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What are your first memories of dominant or kinky tendencies?

What are your first memories of behaviors that exhibited dominant or kinky tendencies?

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  • About 4 or 5 years old, outside, standing while a group of other kids is sitting on the ground around me, and me telling them they weren’t doing it right and going on to lecture them on exactly what they were doing right and how it should have been done.
  • Leader of a gang of four-year-olds till age six when there no other kids to beat up.
    All of us were cousins & we would just go around the block kicking the rest of the kids butts for fun.
    We usually got punished but continued the terror back then no one got stabbed or shot.
  • Just a somewhat bossy child, taking over the basketball court and organizing the teams. Keeping score, returning the equipment and such, being responsible mattered even back then, funny. D.
  • when I was about ten, I saw Ben Hur.. after that I was quite taken with the idea of being chained in a ship with no method of escape.
    at about the same age I used to play cops n robbers or cowboys n Indians with the kids from the farm and lane nearby. one girl liked to tie you up if she caught you with her skipping rope and challenge you to escape.. somehow I was always the first to be caught 🙂
  • When I was very young I would boss everyone around and they would listen, even my older siblings lol. I had always been a “bossy child” for as long as I can remember. And I loved playing games cops and robbers and using the “handcuffs”, a teacher I loved using a ruler ect…….almost every role I was in charge.
  • Early on, say from about age 4,I was always the “instigator”-other children were drawn to me and wanted to do what I did, or be on my team.I am fairly small (5’2″ as an adult) but I guess my brass balls make me appear much larger :).I was painfully shy at one point, but I could never back down from a challenge.99% of the time,a bully would wind up slinking off with his/her tail between their legs just from a verbal set-down. The 1% who actually challenged me to a physical altercation got laughed at when I was waiting(alone) at the appointed time/place because they felt the need to show up with 10 friends.
    Have always had a very active imagination -most of the “scenes” I envisioned from a very young age (looking back) involved some type of kink or fetish.I would make (or modify) toys because what was sold in stores didn’t work with my deviant imaginings.Other kids dressed up Barbie-I was making my own dolls and their “gear”.It’s actually something I still do for my daughters, a few friends and custom figures for sale.
  • I believe I was 6, I saw the movie “Sleeping Beauty,” I saw Malificent and said to myself “I want to be with HER!” LM
  • Thanks for all the great answers!! I was thinking about my journey into BDSM recently and suddenly remembered the hell I would put my Ken doll through. I grew up with no neighbors or siblings, so making up stories and playing pretend with my dolls was my preferred game. I had lots and lots of Barbies, but only one Ken (a gift from a relative concerned by the very Sapphic all-female society I had built.) I slapped an apron on him and he became their slave. Probably not what my aunt had in mind. He eventually lost his legs. I’m not sure how that happened.
  • when i was about 8 I wonder what it woud be like to wear my sister’s bra and have boobs of my own
  • I remember tying up my barbie dolls at a fairly young age (I didn’t have Ken). I remember making custom “slave garments” and cuffs with connecting chains. I would tie them to the saddles of my (plastic) horses. I was way into Gor then (started that VERY young, always an advanced reader).

Wasn’t very long before I was playing “Let me tie you up and see if you can escape” with the neighborhood boys. They never could escape… evil grin

  • First and foremost, thank you all for sharing your stories. I actually just recently created a profile after stumbling upon this site. I’m the classic case of wanting to experience kink/fetishes, but was to fearful to pursue the desire.

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Two main memories come to mind when thinking about my first kink/femdom experiences. The first was in the form of fantasy… When I was roughly 4-8 years old, I would regularly imagine that I was the leader of an all male gang consisting of my favorite cartoon heros and we would fight an all-female gang. I was dreaming of an female Amazonian society before I even knew what one was. Long story short I would always be captured and forced to do whatever my female captors wanted. Guess I should have seen the signs then.

I think the experience that really got to me though was with a neighbor girl. She would come over to play and after the parents were out of sight, she would command me to do things. Sometimes it would be for me to make something for her, smell her feet or act foolishly. We eventually started playing the doctor and I obeyed everything she told me to do.

  • My, as far back as I can remember I had to run behind a bush or in the woods and take my clothes off. It felt so natural to me.
    I always had a close dominant female friend around as a child though I played sports and hung with other boys. But there was always one certain female around that I would spend hours with. Always assertive personalities that I would enjoy following along. One was my neighbor till I was 8 years old and then we moved. There I met the girl across the street, sweet and cute as can be. But she would come over and grab my hand as I was playing with the guys and lead me away to play house with her and her gfs. I had many enjoyable times playing the obedient husband serving and doing what the girls wanted.
    As a teen I was lost. I didn’t know how to act. I saw all the guys I grew up with turn macho and put the moves on and getting laid by alot of our gfs. But not me. I was getting used by the stronger personality girls that overwhelmed me with their assertive commanding “follow me” motions. Never met one that was kinky or truly understood the sway she held over me. Hmmm, I always wondered what that could have been like.
  • My earliest memories of kinky tendencies or thoughts were sparked by a child’s book, Peter Pan. I was probably 5 or 6 and I remember reading it and seeing Peter Pan’s sister Wendy, who had been captured by Captain Hook, with her hands tied behind her back and being made to walk the plank. I remember staring at that picture for hours.

That eventually morphed into the opposite desire. The desire for DOMINANT women, but I realized at that age that there was something very exciting about bondage.

  • Mine is a great deal different than those posted.
    I was in grade school, not sure of my age & had the same dream over & over again through my young years. I was in someone’s bedroom, who’s I have no idea? I was laying on the floor at the foot of the bed. There were two Large women in very short, very sheer see-through tops that didn’t cover much at all & high heels. I remember them talking as they walked around the room & me. Can’t remember hearing much of what was said. They sat down on the bed above me. I could see only ass & breasts, did not see any pussy (maybe I was too young to know or see what we’ve come to love) why? Dreams are dreams. Anyway, they took off their high heels & both of them placed their feet on me. I could feel their feet moving all over my body & face. They seemed to enjoy it. I could hear talk & laugh. I saw the bottoms of their feet just b4 they were placed on my face. Their Were Redish Circles on the bottoms of their feet! (as if their feet were pressed on a jar or can & held there tightly so that it left a round mark???) I would wake all excited! but not knowing why? A few years later I found out why. From then on, I would sneak looks at women in high heels & have a big fetish now.
    Weird I know! But I was much too young to have or understand my love for women’s feet in high heels.
    If anyone has any idea as to why I would dream about this Or………. What the Circles on the bottoms of their feet mean???? I’d love to know???? To this day I can’t figure that out.
  • Of course I didn’t realize the relationship until just recently, but the kink started relatively early as I have masturbated since I was very young (at least 5 years old), with bobby pins, hairbrushes, Q-tips and other things I could find around the house. Being dominant around guys would have started a little later – in high school – I loved being a tease – getting the males all worked up and then denying them – rubbing all over them and I know I had a bad girl reputation — people thought I slept around when I was a virgin until I was in college.
  • The earliest memory I can think of was tying my brother’s Batman action figure up when i was about 6 or 7. When I told my best friend a few years ago that i was into kink, she said she always suspected because when we played man hunt around 9 and 10, i would always boss the boys that i caught around and force them to sit down and stay 🙂 So i guess I’ve always known as well.
  • I would have to date my submissive kinky tendencies back to about the age 5. I used to visit my grandma’s apartment complex. There were 2 girls about the same age as me. They would chase me around the courtyard and once I was captured, they would tie me to their railing with their jump rope. Ever since then, I’ve always enjoyed being tied up and restrained.
  • My first identification with submissiveness came back in 1962 watching the movie, Lawrence of Arabia, in which Peter O’Toole as Lawrence is bound, tortured and sodomized by the Ottoman Bey played by José Ferrer. Ever since, I get all tingly thinking about being subjected to that kind of cruel and erotic treatment.
  • My first submissive memory is from grad school. I was around 10 years old. Some girls had “caught” one of my friends and had tied him to a chair with their scarfs and then they teased and tickled him.
    Back in that age sex was of course something very abstract, and I just remember how much I envied him, and that the envy was not because he got attention but because he was helpless and being teased and laughed at.
  • In school, we had a medical checkup and as a part of that we were measured height and weight and was stripped down to underpants for corrective measures. Afterward, we got a few questions by the doctor with a nurse present. As 7 year old, an incident happened that I believe paved my path thru submission. The doctor was a large woman in her 40ies, As I stood before her she praised my shoulders as very strong and then she pulled my pants down and grabbed my penis and balls in her hand. She squeezed and massaged while she commented on my foreskin to the nurse. I was at loss standing there totally dependant on the doctors behavior. My penis got hard and she just kept on looking me in my eyes while she smiled at my humiliation. When I left the doctors office my mind and feelings were in turmoil. That incident connected the pleasant feeling of someone touching my cock with the humiliation of being made to stand there exposed with no way out.
  • I was into comic books and I loved how she could be so sexy and control men so easy with a little piece of rope. Plus she came from an island where Women were far superior to men, all amazons. No man was allowed to set foot on the island without being horribly beaten and kicked off. A place where Women held supreme power. Strong Women who still appeared graceful, charming, and poised.
    Of course, WonderWoman had those awesome red boots to kick butt in too! I dreamed about waking up on that island and growing up there. I must have been 6 or 7 when I discovered her comic.
  • I was an extremely bossy, domineering, little girl with perfectionist tendencies. I remember organizing other children to be in an at home “play” while we were no more than 8 years old and telling everyone exactly what to say and do. When things didn’t go right I grew furious. My role was of course the star. It’s hilarious to think back on.

A lot of play in childhood involved me being kind but very controlling.

  • I always remember being interested in feet and being interested in strong women (eg: Xena) even before I hit puberty. Also, I would intentionally fall off the monkey bars on the playground to feel the pain-I only stopped after I broke my wrist!
  • When I saw wonder women beat up men, I knew I wanted to serve a lady like that. strong, confident, In control
  • LOL putting on the pair of boots in my parent’s closet when i was 8 or so and doing it when they weren’t home cause I already had a feeling it wasn’t something i wanted them to know about. play camping with my sister and friends maybe 10 or so and I was pretending I was stuck in my sleeping bag and helpless. Playing cowboys and Indians, cops and robbers, etc, i realized that i was always the one being taken, prisoner!!! holy sh!t…Also, Catwoman has been my favorite character since i can remember. being an anthropologist by training….hmmmmmmmmmmm is it nature or nurture???

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