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My earliest exposure to bound females were the old western movies and Saturday morning serials. I was too young for any sexual arousal, but I was always fascinated and a bit excited when the damsel was in distress, and a bit of a let down when they were rescued. But I think the seed was planted there, because a short time later I found myself becoming aroused at the newstands and magazine rack where the men's action and detective magazines were. They were the go-to source for my fantasy material until the early 70's when I discovered some of the bdsm porn companies doing mail-order.
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wulf said:
and a bit of a let down when they were rescued.
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Yeah, the rescue was a turn-off! Or just when the bad guys would tear of her garments and start whipping her!:loco:

wulf said:
at the newstands and magazine rack where the men's action and detective magazines were.
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Visible to all! 'Hessa' and stuff like that, lay in the shop window of the newspaper store just across the street where school was. No parent or teacher ever has complained about it! Great times, browsing these magazines after school and going home with another great wild fantasy! :enamorado:
 
Loxuru said:
Yeah, the rescue was a turn-off! Or just when the bad guys would tear of her garments and start whipping her!:loco:


Visible to all! 'Hessa' and stuff like that, lay in the shop window of the newspaper store just across the street where school was. No parent or teacher ever has complained about it! Great times, browsing these magazines after school and going home with another great wild fantasy! :enamorado:
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Yes indeed. I was even able to buy them, and I got very good at smuggling them home and hiding them.
 
Mine started while reading a book on the history of religious freedom. They were talking about the inquisition and its tactics. The line I remember went "even maidens in their youth and beauty were stripped and forced to stand naked before their inquisitors". I read that, my balls dropped and here I am. I was 12 or 13.There were some other descriptions of torture devices and their uses in the book but they were destructive and didn't get me a much.
I remember long before that watching a scene from a movie called "Land of the Pharaohs" where a woman and her slave get whipped.
I also remember reading a book of Greek mythology in my 4th grade classroom where there was a picture of Andromeda chained to the rock. In my home growing up there was a book that had a picture of a figurine of a woman tied to the back of a horse.
I started drawing pictures of naked women in bondage. My parents found out and I got in trouble. So I started acting out my fantasies inside my head.
In my mid-twenties I Discovered 3D erotic art on Renderosity and Renderotica, then Deviantart. That's where I saw Makar"s crux work and landed here.
 
cynthia the inocent said:
As a child growing up in the country, I was so nieve that sexual urges never entered my mind. We kids played in the woods and fields , often playing cowboys and indians . I would be captured by the indians, tied to a tree and tortured. I liked the attention but never got aroused over it. Later in life I was exposed to BDSM and found it to be sexually stimulating. Now it is one of the things I crave the most.
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I remember that from my dim and distant childhood. Somehow I was always the one the boys tied to the tree, and helpless. Sometimes they ‘captured’ my sister too.

Occasionally I had to run a bit slower of course....
 
Childhood visits to fishmongers and butchers set off some very strange thoughts in my developing imagination. I spent many an evening in ecstasy, tucked up between the sheets, imagining myself grabbed by the butcher from the window display, placed on the counter, rolled in newspaper, and sold to a plump, rosy-cheeked housewife.
 
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