I seemed to get a lot of extra canings this week and as i lay here in bed writing this, I can still feel the welts from 3 days ago.   My Master has seemed to be more attentive to my behaviour this week and nothing has gone under the radar.

I really need to learn to obey Him the first time He tells me to do something, but i find it hard, i have a habit of questioning His requests which always end up adding to the number of strokes or lashes i receive.

On Monday morning i awoke and was told to get the hair brush, wooden spoon, crop and cane.  With a list like this, a girl that has any nous at all will not question, but simply obey as quickly as possible.   i am glad i did because i received over 100 hard lashes from Him, if i had answered back i know it would have been more.

My relationship with Sir involves a lot of discipline, mainly because it’s what i crave.  Sir is very attentive to me on a daily basis and makes sure i have all my needs met before leaving me to get on with His world.  Spanking is regular, but never routine.

This week things seemed to have gone up a gear in the Brown household. 

Sir has always tolerated my swearing and has never really come down on me for it.  Well this week He has changed that, i have had my mouth washed out with soap twice already and been given extra lashes of the crop for it, oh yes and for those who have never had this ‘experience’, the taste of soap  lingers in your mouth for hours afterward.  Now Sir has put into place new rules that if i swear i get spanked each time and if i swear 5 times i get grounded for the whole weekend, and that’s just awful because it’s my free time to party a little and have some fun with my friends.

Although this seems unusual i am surprised by the attitude of my friends that know about my life with Sir.  They really honour Him and support His actions towards me, so much so that i feel ganged up on at times. lol

However in saying that let me say how much i really do appreciate my Master for His corrections and although at the time i would gladly  love to rebel against Him, and when i am being spanked i do admit to feeling the urge to swear or shout, but of course i dare not.  Not only because of what i would then incur, but also because I know that He corrects me because i need to be a lady and act in a manner pleasing to Him.

I cannot find this level of intimacy in ‘vanilla’ relationships.  I love being a sexy and intelligent woman that gives the ownership of my life to this wonderful person whom I love so very much.  It is so riveting waiting for door to open and to see Him undo His belt knowing that what i am about to receive is for the total enjoyment of us both.  I surrender to Him and give Him the power to do as He deems necessary.  Of course this level of trust has been built up over time and has grown into what it is today through trial and error and experimentation, and oh yes… learning the joys of submission.

It’s not all about correction and pain.

Sir goes to great lengths to create the atmosphere for my pleasure and to set the right tone for our sessions, even if they are punishments He always ends them with cuddles and reassurance of love and acceptance, leaving me emotionally secure and satisfied and believe me ….. i go to sleep satisfied.

My spankings are always on the bare.  i receive a text message or email telling me what to do in preparation and how to be waiting.  This sets the stage and m  anticipation creates hours of excitement and sexual foreplay.  Sir may give the instructions the nite before, My senses are so heightened that by the time He arrives I am in a state of exhilaration, and We both know that my whole being longs for that moment the door handle turns.

When Sir arrives He will call me over to Him either to stand before me or to kneel.  He tells me what He is about to do and asks if i have arranged the implements for my correction.  Now at this moment He is definitely my Master, as i kneel or stand before Him i am feeling very vulnerable and excited. He may tell me to open my legs and then He touches me, He may put me over His knee or over the couch and spank me.  It’s His moment, like a caption of a ship rules the sea, my Master Captains my life and rules me.  Oh even the sound of His voice right down to the tingle in my pussy. 

I feel my face reddening and i know what i am about to get is well deserved and needed in my life.  I look into His eyes at all times as a sign of His ownership of me. I also know that my eyes are telling Him all about the fear, excitement, anticipation and shame i am feeling right at that moment. 

His voice is authoritative.  I know He is the real deal and i am thankful that i have an experienced HoH in my life to administer correction, love and warmth.  

I will not tell you the spankings are easy to take as they hurt terribly and i long for Him to stop, but i know if He does stop too soon i will be disappointed, so great is the craving within.  After my correction, He makes me stand in the corner and count to 150 to think about how lucky i am to have a Daddy that loves me so much, then He calls me to Him and asks me if i have anything to say.  Of course there is only one thing to say.

“Thank you Sir, for spanking me.”

He always responds lovingly.

“Good girl.”

The day concludes with a bedtime story and sometimes a bedtime spanking, especially if i am still online when i should have my light out.  Sir tells me to go and pee and then tucks me up into bed and tells His little girl a story.  Most nights these stories end with Him putting His fingers on my buttons so His little girl will sleep well right through the nite.

Thank you Sir. xxx