The earliest I can remember was when I was like 5 or 6 years old. I was watching a Tom & Jerry cartoon. Tom got stuck in a window. And then Jerry proceeded to whack his butt with a piece of wood. Watching that gave me a tingling sensation in my chest and stomach. Sort of a combination of anxiety and expectation. Ever since that day, spanking facinated me. Ofcourse at the time I had no idea what it all ment.
I did not give it any more serious thought, untill I hit puberty and that kinky little spark became a merrily blazing fire. Thats when I started to explore the depths of this interrest. And I learned a great deal about myself because of it.
It did get me in a bit of trouble to though. Specifically in school. Were I would draw all sorts of kinky art during lunchbreaks. Teachers didnt really apreciate it. I've always been very open about it though. I even walked around with a sketchbook with a self drawn bondage picture on the cover and the text: dont like it? dont look! just to see if I could get a rise out of people.
I would also draw while on the train ( not easy but hey
) its funny because you notice people are looking at your work, but as soon as you look in their direction they quickly look the other way. I always enjoy that. But im getting off topic... sorry bout that. I'm usually the silent type, but once I start talking I tend to ramble a bit ^_^()