Post Number: 25
|Posted on Thursday, January 26, 2017 - 07:46 am: ||
So I have not been on her in a little bit and that's because I was grounded for a week. I hate being grounded !! I got in trouble for talking back to my husband and then did not willingly take my Spanking I had earned. I was spanked HARD and grounded for a week. So this is how my week went
First off the first Spanking I got for talking back and not taking my punishment was horrid. I should have been a good girl and accepted my Spanking but I had a wild streak for some reason. My husband gave me a good lecture while warming me up with his hand. He washed my mouth with soap and without rinsing I bent across my desk for a paddling. He then paddled my inner thighs with a ruler till I was screaming crying. He let me rinse and calm down then bent me over the back of the couch for a long hard strapping. He laid into me from one side then the other without ever missing a beat. I could hardly feel one lick before the next one was coming. I thought he couldn't go for long at that pace but he would slow only to tell me how bad I needed to have my ass tore up with the strap and then went for another round. By the time he was done I was well spanked/ beaten and couldn't regret my defiance more! I sat on a wooden chair in the corner for 30 mins then returned to him. This is when he ordered my grounding.
During punishments like being grounded he gives me rules for everyday and I am spanked of the least infraction, even more so than usual. So last week I was made to wear a skirt everyday with no panties. I wasn't allowed to go anywhere and phones were only to call/text him and I had to get permission before calling anyone else. No TV at all. Early bedtime. Corner time while he showers in the morning and while he eats dinner. On the last night I was made to bend over the back of the couch while he ate holding the strap waiting for my final punishment. That was horrible!! Each little misstep was a paddling or Spanking of some sort. One day I got paddled before he went to work because his shirt had a wrinkle in it after I ironed it. The skirt provides easy access to my bare butt whenever he gets ready. He took the hair brush to my backside a few times for things like pillows being crooked on the couch. One day laundry was not put away when he came home because I had just changed it out and he immediately hand spanked me then switched my legs and after I put it away I stood with my nose to the wall for 30 mins. I was also spanked at bedtime every night. If I were to somehow not get in trouble that day I would have only gotten his hand but that never happens. So each night after he was finished with dinner he would tell me to leave the corner and go wherever he chose. Night 1 I got the spoon bent over the kitchen table. Night 2 I got the hairbrush over his knee. Night 3 my bottom was so bad looking he switched my legs and rulered my inner thighs. Night 4 is when the laundry wasn't put away so I received a good dose of the thin whip we just bought. It's very skinny and stings like the devil. He whips me on my back with it being careful to avoid the lower back of course. For this I lay on our bench so my hands can be restrained. Night 5 my bottoms was back in Spanking shape so he gave me the leather paddle. Night 6 he went back to my thighs , back and inner, with a ruler. Then came night 7. The final night. I laid over the back of the couch and held the strap while he ate. He would say things every once in a while like " you just think I tore your ass up the other night. Your gonna learn a lesson tonight you won't soon forget". When he came in and picked up the strap he started slow giving me a lick then lecturing me. He said he hated having to punish me but that he thought this week had done me good. He said we will start doing maintenance more often and maybe he will use grounding more often to keep me in line. He lectured for a while about obedience and how my ass is his to wear out anytime he wants and he expects my complete submission or I can expect to not sit anymore.
He strapped me long and hard and he was right it was twice as bad as the night I talked back. He whipped me with his strap on my bottoms and thighs for what felt like forever. He also whipped my legs with the thin whip which he has never done. That had me jumping around which led to me fetching the bench so he could restrain me. He made me also bring him the brush. The bench holds my legs apart as well so he tore my ass up with the brush and also my thighs and inner thighs. I screamed till I was hoarse. By the end I was just laying there sobbing and taking my beating like a good sub. He finally let me up and I was allowed to put cream on to soothe me a little. Hope I never get grounded again!!