A Drunken Night

I would love to give you all of the details of last night’s spanking, but I can’t remember it all.  My husband and I went out last night to a bar with some friends and then we all came back to the house for a few more drinks.  I barely ever drink in excess and needless to say, I was rather intoxicated. . .actually, I was rather intoxicated before we even left the bar.

I’m not sure how it started, but a few days prior my friend and I got into a conversation about some of the things we try to get our men into and the topic of spanking came up.  Apparently, we share a lot of the same interests.  My blog was also mentioned and I ended up giving her the link so she could read about some of the things my husband and I get into.  She told me later that she was very captivated by my blog and read the entire thing in one night, so she was well versed on our lifestyle by the time we went out last night.  In my intoxicated state, I mentioned to my husband that I had given her the link to my blog and she knew about everything.  He took it better than I had expected, he was fine with it.

This is where my memory get’s a little fuzzy.  Every time my friend caught me saying something I shouldn’t, she would give me this look as if to say, “better behave yourself!”  and I would smile.  My husband even said something to imply that he would spank me right in front of them, I can’t remember exactly what he said, but I remember I was embarrassed and felt myself blush.  My friend smiled about that as well.

After our guests left, I did end up getting a rather severe spanking, but I can’t remember how we lead up to that point or what exactly the spanking was for.  (Don’t tell my husband that!)  I remember him bending me over the kitchen sink while he undid my belt and took down my pants and panties.  I can’t remember if he started with his hand or the belt, but I do know that he used both while I was in that position.  He also put my butt plug in my bottom while I was in that position, but I can’t remember if that was done before or after the spanking.

My husband then lowered me to my knees while he made me gag on his manhood.  I can’t tell you how long I did this, but I fell like he was fucking my throat for quite sometime.   After he sprayed his seed into my mouth and I had swallowed every drop, he guided me to the couch.  He had my knees on the cushions and my elbows on the back with my butt sticking out.   He grabbed the long thin paddle and continued to redden my bottom.  Again, I can’t remember how long he spanked me, nor can I remember all of the other implements he used.  I am quite certain that he used the belt again, but I’m not sure if he used his hand or anything else.

Once I had finally been spanked to his satisfaction, he removed my plug and replaced it with his dick.  He fucked my ass very hard and very fast while I was in the same position on the couch.  He exposed my breasts and squeezed them while he fucked me.  He did this for a long time until my punishment was finally complete.  I was still very drunk at that point so my husband held me close in his arms and kissed me deeply.  He told me to go upstairs and wait for him so he could now reward me for being so good during my punishment.  I obeyed.  I went upstairs, removed the remainder of my clothes, and laid on the bed to wait for him.  Only a few moments passed before he was upstairs as well.  He made love to me for a long time and then we both passed out from exhaustion.  I love my husband.

Something New

I really love it when my husband does something new considering it took so much work just to get him to spank me!

Yesterday, my husband called me from work while on his break and instructed me to put in my butt plug and wear it until he got home from work.  This was the first time he had ever made a request like this, and the first time I had ever worn my butt plug for an extended period of time while going about my normal day.   He wanted me to practice my obedience and give me something to think about during the day, and let me just say, it was ALL I could think about.  I’m sure I must have looked pretty strange walking around with my plug inside of me, especially walking up and down the stairs.  I was very aware of every movement I made.  I also wore a thong underneath my shorts to help keep the plug in place.

I love it when my husband makes commands like this so that I can show him how submissive I am.  Not to mention, I couldn’t wait until he came home after being extremely aroused all day!  It was a nice change 🙂


I am not a big fan of swearing.  Not that it bothers me too much when other people swear, but I don’t really like to do it.  I was seeing this man a few years before my husband and I started dating that didn’t think it was ladylike to swear and would spank me if he caught me doing so.  I suppose that must have stuck with me because I don’t do it often.  It was even my idea to make it a rule because I don’t want my husband to let m  swear either, but he rarely notices when I do because he has the mouth of a sailor :p

Lately, I have been swearing a lot and I can’t say why.  I have been doing it so much that my husband even caught on and decided that I needed to be punished for breaking my own rule. I have been getting spanked quite a lot lately, but I haven’t been posting because they have all been about the same.

First, my husband had me retrieve my butt plug and the lube.  He wanted me uncomfortable and aware of my punishment.  He had me lay face-down on the bed completely naked.  Instead of just sliding the plug into place, like he normally does, he continued to push it in and out like he was fucking me with it.  This was very uncomfortable and caused me to squirm, whine, and ask him to stop.  After a minute or two he stopped and pushed the plug as far as it would go.  I felt ashamed, embarrassed…and full. 

Then came the spanking.  He has been thoroughly enjoying spanking me with a plastic hanger while we lay in bed.  It’s virtually silent, but effective. I have to say this was probably the longest and the hardest he spanked my bottom with that hanger.  I would clench my bottom each time I heard the woosh sound it made before striking my bottom.  After a while I couldn’t sit still.  I squirmed left and right so that my husband only had to come down flat on my bottom and he would hit a different side each time.  He commanded me to stay still.  He had never done this before and I tried my hardest.  I dug my nails into the sheets, bit the pillow, and took deep breaths, but after a few seats I couldn’t help myself.  This only caused him to spank me harder and faster until I was begging for forgiveness and for him to stop. 

When he was finished I could feel the ridges from the welts the hanger left on my bottom.  I was very sore and very sorry, but not as sorry I was the next night when I got the same treatment, sans butt plug, on top of my already sore bottom.  The only thing my husband had asked me to do the night before was clean the bedroom and I did everything else and ran out of time to clean the bedroom.  Laundry and dishes were done, dinner and baby food was made, the house was picked up, and our daughter was bathed and in bed…but the bedroom was not clean.  I was severely spanked and reminded of his love and devotion.  I love my husband.


Well I managed to get myself into trouble again, big surprise. 
My husband gets paid on Fridays and this past payday he asked me to pay one of our bills that day instead of on Tuesday and I agreed.  Well, I was incredibly busy over the weekend and have had a lot on my mind.  Needless to say, I forgot and when my husband got home from work last night, the bill still wasn’t paid. 
We had a busy evening taking care of our daughter, having dinner with my in laws, etc. So he wasn’t able to punish me until after we put our daughter to bed.  I was severely spanked with his hand, belt, and plastic hanger and I still have red welts rippling over my bottom.

He started with his hand, and at first I thought it might be a playful spanking rather than a punishment spanking based on how he was touching and rubbing me.  Just as I was beginning to relax he started to come down hard on my bottom.  After a few swats with his hand, he started with his belt, and then the hanger.  The hanger was the worst this time!  I think he was enjoying the quiet whoosh sound the hanger made before connecting with my already sore bottom. 

He didn’t make me cry, but he was close.  I was a very sorry girl with a very sore bottom.  Then, he made me stand in the corner with my bottom showing for 10 minutes.  I definitely learned my lesson and got online first thing this morning and paid the bill. 

He keeps telling me that he “can’t wait until we move into our own house” so he can “really spank my ass.”  What has he been doing all along? 

Breaking The Rules

Let me start from the beginning…
A little over a week ago, I had to drive out to my husband’s work to get his check and cash it because he wasn’t going to have time.  On the way home I called my mother in law to check on our daughter and ask her if she needed anything while I was in town.  I had borrowed her car because my husband had mine.  While I was talking to her an idiot in a shit box laid on his horn and cursed me out for being on the phone while I was driving.  No, I probably shouldn’t have been on the phone, especially in my mother in law’s car, but regardless it pissed me off and I was out for revenge. 

A ways up the road it turned from a double lane to a single lane, so I sped up so that I would be in front of him and once I was, I slowed down to 40 mph.  What can I say…I have a touch of road rage.  I had about 10 cars behind me and the guy in the shit box was clearly displeased.  To make it worse, when he went to pass me I sped up.  Yes, I was that douche bag.  After that I pretty much left him alone.  I have barely driven in the last year because I hate to drive.  Prior to that my road rage was kind of bad and it still comes out now and again.  This was one of those instances. 

I didn’t tell my husband about it until just the other day, not because I felt ashamed and didn’t want him to know, that actually wasn’t the case at all.  I just kind of forgot.  To make matters worse, when I finally did tell him I was laughing and joking about it.  My husband immediately expressed his discontent and reminded me that I had broken a very important rule: Safe driving at all times.  Needless to say I was quite severely punished not only once, but twice.  Both times he used a plastic hanger and he hit me harder with it than he ever has before.  He told me to put my bottom in the air and my face in the pillow.  He then lowered my panties and covered my bottom with pink and red welts from the hanger.   Our daughter was asleep both times so I had to be as silent as possible. . .still so hard too do. 

I believe this is the first punishment spanking where my husband has only used one implement. I also don’t remember too many instances where he has spanked me two nights in a row for the same crime.  I know what I did was wrong.  I could have been hurt or I could have hurt someone else.  I also could have done damage to my mother in laws car.  It was not a smart decision and I will not be making any similar mistakes anytime soon.  I’ve learned my lesson thanks to my husband.