My last punishment

Friday night I got a punishment spanking. Why? Go back to last Monday: I hosted a breakfast for 18 people at my house. It was for an organization of which I am president, so besides lots of fun, there were conversations about various items of business that are coming up. I have been feeling a lot of pressure about several upcoming events for this organization and also feeling pretty inadequate as president. During the breakfast I got a call from my health care provider telling me some test results that required further visits to a specialist, a possible biopsy, etc.

Cut to my husband’s phone call later that day. I was weepy, feeling overwhelmed, and when he tried his best to give me support and comfort, I got angry and snippy. That evening I deliberately drank a glass of wine without permission which is one of the very few rules I have. On Wednesday, when we were together, I confessed about the wine (he already knew about the bad attitude that preceded it) and he said that we’d deal with it later. That night I got a “normal” maintenance spanking. Friday night was the night for my punishment.

I undressed, we snuggled and talked for a while and then I went over his knee. He gave me quite a few hard spanks and then stopped, tightened his grip on me and told me it was time for my punishment. I was just starting to cry. He then gave me 5 hard quick spanks on each sit spot followed by another 3 hard quick spanks on each side. It was a short sharp reminder that I need to treat him with respect and to obey the rules he gives me. We cuddled while I cried and all was forgiven.

Ours is a pretty quiet marriage, with very little drama, shouting, fighting, etc. but under the surface there used to be long-held resentments, hurt feelings and loads of guilt. Now, that is all cleared up quickly. I love the calm relaxed feeling I get after a punishment is over and I’ve gotten rid of all the guilt. I wouldn’t ever want to go back to the “old way”.