Susan said:
My folks were and are very much in a loving long term D/s M/f married relationship. When I got Daddy spankings as a kid they didn't mean to be drawing me into their world, but I am of their blood. And most of all I recognize a life without spankings is rather dull compared to with.
Well said and with courage, too, as these things are diffcult to reflect on and speak out about.
Kate Lake said:
Ricardo Santacruz said:
Genes ...... but nothing supports my hypothesis ....
I have some anecdotal evidence. My whole immidiate family is into it in one way or another.
Kate would you elaborate on your evidence. What did you mean "into it one way or another"
Due to this topic being so similar to the topic titled, "When did you first realize that you were a spanko" I will add my reply from that to this topic as well. I'll also try to change a few things around and add a few things to keep relevance to this topic.
When I was eleven years old, I found that my friends and I would talk about porn and where to find it exactly. I'd look myself but, I never wanted to get caught by my parents. One day, my older brother stayed the night and while my parents were away, I found him looking at porn so I finally had my chance to find out where I can find good porn. I asked him what site he was looking at and if I could watch anything. He agreed so, I looked at some and found that it was a good enough site to look at in the future.
One night, I checked out that site and downloaded clips to a very odd porn video. It was about a black lady who was wearing odd tie dye panties and she was being asked serious questions by what looked to be a principal or a dean. He was unhappy with how short her skirt was and spanked her for it and a feeling welled up inside different from the others porn clips I've seen. It felt so good, I got hooked on the idea of spanking and sought out it everywhere I went.
It was then, I was very sure that I found my love for spanking and couldn't find anything else that would make me as excited as spanking had done for me. It's very compelling to see these passions though in all aspects of my life.
I was spanked growing up, as was just about every kid in my neighborhood. It was never anything violent or abusive and I knew it was because my parents loved and cared for me. I never liked or fantasized about my own spankings, but I did develope an great interest in seeing others spanked. I too closely followed every television program or comic that had spanking in it. But I pretty much also knew early in life that I was a spanker and not a spankee.
The way my wife and I got started in the lifestyle is the reason I am a dedicated spanker today. But I grew and changed a bit. When I was young it was all about seeing a bare female bottom, bouncing and turning shades of pink and red as tears began to fill her eyes. But Today, its all about me being the Provider, Protector....the loving, caring, guiding influence in her life.
Basically what I'm saying is that even though the site of a bare female bottom, bouncing under my swats still excites me to some degree, I now get nothing out of it unless I KNOW I am providing what my partner wants/needs, and I am making a difference in her life.