It was love at first sight when I first met my wife. I loved her big breasts, her golden long hair, her dominant personality, her commanding voice, and even though I am taller than she is, she is bigger.
Also I observed that other men liked to do things for her. When we took to Mexico, the men treated her like the "Goddess" she is. Even when we were dating, she had a bigger house than me and drove a bigger, newer car than me. On our dates, she drove her car and she drove me where she wanted to go.
So when I showed late for our first three dates, she did warn me that I would be spanked if I showed up late again. At that point I had already told her that my mom had spanked me when I was growing up. So on our next date, I was late. There was a note on her front door to knock on the door and then to enter for my spanking.
I felt like I didn't want to be spanked but I the same time I did want to eventually marry her. So when I entered her house, she was sitting on a chair with her hairbrushes next to her.
"I am glad that you realize that you deserve to be spanked. I really like you too, but right now I need to spank you. Please stand next to me with your hands on your head and obey me without saying a word."
Even though we had only hugged and kissed until then, I had to stand there while she lowered and took off my pants and underwear. It was embarrassing but I felt I had to obey her. Before I knew it, I was across her knee and in a leg lock.
"I hope you realize that you deserve this spanking and it is your own fault. If you want to keep dating me, then you will receive more spankings if I feel you deserve them"
All I could do was to agree with her and allow her to spank me. I first felt her hands on my bare bottom and then this pain and sting from her hairbrushes. She spanked me until I cried. I felt that she spanked me because she cared about me and wanted me to be a better boyfriend.
I still had to take her out to eat and to watch a movie. I felt like a naughty little boy again and at the restaurant, she did order for me. Before we left her house, she did give me a pillow to sit on.
Now that we are married, I am glad she did give me that first embarrassing spanking that I deserved. Since both of us are Christians. we do share the same beliefs and values which do include accountability, justice and doing the right thing. I feel I should be held accountable for my words and actions. She also taught me to thank her after every spanking and I agree with her because that is the right thing to do. I also ended up selling my little house and moving into her big house. I had to get used to doing things her way and up to her standards so I received many more spankings and I still receive spankings. But that way any problems or issues are quickly resolved so they never happen again.