Sunday, August 30, 2015

Sometimes I Talk Too Much



I just felt I owed it to you to share what happened after my article a few days ago about asking for a spanking.

When my wife read it something must have clicked for her. She found my discussion about never asking for a spanking, unless the circumstances were dire, “enlightening.” And she kind of liked it that I understood what was going on when she patiently waits for me to come to her and ask for one.

Her interpretation was that the article was another way of me asking. It really wasn’t. She doesn’t even usually read my stuff. I do it for you, my readers. But it’s her viewpoint and that's what mattered.

Of course she knows I have a collection of spanking stuff. She said to show her one of the videos I find particularly alluring. And there I was; embarrassed as hell again. But I did as she told me.

It was one with a guy getting a thorough OTK session, along with some spicy lecturing. She watched it closely and then took me to our bedroom where she promised to do more than that. She was not mad in the least. In fact she was in a great mood.

Once I was over her knee she got right to it; no “warming up” or anything like that. The swats came fast and hard. I could tell she was intentionally snapping her wrist on many of them too.

I was brave and stayed in place without making a sound. If you believe that you don’t know me. I was wriggling and yowling and she must have loved it. Because it was one of the longer sessions I have had in a while and she had plenty of vigor.

As I said, she was not angry in the first place. So when she was through we went on with our day. We went for a walk and every so often she would catch my eye and smile and I had to smile back – no one knew our little secret. My pants would shift, as pants normally do, with each step I took. And every one of them reminded me how lucky I am to be so well loved and well spanked.

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Asking for a Disciplinary Spanking



There have been times when I just knew that I needed a spanking. And I use the word “need” very intentionally.  I don’t mean wanting to have one; times when even though you know they are going to hurt, you would have to admit to desiring it. I am referring to occasions when you have no doubt that you deserve it; you have one coming, and it is the only thing that will bring you peace.

For me, these rare occurrences come up when I have really hurt my wife’s feelings. Thankfully, for so many reasons, they are truly rare.

I have come to realize that when this happens she does something different then other times when she feels discipline is needed. Normally if I screw something up, as you have read in my other little essays, she takes charge and that’s it. But in these instances she waits until I ask, very humbly, for the spanking I have coming. She knows how hard it is for me to do that. It is almost impossible; I struggle to get the words out.

But she’s in no hurry. She will leave me to stew over it for as long as it takes; and it could be a whole day or longer. By doing nothing she keeps absolute control and eventually I come around and ask. And when I do, believe me, she does not make it easy. I must answer some difficult questions. I must admit they are fair questions; but very embarrassing.

For example “Why is it even worth the effort for me to give you a spanking?’ or “What kind of spanking do you deserve? Which implements and how hard should it be?” She can get very creative finding ways to make me uncomfortable with words.

It’s not a game where I know the end result either. One time she was so mad that she didn’t want to bother with me at all for a few days. Oh man, was that miserable. That incident never did result in a spanking. But belie me, the punishment was effective.

I hope it’s easier for you to verbalize about needing a spanking and that you have someone who is willing and able to respond. Regardless of how it comes about, when that spanking is finally over and you feel relieved from the guilt it is worth it.