Now THAT Hurts!!!!!!!!!!!

Last week while cleaning out an area in our business, I came across an item that caused me to stop dead in my tracks. I studied "said" item, and thought well this would certainly be effective if it were to come in contact with my backside. At the end of the night, hubby was closing things up and suddenly came up  behind me and told me to bend over the desk. SMACK, SMACK! What ever he was using really had some sting. I turned around to see he had grabbed a small metal tray and that is what he had used. No I don't have a picture of that... but I do have a picture of this.....

Yes.... this is the EXACT item I had found earlier in the evening but had not yet showed it to him.
Call me crazy but I thought this would be the time to show it to him, so I did. Conveniently it fit his large hand quite well, I thought with the small handle it would be hard for him. Silly me!!! Naturally he had to try it out. Bend over again he says. Now...... I am anxious. me, who has been spanked many times over the years, has never experienced a paddle. The dreaded item in my mind. But heck... I did see it, I did wonder about it, I did show it to him, what else was he suppose to do?
And so.... SMACK, SMACK AND SMACK!!!! And man oh man......the burn and the sting quickly brought tears to my eyes. He was just trying it out, no real effort behind it, but my bottom and the meeting with the wood...let's just say made a permanent impression in my mind and for certain on my bottom. He got a good laugh, I even laughed after the shock wore off. He went to close up, and I slipped this item in my travel bag to take home. Probably better there than at work.
I placed it in his drawer once we were home thinking it would be at least a few days before he considered using it again. WRONG!!!!! DEAD WRONG. As I was climbing into bed, he suddenly said...come here. I cautiously climbed out of bed and went to him, thinking that he was just going to top off the spanking. So over his lap I went... then... I heard the drawer open. And yes, that paddle came out. The difference? At work I had my slacks on. Now over his lap, he pulled my night shirt up and yep...bare bottom. Did the adrenalin start flowing? I nearly thought I was going to die from the pure anxiety.

I knew he would go easy, but really? He started to spank. He was slow, careful but accurate. My bottom was hot, burning and stinging. Maybe I got 6-8 swats, I kinda lost count in the moment.
He let me up. I knew then what it means to do a "spanking dance." I wanted to just rub away the feeling. He was just so laughing. I was sort of laughing, did have some tears... you know mixed emotions. He placed the paddle back in his drawer where I have the feeling this is going to be a regular item now used. He told me I could go get in bed. The coolness of those cotton sheets sure felt good on my now sore bottom. We snuggled in. He placed his hand on my bottom and I quickly drifted off to sleep.      When I woke up in the morning... This is what was on my mind!

Amazing what a piece of wood can  do and say to make such an impression!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You can be absolutely certain, that I do NOT want to EVER be paddled with this board for failure to be obedient. Time will certainly tell.                                                                                

Choices?

Apparently there are some instances where there are choices that are allowed.
It has been a very busy week as usual.  I feel that given the circumstances of my personal life
along with what has occurred here in blog land this week, I have been fairly cooperative and pleasant.

Yesterday, hubby called to give me some information regarding our business so that I could take care of it from where I was at with my "regular job" I felt I was listening... responding appropriately...until I heard him say... I am going to spank your butt. What? Huh? What did you say? Apparently, that got my full attention. I asked once again if he was serious.

"I am going to spank your butt when I get home tonight he repeated. You are to gather several items and lay them on the bed and make yourself ready. When I call you to tell you I am headed home, you need to get ready and be waiting for me, understand?" I said, "but aren't you suppose to decide what is used when spanking?" He says.. "Oh don't you worry about that. I will decide what will be used and how. You just have things ready." Well what does one say except......Yes sir.

So I arrive home rather late. I did a few things around the house. Then I remembered what he had said earlier in the afternoon. Well ok.... I actually thought about it most of the afternoon as this was a first. So.... I start looking around for "items" it's not like we have a large stockpile of items we use. But here is what I found and laid out.                                            

Now what does one do? I studied the items for awhile and wondered which one he would actually use. Well I didn't have to wait long. His text arrived telling me he was on his way home. Nothing else was mentioned. I wondered if he would even have remembered what he had said earlier in the afternoon. Soon I heard his keys in the door. The adrenalin surged. I waited for him to come upstairs. He did not keep me waiting. He came in, handed me the dinner he had made and said, place this over there for later. He then turned up the speed on the ceiling fan. I said, we don't need that on so cool. He said.. oh you will need it in just a few minutes when I start to heat up that bottom of yours. He pulled the covers off of me and told me to turn over. He started with the paint stick and told me this was for being sassy in the hardware store earlier in the week. ouch................Then he told me to get out of bed. He motioned me over his lap. He used the hairbrush next... several good hard smacks. Stopped, rubbed my back, told me to settle down. Proceeded again with the brush. Several more good hard smacks were delivered to my backside. He asked if I was settling down. "Yes sir" I replied. Good he said.
He rubbed my back and my bottom a bit more. Handed me my pillow and said you will need this.
The next thing I felt was the familiar "sting" of the heavy leather strap. Now he was getting serious. He spanked hard and long. Told me I needed to not move. He would let me know when he was  done. The spanking continued, until I was totally spent. When he was done, he had me turn around. He admired his work. He said my bottom was just red enough. He hugged me, told me he loved me, and said.. Now you will sit on your sore bottom and eat the dinner I have fixed for you without argument. Are we clear? Yes.... I am absolutely clear.

Dinner was eaten, it was delicious. Then... a little lovin took place, he asked nothing of me, but I can say this.... I felt like a limp wet noodle.... promptly fell asleep and slept soundly through the entire night. I awoke fresh and ready to face our weekend.

So sir, knew instinctively what I was in need of. It was amazing. Just glad I really wasn't in trouble, because three implements at one time was new for me, and I can say that I still feel that nice warm burn as I sit today. I would say he had his HOH hat on good, and I might add.... his dominance was quite hot and sexy!!!

Trying to find the humor

So it is suppose to be natural for us to obey our husbands. But is it really?
Sure when we are in agreement and everything is going our way, no problems. Everything works out well for all. But what happens when we do not agree with what is being asked, or we are having a bad day, or we just plain don't feel like it?

I found this picture and it just made me laugh so hard, I had tears. This is SO.......me! Stubborn and prideful. I have never had to do corner time. Recently, I wondered if it would work for me. To be sent to a corner to think things over or to wait to be spanked does seem like it would be rather effective if one were in the right mindset.

And so.... because I have "attitude," I am most certain this is what would happen next. I showed hubby this picture of the little girl.. and with a twinkle in his eye, he just laughed, and said this was so me, and yep.... he would be done talking and moving on to making his point.

Hope everyone is having a great 4th of July weekend with family and friends.