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193 – C is for cum, D is for Discipline

Sometimes lessons are learned the hard way. For me, i sometimes forget to be follow the rules. Or maybe i don’t exactly “forget” so much as “ignore”. And the re-learning of those very same rules comes at a price.

i know i am supposed to shave my pussy every-single-day. David wants it kept clean and free of all hair at all times. It makes me feel a bit like a little girl, but in some ways, that’s okay. Think about it, i AM his girl, and i am “little” compared to him.

Of course, the primary reason he likes it kept clean is that he can SEE if i am cumming… but also so hair doesn’t go up his nose when he wants to lick it too. It is obvious when i am cumming as my puss visibly pulses.

Today, i didn’t feel like shaving. i stood in the shower and just basked in the warm water, thought about my day ahead, and relaxed. But self-indulgence isn’t in my arsenal of weapons. That is about the least favorite emotion that i sometimes take advantage of and, if not caught, it doesn’t usually have a big impact. Until i am caught….

As i was drying off from the shower, David walked up behind me and hugged me tightly. The towel was still around me, so he couldn’t really see what was (or was NOT supposed to be) underneath. He nipped at my ear and it immediately turned me on. i tilted my head to the side to give him better access, but especially so that he could know how much i loved what he was doing at this moment.

He then released me and said, “go lay on the bed and spread your legs. I think you’ve had a lot of stress lately and you ought to let some of that go. I’m going to make you cum now.”

OH NO. CRAP. He’s going to IMMEDIATELY be upset with the hair that was left behind. Why did i have to be self-indulgent today.

Too late. Not much else to do but to come clean…. well…. i wish i could be clean. Clean of hair. But not an option now. The only option i have available is to admit my fault.

“Sir, i can do as you ask. But i have to tell you i did not shave this morning.”

He looked at me with a confused expression and said, “What? Why? Don’t you know I like to see all of you?”

“Yes Sir. i was just trying to relax in the water and didn’t feel like it today. So then i just didn’t”.

i feel so ashamed. i have let my Sir down. And we both know it.

He said, “I see….. So what do you think we ought to do about this? Do you deserve to CUM or to be DISCIPLINED?”

i had to tell the truth, because, let’s face it, this was a rhetorical question.

After he agreed that discipline was in order, he said, “Well, I think the kind of discipline you need is not to turn your ass red, but rather to give you a taste of what WOULD have been the outcome for this morning.”

Now it was my turn to be confused. i looked at him and said, “i’m sorry Sir, but i do not quite understand what you mean.”

He said, “Go lay on the bed with your legs spread, as I had originally instructed you to and I will be there in just a minute. Be sure to put your hands onto each of your shines, holding your legs apart and giving me access.”

So i did as instructed and i waited.

i didn’t have to wait too long and he came in. i immediately cringed at what i saw though.

He had a lubricated, albeit only slightly, ass plug. He held it where i could clearly see. As he talked, he had the plug in one hand and with his other, he started playing with my clit.

He said, “I’m going to bring you to the brink of CUM and then stop. I’m only going to edge you. You are NOT to cum. And while I can’t see your self-indulgent cunt the way I’d like, make no mistake, I can still see it. So don’t even think of cumming. When you get close, you need to tell me.”

“Yes Sir”

And, of course, it took only a couple of mere minutes before i was calling out “SIR! i am going to cum!!”

And he responded swiftly by saying, “NO. You are NOT!”

And i felt his hand move away from my clit and come back down onto it with a swift SLAP!

That slap to my cunt was hard! And it immediately stung! i started to allow my legs to close and roll onto my side, when he grabbed me and pushed me back into position. He said, “you aren’t allowed to move. Stay still!”

i’ll admit, i’m not honestly sure if it stung more physically or mentally though! i knew this discipline was earned …. And unfortunately… deserved.

He said, “Do you feel like cumming now?”

In a quiet and small voice i said, “No Sir”

He said, “then let’s see if we can get you there now.”

And he started to touch my clit once again. He was intent on getting me to the edge. And with his enthusiasm, it certainly did NOT take long before i was once again calling out.

i cringed at the thought of another harsh slap to the puss. It was going to hurt that much more this time as it became more and more turned on and swollen.

And sure enough, David did NOT disappoint. One more harsh slap was felt so much i instinctively pulled my legs together, and turned onto my side on the bed. This time he allowed me to do so.

With that turn though, he took advantage of the position and said, “Don’t move”

He leaned into me so that i was pinned on the bed, on my side, with my legs pulled up to my chest, exposing my ass to him fully.

i expected more of a true spanking at this point, but that’s not what happened next.

Instead, the slightly lubricated butt plug was felt at the opening of my ass hole. David put the tip of the plug to my opening and said, “this is about to be seated deep in your ass. While I’d like to care if it hurts you while going in, I don’t. I don’t care now because you didn’t care about me before when you made the decision to be self indulgent in the shower. I wanted to make this a pleasant morning, but instead, you forced me to discipline you.”

And with that, as he pressed on my body to ensure i didn’t move, he pushed the plug deep into my ass in one swift and fast movement.

i cringed and cried out. But it wasn’t but a second later that he said, “it’s done.”

He pulled back and instructed me to stand in front of him. He spoke softly and lovingly, “My love, I so wish this had turned out differently but your failure to follow clear instructions that you have learned long ago, has brought this upon yourself. Do you agree?”

“Yes Sir”

He continued, “you will wear this plug all day. Tonight, I will remove it, and I will fuck your ass. You will not cum today. At all. But I will dump my load into the hole that seems appropriate now, given your behavior this morning.”

“If you feel you need to take this plug out before tonight, you are to text and ask permission to do so. Additionally, for every hour it comes out earlier than I intend for it to do so, you will endure that many more days of edging and no cumming. So it if comes out 1-hour early, one additional day will be added to your edging without being allowed to cum sentence. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes Sir”

With that, he reached up and punched my nipple while giving me a passionate kiss. When he was finished there, he slapped my ass and said, “now off your go. have a good day at work my love!”

And he walked away with a smile on his face. While i am now off to work to concentrate on not taking this plug out at all early!

Hugs,

Marie

192 – Recalibration Weekend

In part because we have wanted one for ages, in part because of COVID (and not going places/vacations have helped to save money)….. we had the money to put a pool in our backyard this year. It’s been finished for about a month now.

David said, “While our son is away for the weekend, I see no reason for you to wear anything at all. I want and intend to enjoy your body thoroughly throughout.”

i simply responded with, “Yes Sir”.

Of course, as i turned my head, i was rolling my eyes and to my surprise David saw it. He wasn’t happy. He said, “while I have been amiss in allowing your lack of submission to be disciplined as of late, it’s time to change that back.”

While it’s true, we have slipped out of full routine, we haven’t gotten too far off either. Just mostly a “little lazy” about the little things really. (i have been overwhelmed with life and haven’t had much capacity to write here. When you feel like there’s “too much going on,” you find ways to eliminate things …and i am sorry friends, my blog is what got away from me. And this morning i felt inspired to write again…)

Well, because i didn’t respond with gusto to the new directive i was just given, David said, “come here. N-O-W!”

Ahh crap.

i stood up and moved from the couch i was on, to the chair he was sitting in and stood in front of him. In a stern and “I-dare-you-to-defy-me voice” David said, “take your clothes off.”

With my eyes and head dropped, i obeyed.

He said, “lay over my lap now.”

i did.

He wrapped his free leg around mine, so as to secure my legs from flailing, while laying his right arm and upper body into my back, causing me to be pinned.

That’s when i felt his left hand on top of my bottom. He gently laid it there. And he said, “you will remain naked for the duration of the weekend. Understand?”

“Yes Sir.”

He asked, “why did you roll your eyes at me?”

“i’m not entirely sure Sir. Maybe because you have been lax about enforcing discipline lately.”

“While I appreciate your honesty, you do understand that the eye roll was not necessary, right?”

“Yes Sir.”

“So lax or not, this weekend will be a reminder for both of us. Ready?”

i knew he was asking if i was ready to have his hand swiftly and firmly come down upon my bottom with an enforcing reminder of who i submit to. And because i #LoveMyDisciplinedLife (just don’t like the inconsistencies), i responded with, “Yes Sir.”

With that, his hand pulled away from my buttocks and i cringed as my mind prepared for what i felt just a swift second later.

Wow – he wasn’t kidding.

My Sir’s hand had to hurt as much as my bottom as he wasted NO time delivering 10-strong, hard, and fast spanks to my bare ass.

My legs automatically tried to lift up, but with his leg pinning me in place, there was nowhere to go. As i flinched and tried to wiggle, there was nowhere to go there either with his upper body laying into my back.

When 10-were delivered, i felt his body loosen from the grip and mine relaxed as the tension was released. He asked, “how close are you to tears?”

Admittedly since it had been awhile that i had been in this position, i said, “very near Sir.”

He asked, “is that from the humility that you are feeling in your mind or the sting you are feeling in your ass?”

“Both Sir.”

That’s when he said, “then 10-more it shall be. But my hand is hurting and I want to use the paddle for a stronger reminder. Go get your paddle for me now.”

Geez. Talk about more humility.

i did as i was instructed. My head held low as i did so. When I came back, he said, “look me in the eye and confirm you are ok.”

He likes to do this. Even though we agreed to a domestic discipline lifestyle long ago now, he likes to know that he’s not abusing me or forcing me to do anything against my will. And … he wasn’t.

While the pain was strong already, and about to get even more so, i was happy to see him taking (full) charge and not allowing even the smallest of transgressions to pass. So yes, i did look him in the eye and said, “i happily accept your discipline Sir. i am glad to know you are in charge and i willingly submit to you. You are hurting my bottom, but my will and desire to submit has not been hurt nor changed.”

He smiled and said, “great. I love you even more for your submission. Now let’s get the last 10-done now.” And he patted his leg.

i know the paddle hurts more than his hand, and while it’s only been a few mere minutes between the time he spanked with the hand until now with the paddle, i suspected the pain would be swift and strong.

He did not disappoint.

After we were right back in the same position and i felt the paddle laid flat on my bottom to let me know what was about to come, just as quickly and without an utterance of a sound, i felt it pull back.

It instantly collided with my bottom. Instinctively i flexed my back, where i felt his arm and upper body flex back pressing me back down.

One after another, they were so quick i hardly had time to process it. The sting in my bottom was so intense and i found the thoughts, “pleaseeeee end soon already!” seeping in. That’s when i felt the release of a tear from my eye. Then the other eye.

And it was over. As quickly as it started and as unexpected as it was, it was hard, fast… and … well…. deserved. Truthfully, it has been deserved for awhile now. Not so much about this one transgression with the eye roll or the delayed response to the directive to undress, but in general with all the recent days’ minor transgressions that he allowed to be ignored.

As he stood me up, he was still seated and i was between his legs. This is where he grabbed my hands and looked up into my eyes, and he said, “are we ready to have a good weekend now? We haven’t christened the pool yet…. And with you staying naked all weekend, i suspect i will be moved to take advantage of that frequently. Why don’t you go cool your bottom off in the pool now? Allow yourself to feel the water flow over you untethered by clothing. And let’s spend this weekend recalibrating….”

The couple of tears i felt spring forward from the spanking was nothing compared to now the recommitment i feel to My Sir. The tears flowed freely and he smiled. He knew it was tears of love as i smiled through them.

He dropped one of my hands and moved it to my puss where he quickly inserted two fingers. He said, “now now my love, let the tears flow if you wish, it you don’t need to cry. I love you for your strong character snd commitment to our marriage, and willingness to submit to me.”

His fingers were moving in and out quickly. i arched my back and my eyes rolled back in my head. As he saw that, he pulled his hand from me and one swift swat came across my puss where i was immediately brought back out of my mind and into reality.

He said, “Make no mistake… I will use you freely this weekend. But you are to ask to cum every single time. If you do not ask or do not receive my approval, and you cum anyway, you’ll be shedding tears of pain. Don’t make us go THERE this weekend! Now go get in the pool and I’ll be there shortly….”

“Yes Sir. Thank you Sir.”

Life is good and i am #LovingMyDisciplinedLife!

Hugs,

Marie

190 – Naked Housewife Headspace

While yesterday i told you that my submission isn’t just about sex or sexual activity, and that is indeed true, when i am in my most submissive headspace i do tend to think about sex and my sexual submission all the time .

i have an ongoing dialogue in my head about things that if i were in charge, what i would tell myself. Sometimes i share these thoughts with David. And on occasion he indulges me, but most of the time, he does his own thing in the end.

i do think he likes hearing my thoughts because he can see/hear what i think. He can see how submissive i want to be for him.

Today i had one of those convos in my head and i texted it to David. i was in the bathtub soaking and relaxing, while he was out walking.

Here is what i told him……..

I think you need to do some or all of this soon/maybe today……

You: “when you get so focused on sex, you start to be too horny for your own good. It’s a recipe for disaster. When you get too focused on getting your orgasm, you show unsubmissive tendencies, because it seems to be the sole focus of your thoughts to the point where you only want it and show disregard for all else. This is exactly the behavior that I don’t care for. So while I want to flame those sexual fires, I want it done my way. For the next month, these are the rules for you:

1) no orgasms. Unless it it by my hand, cock, or directive. Don’t even ask me if you can orgasm or masturbate. The answer is no if you ask. If I want you to orgasm, I will tell you.

2) if you feel the urge to ask me, instead you need to go put something on or in your holes. This can be a dildo, anal plug, a spoon, a hairbrush, or other similar thing. Of course, if you think all those will just cause you to touch yourself more then you should put on your chastity belt and promptly hand me the keys.

3) since I am forbidding you from asking me, I want to be able to see more. Whenever possible, you are to be naked in our house. And if not naked, you need to have on as little as possible at all times. When I see a belt on you or a plug in your ass, I will know that you are being compliant and yet acting like the horny slut wife you are.

4) if or when I suspect you have orgasmed at your own will or hand, I will spank you immediately and it will be to punish you, so expect the full blunt of the paddle to hurt. While I discipline you, you will tell me why you chose to disappoint me with a direct and intentional violation of your rules. You’ll tell me how you’ll do better, and thank me for the correction and guidance you so obviously need.

And if I should have to actually discipline you like this, then your month will start over.

Do I make myself clear?”

That was all that i texted to David. And he read it in no time at all. And i waited for his response.

What do you think he said?

i’ll tell you…… maybe.

But not today.

Hugs!!

Marie

189 – Saturday Road Trip

Sometimes being submissive isn’t about bending over, being spanked, or saying Yes Sir.

Sometimes it’s about getting in the car and seeing the countryside …. with my Sir…. with a happy heart and an adventurous mindset.

Just the two of us left the house this morning at 8:30 am and we won’t be home until probably around 10:00 pm.

Our mission is to eat great Texas BBQ, be out of the house, spend time together and see the countryside…. with Texas BlueBonnets in bloom.

The Bluebonnet is the Texas State Flower. The flower gets its name because the petals resemble the bonnet that women used to wear to shield their face from the sun.

The flower became the State flower the year i was born here too. And as a result of Lady Bird Johnson’s highway beautification initiative, bluebonnets were planted across the state along our highways, making springtime in Texas a beautiful sight to see!

My entire job today is to be kind, considerate, and relax for the ride. Sometimes i say things cheeky, unkind, or get a bad attitude and that’s the kind of ways that are deemed NOT submissive or appropriate… especially today on our road trip together.

So all i have to do is have a good time with a good attitude … and if i don’t (have a good time), pretend to do so!! And don’t forget to do so with a positive attitude too!

Sir has already indicated i may be on the side of the road with my pants down getting a spanking with a few of the comments i have already made. And he said “change the attitude.”

i don’t really think he’d actually do that (spank me on the side of the road), because he’s not really about being on display or show like that. Nor are either of us wanting to be arrested for indecent exposure OR someone thinking i am being beaten. But it wouldn’t stop him from doing spanking me when we get home.

What’s my point? Sometimes people think submission is about being naked or sexual or being a sex slave or… … well….. just sex. And sometimes, frankly most of the time, submission is nothing more than a daily process and the way of living where i need to sit back, relax, and think/talk positively and respectfully.

As the road rolls on today, submission is easy. i think. i hope.

Hugs,

Marie

188 – Pray & Obey

While i talk a lot about sex or sex-related or fictional sex stuff, i do believe my DD relationship is more than that.

I believe in Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior.

And i believe that when you pray, your prayers are answered in full. Now that said, it’s not that i always get the exact answers i want. But i always DO get answers. Meaning, God isn’t Santa Claus. i don’t get to have a wishlist and it all comes true the minute i ask for it. i am not entitled to everything i want or think i have to have.

In fact, think about it….. if we all got what we wanted, wouldn’t we be a world of selfish people? And how would that even be possible anyway? Meaning, what would happen if someone prayed (and it was answered “yes”) for something to happen, but someone else prayed for the exact opposite to happen? How do both people get what they prayed for?

Example:

HIM: “I am going to ask her to marry me. And Lord, please let her say yes.”

HER: “Lord I’m not sure I want to marry him. Please don’t let him ask me to marry him.”

Who wins? How is it possible for both to get what they want?

i pray (almost) everyday over every meal, i pray before bedtime…. and i pray before being spanked.

Now i am fully aware i am taking the verse in this pic a bit out of context here….. but….. it is true for me that i pray in my bedroom with no one around to see.

When i am told to “Assume The Position,” to be spanked that means i go to our bedroom, in silence and in compliance, alone, and take all clothing off. i then bend at the waist, with my top half laying over the bed and my feet flat on the floor, spread at shoulder width.

And i wait.

Most of the time, the wait for Sir to come in and administer the spanking is just a few minutes. But Sir has been known to take longer too.

i always feel my heart racing and my pulse throbbing with anxiousness and anticipation.

While i accept punishments and i know i have done something to deserve the punishment, i do not like the punishment.

So i pray while i wait for him to come in.

Alone, in my bedroom, with no one to see…. i pray.

i pray all sorts of things, but mostly it is for me to have an open, loving, accepting attitude. To have God lead David’s mind and hand as he pulls me back – mentally and physically- to the place i need to be. That David does it with a loving heart, and God’s guidance.

i also pray that David feels God’s presence as he leads our family and does God’s will for us in this moment, but every moment. That David seeks God’s will at all times.

All this to say – even in spite of being naked, preparing to have a painful reminder of wrongdoing, i pray in secret and alone.

And i only tell you because i firmly believe “Pray without Ceasing” and “Give praise and Thanksgiving in all that you do” and God will he just and fair.

And when i pray in my room, He will reward me!

Now time to get to work and pray i can stay out of trouble today!

Hugs,

Marie