How did your kink manifest in your childhood?

[southdomenatrixx]

At some point when growing up I always thought I was the only one on the planet who had a strange and unnatural compulsion to tie up and gag men, I would manifest this strong urge through tieing up and gagging a few of my college male friends who were into bondage to a what looked like an operating table. I remembered this one time a college buddy of mine had a white gag made from a tissue and as I recall he was tightly restrained with rubber bands.

Wonderful memories.

 

[Rachb]

I was thinking about this the other day. I remember playing games with friends, there was a wicked witch that captured the other people in her cage. Wouldn’t let them escape.
I remember not wanting to be the witch, I had to be a captured person.

Then I actually remember certain parts of bond films or maybe even Star Wars….when my dad was watching. I’d see men capture the woman and take control.

It was all very innocent but from a very early age, I knew I needed to be dominated. I’m thinking as young as 7/8, I knew nothing about the lifestyle until my later teens.

 

[paddledmale28]

Way back in the day, teachers would give play birthday spankings. they would take the spanked otk and give very light spanks. More like taps over clothes while the class watched. I’m pretty sure that woke something in me

 

[subbysecret]

Honestly I can't remember a time when I wasn't kinky... When I was really young I had a thing for women's bare feet, that became a breast fixation and pretty much always I had a thing for nude in public and bondage... I thought it was just me being weird, I was pleasantly surprised to find out it was a thing from sleazy Sunday tabloids in my teens and then online in my early 20's...

I experimented with some self-bondage in my teens - I had a rattan chair in my bedroom and neon shoelaces that probably came free in cereal packets, but for the most part it was tied up women that I fantasised about

 

[pinkpantyslave]

A girl, only a couple of years older than me, used to look after me for two plus hours every night after school. She caught me staring up her skirt and when she asked I admitted I was staring at her undies. The second time she caught me, she offered me a choice. Either strip and put her panties on or she will tell my parents. Bullies know exactly how to pressure you. I was wearing them within a few seconds. I have been hooked ever since. Things escalated over a few months and before long she had me on my knees begging her to let me dress in her clothes. She also started making me walk around the block wearing them, which was really scary because my carrot red hair stood out a mile.