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, January 10, 2014

Fantasy Friday - Real Life, II

Happy Friday to you all. I love most everything about Fridays even before you add Fantasy Friday. For me our stories are just the cherry on top.I'm putting up a re-run today from one of my favorite writers, although she doesn't think of herself as a writer at all. Cathy writes about her real life and you can tell. Her stories are simple, but powerful. I haven't heard much from her lately, but I hope she will write more in the future. She has shared two other stories with us and unless I get some new ones I'll put them up over the next two weeks.

Real Life

I guess this really isn’t a Fantasy Friday story. I can’t write story like all of you all can. I emailed PK to tell her I liked reading and she told me to try writing one. I told her everyone out here seemed like really good writers and I didn’t want to do that then she told me to just write my own story of my life. So I got up the nerve to try.

We’re very ordinary people. Dennis works hard, he doesn’t wear a tie. He comes home dirty from work but he comes home with a smile for me and the kids. He’s a good man. We don’t have money for many extras but he’ll bring me wild flowers from the field sometimes. He’ll watch the kids if I want to go to the movies with my friends. When he sees I’m too tired or frustrated to cook supper he’ll pile us all in the car and go to McDonalds to eat. He’ll have me and the kids laughing at his jokes and teasing so much the worries of the day just fade away.

Out here you all tall about a dd relationship. We've never called it anything. He doesn't have a ton of rules and stuff but he’s serious about 3 things, keep yourself healthy and safe, don’t lie to him and no sass mouth. I do my best but if I break these rules I get my butt whipped. Our kids have the same rules but they don’t get whipped for breaking them. Dennis says they’re just kids that need to learn. A night with no TV is all we need to use to straighten them right up when they forget. Dennis says I’m a grown woman and should know better.

I lied to him about a Christmas gift I got for the kids. I knew he’d think it was too much and I really wanted to get it so I told him it was half of what it really cost. I write the checks to pay for stuff so I didn’t think he would know but for some reason he saw the bill. He was pretty mad. He went right to the phone and called my mama – she only lives about 10 minutes away. He told her that he sure would like to have some time alone with his wife and could the kids come visit for a while. My mama was tickled and told him to bring them on and let them spend the night. She thinks its real romantic when he does this. Sometimes it is, but not this time.

After he got the kids ready he whispered to me to that I better have my naked butt in the bedroom corned and be holding the hairbrush when he got back. I sure wasn’t happy but I did like he said. I heard him come in later but I kept my eyes in the corner. I could tell he was standing in the bedroom doorway and finally he asked me what happened when I lied to him. I told him I knew I’d get a whippin. And I sure did. He spanked me real hard! I was hollering and crying by the time he finished. He was sweet afterwards and hugged me and dried my tears but he wasn’t done with me yet. Lying is something Dennis is real serious about. He told me that that it would take him about 7 hours of work to pay off the $120 I’d lied about and that for the next week I’d have to spend an hour after we got the kids in bed writing lines for him. That wouldn’t be so bad except when I’m writing lines I don’t get to just sit in a chair. Dennis brought this awful rough door mat. It hurts real bad just to rub your hand across it. He puts that in chair I have to sit my naked butt on that thing for an hour a night for the next 7 nights while I write those lines. I wish I hadn’t lied to him to start with. I told him I was real sorry and he knew I was telling the truth.

I know this isn’t a real story like you all are used to but I appreciate PK letting me be a part of Fantasy Friday too.


Thanks for sharing Cathy, I'd love to hear from you again.  Cathy  has been married for 13 years and they have three children. She received her first spanking from her husband when they were dating. Cathy tells me that she doesn’t get spanked often, but she knows it will come if he thinks it’s needed. From the emails we have exchanged I can tell you she loves her husband very much and they seem very close. 

If there there are more people out there writing stories I hope you'll please send them to elisspeaks@yahoo.com


  1. Thanks for pulling this out the the 'vaults' PK. Would love to hear more regarding Cathy's life.

    Cathy...you might not be a professional author but you do have a voice and I would love to hear what you have to say.


  2. HI PK, thank you for re-running this story. I too would love to hear more from Cathy. The story is even more engaging because it is real.


  3. I love real life stories. :-) Thanks

  4. PK,
    this is exactly as it ought to be.
    Thank you Cathy.
    Love and warm hugs,

  5. Cathy,

    I much prefer to read real like stories. Thank you.

    Thank you PK.


  6. Hi PK and Cathy, I like reading real life stories, . Hope you are okay now
    love Jan.xx

  7. Anonymous6:48 PM

    Wow! That was a great story! i'd like to hear more too!


  8. Great little story Cathy. Sounds a lot like my marriage. And that dreaded matt. Yikes. I don't know if I could sit on it for an entire hour, I think that 30 minutes has been the most I have had to do. Hope to read more of your stories

  9. I loved this story the first time. I wish she would write more.

  10. I remember this story too. I often wonder about Cathy. I wish she would let us know how she and her family are.
    Thanks PK.