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15 – “Pain is weakness leaving the body”

Written by Marie on September 30, 2018. Posted in Uncategorized. 2 Comments on 15 – “Pain is weakness leaving the body”

Sir played in a golf tournament sponsored by the Marines this week. He came home with a black shirt, in my size, (man’s style, but still…) and he handed it to me and said, “I figured you’d like this. I got it for you.”

When i looked at the shirt, it had the quote that is the title of this post. And it made me think about how true it is! And how it “fits” the answer to “WHY DO YOU WANT TO BE IN A DD RELATIONSHIP?:

Seriously, that’s probably the #1 question i even asked of others when i learned about this. “WHY” would you want someone else – another adult – to have the ability to inflict intentional pain on you?

In fact, recently Sir asked me the same thing. “How is it that you tell me it hurts and want the spanking to end… but when we aren’t ‘in the act’ you tell me how much you like it and want it and need it? How is it that you want the pain but you don’t like the pain?”

Well, if even David is wondering….. why…. or how …. that i could want and need this… i thought maybe you might be thinking these same things too. So now it an excellent time to address this. i hope i do the subject and this blog justice in an attempt to explain it from a sub’s perspective.

When i saw the T-Shirt with this quote on it, i felt it truly defined my thoughts. i don’t pretend to say i’m a Marine or feel the “Same” pain as them. i admire and respect ALL military people! i thank them for the service they have done. i am myself a product of TWO (Army) parents. (That’s another blog altogether).

But this quote has seriously spoke to my heart and i think it is the best way to start to explain my submissive nature and just WHY i think domestic discipline and spankings are the way for me/ us.

So let’s start breaking it down — > one-word-at-a-time.

PAIN. Pain comes in many forms. And i personally believe that we all feel “alive” with pain.

Even when you cut yourself, say even a paper cut, and you start bleeding. That feeling is “pain” but it causes you to be hyper-attentive to that very spot on your body. And the thought that “how could this slight and small cut hurt THIS much?” But it makes us feel ALIVE.

When Sir spanks me, i feel ALIVE. Yes, it hurts. But i feel ALIVE.

IS. Okay, so what can i say about one word? Well, “IS” is a verb. It is action. It is in present tense even. You have to be IN THE MOMENT.

Anytime the word “IS” is used, someone is DOING something. In this case, Sir IS inflicting pain.

i love being in the moment, doing things together, and being connected…. To David….. To my husband……………………. To my Sir.

WEAKNESS. Weakness. Defined as a “state of condition of lacking strength.” The weakness, or lack of strength, in this case is with respect to the action that i look that lead to my position of needing discipline. Maybe i broke the rules, maybe i did it on purpose, maybe i didn’t care about the consequences and did it anyway, but maybe it was just accidental or ‘in the moment’. No matter WHY the weakness came out, it did. It showed itself and it exists.

And the only way to eliminate weakness is to get stronger. “HOW” do we get stronger? Well, i suppose it depends on what the weakness is.

LEAVING THE BODY. Okay, so that’s three words. i get it. But these three words can easily go together. When the pain gets out of the body, the body is left with strength. Strength to do better, both physically and mentally.

And in the case of domestic discipline, after a spanking, the pain is literally radiating from my ass with redness and tingling and sensitivity to the touch.

If a discipline is strong enough, the weakness will be eradicated and be replaced with strength. Strength to do better in the future. Strength to remember the consequences. To CARE about the consequences. To WANT to do better. And to ultimately, succeed.

And…… i enjoy the process.

The process of being a better person, wife, mom, business woman, and …..submissive…. is worth the pain. The pain forces the weakness to be gone. To leave my body.

And what is left is strength and passion and focus on being a better person, wife, mom, business woman and submissive.

i don’t think i’ll ever ‘graduate’ to being able to NOT have earned spankings. i think there will always be weaknesses that need to be forced out. i think there will always be a need to reinforce the process of doing good and being the best submissive wife possible.

But i do enjoy the process!

But why spankings and doesn’t it hurt? and so why submit?

The theory behind all of the above is SO addictive. But the ACTUALITY of the pain being inflicted by Sir is NOT. i do NOT look forward to spankings. i do not cherish the pain. i do not WANT the pain.

But – when i commit wrong, inappropriate, disrespectful or unacceptable actions, they deserve to be rectified and i deserve to receive the consequences thereof.

Before DD – Sir and i would just get in a fight and ultimately agree to disagree or even have a silent treatment toward one another.

But post DD – Sir has a way to eliminate this undesirable behavior. And frankly, i don’t LIKE being disrespectful. It is just rude. And so now, we have a productive way to deal with that.

So yes, i submit my body and specifically my ass as a submissive way of showing that i deserve discipline and i want to have “PAIN AND THE WEAKNESS LEAVE MY BODY”

Final words: Yes, it hurts. Yes, it is pain. NO, i do NOT look forward to it.

But i do enjoy the weakness leaving my body and i welcome Sir teaching me how best to treat him and his place in our house through productive means.

So THAT is why i think this quote is SO appropriate …….and why i welcome being a submissive to my David ……. and am welcoming of domestic discipline……offering up (literally, up in the air) of my naked ass and being subjected to PAIN through Spankings.

i welcome it all and i welcome the opportunity to feel PAIN LEAVING MY BODY.

Hugs and Kisses ~

Marie

14 – Pleasure to pain.. in the same day.

Written by Marie on September 26, 2018. Posted in Domestic Discipline, Forced Orgasm, Orgasm Control, Orgasm Denial, Spanking, Submissive Wife, Uncategorized, Wife Spanking. 1 Comment on 14 – Pleasure to pain.. in the same day.

So i’ve had an interesting submissive day today … pain to pleasure…. in a mere 12 hours time too!

Let me tell you about my day….

i typically work from home on Wednesdays. i am never able to get done what i need to at the office so i work from home every Wed to try to make up for it. And the place won’t fall apart without me for ONE day. But today i had to go in for a meeting at 10:00. So i drug my feet and went there “late” (at 9:00).

Orgasm Control Training

But before i went, David took our son to school. And we recently – like this week – jointly decided we want to start doing (my ) orgasm control at his discretion.

Since the DD decision, i’ve had to ask to masturbate but he hasn’t told me when i can or can not cum. Until now.

i’ve read a lot of blogs now about it and there are people who can “cum on command“. The blog post said, “Right there in the middle of the bread aisle”. Interesting. i’m not sure i want to cum in the bread aisle, but i thought it was an awesome display of submissiveness, so i wanted it. YES, i asked for it!

Just a sidebar – i don’t know WHAT i was thinking when i agreed to this. In fact, it was MY IDEA! Sir said, “Careful what you wish for….” and i was like, “NO, i really want to do this for you, for us, and as a show of my submissiveness”. WELL, in my HEAD that sounded awesome, and frankly, coming out of my mouth it did too. And i was PROUD of my decision.

For about a whole minute.

That “Minute” was THE MINUTE i wanted to orgasm and Sir said no. (WHAT?! NO?!? You are kidding me, right?!?!).

But i digress… because THAT MINUTE was a few days ago…. so let me get back to this morning…..

So David took our son to school. He told me to “Lay on the bed, with the rabbit toy, and watch porn. Bring yourself to the EDGE and stop. DO NOT CUM. And do this the entire time i’m gone and i’ll tell you when to stop”.

Our son’s school is 20-minutes away – one way. So for 40-minutes i had to watch porn, and use the vibrator on myself but DO NOT CUM.

(REALLY, what was i thinking?!? Is it too late to retract my request to submit to Sir THIS MUCH? Maybe i could just submit with my clothes ON!?!?! YES?!?!?! LOL. Okayyyyyy…. fine… doing this thing).

When David got back, i was so insanely turned on. i could only hope that he’d allow me to cum … soon… like NOW.

My fear was that he’d not let me cum at all and i’d have to ‘get dressed and go to work now.’. But, he did not disappoint. He entered the bedroom and asked me if i had came while he was gone. i was like, “NO, i promise i haven’t, but Pleaseeeeeee Sir, may i cum now?”

NO.

ME: WHAT?!?! PLEASE!?!?

And he touched my clit. it was SO enlarged and swollen i almost jumped off the bed with the slightest touch. Then he took the porn away. Then he took the vibrator away. And he played with me himself. And he said, “CUM NOW”. And i did.

And then i went to work.

The next thing i know, i go from pleasure to pain…. in the same day.

THEN THE PADDLE

To tell you WHY i got paddled first…..

Sir and i have the same profession. He works for a firm and i work for myself. And from time to time, he helps me get through busy times at work by doing some review work for me. (He volunteers and i always take him up on it. He knows i need the help and he has the time and the skill set, so it is a win-win. And i love him for it!). So today was one of those days.

He reviewed two projects that were substantially the same, and when i got home, he was talking to me about the results. Well, i got confused about which project he was talking about because – it seemed to me anyway – that he was talking back and forth about both of them and i couldn’t keep up with the conversation.

Now, you’d think HE would be frustrated with me… like a “Keep up!” kind of comment. But i was frustrated with him! i had to say, “Are you talking about X or Y? i have no idea what you are talking about!”. And then he started talking. And i said with a very annoyed tone, “WHAT are you talking about?! i’m not listening until you clarify because i’m confused!”

So – WHAT i said was probably not allllll that bad — but the WAY i said it was so completely off base it wasn’t even funny. As soon as it came out of my mouth, and i felt the annoyance in my body language and realized how it sounded, i knew it was wrong.

But Sir didn’t say anything, so i acted like nothing happened.

We finished our convo and i was about to head outside to play ball/ fetch with the dog.

And that’s when he stopped me and said, “Do you think you were annoyed with me?”

Me: “Uhmmm…. yes Sir”.

Him: “Go to the bedroom”.

Oh geez – here we go….

i dropped my pants and put my hands on the bed, head down, feet on the floor, spread shoulder-width apart.

And i heard the bedside stand dresser draw open and close. The Paddle. Here it comes.

SMACK.

Me: (OUCH) —- “Please Sir, i’m sorry. i spoke to you poorly and let my frustration get the best of me. i will not let….

SMACK.

ME: “that happen again.”

SMACK.

Him: “WHY are you lying to me?”

SMACK.

Me: “What do you mean? Please Sir…. i promise”

SMACK.

Him: “I seriously doubt that you will ‘not let it happen again’”

ME: “Sir, i will do my best to….”

SMACK

ME: “… not let it happen again.”

SMACK.

ME: (Tears in my eyes, squirming….), “Thank you Sir”

Him: “That’s what I was waiting for.”

And he put the paddle away and held me in his arms and told me i was a Good Girl.

Back to Orgasm Control

With that, standing naked in the bedroom and in his arms, he reached down between my legs and put a finger inside me.

And said, “CUM NOW”.

And he pushed two fingers in and out and i grabbed his arm and held on to not fall.

And i came. Twice. THAT fast.

In “THAT MINUTE”… or “THIS MINUTE” … or “NOW”.

Conclusion:

NO matter what, through pleasure AND pain, and back again, i am his and he is mine. i will always submit to him and he will always control me.

And i welcome tomorrow….

With a sore, red ass.

Hugs and Kisses ~

Marie

10 – Focus already! … Red ass indeed

Written by Marie on September 21, 2018. Posted in Spanking, Uncategorized. 1 Comment on 10 – Focus already! … Red ass indeed

So David came home from his work-travel trip this week. And at the conclusion of our at-home family dinner he said very calmly and appropriately to me, “Go make yourself ready. Be prepared to tell me about your Transgressions.”

Well, i knew. But in my head i thought, “our son is home. Surely he won’t do anything while our son is home and awake and can hear. Maybe he didn’t mean ready for spanking, but maybe ready for bed?!” So I brushed my teeth.

Oops! Boy was i wrong! He came in and said, “Getting ready means brushing your teeth?!?!?” and i calmly responded, “Getting ready for bed does.” And he said, “do NOT test me!” (Ok, he was right. i knew. Even you knew. Right?!?)

So i stopped and dropped. My pants, panties, shirt, bra. Everything. And i calmly walked to the edge of the bed and placed my hands on the bed, with my feet firmly on the floor. He makes a point to tell me that my “heels are to remain on the floor at all times.” i almost never succeed in this, but i can keep trying!

As i waited for what came next, i felt his hand come up under my arm. He had recently bought some of the mini sized clothes pins. And he pinched them open and applied one to each nipple. And that’s when he got out the flogger. He hit me firmly with it exactly 5 times. It made a LOT of noise. i feared our son would hear. But if he did, he didn’t say anything. And between each swat, i had to tell him another Transgression.

Then he stood me up, thanked me for all that i had done right, forgave me for all that was not done correct, and all was forgiven. But the clothes pins were to stay for awhile longer as a reminder.

About an hour later, my nipples were swollen and throbbing, but i didn’t dare say a word. i did fear he’d maybe forgotten. But he had not and he finally relented and took them off. And OH-HOLY-HELL when they came off, the rush of blood back into the nipple caused some immediate pain! And then it subsided almost as fast. But wow, i wasn’t expecting that!

i was relieved that was all there was. And then we went to sleep.

That was 2-days ago.

Then yesterday. i was struggling to focus at all, on anything, at work yesterday. So i gave up at 3p and went home. When i got home, he was there as he frequently works from home. He asked me why i was home so i told him (the truth!) about being unable to focus.

And that’s when he said, “Go to the bedroom.” And i did. And i stripped. i prepared myself. This time to be spanked and not brushing my teeth! 😉

When he came in, he asked me if i knew why i was there. i responded with “i was unable to focus today and i need a mind readjustment.” He said, “very good. You were able to focus on that. Let’s see if you can focus on this.” And i felt the paddle come down …. hard… on my ass.

My ankles left the floor. And he fussed at me and then placed his foot on top of the arch of my foot, with a hand on the small of my back to force my feet (and heels) to stay down also.

He said, “You will respond with ‘i will focus’ between each swat. Do you understand?”

“Yes Sir”.

SWAT.

“i will focus”

SWAT.

“i WILL focus”

SWAT.

“i PROMISE i WILL FOCUS!”

Him: “Are you sure? REALLY sure?”

SWAT.

“Yes Sir. i WILL FOCUS!”

Him: “Not good enough”

SWAT!

“i will focus”. This is where the tears were welling up in my eyes. But he didn’t know that as my head was down and not facing him. i know he HAD to have heard it in my cracking voice though.

He cared, but not enough to stop. He hadn’t driven home his point yet.

This continued for a total of somewhere around 15 swats. i’m not really sure, because i was simply FOCUSED on saying, “i will focus” and attempting (and failing!) to keep my ankles on the floor.

And with that, he said, “Let’s see how much you are really ready to focus. I’m sure there are emails you’ve neglected today in your lack of focus. Go answer emails now.”

i didn’t put on a single stitch of clothing. He didn’t say “Get dressed and then go answer emails” instead, i heard exactly what he said, “GO ANSWER EMAILS NOW.” That meant “FOCUS on exactly what I said and GO NOW!” and do not stop or pass go or collect $200. So i did.

And i started up my laptop. i opened email. And i more-or-less just sat there. i just wasn’t feeling the focus at all … still…

At least i can say i was trying to focus, which was more than i could say i’d done earlier in the day. But still, not really focused!

And he noticed.

BACK TO THE BEDROOM. NOW.

Here we go again. Oh yikes! Really, WHY did i do this to myself? i didn’t really set out to do this, it ‘just happened.’

And i assumed the position. i wondered how my ass was going to take this and if he’d show mercy on me. He did not.

SWAT.

“i will focus”

Him: “Really? That’s what you said last time. Not even 20 minutes ago!”

SWAT

“i will focus”

Him: “WHEN? Today or tomorrow? What is it going to take Marie?”

SWAT

“i will focus”

SWAT

“i will focus”

Him: “Ready to truly focus?”

SWAT

“i will focus. Yes Sir, i am.”

SWAT

“i really am ready to focus Sir.”

Again, i know it was around 10 total, but i wasn’t even focused on counting. He stood me up and said, “i want you to go set an alarm for 15-minutes. Do NOT get distracted by ANYTHING and read and respond to as many emails as you can in that time. I’m telling you again – Do NOT get distracted!”

“Yes Sir”

And i did! i succeeded this time!

i deserved a red ass

i really did. i know i did. i was not focused – on anything including being spanked and his attempts to help me RE-focus – and accomplished very little beforehand. But i did certainly want to please Sir and i wanted to focus. He definitely helped me to shut out the world, all the distractions, and FOCUS on one thing – my ass – okay, maybe a few things – the words, “i will focus” and pleasing my Sir.

Today my butt is sore. But my mind is FOCUSED.

While i needed to focus yesterday, today i’m reminded as my butt is a bit sore overall. i looked in the mirror and saw a couple of bruises. i suppose i deserved that too. i hope i can stay focused and not have to have a repeat of this session…. i suspect next time it would be even worse!

Hugs ~

Marie

4- Second Day (in a row) Second Spanking

Written by Marie on September 16, 2018. Posted in Spanking, Uncategorized. No Comments on 4- Second Day (in a row) Second Spanking

Hello ~

So i haven’t been here in a few days as “life” has gotten busy, as is typically the case for the weekends in anyone’s life! So there’s a bit of catching up to do…..

Second Spanking Second day in a Row.

Yes, i got two spankings two days in a row. But this one was sexually charged and wasn’t really a “true” spanking, in my opinion.

Back-story on how i landed here…

i have a full-time job. And sometimes i have to go to training for continuing education as a result. This time i had to go to a half-day training. And my husband works from home quite often, which was the case today (obviously since ‘virtual spanking’ isn’t a thing!)

So i was home by 2:00 pm. Our son had after-school activities and wasn’t to be home until 6:00 pm, which left me with several hours of ‘free-time’. Free-time can be good and bad…. too much and i get lazy but too little i get stressed. Either way, i have issues! Which is, in part, why DD is a better lifestyle for me than pre-DD. Because now, lazy and stress aren’t really tolerated and i have an outlet to get those behaviors to be dealt with.

Upon arriving home.

I greeted Sir with the familiar kiss on the cheek, and smile, and announced i was home. i asked him if he preferred clothes on or off… as we don’t have an official policy just yet. We are still new to DD, as i started blogging – literally – the day we officially started this… and while we will ultimately end up with a contract, we don’t have it in place yet and are still exploring what we like/ don’t and how this will be long-term .. and we are both okay and prefer it this way … for now anyway.

He said it was “entirely up to you” (me). i was a bit disappointed in this as i want him to make decisions, be in control, tell me what to do, take away my ability to ‘think too much’ and well, dominate. But i also recognize we aren’t in a M/s relationship, nor do i think (there i go thinking too much again!) i want that. So maybe having ‘some’ decision making authority is good *(?!)*

i ultimately decided on nothing. i wanted to be naked in our home and prance around to see David’s reaction.

David’s reaction was good.

And i got what i was looking for. He reacted all right. He saw i was naked and told me to go outside and throw the dog’s ball (our dog is obsessed with ball throwing!) and i think David half-way expected me to object, but since it is in our fence-enclosed-backyard, i didn’t. i just did it.

And i think that turned him on.

Ordered to the bedroom.

When i came back in, he said (in a quite firm and calm tone, but with no hint of sexual prowess either), “You are to go to the bedroom, insert a medium sized butt plug and assume the position. I’ll be there soon.”

i had no idea what i’d done wrong. i equally didn’t know how long ‘soon’ would be.

Our “position” for discipline is with hands on the bed, elbows straight, head down to stare at the bed sheets or my feet, feet on the floor, spread shoulder-width apart. So i did as told. (Come to think about it now, maybe i might need to add an element of getting the paddle out and maybe laying it on my back to rest until he comes in to retrieve it. But is that “topping from the bottom”. I dunno!)

As you have guessed, Sir says he prefers the paddle. His hand gets tired and sore when spanking with his hand, which is of course, NOT at all desirable for him! The paddle hurts. i’m not sure in comparison to ‘what’ exactly (yet) but i’ve no doubt that at some point (soon) i’ll find that out as well.

i waited.

I heard him come into the bedroom.

It seemed like a long time until he arrived, but it gave me time to relax, to think, to pray. i prayed for his leadership, his guidance, that God would make him the man that God desired,and that our marriage continue to grow in a way that is pleasing to God.

You might think i was praying for me – that it wouldn’t hurt too much (or that it would), or trying to figure out what i did wrong to be here – but i didn’t pray those things. i decided that i would exercise truth. If Sir asked why we were there, i would simply state, “i’m not sure”.

And that’s what happened.

He asked. i stated. He said, “you were naked on purpose to taunt me. So i want to now use you to my pleasure.” i knew he was right, but i’m not sure that was exactly “bad” either. (Frankly, i think this was just a way to get me to the bedroom and have a reason to spank me, but i was ok with that! He was leading our marriage and doing what he wanted with and to me and i welcome that!)

The Butt Plug.

He stated, “The plug is here for me to know how much you clinch and how much you release. The plug is NOT to fall out. If it does, that will add to this punishment. Do you understand me?”

“Yes Sir”. (And with that, i was dripping! i was so turned on i wondered if i’d cum before he was done with the spanking!).

The Wooden Paddle .

i felt it steady against my ass. i felt him smoothly rub it around on my ass.

Then it pulled away and swatted me. It was an easy-warm-up swat. (i politely asked after Spanking 1 if he could consider some warm-ups before the ‘real deal’ next time. When i had asked, he merely responded with “I’ll consider it”). i had a handful of those, which served to mentally prepare myself for what was next.

The paddle then moved away from my ass and i was cringing – both my butt cheeks and my facial cheeks – expecting it to be “the-one” but instead, i felt the (small/side) edge of it touch my clit. He rubbed it between my legs and up through my butt crack. THAT got me sexually charged.

And when it moved away from my body, he said, “I see you are very wet. You got my paddle wet!”.

And then i felt the hard SMACK to my ass. It came hard and swift. I flinched. I felt the butt plug go deeper with the smack, but almost slip out with my flinch.

He laughed as apparently he saw the plug movement also. He asked, “Is it going to come out?!?” And i simply wasn’t sure. i supposed it would depend on how long this paddling lasted. But i didn’t state that outloud. i wasn’t sure if: 1) i was allowed to speak, 2) if i really wanted him to know that information.

SMACK. Harder yet. And i fell to my elbows on the bed. And i heard, “I didn’t give you permission to move or rest on your elbows” and

SMACK. Harder even yet. i raised up and heard, “Good girl” with a lighter SMACK.

i’m not entirely sure how many smacks i got. But i do know that my ass was on fire in a short period, especially since it was still a bit tender from the day before’s spanking. And the intensity of his SMACKS and with the butt plug in added to these sensations i was experiencing.

Sexual part.

i was sexually charged from the start. Afterall, i was naked from the start! And now i was filled with a plug, showing my ass to my husband, and he has already commented on my being wet.

But now he was sexually aroused also! He put the paddle down and i heard the easily discerned sound of his zipper. And i heard his shorts hit the floor. Then his hands grabbed each (firely-stinging) ass check and pushed me onto the bed onto all 4’s.

He immediately pushed his cock into my pussy, while fingering and pushing on the plug to make it go deeper yet. i was beyond arroused! i was filled and happy!

He pushed back and forth, in and out. i was

i typically ‘help’ at this point. i move my hips, i reach between my legs and feel his balls, i touch my clit, etc. But as i started to move my hand, he stearnly said, “NO! DO NOT MOVE!”.

i found this erotic, but a difficult challenge to follow. i’d always helped. it was to ‘help’ us both. But this time, NOT happening. But i kept trying. He then smacked my arm with his hand, and grabbed my arm and pinned it on my back. And said, “I SAID NO!”

And that’s when i cummed. i wasn’t sure if i was even allowed to cum or needed to ask permission. (Again we haven’t exactly finalized “the Rules” yet). But he loved it and was pleased, (Phew!). With that, he pulled out and told me to keep the plug in until “Further notice”.

And i asked “Permission to suck your cock Sir”. And i did. More heartily than i’ve ever done before. And he loved it. And it pleased us both.

With that, back to work.

So was THAT a punishment or a reward? i think both. What would you say?!? (and for the nay-sayers about DD, is THIS really BAD?!?! i think not! again, what would you say?!)

And that’s when he went back to the office (at home) and started working while i got on my laptop and did the same….

still naked. still plugged. until further notice. 😉

Hugs,

Marie

3 – First Spanking Ever

Written by Marie on September 13, 2018. Posted in Uncategorized. 6 Comments on 3 – First Spanking Ever

So we are only just truly beginning this journey, but i feel inspired and excited and hopeful and turned on … all-the-time now.

And i wondered what that “first time” would be like… first time ….for spanking.

i wondered all sorts of things about it – would it hurt (i hoped so, but would i regret that ‘hope’ should it come to fruition), if it hurt how long, would i ask for more, would i cry, would i regret wanting this lifestyle afterward, would i have to find a way ‘out’ of it if i did regret it, what have i gotten myself into.. among the few anyway.

And that’s when it occurred to me that i was NOT being submissive with this thinking. God says “don’t worry” about anything … for any reason … anytime. And well, let’s be honest, i wasn’t ‘wondering’ about the spanking, but i was rather “WORRYING” about it and what it represented. And i asked for this life. And i needed to trust my husband AND God.

But thankfully i didn’t have to ‘wonder’ for long.

ACTING OUT: i did it on purpose. i was bad. My actions were intentional. i egged my husband (Sir David) on! i wanted him to react! If he didn’t react, i would’ve thought lesser of him. i would’ve thought he thought this whole thing was some sexual fantasy or maybe just a joke. i wanted a spanking!

SPANKING I GOT! David wasn’t mad. But he was stern. He ordered me to the bedroom. To strip naked. Feet on the floor. Hands on the bed. Hands only. No arms or head on the bed. Only hands. Feet/ legs spread apart.

i waited.

He came. (not orgasm, literally walked into the room.)

my heart raced. my pussy got wet. i felt it drip. i wondered if he would notice. i figured he would.

He got the paddle out. i felt it pressed against my butt. my face cringed. i knew this was the moment. i said a prayer, “God, please let me endure whatever is about to happen. Please be with David as he administers this wanted and desired discipline. Be with us as we go into this new adventure. Please give me strength now and in the future to continue in the way you want. Help me be submissive”.

WOW! CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR!

1-SWAT. 2-SWAT. 3-SWAT.

It was amazing. Amazingly painful. And yet, amazingly wonderful. David told me to use my safe word (Tiger) if i needed it. i was determined, on the first spanking ever (!) to NOT use it. But then i started wondering if that was the right way to think. Was being that obstinate smart or stupid?, dominant or submissive? i really didn’t know.

But the fire quickly flaring on my ass made me focus. i quickly had to put everything out of my mind but to focus on the paddle.

4-SWAT.

“Do you know why you are here? “

5-SWAT.

“Yes Sir”

6-SWAT.

“WHY?”

“Because I deliberately made you mad. I tested you.”

7-SWAT.

“Exactly. Was that smart?”

8-SWAT.

“No Sir”.

“So do you regret your actions?’”

9-SWAT.

“No SIR! i’m actually very happy that i did it. i needed to know you believe in me as your submissive. That you desire this relationship change that i’ve requested. That you are willing and able to administer the discipline i desire. i respect you more now that i know you can and will do this. i willingly submit!”

10-SWAT.

And then ….KISSES and HUGS. And reassurance of what a good submissive wife i am. That he was proud of me. And to expect discipline. It is now apart of our life and He likes it and the response it is eliciting. And i smiled. And said, “me too!”

NO doubt about it…. It was not easy. Every-single-one was delivered with force. Without warm-up. So for a first spanking, while i have nothing to compare it to, i felt this was amazing. My bottom was flaring red. And it stung.

And my fears were alleviated. My worry was for not. God knows his promises and he keeps them true… by having my husband be the Head of House & the head of me.

i’m excited about the future and the new marriage we are forging. We’ve been married for 17 years, and i wish i’d found this way of life long before now.

Hugs,

Marie