A Thermometer, A Suppository, An Enema, and a Maintenance Spanking

Tonight I am writing with a very sore bottom, inside and out!  Though tonight was only a maintenance spanking night, it was far from uneventful.

This is extremely embarrassing to share and I can only guess that I am as red as a raspberry right now just thinking about the recent happenings, but here it goes.

The evening began with me asking my husband if he would watch our daughter so I could lay down because I wasn’t feeling well. He agreed and told me that he would come to check on me in a little while. Just as I began to doze off, he walked in the room and asked how I was feeling. My stomach was off and uncomfortable, undoubtedly from another case of *blush* constipation. 

He had me roll over so he could take my temperature, the only way he does it anymore.  It came back normal, 98.2 degrees. I hadn’t shared with my husband that I was constipated, but I gave it away when I asked for a suppository.  I never ask for them because of how much it embarrasses me, but I was uncomfortable and I knew I needed something.  I had already tried coffee and apple juice!  He agreed, got the jar of suppositories, and slipped one into my bottom. He ended up having to give me another one about an hour later, but they both didn’t work!!

So, while I was laying on the couch whining and uncomfortable, my husband offered to go to the store and get me a fleets enema. Shocked that he even knew what a fleets was, I agreed. He ran to the store, came back, put a towel on the couch and had me put my head on the couch and my butt in the air. He inserted the saline enema and emptied the contents of the bottle intoy bottom. He rubbed my back while I stayed in that position for a few minutes before he let me go to the bathroom. He ended up giving me another one just to be safe, but I felt 100 times better afterwards aside from a sore bottom.

We were watching a movie together when he reminded me that it was maintenance day and he told me that we were going to do things a little different. First, he undressed me completely, instead of just pulling down my bottoms. He then proceeded to run his hands over every square inch of my body, it gave me chills. He had me lay down on the couch with my legs towards him and he spread apart my pussy and began to look at me and touch me. He slapped my pussy and my breasts, but it didn’t hurt.  It was actually quite erotic. He had me bend over while he did the same to my ass, and then my spanking began. He only used his hand, but he turned my bottom quite red and it was very hot. Once he had finished spanking me, he sent me to the corner without my clothes. I stead of just standing there, I had to reach behind and spread myself open so he could see the most private parts of my body.

The entire evening was very humiliating, but I am certain that was the point.  He takes the best care of me and always knows how to make me feel submissive and loved. Hope I didn’t gross anyone out with this one!

Maintenance Spankings in the New Home

As my husband and I were sitting on the couch watching a movie, the topic of maintenance spankings and our lifestyle came up.  Lately we have been so busy that I haven’t had time to misbehave let alone get punished, but we also haven’t been keeping up with maintenance spankings.  We like them because it is a reminder of my submission as well as something that brings us closer and relieves stress. We have made the decision together to start implementing weekly maintenance spankings again and they will be carried out every weekend. I hadn’t expected them to start immediately, but I suppose my husband had other things in mind.
Once we were finished discussing the fate of my bottom, he asked me to find an implement from the kitchen and bring it to him so that we could get started immediately.  After testing several plastic spoons, spatulas, and various gadgets, I surprised both myself and my husband by bringing him a large wooden spoon. Anyone that knows me, knows that I loath wooden spoons with every essence of my being, but this spoon was larger than the others and heavier so it didn’t seem to sting as bad.  My husband also agreed to go lightly, considering it was only a maintenance spanking. The spoon hurt and it definitely turned my bottom red and sore none the less, but it was far from the worst and hardly unbearable. Served as a fine reminder that my husband will always take care of me. 🙂

Maintenance Paddling

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My husband surprised me today, and I love his surprises.  He has been very busy getting us ready to move into our new house, but he made time today to stop home and tell me he was going to give me a maintenance spanking.  I was both surprised and excited, it had been a while since he had done anything like this.

He grabbed two paddles, the long-thin one, and the wide-heavy one, and led me into the living room.  He had me bend over the couch where he immediately pulled down my shorts and panties and began paddling my bare bottom hard and fast with the long, thin paddle.  I couldn’t take it, and I moved my bottom out of the way.  He commanded that I stay still and tapped the paddle on my hips, just hard enough for it to sting.  Once I moved back into place, he spanked me a few times with his hand and then began again with the paddle.  My bottom was on fire and I couldn’t help but cry out and wiggle.  It hurts too much for me to be still!  I think because I was cold, it didn’t take long for me to start telling him I was sorry and begging him to stop.  Then he said something that surprised me, his exact words were “Maintenance spanking or not, I am not going to go easy on you.”  That made me feel like I had to toughen up and take my spanking like a big girl.

After a few more minutes he stood up, and I thought he might not even use the other paddle.  I stood up too and began to pull up my pants, but he shook his head.  He picked up the other paddle and said that he was going to give me 9 “good ones” and that I was not to move or it wouldn’t count.  I shuddered.  I started to move back into position on my knees, leaning over the couch, but he stopped me and told me to lay down on my belly on the couch and bite on the thin paddle.  I did as I was told.

My husband meant it when he said “good ones.”  Every smack made me cry out and made my ass feel like it was being burned and stung by a million bees at the same time!   I begged him not to hit the same spot more than once at a time, but the paddle is so big that it covers the majority of my bottom and it couldn’t be helped.  After the 8th smack, I begged my husband to stop and even tried to convince him that he had already given me 9 smacks with that paddle, but he knew better.  He made the 9th smack especially hard and I screamed quite loudly, I was worried I might wake the baby.  He rubbed my hot, sore bottom for a few minutes and then I made him lunch before he returned to his work.

Sitting hurts.  😦

A Spanking Everyday: Part III

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Tonight didn’t go as badly as I had expected.   My husband took my bruising and soreness into consideration and took it easy on me.  He did give me a few good smacks and you can see the red, hanger-shaped welt on my left side.  I had tried to roll on my side to keep him from spanking me and that’s what I got. 

I am going to enjoy my last night with my husband for over a week and think about him with love tomorrow when I am sitting on my sore, bruised bottom on my drive to Georgia. 
 

A Spanking Everyday: Part II

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As promised, I was spanked again while being reminded to “drive safely and slowly” and behave myself while on my trip.  As you can see, I have some bruising from the previous nights’ spankings.  This spanking hurt far worse because of how sore I was to begin with. 

At first, my husband had my panties wedged up in my butt while he was spanking me, but half way through my spanking, he asked me to get my plug and the lube.  I did as he asked and laid across my full body pillow that was folded over in half for me to lay across.  He pulled my panties down and pushed  the plug into my bottom with only a small amount of lube on the it.  Once it was inside of me, he began spanking me again with the hanger.  It stings to begin with, but after 3 days in a row I am rather sore. 

1 more spanking to go.

A Spanking Everyday

I got news recently that my biological father isn’t doing very well and I have planned a trip with my mother and daughter to go and visit that side of my family.  We plan to be gone for a week and, because of work, my husband is unable to go with us.  Yesterday (Monday), while talking in bed with my husband he told me that he planned to spank me every night until I leave (Friday Morning).  Since I am going to be gone for so long without him, he wants to make sure I remember to behave myself.  He then commanded me to get the hanger and whipped my bottom until it was on fire and I was begging for him to stop.

Tonight, I was already in bed by the time he got home and he excitedly reminded me that I was to get another spanking.  Instead of telling you that he spanked my bare bottom with the hot pink plastic hanger again, I’d like to show you the damage.

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Ouch! He was especially upset because I had accused him of smoking cigarettes again and he swears he isn’t.   He was offended that I didn’t trust him. 

I have 2 more spankings to go, perhaps more pictures to come?

Spanking in Silence

I know I have said this a lot lately, but my husband and I really have been very busy.  From my husband’s new job, the baby, our new house, our anniversary trip next week, I picked up a sales job, etc., we really haven’t had any time at all for our Domestic Discipline relationship.  Well last night my husband improvised and may have come to a solution.

Last night, I was at a practice Mary Kay party so that my cousin can get back into the groove of selling.  My husband got out of work around 8:30 and picked my daughter and me up at around 9.  From there we went home and got ready for bed.  While we were in bed talking about our day my husband told me to go to the closet and pick out a hanger.  I already had a good idea of what he had in mind because I was the one that had told him a very long time ago that plastic hangers are wonderful for nearly-silent spankings.  So I went to the closet and picked out a pretty pink hanger.  When I came back to bed he told me to “get into position.”  I really didn’t know what position he wanted me in so I had to ask.  He had me bury my face in my pillow and stick my bottom up in the air.

I would like to point out that I hadn’t done anything wrong that warranted a spanking, this was just a maintenance spanking.  I would also like to say that I was a little concerned because the hanger is silent, but I am not.  Our daughter’s crib is in our room and only a few feet away from our bed and I didn’t want to wake her up (especially because she is 5 and a half months old and still wakes up every 2 hours at night).

My husband almost never spanks me over my panties, but he did this time. . .well, started that way and he wasn’t taking it easy on me.  He would spank me very quickly all over my bottom and it was very difficult for me to not whine, whimper, and cry out like I normally do.  Instead I breathed heavily and more or less ate my pillow 😛  I didn’t even want to squirm too much because I didn’t want the bed to make noises and wake our daughter up.  I suppose this is a great way for me to learn to take my spankings better, but it wasn’t easy!

After a few minutes of spanking me over my panties, he pulled them completely off and continued to spank my bottom with the pretty-pink-plastic-hanger.  Maybe it was just because there was no longer anything protecting my bottom from the sting of the plastic, but I believe he started to spank me even harder after my panties were removed.   It took all that I had not to squirm and whine while he made my bottom match the pink hanger.   The spanking was short, probably only 5-7 minutes in duration, but plastic hangers sting something awful!

Once he was finished, he had me stand in the corner and he told me not to turn around.  I had to stand there for 5 minutes while he admired his work and I am pretty sure I could hear him masturbating behind me, but I wasn’t allowed to look and see.  When I was finally able to return to bed he held me and kissed me and then made everything all better 😉  I am pretty sure we will be using this spanking method more in the future.