When did it start for you....and why?

[Culicarius]

I had some level of fixation with feet for awhile. I recall watching a cartoon at one point (maybe 7 or 8) that had a scene with a few giant women and one of them stepped on another character, flattening him under her sandal. Sometime afterwards I'd often fantasize (usually at night as I was going to sleep) about being tiny and in their house, subjected to being stepped on unaware or being put in their shoes.

It never truly manifested until puberty though, my freshman year of high school. I never found myself being drawn to boobs or butts or vaginas all that much and felt a bit outcasted from my male friends. I would, however, find my gaze often going to the floor and to girls' feet. Eventually I would rediscover the crushing aspect and get into the giantess fetish.

As for aspects of BDSM, I think it naturally came as I explored my sexuality. Part of my foot fetish involves liking being stepped on or forced to worship a woman's feet. The idea of my face being sat on with some smothering going on while getting a footjob sounded appealing. Eventually I'd think about how it'd be nice to be tied up during it all, maybe involve some objects (whether boots, spiked shoes, or some sort of paddle) during it... and then that path got explored.

 

[KoPilot]

I do remember learning to avoid the subject around adults because it made them really uncomfortable.

This. I used to get into fights as a little kid and sometimes I would talk about it "feeling good" when I got hit. I would also tend to make friends with mean, manipulative kids and it felt really good on a certain level psychologically, even though I was often miserable and mistreated in ways that I legit hated. My folks couldn't understand why it kept happening.

 

[desertslave]

I grew up in a pretty normal family by general standards. Mom "spoke" feminism with me but "lived" 50s housewife for Dad. Our neighborhood had many more boys around my age than girls. I'm not sure if it was by inclination or convenience (because of that), but I turned into something of a tomboy. I had a few dolls, but adored my Matchbox car collection far more, etc.

In the warm months we were all shooed outside to play, and the neighborhood was like one big back yard with lots of trees and bushes for "cover." We just roamed around from sandbox to excellent climbing tree to basements with ping pong tables. Tag games started spontaneously, as well as variations on Cowboys & Indians, Army, etc. I was a klutzy kid and a lousy runner so I got caught fairly often unless I was assigned to be a guard (rarely).

As a result I spent a lot of time struggling with my captors and being tied to trees. At about 7 or 8 it dawned on me (as I remember) that I really enjoyed that part and (not that I understood exactly what was going on) came away aroused many times. It wasn't until my first real BDSM experience in college that I honestly remembered all of that and made the connection, but the lightbulb certainly blazed when I did!

 

[luci_smith]

Very early

I was probably 6 or 7. I don't remember anything turning it on... I was just born that way, baby. I turned it off for about 20 years during a stint in a conservative church. Shook the dust of that off my shoes about 7 years ago... thankfully

 

[eastern sun]

When I was in first or second grade, I used to masturbate while imagining that I was pinned naked on the bulletin board in the schoolyard where anyone who wanted to could touch me.

 

[Pandora6]

My imaginary friend tied me up when I was 4. The Patty Hearst kidnapping I overheard on tv kind of "turned it on" for me when I was 7 or 8. I used to fantasize about being her. Also, I was always the girl who attracted the boys who chased me on the playground, knocked me down and kissed me and thought that was fun. I hated it and loved it at the same time. Probably being raised in a very strict Catholic household with a loving, but hard to please father turned me into a perfectionist - with that craving for lots of praise and constant "Russian gymnast" constructive criticism.

I turned "my wild side" off for 25 years of committed, monogamous marriage because he would always step back say it was too much or too far or too wrong. I hate to admit it, but 50 Shades of Grey - that whole inner goddess/prude voice thing, turned it back on for me. I walk away from a scene now wondering how I can feel so powerful from something that requires giving up so much power. It is such a revelation to just accept this side of me and not argue with the right or wrong of it.

** I do want to qualify that at 7 or 8, I really only knew that Patty Hearst had been kidnapped and that later she robbed a bank with her kidnappers and just about nothing else. So I was pretty innocently filling in the gaps and I'm not advocating illegal activities or condoning anything that isn't safe, sane and consensual. Maybe you all figured that, but I felt like I needed it. I support Gender Equality and Human Rights for women - not kidnapping and forced actions without consent.**

 

[BettyPoop]

When I was younger a friend and I would

look at her dad's girlie magazines in her basement. They were those Betty Page(?) soft porn/bondage type. I loved everything about them: the heels, hair, stockings, cut out bras.

 

[BettyPoop]

look at her dad's girlie magazines in her basement. They were those Betty Page(?) soft porn/bondage type. I loved everything about them: the heels, hair, stockings, cut out bras.

I think I'd like to role play those basement times.

 

[jackstud]

Hides in your basement

 

[liv2srv]

Cool thread

Haven't been here on lit for a while, and last time I was, I expounded in a couple of posts about my earlier thoughts of kink.
Needless to say, I was also worried about violating Lit's TOS (and caused some concern amongst others as well). But, most of my posts are still up, so you can view them if you like.
Suffice to say though, I can totally identify with a lot of this thread's posters and their assertions that they first recognized thoughts of kink quite early on in life.
I don't think I can answer the question "where does this come from", but I can attest to sexual thoughts revolving around kink from quite an early age.
A rather dry sounding answer, I know. Blame the TOS.

 

[NickiC]

It has devolved into a question I can't answer.

 

[BettyPoop]

look at her dad's girlie magazines in her basement. They were those Betty Page(?) soft porn/bondage type. I loved everything about them: the heels, hair, stockings, cut out bras.

We also would go through her mom's closets and drawers. Her mom had similar clothing.

 

[Joeknoxville]

Ah yes, mom's lingerie drawer. And we thought that she most certainly slept in that housecoat that she had on every morning until we examined her more intimate apparel. Not mom!!!!! She would never wear that

 

[BettyPoop]

Ah yes, mom's lingerie drawer. And we thought that she most certainly slept in that housecoat that she had on every morning until we examined her more intimate apparel. Not mom!!!!! She would never wear that

Not my mom, but Sharon's mom sure had some outrageous stuff.

 

[Joeknoxville]

I think that we were most intrigued by two or three open cup variations. Why on earth would she want to wear something like that to bed?