Showing posts with label discipline. Show all posts
Showing posts with label discipline. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Latest e-book reading from The Spanking Hand Book and the Spencer Spanking Plan

I am currently reading The Spanking Hand Book: The Authoritative Guide on Adult Discipline. I am throughly enjoying reading books on my small e-reader. It also helped that Kobo had a pretty good sale on e-books over this long weekend.

Anyway, I was reading up on the Spencer Spanking Plan, which is a contract originally created in 1936 by Dr. Dorothy Spencer for couples to sign. The following is an excerpt from the Erotic Story: The Spencer Spanking Plan:
Date _______ 19___ 
I, . ____________________ wife of ____________________ .
do hereby acknowledge that I have read the Spencer Spanking Plan and approve of the doctrines it advocates. From this date on it is my wish to have my conduct regulated by the enforcement of these doctrines. I give to my husband, therefore, the full right and permission to spank me whenever he feels such discipline would prove helpful and be in accordance with the spirit of the Spencer Plan.
This Agreement has been entered into willingly – and for no other purpose than to improve my disposition and secure the general benefit that always comes from the enforcement of intelligent discipline. I understand that I will be spanked without fail if I break my promise to refrain from: (List Causes which have been agreed upon.) I promise to cooperate with my husband faithfully. I will get ready for the punishment promptly when asked to do so and I will bear him absolutely no ill-will for so disciplining me. 
(Signed)
x _________________________________ (wife)
x _________________________________ (husband) 
II. For Her Husband
I, _________________________husband of ____________________________:
in accordance with her wishes, as expressed above, do hereby promise and agree to spank my wife when-ever I feel such discipline would prove helpful to her.
My guy and I don't have any sort of doctrine. We just have an agreed understanding that I am his bad girl who needs to be punished fairly often.

Sunday, February 08, 2015

Snow and fun spanking texts before boarding

Last week was another hectic one at the office. Throw in some snowstorms to make the workweek even more challenging. Hey, why not?

I was so exhausted that I slept for 9.5 hours on Friday night. Needless to say, blogging has taken a temporary backseat.

Last Saturday, my guy boarded a plane and was flying to Warsaw for yet another business trip. For the last couple of trips, he has been sweet to text me up until the cabin announcement kicks in that everyone has to shut off their electronic devices.

An excerpt of our fun conversation went like the following after I had made a joke about my guy (MG):
MG: You're bad
Me: No, I'm a good girl
MG: No, you're too naughty
Me: Only you say that. I'm good. (makeup icon)
MG: Need to be disciplined
Me: I don't think so.
MG: I know so
Me: Well, you're away for a bit, so my bottom is safe from Mr Meanie
MG: You're lucky I'm not with you right now
Me: Yes and no. I miss your lips
MG: Or I would be punishing you
Me: But, you would spank me hard for no reason
MG: Yes I would
Me: See, so unfair, Mr Meanie!
MG: But there are many reasons
Me: Nooooo
MG: Yesssss
MG: Bad girl
Me: I went to Costco this week and didn't eat a hot dog.
Me: Therefore, I'm a good girl.
Me: Nooooo
MG: Temporarily
Me: Good girl
Me: Nooooo
Me: All the time
MG: No way
Me: Good girl = me = yes!
Me: Mr Meanie = mean = wrong to spank me for no reason
MG: Even if you tried to be good, you're still bad and deserve a spanking
MG: We're taking off
Me: Nooooo! See, you're so unfair to good me
Me: Okay
Me: Safe travels
Me: Sleep well [kiss emoticon]
MG: Thanks! [kiss emoticon]
Our text conversations make his departures a bit easier to take.

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Good morning call and aftermath chat about my rear end

On Friday, my guy did the sweetest thing. To most, it wouldn't be a huge deal. It was to me.

I tend to get to the office by 08:30 when I am there in the mornings. I got a call at 09:05 from my guy, who was in the training room. He has never done that before.

The fact that my car was obviously in the parking lot tends to put him at ease and makes him happy. I noticed that he was in the office earlier than usual. He told me that he stayed at his friend's place overnight, which is closer to work than if he drove from his place. It also helped that many folks took Friday off, kicking off the long holiday weekend here, and made the morning drive to work a lot easier.
"Did you get enough beauty sleep? Well, you don't really need any. You're fine," I said to him.
"I woke up at my regular time of 07:00," he replied. I could tell that he was smiling, judging by the cheerful tone of his voice.
We talked some more. I am not sure exactly what we were talking about.
"Maybe I should flash them, to make the seminar is interesting," he said.
"Well, if you did that to me, I'd be very happy. However, to your attendees, you may not have a job after that," I explained.
"Are you by yourself upstairs?" he asked me.
"Nope," I said.
"Shouldn't you be careful about what you're saying?" he said, in his usual paranoid way when it comes to our private conversations in the workplace.
"Don't worry. All is fine."
"I do worry," he admitted.
"I know you do. It's okay."
My guy wished me a good day and said that he wanted to say good morning to me. I am glad that he did. I said that we'd talk later.

At lunch, he called me. He was waiting in his car in front of our office building. Minutes later, I waved to him while walking to his car and then got in.

I reassured him that all was okay with our conversation this morning. My colleague actually thought that I was talking to our other writer. My guy was fine after that statement, as I am comfortable talking to anyone.
"How's your rear end?" my guy asked, referring to our flogging session the other day.
"It's good now," I said. "The pain was immediate, lasted for a few hours, left some marks, but went away faster than I had thought it would. When you spank me hard, that pain lingers for a day or so. It's good. We should do it again."
"Sounds good," he said, smiling at me. "I was worried about you."
It's great that he's my best friend, my lover, and my disciplinarian. It all works nicely.