Post Number: 179
|Posted on Saturday, October 27, 2007 - 08:56 pm: ||
MG had been irritable and tired because he had just gotten off of work and of course I had to go and make it worse by snapping back at him with an attitude. At first he let it go, and just gave me that look of warning to not do it again but on this particular night that didn't phase me and when he had asked me to please go and get him some aspirin for his headache I told him to go and get it himself and to leave me the F*** alone! After I had said it, I couldn't believe it had come out of my mouth the way it did. I immeadiatley told him I was sorry and I went to get the aspirin bottle.
When I had come back into the bedroom there lay the three dreaded implements that I hated the most and I knew that I was in trouble for sure. As I stared at the loopy johnny, bath brush, and lexan switch I started to apologize prefusley but it did not work. He told me to get in the corner because no apology was going to help me I stood in the corner waiting, my stomach churning with butterflies, and my hands starting to sweat.
After about ten minutes of reflection in the corner he told me to go over to the bed, lower my jeans down and bend over. I thought I was going to start crying right there and then. I obeyed his orders and waitied for the worst to come. He started to lecture me while I was in this bent over the bed position with my jeans down to my ankles, but at least I still have my panties on I thought. After the lecture he started out spanking me with the bath brush, fast and hard and it hurt but I composed myself and told myself I was not going to show my weakness and cry in front of him, no way!
After a dozen swats of the bath brush he told me to stand up and lower my panties, now I was afraid and I started to beg for mercy but to no avail he told me that begging will only prolong the punishment so I shut up, lowered my panties down to my ankles and bent back over the bed. He instructed me to count each strike of the lexan switch, which I did without missing a number but my poor bottom was on fire.
When I thought it was all over he instructed me to take off my jeans and pants completley from around my ankles and stand in the middle of the room bending over and touching my toes. I knew that this meant I was getting a round of that evil loopy johnny and I was almost in tears at just the thought of that evil implement striking my already poor sore bottom.
As he struck my poor bottom with the loopy johnny he would stop after a few seconds and ask me questions about my behavior and if I was going to change , and of course I was saying "yes Sir" to every question he had for me because all I wanted was for this punishment to end. He kept spanking with that loopy johnny until I was in tears, and telling him how sorry I really was. He knew I was truly being repentent of my terrible sins and the spanking ended. I stood up, and he came over and gave me a big hug, told me how much he loved me, and gave me a peck on the forehead and told me to behave! I was happy that he loved me enough to set me straight, but also loved me enough to be sensitive and hugged me afterwards telling me how much he really does love me!! It was a lesson well learned! The end!
Post Number: 45
|Posted on Sunday, October 28, 2007 - 11:43 am: ||
Lucky girl. Its funny how that loving at the end almost makes you forget the punishment before it.
Post Number: 180
|Posted on Sunday, October 28, 2007 - 01:06 pm: ||
Yep I feel that I am a lucky girl Even with all of our problems there are good points to our relationship too And yes I agree , the hugs, and kisses at the end of a punishment does make you forget about the punishment and after a punishment spanking I am back on a clean slate with him!! Once he punishes me, it's in the past and he never brings it up again which I had a hard time with at the start but now I like that he has truly forgiven me and he NEVER brings it up again to just hurt me! I had that in my marriage to my ex and it sucked!