Childhood imagination is sometimes a strange thing, particularly if you have unsuspectingly developed a fetish for spanking! This is a story from when I was 10 years old, growing up in 1970s Britain.
I’m still not sure whence my fascination with spanking grew. The ‘progressive’ first school I was attending at the time had abolished corporal punishment many years ago. And although I got the occasional smacked bottom from my parents, these were pretty rare events and had significantly tailed off even further in their frequency as I approached and passed double figures.