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.
That’s our latest venture in Domestic Discipline, otherwise known as SSS DD. Its that time of year when we have almost permanent house guests and even getting the house to ourselves for 5 minutes for maintenance is impossible. Therefore we have thought up the Super Strict, Swift and Silent.
The straps and paddles make a lot of noise and it would be heard by inquisitive souls, therefore they are out. Loopy Johnny is relatively quiet and good for a quick couple of lashes. The small OTK cane is also quite quiet as is the crop. We haven’t used either of there for a while. The tawse on outstretched hands is another although it makes a slight noise – a noise that could be disguised by the TV or radio. The other major benefit is that it requires no undressing making it very swift to administer.
Swift was taken to mean, that any infraction was to be dealt with almost immediately. Now if in company that’s not always easy to do, however although we have guests we find ourselves in the back of the house in the dining room or kitchen alone quite a bit. For these occasions, Lady C can do some quick CBT, or its only ten steps out the french windows to the shed where it is possible to make slightly more noise. And who’s going to notice spanking noises coming from a shed? We’ve placed a strap out there just ready for use – I thought it was almost in clear view, but Lady C took the best part of 15 minutes to find it. The challenge was if she could find it, she could use it. Still waiting for that to happen.
So that’s the swift and the silent. The strict was a desire for Lady C to take note of absolutely everything I say or do and be able to find some fault with it. Lady C is still not as strict as I would like sometimes, there’s always that thing where she wants to be nice to me after a bad day at work. We’ll need to work on that one.
So today we find ourselves exploring the quiet and private places in our house with a list of outstanding punishments that need to be addressed. What better way to spend a rainy day?
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 😦
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.
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!
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,
Self Maintenance is complete. HOH Strap was used by me on my bare ass for the purpose of maintenance.
Can a self spanking be performed in a DD context and be considered as maintenance?
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.
“Go and fetch the tawse”, HOH commanded. Now give it to me.
Yesterday morning saw the start of another era – C set out to give a severe punishment without getting “soft”. Continue reading