Here's a little Happy New Year image for you.
That's our woodshed and if I am taken there it is for a no-frills, stand-up, switching. "March yourself out to the woodshed" is about the most dreaded words I can think of.
Thursday, December 29, 2016
A couple of times each year we play Monopoly. It’s something we started when we first got together; pretty much the same time as the DWC thing.
I discovered quickly that a disciplinary session when she was mad was more than I had imagined in my original fantasy about having a disciplinary wife. To this day, if I see that fire in her eyes (which thank God is pretty rare), I sort of freak out – cause I know what’s coming. It’s going to be way more than I can tolerate. But I guess I live through it because here I am talking about it.
Anyway, getting back to Monopoly. You know that “Get out of Jail Free” card? Well I dearly wanted a “Get out of Spanking Free” card that I could save for an emergency occasion. Every year since then I have asked for one of those for Christmas. I would say “you really do not have to spend any money. I would like that more than anything.” And every year she tells me that it is not going to happen.
For some reason I thought this year I would get the card. Now I can’t recall what gave me that idea. So that’s why I am Bah Humbugging about my Christmas gifts.
Shhhhh. Don’t tell her or I’ll probably get an extra session.
But Christmas was wonderful here. Warm and loving and filled with happiness for being together.
Friday, December 16, 2016
It was nearly a year ago that I ran across a conversation online about a couple who had embarked on a Disciplinary Boot-Camp. At first I skipped past it for a couple of reasons. One was that it didn’t sound like anything that could apply to our life. The second was that I sort of thought the guy was making it up anyway. The discussion lasted a few weeks and then went away. But a seed had been planted in my mind and I kept thinking about it. Even though we have been in a DWC marriage for a long time I actually opened my mind to the possibility that some kind of formal “refresher” of our commitment might be valuable
Once I got truly objective there was no turning back. I saw that I was not, in fact, bringing my “A” game to the DWC part of our relationship. And since the DWC is intricately woven into our life together that meant I could not be bringing my real “A” game to the overall relationship either. Oh I knew I was a good husband, undoubtedly better than most. But was I the best I could be? No.
I finally worked up the nerve to talk it over with my wife. I told her I had some important things to talk about and set up a formal meeting. She thought I had some kind of bad news and was worried about it. Once she heard what the topic was she relaxed, got right into the spirit of it. The DWC was definitely still part of our lives and when absolutely needed the discipline came. But neither of us had our “A” game going.
That afternoon I felt the same kind excitement and nervousness as the first time I told her about my disciplinary needs; before we were married. It was a lot like renewing marriage vows.
Let me be clear about one thing. The focus was NOT at all on her being a “better DWC wife”. I had no agenda about what she should do. My agenda was about what I needed to do. I felt that I had become somewhat passive and complacent about the quality of life I offered to her.
I needed retraining for several reasons. A big one was that people change. And I needed to get an update about what delights her at this point in our lives together. I also confessed about how I was not bringing my “A” game to other parts of my life either and I humbly asked her to tighten up the reins so I could improve.
The first thing I had to do was make a major internal adjustment. I told myself “no more arguing or resisting when she wants to discipline me”. I put myself completely in her hands and let go, more than ever before. I knew that if she did not feel 100% empowered, we would be starting off on a slide backwards from Day 1. It would frustrate both of us and I would not be on track toward a life of continual improvement. I want to live my life playing my “A” game. I know myself and I need her in charge to help me be that guy.
My performance in life has improved dramatically and I guess you might call it a benefit that there are a lot more spankings going on these days. She seems to be having a great time. She has a vast collection of implements. So I never know what’s coming. But I do know that I am going to hate every minute of it.
Sunday, November 27, 2016
This is my wife's absolute favorite "go to" when she feels like using a strap. She has so many other well- crafted leather items that I can't count them. But when she walks into the room and snaps that thing a few times I still get the shivers. As always, she knows too well what she is doing.
The couple of minutes of "visual enjoyment" I embarrassingly admit to, completely vanish the instant it is applied.
That said, I remain deeply grateful for her wisdom and guidance. Heaven knows I would be lost without it.
Friday, November 25, 2016
I hope all of you in the U.S. had a nice Thanksgiving. I know I did.
Before dinner we went around the table and everyone said what they were thankful for. It was very touching to hear the heartfelt statements of appreciation for something in everyone’s life.
When it was my turn, I said something about being thankful for friends and family (all true).
Then, a couple of moments after my turn, while people were still giving their statements, I whispered to my wife; “I am thankful for you being a real DWC wife and everything you do to make that happen.”
Saturday, November 19, 2016
Considering the number of visits I get compared to the extremely few "Comments" and only 2 "Followers"; I have to Love My Lurkers. And I am O.K. with the way things are. I get tremendous satisfaction from seeing the number of readers that come by.
Would I like to hear from more of you? Of course. But, that's about me. And "Loving Our Lurkers" is about YOU. Love Ya'll
Thursday, November 10, 2016
Any regular readers of this blog; if I can use the word “regular” with a straight face, since I don’t write regularly, know that my wife is fond of using the cane for spanking. I, on the other side of the equation, am not a big fan of that implement. And again referring to previous entries, I have explained that she seems to enjoy positioning me OUTSIDE on the porch to take care of business. Personally I think it is very rude. (As if anyone cares what I think when it’s spanking time).
A few months ago my wife had an accident and has needed to use one of those walking canes while she rehabilitates. During this time she has obviously been less mobile than normal and I am more than happy to do anything and everything that can make it easier for her manage.
One of her common requests is to please bring her a cane if it happens to be out of reach. After all these years together as a DWC couple, I still jump out of my skin when she asks for her cane. It’s kind of funny actually.