Sunday, June 23, 2013

The First Real Spanking



For a couple months now, I have been reading your blogs. Your stories are real, funny and poignant. You walk your readers through the spankings you receive. I read every word and empathize the necessary pain and what happens to each of you after it’s over. 

It’s time to share my own story and I am nervous. The point of view is important here. Do I give my view point of what happened or do I tell it from a third person point of view? I think I will do a little of both. 

What I want to know is how a painful spanking calms and settles me. How does that happen? I am an educated woman and intellectually, I am mystified as to what is happening. What is my very sore bottom telling my brain? Why is the world set right again when the spanking is over?  Why do I love my hubby for spanking me? Why am I not angry?  How is it that a spanking calms me down? Why do I submit with grace and quiet when in my work-a-day- world, I am the feisty one. Somebody explain this to me. 

The husband and wife were prickly. She was out of sorts and he had other things on his mind. Even the details are now kind of fuzzy. She teased and poked. He said that was enough. They went out to dinner and things escalated. The wife was cranky making things worse. Silence and no communication followed. Ugh!

We argued about my lengthy computer time and the things that were neglected in the garden as a result. I was rather flip about it, but now cannot remember exactly what was said. I guess I shrugged a few times in response to what he said. I did not look at him or I might have seen that infamous look that husbands give their wives. We didn’t talk on the way home. A bad sign?

The wife went to the bedroom to change into work clothes. Her husband followed.
Taking his wife to the side of the bed, he undid her shorts and put her over the side of the bed. Then he bared her bottom. He spanked her with his hand and the wooden spoon.

I was taken in hand, but really taken more by surprise. When my husband came to me, I became totally submissive and followed him to the side of the bed. He said the spanking was for my attitude. He didn’t like it and the attitude needed to change. My bottom was stinging and I was holding still. I did not fight the spanks. This was no "good girl  spanking". This felt real and it was!

When the spanking was over, the husband held his wife. The couple went out to the garden. The husband was gentle and the wife leaned against him. They were now all right.




20 comments:

  1. I too would like to know how a spanking calms me and sets my world to rights again! If you ever figure it out, let me know.
    Sounds like your first *real* one went very well for you both. I doubt any of us will ever forget their first time....either one of them ;)

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    1. The stinging results in the calming........... go figure!
      Meredith

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  2. The never ending never fully answered question of why. Glad your first one went well.

    many hugs
    sara

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    1. Thank you, Sara. It went well, but it made such a big impression on me! And then to feel immediate calm. Wow!
      Meredith

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  3. You know Meredith, I once wrote a post about an ancient t.v. set. How the picture would turn 'snowy' and we would go up to the side of it and give it a smack. The picture then became clearer for a while. This was the best analogy I could come up with at the time. I know there are articles out there that explain why a spanking is a reset, but in truth...once you embrace the *who cares, it just works* line of thinking, the happier you will be!

    Good job on the spanking description btw.

    willie

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    1. I have learned quickly to count on you ofr your amazing humor. Next time my bottom is being paddled, I hope I rmember your analogy!!!! I guess I really don't need to know why. I just know that my stinging backside causes calmness, peace and serenity!!
      Meredith

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  4. I still say that you are one lucky gal. Your hubby is taking to spanking like a duck to water - so just enjoy it - I know I would ;)

    I am really happy for you - why it does what it does, even "after all these years" is a mystery, but a total blessing in my book!

    :)
    Cali

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    1. Lucky would not be the word for tonight. I am sore after the new purchase was used!
      Thank you for being there.
      Meredith

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  5. There's no explaining the magic of it, is there? Thanks for sharing...

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  6. Hi Meredith, Yep sounds a little familiar to me ;) It is a mystery.

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  7. mere, (you don't mind me calling you, mere, do you?) my first spanking was a lot like this. sweet and gentle with a lot of sting! i don't know why it works, but it does. took me by surprise!

    i've said it a bunch lately because it finally occurred to me what spanking did for my soul...it emptied my brain. it just let me get all the clutter out and clear the way for a new day (or in my case, a new week). i love that it works and am so sorry that i didn't discover it sooner.

    take now for instance, my bottom is tender and tomorrow shall be a wonderful day. i can feel it. literally! :)

    good for you, friend!
    hugs,
    m.

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  8. I regret so not living this way throuhout our whole marriage.
    Thank you for listening and commenting.
    Meredith

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  9. I just want to bawl big happy tears for you! :) I don't know why it works. I think a lot of it has to do with the fact that we can feel their love with every stroke. That love that refuses to let us self destruct any further. The love the wants to help us get back to our happy, free selves. What ever it is, I am so thankful for it! :) I am so happy for you that you got to experience this too. {{{HUGS}}}

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  10. Thank you, Es May. Your comments are tresured.
    Meredith

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  11. I don't understand the way DD works either, I just know it does. I suspect that it uses up my adrenaline. As a result, when I come to a tough situation I deal with it dispassionately without being influenced. But that's just a guess.
    Bea

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  13. My first real adult spanking was not the way I wanted it to happen. Seeing an older lady, she just had the motherly way about her. She would say, there are times I want to spank you and leave it at that. She would mention Joan her friend that at times would tell me the same thing, nothing ever happened. We three decided to spend a week on the coast, rented a nice cabin, secluded somewhat and for the first two days really great. Joyce decided she needed to go to town and that for Joan and I to stay, won't be gone long. Joyce left and Joan looked at me, I said what, she said that spanking you have been needing is going to happen. Her voice got stern, told me the trip to town was planned, and I best do as told. Joan pulled a chair from the kitchen table, told me to stand before her and to my shock my pants, underpants were pulled down. Oh she gave me a spanking, a very sound spanking. The worse was to come, when she stood me up, told me to remove the rest of the clothing, stand facing the wall. When Joyce returned, she told Joan very nice job. Joyce told me to turn around and I did as told, she said without a smile, that will not be the last spanking you get, she then pulled a large hairbrush from the grocery bag. She said I would be introduced to it before this trip is over. I was and to my shock it was Joyce who applied it while Joan watched.

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