Quick Punishments


So what happens with the Implement of the Week? For quick on the spot punishments it’s conveniently placed where it can be used. The quick punishment will be a minimum of eight strokes with the Implement on the bare bum. If it’s a tawse then it can be used to strap my hands – maximum of two strokes per hand.

A Visual Deterrent


There’s nothing like a tawse lying out waiting to be used to act as a visual deterrent.

We goto the pub way too much, we drink way to much also.  Tonight we’ve came up with an idea to “help” us.   The original suggestion was along the lines of if tonight is not an agreed scheduled pub night then a tawse will be laid out as a visual deterrent.

The deterrent being whoever suggests that we go for a drink gets the business end of the tawse applied.  For Lady C this will be one stroke either on her bare bum or on her hands – she gets to choose at the time.   For me it will be strokes of the tawse probably on the hands in addition to some other nasty strap on my bum.

C took this suggestion and suggested that a two tailed tawse would mean no pub, whilst the three tailed one would mean a no alchol night.

We’d better put the tawse away soon, don’t want it lying out tomorrow just incase we want to go out, or worse still C might just fancy using it just for the fun of it 😦

Displeasure


HOH was having a bit of a rant today.   Seemingly she’s the only one that tidies up around here.   Wether she does or not is not up for discussion here.   “Are you displeased, My Darling (HOH)?”

“Yes, I am”, and started off again.   Anyway, I suggested that she meets with a suitable bottom warming implement in one of our outbuildings or cause some discomfort to my balls.

She decided on the latter specifically choosing to have my balls squished in a contraption made of two pieces of perspex with screws and wingnuts.   I don’t know the correct name for this thing, but it can be screwed very tight.

It wasn’t too tight this time and C didn’t even notice that I wasn’t squirming too much.    She did decide after 40 minutes or so that there would be an additional forfeit to help me remember to help her around the house.  This would take the form of the Dicktator.   After a bit of a struggle she managed, with a lot of help from me, to get it on and locked.

I’m thinking this was possibly the lightest punishment she could have issued.   A couple of swift slaps, light punches or kicks are far harder to take and getting back into position for the next blow is always difficult.   A strapping in one of our outbuildings would have been particularly punishing as the temperature has been down around freezing for the last couple of days and baring my bum for C to strap would be particularly sore helping C get her point over.  Think the thing that got me off the hook there was that it was cold out and we were nice and cozy in the house.

What would I rather have had?

The ball squishing in any form is not particuarly painful to endure and C is somewhat reluctant to put too much pressure on the family jewels.   That and Dicktation always seem to be a bit more of kinky sex than punishment.

A strapping, either on bum or hands, always feels more like a proper punishment. There’s ritual and just having a punishment implement out adds to the occasion.  Then there’s the strokes, that uncertainty before the first one lands and then the heat and sting.

After it, you feel punished and that justice has been served.  And that, for me, is the closure of the issue or absolution.    I don’t like when C is upset or hurt and I always feel that I deserve a harsher punishment than she gives.   Of course at the moment of impact I may change my mind.

A

Aren’t I A Good Boy?


We went two to three months where we couldn’t have any DD or maintenance.   HOH promised that she would be taking note and the punishment would be meted out at the earliest convenience.

Well that earliest convenience has passed and the grand total of punishments came to 2 strokes of the tawse – one to each hand.

Tawsed hands can be a bit of an ordeal, but both strokes did not land squarely and I expected that HOH would repeat them, but no.  All in all it was a bit of a let off.  Normally a hand tawsing is two, even three strokes per hand and these usually do connect and generate a lot of sting.

But for the complete period that accumulated punishment was a single stroke to each hand.    I can recall her saying quite a few times, “just you wait, you’ll pay for that” but cannot remember the circumstances or the occasion.   I must have been such a good boy!

Actually…

My Darling HOH, I am really sorry for upsetting you last week and making you cry.   We haven’t really talked about the full circumstances of it yet but I feel that the punishment you gave me fell short of any upset that you experienced.

I would like to be justly punished for this mishap and I know that the reason I hurt you so much is because of our love for each other.   I can also understand that you were lenient with the punishment because of your love for me and wanting us to have quality time together.    It will be hard for you to administer a long or hard punishment until your arm fully recovers, however I suggest that my bottom is punished under your instruction.

Can I suggest that the punishment of my bottom occurs shortly after you finish your work tonight but before I take you for dinner or have pre-dinner drinks.    Dinner is our celebration of being together after all these weeks and months being kept apart for all the usual reasons.

Sorry, my darling,

A xx

Punishment Part 3 – This is going to hurt


After HOH strapped my hands I was sent to retrieve the benchboard and some implements.

The benchboard is not so severe a position as the C’s standard on my hands and knees with ass in the air, but it does allow restraints to be used and that means I cannot escape the punishing strokes.

The main punishment started with ten strokes with Loopy Johnny followed by ten with the 3H Tawse.   Further batches of Loopy Johnny and the 3H Tawse were given 6 strokes at a time. HOH took her time and every stroke landed on the desired target.  After each batch C examined her handiwork and judging by the mumbles she was pleased with her efforts.

After a couple of more batches C decided that my ass had had enough of Loopy Johnny and Mr Tawse.   This meant, however, that it was time for C to have a bit of fun and “colour in” any whitish parts with a vigourous paddling using her Boudoir Paddle.   This really got me wriggling especially when several strokes landed in the same place and the top of the thighs.   It was soon over and after all the equipment was put away we had lots more cuddles and hugs.

I think C really enjoyed seeing me wriggling when she was paddling as she looked really smug when she had finished.

Being paddled over the benchboard gave me an idea for another spanking, but that’s going to be the subject of the next post.

A

 

Punishment Part 2 – Go Fetch The Tawse


“Go and fetch the tawse”, HOH commanded. Now give it to me.

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Domestic Discipline Total Obedience


I’m proposing a day or even two of DD Total Obedience for C.  “What is it?”  I can hear her ask later tonight when she hears about it.  Some would call it boot camp, some would call it BSDM, others just plain DD. Continue reading

Were We Bad?


The other day I had to give C a spanking as she has been performing a bit leniently as HOH.   As part of her punishment she was tasked with a mini boot camp to prove that she was a competant disciplinarian for a reduction in the spanking.   Honestly 15 seconds hand spanking and she was wriggling on my knee like she had been whacked with the evilest of our straps.  I think I’ll need to give her a lot more a get her butt toughened up a bit. Continue reading

Dilemma Solved


The dilemma mentioned here was solved by punishments for both of us.  Continue reading

A Year of Domestic Discipline


Yesterday was the one year anniversary of our domestic discipline agreement. As it customary with other anniversaries we thought we would do something to recognise the acheivement.

After getting dresed in suitable attire – a lovely green basque, matching knickers and a heels for C, naked except for a humbler for me – we got down to the business in hand.  First on the agenda was the renaming of the Mistress Strap – aka Bitch Strap – to become the HOH Strap.   To be used only by C at any time for maintenance and discipline.  I can no longer touch it except when explicitly commanded by C to fetch or put away.  The strap formally known as the Mistress Strap has been C’s favourite over the last year.  She finds it very easy to use and is always pleased with the results it produces in reddening by bum so it was appropriate that it was recognised.  C stated that she will continue the use the HOH Strap with as much, possibly more enthusiasm in the coming year.

Presentation ceremony of the HOH Strap over it was time for the special Annual Maintenance Spanking. We had decided that there wasn’t to be any maintenance or discipline at this ceremony, but after the results of the poll here it was obvious that our readers expected one.  The annual maintenance was in two parts.  A single stroke as hard as C could deliver was to represent the ending of the previous year with all crimes and misdemeanors having been addressed and completed.  Another single stroke even harder was to mark the start of the coming year and the to symbolise that the domestic discipline regime would continue but with stricter rules and harder punishments.  C delivered the first stroke but due to the position couldn’t get a really good swing.  The next year’s stroke didn’t connect too good either as landed a bit low catching the top of my legs – ouch.

In between strokes C applied some wax to my bum.  This was something that she’s wanted to do ever since the first days of our relationship.  She was a bit disappointed that the wax being ripped off didn’t reduce me to a blubbering wreck.  On the other hand she is pleased by the smooth lines of my rear end.  My bum is now clean and free of hair and prepared to receive punishments in the coming year.

We had some dinner accompanied by wine before retiring to the bedroom.  I then lay across C’s lap and we practiced some vows before C gave me a nice hand spanking.  We then ended the evening with some love making before heading off to the pub and complete the celebrations.  We did drink more that we intended and have possibly broken our rules on the first day of year two.  It was a special occasion and hopefully C will recognise the fact and I’ll escape a spanking.

Over dinner we had a mini review of the year past.  We could think of lots of good things that our year of domestic discipline has allowed, but we could come up with a single bad thing with the exception of my bum getting regularly roasting.  One of our DD goals is our health and in particular drinking less and losing a bit of weight.  It was really good that C managed to fit into one of her basques and looked stunning in it. If there was ever a good reason for continuing with DD then it was seeing C towering over me waring her basque and looking stern.

The last month or so we have been getting better prepared and putting more emphasis on DD within our relationship and we’re wanting to achieve more sooner. C has also recently discovered how quick and effective the alternate punishments like tawsing my hands, spanking my balls and locking me in a chastity tube are. So armed with her HOH Strap, the stricter rules and the recently added consequences it should be an interesting year ahead and most of it will be spent with my bum in the air.