I have been a wife and mother for over twenty years. Now I am becoming my husband's lover, too.
We owe it all to my fellow bloggers who gave me the courage to come out to my husband as a spanko.
I do feel like this is a New Beginning for us.

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Friday, July 01, 2016

Fantasy Friday - Red and Bruin

I'm home, it's summer and I'm chillin' at the house. I've had one fantastic trip this summer. There is another one coming later and I've got some summer writing time to look forward to. Life is good.

Today we have a brand new Fantasy Friday for you. This story come from our own Lindy of Downunder Dreaming. Since it's winter there I guess she needed something to warm her up and this is a fun story that could do that for sure. Please enjoy...




Red and Bruin

Little Red Riding hood skipped into the woods singing merrily to herself.  She came across a patch of bluebells, so bent over to pick some.
SWAT! SWAT!
“Ouch!  what was that for?” she yelled springing back up.
 To her amazement stood a huge, handsome bear. She didn’t know whether to run or stay to see what he wanted.
“Hello little girl, what brings you to this neck of the woods?” asked the bear. “Please allow me to introduce myself, I’m Bruin Bear, nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you also, I’m Little Red. I wanted some wild flowers to brighten my cottage,”  she replied. “Why did you swat me Bruin Bear?”
“I can’t tell a lie, a beautiful back side presented before my eyes, was just too much of a temptation to pass up.”     Bruin Bear explained.
“That’s not nice you know, to greet someone in that way.  Couldn’t you just say hello without swatting me. It really stung!” Little Red said with a pout.
“Shucks, sorry, please forgive my bad manners. Would you like to come to my cave for some lunch after you’ve finished picking flowers?” he suggested as a peace offering.
“Sure that would be nice as long as you don’t swat me again, alright!   I’m starving anyway after all this fresh air.”
Off they trotted to Bruin Bears cave where he made a roaring fire, set a large pot on top and proceeded to cook lunch. Little Red was too busy exploring her surroundings to notice what Bruin Bear was cooking. Once finished Bruin Bear dished up two bowls of steaming, hot porridge topped with honey and blueberries.
Little Red blurted out “I’m not eating your porridge!” without any further explanation.
Bear was not happy, so tried to shove a spoonful into her mouth.  Little Red spluttered to keep it from entering, which made Bear extremely angry. He sat on the nearest boulder, hauled Little Red over his knee, hitched up her cape, skirt and lowered her frilly panties.  Before Little Red had a chance to register what was happening Bruin Bear was laying into her bare bottom in a rapid tattoo of sharp swats painting Little Reds bottom to match her red cape. She finally found her voice yelling……
“Stop you can’t do this to me.”
Bruin Bear didn’t take any notice of her, just kept on until he thought she had learnt her lesson.  When he let her up Little Red quickly straightened up her clothes, gathered her basket and ran as fast as she could to get away from the brutal bear.  Through teary eyes she found her way to her cousin’s house, knocked on the door and waited for her to answer.
Goldilocks came to the door looking very dishevelled, after all she had a reputation for trying other people’s beds and sleeping around.  
“Oh sorry have a disturbed you, cuz?” Little Red asked as she went inside.  
Goldilocks assured her that it was alright seeing how upset Little Red appeared.  So through sobs, Little Red told Goldilocks about her dreadful morning. Telling her that the mean bear had tried to force her to eat porridge.  On hearing this Goldilocks began to laugh and her friend came out from the bedroom wondering what was happening. Little Red couldn’t believe her eyes
as she thought she was seeing double.  In front of her stood an exact replica of the bear she had just run from.  Goldilocks introduced her bear friend Rupert Bear, who turned out to be the other one’s brother. Together they worked out that Bruin Bear must have mistaken Little Red for Goldilocks.  The word had got around about Goldilocks breaking into The Three Bears house eating their porridge.  So the bear Little Red came across naturally thought she would eat porridge also. Rupert Bear said he would explain the situation to his brother, once he knows why you can’t eat it he will understand.
So Rupert Bear rang on the bush telegraph to his brother Bruin Bear to tell him about Little Reds predicament and why she can’t eat his porridge as she is intolerant to gluten.  Bruin Bear felt a fool not realising it was to do with dietary reasons and wanted to make it up some how to Little Red.
It took a lot of persuading for Little Red to want to see Bruin Bear again.  He was really pining for her as it was love at first sight for him. She was finally coaxed into it and had a lovely picnic with her cousin and the two bear brothers. Goldilocks and Rupert Bear left early allowing Bruin Bear and Little Red to chat.  Bruin Bear apologised to Little Red for not understanding.  Once everything was sorted out, he asked her if she was interested in becoming his life partner, as he thought she was very special.  Little Red was thrilled as she quite fancied Bruin Bear also.  They started dating then Bruin Bear moved into Little Reds cottage as it was more comfortable than his cave.
One day Little Red looked at Bruin Bear saying “Bear what big eyes you have!”
“All the better to see your pretty face with my dear.”
Then she said “Bear what big paws you have.” Not expecting to hear his answer.
“All the better to spank you with my dear.” With this he gave her a few playful swats.
Bruin Bear sat Little Red down saying he liked his house run smoothly and expected her to follow rules, if not she would face being punished.  Little Red was quite shocked by this yet decided to give it a try.  They wrote a list of rules to follow with both of them deciding on what the consequences would be.  Bruin Bear also explained there would be fun times also with Good Girl spankings.  Little Red preferred the sound of this, thinking she would never require a punishment spanking anyway.
It wasn’t long though before Little Red broke a few rules, being very disrespectful when they had visitors. Once everyone left Bruin Bear told Little Red to go to their bedroom and stand in the corner.
“You can’t treat me like a child, Bruin Bear,”  she said indignantly
Bear said “We set the rules and you broke several today, so you are being punished my dear.  Now go stand in the corner or your punishment will be more severe.”
Little Red stomped off to the bedroom slamming the door on arrival, which didn’t go down too well with Bruin Bear.  He left her waiting for 10 minutes then he entered the bedroom, surprised to actually see her in the corner.
He sat on the bed, called her over and began lecturing her about her behaviour.  Then took her over his knee lowering her pants and panties.  Bruin Bear didn’t need any implements, his paw was huge and felt like a paddle when applied to a naughty bottom. He started massaging her cheeks before starting a steady rhythm covering all of Little Reds bottom.  She soon started wriggling and spluttering out apologies promising never to be naughty again. 
“Please I’ll do anything, I promise.  It’s hurting, ouch, ow, stop!”
Bruin Bear didn’t listen though, he kept spanking until Little Red went limp over his knee.  Then he pulled her up for a cuddle, being careful not to sit her on her sore bottom. Little Red cried so hard she finally fell asleep.  Bruin Bear lay her on her tummy in bed and gently tucked blankets around her. 
In the morning she woke up with a huge smile on her face even though she could still feel the effects of the spanking from the night before.  Over breakfast Bruin Bear asked Little Red “Would you like to organise a party with your cousins and friends.” 
 Little Red was excited as she hadn’t seen some of her cousins for a while and was dying to introduce her handsome bear to them all.
Bruin Bear planned a special secret for the party only a handful of friends knew.  He bought Little Red a very exquisite dress which made her look like a fairy princess and a diamond tiara to wear in her beautiful hair.
Everyone gathered in the meadow where Little Red and Bruin Bear had first met.  Little Red was led blind folded to this location by her cousins Goldilocks and Cinderella.  On arrival she was excited to see all her friends gathered and Bruin Bear looking ever so handsome in a dinner suit.  Bruin Bear got down on one knee asking if she would marry him.  Little Red flung herself into his arms saying
 “Of course, I thought you would never ask.”
The wedding ceremony was over in the blink of an eye. Then everyone enjoyed themselves eating, drinking and dancing the night away.  It was the best day Little Red had ever had in her whole life.  The guests left for their respective houses, Bruin Bear picked Little Red up and carried her over the threshold to start their married life blissfully as husband and wife.
He showed Little Red how a Good Girl spanking can feel like heaven sending her into subspace.  For the next few days they enjoyed exploring each other’s bodies only leaving the bed to eat something to keep their strength up. 
Little Reds cousins couldn’t believe how radiant she appeared next time they saw her.  They said married life obviously agrees with you.  So Little Red explained to them about the wonderful life style Bruin Bear had introduced her to, known as This Thing We Do.  Her cousins were jealous so discussed this with their partners. 
Soon everyone in the woods practiced their own versions of TTWD and lived happily ever after.


THE END

Thank you so much Lindy - I love getting new stories and this one was so much fun! Keep writing for us please. I have a new story for next week too - see people are writing. I think it time you joined in! Give it a try and send your story to elisspeaks@yahoo.com

Monday, June 27, 2016

My traveling companions


After a marvelous trip that was over in a flash I was back home. I loved being back with Nick and I enjoyed showing him my pictures and telling him about everyone. But this trip was anticipated so intently it was a bit sad to realize that it will probably be a year before I get to see these wonderful women again. So I wanted to tell you about each of my friends – what we can tell here, mostly because I want to ‘capture’ each of them again.

Taking them in the order I met them on line…

I’ve been talking with Terps for nearly nine years. I was so happy to finally meet her in person. She is the youngest, and hasn’t quite
the boldness some of us older gals have, but she is growing in that direction. It’s almost like we could watch her blossem as she became more comfortable with us all. She seemed to really enjoy listening, but I enjoyed listening to her. She made all of us feel valued and wise (chuckle here). She is tall and beautiful and a pure joy to be around.

Next comes Sunny. This was our third trip together and I was so happy to see her again. With Sunny what you see is what you get!
She will warn you when you meet – if it runs through her head it will probably come out her mouth and nearly all that comes out makes me laugh. I would say she has a mature wisdom, but I think I’ll just leave it at wisdom, mature… well the jury’s still out on that. She knew our area and guided us to some fantastic places to eat. Good enough, I’m afraid, to get me spanked if I don’t work to get the extra pounds off this week. So for the good food and the chance to get spanked, thanks Sunny!

I’m not really positive who came next but I think I began talking to Meredith before Katie. Meredith’s had an interesting life with her Jack, and I enjoyed hearing her tell us about it. She was also wonderful at asking question, she wanted to know about each of us
(we all did) and it’s always fun to get to talk about yourself. She really listens and by the end of our trip she was correctly using phrases like, ‘fine as frog’s hair’ and ‘bless your heart’. She ate her grits like a champ and she now knows what it means if I said, “There’s a dope and some nabs in that poke over there.” Her biggest disappointment seems to be that Sunny and I were not independently wealthy off the proceeds of our books – trust me, Sunny and I share this disappointment.  

It was wonderful to see Katie T again! We enjoyed out trip together with Sunny last year and I wondered if we’d be able have as good a
time this year. We did! When I showed Nick a picture of us all he zeroed in on Katie and said, “Now she looks like a wild one.” LOL! Wild, not really – confident, fun and compute savvy would be better a better description. As we swam in the ultra-calm gulf and had our talks, Katie was as comfortable talking about sex toys and she was talking about cooking and she helped to make everyone else just relax and say what was on our minds.

And then there was Ella, my newest friend. She is just as sweet and kind as she appears on her blog. I couldn’t wait to get my first hugs, and we weren’t stingy with the hugs there after either. We teased Ella about being a girly-girl. She would spend time on make-up,
while I just looked in the mirror and shrugged. And I will tell you when she finished with her make-up she was beautiful – but what she might have failed to realize is that she was beautiful before she ever started! She told us she had a fiery temper and I have no reason to disbelieve her, but we never saw it. She was just as wonderful as I had imagined her, and I know Cassie would love her too.

The trip was like a little rip in time – an other-worldly place where we could be our complete selves, no hiding, no pretending. If you’ve never had the chance to experience such a time, I hope someday you are able to. We exchanged gifts, some lovely and useful, others will be hidden away somewhere out of Nick’s sight. I can tell you everything works as it was meant to – darn it.

But to tell a few final things I learned –  if you sit down to a meal with us I know who is going to drink water, who’s ordering a soft-drink, a beer, wine or a mixed drink. And there is one certainty – we all love ice cream!

So I wish to offer one final toast – to all of us who were able to gather this year and to those we hope to meet in the future!

Sunday, June 26, 2016

Guess who else I saw...

I'm still pondering and working on a post about our wonderful trip, but since I saw Cassie and Tom on my way home, I thought I'd share!




Friday, June 24, 2016

Fantasy Friday - Rules are for Real


I didn't want to leave you all without a story for today. But as for me I'm winging my way home from a great trip.  This is  a story that was sent to me several years ago - the author wanted to remain anonymous and she will because I forget who sent it. But I still think you will enjoy ...



Rules are for Real    


I knew this was going to be the worst spanking of my entire life. I knew before I could even stand up to walk to the bedroom. I knew it not because he was angry or yelling but rather because he was calm and collected. And determined.


It all started at the stupid grocery store. I HATE shopping for dinner alone. It's so stressful trying to plan the whole week's dinners and make sure to get all the ingredients and stay on budget. I got stuck on a decision so I called him. He was just getting off work and his work happens to be close to the grocery store so he told me he would come to my rescue and help me shop.

I was a little snippy just because shopping stresses me out but he let it go and soon we loaded up the groceries and began on our way home - each of us in our own car since we had arrived separately.

We stopped at a stoplight and my phone buzzed. I looked down to see a text message from one of my best girl friends! The cars ahead of me started moving and I started driving as I casually typed an answer to her question.

As soon as I hit send I stopped suddenly and realized what I had just done. I quickly glanced around to see where he was and wouldn't you know it - he was driving right beside me. I hoped he didn't see - even though the look on his face told me he did. I knew there was no way out. He takes texting in the car EXTREMELY serious.

I pulled in the driveway and stayed in my car for a moment. I didn't want to ever get out. I knew he was going to be so upset and so disappointed and I didn't want to face him. After he parked, he got out of his car and walked over to my car door. He opened it and reached for my hand to help me out.

"Help me with groceries and then we'll talk."

That gave me some hope that maybe he would show me mercy. Maybe just maybe somewhere in his heart there was a small piece of understanding and mercy for me. We carried the groceries up and put them away together. I dreaded the second they were all put away. I would have done anything to go back in time and not send that stupid text.

"Go sit on the bed please" He told me as I put the last bag away. I looked at him sadly for a second before I nodded and walked towards the bedroom. That's when I knew I was going to get the worst spanking of my whole life.

A few years ago his cousin died in a horrible car accident caused by people texting and driving. It was a very hard time for him and his family and I knew he was very afraid of something similar happening to me. Ever since that time he has been very strict about my cell phone usage in any capacity in the car.

He came in to the room a few minutes later and I looked up at him with the most pathetic eyes I could muster.

He stood in front of me, his arms crossed and asked "What happened?"

"What?"

"Tell me what happened. Who did you text and why."

"Well Olivia text me and asked if we could talk tonight since we haven't talked in several weeks. I just wasn't thinking and I told her 'yes tonight.' I'm sorry!"

"You just texted two words?"

I wanted to say yes but I couldn't lie to him.

"No sir. I said 'Yes. Tonight. What time is best?' That's all I said."

"It was just one message?"

"Yes sir." Hope was building. Just one message! Maybe he'll let it go!

"What bothers me the most is that you did it out of habit which means you have done it more than this one time. Is that true?"

I looked down at the ground for a moment trying to compose myself enough to tell the truth.

"I was really really good at first after we made this rule. For months I never even looked at my phone while driving and then I just started checking it at stoplights and then I was texting again. But I know it's wrong. I'm sorry. I swear I won't do it anymore!"

His shoulders curved in ever-slightly. "You know I have to spank you right?"

"No you don't!"

He could let it go this one time! I swear I won't do it anymore!

"Yes baby. You know you broke a really important rule. You know how big of a deal it is to me. It's not something I can take lightly. This is life or death serious - do you understand that?"

"Yes sir." All my hope of mercy was fading.

"It just takes one second baby. One split second to look down and miss something and die. Or kill someone else." He shook his head. "Do you realize you could be in jail for years for manslaughter for killing someone just because you were texting? You could kill someone's innocent child. Or yourself!" he paused and I could tell he didn't want to do this. "Now, this isn't going to be easy. I am going to ask you please to cooperate and not make this any more difficult then it needs to be."

"Yes sir." I mumbled, tumbles of anxiety churning in my stomach

"Go get me the loopy please."

I stood on shaky legs and retrieved it for him. I had a mind to fling it at him but I knew that probably wasn’t a great idea.

When I brought that HORRID implement over he took it and pulled me forward so he could kiss my forehead. "I love you very much."

He took my hand and gently guided me over his lap. I felt a wave of anxiety wash over me. I clenched the sheets in front of me and buried my face in the pillow.

He began with his hand, warming me up for a few minutes. When he paused, I braced myself for that first loopy hit. It came. And then another and another. It STUNG! Oh I hate that loopy!

"Please please no more!" I started crying after just a few smacks.

"Baby we are just getting started. I want to make sure you never ever ever EVER do this again. It's that important to me."

I was suddenly sobbing and the burn was building substantially.

"Texting and driving is just as WHAP bad as drinking and driving!" WHAP WHAP "I want to make sure you never WHAP do this again. Your life is too important to me." WHAP WHAP "Do you understand?" WHAP

He kept going. I was squirming and desperately trying to get out of reach but his arm was like a stone wall holding me tightly in place. I sobbed and begged, pleaded, bribed him to let me get up. I swore I would never ever even look at my phone in the car again.

He stopped for a second after I had been wiggling and struggling especially hard. "Baby, remember you said you were going to cooperate with me?"

"I'm trying!! It hurts! Please!! I swear I learned my lesson!!"

"We're almost done."

He continued about five more swats and then stopped for a second and I felt so relieved that it was over. I literally felt like my butt was going to fall off.

"Sweetheart, I want you to think in your mind right now about texting in your car. Picture in your mind picking up your cell phone. Got that picture in your head?"

"Yes!" I sobbed, unsure of what he was going to ask.

"You can see it? You are driving and you reach for your phone...Every time you picture that - I want you to feel this."

That loopy came down even harder then before, which I didn't think was possible. Several extremely fast and hard swats one after another with no break. I panicked for a moment and then I allowed myself to just take it. I know how important this issue is.

I stopped struggling and just laid over him.

Finally he stopped. He rubbed my back for a moment, letting me cry.

"I know you hurt right now, but baby your life is so important to me! I hope you see how you staying alive is more important to me then your comfort right now." his voice was stern but very kind.

"Yes sir! I'm sorry!"

He let me lay on the bed on my tummy and he held me for a long long time. I cried for a little bit and swore to him he would never ever have to spank me for texting and driving again.

“I know I won’t. You’re a good girl.”


~o0o~

 Thanks Anonymous, you did a great job.  If there is anyone out there with a story you would like to share please send it to elisspeaks@yahoo.com

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

We're HERE!

Alive, well and having a BALL!



In water discussions included: butt plugs, 
nude beaches and ways to orgasm.

Friday, June 17, 2016

Fantasy Friday - Secrets Unleashed






Happy Friday! Schools out and the freedom feels great! I'm all packed and ready to head out soon. To get in the mood I thought I'd repost one of Sunny Fantasy Friday's. I have no doubt you'll enjoy...


Secrets Unleashed

When she woke up she was surprised to see the sun was up and had been for a long time. She tried to remember what time it was when she went to bed because she didn’t usually sleep this late. She looked over and realized she was in bed by herself. Apparently, Rob was already up. She rolled over onto her back and squealed. Her bum hurt – then she remembered.

Yesterday had started off great. They had spent the day running errands and then stopped at their favorite little place by the water to have a couple of Mojitos and oysters. With the warm salty sea air, the reggae music and the breeze off the water you could almost imagine being on the deck of the ship. It was so relaxing. They were enjoying just being together. After fifteen years they were still like newlyweds. Karen was beginning to feel a little buzz from the rum. She told Rob that if she didn’t get something more to eat she would end up with a headache. Rob said they should just grab something to go and head on home because they were due at the Sullivan’s at 7:00 and they still had to unload the car and get ready. Karen agreed and off they went.

When they got home, Rob started unloading the car while Karen put the finishing touches on the appetizer tray they were taking over to Barb and Jay’s. She opened a bottle of Pinot Grigio and poured herself a glass while she worked. Rob came in - saw the wine and mentioned to Karen that maybe she should go easy because she had been drinking rum all afternoon in the sun and they would likely be having drinks at the Sullivan’s before dinner.

Karen said she would be fine, not to worry. That turkey sandwich had done the trick. Rob said okay but if she acted up this evening she could expect to get her butt blistered when they got home. It was only a gathering with some of their friends but Jay had also invited a business associate of his and Rob wanted to make a good impression on him. There was a chance that John White would be interested in a business opportunity that with the right investors could be quite lucrative for Rob’s company. He asked Karen to be on her best behavior. She smiled and said again, she would be “the good little wifee”. Rob was still worried because when she had a couple of glasses of wine her feistiness showed its ugly head. He liked feisty, actually he loved feisty – but sometimes she went a little too far in public and it was embarrassing. Within their usual circle that was fine but he didn’t want her acting up in front of John White.

They arrived at the Sullivan’s and the party was already in full swing. Rob joined the guys out near the barbecue grill and Karen looked for Barb so she could see where she wanted the appetizer tray. Barb and two others from their group (Jill and Chris) were in the kitchen. Karen came right up to the girls and they stopped talking. “What’s going on in here that you all are being so hush hush”, said Karen. “Well,” said Chris, “when we were at the market today we overhead a conversation in the next aisle. We recognized Jan’s voice and realized Joe was lecturing Jan. “And, said Karen. Chris continued and said they overheard Joe telling Jan that she had better not have overspent her checkbook or she was going to end up over his knee again and this time he would be using his belt. Karen couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She commented to the girls that they must have been mistaken. They said “no, that right afterward they ran into them and Jan was as red as a beet. She was sure that we heard their conversation and she was very embarrassed.” Just then they heard “Hello, where is everybody” It was Jan and Joe.

After greeting everyone in the kitchen, Joe wandered out to the grill area to join the others. The girls immediately all started talking at once. A sure sign they were embarrassed because they had been talking about Jan. Jan decided to just spill the beans. “I guess you heard Joe’s conversation with me this afternoon. Actually it was more of a lecture”. Red faced Jill admitted that yes they had and were just telling Karen about it. Well, it’s true said Jan. I get spanked and have been getting spanked since before we were married. Joe told me when we first started going out that he believed in spanking and I would be getting punished whenever I disobeyed. It was really often in the beginning but then when the kids came along it tapered off because there was no private time or place. But lately he has really begun stepping up and to be truthful I really do notice a difference in our relationship. Barb, Chris and Karen listened quietly and didn’t say anything.

Jill was flabbergasted and said she couldn’t believe Jan would put up with that kind of abuse. Jan explained it wasn’t abuse- it was just spanking. “How long have you known me?” said Jan. “Have you ever seen any bruises?” Jill said no but she was still surprised and looking at Chris and Karen asking why they weren’t trying to talk some sense into Jan. Karen got flustered and quietly admitted that Rob spanks her too. He had been spanking her since the first time she really embarrassed them when she pulled that prank on their nosy neighbors. Chris then admitted that just recently she had received her first ultimatum that she could expect to be spanked if she got one more parking ticket. Jill couldn’t believe that her friends had kept quiet about this for all those years. She didn’t think there were any secrets they kept from each other. Well, Karen said it’s not something I like to brag about. It’s embarrassing that I get put over my husband’s knee and spanked. I thought I was through with that when I grew up.” Barb said enough about this, I have to process this unbelievable conversation. “I need a glass of wine, anybody ready to join me?” They all said yes and joined the crowd outside.

The evening was going great. Everyone was having a good time, joking and laughing. Rob was able to get an appointment with John White for later in the week. After desert, someone suggested they play charades. They split up into teams with the girls against the guys. So when it was Rob’s turn, Karen kept interrupting. Rob raised his eyebrow at her and she ignored it. She started making fun of his efforts to act out his challenge, getting quite loud in the process. He looked at her again and gave her one of those looks. She just kept on teasing him. John White said that Karen was just getting worried that the guys were going to win. She spun around and told John White to mind his own business. The girls’ team was going to win because they were the superior players. John White told Karen it was just a game and to just relax. With that, she flung a handful of peanuts at him and told him she was relaxed and when he got to know her better he would realize that. John White said he thought they should quit now and that Karen was going to have a heckuva headache in the morning. Rob who was so embarrassed he could hardly see straight and thought that wasn’t the only thing that was going to hurt in the morning.

Karen knew she had gone too far. She was a very competitive person and alcohol fueled that fire which was why Rob had asked her to go easy. She apologized to John White and he sloughed it off saying not to worry, he hadn’t taken anything to heart. She thanked him for being so forgiving and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Rob witnessed this scene and when Karen moved away, Rob apologized to John White for Karen’s behavior. John said not to concern himself about it. He was married too and knew that sometimes things just got out of hand. Rob was thinking that his hand was going to blister her behind when he got her home. As a matter of fact, he thought he might be using the wooden spoon they had purchased on their trip to Amish country tonight. She had it coming.

The party started to break up shortly after this outbreak and Barb whispered to Karen that she thought she was in for it tonight. Karen was worried too and it showed on her face. Jan passed her a look that said she was glad she wasn’t in her shoes.

On the way home, Rob never said a word to Karen. When they got in the house he told her to go to their room, undress and go stand in the corner.

“But Rob, I hate standing in the corner.”

“Karen, right about now I wouldn’t be making things any worse than they already are. Go stand in that corner and I will deal with you when I calm down. NOW GO.”

Karen did as she was told. It seemed like she had been standing there for hours (more like 15 minutes) when Rob told her to join him on the bed. Karen turned around and saw the wooden spoon on the bed. Now she was really worried. She knew she was in for a long hard spanking. He started lecturing her and how he had warned her to be on her best behavior tonight. She was sobbing before he even laid the first slap to her behind. His hand came down hard again and again. Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, he stopped and told her to go stand in the corner. She whimpered as she walked across the room. He left the room for a few minutes and when he came back in she looked so contrite standing in the corner, her whole body was literally shaking. He almost gave in and thought maybe she had enough. Then he remembered how he had expressly warned her to behave in front of John White and how she deliberately disregarded the warning looks he had given her.

He called her over to him and told her to get across his lap. She begged him to please not do this; she was so very sorry and promised not to disobey him again. “I promise I will never drink wine again”. He was grinning on the inside but kept his steely resolve. He said she was going to get twenty licks and maybe the next time she would heed his warnings. He picked up the wooden spoon and delivered the worst spanking he had ever given her. Her butt was almost purple in places and she would be sitting gingerly for the next few days. She continued to lie there sobbing long after he had landed the last spank. He helped her up and held her on his lap, arranging her so that he bum wasn’t touching anything, rubbing her back, stroking her hair and telling her he was sorry he had to punish her so severely. They sat like that for a while and then he picked her up and placed her on her tummy in bed.

That was the last thing she remembered until just now when she rolled over onto her back. She got up to go into the bathroom and caught sight of her backside. No wonder she was so sore. There was still a pinkish tint and there were places that she knew were going to be bruised for days.

She very carefully put on sweatpants because she knew it would be just too painful for jeans and a tee shirt and went downstairs. Rob was in the kitchen just fixing her a glass of orange juice. He handed it to her, gave her a kiss on the cheek and asked her how she was. “You really spanked me hard – I am going to be bruised.” “Yes”, he said. “I did – you had it coming. But it’s over now. Let’s just forget it and go on and have a nice day.” He was all about forgiveness. He was so sweet and caring; Karen couldn’t help but give him a hug and kiss.

Just then the phone rang and Rob picked up. After saying thank you to Barb and apologizing for Karen’s tantrum saying “you know your friend when she’s had too much wine”, he handed the phone to Karen.

“Well, Barb said, are you able to sit down today.”

“I’m not sure, I haven’t tried it yet but he really laid it on last night. I am going to be a very good girl for a long time. I don’t ever want another spanking like that.”

“That’s what I figured” said Barb. “Listen, Jill called me this morning and she would like all of us to get together and talk about the conversation we had in the kitchen last night. Do you think you would be up for that?”

“Yes, but not today, maybe later in the week.”

“Okay. I’ll let the others know and we’ll see if everybody is free on Thursday”. “Do you have a preference for lunch or after work”?

“I think after work and let’s pick a noisy place. I don’t want everybody in the world eavesdropping on what’s bound to be a very interesting conversation.”

Barb laughed and said you got that right and hung up.

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Karen slipped into the booth... Up until Wednesday morning she winced each time she had to sit down. Rob actually giggled when he saw her cringe when they met for lunch on Tuesday. He didn’t do it on purpose but Karen accused him of being mean making her sit on the wooden picnic tables at Bob’s Barbecue. Today really was the first day since that horrible spanking that she could sit comfortably.

Barb and Chris were already there and on their first glass of wine. Karen ordered a ginger ale and both girls teased her about being a teetotaler.

“You laugh, but my ass was destroyed by wine and I’m not ready to forget that yet.”

Jill and Jan soon joined them and they began their usual ritual of talking about kids, husbands, work and the myriad other things that take up their days. Finally, Jill said it was time to talk about why they were meeting. She said that she had some time to process the revelations of Chris, Jan and Karen. She had used the time to research the subject and found that lots of couples chose a Domestic Discipline lifestyle to enhance their marriage.

Karen said that she and Rob didn’t really practice DD as Jill described it. She just got spanked when she stepped over the line. Rob was really patient with her and hated to punish her but there were times that even she knew she was out of control. Her competitiveness and smart mouth were usually the cause of her punishments. Alcohol really affected her quickly and after one or two glasses of wine any filters were gone with the wind.

Jan reiterated what she told the girls the other night. - That she knew going into her marriage with Joe that she would be disciplined when she disobeyed him. He actually spanked her on their third date because she refused to apologize to him when she told him that he was being a jackass when he told her her skirt was just too short. She knew then and there she had to make a decision. She also knew that she was already in love with him so it didn’t take long for her to decide that she would just have to learn to behave or there would be consequences.

Chris said that her husband hadn’t actually ever spanked her – but he had threatened and the most serious threat had come with the last parking ticket. She had accumulated over ten tickets which were bad enough but then she just ignored them until a warrant for her arrest was issued. That’s when Steve went ballistic. She thought she was toast right then and there but luckily for her they had visiting guests so there was a privacy issue. Steve told her though she had her last reprieve and she would find herself bottoms up the next time she got a ticket. What Chris was afraid of was that once he spanked her it would set a precedent and she could expect to find herself getting spanked again and again.

Up until now Barb remained the silent one in this group. She cleared her throat and confessed. She too had been spanked. It was actually at her request. She said that a couple of years ago she and Bob had been going through a real rough patch and they had actually discussed divorce. They started counseling and it helped but for some reason they both stopped going. Then Barb remembered that years ago she had come home early from school and heard her mother being lectured by her dad. Then she could hear a cracking sound and her mother pleading with her dad to please stop – she would not do it again. She went in her room and turned on her stereo real loud. It wasn’t until years later that she realized her dad had been spanking her mother. Her parents seemed to be happy and her mother wasn’t afraid of her dad. She stood toe to toe with him many a time.

When she and Jay were have difficulty she asked her mother to lunch and very casually tried broaching the subject. Her mother colored from her neck up and said “I figured you probably heard us that day. I told your father that we were taking a chance on one of you coming home from school. Yes, your dad spanked me from time to time, still does actually except that now it’s more for other things and her face once again was flushed with pink. I think he learned that no amount of spanking was going to stop the sass and I was always going to do what I thought was right at the time. But it did help, I stopped to think about things before I ran headstrong into situations that I knew he would not like. So that evening I gathered up the courage and actually approached Jay with the idea. He wasn’t too keen on the idea because he was taught never to hit a woman and he wasn’t sure whether he would be able to follow through. After much discussion and a little delve into family history, he agreed to give it a try.

With a smile she said “It worked. We’re still together and get along better than ever.”

Jill was astounded. Of her four friends she was the only one who was not being spanked, well three for sure and one pending. She couldn’t believe it. She wanted to know how they could keep this secret for so long. Karen admitted that Barb knew she got spanked but she didn’t know about Jan or Chris. Chris admitted that she knew that Joe spanked Jan because he mentioned to Chris’ husband that sometimes he just had to put his foot down and a couple of good swats made Jan listen to reason.  Well, now that they were all “outted” Jill wanted to know everything. On line she had read that there were also sorts of punishments, much like those meted out to naughty children and she could believe these four strong women would succumb to those childish punishments.

Karen said she usually got corner time for a serious punishment. She hated it but Rob did it usually to calm down before he started spanking her. Sometimes, he would give her a break in the middle of the spanking so she could calm down before the spanking continued. After all, he didn’t want to break her spirit just teach her a lesson.

Barb said it was usually a warning look or statement and if she ignored those it was an immediate order to go to the bedroom and he would meet her there. When she heard those words she knew she was in for a spanking. That was the only discipline method Jay used. His only thing was they were bare bottom and an implement was used if he deemed it necessary.

Jan said that because their children were still around, her discipline session usually involved meeting in the garage or their big walk in closet. It was immediately, if possible, but if not it was always before the day ended. Sometimes, she was told to meet him in the bathroom and he would use pepper cream on her butt. She hated that because it stung so. Sometimes he also made her wear a butt plug until he could spank her. She hated that too – it was so uncomfortable and a constant reminder of what was about to come.

Jill’s next question was did they ever have sex after spankings. Karen and Barb said the sex after a spanking was some of the best they had. They didn’t understand it and didn’t care but sometimes it was worth the spanking just for the sex. Barb said that not all of her spankings were punishment. She and Jay used it as foreplay. Those were the fun erotic spankings.

Both Jan and Karen chimed in on this. They loved those playful spankings. The mixture of pain and pleasure was so sensual. Karen said you had to experience it to believe the eroticism.

Well, Chris said, if the sex is that good afterward, I just might not mind getting another parking ticket.

They laughed and talked some more and decided to call it an evening. Jill said they might just have to meet more often to talk about their ss life. “SS life” Chris chimed in. “Yes”, said Jill, “spanking and sex. We could call ourselves the SS society”. Jill walked out the door and on the drive home was trying to figure out a way to get her husband to spank her. She wanted more than anything to be a fully fledged member of that club.

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What do you think folks? Just how large is our club? Well we may never have an exact number, but I bet it's way bigger than any of us ever imagined. Thank you so much Sunny! We can discuss this question more in person soon.

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