04.13 Diary

Alarm went off 0800,  and again at 0815, as we thought we would be going to Service.
The heck with that, I decided, and turned the alarm off.
I got up at 1100, when told that breakfast was ready,  warmed-up apple turnovers.
I ate, drank coffee, and read the paper, and took my pills...which included a Chantix...
And immediately felt the aggravation in my stomach.
I went back to bed....
She joined me....and watched movies on tv while I continued to sleep.

I was awake at 1600....
And we talked a bit... then engaged in ... sex.
And went back to sleep, from 1700 to about 1900.
I got up, went to the toilet....showered...  half-dressed (shirt, socks, jock strap...)
And She entered my room, and said, "Bend over the bed."
I did, She went to the toy bag, and got out the heavy dark-wood paddle,  and delivered twenty smacks of it across my buttocks...   then went back to the toy bag, got out the medium church paddle, and delivered about 25 smacks to each of my buttocks.
I thanked Her, and took a few pictures, and She went back to the other room.
I continued dressing...and scooped out the litter box, and added much litter...then took another trip to the toilet...and made coffee...and kissed Her goodbye and packed up ...and was in my car, shortly after 2000.
And got to work, and clocked in at 20:38.

It was the night of the MTV Movie Awards...and it was pretty much ... nuts...most of the night...with a few breathers in between.

HsLS  7
HsLO  134
HsLD   4 1/2
D UN  110
DsLC  19 2/3

from The Ten Commandments
 All chores that need to be done at home are my job, unless She decides otherwise.

from My Manifesto
 I may post pictures of sessions, providing I do not refer to Her by Her given name. 

04.12 Diary

03:00 up to pee, and have a snack...
04:15  alarm.
04:30 up and feet on the floor...showered, dressed,  toilet...and out to car.
At work  05:53.
Out, from work  1046, and in my car.
Home, 11:41.
All I wanted to do was close my eyes for a few minutes before we had to leave...
But wasn't meant to be, every time I sat down, She had something else for me to do or get...

She showered, dressed, and we were in Her car, 1210 or so,  heading for a 1230 meeting at a restaurant, and we arrived 12:40.

This was ... like a two-way interview,  with Merry talking to this guy as a potential sub/slave, and this guy talking to Merry as a potential Domme/Mistress.

I was tired.
Not the kind of bone-weary tired one would get from digging ditches for eight hours, but tired from sleep-deprivation.
I was in a state of .... well, for a few minutes, I will feel my eyes uncontrollably closing, and then a few minutes of being awake, if not totally alert.
And, I can tell you this....if I'm ever in a war zone, and I'm captured by the enemy...and they want to extract information from me, all they have to do is ...keep me from sleeping for awhile.
When I get tired, really tired, my brain is no longer connected to my mouth.
Most, nearly all, of the time.... if you ask me a question, or ask my opinion...I am going to think before I respond.
Not for questions where there is one answer  that is factually based.
Ask me the derivative of x squared with respect to x, and I'll tell you, immediately.
Ask me what I want for dinner tonight, and I'm going to think about it for awhile.
Sometimes, I think so long about an answer, that somebody who does not know me well will repeat the question, thinking that I did not hear them.
But, when I'm tired....  my mouth opens, and words come out, without me having given them any thought.

And so....
Merry and this guy talked for awhile, nearly 90 minutes, while I pitched in a few words now and then (...errrgghh..) and  then we went our separate ways.

Merry and I were barely in the parking lot, and She said,
"I need to talk."
Uh oh.
When She says, "We need to talk," it could be about anything,  just something or other we need to talk about.
When She says, "I need to talk,"  it means, I fucked up, and She's going to tell me about it.
"FOUR times in there, you contradicted what I said.  You are NOT supposed to argue with me in public!"
She then went on to specify two of the times, which I readily admitted to. I'm still not sure what the other times were...  but no matter, I did do it.  I contradicted Her,  basically argued with Her.  A big no-no.
I said, "I did do that, and I'm sorry. I apologize.  When I am this tired, and I think you know how tired I am, my mouth is not connected to my brain, and quite often, my mouth opens, and stuff comes out of it to which I've given no thought.  I am sorry..."
She grumbled, "Well, okay..."  and we went on our way.
..To W's house, where She had to do some final cleaning and prepping, prior to his scheduled return from his vacation, which we thought would be on the 14th.
She started with watering the plants, and I sat down on the couch in the living room...and started to nod off.
She started working on the bathroom, then came into the living room..."Are you going to help me or not?"
Yes, me helping Her was the plan, with that plan being made before I wound up working the two early shifts... but I did manage to get up, and find the broom, and began sweeping the floors.
Then I asked, and She showed me where the Swifter was and I began... whatever the heck it's called, "swifting" the floors...and had done the other rooms, was doing the living room, when W and his roommate came pulling down the driveway, in a Uhaul truck.
Merry went out to meet them, and I continued until I was done in the living
room. And I gave the counters a second wipe down....
Her box...the one She always keeps in the car... of handy wipes..was in the kitchen, and the lid was in the sink, and I was just about to put the lid on the box, when She came in, yelling, "No no no, I have to wash that first..."
Taken completely by surprise, I let go of it,  and went outside,  across the driveway, and sat down against the wall of the other house, to sulk a bit.
She came out...and said, "Let's go."
We got in Her car, and headed off to do our grocery shopping.
We decided to go to the Von's nearby here, rather than the one closer to home, just to see the difference in availability and selection.
All was going well...
When we got to the ice cream aisle,  She found boxes of "Big Sticks",  and in Her excitement,  little-s emerged, and brought them to the cart, and said, 'Look what I got!'
Well, I had seen something I wanted to show Merry... but not little-s, and I told her, "That's great, honey, but I need Merry, right now..."
She said, "O...okay..."  and turned her head away from me, and closed her eyes, and in a couple seconds, Merry opened Her eyes.
And I pointed at some boxes in the ice cream case, and said, "So that's what I should use, right?"
She looked at the boxes.... marked "Magnum Mini" ...and kind of chuckled.
We finished getting what we needed...   and I snagged a venti ice coffee from the Starbx kiosk...and headed for check out.
Done, we went to the car and I loaded it all into the trunk.
In the car, I said, "I would sorta like to stop at Home D, for a few minutes, on the way home..."
She said, 'I would prefer to go home first, and unload the perishables, then go, if you want..."
"Home it is," I said.
We arrived home....I unloaded the trunk...got everything inside, and got everything away.
She started defrosting-prepping chicken for tonight's dinner, and said, "I have key in hand if you want to go to Home D."
"No, not now that I'm home..."
I sat down in my easy chair, thinking about a nap...which would not happen.
I was tired, so tired, but when I closed my eyes, they just popped open again.
I called my parents, just my weekly everything-is-great-here call.
I gather my whites and took them out to the washing machine....
And turned on the hot tub...
And sat down for my weekly reading of The Science of Mind....
Then, She announced, dinner is ready.

After dinner, I stripped, and went out to the hot tub, and after a few minutes, She joined me.

One..of many...topic of conversation was ....  the monthly HSM&PG party, scheduled for the next day.
By way of explanation, I am currently, by personal choice, on a hiatus from public play,  which is to say, I do not wish to be spanked ..in public...such as at parties...   for awhile.
By 'awhile', I told Her, some time previously, I mean,  probably until ..at least...She comes back from the Supreme meetings, in May.
My reasoning for this ....  at the last party we attended, I had a powerful panic attack,  brought on by the crowd, the noise, being left alone, and my own performance anxiety.   When She spanks me at parties, She does not hold much of anything back,  and I need to be ready to 'take it',  and sometimes I just worry whether or not I'll be able to.
And so, I want time to get over that, to get past that...  such that, for the next party I do attend, I won't have any lingering thoughts of THAT panic attack.
She respects my opinion and feelings on that....  and had made plans for a session of Her own, on the receiving end.
In the tub, I told Her, that it would not bother me at all to NOT go to this party.
And.... She agreed.   No problem, no hard feelings, no big deal.

We got out of the tub, and went off to the shower.

Afterwards, I went to El,  turned on my t.v., set the DVR to record Nurse Jackie, that starts a new season the next day, and set it to record Unforgettable, for which two episodes had already been broadcast....
And I found those two episodes On Demand, and I started watching the first one, as She came in to join me.  That ended...I started channel surfing, and found Pacific Rim... about halfway into it.
I started watching in...with Her next to me...and She was fidgeting,  first next to me, then rolling over, then rolling over again....  and cats were jumping on me... and I was just irritable,  and at 1:15 I just turned the t.v. off, and went to sleep.

HsLS  81
HsL0  110
HsLB  25
DAY Un 109
DsLC  18 2/3

from The Ten Commandments:
 I devote myself to serving Her, whether in the bedroom or outside of it. 

from My Manifesto:
 I will not 'post' or 'send' any pictures of Her face ...without Her express permission and approval.

04.11 Diary

Up 04.30 !  Good grief.  Working early shift today, why didn't I go to sleep earlier?

At work, or clocked in, 06:06 ... and out  16:05

In my car 16:20...and in wretched traffic, home 17:47.

Tried to take a nap in my easy chair, but it was not happening....
So I recorded some mail, got online for ..a minute....
She served dinner...
I stripped to boxer briefs and socks.
She was on Her computer, and I was heading for bed, where She would join me later.
I went to say good night to Her, and....  She told me to go 'fetch an implement'.
I went, and came back with the long dark-wood paddle.
She said, "Get over," and I got, over Her lap.
She smacked the seat of my briefs twenty times, then pulled those down, and smacked my bare, five times.
She told me to get up, kissed me good night, and I went on to my room.
Which, by the way, I've decided to call "El."
My room, that is.
So, when I say I'm going to my room, I can say, 'I'm going to El."

And ...I was working another early shift the next day, but only half of it....

In bed, sleeping, 23:30.

HsLS  57
HsLO  86
HsLD    1
D UN  108
DsLC   17 2/3

from The Ten Commandments:
 I will not argue with Her.  I yield to Her in all matters.  I submit to Her will and Her authority.

from My Manifesto:
 At home, all household members will sleep in briefs or such, that fully cover the buttocks.


 

4.10 Pictures only

Pictures...screen caps only... from the video we did on 4.10

4.10

Awake 0830....
And awake again 11:30, when I really did get up.
She was working, on Her computer, on Her household budget document.
I got some laundry started.
Then She wanted to get started on washing the horrid-looking  official dress She had for Her upcoming Supreme meeting.
Then, we got set up in the living room....
Her special chair at the ready, the video camera focused just so,   implements on a table at Her side.
She sat in the chair, I stripped naked, and started the camera, and ...we began.
After a brief talking set-up, I got over Her lap...
And to my bare bottom, She applied:
Ten smacks of the bath brush to each cheek;
Twenty smacks of the medium church paddle to each;
Twenty smacks of the light one-hole spoon to each;
Four of the bath brush to my right cheek, eight to my left cheek, then four again to my right;
Then She turned the bath brush and delivered eight of the long handle across my cheeks;
And finished with thirty of the medium paddle to each cheek.

Full video here:
http://mommyspanksme.blogspot.com/2014/04/410-naked-and-over-her-lap.html

and rather than post a bunch of pictures (screen caps taken from the video), here's one gif I created from some screen caps:




Then, up and on  to other things.
My laundry into the dryer.
Uploading the video from the camera to my laptop.
Paying bills on line.
Grabbing screen caps from the video.

She had a dinner to go to, and was picking up a friend  on the way...and She showered and was getting dressed.
I had an "Implements and Impact Play" class I was going to..
Which was scheduled from 18:30 to 20:30...and I looked at the clock...17:45, and thought, "Oh Sh*t"
I got dressed, gathered a few implements, and went to my car....
I knew about where I was going, but I also knew I needed to find a rediteller on the way, for cash.
Enroute, I found a neighborhood liquor store with an ATM, and was able to get a twenty, and went on to "The Center" where the class was being held, and arrived around 18:45.

I saw a few people ..with whom I'm acquainted..there.

First, I'll write that ..this was not a class like held in a dungeon...  no exposing of flesh.
Second,  as I explained to Merry, if you were to consider such classes as increasing in knowledge and difficulty ..from grades KG to 12...   then this class belonged in early elementary school.  
B-o-r-i-n-g!
 But, it would have been bunches better, if I was there with a partner....such as Merry...  who would have been happy to try out any of the implements available there  on my bottom, even with my pants still up.

Well, live and learn.
Went home....  
Got clean sheets on the bed, and other laundry away...
Fought with my laptop for awhile.
(I have two. The older one connects to our wi-fi easy peasey, but that one does not have the program I use for uploading videos from the camera, and then editing them.   The newer laptop has that program, but is very obstreperous when I try to get online with it).
I did, to an extent, and managed to upload this video from the laptop to this blog.
And ...dinner,  while watching another Archer episode.

She came home from Her dinner, went to the other room to take care of a few quick e-mails, She said,...
and I was asleep at 23:45 (like an idiot....  see next day).

HsLS  33
HsLO  62
HsLD  10
D UN  107
DsLC   16 2/3

from The Ten Commandments:
 I will obey Her rules willingly and obey Her commands immediately.  I will treat Her suggestions as orders.

from My Manifesto:
 I will never publicly disagree with Her.

Oh, the irony.   Just wait til Saturday's blog....

4.9 Diary

OFF work and in car 09.43....stopped for gas on the way to the freeway.
Home 1047.
Fed  the cats, scooped, undressed...  and started talking to Her.
She was waiting on a phone call about which She was nervous, and was looking for some stress relief...
And She was annoyed that I had left the implements used yesterday on the chest of drawers in Her room, which meant, specifically, that I did not clean the cane as I was told...
So
I got FDAU on the bed, as instructed, and She smacked my butt twenty times with the same medium paddle as yesterday, and another twenty times with the spoon.
...which had the dog or dogs in the room going berserk (BARK BARk BArk Bark).... and by the time She got everybody quieted down, She realized She had missed the phone call.
 At some point, She also realized She had the phone on vibrate.
She got the phone call, and a few more....
And we talked a bit, during which I told Her, I think it might help... if I'm allowed, or let myself moan, or say OWCH, or use other verbal outlets. ...
And we resumed, with me FDAU....   25, each buttock- paddle, 25 each buttock-cane, 25 each buttock-paddle, 25 each buttock-spoon...
Then in diaper position,  25 vertical cane strokes on each thigh, following by 4 horizontal strokes.....
Then we cuddled together...   and had sex.
And we showered, and dressed, and got  in Her car, and went to W's house, where She watered the plants, brought in the mail, etc...
Then we went to the Von's near his house, to see how  different it might be from the one near us...,  then headed home.
On arrival,  we had been told by Stitch, that he could not get water to come out of the hose in the front yard, so I fixed that....  then we got in my car, and headed off to Soup Plantation for dinner.
We had a bit of a tiff, just as we arrived, as Stitch mentioned that a person from the munch they went to the previous night... well, HE had mentioned our hot tub etc, and she said something like "just waiting on an invitation.."
Which has been a sore spot with Her and me, as I WANT to invite them (the best man and maid of honor at our wedding!) over to the house... but She has been putting it off....
SO we went inside...
By which time, little-s had emerged... and we ate.

And then headed home...and I was in a BIG hurry....  my bowels were.... well...  I wish I had a plug with me.
Home...and at the toilet...a few seconds too late, as I had quite a mess in my tighty whities.
And I was there... on the toilet, for awhile.

Finally...up...and into my bedroom.
This is a 2nd Wednesday, so She wasn't going to be sleeping with me, anyway.
But, she did come into and out of my room many times, either checking on me, or looking at the kittens, or looking for Tsu.
I watched the season finale of Justified on the dvr, and was asleep  oh   2300.

HsLS  9
HsLO  38
HsLD  10
D UL  106
D sLC  15 2/3


from The Ten Commandments
  I put Her pleasures, needs , and wishes before my own, and do not grumble or moan about it.

from My Manifesto
 I understand that punishments are used to aid me in becoming a better husband.

And to add to our ongoing yet tongue in cheek debate about my penis size:

4.08 Diary

Off work and in car, 0653.
Home, 0745...and She was not.
I remembered, She was taking Stitch to work, this morning....
I feed the animals, and scooped...and She arrived home.
She told me to join Her in the bedroom, when I was ready.
I took a short shower, and dressed in black stretch lace panties, and black ankle socks.
I declined Her offer of something to eat, and She told me to just sit on the edge of the bed until She came in.

After a few minutes, She came in, and we both got in bed.
Some small talk led to the conclusion that She was in the mood to dish out a beating, and I was in the mood to receive one... and I was sent off to fetch implements.
I suggested ..the ones we did not use the day before?  and She said, "Sure."

I returned to the bedroom, with the medium 'church' paddle, the 18" black delrin cane, and the heavy wooden spoon.  She got up out of bed, and took them from me.
In a minute, my panties were off, and I was FDAU on the bed, with my feet just dangling over the edge.
With my head turned to my left, I could see the reflection in the mirror, of Her behind me, swinging...
She told me to COUNT....
I watched and counted...  twenty five smacks of the paddle on each buttock.
I watched and counted.... twenty five strokes of the cane on each buttock....
I counted..  thirty smacks of the spoon on each buttock.
Then She said, "On your back."
Then... "Legs up, hold your knees..."
She smacked the paddle on my inner thighs.
Then She picked up the cane and said, "THIS is going to hurt."
   Well, what the fuck?!  Like it HASN'T hurt,up to now?
I think it was four vertical strokes of the cane that landed on the back of my thighs.
  Not surprisingly, She WAS right....
She added smacks of the spoon to various places on my cheeks... then She dropped the implements on the bed,  pulled my legs down, told me to scoot up on the bed...and relax.
  Unnnnggghh.... Such pain...and the glorious, wonderful, delicious afterglow and subspace.
She slid in bed next to me...
After a few minutes, I asked, "May I service you?"
She said softly, "Well  I won't stop you...."
I pulled the bedcovers off Her, slipped Her tighty-pinkies down Her legs and off Her feet, and began licking, and inserting my tongue between Her tightly closed thighs.
She came..a number of times, which I can tell, because Her knees buck into my chest, knocking away, each time....
Then She pulled me up, to Her.
With a full blown erection, I mounted Her...
And  ... there's no nice way to say it...
We FUCKED.
Ohmigosh, did we fuck.
It's been a goodly amount of time since we fucked like that....
And I felt it building.... up and up and ... I came,  blowing a hot load into Her.
 Ohhhhmigosh.

And She immediately pushed me off, and down, Her torso...
To begin the process of cleaning Her up, by eating Her ..out....
....One of my favorite parts of something I enjoy immensely overall.
Then She said, "Enough," and She got up, to fetch wipes, and finished up, wiping Herself, and wiping my penis.
Then She stripped the first sheet of the bed,  which was damp in spite of the towel that we had put underneath Her bottom, before we started.
And we lay together a scant few minutes....
And I had to get up, to get something to eat, in order to get some sleep before my longest shift at work.

I ate, and was back in bed....before 1100?
And awake around 1300...and could see, or hear, that She was fussing and fuming because the speakers connected to Her computer were not speaking, so I traced that problem, and fixed it for Her...and went and had a snack then back to sleep...
Awake 1530....gave Her cash, as She was going to pick up a much-needed prescription for me...
And back to sleep...
And awake, and up 1645....
Took some selfies of my backside, eight hours later...
Fed the animals...
Took a shower...dressed....
And went off to work, clocking in around 1925.

For an incredibly drama-free night.

HsLS  14
HsLO  14
HsLD  15
D UN  105
D s L Cig  14 2/3

From  The Ten Commandments...for a husband in a Female Led Marriage
1. I shall dedicate my life to Her happiness, and give Her my uncompromising devotion.

From My Manifesto
The form and extent of any punishment shall be at Her discretion and pleasure.

And pictures, taken after the morning funishment:

And finally....
yesterday, I posted this picture:

with a comment, asking Her if She wanted a t-shirt such as this.
She wrote back, "It would be a LIE."

Oh? What do you call this?

Okay, OKAY, you got me, I confess... the one above is NOT me or mine.
These next  two ARE:

Seems to me, that t-shirt would be appropriate.