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64 – “Go Assume The Position”

When i hear these words, i know it is time for a spanking whether it be maintenance or discipline. And i am to stop what i am doing and go immediately to the bedroom, undress fully, feet on the floor, bent over at the waist over the bed. Elbows, nose, and boobs touching the bed. Then i place the paddle in the small of my back. And wait.

When David comes in to start, while i can hear things, i (obviously) can’t see things. So i never know exactly whether he’s going to spank easy or hard, whether he’s actually going to use the paddle or another instrument, including perhaps something he may have brought with him into the bedroom (like a brush, a kitchen spatula, or just his hand).

Then when the spanking does start, he doesn’t make me count but he does typically talk to me throughout, and mostly about the way things should be and what hasn’t happened lately (maintenance) or what i’ve done wrong (discipline). i’m allowed to speak, in fact, sometimes it is expected, especially when i’m asked a direct question.

Sir: Do you know why we are here?

Me: Yes Sir

Sir: Tell me.

Me: Well Sir…. and i go from there.

Sir: You are correct (mostly correct, incorrect)…. and then he goes from there also.

But because of my car accident we have taken a major break from discipline of any kind really because not only did my body need to heal from the bruises, bumps, and back tightness, but also the things we had to deal with financially – the claim process, insurance, getting a new car.

So this morning, i was a bit surprised when he got home from the grocery store when he said, “You need to go assume the position”.

i hesitated. i’ve been anxious about this moment. i knew it would come but i have been worried how much it might hurt both on my ass but also the other body parts like my back fighting up. i’ve been thinking, “has my body actually and truly healed from that accident?” And this has been a running dialogue in my head for days now.

i’ve tried hard though to not bug David about anything DD being reinstated, to not push him into doing something he didn’t feel he or i was ready for, and to just trust he knows best. So i’ve not told him anything about these thoughts. i think he likely knew though that i was anxious and nervous about this pending moment too, especially when i hesitated and i NEVER do that!

So i did follow directions and went to the bedroom. And i “assumed the position” that i’ve been taught to both love and hate.

And i waited.

When he came in, the first words he said was, “oh i’ve missed this sight! What a beautiful sight to see.” And that’s when he asked me if i was nervous. i responded truthfully with “yes sir”. And he said, “well, you are merely nervous because it’s been awhile, so let’s get started and replace the nervousness and fear with truth”.

And he picked up the paddle from my back and smacked me hard just once on each cheek. i flinched.

And then he started with fast and swift swats in the same spot on my right butt cheek and he said, “You LOVE it when I hit the same spot over and over again, don’t you?” (He knows that i really HATE it when he peppers ONE spot over and again… so this was a trick question and i knew it).

i responded, “No Sir. i do not”.

He said, “You know you do! Just admit it” (Still trying to test my responsiveness)

i said, “No Sir. i can’t lie to you, so i won’t admit to liking it when i don’t.”

He said, “Maybe I should spank all over then.” And for about 1-2 minutes he spanked both cheeks quite quickly and fast. i was starting to cringe and lift my head off the bed.

That’s when he stopped, he leaned down onto my back, pressing me into the bed, and i felt his cock go straight into my ass. And he whispered in my ear, “What a good girl!”

i gasped with surprise. i didn’t even know he had his pants down. He must’ve taken them down before entering the bedroom because i didn’t hear the tell-tale sign of a zipper.

My hair was already in a ponytail so he grabbed hold and started pumping my ass with his cock hard and fast. i was immediately transformed from pain to pleasure. He pumped inside me while pulling my hair back, causing me to arch my back, and to be very still in the process.

He made a point to tell me i was NOT TO CUM! So i had to work hard not to, and i did succeed!

After he came in my ass and said, “DO NOT MOVE!” He pulled out and left to the bathroom. When he came back, i felt a very cold plug being pushed into my ass. He said, “let it in! This is to stay in until I say it comes out. Do you understand?”

i responded with, “Yes Sir”.

With that i thought we were done, so i started to stand up when he pushed down on my back and said, “We aren’t done yet”.

He pushed me hard into the bed and i once again felt the paddle on my ass. He said, “Do NOT let the plug come out!” And he turned my ass a bright red color while i focused on holding the plug in the entire time.

When he was done, he told me i did well while helping me stand upright, kissed me passionately, and told me to remember “Your ass belongs to me! I love you!” And i responded in kind.

So now i’m happily plugged as his cum seeps from my ass all day long.

The first spanking back was absolutely wonderful! i am loved and i know it!

Hugs,
Marie

63 – the “almost” spanking

Last night before sleep, David and i started talking about a work topic that i encountered … and i was telling him what was decided at work. And he started saying, “I’d make sure you are right about that before you continue”.

And that wasn’t what i was trying to even talk about so i got annoyed and brushed him off. “Yeah, yeah,… but…let me tell you about …..”

That annoyed him. And as we were both starting to raise our voices, he abruptly said, “you need to calm yourself! I was speaking and I think my points are valid. You don’t get to act like what I said wasn’t important. You started this conversation so quit acting this way! Geez!”

And just like that… i was mad. But i suppose i was already worked up and close to it already. i DID quit talking immediately (at least i had the fore thought to stop!). And we ultimately just started reading, turned out the lights, and said our typical “good night, I love you’s”

i laid there thinking about the convo and the “almost” fight… which made me grateful for the DD lifestyle we live.

i hate fighting… with anyone. It all just causes me strife and anxiety.

DD is a life style change that has helped our marriage tremendously! i have respect for him, and vice versa. We both know our roles and how we are to act with one another. And when we don’t do our part…. their are consequences.

So because i stopped when i did, i avoided a spanking.

But it made me think, “maybe i deserved one anyway!” Why?? Well, he’s right… i did start the convo. Although it was apparently subconscious, i did have preconceived notions about how it was going to go in that he was going to listen and agree to me. And when he didn’t, i tried to “force” my opinions and the convo in the way i wanted it to go.

Not only that, but he had to tell me to calm down and to stop. Maybe it shouldn’t have gotten that far from the start. Maybe i shouldn’t have acted the way i did with my “no, listen to ME attitude”.

So David was right and i was wrong. Did i deserve to be punished? i think maybe so.

And i told him all these thoughts this morning. And he responded with, “maybe. We will talk about it later (after work)”

i have no idea if i have actually avoided a spanking and discipline now or not. Nor do i know if we will talk about it. i hope not actually. i hope he just decides and that’s that! It may be waiting for me when i get home. But whether he intends to do it or not, i will accept his decision and we will move on from here…. me being secure in the knowledge we have a MUCH better way of dealing with disagreements than we ever did before DD and he is Dominant and i am submissive.

Hugs,

Marie

62 – Big Bang

One small thing can have such a big impact.

On May 29, shortly after my last post, i was the middle car in a 3-car pile up. Was not my fault. And overall, i walked away but did have bangs, bumps, bruises, and a bit of trouble to recoup from. My car on the other hand… toast!

All because the girl in front of me decided at THE very last minute she had to get into the right lane to get onto the freeway. Too late. 45-mph. Cars already there. She slammed on her brakes and caused me to do the same, but the truck behind me didn’t.

“One-small-thing” being her decision to radically change her direction. Had she not been insistent on going the way she wanted to, just let off the brake, resumed her previous path… it ALL would’ve been avoided.

Which could be a deep thoughtful here in the making…. had she not changed her direction, had she just continued on… a huge accident could’ve been avoided. And now there are consequences to pay. We all pay for our decisions one way or the other. But making radical, last minute decisions is probably NOT wise and typically results in trouble. That’s pretty much my marriage in a nutshell right there. “Stay the course, do as we’ve talked about, don’t make radical unilateral decisions and changes on your own… and all is well. And if not, well… face the consequences!” Easy! Right??? 🧐🤔

So after getting hit from behind and pushed into her, i have now been feeling “old” with a banged up body.

And David has been very kind to deal with the insurance and the collision center to calculate the damage ($41k). He has dealt with it all.

And now… no maintenance, no spankings, just recovery. But will be ready to get back to “normal” too.

Miss normal. In SO many ways this 2020 year, i miss normal! 🙁

Hugs,

Marie

61 – who would volunteer?

One question i find to be a bit silly is “do we need to have an attitude adjustment?”

When i was asked this as a kid and now as a submissive wife in a DD relationship, i know that the “attitude adjustment” is punishment…. aka: spanking.

Who would ever say, “why Y-E-S, we do need an attitude adjustment!” Let’s go get that done now!”

🧐🧐🤨🤨🤨🤔🤔🤔

i mean seriously, if you think i need an attitude adjustment.. just do it already. But maybe it was just an opportunity to change my behavior before HE decided i needed an attitude adjustment. Either way……

No. Not me.

So guess what i said today when asked that? NO. Capitalized. But not rude. Just firm.

Just curious … what do YOU say?!?!

Hugs,

Marie

DAY 8 – My Submissiveness

So i have NOT kept up with the 30-days of submissiveness postings, but i want to resume those. It may prove to be intermittent and not “daily”, but i think that’s okay too. So…. day 8…..

DAY 8 : LOOK!Post a kinky image you find erotic. Briefly describe what arouses you most in the image.

This prompt has caused me so much angst. i am struggling to pick just one image, so i decided to do more than just one…. in no particular order…

Pic 1: spanking… the very essence of Domestic Discipline:

Spanking is a real part of my relationship with David. Spanking a bare bottom, that has been offered up freely to a dominant, Hoh is acknowledging that i am not in control. Ever.

In addition, i should always look, smell, and sound appealing to him.

Pic 2: the paddle

David’s favorite disciplinary tool is the paddle. My paddle looks quite similar to this one. i hate the paddle … that it is (ever) even needed. But i love that David and i have found this lifestyle that works too. No fighting … verbally or physically… takes place in our home (when we are in our mode of DD anyway!). i freely accept the paddle as a necessary tool to keep our marriage where we both want it to be.

Pic 3: afterward…

Almost always after the paddle, he allows me to cum. It depends if it’s a true punishment or a maintenance (“stay the course reminder and reward for doing so”) though too. Punishment can’t ever be rewarded with sexual pleasure or else it would make me WANT to be bad.

Pic 4: why i do what i do….

YES, i do truly believe that if i can’t submit to my husband, i will never be able to truly submit to God’s authority either. God said in the Bible women are to submit and men are to love.

Pic: And last one….

i have a strong fantasy desire to be the center of attention for a room full of people – men and women. To be tied up and put on display and/or use, however, the party- goers wish to use me is their desire and my command. To be an ultimate party-favor, for the duration of the party and to serve any person’s whim. We shall see if this ever happens… i mean, it IS a fantasy and sometimes they come true.

Hugs,

Marie