I realize it has been a while since we have posted anything on our site. Time flies, and we’ve had so many unexpected life events that have required our full attention. No really bad stuff, just multiple little things that happened all at once around the house and so we haven’t had much time to post on our blog.
To give you just one example is that the new washing machine has died, and it won’t be fixed for another couple of weeks as we are waiting on parts. Not just one little part, but 3 big parts coming from the factory. That means I get to go to the laundry mat. If you haven’t been to a laundry mat in a while, consider yourself lucky. I can honestly say it is scary. So as you can imagine the amount of sass I have when I get back can be a little overwhelming.
Oh, and Thanksgiving is coming which means a houseful of family and friends, followed by the holidays and all the “fun” that comes with them.
Anyway, we are both looking forward to posting more on the blog when things begin to quiet down around here and everything gets back to normal, whatever normal is.
Funny how you get use to the day’s being light longer. We found ourselves alone in the house one evening. I needed some attention. As I lay across Daddy’s lap and started to relax he reminded me that I let the alarm go off every ten minutes at least 4 times that morning.
As I tried to explain to him that I didn’t mean to let the alarm go off that many times which is hard to do since I was not in the best position to plead my case, with each spank I was burring my head in the pillow and Daddy thought I was laughing. Which I kind of was but I couldn’t laugh out loud as the window was open and I didn’t want all the dog walkers to stop and listen to our conversation.
As he teased me and said “Oh you think this is funny, I will show you funny.” By now I had no panties on only bare bottom and I could feel my bottom getting warmer rather quickly. As Daddy continued to tease me we didn’t realize how much darker it was getting with the sun starting to set.
All of a sudden Daddy said “It’s getting darker earlier, I can’t see the color of your bottom.” As I started to laugh, Daddy said “I guess I will just have to keep spanking you until I am sure your bottom is red enough.”
I said “oh no, I can tell you it is very warm right now.” As always, he completely ignores such comments.
With a big grin on his face, he kindly “reminded” me again about the snooze button.
This last week I took an unexpected day of vacation. For whatever reason Daddy and I were not on the same page. I knew that if I didn’t figure out how to be able to be alone with Daddy we would continue down a path that wasn’t good.
Usually if I stay home from work unexpected he will ask if everything is ok. This day he didn’t, he knew we needed this time alone to discuss what the issue was.
As we talked about what was going, I realized that it was a misunderstanding. And it was me that didn’t understand.
Needless to say after sometime over Daddy’s lap with him explaining and reassuring me that all was good, I felt so much better. I know he did too.
Our relationship is easily defined as a “Domestic Discipline” relationship on many levels. I am the Head of Household. We both believe strongly in the different God-given roles of men and women. We both understand the importance of honesty, respect, and teamwork in a relationship. And yes, I spank my wife when I feel that she deserves a spanking.
We have clearly seen the harmony and comfort this lifestyle brings to our marriage. Yet, neither of us has ever been completely comfortable labeling our relationship with the word “Discipline.”
So, we have decided from now on we will refer to our lifestyle as a “Spanking Relationship” instead of a “Discipline Relationship.” After all, the “Discipline” in our relationship is 100% Spankings and never the other things that some couples include like corner time or writing words. Plus, I have never told my wife that she is going to be “Disciplined” for something, I tell her she is going to be “Spanked” and so this choice of words is right for us.
As you can see by my last post my horoscope said “be careful today or discipline will be needed”. I pretty much made it through that day until late that night I got a little snippy but since we weren’t alone my husband did not correct me right away.
The next morning I was still a little snippy but I didn’t think much about it and my husband hadn’t said anything about what happened the night before as of that morning.
For those of us who live this lifestyle we all know if we are the submissive one that it isn’t always a good thing if we are snippy and it can’t be addressed right away. If you are someone like me it’s like having a “green light” to just keep going.
Well the “green light” turned to an almost pure “red light” I stress almost.
Once we were alone my husband wasted no time taking me into the bedroom. Once I was over his lap he pulled my panties up so my cheeks were bare and gave me six very stingy spanks on each cheek before he rubbed. I said ” ouch” and asked isn’t this suppose to be a “good girl spanking”? He didn’t say a word as he continued and my panties came off.
As I tried not to wiggle or say anything, my husband finally said ” don’t you think you have been a little “Sassy” last night and today”. I said well, “yes” I guess so. My husband “no guessing” about it with several more hard spanks to my bottom. “Yes” I said I have been sassy.
My husband said ” good” because the next level of spanking is ” bad girl” and I know you don’t want that.
No I don’t.
It was a very relaxing holiday weekend for both of us. I love nothing more than hanging out with my beautiful wife and yes – she got what she ask for more than once. With the weekend over and both of us back to work today, I couldn’t help but smile and think how lucky she is to have a soft, comfy chair in her office.
Today started out with the puppy jumping across me with great excitement rolling around on the bed next to me. I said yes getting up now. As I had my coffee I read all the ad’s in the Sunday paper. My husband made a huge breakfast, you know the kind that sticks to your ribs and keeps you full for hours. My husband even cleaned the kitchen afterwards.
As I lay on the couch after eating way too much, my husband starts reading the news paper. I have to say he finds some interesting article’s especially in the Sunday paper. Pretty soon he starts laughing, I said “what’s so funny?” He said “your horoscope says you need discipline today.” I said “what no it doesn’t.” Oh yes it does……
I guess all isn’t lost it does say the day will be an “8”, but it isn’t even noon yet so anything can happen. I told my husband he was being kinda sassy today, not sure if that was the right thing to say now.
As I lay across my Daddy’s lap and I was beginning to relax when all of a sudden the spanks got more stingy. As I said “ouch” with each spank trying to figure out why so stingy, Daddy said “you were a little brat yesterday weren’t you?” I said “no I wasn’t” as the spanks got even more stingy and I was trying not to giggle. Daddy said again “don’t you think you were a brat yesterday” with a hard spank. As I tried not to giggle and not move I said “no I wasn’t trying to be a brat.” The spanks got harder and more stingy as I tried not to move with no cheek rubbing by Daddy in between each spank.
As I could feel my bottom getting warmer, Daddy said “I think you need to add bratty spanking to your list of spankings, don’t you agree?” I said “YES I was a brat yesterday.”
When the Spanking stopped, Daddy said “well, your bottom is nice and warm now.” As I raised up off his lap Daddy said “now that’s the perfect color” with a very content smile on his face.
I have now added “bratty spanking” to my list of spankings. Even though it has been a couple of hours since the spanking my bottom is still stinging.
I can’t wait for the next one.
One common theme in most of our posts on this blog is the message that any couple exploring a spanking or discipline relationship should be very honest with each other about what they need and expect, what works for them, and maybe even more important what doesn’t work for them.
Our blog and many of the other sites out there on this topic hopefully stimulates that conversation and not dictate it, because there is no right or wrong. Don’t be afraid to experiment and figure out what works for you and what doesn’t, and communicate with complete honesty about what you like and what don’t like because in the end it only works if it works for you.
I bring this up because we hear from many people who say “we are thinking about a discipline relationship” and most of them are looking for some kind of ‘how to rule book’ on exactly how a discipline relationship should work. Well, there isn’t one – and while many have views based on what works for them, I don’t believe that there is any such thing as a typical DD relationship.
Here are some of the basic things that we have discovered work for us;
Keep the rules simple, and remember those rules can and should develop over time.
Be respectful of each other and understand your different roles in the relationship.
It’s ok to ask for a spanking when you feel you need the special attention. A spanking doesn’t need to only happen when the HOH decides it should. As you probably know, we are not always the best mind readers.
Finally, communicate – always be honest with each other about your expectations, and what you like and what you don’t like when it comes to spanking or being spanked. If not, you will likely find more frustration than fulfillment.
After another much needed “good girl” spanking yesterday it’s been a very relaxing weekend. Today, I had extra time to do some web surfing and read different spanking and DD blogs. I found it interesting that in many of the articles and posts when a woman and man have both consented to a discipline relationship with the man as the HOH and the man has to discipline the woman that the woman goes to the spot where the discipline is to take place. She then undresses to prepare for the spanking and as some have written, they do this mostly to show the HOH that they are submitting to him.
I found that interesting because when I deserve a “bad girl” spanking there is that moment of either my agreeing or not agreeing, but always consenting. I then go to the spot where “bad girl” spankings take place. Then I wait standing up until my husband comes in and explains to me again why this “bad girl” spanking is needed. He is the one who pulls my pants down, and then after I am across his lap my panties are pulled down and the “bad girl” spanking begins. Of course, afterward is a lot of love and comfort from my husband.
I just wanted to share this to allow those who are new to this lifestyle that just because one doesn’t undress to show they are submitting to their HOH does not mean they can’t be submissive in other ways.
I would like to hear anyone’s comments.
Finally, the new puppy is settling in and things are getting back to normal. I got a long and anticipated good girl spanking. But since it had been a while my bottom was, well, let’s say out of shape. As I lay across my Daddy’s lap asking for and needing this spanking I thought ouch and realized that he needed this too. When I did my little look out of the corner of my eye, he had the most content look on his face and after several swats on one cheek before a little rubbing, that was proof he need this as much as me.
It looks like we will have alot of extra time home alone this coming weekend – I have a feeling my bottom will be back in shape by Monday.
I know that there are people who stumble across sites like this one and think “what?” and “really? How can any woman let anyone do that to her?” I completely understand, because I thought the same thing, so I had to separate a Discipline relationship from someone having complete control over you versus ‘allowing’ someone to have complete control over you. There is a difference. Just as I have said before do your homework – and if you feel that this is something you believe would make your relationship better just make sure you have complete trust in that person and open communication then go for it.
For some this starts out great but soon it isn’t what each of you thought it would be. That is normal and okay. It certainly does not mean your relationship is over. It’s ok to experiment and figure out what works and what doesn’t work for each of you and your relationship. Again, complete honesty, trust, and open communication are essential.
I am writing this because sometimes I think most women, especially after searching and reading everything on the internet about a relationship that involves spanking, actually believe that this is abusive. Let’s face it, there are sites that show how some take this to a level that would scare anyone – they certainly scare me. Now, if that is your level then good for you, to each their own. I can honestly say that our relationship is not like that.
When my husband first approached me about this type of relationship “I thought not in this house” but then I did my homework. I can’t tell you everything I read but I said yes. The relationship I have with my husband – the person I call Daddy – is one with no belts, no mind games, no show me your credit card receipts, no stand in the corner, basically no disrespect. It is a very simple and natural relationship. We are equals period except when someone needs to be in charge and make that final decision when we can’t agree, and that person is my husband. I have said before it is a great feeling to just look at my husband and say “you decide.” I think that sometimes as women we feel like we need to do it all. Go against nature. I am the opposite. I believe that women or men can do anything, but I also believe that all of us need to remember our strengths and our weaknesses and be comfortable with who we are.
I can honestly say that I love the amount of power I have at work, but really love the fact that when I get home from work, I don’t have to be that person who is completely in-charge. I leave that to my Daddy.
So if you are thinking that a discipline relationship and a spanking dynamic might be right for you, don’t be afraid to give it a try. You may decide that it’s not for you, but at the very least I will bet you discover some valuable things about yourself and your partner in the process that will make your relationship much stronger.
Oh, and those uptight women who confuse a loving discipline relationship with abuse – I think a good old-fashioned bare bottom spanking just might change their mind.
Almost two weeks ago we added a new member to our family. He is a sweet puppy and as everyone knows puppy’s take a lot of work, which means a schedule adjustment for us and not alot of time alone together. It has been almost two weeks since any alone time with Daddy. It is starting to wear on me. I feel like there is this wall between us. He keeps reassuring me everything is good and I know we just need to let the puppy settle in and we will again have more special time together.
I am trying so hard not to get sassy and get myself in trouble but it is getting harder each day.
Saturday’s are for relaxing. Last Saturday we found ourselves alone in the house which is unusual. Once my husband figured that out, I was laying on the couch watching TV trying to stay cool in the current summer temperature. My husband wasted no time and came over to me and said lay across my lap and I will rub your bottom. I said ok but we were upstairs which is at street level and people can see right into our family room. So I closed the blinds but didn’t close the windows.
As I lay across my husband’s lap I started to relax, I am sure he could tell as the rubs started to be spanks. First sweet with my shorts on, then pulling up my shorts along with my panties on each cheek and leaving his as he has said “three finger marking”. I realized that I could be heard if I made any noise. Not to mention the loud sound of each spank. So as my husband realized this due to my trying not to laugh and be playful, the spanks got harder and started to smart a little more than usual. He would say “what?” I would whisper “I can’t say anything people will hear me.” Each time I said that with my panties around my ankles he would spank a little harder and made sure that any of the dog walkers in the neighborhood walking by would hear it.
I can’t wait to see if anyone brings it up at the next neighborhood barbeque.
Secretly I loved every minute of it, it was fun, flirty and Daddy was definitely in control, which he confirmed once we were in the bedroom.
My wife has difficulty keeping her legs still while over my lap with her panties pulled down and her bottom at the mercy of my hand. I suppose it is a common problem and natural reaction to wiggle, lift your legs, and kick a little anticipating the next smack across your bare bottom – but I insist she stay still during a spanking and moving around is not allowed.
Every time my wife would lift her legs or kick, she would get a few extra hard and fast smacks across her bottom – that worked a little bit, but not enough to keep her from forgetting the ‘be still’ rule far too often. So one afternoon while she was over my lap for a spanking on the couch, the kicking started. After the normal extra hard smacks as a reminder I reached over and grabbed the T.V. remote from the coffee table and balanced it across the back of her legs, making it clear that if the remote fell, her bottom would pay for it dearly. It fell once, but not twice. She has not looked at the T.V. remote the same since.
Oh, about the nickel – a couple weeks later we had the same problem in our bedroom and there was no T.V. remote handy, so we learned that a nickel placed on the back of her legs works just as well.
I have decided that the spankings my husband has written about need to be, for lack of a better phrase, on some kind of scale. So far, I have decided there are three levels of spankings – a sweet girl spanking, a good girl spanking, and finally a bad girl spanking.
Sweet girl spanking – this is for when I am sweet and cute, but need some attention over his lap. It’s a little stingy but fun joking with Daddy.
Good girl spanking – for when I am a little bit sassy and Daddy puts multiple finger prints on my bottom, but still joking some with Daddy. I can’t wait for him to write about the nickel or the T.V. remote, but that is a whole different story.
Bad girl spanking- well this is when I have knowingly crossed the line. This means my panties are off quickly and a very hot bottom in the special chair I would like to give away when nobody is looking. There is no joking and no bottom rubbing until after the spanking.
I will continue to think if we need to add anything to the spanking scale which I guess we could also call “AHH!” “OHH!” and “OUCH!” spankings and would love to hear from those of you who have your own “spanking scale.”
I thought I would follow up on the status of my snow peas as you know my husband killed my first set. I have sense replanted a new crop in the same place and they are up and a beautiful shade of green just as they should be. My husband has vowed not to go anywhere near them. I sure hope he keeps his promise.
I am a gardener by heart. Every year for the last 20 plus years I grow a vegetable garden which includes multiple types of tomato plants, lettuce, cucumbers, potatoes, pumpkins, snow peas and my husband’s favorite green beans ( pole and bush.) Oh and this year I am trying watermelon, we will see how that goes since I have never done that before.
I start planning in January/February time frame and start planting by March. Almost everything I plant I start from seeds. Very few plants do I or my husband actually buys. It is so much cheaper and so simple to just start with seeds. But it does take some work on your part.
This year I had the most beautiful snow peas. The vines were healthy, beautiful color and had lots of white flowers which mean peas… Daddy and I had worked in the rain off and on all day to prep that part of the garden which is mostly roses and other bushes to get ready for the next day to spread bark.
It was a great day everything was ready for the next day and then my husband went outside later to look at what we had done to make sure all was good… and then he noticed an evergreen tree with its limbs hanging over the fence and thought he better trim those to keep needles out of the new bark.
Well he trimmed them and then he stepped back and needless to say tripped and fell on my beautiful peas which are now in the recycle bin.
I have planted new seeds since it is still early I just hope I get the same beautiful plants.
It took everything I had not to just flip out and end up over his lap with panties around my ankles.
Yes I felt really bad. My wife makes a great point. I would never spank her for an accident if she took the same little “trip” in the garden like I did. But as she said, it wouldn’t be the accident that got her in trouble – it would likely be the little flip out afterward that would end up over my lap with panties around her ankles.
I will never spank my wife in the heat of the moment or spank out of anger or frustration. Doing so would go against the very reason we introduced discipline in our relationship to begin with – to avoid conflict and disorder, and handle every situation in a calm and loving way.
Find a special place for discipline spankings. It should be separate from a place associated with anything other than discipline spankings like a special chair or location.
Discipline spankings are not supposed to be comfortable or fun, so all the things associated with a playful good-girl spanking like rubbing my wife’s bottom between smacks or spanking over her panties are out.
Communicate before a discipline spanking. This should happen immediately before the spanking, when you are in your special place. Be very clear about why a discipline spanking is necessary, and the expectations for not repeating the behavior in the future.
Allow yourself plenty of time for the spanking. I always make sure that we have enough time for both a proper discipline spanking and also plenty of time for lots of hugs and love afterward.
Tuesday this week I was sick. When you drink your first cup of coffee and realize it isn’t sitting just right on your stomach and you are running to either the closest bathroom or a sink whichever one you can get to first, like most women you are thinking when was the last time I did this. Was it after a night of partying? Or was a change of life experience? Or was it just that you have a bug of some type.
For me it was a bug. This meant that I got to stay in bed and let Daddy take care of me. He would not come within 5 feet of me in the beginning, not really true, but he kept some distance, not that I blame him, and he did spoil me.
As I laid in bed with my water bottle and Daddy bringing me chicken soup or whatever I wanted I got to watch what I wanted on TV. I found one of my favorite sitcoms “Frasier.” I watched two episodes one of which if you are a Frasier fan was when everyone thought he was gay (remember those tennis shorts) and the other one is when he thinks Roz is in love with him but he is in a relationship with I think his new producer since Roz quit.
This woman was so annoying. Some of it was just what happens with anyone trying to fit into a new family and show your new boyfriend that you can fit in with his family. But she was just rude, taking phone calls at dinner, acting like she was already accepted into the family.
I could see Frasiers face each time his new girlfriend voiced her opinion and all I thought was….JUST SPANKED HER!!!
My husband is always trying to make sure that he is taking care of me. I had said to him I need to go to bed earlier since my schedule at work is always changing I feel like I am not getting enough rest. My husband said great baby we will do that.
That night my husband made dinner earlier, made sure everything was put away and the kitchen was clean. We were watching TV and my husband said shall we go to bed? I said can we wait 10 minutes which was how much time until the end of the show. He said ok so we watched til the end. My husband turned off the TV and lights and went to our bedroom. I forgot to do something so I went and did it real quick, well I thought it was quick.
When I came down the hall my husband came out of our bedroom and he was frustrated since I hadn’t come to bed yet. I took his frustration as anger so then I got mad. I was mad all night and still mad the next morning.
As we talked about why I got mad I realized my panties were pulled down and my husband kindly reminded me that we don’t go to bed mad.
I thought I was doing so well on not getting a “bad girl” spanking since the new rule on my alarm clock, until yesterday.
After a busy few weeks of personal and family obligations, this past week my wife and I have had the chance to take a deep breath and spend more time together. It’s been a great week full of love and yes, plenty of spankings.
As my wife said in a recent post, some of her recent good-girl spankings have been a little longer and harder than normal. I think because we both missed our special time together with her over my lap it was just natural for me to give her cute little bottom a bit of extra attention. It was apparent to me that she missed this attention as well, because the harder I spanked her bottom the more she seemed to relax.
After her first good-girl spanking in several days she was quick to point out that the spanking was harder than normal, her bottom was a little more pink (I never think it is any color other than pink even when she thinks it’s closer to red) and more ‘tingly’ than usual after a good-girl spanking. While she would not admit it, looking in her eyes and then then feeling how aroused she was afterward it was obvious she was not complaining, rather she really liked the extra attention.
She was so cute last night when she told me her bottom was still a little sore from a good-girl spanking earlier in the day, but it was fine, “my bottom is just transforming.” Well, it is still early and maybe I can help the transformation some more later today.
I am very blessed to have such a beautiful and wonderful wife. One thing that we both realize when daily life takes over and we don’t have enough quality time together is – we really need each other.
Yesterday as nature was taking its course and I laid across my husband’s lap, he decided that I needed a HARD spanking. Not a “Bad Girl” discipline spanking but close to one. As he pulled the bottom of my panties up and smacked three hard times on the bottom of my left check and then smacked three hard times on my right check I was thinking “Oh no I’m in trouble!” That continued for a while but then my panties came off and then it was more intense but not to the next level.
After every series of hard smacks there were lots of gentle rubs before he started again. The more intense it got the more I could feel myself getting wet, and the harder it was to keep my legs down. It’s very hard to stay perfectly still. The more I moved my legs the harder and more frequent the spankings were with no rubs in between, OK, note to self.
By the time he was done I was so wet which continued nature to take its course. I loved every minute of it even if I told him that I wasn’t sure. 🙂
I realize now that I will have no excuse (not that I needed one) my husband does most of the cooking and it is all from scratch so forgetting my lunch is very disappointing to me. I see now that he may feel differently.
I can’t wait until I say “D…I forgot my lunch!” When it does I will let you know how that goes.
In our relationship, it’s more often the little things rather than big things that happen and lead my wife to end up over my lap with her panties down for a discipline spanking. I guess we can be thankful for that.
Thinking back, it’s actually the little things in our relationship that have caused the most frustration and anger with each other, and the thing that led us to explore a discipline relationship.
So, the latest little thing – “Opps, I forgot my lunch!” I will sometimes make a lunch for my wife the night before and put it in the fridge for a quick grab-and-go the next morning. Well, very often I get a text from my beautiful wife after she arrives at work. Yep, you got it – “Opps, I forgot my lunch!” Now I must say that she asked me to help her remember to grab her lunch before heading out the door and I agreed, so when she forgets it we are both to blame.
To solve the problem, I have created a plaque that reads “DON’T FORGET YOUR LUNCH!” and placed it on her bathroom counter where she is sure to see it several times each morning. From now on when I hear “Opps, I forgot my lunch!” it is not because I did not remind her, and we will have to explore more effective ways to help her remember to take lunch.
One thing we have learned about creating a successful discipline relationship is the importance of consistency with the household rules, and consistency with the consequences for breaking them. That does not mean there are not times when circumstances must be considered – I believe there are and they should. However, when circumstance surrounding a broken rule comes into play and I decide a discipline spanking is not in order because of those circumstances, it is important that I discuss that decision with my wife, and never just ignore it.
Due to some changes at work, my wife has been under more stress than usual. Lack of sleep, unpredictable situations, and unhappy co-workers are among the things that have made her a little grumpier and ‘forgetful’ about our household rules than normal. I understand, and do my very best to be a supportive and loving husband in every way.
My wife will tell you she is never looking for a red-bottom discipline spanking. At the same time, if she feels that she has done something to deserve a red bottom and I ignore it, she is left feeling like I don’t care, she doesn’t have my attention, or the situation is not important to me – and that is not true at all. In my mind I am only being understanding of the circumstances.
So, while I always explain the reason why she is going to be spanked before a discipline spanking, I realize that explaining the reason why I am not going to spank her bottom for something is equally important so she understands I am not ignoring the situation and I love and support her very much.
If that doesn’t work, nothing says you have my full attention and I love and support you like being over my lap with your panties pulled down.
My bottom is very warm right now and yes I enjoyed every minute of it (well maybe not every minute) but it was not a “bad girl spanking.” When he wants to get my attention, he spanks one cheek over and over and it is very stingy. It’s his secret weapon. When he does it, I can’t keep my feet down no matter how hard I try, and he hates that. So I am sure that very soon I will be writing about how my husband has decided to address this.
To my husband, thank you so much, I love you with all my heart.
My husband and I went to the grocery store. Going to the grocery store or any store shopping is a whole new experience which I will write more about at another time. We got almost everything on our list and we see that the store has chicken on sale which wasn’t on our list but we didn’t have any in the freezer so we got some.
After we got home I asked “Did you put the chicken in the freezer?” He said no it is in the refrigerator downstairs. I said “Oh ok I will put it in the freezer” and he says “Well I think it should be split apart into freezer bags and then frozen.” I looked at my husband and said “Well, it only has five pieces in the package but ok.”
My husband looks at me and says “You’re right we do a lot with cooked chicken so….you may freeze the chicken.” He continues to talk and I said “You may freeze the chicken? I now have your permission to freeze the chicken?” My husband said “Yes you have my permission to freeze the chicken” with that little innocent smile.
As I gave him that little look like really? I have your permission to freeze the chicken? I left the room wiggling my bottom at him. As he says I should watch it. I just giggled. Probably not the smartest thing and I am sure this is not the end of ‘freezing the chicken.’
I can imagine that some who don’t understand what a Discipline Relationship is might think that the submissive person in the relationship likes pain. That is not true. I hate pain and do not like when I get a discipline spanking. But I do like a stingy bottom.
Why you may ask – well a stingy bottom means many things. One it means a “good girl” spanking which is a fun spanking. A spanking where I can tell Daddy hey “I thought this was a good girl spanking” meaning the spanking I got was a little more than I was expecting and yes, that makes my bottom sting a little. As I said it is a good girl spanking, meaning he will kindly remind me that I forgot my lunch two days in a row (I think there is a new rule is coming about that) or I didn’t put my robe away or I was a little snippy or I was very distant thinking of other things instead of focusing on what I should be.
A stingy bottom not only helps me focus but it also means that I get to spend special time with Daddy. I think he likes me to have stingy bottom to kindly remind me of what my bottom could feel like if I don’t focus on the right things. It also makes me feel warm, safe, and very sexy.
Think about it for a minute – how many times have those of you not in a Discipline Relationship had your husband swat you on the bottom when you were just being flirty with each other. Didn’t it make you feel sexy? I bet it did.
Recently my wife has decided that it is a good idea to set our alarm at least an hour before we actually need to be up in the morning, and then set the snooze button to go off every 10 minutes afterward.
As the Head of Household part of my job is to initiate the rules and I have decided we have a new one – the alarm is only allowed to go off twice. It is fine to hit the snooze button one time, and then it’s up and out of bed on the second alarm.
Now when it comes to discipline spanking, we have never had a fixed number of smacks on the bottom for breaking a particular rule. Rather, when it comes to bad girl spankings it is completely up to me to decide how it will be handled which I do depending on the circumstances.
However, we are going to deal with the snooze alarm problem differently. If the alarm goes off a third time, the punishment will be five bare bottom smacks for each alarm – yes, 15 for the third alarm, 20 for the fourth, and so it goes.
This morning my wife hit the snooze button at least 6 times, so you do the math and we will see how motivated she is tomorrow morning.
So, my wife was quick to point out that 5 smacks per alarm meant that one side of her bottom would get more attention than the other. Fair enough, I would not want either the left or right cheek to feel left out so 6 smacks per alarm it is.
Yes, I was quick to point out that if I am not motivated now, each cheek needs to be spanked evenly. Since he made this rule, which I new this was coming at some point as I have been doing this for years.
I am probably not helping myself right now, but I think that for each week I am motivated to break this habit I should get something special that is personal that only I and my husband would know the meaning of.
Of course this week should only be four days long. I will keep you posted.
Let’s see, the rule is 6 bare bottom smacks for each alarm so you do the math. She is a bit anxious at work today knowing that when she gets home tonight her cute little bottom is going to be a little sore.
Just as my husband said the morning wake up alarm went of 7 times, as I was anxious at work all day knowing fully that a bad girl spanking was in my near future ( like when I got home ) but it didn’t happen that same day because of family obligations.
As you can imagine I was anxious the whole next day and thinking did I do anything else to increase the amount of time I would be laying across his lap. The answer to that is no, but I will say that he was true to his word about the 6 spanks per alarm after it goes off the third time.
I even thought that maybe if I wear his favorite panties he might after seeing them maybe deviate a little from the number I knew was coming. The answer is no, but I will say that my panties did stay on a little longer than normal. Since they stayed on a little longer each swat was harder which stung longer even after my panties were around my ankles. My bottom was very warm for a long time afterwards.
Of course I had a lot of my husband special attention afterwards. I love you Daddy very much.
After a couple months of on again off again problems with my wrist and hand, it seems they’ve figured it out and with the right combination of meds and therapy things are finally getting back to normal.
Over the weekend, my wife was a little surprised just how much better my spanking hand was when her panties came down and her cute little bottom was reminded what a good old fashioned spanking feels like.
Through it all, I must say how proud I am of my wife for her patience and attitude while my hand was in recovery. I am sure there are many women who would have taken advantage of the situation, and she never did.
Even with her added frustration of not being able to be put across my lap when she either deserved a discipline spanking or the times when she simply needed the comfort of my hand on her bottom, she stayed focused on making sure that the dynamic of our relationship did not suffer.
Once again she has proven to me how strong her commitment to our relationship is, and I am blessed to have such a wonderful woman in my life as we share our journey, together.