Childhood

shapes what you are.

When i was a child, i knew i liked various things. I liked the nice warm glow between my legs when I wet the bed, so i wasnt to keen to stop, so I had white rubber pants and a rubber sheet on my bed till I was 12 years old. I also liked sucking my thumb and sucking a dummy in bed at night, which I did till I was also nearly 13. whenever my mother decided I had stopped wetting, and take the rubber pants and sheet off, i would deliberately wet the bed to get them reinstated, which had the added bonus of getting me a nice spanking.

I liked the feeling of being held nice and tight over an adults knee with my shorts and pants round my ankles and I liked the humiliation of being spanked by an adult, so i was deliberately naughty. My mother would taker my pants down, pull me over her knee and give me a good stiff spanking, which made me cry, by it was always worth it to feel that lovely feeling I got from being held over the knee and having my bottom smacked hard.

I liked the clothes little girls wore, and so I would sit and play with little girls younger than me, with there dollies and prams, sucking a dummy like they did, wishing I could wear pretty dresses, frilly socks and pretty court shoes like they did. When I got older, my parents would leave my sister in charge of me, and she would be to engrossed on the phone with her friends,so I used to sneak into her bedroom and dress up in her underwear, a pretty dress, white knee socks and shiny patent court shoes, and sucking my dummy, and look at myself in the mirror, wishing I could dress like that all the time.

I also liked the plastic macs of the time. and was well pleased when it rained, because I would have to put on my nice black plastic raincoat from Woolworths and my shiny black wellingtons.

I was always just naughty enough to ensure I got a spanking at least once a week, and was always submissive and obedient when told I was going to be punished, such that I was still getting bare bottom paddlings with a wooden paddle when I was 16.

SO of course, when I grew up, I sought out bossy, domineering and sadistic girls, and had three very satisfying relationships with girls who dominated and humiliated me, and one girl in particular who would whip and beat me regularly, and humiliated me deliciously all the time and publicly by openly having sex with several other men whilst keeping me in a chastity restraint and without sex, and using me as a slave. There were several wonderfully humiliating moments when I had to kneel and thank other men for fucking her for me, and even bringing them breakfast in bed after they had spent all night with her. Thats was the nicest 10 years of my life, until she moved on to Australia.

So I can understand why women stay with men who beat them and cheat on them - they like it, its a simple as that. The adore the humiliation of being beaten up and dominated, just like I have done for so many years.