In the most awkward conversation of my life, he questioned me in great detail about them, indicating that he'd read every single page of every single mag (not just one or two as my mother had pre-warned me about), and the nature of the questions revealed the truth pretty fast. Also, he'd made some rather kinky comments to a family friend around the same time.

As the years went on, other comments and conversations also confirmed his proclivities.

However, with the possible exception of the last spanking I ever got, I don't feel that he ever openly satisfied his fetish by spanking me.

(One reason the idea of school corporal punishment so fascinated me as a child was that - from the stories I'd read - it was carried out coolly, calmly, and methodically; no anger involved, just plenty of ritual and “for your own good”. Such a huge difference from my own frightening domestic experiences.)

Always were spanked bare bottom until late teenage years. Often even nude. Mom said embarrassment is a big Part of punishment.

I don't doubt my mother enjoyed spanking me and humbling me in general, but I don't begrudge her that happiness, even though it was excruciatingly embarrassing at the time.

I wasn’t spanked by an adult with spanking fetish. Punched in the stomach by mother who was a masochist. Knocked the wind out of me. Bitch!

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• “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.”

If this isn't made up, it would fit anyone's definition of sexual/child abuse. That said, it's a page out of my fantasies, & I can't help envying it. In my case, I never had a formal bare bottom spanking, but I did get smacked around pretty bad, & a lot. Recently I've finally disclosed some of those details to friends, family & acquaintances, & their reaction was that the abuse I went through was bad enough so that the authorities should have untervened. So, I guess if you're gonna get abused, the kinky kind of abuse is better.

I don't think my mom who spanked me had a spanking fetish. I got spanked when I deserved it, not every offense was punished with spanking.

My mom never seemed excited about my spanking (she was calm and determined).

The spanking followed a certain ritual. But it was treated like a medical procedure.

By the way, my mother compared the spanking to a medical procedure. She said that an enema or an injection healed my body and that a spanking healed my psyche. Everything in preparation for the spanking and the spanking itself made sense.

There was no unnecessary humiliation in the ritual, only what was necessary. My mother never procrastinated giving me a spanking. When she decided I was to be punished, the spanking was immediate.

There were tools made especially for spanking, but it was not a collection. The first was an old double-stitched belt, the second was a flogger bought in a store (this word best describes what this tool was).

As a child, I really didn't like getting spanked, but I never felt harassed or abused. Most children in my country received this punishment, it was nothing unusual. I believe that it was a good educational measure if the parent used it wisely. I remember the fear of being spanked, the pain during and afterwards. I also remember feeling relieved to have it behind me. Spanking cleared me of guilt.

My dad grew up in an Irish-American family from the Bronx, NYC. Mom and her parents emigrated to the USA from Austria. Both came from strict Catholic families, where spanking was the most common punishment. No fantasies or fetishes involved!

Nope. I was only spanked once as a child when I was 5, for mistreating my baby sister. I don't think I hurt her, I mean, she wasn't crying or anything. She was just chilling in the position I put her in. We had a Little Tykes playset that was pushed up against the wall and it had a little slide and a little space under you could lay in (wasn't high enough to sit up, even for a baby). Anyway, it was in the corner so you couldn't exactly climb up the back like you were supposed to because there wasn't really room. It was slightly pulled out and I pushed my sister so she was trapped in between the wall and the playset. She wasn't on the floor though, so there was nothing supporting her weight, she was just wedged in there. My dad looked at her and picked her up and put her on the floor and said, “Did you do that?” Stupidly, I nodded. He spanked me, over his knees, over my pants. I cried but then he made me an ice cream cone so lesson learned…you get spanked, you get ice cream.

Southern & Sassy, getting a few smacks on the seat of your pants is not a spanking, girl! To experience a real spanking, find someone who will take your pants down, put you over her knee and apply her bare hand to your bare bottom. If you are uncertain about how many spanks to receive, tell her to give you twice your age. That's what my mom did!

Southern & Sassy, getting a few smacks on the seat of your pants is not a spanking, girl!

I believe that is a difference of opinion. I believe it is a real spanking whether or not you believe it is. If I had children, that would be the EXACT way I would handle my kids. I don't believe in spanking children unless every other need has been exhausted. I would try time-out or grounding first. If that didn't work, then MAYBE I'd spank but I don't ever see myself spanking them on a bare butt. The point is not to hurt them; it's to teach them right from wrong.

We never got spanked much and never on the bare. I gave my kids a few swats growing up but it really wasn't necessary much. Nowadays with schools reporting parents for any marks on a child, you'd have to think twice. My sister has small children and she never spanks them. It is very much out of favor.

... Nowadays with schools reporting parents for any marks on a child, you'd have to think twice….

and kids learn fast…. A friend had a preteen daughter who would threaten her with calling child services every time her mother did something she didn't like…. this was about 30 years ago, before the authorities became more attuned to the entire situation and didn't jump to hasty conclusions ….

About 25 years ago my kid got suspended from middle school for fighting. He broke down in the principal’s office and told him “my dad will beat me for this”. The principal reported this. I had only spanked him once several years earlier. We had child services over for a couple of interviews, they even talked to our neighbors.

@gwhap How ironic, given that in some areas, school paddlings are still legal.

I cannot say for sure if the deputy headmaster at the all boys prep school I attended in the 1970's was a fetishist or not but given the frequency with which he dished out spankings/canings to us boys I strongly suspect he may have been.

When i was around seven I was sent to live with my Grandparents I was spanked usually for staying out later than I should or not keeping my room tidy. My punishment was usually a good telling off or being grounded but sometimes I got a whopping as grandad called it.

My punishment always took place in the spare room on the third floor of the house bent over the back of an old lounge chair pants around my ankles. It felt more like a thump than a smack as Grandad was a coal man and was as strong as a horse with huge hands. I usually got six whacks and was then sent to my room for a couple of hours.