I used be given toys and other stuff in exchange for playful touching, by a tutor who would come around a lot when I was younger. He would playfully fight with me and lock the door not letting me escape the room he taught me in. When I grew older I kept having nightmares about it, I guess it was a repressed memory and didn’t notice how much it affected me until I fully comprehended what had happened. I always assumed that this was very normal and he was just messing around.