Beginnings

I have wanted to post something about my own beginnings in this lifestyle. I have enjoyed reading how others have gotten into this lifestyle. It is especially interesting when the discussions include something about 'are we born this way' or do we 'evolve' into this lifestyle.

There is some conjecture that we may be born 'wired' into this lifestyle. However as stated in the introduction to his book, "Dragons of Eden", Carl Sagan said, "Most organisms on Earth depend on their genetic information which is 'prewired' into their nervous systems, to a much greater extend than they do on their extragenetic information, which is acquired during their lifetimes. For human beings, and indeed for all mammals, it is the other way around." I will leave the answers to this questions to the experts but it appears that we may be less 'prewired' than influenced by our environment.

I was not raised in a strict parental environment but instead in a rather liberal one. I was not spanked in a formal sense but occasionally received a corrective swat on the seat of the pants. I was also not raised in a strict religous environment but instead was encouraged to make decisions of a spiritual nature later in life, when I had more information. Thus I grew up in an environment that was relatively free of 'guilt'. (Note: I intend to keep my own religious beliefs to myself and I do not want to see anything on this blog regarding pre-conceived religious notions: I will defend anyone else's right to their own beliefs, as long as they respect my right to my beliefs. This is a place for exchange of thoughts and ideas regarding Female Led Relationships and I have seen too many 'flame wars' erupt regarding the religion issue on other forums.)

I grew up in the late 1950's and early 1960's. Corporal punishment was still practiced in public schools during this period. My first exposure to women who had authority over me (other than my mother) was when I began attending school. I found something very fascinating that my teachers (all female through grade school) had much control over me, including the possibility that I could be subject to their discipline. As observed on another blog, something that also was happening during this time was the afternoon 'cartoon' shows that were directed at children during this period. I remember when we first got a television set (a Sylvania 'table model'). A number of the cartoons dealt with a morale message: 'Be good or there will be consequences'. Many of these cartoons showed spanking as the consequences. I especially remember a 'Little Lulu' cartoon where Lulu had a stamp, 'I got Spanked' that she used in her diary. Also, I am sure many of you are aware of the clock shown in the Disney movie, Pinocchio which portrayed a woman spanking a child.

While I witnessed spankings previously, it was my time in the fourth grade that may have been my own 'turning point'. Something to keep in mind was that in this era women still wore skirts and dresses, heels, stockings (not panty hose) and girdles. My female classmates also wore skirts and dresses. My fourth grade teacher was a handsome woman who was very kind and not especially strict. However, there was something very powerful about her, probably a function of her position of authority knowing that I could be subject to discipline (in the form of corporal punishment) anytime I mis-behaved. The way she dressed was part of the image of her power.

My fourth grade years bridged the years 1957-1958 and I would have been about 10 years old during this period. I am sure this was the time I 'matured' sexually. It was literally 'the perfect storm'.

Our classroom was arranged in 5 or 6 rows of desks with about 5 or 6 desks in each row. These desks were not tied together like some desks were. My fourth grade teacher would roam the classroom and at times pass between the desks. Thus at times she would pass between my desk and the desk just ahead of mine. If she was facing forward, her Derrierre would be only inches away. Wow! In addition, she had a rather stong feminine scent. She was transmitting pheromones on my frequency and my receiver was getting a very strong signal. Imagine my state of mind when she found it necessary to paddle one of my classmates... and in front of the entire class. Oh, how I became hooked!

I witnessed further paddlings in the fifth and sixth grade. I was not the recipient of corporal punishment during my school years, but wish I had at least asked one of my teachers to paddle me, just to find out what it was like. There were several times when I was assigned 'sentences' and would have had the option to opt for a paddling. I still wonder what it would have been like.

I knew that the idea of getting spanked by a woman was connected to my own sexuality. Oddly, I didn't consider myself unusual or 'odd'. I recognized that not everyone felt this way but I had 'permission' to be this way.