When I was a teenager, I found my dad's porn collection. The pictures were a turn on seeing naked fully developed women but the sex stories were the real turn on. A magazine called cavalier had stories like this one. Teachers being sexually abused by students and young girls being spanked in front of classmates and things like that. I enjoyed one where maybe a foster mother or den mother or something pulled down a young girl's pants and exposed her to her own son while spanking her. The description of the pain of each slap juxtaposing with the girl's pussy get wet from the humiliation had huge affect of my body. It made my stomach hurt from lust. I had no idea then how to relive that uncomfortable feeling but it wasn't long before I figured it out accidentally. Once I figured it out I enjoyed those stories far more.
I was 14 when I saw a teacher forcing a boy to undress and spaking him in the school court yard naked. I was out there with a bunch of my girl friends watching the teacher paddling his bare butt and shaming him in front everyone. Using nudity on boys was a way to shock them into behaving. I remember it was the first time I saw a naked boy with his penis in plain view. He not only went through the most moment of his life, but also walked across the yard to the pricipal's office with no clothes on. My girl friends and I couldn't stop talking about it for months.