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 V & VI

I’m not sure if I mentioned this or not, but my husband just recently got a new job and he has been extremely busy. He was working about 48 hours a week at night, now he is working about 60-70 hours, 6 days a week, and he is now working days. I think I am actually having a harder time adjusting to this than he is. I pretty much only see him at bedtime and on Sundays. I miss him terribly 😦

Needless to say, he hasn’t had a lot of time to spank me lately, not that I have deserved it either O;). The last couple of days my husband has had off because the man that has been training him took a few days for vacation.

Since he had some time off, my husband decided I was well overdue for a spanking and so far this weekend he has spanked me not once, but twice.

The first time, he ordered me upstairs into our bedroom while he grabbed my hairbrush. I tried talking my way out of it, but it wasn’t happening. He had me get on all fours on our bed and he pulled down my shorts and panties. He gave me a warm up with his hand, which wasn’t much of a warm up because he doesn’t know his own strength. Once my bottom was nice and warm he switched to the hairbrush and went to town. He had to pin me down on the bed to get me to stop squirming, I just can’t sit still while my bottom is being spanked.  He usually alternates back and forth between sides, but every now and then he will hit the same spot two or three times in rapid succession and that really gets me squirming and whining.

He switched back and forth between his hand and the hairbrush a few times and then he was finally finished. . .well, for that day anyway.  It’s not too often that I get spanked severely two days in a row because I am usually well behaved for at least a couple days after I am punished. This was one of those occasions where I got spanked in two consecutive days. The second time always hurts so much more and my husband even made a comment that my bottom was still red from the first spanking.

The second spanking was quite a bit worse than the first and it wasn’t because I had just been spanked the day before. Once again he started with his hand and then the hairbrush. He spanked me quite hard with both and alternated a couple times until my bottom was glowing red and was hot to the touch. Then he had me stand in the corner so I figured he was finished, but he wasn’t. He had me get back on the bed on all fours and spanked me a bit more with his hand and then he grabbed one of the plastic hangers from my closet. If you have ever been spanked with a plastic hanger you know how much it stings and it left welts all over my bottom. Once he thought I had had enough of the hanger, he had one more surprise for me. He decided it was time I had a suppository for punishment. We had talked about it many times before, but have not yet tried it. He knows how nervous and embarrassed it makes me feel just from the suggestion of a suppository so I was already blushing and uncomfortable.

He had me lay face down on the bed while he got the suppository and lube. I turned my head to look back at him and with a smirk he asked if I was ready. All I could do was bury my face in a pillow and try to hide my embarrassment. He had me reach behind and spread my bottom open so he had access. He first applied lube to make it easier for him to push his finger inside. He used the warming sensation lube so it felt. . .funny. Then he slowly inserted the suppository. I think he wanted me to feel it going all the way in. Then my punishment was finally over.

My husband laid beside me and asked if I thought that would help me to remember to behave. I nodded and blushed. Then my husband held me tight and told me he loves me.

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 II

Maybe someone can help me with this. My husband gave me a spanking shortly after I got out of the shower. I wasn’t wet, in fact I had my panties on and my hair in a towel when we marched me upstairs to our room. He had me bend over the bed and then pulled down my panties. He brought the hairbrush and the dreaded paddle with him this time and started with the hairbrush. He hasn’t been giving me a warm up spanking lately, and maybe that has something to do with it, but that spanking hurt a lot more than usual. I normally have a relatively high pain tolerance, hence why he has to use two implements for a simple maintenance spanking. This particular spanking, however, hurt like hell. I’m not sure if it was because my bottom was cold from just being out of the shower? Or because I had just been spanked a few days ago? But the from the first smack of the hairbrush on my bottom it stung and I was yelling, yes, yelling in pain. I actually had to beg him to stop and ask him to warm me up with his hand, which he did. . .but it didn’t help. After spanking me a few times with his hand, he picked up the paddle. I really hate the paddle and would consider hiding it if I didn’t think I would get in trouble for it. I have never actually screamed from a spanking before, but this time I came pretty close. He had to scold me for being so loud and for squirming so much. After probably 30 swats of the paddle my husband used the hairbrush again for another 10-15 smacks. I have been spanked 100 times worse than this, but for whatever reason this spanking was extremely painful. My bottom is very very red and quite sore. Guess I’ll be a good girl for a while. . .well, I’ll try anyway O:-)

My First Time: Paddle Spanking From My Husband

So today has not been a very good day for my bottom. I got the spanking my husband has been warning me about, and it was quite the spanking. It seems that whenever my husband warns me that I am going to get “the spanking of my life” he introduces a new implement. . .this time it was the paddle. I have been paddled only once before, and not by my husband. Boy, does that sting! I can’t call this a maintenance spanking because, in my opinion, a maintenance spanking occurs when you have been well behaved and just need a reminder to keep up the good behavior. This was more of a spanking for all of the little things I’ve done lately that haven’t warranted a spanking, but combined warranted a good, long spanking. . .and that’s just what I got!
My husband gathered the paddle and the hairbrush and lead me into the living room. He had me bend over the couch with my knees on the seat and my elbows on the back. Then he pulled down my shorts and panties. There was no warm up or anything, he started right in with the paddle. It was a long and thin wooden paddle that reached across my entire bottom. It stung so badly. Each time I tried to cover my bottom he would hit my hand with the paddle, and that hurt quite badly too! I can’t tell you how many times he spanked me with that implement or how long he spanked me for. All I can say is that it hurt and I was begging him to stop by the time he set it down. Then he picked up the hairbrush. Without a pause he began spanking me with that, alternating cheeks. He covered my bottom with spanks with the hairbrush. I was squirming all over the place and swearing that I would never misbehave again. When he set that down, I thought he was finished and I took a sigh of relief, but boy, was I wrong. Then he began spanking me with his hand. My husband has a very big, heavy hand and he knows how to use it. After a few minutes of that he ordered me into the corner. He sat on the couch admiring my red bottom while I stood there. He told me this was only a break, and that I wasn’t done. He was watching the clock, I think I was in the corner for about 10 minutes, though he didn’t say. This time he had me get over his lap. He held me across the waist with his left hand while he spanked me with his right. He started with the paddle again which stung and made me squeal with each strike. It is almost as bad as the wooden spoon which is my sworn enemy. Then he spanked me again with the hairbrush. The entire ordeal took about a half hour. I was quite the sore, sorry, little girl. He hugged and kissed me after it was all over and I felt better, but I have to say, it hurts to be sitting here writing right now! I can’t say that I didn’t deserve that punishment. I haven’t exactly been the most obedient wife lately, and I have been quite argumentative. I think I will have a sore bottom for a while to remind me to behave.