Spanking has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember . I was about three or four years old. My first experience came at the hands of a neighbor lady spanking her son for riding his bike in the street. She pulls him off the bike and bared his bottom right in front of everyone and then proceeded to spank him with a big wooden hairbrush.
This experience was the beginning for me, where it all started; and it been implanted inside of me most of my life. I can still see that brush smacking his butt like it was yesterday.
During my Childhood I was never spanked but as an adult I would often fantasize about that experience and others I had witnessed; playing them in my mind over and over with the only differences being it was me on the receiving me. In my adult life five different people have actually spanked me. In time I will go into more detail.