My first BDSM thought or experience

Mike260

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OK...I'm gonna chance starting another thread...at the risk of suffering even more slings and arrows of THE LIT CROWD.

What was your first BDSM turn on?

Here's mine. Well not the first one. I decided that was too embarrassing. And when you look at how embarrassing what I'm gonna tell you is, you'll realize how far the other experience must go on the embara-meter.

So...when I was about about four years old I spent countless hours in our basement watching daytime television. As you might imagine, some of the actresses started to catch my eye-- Donna Reed, Lucille Ball, Wilma Flinstone.

I'm sure lots of toddlers had crushes on those girls. And I'm sure lots of toddlers had the same thought I did. To line them up on the gridiron of a giant football stadium in electric chairs.

Yep. That's what I masturbated to when I was four.

Judge me if you must.
 
Nope, no judging. I remember any scenes of girls being beaten on TV had me wildly hot and no clue why, as well as whatever naughty passages I read in my parents' books that hinted at electrotorture, whippings, and other abuse. This I know from the interior design in my memory was pre-3rd grade (military brat...moved every few years). In 4th grade, I actively fantasized about being a sex slave. It was probably 7 parts wanting to be desired to 3 parts wanting to be abused, but it was pretty good stuff all the same. It all went downhill from there.

Honestly, it's a good topic. Don't be so jumpy--some people here prefer being bitten to biting! ;)
 
Have a thing for the redheads, did ya? ; )

The earliest thing I can remember is watching My Little Pony when I was around 5 years old... there was an episode where one of the ponies got kidnapped by this big plant monster thing... the vines came out of the ground and grabbed her by her feet, binding her up, and wrapped around her mouth, gagging here. I remember feeling a funny fluttery feeling in my stomach at that.

Later in life looking back at my favorite children's novels and movies I can find the things that have to do with slavery and bondage that excited me just a tad too much. I never really had a name for what I was feeling about it though.

Like quint, I had fantasies about being a sex slave in early years, also of ravishment/nonconsent fantasies, such as being kidnapped, tortured, put in cages, etc...

I think it's a good topic. Gets me smiling about my childhood.
 
great idea for a thread! makes me feel a lot better about my first few experiences then... wasn't so odd that they were at such a 'young' age then, huh..


when i was younger, my brother and I played 'houdini' or 'family'... someone is houdini and gets tied up. I recall being disappointed that my younger brother could never tie proper knots.. and/or playing 'family', every family's got to have a dog or a pony.. since we can't pretend to have a car......

and first view of d/s stuff was during a school project on the Spanish Inquisition around grade 7 or so, i came across pics of girls being tortured..
 
Barbie and GI Joe. GI Joe would watch Barbie in her townhouse then scale the wall to her bedroom and force her to strip and kinda just watch her. Or take her camping and go far away and make her feel scared...force her to get out of the camper and tie her to trees and stuff. The scenes i created were endless and always had the same theme... not much sexual stuff (although he did tell her to spread often and commanded her to pee on herself and things like that :cathappy: ) but the other stuff thrilled me in a way i was way too young to understand. :)
 
Not long ago I was trying to think when I knew I was different. I do know that I have always been submissive and I have always been attracted to TPE. When I was young Barbie was my thing. I would spend hours on my bed making clothes and creating these elaborate stories. Barbie was always the damsel in distress and needing Ken to come rescue her.

When I got to be a teenager, I loved romance novels. What I liked best were the strong men and how through love and power he would tame the woman and make her his. Like Rhett and Scarlet or Mr. Rochester and Jane Eyre. :)
 
Mike260 said:
OK...I'm gonna chance starting another thread...at the risk of suffering even more slings and arrows of THE LIT CROWD.

What was your first BDSM turn on?

Here's mine. Well not the first one. I decided that was too embarrassing. And when you look at how embarrassing what I'm gonna tell you is, you'll realize how far the other experience must go on the embara-meter.

So...when I was about about four years old I spent countless hours in our basement watching daytime television. As you might imagine, some of the actresses started to catch my eye-- Donna Reed, Lucille Ball, Wilma Flinstone.

I'm sure lots of toddlers had crushes on those girls. And I'm sure lots of toddlers had the same thought I did. To line them up on the gridiron of a giant football stadium in electric chairs.

Yep. That's what I masturbated to when I was four.

Judge me if you must.

Mike, you complete waste of human flesh....OOPS, wrong thread!

I grew up with my parents, and 3 older sisters.

My father made it clear from as far back as I can remember that it was the woman's charge to take care of the man of the house. It was instilled in me early that women had a distinct place in the relationship dynamic. My sisters all had household chores, including cleaning my room. I did have chores but they were never household chores.

This has nothing to do with abuse, or treating a woman in a less than favoarable way. He also made me understand that it was the man of the house who cared for his woman. I know now what it's called, but growing up it didn't have a name in our house. I was always told to respect and cherish things that you have, how can you not treat with the utmost care the woman that gives herself to you fully.

My father has been gone for many years, I feel that my relationship honors him, and would have made him proud.
 
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When I was young, I forget how old, my babysitter was watching a movie I wasn't supposed to see. I had to go to the bathroom and I saw a part where they had this chick tied (she did have clothes on - I think they were gonna 'interogate' her) to this table. *fans self* That image had me hot for a long time.
 
I was a very naive and sheltered little only child thing and I checked arty farty records out of the library. I think it was Peter and the Wolf being narrated by Leonard Bernstein? A classic recording of this tale.

I would play it out on my own. When the wolf gets caught in the snare that was my cue to put on my mother's grey cashmere T shirt with nothing under it(sweater fetish?) tie my jumprope really tight around my torso and pull really hard.

If this isn't the start of a great career as a fetish freak I don't know what is.
 
*giggles* I just remembered . . . . Princess Leah, tied to Jabba the Hut . . . well the whole Jabba thing grossed me out, but the chain and the outfit . . . that fueled fantasies for a long time.
 
Oh the memories

I recall cartoons, creature feature, some old sci-fi and shlocky horror flicks were the girl was always chased, under duress or bound in some manner or strapped to a table by a mad doctor. These always clung to my thoughts long after watching them. Then I remember reading some of my mom's crime mag rags where women had been abducted and subjected to, albeit mild now, torture and humiliation.

One scene I have never forgotten either was watching the Duke (John Wayne) in a western, McLintock, where he spanks Maureen O'Hara. I got an instant hard-on when I saw that.
 
graceanne said:
*giggles* I just remembered . . . . Princess Leah, tied to Jabba the Hut . . . well the whole Jabba thing grossed me out, but the chain and the outfit . . . that fueled fantasies for a long time.

That was hot
 
I might have been around 10 years old. I remember putting on my Mom's bra and stuffing the cups with toilet paper. I'd put on her too large heels and stuff the points with toilet paper to get them to fit too. Then I'd parade in front of the large front room mirror in bra and cotton undies.
I sometimes got the feeling that the old man across the street was looking out of his front window way too often in the direction of our house.

Playing tag and getting caught was big, the thrill of being chased by a boy you liked and taken to his hideout, couldn't be beat. Then recess was over..*s
Cowboys and Indians was a cool game especially getting captured and tied up.

I still carry a fantasy of being bound to a tree and flogged...in the night..when its raining...sigh.
 
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I remember being in the 7th grade, the first night my mom let me stay up as late as I wanted. I watched tv down stairs and was flipping thru the chanels. I stoped on an HBO series called "Perversions of Science". This episode had a girl who had esp of some sort. She would build up presure in a guy and eventually kill him. But the way she did it was thru sex. I can vividly remember the opening sceen. The guy was in a chair, and she was infront of him. He had nipple piercings, and she would tug and pull on them with her teeth, as she did she also used her "gifts" to build presure in his body. His moans went from pure pleasure to agonizing pain. I was totally drawn in and extreamly excited by it. Till this day I think there is nothing hotter than a guy with nipple piercings. My ex actually had a cock piercing that I loved to pull on. *twitch* Happy memories. :cathappy:
 
Obviously I was not able to give it the right name ( I am hardly able now ) but what really tingled me when I was a child were that "ancient Rome " movies vein where the ( female ) slave of the moment was tied up and whipped/floggered/cropped in different ways.. uh :rolleyes: :rose:
 
The first experience I remember was playing with my babysitter as a 6 year old. I was always the princess that got captured and tied up in the dungeon…a pattern that continued in my play with siblings and friends through adolescence.
 
Wow. It's wonderful to hear that so many of us had common experiences. I actually did not share my Donna Reed electrocution fantasy with friends when I was a child. You guys are the first to know. (And yes, she had metal electrocution cups on her breasts as well as her head.)

And Netzach. I had that Peter and the Wolf record too! Except I think it was conducted by Leonard Bernstein and narrated by Sonny Fox of Wonderama fame. (Maybe not. But that's how I remember it.)

INSIDEYOURMIND. ASSHOLE. What a beautiful story about your father.
 
this thread was facinating, I'd love hear more stories.

I don't have any memories as vivid as everyone else's, nor am I as hard-core as most of you.


Still facinating none-the-less
 
splashum said:
The first experience I remember was playing with my babysitter as a 6 year old. I was always the princess that got captured and tied up in the dungeon…a pattern that continued in my play with siblings and friends through adolescence.

I had this one close friend who always insisted on playing "kidnapped" with me - I would have been more than up for it if she wasn't always the victim. I'd have to tie her hands behind her back, and then what she liked was for me to stand over her threatening her with this green plastic knife she had.

Probably more of a memory she'd be posting on this thread about her earliest submissive tendancies, teehee.
 
Chicklet said:
I had this one close friend who always insisted on playing "kidnapped" with me - I would have been more than up for it if she wasn't always the victim. I'd have to tie her hands behind her back, and then what she liked was for me to stand over her threatening her with this green plastic knife she had.

Probably more of a memory she'd be posting on this thread about her earliest submissive tendancies, teehee.

I'd give that a hearty "you betcha"
 
I think it must have been after I turned 13. Each time I masturbated, the only fantasies I could get off on involved rape, being tied up, being used, etc. I'm not even sure what sparked that ... maybe a movie I saw or an article in a magazine. But, after age 13, those were the only fantasies I had.
 
I've always had a sleeping problem, and often fantasize when I find it difficult to fall asleep. I can recall being very young (about 5-8) and having the fantasy of being hunted by men. I would run fast, but they would always catch me. I didn't know much about sex at the time, but I fantasized that they made me kiss them and into their slave.

On a number of occasions when I was a bit older (13 or so), I recall thinking about them making me into a trophy... slicing off my breasts and putting them on a plaque or some such thing. I always allowed them to do this and didn't put up much resistance.

Yes, yes.. very dolcett girl of me.
 
Chicklet said:
The earliest thing I can remember is watching My Little Pony when I was around 5 years old... there was an episode where one of the ponies got kidnapped by this big plant monster thing... the vines came out of the ground and grabbed her by her feet, binding her up, and wrapped around her mouth, gagging here. I remember feeling a funny fluttery feeling in my stomach at that.

Oh wow, I loved that show, and I loooooved that episode. For the same reason. hehe :D
I have no idea when my first real thoughts towards bdsm were... Through my younger elementary school years, anything about people being victims would get me really.... fidgity and happy. As far back as I can remember I have loved reading books about domination/submission of any kind... As simple as a girl having a friend who gets her in trouble and brings out the "bad" in her. By.... fourth grade I think?.... I was writing short stories about blackmail and stuff... they would always have the same basic plot... One girl would be really really mean to the other girl, and sometimes blackmail would be involved, or physical force, etc. And I would act out the submissive girl's part. Always.

Heather
 
babiesmiles said:
Obviously I was not able to give it the right name ( I am hardly able now ) but what really tingled me when I was a child were that "ancient Rome " movies vein where the ( female ) slave of the moment was tied up and whipped/floggered/cropped in different ways.. uh :rolleyes: :rose:

Yeah, there was one "ancient Rome" movie where they threw a bunch of (female) slaves into a pit of fire. I thought it was sexy as hell.

I was about 5 then.

We sure watched a lot of TV back then. Seems kinda lonely to me. I wonder whether that's not part of the equation.
 
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