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.

Bills

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? 

Anniversary Spanking

Okay, so I lied in the post titled anniversary.  I am updating on Tuesday when I said I would post on Monday.  Apologies, my daughter wasn’t feeling well.

My husband and I had a lovely anniversary weekend and I honestly didn’t give him a reason to spank me though that didn’t stop him.  It wasn’t very severe especially because I was rather intoxicated and didn’t feel much 😉

As I had mentioned in a previous post, I did surprise my husband with a short, lacey, low cut nighty and he loved it.  I went into the bathroom and put it on and came out wearing it.  I loved the surprised look on his face because I have never done that sort of thing before.  He decided to spank me then and there so he grabbed my hairbrush and pulled up my nighty to reveal my already bare bottom. 

He first massaged my bottom for a while and gave me the impression that this would be a short spanking, if you know what I mean 😉  He then held me around the waist and came down hard and fast.  I wiggled, but he held me tight.  He would stop occasionally to rub my red bottom and to let me rest, then he would continue. 
Then he picked up a wire hanger.  I was a little concerned because I had never been spanked with a wire hanger before, only plastic.  He only lightly tapped me with it, but it stung quite a bit.  I squirmed and whined, but he continued to tap the hanger across my bottom. 

The last implement he used was the belt.  He had me laying flat on the bed while he stood over me and folded the belt in half.  He came down hard, each time striking the opposite cheek.  After a few minutes he was finished and we enjoyed the rest of our night together 😉

Our entire weekend went extremely well and we had a very good time.  The only bad thing was we couldn’t find any sex toy shops in the area (damn smartphones).  1 year down, the rest to go!

Spanking VII and A “Let’s Not Try That Again”

Lately, with my husband’s new job, the baby, and life in general, we haven’t had a lot of time for punishment, spankings, or even discussions.  No, I haven’t stopped misbehaving or deserving spankings, we just haven’t had the time to administer them, but yesterday we found some time and jumped on the opportunity.  My husband also found a new implement 😦

My husband told me to go upstairs and wait for him.  Not only was he going to punish me, but he also told me that he had a few surprises in mind.  I had a pretty good idea of what one of the surprises were, because I had picked it out.  A few moments after I got into our bedroom and sat on the bed, he came up with the belt, hairbrush, and. . .a new, much thicker, paddle in hand.  No, I didn’t know about the paddle.  This was new and it didn’t look like something that I was going to enjoy.

He had me get on my hands and knees on our bed and lower my head.  He then pulled down my shorts and panties and picked up the hairbrush.  I asked him if I could at least get a warm up and he responded with, “this is the warm up.”

He came down hard with the hairbrush on the very first swat and it instantly stung.  I whined and complained, but I stayed surprisingly still through the entire spanking.  After about 20 swats with the hairbrush, my husband picked up the belt.  He likes loudly snapping the belt together to try to make me nervous about the impending spanking. . .it works.  After the first smack of the belt I complained that it hurt.

Not surprisingly he said, “It’s supposed to hurt.”  And he continued on.

I probably got another 20 smacks with the belt and then he grabbed the thick paddle.  It wasn’t very long like the fraternity paddles you see, it was short.  Maybe a foot in length including the handle, but it was easily 7 inches across and and an inch and a half thick.   He anticipated that I would try to move so he wrapped his arm around my waist and pressed the paddle against my bottom.

“Ready?” He asked.  I didn’t respond.  I just closed my eyes and waited for the first smack.

It didn’t sting like our other paddle, it hurt more like the hairbrush.  It was heavier and the paddle hit harder and hurt more, but it was similar.  I whined, begged, squealed, and pleaded, but he didn’t spank me any softer or slower.  After about 20-30 smacks of the paddle I was done.  He let me lay there and he held me to his chest.  He kissed my hair and rubbed his hands all over me.  I instantly felt better.  When my husband isn’t using his hands to punish me, they are wonderful, magical things.   Just as my body started to melt in his hands, he stopped and told me to “go get the ginger.”  I thought about complaining.  I thought about asking to do it “next time.”  I thought about arguing.  My sore bottom made me think otherwise and I got up and got the ginger out of the refrigerator and a knife and I returned to my husband.

He and I had never tried figging together.  I had one experience with it prior, and I had written about it on here.  To make a long story short, it didn’t go very well and we ended up “losing” the ginger because it wasn’t carved in the right shape.  This was probably about 3 years ago and I was ready to try it again.  My husband carved the ginger while I watched and waited.  Once he was satisfied with the shape he had me get back on all fours in bed.  I had read stories about the ginger taking a few minutes to start to burn. . .that was not the case.  I started feeling in only moments after he touched the ginger to my bottom hole.  It burned more and more as he pushed it in until finally I couldn’t stand it.  He had just gotten it all the way in when I begged him to take it out and he complied.  He had never tried figging before and he wasn’t going to make me hold it if I couldn’t stand it.  I couldn’t.  I don’t know how people keep it inside.  Talk about torture!  It burned so horribly even after my husband removed the ginger.  It was terrible.  I rushed to the bathroom to do anything I could to make it stop hurting.  It was far too intense for me and we both agreed not to try that again.

Spanking IV

I get spanked nearly everyday, though most days aren’t so bad. It’s usually a quick couple of smacks for doing something wrong. It’s not too often that I get severely punished, probably about twice a month. Well the other day I was due for one of these spankings.

My husband told me to go upstairs and wait for him while he collected his implements. After a few minutes, he met me in the bedroom with the paddle and hairbrush in hand. Have I mentioned that I HATE the paddle? He commanded me to drop my shorts and get on the bed on all fours. He pulled down my panties and then waited a good 30 seconds before spanking me with his hand. The suspense of that first smack was awful.

He gave me a good warm up with his hand, probably 20-30 smacks. Then he rubbed my bottom for a moment and grabbed the paddle. I can’t even begin to estimate how many smacks he gave me with the paddle. It felt like a million. He used the paddle for a good 10 minutes until my bottom was no longer stinging, it was more numb than anything. Again, he massaged my bottom and picked up the hairbrush. The hairbrush was the same as the paddle, he spanked me very hard and for a good 10 minutes or so. By the time he was done with the hairbrush my bottom was hot, numb, and throbbing. I figured I was done and I began to get up, but I was wrong.

He laid the hairbrush down on the bed and again picked up the paddle. I shuttered when I looked behind me and saw him raise it and then it came down hard on my bottom. After another 10 minutes or so with the paddle, I was spanked again with the hairbrush. I am really surprised I didn’t start crying. This was one of the worst spanking he had ever given me.

He set down the hairbrush and gave me probably 20 more smacks with his hand. They were very hard and hurt very much. My bottom was beet red by the end of it. My husband had me lay on the bed while he admired his work and massaged my bottom. I thought for sure my bottom would be purple for a week, but surprisingly there was no bruising. It was definitely hard to sit for a good 24 hours. My husband knows how to keep me in line and make sure I am well behaved. I am a lucky woman ❤

Spanking III

Well, I managed to get myself in trouble again. We went to a school concert for my younger siblings and we brought the baby. I wasn’t sure how she was going to do there, but I figured we would give it a shot. She started crying pretty much as soon as we got there so my husband brought her out into the lobby of the school. After a few minutes I went out to check on them and to feed my daughter. I took her into the bathroom and fed her and then we all went back into the concert to try it again. She does well in public and she loves music so I figured she would like it, but she didn’t. I’m not sure what the problem was, but she wasn’t happy. So my husband took her back out into the lobby. My siblings were performing so I stayed and watched. After a while I went back out to check on them. My husband was furious. The baby had been crying the entire time and my husband didn’t have the diaper bag or the car seat because they were both with me in the auditorium. I hadn’t realized that an hour had gone by and he had been sitting in the lobby with a screaming baby while I was oblivious in the auditorium. I should have known better. Every night from 7 until bed time my daughter is cranky and cries. It really wasn’t a good idea to bring her in the first place and I should have gone out to check on them a lot sooner than I had. I figured he had taken her out to the car and gotten her to sleep, but he hadn’t. I felt so horrible that I had left them out there all I could do was cry, and my husband was so mad at me. Needless to say, I got quite a spanking. He had me bend over the couch while he spanked me with the belt. On my bare bottom, of course. I can’t tell you how many strokes I got or how long he spanked me for, but my bottom was on fire. Then, he had me bend over his lap while he continued to spank me with the belt and then his hand. He has never spanked me so hard with his hand. I was very close to tears by the time he was finished. My bottom was very red and hot to touch. I figured we were done when we started making dinner, but I was quite wrong. After dinner he grabbed the paddle and the hairbrush and pulled me back over his lap. He started with the paddle. . .I HATE the paddle. It stings so horribly and my husband knows it, so lately it has been his favorite implement. I stayed as still as I possibly could because I knew I deserved it, but it was so hard, and it hurt so bad. Then, he spanked me with the hairbrush. My husband has one and only style when it comes to punishment spankings: hard and fast 😦 He alternated a few times with the paddle and hairbrush until he had turned my bottom from white to pink to red and then back to white again. When he was finally finished punishing me he stood me up, held me close, and told me he loved me. Later that night he put in my butt plug and had me keep it in for a couple hours. If you have ever had to keep a butt plug in for that long you know it gets quite uncomfortable after a while. I had to keep my pants off and he kept fiddling with it. I enjoy it, but it always embarrasses me when he touches me back there. But it was well deserved and I am quite sore.

Maintenance Spanking

My husband thinks I should be spanked at least once a week for maintenance in addition to any spankings that I get as punishment. We believe a maintenance spanking is a moderate spanking given once a week as a reminder to behave. I know different couples use maintenance spankings differently, such as to keep your pain tolerance up.
I was given a maintenance spanking just the other day. It wasn’t an especially long spanking, or a terribly painful one. Just enough to make my bottom sting for a bit and remind me to be a good girl, because spankings are much worse when I am bad. While the baby was napping, my husband brought me upstairs with his belt and the dreaded paddle in hand. He had me remove my jeans myself and then get on all fours on the bed. He proceeded to pull down my panties with the paddle in his hand, while I pleaded for him not to use the paddle this time. He didn’t listen. He started with the paddle and alternated sides for about 5 minutes. It stung, but he didn’t paddle me as hard as he had when he was punishing me with the paddle. My bottom was red and hot none the less. Then he picked up the belt. He hasn’t used the belt in a while and I had forgotten how it feels to be spanked with it. He spanked me for another five minutes with the belt and then I was done. The belt hurt quite a bit, but still not nearly as much as it does when I am being punished. It was a good reminder. I was whining and squirming (I don’t know how people can be still and quiet during spankings) and my bottom was nice and red and warm. I was then able to pull up my panties and pants, give my husband a kiss, and go about my business. I love my husband.