Accepting punishment with dignity- not optional.

So, despite years of living in a domestic discipline marriage, I broke a big rule 24 hours after a severe spanking. I. KNOW. BETTER.

Punishment spankings aren’t a common occurrence. My husband’s expectations of my behavior are extremely high now. My expectations of him are quite high too! There aren’t small violations in our dynamic. He handles disrespect as soon as it begins to show up. If he doesn’t expect obedience and isn’t willing to discipline me for it, then it’s not a rule.

Newer DD’ers might think this was a harsh punishment, or overreaction. But we are seasoned now. This isn’t new. I begged for him to be consistent and give me “more”. So this is what more looks like.

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24 hours after I’d been punished for disrespect, we were sitting on the couch watching a movie when I asked if I could please lay on my stomach with my head in his lap. He raises an eyebrow and asks “Why?”

“Ummmm well, i really can’t sit.”

“Is that so?”

I nod, realizing a little too late I should have kept my mouth shut and finished the movie.

“You don’t have to sit.” I’m relieved…until.

“You’ve got some thinking to do. Head to the corner.”

My jaw almost drops but I snap it shut quickly. I stand, he yanks my pants to my ankles, and points to a corner in the living room.

I shuffle feeling about 2 ft tall. He finishes the movie while I’m on my knees with my nose to the corner, hands on head, and bruised butt on display. Thankfully, it’s not an epic length movie!

He calls me to him and lays me on my back on the couch, teasing me saying all the sexy yummy things he plans to do to me.

But then he lifts my legs in the air, wide open. “But naughty girls don’t get orgasms. Hold ‘em open.”

His belt jingles off and he lands twelve strikes on my thighs. They don’t touch any spots he spanked yesterday, because he’s not crazy.

“spankings are supposed to hurt, naughty girl.”

“Yes. Sir.”

He positions my head at the edge of the couch and lets me drop my legs.

“You’ve got something to take care of, dear.”

I open wide for a very thorough face fucking

“Are you going to whine tomorrow?

No sir.

“What aren’t you going to whine about?”

“My sore ass, my sore thighs, my sore knees, and being so wet I might explode, sir.”

He laughs.

Good girls get taken care of. Be good tomorrow.

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I did not whine. I did not flinch once when I sat or avoid sitting. I accepted the pain as part of my submission.

And I got taken care of… three long, long days later. He watched me edge and i met his needs with blowjobs, but I did not get any relief for three miserable days.

Good girls get orgasms.

Naughty girls miss movies, hurt when they sit, and disappoint their partners.

Overkill for squirming and trying to lessen the sting of a thorough spanking? Not in our dynamic. If he’d let it slide, I’d have resented it. And he knows that.

So he reminds me just exactly who the boss is. ❤️❤️