Just so you all know junior and I went through a really rough patch, but we have been working on our issues and trying to keep our spanking relationship alive. See he works a lot and i work 12 hours a day everyday so that has not given us a lot of time lately not even for maintenance but i have expressed to him how angry and unruly it makes me if i dont have the authority i need in my life. Besides that i had two men spanking me which also was an issue but still couldnt get the discipline i needed because of distance and other issues. It was hard for me to let go of my long distance relationship but harder to keep a relationship with my disciplinarian i had here because after youve been spanked by someone for over 3years its hard not to become emotionally un attached. I was ready to throw in da towel many times because i felt hurt and i didnt want to hurt anyone else. So i had to make a decision to let go of one n just keep the one who is closer to me and that i have a longer history with.in my heart i feel i made the right decision and junior and i are working out our differences and we will be posting more vids soon cuz im way overdue n he is listening to me more to be more attentive to my spanko needs even things like scolding n taking the time to teach me how to control my temper and be more in tune with what my needs our. Domestic disciplined relationships take work and thats what we intend to do keep working on it.So stay tuned and thanks for all you wonderful spankos support!
So as I was driving to work today I was already running late, I noticed a text from my friend, in my haste to answer it is never noticed that it was a group text which was also sent to my husband, shortly after texting back my answer my husband called me out by responding to the group text, (sorry guys my wife obviously can't spell correctly when she's texting when she is driving, I will have to fix that when we get home) needles to say that I'm caught and in trouble. :/
Oh dear! The deed is done. A session has been booked with The Governess for this coming Bank Holiday Monday.
Unfortunately Ms. E is otherwise engaged and can’t attend but is looking forward to seeing the video footage. Her exact words were that she is “intrigued and can’t wait to watch”.
I have four full days to contemplate the punishment and the drive is in the region of 90 minutes. I suspect I should take a cushion with me for the drive back.
Can anyone tell me why the majority of the time when a girl is being spanked she is told "stay still". I would much prefer to see her gyrating wildly, then I know her bottom is stinging like crazy and it's far prettier and sexier to me. I would have no trouble waiting till she settles before laying another stroke of my Tawse on her pretty bare bum causing further massive gyrations.What do you spanked and spankers think.
Tiis isn't spanking related, I'm afraid, just something I'm interested in. So, if you haven't heard the song I Would Do Anything For Love (But I Won't Do That) by Meatloaf then listen to it. Immediately. This second. All twelve minutes of it. One of the greatest of all time, I sa. But it's also tortured so many people for so long with the question: 'What is THAT'? Accoridng to Meatloaf, this is the question he is asked the most. So many people don't understand what he won't do for love. As it happens, I know the answer. I am curious, hwoever, to hear other people's takes, and see if they know what 'THAT' is - no cheating and looking it up before replying, I will reveal it in the comments at some point. If you have any ideas of your own you've worked on, please tell me what they were. If not, please speculate freely. I hope I don't get the right answer too soon, however, as I love seeing speculation.
Anyone willing to coach me through skype? Just got signed up with an account. I'm actively packing, so you can see some random stuff in my house, plus me in my jammies though I did just throw some makeup on. I'm 38, possibly leaving a relationship, just looking for company as I go through my belongings. My . name is abbywilliams1978.
In the order the videos presently appear; giving the title (theme), I am present in all these videos, I am the disciplined
familial discipline - razor strop (Ivan top)
familial discipline – belt (Ivan top)
To the woodshed, part 2 (Ivan top)
To the woodshed, part 1(Ivan top)
School discipline – butt (Jim & Rich & Ivan top)
prison straps (bottom; Ivan top)
School Discipline (Ivan dom hands not butts)
In the order the videos presently appear; giving the title (theme), I am present in all these videos, all are self discipline (strap, belt, paddle or whip), I am the disciplinarian, I am the disciplined
what happens to old sneakers, soles, rubber (rubber instruments)
the belt: familial discipline (belt)
Birthday Request 9 (2016 BR 9)(flagellation/whipping)
Birthday Request 8 (2016 BR 8)(strap hand)
Birthday Request 7 (2016 BR 7)(discipline/strapping - tawse, prison strap)
Birthday request 6 (2016 BR 6)(discipline/strapping - tawse, prison strap)
Birthday request 5 (2016 BR 5)(discipline - various instruments)
Birthday request 4 (2016 BR 4)(discipline/spanking - hand as instrument)
Birthday request 3 (2016 BR 3) school discipline (strap hand)
Birthday Request 2 (2016 BR 2)(discipline - various instruments, outside, snow)
Birthday Request 1 (2015 BR 1)(discipline - various instruments,shower, wet)
belting on April Fool’s Day 2015 (discipline/spanking - belt, outside, snow)
making a ‘leather butt’ or tanning the hide (paddling)
A leathering wasn’t enough (flagellation/whipping)
Replica of the Texas Prison Strap (strapping)
prison straps (instructional)
Devotees of hand strapping: trouble in the playground (strap hand)
Self flagellation-self discipline (flogging)
regulation thickness rubber & canvas school hand strap (strap hand)
London Tanners thick 3 tail H tawse (strap hand)
In the order the videos presently appear; giving the title, I am present in all these videos as the dom (top),disciplinarian
Ivan gets toasted buns September 2014
Ivan and cp disciplinarian – otk small paddles
Ivan meets spankinc CPS again
Ivan meets disciplinarian again – series of leather instruments
Ivan & spankinc Canadian prison strap (CPS)
Ivan and a cp disciplinarian – otk hand
Ivan meets disciplinarian again – leather prison straps
Sub meets disciplinarian
In the order the videos presently appear; giving the title, I am present in all these videos, all are self discipline (hand, strap, paddle self-spank)
Maintenance spanking 01-05-2016
Maintenance spanking 28-03-2016 (self spank hand, leather strap/paddle, wood paddle)
Maintenance spanking 23-03-2016 (self spank hand)
Maintenance spanking 20-03-2016 (self spank harness leather looped strap)
Naughty boy punished (self spank 2 leather straps riveted together with solid core)
Well its official daddy's little girl has earn herself a severe spanking. Yes I broke daddy's rules and will not go into details on what happen, all that needs to be said is that I broke the rules and now I have to be punished for it. Yes daddy has spanked me a couple of times as you seen on my profile, but not a severe one. In RL I never had a severe spanking before, so this will be my first severe spanking. It will take place this Thursday afternoon. Daddy said he has to learn me. So I have to be a good little submissive and take what's coming to me. So I guess ill be a big girl and take my punishment. It will be a experience I wont forget that's for sure, I know daddy knows what's best for me and is only punishing me because he loves me. I just need to stop being hard headed and listen to daddy and obey the rules.
I was set to start a new job working as a secretary, and personal assistant to one of the most powerful business men in our state. I knew I could do the job with my eyes closed, but throughout the entire interviewing process my soon to be boss had me on edge. It was unlike me to get so nervous; however, because of his dominant personality in his presence I felt like a child on their first day of school. In my opinion his manner was rather gruff, and his gaze held me like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming vehicle. There was definitely something demanding, and extremely dominant in the vibes he gave off. Oh well it was a job. I’d be earning above average wages for a position such as this, which also happened to have an awesome benefit package. I’d be crazy not to take the job just because of that little worrisome voice in my head sending me a warning message. I’d have to get used to it, because if I hoped to ever finish my degree I needed the income to start rolling in quickly. I was set to start a new job working as a secretary, and personal assistant to one of the most powerful business men in our state. I knew I could do the job with my eyes closed, but throughout the entire interviewing process my soon to be boss had me on edge. It was unlike me to get so nervous; however, because of his dominant personality in his presence I felt like a child on their first day of school. In my opinion his manner was rather gruff, and his gaze held me like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming vehicle. There was definitely something demanding, and extremely dominant in the vibes he gave off. Oh well it was a job. I’d be earning above average wages for a position such as this, which also happened to have an awesome benefit package. I’d be crazy not to take the job just because of that nagging worrisome voice in my head sending off warning bells. I’d have to get used to it, because if I hoped to ever finish my degree I needed the income to start rolling in quickly. I had the weekend to pull myself together, and shake off the uneasy feelings that had been creeping at the edges of my psyche. I planned to go shopping Saturday for some new office attire, and shopping Sunday for the pretty underneath clothes. Sunday's items were definitely not office attire, but I knew the lacy pretty bras, slips, thigh-high hose, garters, and panties would give me a little lift in the courage department. After all, I'd be one of the few women in a male dominated office, and building in general. Yikes!!
Monday morning came way too soon with all the running around I had done the previous weekend I felt unrested and unready to face my new boss. I didn’t get anything ready the night before, so it took quite some time for me to settle on the perfect outfit for my first day of work. I grabbed a cup of coffee, retrieved everything I’d need to dress myself underneath as well as one of the new outfits I had purchased, and then hit the shower. Dam I was running late on my first day! I had made a promise with myself never to do anything to earn one of my boss’s icy glares; subsequently, I had shivers running up my spine, fear tingling in my legs, and anxiety churning my stomach. I’d heard some rumors he was a member of some sort of discreet clubs, and held private parties at his home, which were connected to whatever his club memberships were about. It wasn’t my business anyway, and I really didn’t care what clubs he belonged to. It was probably one of those all male cigar clubs or something else of the sort; however, the one other woman I’d met in the office building had a very serious, frightened look on her face when she was gossiping to me about my new boss. It seemed like she was almost trying to warn me about something. Deep in thought I’d lost track of time while getting ready, and now I would arrive even later than I originally thought. What a terrible beginning to the start of a brand new job!
Traffic was terrible on the freeway, but I finally arrived, drove into the parking ramp to find the nearest possible spot to park, and wouldn’t you know it I ended up in the furthest spot still available for employees. I grabbed my briefcase, locked the car, and began running in my three inch spikey high-heeled shoes. Once on the elevator I fixed my make-up, ran my fingers through my hair, and prayed my boss would let me slide on being tardy this one time. I just couldn’t take his icy glare this morning I was already wound-up as tight as a spring.
I finally made it into the office, set my things down on my desk, checked the calendar for the day, I was about to sit down and suddenly heard my boss yell my name. “Yes sir, may I help you with something?” “Ms. Brown, when I call your name you are to come into my office immediately.” “Do you understand me?” “Yes, I’m sorry.” “Yes what Ms. Brown?” “Ummm, yes sir?” “Good girl.” “Please get a note pad or recorder, come back, and take a seat Ms. Brown.” “I have some rules I need you to make note of, they are important, and it will definitely be to your benefit if you memorize each one of them, and follow them at all times without excuses.” “Today I’m going to let your tardiness pass.” “Know that this is only because I failed in my responsibilities to you and to our working relationship by not telling you these rules before I hired you.” “So Ms. Brown, if you feel you are unable to follow the rules I set forth for you feel free to let me know so I can begin looking for your replacement.” “Sir I’m sure I won’t have any problems with the rules you set for me while I’m working for you.” “Ms. Brown one should never say that before they know the rules, and the consequences for breaking said rule/s. Then suddenly my mouth and throat were as dry as the Sahara desert mid-summer. No matter how hard I tried I could not find my voice, and my mouth just kept opening and closing. My boss was actually chuckling deep in his chest trying to keep it low enough so I couldn’t hear him. He was LAUGHING at me! This….this…this man was incorrigible. The anger must have flashed across my face because right at that moment he actually smiled at me. “Oh Ms. Brown we do have a long way to go; however, I do believe I’m going to enjoy this journey with you like no other.” “Sir, I’m sure I have no idea what you are speaking of.” “No Ms. Brown you don’t, but I promise you that eventually you will understand very well.” “Now, we shall proceed to the business at hand Ms. Brown.” “I strongly recommend you write each and every one down Ms. Brown.”
“Rule number one: You will refer to me as Sir at all times, and are never to use my first or last name for any reason.” “The only exception will be when you are dealing with clients on the telephone, clients coming in for meetings, or when I need you as a personal assistant in the public arena.” “There are many occasions when I will need you with me when I meet clients for dinner, lunch, and the occasional munch.” “What is a munch Sir?” “It’s nothing for you to concern yourself with at this time Ms. Brown.” “Yes Sir.” “Consequences will be left up to my discretion Ms. Brown, but since you are new to the ummm, rules I will give you a warning first for most of the rules I set forth, but not all.” “Some broken rules will earn immediate, possibly severe consequences/punishment depending on the rule that’s been broken.” “Some are more important than others Ms. Brown, do you understand thus far?” “Yes Sir.” “Good girl.”
“Rule number two: You will arrive to work promptly at 7:45 a.m. to make my coffee, be prepared with my schedule immediately, and be well organized upon my arrival at 8 a.m.” “I will obviously compensate you for all hours worked.” “You will receive two warnings only if there is a good reason for your tardiness, such as a flat tire on the way to work; otherwise, you will only receive one warning before the rule is enforced by an appropriate consequence.” “Excuse me Sir, you keep referring to consequences, but I don’t understand what the consequences are.” “Would you fire me Sir for being late to work after one warning?” “No Ms. Brown, I will not fire you, and hopefully for your sake you will never have to receive a consequence for a broken rule, so let us not worry ourselves over consequences at this point in time.” “Yes Sir.” “Good girl.” What was it with him always calling me a good girl? It caused a stirring within me every time he said it, and at the same time woke-up the fury within the independent part of myself I worked hard to develop. I wasn’t able to figure this man out, nor did I understand my own constantly conflicting emotions.
“Rule number three: You will not disagree, argue, disrespect me, or any other MALE employee in this office.” “You will obey all requests from me; however, if they come from another MALE employee in this office, and if you think the request is wrong in some way you have permission to bring it to me first. If those types of situations arise, which I’m pretty darn sure they will, I will have the last word/command on the issue at hand.” “Do you understand rule number three Ms. Brown?” “Yes Sir, but…what if I don’t like/want to complete a task I’m asked..ummm commanded to do because it’s not part of my job?” “Then Ms. Brown, you are free to leave and seek other employment; of course without a recommendation from me or this company.” Good girls do what they are told, when they are told, and how to do them.” “Are we clear now Ms. Brown?” “Yes Sir!” “Do I sense an attitude Ms. Brown?” Because rule number four is about attitude, and we can start working on that right away if necessary.” “Is it necessary Ms. Brown?” “No.” “No what Ms. Brown?” “No Sir, I’m sorry Sir.” “Good girl Ms. Brown.”
“Rule number four: “When you enter this office you will leave all your problems at home.” “I expect you to enter each day with a smile on your face, a good attitude, with a mindset appropriate for completing your work in a timely, but correct manner.” “Yes Sir, I understand Sir.” “Well, good girl you answered before I had to ask.” “You may get the hang of this job and everything it entails after all.”
“Rule number five: “You will wear dresses or skirts, high heeled shoes, a slip, no excessive make-up, well done hair, nails, and that includes toe nails, and thigh-high hose with a garter belt lest the elastic fail and allows them to fall down.” “But Sir, how can you dictate what I’m to wear?” “Like I said Ms. Brown, if you feel you cannot comply please by all means collect your things and seek employment elsewhere.” “Yes, Sir I understand rules number one, two, three, and four Sir.” “Good girl, but I’m warning you now enough with the attitude, or you’ll find yourself across my knee, understand Ms. Brown?” All I could manage was a sputter, wide eyes, and finally “yes Sir.” Of course he had another good chuckle at my shocked reaction. Oh, the nerve of this man! I was not a child in need of a spanking; my parents never even spanked me. How dare him!