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84 – Double or nothing

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This morning was supposed to be maintenance morning (MM). But David woke up later than usual and he had an appointment that he had to leave for so he said, “MM will be tonight.”

And i was secretly happy! Because after yesterday’s evening spanking, my rear is still a bit red and tender so i was NOT looking forward to this morning’s reinforcement.

After Sir left the house, i texted and told him these things.

And he responded with a challenge…..

“Should you decide to accept this challenge……. Wear a plug today. If you come home with it in, there will be no MM. but if comes out before you get home…. the MM will be doubled.”

Me: And if i don’t accept?

Sir: then you’ll get MM anyway.

Me: when you say “doubled”…. does that mean extra hard in one sitting or do two sittings (like today and again tomorrow)?

Sir: I haven’t decided yet, but that will be my decision.

Me: OK. Challenge accepted!

So i now sit at work…. plugged. And trying to convince myself (already just an hour in) this was a good idea! sometimes things sound great at the time…. “i can do this”….. and only just an hour later i think, “what were you thinking??”

i’m already thinking how it’s quite likely i won’t be able to sit down much of the weekend……

Hugs,

Marie

69 – S is for Submission and Spanking. outside. AND. inside!

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This morning my in-laws left to return home. i expected that when David returned from dropping them at the airport, i would be “Assuming the Position” for the first real spanking since mid-May…. pre-car accident and pre-nipple piercing.

i have had some missteps lately in my submissive walk. David explicitly asked me to go by the drug store to pick up the meds that he had refilled, then even texted on my way home telling me not to forget… and yes, i forgot.

Then i have been mouthing off too. (My mouth gets me into more trouble than anything else!) i asked David a question that was intended as a joke, but with his facial response and his questioning me afterward, i knew he didn’t receive it the way i intended.

So – i fully expected it. In fact, i was prepared to ask for it if i had to.

And while we haven’t exactly discussed it really, he got home and said, “Are you expecting it today?” (And i KNEW that “it” was a spanking!)

Yes Sir

He said, “Not now. You’ll wait until I’m ready.”

Well that surprised me, but ok. Ok, NOT ok! i got somewhat annoyed because i have to psych myself up for spankings, especially when we’ve had a break lately. i mentally prepare. And i had done that. But he is in charge and he was teaching me to be submissive and disciplined to his guidance. And ultimately… i think this was him testing me!

But i didn’t wait long. About 30-minutes later and he said, “it’s time”

Yes Sir

And i went and assumed the position.

Now i was a bit on edge and nervous about this today because: 1) it’s been awhile. And the first time back is always a stark reminder … and typically especially painful! And 2) i have these new nipple piercings which i am afraid of bumping or hitting them on anything, causing pain! (Happy Birthday to Sir!) And i was worried if i squirm/move too much with each swat, i would hit them on the bed and cause myself even more pain.

So as i waited for Sir to come in, i prayed.

“Lord, thank you for giving me David to lead me, guide me, and to have complete control over our house and my life. i need you to help calm my nerves and give me strength to be the wife he wants me to be by accepting fully this discipline that i know i deserve, and to let it be an ultimate reminder of the wife i need to be. i love you Jesus. Amen”

Now if David has been “on cue” the door would’ve opened right then. But he wasn’t. And it gave me the time to “just relax….”

When David did came in, he immediately started the warm up. It was a LOT of swats in one spot on the left cheek. And then he did a LOT more on the right cheek.

Then the real swats came. All over my ass, sometimes in the same spot but often not. Swift and hard. And then a big pause….. and SMACK … an especially hard one….. and another pause and another big SMACK!

i could hear the paddle on the way back hit the palm of his other hand and then it hit my ass immediately after.

S-M-A-C-K

Somewhere in the middle, he asked me, “is this enough? Should I stop?” (While continuing to reign downing my ass)

And i hesitated. He said, “it was a simple question! No right or wrong answer, except to hear no answer at all.”

SMACK.

So i told the truth (best way to respond!) with, “i’m not certain Sir. i want it to end because it is intense but i want it to be a lasting and effective impression too.”

SMACK

S-M-A-C-K

That was when he put his hand between my legs and felt how wet i was. And he start playing with my clit.

SMACK

Wow. Pain and pleasure!

And he stuck his thumb in my ass and started moving in and out super fast. Fucking me hard with his thumb.

SMACK

Then with a thumb in my ass, he stuck two fingers in my Puss. And in/out they went!

SMACK

One hand was forcing my inside to submit while the other hand was still forcing the outside of me to submit.

Through it all, as my eyes were watering and i wondered if i was going to truly cry, i said, “i love it when you make both my outside AND my inside submit to you.”

“GOOD! Because your ass belongs to me!”

SMACK

“And i love when you are control ALL of me….. my body, soul, and mind!”

That’s when I heard “come for me my love!”

And i did. A LOT!

Then he replaced his thumb with a plug and said, “this will be a reminder all day to submit fully…. outside AND inside.”

Yes Sir.

And just like that…God granted me my prayer… to accept my spanking with grace and submission to be a better wife moving forward!

(And i didn’t move much at all during the spanking, and when i did it was lifting UP off the bed to ensure my nipples didn’t get hurt! It was a successful spanking all in all!)

Hugs,

Marie

60- who snaps the hardest?

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i managed to get myself into trouble today. i got very stressed out in a situation that was timed and had a deadline, and David was only trying to help. But he caused my stress to go up because i had a plan and just needed to execute it. So i snapped at him, “ok, fine! I got this. Go do your thing now and let me do this!”

And T-H-E very second it came out of my mouth i regretted it. But too late. Damage done.

David just gave me a look that said it all. i could read his expression and it said, “I know you didn’t just talk to me that way!”

And i immediately responded with, “i am sorry Sir, that was an unintentional snap.”

He calmly said, “I’m sure I will have an Intentional snap very soon where I will accept your apology”.

i knew that meant the snap of the paddle pressing hard against my ass.

i had no choice but to face the consequences of my stupid, stressed-out, speak-before-i-think actions.

Thankfully, he walked away and allowed me to refocus and get the deadline met. i got the work done in time and turned in with 2-minutes left.

(NO, i did not procrastinate. It was simply an assignment with a super tight deadline and the clock was not my friend.)

Spankings during this social distancing time have been hard to do because they are not quiet events and our son is home more than ever.

And as luck would not be in my favor, the first time since mid-March, my son’s BF invited him over to their house and since it was just the two of them (and BF’s fam), i said yes.

So an hour later, our son was out of the house. David and i ate dinner and i just knew that i should be in position to accept the spanking (soon). So i just went to the bedroom without being told. Striped naked. Per usual. Leaned over with my elbows on the bed and feet flat on the floor. Ass sticking straight out, available for use.

So after getting into position, i waited, for one hot second. And here he came.

He grabbed the paddle and started peppering my ass to warm it up. The warm up stings. It feels like mosquito bites hanging up on my bottom.

As he did this, he asked, “going to snap at me?”

i said, “no Sir”

“Why not now? You did earlier. You seemed to think it was ok then!”

i responded with, “it was wrong.“

And he said, “good answer…now. Too bad you didn’t think before you spoke before. And now your ass is going to sting when we are done so that you remember you don’t get to snap at me. Or else I will snap at you. And my snaps will hurt far more than your snaps could ever do.”

i lost count. He was right. The snaps were so many. And what’s more is he didn’t actually swing hard or powerful. It was just snapping. And the more he did, the more it stung.

i estimate i received around 200 “snaps” in all. All with the paddle. All in about 10’ish minutes. Not much force at all actually, but more or less in the same spot. Over and over again.

And then it was finally over. For today. But alas, tomorrow is maintenance.

As we lay in bed and i type this, he just rolled over, said good night, “I guess we will sting your butt again tomorrow. Because it IS Friday. Sleep well!”

In my head… “oh joy. Can’t wait. W-H-Y couldn’t it be any day but Friday tomorrow? My butt is still stinging even now, so I wonder how it will feel tomorrow.”

And out of my mouth, “thank you Sir. You sleep well also.”

He said, “good answer.”

Hugs,

Marie

54 – Maintenance – rushing home : worst spanking ever

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Maintenance hurts… i know i’ve said that before.

But.

i still look forward to it every Friday. Rarely am i not in the mood for it. It brings us together. It relieves stress. It starts the weekend out right.

In fact, i am racing home from work right now because Sir texted saying he was heading home and (if possible – which it is!), i need to meet him there and “get (myself) ready and in position.”

So i am headed home to have my weekly date with my Sir and let him wield the paddle to my bottom.

And i simply could NOT be any happier! Even though i KNOW it WILL hurt! ❤️

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And one hour later i can honestly tell you, tonight’s maintenance session was the hardest spanking i have ever received.

David said, “I had a crappy day and I have a lot of stress to unwind. I have never gotten you to say yellow or red, and I want to find out just exactly how much it will take. It is not a punishment, but it will be a strong maintenance session that will unwind us both, on your ass and my mind. Are you prepared?”

My sole response, “Yes Sir”

And he did exactly as he said he would.

Since i knew he would go long and hard, i tried to count the swats in my head. He never makes me count out loud, and most of the time i pray in my head about acceptance, grace, and mercy. But tonight, i counted.

And i lost count. At 125.

Not all were huge swings and propel-me-forward kinda of swats. But i can tell you ALL of them were intentional and purposeful.

And i called out yellow. Meaning “slow down, please”

And he did. And still went a bit more.

Now i am sitting in the car, while riding to dinner, and we are both super relaxed. And my ass is on F-I-R-E!! Like it has NEVER been before.

And yet… if he said “bend over now!” i would do it again.

Love my submissive, domestic disciplined life! ❤️

Hugs,
Marie

49 – My Valentine maintenance session

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Maintenance spankings really suck. In the moment anyway.

i asked for maintenance when we first started this lifestyle to ensure we stick to this Domestic Discipline lifestyle. i am committed and want to do this lifestyle…forever…. and in my sane, very-sober moments maintenance sounds really good.

We have maintenance every Friday. Without fail. Rain or shine. And we N-E-V-E-R miss. If for some reason…. apart from one another for (say) a work trip, illness, or guests in our home…. we do it on the first available and possible “make-up” day.

And today was no different. My butt is red and throbbing as i type this.

And Sir just asked me if i wanted session number 2 for the day! I declined. He smiled. He then said he loved me and Happy Valentine’s Day.

So for someone reading this thinking, “WHY would you submit to being spanked every-single-Friday?”…. i will tell you why….

It is a way to bond, connect with each other, spend quality time together, build up who we want to be together now and always, and ultimately… instill, and reinforce, that i am submissive and he is Dominant.

i yield to him my entire being, including my butt. It is an active choice. NOT something done to me against my will, but something i want to allow and encourage him to do. By encouraging David to spank me with my willingness and acceptance, it gives him the confidence that if i will submit now to this, when he makes other decisions for our family, i will also submit then too. …

And for the record, i am NEVER restrained and have every opportunity to resist or fight it, but i don’t. When i submit, he is rewarded with confidence and pride instilled in his mind that i yield all authority to him to run our marriage and family, and yes, that happens when i submit my physical body for a maintenance spanking.

So a maintenance spanking is more than just a spanking. It is a bonding experience, and a way of life for us.

But today, on Valentine’s Day, i wasn’t in the mood for it. In fact, i tried to talk David out of it. i said it’s Valentine’s, it won’t hurt if we skip one week, i have been really good…. and his response was, “NO. We will not skip even once because once turns into twice and three times and eventually never. And then we don’t live the lifestyle we both have committed to. So get over here and pull your pants down and get into position “

So… i did.

But in the moment… as that paddle is swinging and stinging my ass….it’s not very “good” at ALL. Despite wanting to live this lifestyle and having been the one to say i wanted these maintenance sessions, it’s definitely NOT good! No… it just plain hurts. And of course, that’s by design. And it’s effective. It grounds me. It reminds me who i am alone and who we are together.

And in the moment, i literally hold my breathe, waiting for the paddle to leave it’s mark, and i pray… yes pray. Oh i don’t pray what you might think i’d be praying at that moment… (Lord let this stop soon) but rather more something like this, “Lord bless our marriage. Bless David. Help me to be completely submissive. Help him to know i yield and accept the authority that you’ve given him to be the leader of our house. Help me to accept this spanking with grace and mercy.”

The longer the Spanking, the more difficult it is to stay focused on my prayers because… well…. it hurts. And i am being spanked.

Tonight, it was extra hard. To focus and the paddling. And i know that David knew this too because he asked me, “are you close to calling yellow?” He probably wanted it to be extra hard tonight, for some reason that he had and to which really didn’t matter. And i had to say “yes” and he just said, “yes…what?” i said, “yes Sir.”

So i probably needed a spanking… i have been sassy and forgetting to say Sir lately… obviously…..so… it did what it was supposed to… it reinforced that i am NOT in charge and i was reminded of that tonight.

Hugs, Marie