submissivestuff

Outlet for my d/s marriage. Bc you can't process a spanking at the water cooler

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Big brave man sure jumped from ONE bite of the paddle. That kind of movement is not allowed here!!

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I bet this article doesn’t include the only “tip” that keeps me on a meal planning schedule. Domestic Discipline works!

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Me: *Being playfully sassy, but talking out loud about an idea I had that would be genuinely sassy.*

CD: “So that last spanking you got is wearing off, then?”

Me:  😳

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The HOH swears when I‘m not feeling the effects of him anywhere, i think it’s a sign my attitude is welcome.

And I’m embarrassed to admit he’s right. Sore = Sweet.

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Accepting punishment with dignity- not optional.

So, despite years of living in a domestic discipline marriage, I broke a big rule 24 hours after a severe spanking. 😂 I. KNOW. BETTER.

Punishment spankings aren’t a common occurrence. My husband’s expectations of my behavior are extremely high now. My expectations of him are quite high too! There aren’t small violations in our dynamic. He handles disrespect as soon as it begins to show up. If he doesn’t expect obedience and isn’t willing to discipline me for it, then it’s not a rule.

Newer DD’ers might think this was a harsh punishment, or overreaction. But we are seasoned now. This isn’t new. I begged for him to be consistent and give me “more”. So this is what more looks like.

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24 hours after I’d been punished for disrespect, we were sitting on the couch watching a movie when I asked if I could please lay on my stomach with my head in his lap. He raises an eyebrow and asks “Why?”

“Ummmm well, i really can’t sit.”

“Is that so?”

I nod, realizing a little too late I should have kept my mouth shut and finished the movie.

“You don’t have to sit.” I’m relieved...until.

“You’ve got some thinking to do. Head to the corner.”

My jaw almost drops but I snap it shut quickly. I stand, he yanks my pants to my ankles, and points to a corner in the living room.

I shuffle feeling about 2 ft tall. He finishes the movie while I’m on my knees with my nose to the corner, hands on head, and bruised butt on display. Thankfully, it’s not an epic length movie!

He calls me to him and lays me on my back on the couch, teasing me saying all the sexy yummy things he plans to do to me.

But then he lifts my legs in the air, wide open. “But naughty girls don’t get orgasms. Hold ‘em open.”

His belt jingles off and he lands twelve strikes on my thighs. They don’t touch any spots he spanked yesterday, because he’s not crazy.

“spankings are supposed to hurt, naughty girl.”

“Yes. Sir.”

He positions my head at the edge of the couch and lets me drop my legs.

“You’ve got something to take care of, dear.”

I open wide for a very thorough face fucking

“Are you going to whine tomorrow?

No sir.

“What aren’t you going to whine about?”

“My sore ass, my sore thighs, my sore knees, and being so wet I might explode, sir.”

He laughs.

Good girls get taken care of. Be good tomorrow.

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I did not whine. I did not flinch once when I sat or avoid sitting. I accepted the pain as part of my submission.

And I got taken care of... three long, long days later. He watched me edge and i met his needs with blowjobs, but I did not get any relief for three miserable days.

Good girls get orgasms.

Naughty girls miss movies, hurt when they sit, and disappoint their partners.

Overkill for squirming and trying to lessen the sting of a thorough spanking? Not in our dynamic. If he’d let it slide, I’d have resented it. And he knows that.

So he reminds me just exactly who the boss is. ❤️❤️

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What happens when you are in a domestic discipline dynamic and you raise your voice and cop an attitude at your dominant partner right before your house fills with people?

Whisked away to the bathroom, pants yanked down, a nice cool roll from top of butt cheeks to sit spot, back of thighs. Then he’ll pull your cheeks apart and line your crack, just BARELY missing your asshole. Thumb presses in your asshole. “You do not raise your voice at me. You’ll sleep plugged if I hear that tone again.” Promises of perfect behavior as he prods and pushes. “You don’t want spanked on top of this, but I’ll do it if you need it. That’s your only warning.” Yes sir. Back into the house just as our guests begin arriving and the biofreeze kicks in. HOLY. HELL.

My ass was hotter than any fireworks display. I sat still in lawn chairs, constantly finding reasons to flit about. I’ve cried less over a belt punishment, but that man had me in tears without a single spank. He’s got a new weapon and it fits in my purse. 😪

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We have got some biofreeze but I actually use capsaicin cream and usually after a spanking. To say it intensifies the burning is an understatement I think.

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After a spanking? Ouch!! We have not tried the capsaicin cream. Won't surprise me if he tries it when he sees this post. 😨

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Discouraged

I miss online communities. I wish there were safe places to connect about whatever dynamic you’ve chosen, without safety concerns, judgement, and mean girls.

Open forums like twitter subject you to opinions from the masses, mainly open minded feminists who vilify and attack women who choose to be submissive.

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"We only do what you're comfortable with"

One of many problems I have with 50 Shades Darker. Christian proposes a vanilla relationship meaning "we only do what you're comfortable with." BDSM is NOT doing things another partner is not comfortable with!! Negotiate. Communicate. Safe. Sane. Consensual. BDSM is not represented by 50 Shades.

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Corner time is a very effective way to train her when she misbehaved. She has plenty of time to think about what she did wrong and how she will be better in the future. 

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Not a fan of corner time

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If were fans of corner time, we wouldn't get send there. Getting sent to the corner makes me so angry at first. But eventually I settle in and accept my fate. Cooperating with Corner time is so much easier than corner time after you've been given encouragement to be cooperative.

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What happens when you are in a domestic discipline dynamic and you raise your voice and cop an attitude at your dominant partner right before your house fills with people? Whisked away to the bathroom, pants yanked down, a nice cool roll from top of butt cheeks to sit spot, back of thighs. Then he'll pull your cheeks apart and line your crack, just BARELY missing your asshole. Thumb presses in your asshole. "You do not raise your voice at me. You'll sleep plugged if I hear that tone again." Promises of perfect behavior as he prods and pushes. "You don't want spanked on top of this, but I'll do it if you need it. That's your only warning." Yes sir. Back into the house just as our guests begin arriving and the biofreeze kicks in. HOLY. HELL. My ass was hotter than any fireworks display. I sat still in lawn chairs, constantly finding reasons to flit about. I've cried less over a belt punishment, but that man had me in tears without a single spank. He's got a new weapon and it fits in my purse. 😪

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Cornertime and Blowjobs

What do these two things have in common? They're not my fantasy. I don't get excited thinking about doing these things. I don't hate it. It doesn't hurt me, I'm not opposed to it. They just aren't a turn FOR me. But they're not hard limits. They're a big part of my life. Why? He likes it. A lot. While I would never instigate it, I find myself in a pickle afterward. When he's asking what I liked, how I felt when he did certain things, i have to be honest. And honestly... I sort of dread that initial jaw opening to receive him in my mouth. And then he's inside me, gripping my ponytail, telling me I'm a good girl, holding my chin, giving my ass cheeks a smack when he wants more. And when that happens, I suddenly can't think of anything else but taking him down my throats and making him sigh, gasp, and moan. When he's done, I'm dazed and confused. Why is it over? I was doing what he told me to do. The descent into subspace is real. He doesn't bark orders or throw in expletives to his commands. They're direct and calm. When chaos surrounds us and I hear his Dom Voice and says "Head over to your spot." I flinch a little. I don't want to be corrected. But I see his set jaw, serious look in his face, and concern for me. So I hand over my phone and head to my "spot." I head to our bathroom and put my hands on my head, face the corner, and start taking deep breaths. Our bathroom isn't big, we aren't billionaires in Seattle. 😜 the door can't open once i am behind it. I bounce between being pissed off to trying to settle down. Eventually he comes in. "Is my good girl feeling better?" He holds me, we'll discuss. If our kids are still running around, then he'll send me back out after a nasty dozen with the tilt wand. Neither of us like it, but it's silent and hurts. I never want to go to the corner. I have too much to do. But I always leave in a better headspace. Corner time incorporated to punishment or play is another stomach drop. My man has crazy self control. He's sent me to the corner in the middle of intense sex bc I orgasmed without permission. Shock. And. Awe. He can hold off, wait for my punishment to end, then dive back into me. He slays me when he doms so hard. I struggle to stay still when he introduces a new implement or it's he's using wooden implements after a long stretch without. So he stops and sends me to the Naughty Spot. Kneeling corner time is always a good deterrent. When I start wiggling about, he'll pause the spanking. "Can you participate in this punishment or should we pause, then start over?" I try so hard to gather my breath and stay still. Starting over sucks. Starting over with tired arms from hands on head, sore knees from the hard floor, and an achy back from being so stiff just sucks. And thanks to the internet, he'll never run out of ways to make corner time more humbling... Not a favorite activity, but it's incredibly effective. I've been surprised by how non-sexy consequences grow him as a Dom, and in turn, deepen my submission.

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My needs

He is a good, good Dom bc he knows my needs before I do.

Like that I really, really needed held down while he fucked my ass. I didn’t know being pinned would give me the release I needed to let go of so much pent up emotion.

He knew I needed pulled over his knee for a long hand spanking. I wanted a quickie and sleep. He left my pajama pants up and spanked, and spanked, spanked until I totally relaxed and started talking.

He knows when something seemingly minor is a reflection of something bigger, and being a tough disciplinarian is required. I fuss inside and shoot him pouty looks as I’m ordered to the corner, to kneel, retrieve implement and request my spanking. But gosh I start calming down with each step in the routine. And when I just can’t take it anymore but don’t want to safe word yet, he intensifies the spanking just enough that I’m putty. Either splitting my legs open so the paddle hits inside my thighs and my pussy, or landing the belt right on my asshole, or shoving his fingers in without lube while he spanks my thighs, or flipping me on my back, holding my legs up and open, he’ll whip my thighs while I’m exposed and he can watch how wet I’m getting, Those things that are just too much, turn me into a Sobbing, sopping wet, emotionally and physically exhausted mess. I’m in the submissive zone then, I am *his*.

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There's nothing wrong with sex, people.

- Having sex every day. - Saving sex for your wedding night. - Never having sex. - Having sex with different people. - Having sex with one person. - Having sex with a person of your same gender. - Loving sex. - Hating sex. - Being loud. - Being quiet.

The only thing wrong with sex?

When it’s not consensual.

Because that’s not sex. That’s rape.

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Read it twice. And forward on!

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If youve ended up here looking for encouragement as a submissive wife in a relationship with dynamics outside safe sane, and consensual, please read this.

[naturalbornspanker--chicago-dea]

She said she was going to sue Whole Foods for false advertising!

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I have the same one. 🙊

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😂😂😂😂😂

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We have this brush. Cruel is a good descriptor.

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Resort Staff Talk!

If you spend a week away at an island with a kinky Dom for a husband, you likely brought one suitcase of just toys.

We checked into our room very late at night at a popular but smallish resort in the Caribbean. Hubs was less than impressed with my attitude on final connection AND that I didn’t turn my phone off before landing. He didn’t want international charges.

So we started vacay off right, with me pressing my nose in the corner of the wall! Welcome to the Islands, right??

Hubs poured a drink and asked me to please settle over his knee. He worked a large plug in my ass saying he should have done this before we left, but didn’t want TSA to embarrass us. I heard his threat…. act out and you’re flying home plugged.

He stated a rule. I repeated it. He twisted my nipples, poked and prodded the plug, and repeated.

“Your mouth has far better uses. Open up. No hands.”

“Open up” means get to work. I worked his shirts down with my teeth and helped him relax. I forgot about being in trouble, I hummed along as I sucked, swallowing happily without prompting.

10 years with this man, I need no warning of cum.

He patted my head. “good girl, go lay down on the bed.”

I wasn’t being sent in for a nap. I laid face down, spread eagle in my sundress. I hadn’t been told to strip…

Housekeeping knocked to show us how to use AC and turn down the bed. My husband accepted their instructions on the AC then declined the turndown. “My wife is having a little timeout, but thank you.”

My face was Redder than the lobsters y'all…

Housekeeping chuckled and I kept dying inside. I wanted to scream but I’m no dummy. Naughty wives waiting on a punishment with a butt plug fully set in their bottom do not mouth off!

My sweet, usually so nice, husband turned to me:

“I intend to have a considerable amount of fun this week. We’ll address your attitude on travel, then enjoy this vacation. Zero tolerance, you understand?

Yes sir.

With that, he led me to the bathroom, Had me look in the mirror and ask him to spank my bottom. With that, he bent me over the sink, lifted my dress and nearly split my hairbrush in two. I stomped, shrieked, twisted and bawled… despite years of staying still. There was no warmup, no breaks between sets, no alternating of implements. Just an extremely sound spanking. He spanked fast, as if he were using my hand over his knee. Standing was horrible. I couldn’t hold myself up.

And shockingly, he didn’t stop to address my breakdown in protocol.

When the spanking ended, I was in so much pain I didn’t move. My body was a sweaty, blotchy mess and I couldn’t imagine the shape my ass was in.

He ran a fingernail over my ass and a fresh wave of crying started. He led me to the balcony and sat me down on a wooden patio chair. I kept crying. The pain shot through my legs and deep into my butt. After a few minutes, he led me back inside to complete the lesson. He massaged my butt a bit, which made it hurt SO MUCH WORSE. It had started to numb and meanie wanted me to stay aware the spanking... yes sir.

He stood facing me at the bed, promising this last part wouldn’t be a complete double dose, it would be on my thighs, save the last one. My ass couldn’t take anymore, but we *always* finish with the belt. I count the strokes, say thank you for my punishment sir, and return the implements to the drawer. It’s part of our routine that I participate in my punishments.

I bent over the bed, through my tears said why I was being spanked, and asked him to please punish me. He aimed perfectly, not hitting a single spot where the brush had beaten me. He asked if I was ready for one more, I breathed deep and the belt landed right across my ass, the hardest one of the entire punishment.

I was somehow too stunned to scream. I knew his last one would be hardest. It ALWAYS is. First and Last are his most powerful, it’s just how he spanks.

He snuggled next to me while I cried, letting the burn consume me. I didn’t even notice the plug at this point! Despite the horrible pain when I moved or rolled over, I slept and slept and slept… there is no sleep like post-spanking sleep!

The next morning at breakfast, our table had a very padded cushion placed in one chair.

My face was redder than my ass. I laughed out loud.

And did not get spanked the rest of the trip. I DID wear a sarong almost the whole time. His handiwork was very apparent!!

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Waiting Game

I've known since 7:30 AM that I'm in trouble. I almost feel sick... but so turned on by the bossy tone of his texts and phone calls. I fall in love a little more each time he goes into dom mode. Seriously, truly regret my behavior. And gosh I wish this would be playful, sexy, stress relief. I could have requested that. But I acted out instead. So here we go.

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Movies

We rarely like the same movies, like ever. I'm waiting up for his movie to end, I've hardly paid attention but tried to not annoy him with my phone. I cannot stand this movie. I've seen it before. He doesn't like my movies either. But I don't whine. I'm curled up by him with an e-book. If we waited to pick a movie we both liked we would sit here for 16 years. I'll be a good girl until this movie is over. I hear there are rewards girls who don't complain. Submission y'all. In the little things, not just the sexy things.