Last Night's Flogging.....Homemade!

About a month ago I decided to make a new weapon for my husband's arsenal.  We had been struggling to find a quiet way for him to spank me when I decided to make him a flogger out of paracord.  I had read that they were quiet and moderately stingy so I went to Home Depot and bought the rope, then set to making it as soon as I got home.  I didn't follow anyone's directions, just kind of winged it (I do that a lot, with everything!) but it turned out just like the one pictured here except for the loop on the handle.  It has turned out to be his favorite implement lately! When used moderately it produces a pleasant warming tingle.  But..... Ash is not always a moderate man, that thing bites when he swings it hard.  Last night I needed a spanking to help me cope with the pain of a chronic condition(questions? read Here) and I had already been spanked with the big wooden spatula earlier in the day for my attitude.  I wasn't sore, but I asked him if he could start off easy and work up to full swing since I wasn't in trouble.  He kind of chuckled at me.  I had thought that the 20 or so hard swats I got earlier in the kitchen were sufficient restitution for my earlier attitude, but apparently he didn't because he did about 5 strokes medium and then immediately went to full-force swings.  The tears flowed then. I started out in the position he calls "head down ass up" on the bed, but after about a minute I gradually lay flat as it was far too painful to hold position.  After about 5 minutes just as I was relaxing into the pain, he stopped. Normally I can't wait for him to be finished, but I had just "progressed to the next level"(I don't know what else to call it--when the strokes are just as hard but a bit easier to take after a few minutes?) and wanted him to keep going.  But, it was late and past my bedtime.  I went to bed with a smile and a rosy bottom. The flogger has no thud whatsoever, just sting, and it doesn't last for more than half an hour, so I'm sitting pretty today.  I was promised a repeat tonight :)

I have a confession to make.......

I have recently been working hard at effective communication with my husband about topics that fluster and embarrass me.  Today, it is taking the form of a "Let's pretend, and this is what I imagine" type letter to him.  I can imagine what his response will be :)


Dear Sir,

I have a confession to make:  I have been feeling a little mischievous and I’ve been very tempted to be disobedient these past few days! I don’t like feeling this way, but I don’t act on these feelings because I don’t want you to be disappointed in me. I don’t want to do anything too bad….I just want you to be angry or frustrated enough with me  that you really want to teach me a lesson not to mess with the boss.  Last night was very nice and I did enjoy my time with you, especially after you were done whipping me and let me “thank” you properly on my knees.  But….I am still feeling like being a bit wicked! So let’s pretend that I really did drop your phone in the bath…..which I took while you weren’t home!  When you asked me where your phone was and I told you what happened, would you make me take my pants off and stand in front of you in just my panties and t-shirt while you lectured me about following the rules?  Would you tell me I was a very naughty girl? Would you make me ask you nicely for my spanking before pulling me down over your lap on the bed? I would say “Please spank me hard, Sir” even though I didn’t want you to because I would know I deserved it. And even though I don’t want to be punished I would only beg a couple of times “Please don’t spank me, I’ll be good!”  But I’m sure you wouldn’t listen to me because you know that if you don’t thoroughly assert yourself when I misbehave that I will think you don’t care about me anymore.  And you really do love me, so you would make up your mind to show me just how much! I would squirm over your lap a little bit I’m sure, as I heard you open the paddle drawer to choose an implement.  I would be praying that it’s not the motivator!  Since you would be spanking me because I was bad, I just know you would spank hard right from the start! You would probably ignore my desperate pleas and tell me to hold still and take my spanking since I earned it.  Would you put your leg over mine to stop my kicking from ruining your aim? Would I try to wiggle away, only to discover that I can’t move and I am completely at your mercy?  I think I would feel helpless then and remember that you really are the boss, as you light a fire in my bottom cheeks!  Would you pull my panties down then to make sure I could feel every hard, fast smack?  I know you would keep going until my ass was bright red all over and I was crying hard, because that’s how to make sure naughty wives remember to behave.  You would probably stop then and ask me if I was going to be good.  Of course I would answer “Yes, Sir” because I don’t want to be spanked anymore!  But you wouldn’t really care about what I want right then, just about what I need.  And I bet you’d think I need a little more “convincing” to really be good and not end up in trouble again anytime soon.  So you would decide to keep going, slower but very hard, while you remind me why I’m in trouble.  I bet you’d say “Do NOT take a bath unless I am home!” and “You should have been paying attention to the phone so it wouldn’t drop!” in between smacks. Then, once you were convinced that I was one very sorry girl, you would let me up and hold me.  You would tell me that it’s ok now and that I am your good girl again.  And I would know that you speak the truth: the punishment you selflessly administered has magically transformed me into an angel, and I know I wouldn’t feel the urge to be a brat for quite a while! 

Communication.....It's hard!

Oh, the expressing of personal, private and confusing feelings to a rational-thinking man! Last night it was announced that I would be spanked today.  Not for anything in particular, but just because it has been a while.  Before Thanksgiving I was getting spanked (usually to tears) at least every other day for reasons various and sundry.  However, after the very long holiday breaks with our kids at home, like 31 extra days off between November and January, we totally fell out of the habit of spanking.  I still always get swats, sometimes really hard ones, throughout the day just because he likes to smack my butt :)  But even though I am pretty well-behaved, I do feel that I personally and our relationship generally both really benefit from my husband tanning my hide occasionally.
  I was trying to explain this to my husband this morning after he had spanked me moderately for just a few minutes.....then said we were done. Just enough to make me wiggle and get mad at him.  I didn't mean to,

A Public Spanking......Almost?

Today I had to go to my least favorite shopping venue in the whole world: Walmart.  Ash (my husband) had to come with me so he could pick up some manly stuff I wouldn't have found even though he hates shopping.  I really cannot tell you how much I hate this place.  People are rude and it smells like old fried food in there, plus I don't like crowds to begin with.  So Ash was pushing the cart as I walked slightly behind him (he's fast!) and texting someone so he kept stopping and I thought it was obnoxious. Of course I'm such an angel that I didn't tell him that, I just offered to to push the cart in, um, maybe not my sweetest tone.  He declined and we continued.  I continued to gripe throughout our trip and apparently he had had enough by the time we were done checking out because he asked me quite loudly as we were walking away from the checkstand "Do you need a spanking right now? Should I turn you over my knee right here? We could get them to do the announcement, you know: Ding ding, beat your wife!" Of course I insisted that I did not need any such intervention, trying my hardest not to blush to my roots and failing.  I was too embarrassed to look around to see if people were staring, so I just ducked my head and kept walking with him.  I didn't think he would truly do such a thing, as we have discussed it before and he said he wouldn't out in the open.  But sometimes he throws me for a loop.  He says he likes to keep me on my toes.  I didn't get spanked when we got home either as I was exhausted from throwing mini tantrums shopping and our children were due to arrive shortly.  Not that I am complaining! My booty hasn't had a very good "workout" in almost a month due to kids on vacation, and I am apprehensive about the first real spanking I will get since they're back at school. I have been given shorter ones or a quick hard paddling with the big scary paddle, but not much else.  Personally I don't think I should be blamed for my behavior today.  I did try some of the time to be good :)  I guess we'll see what Ash has to say when he comes home tonight.  Wish me luck!

A Letter to my Husband--Warning!! Sexual Content

 

I recently sent my husband this email after asking him a question and getting an answer I didn't expect.  I like to check in with him periodically to see if he would appreciate any changes or additions to our sex life.  He said he would like a day to compose his answer, and I am patiently awaiting his response.

Honey I have some questions for you.  Sexually speaking I think I may be confused about what exactly turns you on.  As people, we are constantly evolving and changing and this is good, but I want to make sure we stay on the same page.  When I asked you today if you ever felt like telling me to get on my knees, calling me your slut, and fucking my mouth and you said no, it was confusing to me because you have done that before.  I enjoyed it, and you seemed to at the time as well.  So I guess I just want to discuss with you what you currently enjoy (obviously not that :) )  and what I currently enjoy.  I'll start with me, since I already know what I like.  As with everything in life, my wants and needs go through phases.  Right now, what turns me on the most is knowing that I am pleasing you and knowing that if I don't please you I will be punished (I know this is not reality, just a fantasy in my head as of now, but I enjoy thinking about it) in whatever way you choose. I also love sucking your cock and licking your balls. I love when I can do anything to give you pleasure. I just wish I knew more ways to do that.  I really enjoy being physically AND mentally dominated by you. 

Spanking a cold Bum

My husband took me shopping yesterday, for groceries, in 11 degree weather.  I'm so glad that he came because I got to sit in the car all toasty while he loaded up and put the cart away, woo-hoo!
When we got home I did help carry our stuff in, as it did require 3 trips from each of us to get it all in.  Now, you may not know this, but my husband is a booty smacker.  It's one of the things I love about him.  When we began dating and were getting close, discussing our expectations for a partner, I remember telling him: "I am all for chivalry and romance and equality, but I also want a man who's not afraid to smack my ass and tell me to get him another beer!" I was young, and it was as eloquent as I could be at the time :)  but he understood.  He took that as the green light to smack my bottom whenever he wanted, which I didn't protest, as we hadn't had the "spanking talk" yet, and I wasn't sure I wanted to at that point.  So, while I am spanked frequently, I also get a few swats here and there throughout the day just because he wants to and he can. But enough back-story,  back to the point .  After we got all the bags in Ash came up to me, turned me around, and began smacking my butt with his hand.  I jumped at squealed after the first few, as it hurt a lot more than a smack from a hand would. He got a mischievous twinkle in his eye then and asked "Oh, poor baby, does it hurt?"  To which I replied, "Yes! My ass is freezing from being out shopping and it hurts much more right now!"   He made a pouty face at me, then he smiled and I was told to bend over the couch! I tried to get out of it by telling him that I really needed to put the groceries away, but of course he said that could wait.  So I obeyed, pleading with him to use only his hand.  Thank goodness he listened, because he made me pull my pants and panties down and proceeded to smack away for at least a couple minutes. I didn't cry like usual, but I sure yelped and wriggled at lot! That seemed to satisfy him though :)  I think that I must forget every year that a cold bottom hurts more when spanked, because I never remember until he does it! I'd better be good now, though, as he's promised to make me sit in the snow bare-assed for a minute first if he has to punish me this month.  I told him that would never happen cause I am such an angel, but I don't think he believed me (the nerve!). 

MIA

Hello everyone! I have missed blogland and all of you :)  The holidays bring busy times with family in from out of town and children on vacation from school.  Also a major lack of spanking.  I am writing a new novel-length story and will post excerpts as I finish each chapter, starting next week.  Happy Holidays!