♥ Scenes I've written Club Seven Diaper position discipline

♣ 7

Diaper position discipline

Camera on tripod or third-party operator

He enters the room, naked, and sits on the edge of the bed, 

then lays back, then lifts his legs, straight up and spread, and 

holds them with his hands.

She holds Black Delrin cane.

She hits his cheeks, alternating between left and right, (RNG 20-40 )times.

She hits the back of his upper thighs, alternating left and right, (RNG 20-40) times.

She hits the back of his lower thighs, alternating left and right, (20 - 40) times.

She gets on the bed, kneeling behind his bed, covers his junk 

with her left hand, and strikes between his buttocks and 

directly on his taint, (RNG 10-20) times.

She gets off the bed, and allows the camera to focus on the results.

She tells him to lean back, and relax.

"I really like beating your ass with you in this position.
  I'll like it even better when I have some of my friends over to watch!"

*LofM* Scenes Ive written Omega Seven Academy of Discipline and Punishment Training

Six a.m. on the clock.
He knocks on the door.

Dressed in black, clipboard in hand, she opens it.

"Name?"

"John Smith."

"Right on time.  Welcome to the Academy of Discipline and Punishment Training.  Step in."

He enters the foyer, she closes the door.

"Strip, put your clothes in that basket.  You'll remain naked the duration of your stay."

He strips.

"Was it your wife's idea to come here?"

"Yes."

"That's 'yes, Mistress'.  Only reminder you get."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Does she discipline you, at home?"

"No, Mistress."

"She wants you to learn how to accept her discipline?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Which is usually the case.
"You were told to do a thorough anal and rectum cleansing before arriving here. Did you?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Fine, first thing, up to the wall facing it.  Here's a quarter, get your nose against it, holding it to the wall. Hands clasped behind your neck.  You must stand there perfectly still, until you are ordered to do something else."

He goes to the corner and waits.  (RNG minutes 30-60) 
 but camera fades out after one minutes.

"Time," she says,  "Turn around, put the quarter in your pocket, oh sorry, never mind, hand it to me.  You are now going to learn positions for discipline.  By the time you leave here, you will have them memorized, and ready to assume them promptly when ordered by your wife. 
Bend over, hands to ankles."

He does so.

Implement in hand behind him, she says, "Say the words 'position one' with each swat.  Begin!"  She initiates the swatting, and he moans and says "Position One" with each, for (RNG....)swats.

She pulls a chair out, and says, "Bend over the back of the chair, your hands on the seat of the chair.  Position Two. You may be restrained in this position.   Repeat 'position two'.  With implement in hand, she applies swats, as he moans and repeats the words,  for  (RNG ... ) swats.

"Get up, go to the table, bend over the edge of the table, extend your arms out. You may be restrained in this position, which is Position Three. Repeat the words."  She applies swats of an implement, as he moans and says "Position Three" for  (RNG .. ) swats.

"Your bottom is coloring nicely, but I sense it's getting numb.  That's no good.  Over here to this stool."

He rises, goes to the stool, with a suction cup dildo attached to it.  

"There's lube there, I'll give you one minute to lube it, and sit on it til your buttocks are on the seat.  Go!"

He quickly lubes the dildo, and aims his cheeks onto it, lets it enter his anus, and grimacing, sits down, til it's in, and his buttocks are on the seat. 

She goes behind him, and cuffs his hands behind him.

"Do not move until instructed otherwise.  Now I have business in the another room."  She leaves.

He stays there (RNG minutes 15 - 30), camera out after one.
  END PART ONE

She returns, unlocks the cuffs.  "Stand up."  
He does.
She looks at the dildo carefully.  "Good.  Pull the dildo off the seat, go into the bathroom, wash it in hot soap and water, relieve yourself if need be, you have ten minute, GO."

He goes,  and returns, dildo in hand.  She takes it, sticks on the stool.   
"Position four.  Prone, face down on the table, your hips over the pillow, Go."
He goes, climbs up on the table, and lies flat on it. 
"In this position, you might have your arms and legs restrained, you might be told to fold your arms under your chest.  I want your arms extended straight out. You should know what to do."
Implement in hand, she swats (RNG --) times as he moans, and repeats, "Position Four".  

"Up, on your knees, face on the table, arms out on the table.  Position five."  She swats with an implement, as he repeats, "Position five,"  for (RNG-- ) times.

"Turn over, on your back ...  legs up, pointed to the ceiling, hands on the back of your knees.  Position six."
She swats his buttocks and thighs for (RNG --) as he repeats, "Position six."  
"Spread your legs, hold them open. Left hand to your scrotum, cover it.  Position Six Open."  She swats his inner cheeks, his taint, his anus, with an implement (RNG --) times as he moans and says, "Position Six Open."

"Now off the table.  Stand up straight, hands clasped behind your head....break time.  Stand there without moving, until told otherwise."
She leaves the room, he stands there for (RNG minutes 15-30), camera fades after one.
END PART TWO

She returns.  "This is Position Seven.  Your feet should not leave the ground."  She swats his bottom with an implement,  (RNG -- ) times,  as he repeats, "Position Seven."

"Stand there, hold your arms straight out.  This is so you're ready for cuffs to be put on. Buckle or velcro leather cuffs are often used, I'm using handcuffs for simplicity." She puts handcuffs on his wrists, then ties one end of a length of rope to the links between the cuffs, and says, "This rope goes through the hook in the ceiling above you. You're taller than me, do so."
He reaches up,and gets the rope through the hook.  She pulls down on the loose end, his arms go up , until he is on his tiptoes, and she ties the rope down (somewhere).
"Position Eight."  She applies (RNG --) swats of an implement to his buttocks, as he repeats, "Position eight."
"This position allows for punishment to any part of your body," she says, and applies (RNG 5-10) swats of an implement to his mons pubis as he moans, and grunts, "Position eight..."

"Time for a break.  I don't have to tell you not to move in this position, so well I'll be back."
She disappears, leaves him there for (RNG minutes 10-20), camera out after one.
END PART THREE


She returns and takes the cover off the spanking bench.
She unties the holding end of the rope, and lowers him.
"Arms out."
He extends his arms, and she undoes the rope tied there, and unlocks the cuffs.
"On the bench, knees and elbows on the pads, face down on the pad.  Position Nine."
She applies (RNG --) of an implement, as he moans, "Position nine" then she continues with a second implement, (RNG--) times, as he moans "Position nine."

"Up, and to the wall."
He gets up, goes to the wall, she holds out the quarter, he presses his nose against it, hands clasped behind his head.

She walks away.
He stands there, (RNG minutes 30-60), camera fades after one.
END PART FOUR 

She returns, a cane/paddle in hand.  "Turn around."
He does, catching the quarter, hands it to her.

"Quiz time. I state a position, you show me.
  Position three."
 He goes to the table, bends over it, arms out.
 She applies two swats, and says, "Position seven."
He stands upright, hands clasped behind his neck.
She applies two swats, and says, "Position one."
He bends over, hands to ankles.
She applies two swats, and says, "Position eight."
He stands upright, arms extended out.
She applies two swats, and says, "Position four."
He goes to the table, climbs on it, lays prone and flat.
She applies two swats, and says, "Position six."
He rolls over on the table, and lifts his legs, straight up.
She applies two swats and says, "Position two."
He gets up off the table, goes to the chair, bends over it.
She applies two swats, and says, "Position five."
He climbs on the table, and kneels, face down ass up.
She applies two swats, and says, "Position nine."
He gets off the table, goes to the spanking bench, and mounts it.
"Get up, and on the stool."
He gets up, goes to the stool, lubes the dildo, and sits on it. 
"I'm not cuffing you.  Keep your hands on the seat of the stool."
She walks away.
He sits there for (RNG minutes 10-20), camera fade after one.
END PART FIVE

She returns.  
"Get up. Same drill, take it clean it, relieve yourself if need be."
He goes away, returns, hands her the dildo, she reapplies it, picks up paddle/cane.

"Position Five."
He gets on the table, kneeling, face down ass up.
She applies four swats, and says, "Position four."
He lays out flat, prone, on the table.
She applies four swats, and says, "Position One."
He stands upright, and bends over, hands to ankles.
She applies four swats, and says, "Position Seven."
He stands upright, hands clasped behind his neck.
She applies four swats, and says, "Position Three."
He bends over the table, arms extended.
She applies four swats, and says, "Position Nine."
He goes to the spanking bench and mounts it.
She applies four swats, and says, "Position two."
He gets off the bench, goes to the chair, bends over it, hands on the seat.
She applies four swats and says, "Position six."
He goes to the table, sits on it, leans back, lifts his legs straight up.
She applies four swats, and says, "Position Eight."
He gets up off the table, stands upright, holds his arms out.
She applies four swats, and stops.

She brings out the cock n ball pillory, and says, "Position seven, ankles in the clamps.
He steps into the pillory, placing his ankles in the clamps, which she closes and locks, then adjusts the bar clamps, pulls his scrotum and penis through it, and clamps it tight. 
"Position eight."
He holds his arms out. 
She puts cuffs on them, then lowers his arms, and uses rope to tie them to the front of the pillory.
"We'll resume in a bit."
She walks away.
He stands there for (RNG 10-20), camera fade after one.
 END Part six.

She returns,  implement in hand.
"Repeat, 'I love my wife completely.'"
He repeats.
"Repeat it after each swat."
She swats ten times, he repeats each time.
"Repeat, 'I honor my wife always.'"
He repeats it.
"After each swat."
She swats ten times, he repeats.
"Repeat, 'I obey my wife always'."
He says it.
"After each swat."
She swats ten times, as he repeats.
"Repeat, I accept my wife's authority."
He says it.
"After each swat."
She swats ten times, as he repeats.
"Repeat, 'I respect my wife always.'"
He says it.
"After each swat."
She swats ten times, he repeats.
"Repeat number three."
"I obey my wife always."
She swats five times, and says, "Repeat number two."
"I honor my wife always."
She swats five times, and says, "Repeat number five."
"I respect my wife always."
She swats five times, and says, "Repeat number one."
"I love my wife completely."
She swats five times and says, "Repeat number four."
"I accept my wife's authority."
She swats five times, and says, "Number five."
"I respect my wife always."
She swats one, hard, and says, "Number three."
"I obey my wife always."
She swats once, hard, and says, "Number two."
"I honor my wife always."
She swats once, hard, and says, "Number one."
"I love my wife completely."
She swats once, hard, and says, "Number four."
"I accept my wife's authority."
She swats once, hard, and stops.
She undoes the rope.  She uncuffs his hands.  She opens the bar clamps, freeing his genitalia.
She unlocks the ankle clamps.
"Step out, position seven."
He steps off the base, and stands, hands behind his head.

"You are supposed to be kept here at the academy until you've passed the quizzes.  I've had very few students who passed them on the first try. But you did. So you're done. You are free to go.  Your clothes are in the basket where you left them.  Get dressed, and be on your way.  I'll notify your wife that you did well, and you're heading home."
"Thank you, Mistress."  He stays, standing.
After a moment, she finally says, "Dismissed."
He drops his hands, takes a deep breath, and walks to the foyer, and starts dressing... finished, he goes out the door.
As he walks out, she hears him say, "Fucking bitch."
She smiles, slightly and says,  "Oh, wait til your wife hears about that."
END PART SEVEN.

*D* Scenes Ive written Queen Spades restrained strapping, video produced 8.8

♠ Queen

Restrained to the table, with leather used.

Video camera on, or a third person operates the camera.

He goes to the table or bed, naked, with cuffs on wrists and ankles.

 He gets on table/bed, lays flat, with his middle area propped up by cushion. 

His wrists and ankles are bound to the legs of the table/bed.

She begins striking his buttocks with her thick leather belt, hitting (RNG--) times.

She switches to the tawse, and applies it (RNG--) times.

She switches to his skinny leather belt, applies it (RNG) times.

She undoes the restraints, and he gets up off the table, and stands upright, 

then bends over the end of it, to give the camera a view of his buttocks.

"I must thank Jenny for the suggestion to tie you down.  
  It makes this SO much easier."

7.19 Sunday Diary RIP MOM

From an EZ night to a fouled up morning, starting at 03:00
One driver overslept his first job.  I covered it, but it was a scramble.
And assorted out of town issues.
And the dispatch-supervisor, who writes the schedule, forgot what time he scheduled himself, which was 05:00.
He called in at 5:30, "What's my start time.... oh"
and arrived at 6:30
Slow enough not a big deal, but, you know...
Out 6:50 home 730.

In a bad mood, after the exchange of messages between Merry and me, that show up on my two previous entries.
And an email She sent, wondering about getting oral service during Our Chastity Game,  like on Saturday morning.
...because I was so freakin' tired!
She called me on my way home. "I'm ten minutes away, " I said quickly, then hung up.
Home, in the bathroom, throwing up.
Then I cleaned myself up, and went into BR1
She was awake.
We immediately began talking about ...the issues.
All I was trying to tell Her was,  it doesn't matter what opinions I write on my Diary,  nobody (but Her and another) reads it.
And we discussed my fear of accepting a spanking, because, I've been spanked so infrequently, lately, that my pain tolerance is down, yet She only knows 2 gears, Hard and Harder.
We cleared the air on that, and discussed possible code words I might use to tell Her to go harder...or easier.
We discussed my 'self spanking' comment, and She said, She considers ...for me... masturbation to be a bigger 'crime' than self spanking.  
I had not eaten yet, but I was bone tired again, and wanted to just sleep for now, maybe get up and eat something later.
She left the room, I laid back to sleep.
My phone rang, caller id showed 'Dad'.
I knew what was coming.
He told me that Mom had passed away.
I hung up with him, started to write a text to send to Merry.
She walked in the room as I wrote it.
I showed it to Her on my phone.
"Dad called.  Mom died."
She got on the bed and held me.
We just did that a few minutes,  then Sunshine emerged, and started bawling, "I want my Mommy.."
I calmed her down, then started crying myself.
We talked about how her Mommy and my Mommy will see each other in heaven... along with so many others.
She talked about wanting to disappear ...forever? I'm not sure if she can do that.
Merry came back, we cried together.
She called my ex-gf to tell her, left a message.
I got up to get something to eat.
Ex called back while I was eating. Merry talked to her, then I did.
I asked Merry if I could get unlocked so I could masturbate, and relax to sleep.
She said, "You can get unlocked, if you're gonna fuck me."
"I'm too tired, can I just masturbate."
"No."
Well, good. I would not have "respected" Her if She said 'yes'. Actually, I respect Her a tiny bit less, to saying 'yes if we have sex.'

Sleep, 1030

UP 1745
Showered n dressed n mixed iced coffee ..
Kissed Her goodbye. She offered to come to work with me, and just ...hang out.
Nope, I'll be okay.
This really won't hit me until ... the funeral.

It was freakin' raining again.  I heard, we're already at an all-time recorded high for rainfall in July in SoCal.
Car 1832
Office 1926.
EZ night.

On the third day in chastity, I wore to work:

sl Sx                 71 H
sl OR               71 H
Sl FunMe         416 h
sl FunHer          416 h
Locked             60 hr
HerLDO           58 hr
Sl CI                235 D
Gluten free       60.33 D
Her last date       5.5 D
Last party/munch  121 h

7.17 Friday Diary and Journal

Midnight: I was still awake.  
I rolled over towards Her, She rolled towards me.
We got close, we got frisky.  
We were lovin, touchin, squeezin,  each other in a way we had not done in a long time. 
It soon led to the removal of Her lacy stretch panties, for contact betwixt my tongue and her between-the-leg nether regions, which did not last long as She pulled me up, and I hurriedly yanked my thong down... and with Her guidance, entered Her...
And after not very long at all...
I did not have a stop watch running...
But not very long at all...I had my climax to go along with Her  uh several.
Possibly the fastest I have ever 'came' during intercourse with Her.
Then occurred 'clean up'.  One of my favorite parts, but ... the whole episode was a 'favorite part'.
She had started, on tv. the movie "Guardians of the Galaxy" and once the fun was over, we continued watching it to the end.
Then I asked, "Wanna watch 'Wayward Pines'"?  
She did, and we did.
Done about 02:30.   
Was time to get some sleep; She has an appointment in oh  7 1/2 hours.

I got up 7:45.  Released Donna, fed the dogs n cats,   made coffee.
It was payday for Stitch and myself, so I started looked at accounts, and figuring out whom to pay how much.
Her first alarm went off at 8, second at 830, another at 9.
She was up with the first one.
She was out at 09:30.
I continued looking at accounts, looking through mail, writing checks (IRS payments) and pondering a recurring fantasy.
I started some laundry...
And on some kinda whim...
 Actually, I wanted to see if I had all the parts...
Various cats have knocked the box containing this thing off my dresser so many times, I wasn't sure...
So I checked...then put on, a black polycarbonate chastity device, and locked it on, took a selfie, and sent it to Merry.
And changed out of the thong to white lacy-stretch panties.
This evening, in about seven hours, I was about to start a five-overnight work week, and it 'seemed' like a good time to begin a "chastity game".
I was trying to nap in my chair, then Merry and I started texting, back and forth.
She arrived home,  1245 or so....   unpacked some stuff She purchased at some supermarket,  including sugar free Gummy Bears.
Knowing the effect those have on Her, I said, "Those should help if you're constipated."
"I am, and have been for days, which is a good thing for you."
"OH, how's that?"
"I haven't pooped for days. You can lick my butthole."
Now THAT is a concept that I suspect won't have any middle ground among people's opinions.  
In my opinion, either you LIKE the idea, or you DON'T like the idea.
I ... like the idea.  I believe my anal fetish is second only to my roleplay+spanking fetish.

So,  HER saying, I can ... you know, do that with my tongue... seemed to have come right out of a particular fantasy I've been having.
For me, a fantasy in my head is like some people with musical earworms.  Like getting a song stuck in the head, and won't leave until you wake up one day and it's gone, or it's been replaced by another song.
For me it's a fantasy. Some fantasy gets stuck, and I go over and over it, until .... I write it down, or it gets replaced, or other crap in my life moves it out of the way.
Later on, in this what's going to become a lengthy post, I am going to describe this particular fantasy.
Also, remember where I wrote roleplay+spanking fetish? I'm gonna write more about that, too, later on in this post.

She had just gotten Her pubic area...and labia ... waxed, and was 'anxious' to show me.  
First She gave me a quick view, taking down Her shorts and Slinky Pinkies to show me, then suggested I get much more of a close up.
We moved into BR2... so much cooler...  She got on the bed, and ...I got a real close up,  while sucking and licking Her very smooth nether regions.  With Her guiding me, I can safely speculate, She had a very good time.  
I asked Her, what had Her so pre-aroused?  Was it leftover from last night (13 hours ago?) Or does the waxing do it for Her?  Or was it that I was in chastity and so I could only provide for Her, with 'getting any' myself?
She said, it was leftover horniness from last night, kind of as a result of me 'taking control'.  
But/And, She expects or wants more of THIS, every morning, when I come home from work, this week.....   
So we got up and off the bed.
I mentioned a desire for having my butt spanked.
She said, "Okay!" and started getting the spanking bench ready. 
Which just meant, taking the sheet off of it.
Which wasn't what I wanted at all.
And I really wanted to film any such activity, but I really didn't have time.  We still had a LOT of shopping and errands to do.
And I had loose, almost uncontrollable, bowels. 
Accidents might well...happen.
So, I explained, and said, "Never mind."
She shrugged it off, and went to the living room...computer, to start printing a shopping list.
Quite simply, I thought THAT took way more time than really necessary for just a shopping list.... I could have hand-written three in the same amount of time...but it gave me time to gather mail to ...well, be mailed, and get dressed, and  go out and put the current tag on the license plate on my car, and put my laundry from washer to dryer.
She did the first driving, from home to a branch of Chase, where I withdrew most of my pay day deposit in cash.  
She asked me to take over driving.
I drove to a WF, where She deposited cash...
THen to the closed PO across the street from there, but it had a mailbox yet open, and I dropped outgoing mail...
Then to Winco, for our primary shopping....
When we got to the frozen food area, She wandered off, and ... Sunshine came back, giggly and excited because She found the Reese's Ice Cream Cake that we had been looking all over for.
We didn't buy it then, as we had other stops to make, but now we knew were to find it.
We checked out, and then went to Von's. Winco has overall better prices, but often She gets better deals on certain items through Von's Club.
Getting ready to check out, we got stopped by a very chatty fellow about...newspaper deliver.
Now, I HAD just put in the mailbox, a postcard for LA-T delivery, but he offered a special on the local LB Sunday delivery, and I took him up on it.
We checked out, went to the car...
And Home.
I brought the many bags to the porch.  I didn't want to open the door, because of three dogs looking out the screen, waiting for their chance to escape.
Stitch came out, and helped get the bags in.
And we unpacked and put it all away.
Then I went to fetch my laundry from the dryer.
And I stripped...
Gather clothes...
Showered and dressed...
Packed up,  made a batch of iced coffee.
At the computer desk, She had reverted to Merry. I asked about it; She said that 'apparently, Sunshine doesn't like doing boring moderator stuff.'
I kissed Her goodbye, and went on out to my car.
18:13.
 Onto the 710, smack dab into the scene of some accident, just getting cleaned up by emergency vehicles.
While negotiating through that, my phone rang.
"I thought you had left your phone at home, I see one on the table bedside."
"That's my old phone, the one I had before this one I'm talking to you on..."
"oh..."
In two miles, I was past the freeway mess.
At work 19:18.
ANd could not get my head around, that this is FRIDAY.
"Saturday" was stuck in my head.  
Night work tagged out, I just had to follow through.
A thumping 65 rides for Saturday.  

Now then: 

IF we are into 'The Chastity Game', then it's up to Merry to pull a random number for the days I am to be locked up.  Since '1' would be noon/Saturday (tomorrow), then '5' would be noon/Wednesday, which should be the minimum,  and Saturday (the 25th, 8 days) the maximum. (This time, 5 to 8 days... we may go for longer periods, as we acclimate, and I determine that this device is wearable for long periods).  
So, a random number between 5 and 8, inclusive, please?

About  roleplay+spanking:
I've been thinking a bunch about our relationship, which has gone through many changes and alterations.  
I've been thinking about what I want.
I've been trying to figure out why I've been doing so much fantasizing about what I want,  which is pretty much exactly what I did when I lived with an ex-girlfriend, then a (late)wife, then an ex-girlfriend, then alone... 
And now I have a wife who is as delighted to spank my naked bottom as I am to have Her do it.

So, what's the fuckin' problem, Shilo?

Well....

  I am not a submissive.  I'm easy to get along with, when it comes to choices to be made.  But when shit needs doing, and nobody else is doing it, I will and I do take control.
 I am not a slave.  My gut still hurts, thinking of when the word was applied to me.
 At home, in the real world, anyway.  

  I'm still quite willing to 'go along' on Fet, or at parties, as being Her submissive/slave.  It's ... a role to play.

We tried having a Female-led Relationship with DD.
The 'rules' we had in place were... well, common sense and common courtesy.  
As for the Domestic Discipline:  
 I've come to believe that DD has no 'real' place between consenting adults.  
When one of 'em does 'something wrong' it should be talked out.
As in,   
 "You left the toilet seat up."
"I did? Omigod, I'm sorry."
"Okay, try to remember, please."

As opposed to a different conversation, in what I imagine to be the real world:
 "You left the toilet seat up."
"I did? Omigod, I'm sorry."
"I am going to spank you for forgetting."
"What?  The FUCK you are."

THAT, I imagine is the conversation between 'real' adults, 
unless one has some kind of strong power over the other  (financial, threat of leaving...) or, one has agreed to the power exchange. Which happens.   But I don't really get it.

But, DD doesn't work in OUR relationship, because spanking is neither discipline nor punishment.
I enjoy it too much.
So, if punishment is supposed to be "an action given as consequences for unwanted behavior, meant to be a deterrent against such behavior recurring" ... 
   it doesn't work on me.  
If the punishment is corporal in nature, I enjoy it ...afterwards... maybe not during, while being applied...  and would not be a deterrent.  
I'm also quite stubborn. I'm capable of repeating the behavior, simply as a passive-aggressive acting out.

I simply believe in keeping it REAL in the relationship.  If I exhibit behavior that bother Her, She needs to talk to me.  
And vice versa.

THE problem .... eh, make that A problem, there may well be others ...  is : She knows, and I know.
She knows that ...I am a masochist, that I enjoy the impact play.
And I know that I am a masochist, that I enjoy it.
My fantasy world is a place where I am not self-aware.  Where I am spanked by a Dominant Other, who does it for discipline and punishment, and possibly her own kind of pleasure,  and I don't know ...for sure... that I ... kinda ... like it.
My fantasy world is a place where I'm in a relationship with a Woman who has Authority.
Call her 'Mom' or 'Stepmother' or 'Aunt' or 'Governess'.  and I am a ..well, a young man.  
She has Authority and when She declares, "It's time for a spanking" I am in no position to refuse.

So, it's been 25.5 months since our first date.
In that time, we (rather quickly) signed a D/s contract.
And equally quickly, and at my urging for fear of being cast aside, signed an M/s contract.
And got married.
And converted all to an FLR-DD contract.
And due to my abdominal health,  put all such things aside for a bit.
ANd when we returned, .... we realized, we like, or really, I like, videotaping our activities for posterity,  and realized, we just might make a bit of money, selling the clips on clips4sale.
Since then, nearly all our impact-play sessions have been done for the purpose of taping and putting them on our site.
We've done mostly roleplay for those clips,  pretending, for the sake of our audience, to be a couple engaging in FLR-DD. 

And THAT is what I mean, when I state that roleplay+spanking is at the top of my fetish list.

I do not want Her to declare an intention to spank me because 'I deserve it'.  I simply don't think that option exists.
She CAN (may...) declare an intention to spank me because  ...  She likes to, and knows I like it.  
Even better, to do it with camera rolling.

What kind of roleplay?
Well, as of right now, I've written out 84 scenarios, suitable for videorecording.

ANYTHING that takes the scene out of this 'real world', where punishment and discipline does not exist between adults, and into my imaginary fantasy world.

Although there will certainly by time for the occasional spontaneous not-recorded 'fun' spanking.

One 'might ask, if you're not in a D/s or M/s relationship, why do you involved in chastity play?
Because... She likes to have that control over me, and I like to cede that control to Her.
I know about myself that if/when I'm not in chastity, I'm tempted to take it into my own hand, whenever the whim strikes me that circumstances allow.   (During recent health issues, I've had NO interest in such.  I've noticed that in these days that I have felt better, my sexual appetite is returning.) However, being allowed to cum too much (for me) results in a decreased interest in Her.
Being in chastity aids in keeping me aroused and interested in Her.
However, She enjoys intercourse, with me, WAY too much, for me to "worry" about becoming "one of those men" who claim to be locked up for months at a time.

And finally:
 About a thousand words ago, I mention my recent earworm-of-a-fantasy.
 I'll write about it here, just so I can get it out, and move on to another one.
  In the present tense:

Somewhere (details vague) I meet an older woman. By that, I mean, clearly older than me.  She may be married but looking for something on the side, or separated/divorced/widowed.  Experienced but ... looking for something.   Maybe we meet on line, as it's easier, perhaps, to talk about intimate details when you're not face to face.
And we talk about what we would want if we could have a random hook-up,  and got to do just what we wanted.
She tells me that what she loves ... is to have her anus kissed, and licked, to have a man's tongue stuck into it as deep as he can get it in ...  followed by a finger, or two, then a dildo to open it up, followed by the man's cock, slow and easy in, til it's in all the way, then slowly ouuuut, then innnnnn,   until she is pushing back on it, urging him to go faster and harder with each thrust...   while her right hand is between her legs, rubbing her clit in rhythm with the anal pounding... until she gasp and moans in orgasm after orgasm ...and feels the man ejaculate into the condom stretched around his cock.  Then he pulls it out and continues to lick her anus and her pussy and clit, until she moans and says she's had enough.
I reply, 'Wow what's wrong with that, I got aroused thinking about it'.  
She says, 'I've known a man ...or two...that just were not into anything anal.  A bit of disappointment.'
"Oh, too bad," I say.
"And you?" she asks.
"Nothing...sexual, at all.  I want a dominant woman, like a ..a stepmother, who beats my bottom, for any offense, or just for discipline,  whether it's over her knee, while she uses a hairbrush, or with me bent over a chair or bed, while she uses paddle or strap or cane.  Just your basic home style punishment for a so called naughty boy."
"Ohhhhh, well..."
In short time, we get together... her place or mine or a hotel room. 
She gets what she wants, and I get what I want.
We go separate ways, satisfied.
We get together frequently, weekly or so. 

sl Sex        11 H
sl Org        11 H
sl F4Me       368 H
sl F4Her      368 H
Unlocked    109 D
Locked            1/2 D
sHl DO         10 H
sl CI            233 D
GlutenFree  58.33 D
sHlDate         3.5 D
S l MorP      73 H


Caption by me:

7.16 Thursday Diary

One thing I didn't mention for Wednesday, which hardly seems relevant but it kind of is:
After my afternoon shower, I put on a Jockey microfiber thong, followed by thin cotton shorts.  
I usually don't bother with shorts around the house, but I was about to go outside and move my car.
Why is it relevant?
 I don't wear thongs around the house.
Merry prefers buttocks to be covered.  Never can tell when a storm of ass-seeking flies might buzz in.  
So why a thong?
To get Merry's attention..to my buttocks.  Maybe She's suggest some kind of activity, that I wasn't mentally prepared to suggest myself.
So...
Awake 04:30, again at 7:00, 
Up 0800,  freed Donna, fed some dogs n cats.
Was quite annoyed with the constant going and going I seemed to be doing at the toilet, and gave myself a couple of bulb-syringe enemas.
Made coffee in the new and cheap coffee maker that Merry brought home yesterday.
On the desktop, input my diary for Wednesday.
Merry was awake...
Yesterday, She had mentioned wanted to 'film' today. 
At the time, I said, "Don't count on it, the way I'm feeling..."
I was 'waiting' to see if She would mention it, today....
We went into BR1, watched "Aquarius" from a week ago, and "Killjoys" from last Friday.   
I started sorted out the music on my new phone and my old one.
Sunshine came out.
Watched "Falling Skies" from last Sunday.
I started working on my laptop,  which sometimes works, and most of the time does not (in terms of internet connectivity).  
And watched "Clipped" from Tuesday night, "Suits" from Wednesday night.
Pretty much gave up on Her initiating any kinda impact play activity.
Napped from 4 to 5.
Awake... looking at tumblr on my tablet.
Went out to the living room, where Merry was talking to CJ about what appeared to be upcoming financial problems for all of us.
And I got dressed,  started by changing from the green thong I was wearing, to an identical one in white.  
Followed by decent clothes for going out, as we three were going out for Her birthday dinner.
At Her idea, Her request: Stitch, Her, and I went to a Chinese buffet in Carson.
We had seen a Reese's Peanut Butter Ice Cream pie on fbk, and decided to go in search of one.
Gas first.... 
Then to the closest Ralph's .... nope.
Then to a Von's ... nope.
Then to the Walmart back in LB ... nope, but She got peanut butter Klondike bars as a substitute, and I got probiotics!
Home  21:30.  I took a probiotic...
She went to the computer, I went to BR1, continued looking at tumblr, etc.   until I started to go to sleep as She came in... 2300 or so.

sl Sx              342 H
sl Or              342 H
sl F4Me         344 H
sl F4Her        344 H
UNlockt        108.5 D
sHlO             342
sl CIG           232
Gl Free           57 1/3 D
sl Date              2.5
sl last M or P  49 H




Caption by me:

7.15 Wednesday Diary

Not a 'bad' after-midnight portion of the shift, but not the most quiet one either.
First rez-agent in,  0515.
Morning dispatcher, my supervisor, in  0615.   He had sent  me a text last night, saying he was going to be in late, six or so, because he was up laying takin' care of his wife through an ulcer attack.

I'd had enough.. My shift usually lasts until 0900 on Wednesday morning,  in order to round out 40 hours of clock time for my three-day work week.
But, this week, I'm coming back to cover two additional ten-hour shifts on Friday and Saturday night covering for the other overnight's guy's vacation,  so I felt justified in knocking off early this morning.
OUT 7:15.
Home 8:11.
NO parking zone on our side of the street...
and no available parking way up the west side of the house, or up and down the south side of our street.
I had to park across the street and two houses away.
I left my two big bags in the car, figuring I'd move the car later...and went in.
I let Donna out, and fed the two dogs and the cats in presence.
I fixed a quick snack.... cut up an apple, sprinkled it with cinnamon and brown sugar.  Couldn't find honey, which woulda been my preference for the 2nd topping.
Into BR1, and asleep, as She still was.
UP an hour later, for a long urination, then another snack of peanut butter and tortilla chips.
Back to bed.
She got up, went to take care of some group of errands.
I got up, 15:30....while She was still gone.
I took a shower,  which included a total body-shave, and washed my hair.... then out, brushed my teeth and hair. dressed rather lightly and simply, considering our house, and mostly BR1 just doesn't cool off...
Then went outside to move my car from Way Over There to the street in front of the house, where it will be good until 8 o'clock next Wednesday, if I don't use it again,  as Merry was returning home.   
She said, She had intention of moving my car for me, when She got home.  But if She did, She probably would not have thought to bring my bags in, as I was about to do....along with one shopping bag from the trunk of Her car that She asked me to tote.
SO, inside, putting stuff away..  talking a little.
I tidied up the dining-area table...
And started sorting my notebooks, as I am on a never ending search for the perfect pocket sized notebook to accommodate daily diary notes along with daily to-do's.
So, made a notebook-change...
Gathered up what must have been two weeks of unopened mail (bills) and sat in my easy chair.
Merry was at the desktop, doing what She does  (looking through facebook, fetlife, collarspace, okcupid)while playing music from utube... 
And I was asking Her questions about current bank balances, and amounts owed on certain accounts.
Thanks to Mom's gift,  She was able to make the lease payment earlier in the day, and I had Her pay, online,  half of what we owe to Verizon, to WF-loan, and WF-her credit card.
Meanwhile, I went through the mail, and recorded the bills worth recording in my master bill book, and pitched the rest.
Found an interesting offer from CharterSpectrum for tv/cable/telephone/dvr service...
Found an interesting offer for new LA Times Delivery.
Found a swamp cooler offered by Haband for $100, which on the payment plan, would be about $25 a month....
Still need to write checks for two IRS payments, one that was due 6/12, the next 7/12.
I don't think the US Treasure is missing not having the $100 each payment all that much.
She got up to start dinner.
Done, about 21:00, and I went into BR1 to watch tv.  8 1/2 hours worth on the DVR to start getting through.
About fifteen minutes into "Proof", She announced, dinner to be ready.
I ate  "tough steak" with cooked carrots, and rice, then Cookie cleaned my plate, while I finished the show,
Took my tray back into the kitchen,
And announced I was going to bed  2200.
I woke up once at 2300.. not for long
Again, at midnight...not for long...

l Sex:    318 H
l ORG   318 H
l F4M    320 H
L F4H    320 H
UNL       107.5 D
HlDO     318 H
l CIG      231 D
GlutenFr  56.33 D
l Date      1.5 D
l PorM     25 H



Captioned pix:

SATURDAY 10.18 Diary

Up 0400 for P & S and fed the cats...
Up 0715,  fed everybody...went to toilet... dressed, made coffee,  went to the toilet again...
In my car  0800,  at work 0900...

A 'normal' Saturday at work....  no frying pans or fires....  

Out 1930.
Had to get some gas, had to be a Shell.
Looked up "Shell", found one on La Brea, south of the office, and I went there.
From there, I had a choice of heading east on Santa Monica, or on Melrose, to catch the 101....  quite a drag on a Saturday night... or heading south to catch the 10.
I went south.
..Some mile later, go on the 10.... at 8 to 10 miles an hour...all the way to the 110 south interchange.
On the 110 south,  did maybe 8 miles an hour...  up to Manchester, when it finally opened up.  
She called me at 2115, and I answered the phone with a growl, "I'm STILL on the freeway..."
She said, "Okay, just checking...I'll let you go."
Again it opened up, down to the 91, and east on the 91... exit LBB.
Hungry as hell, and figured there was nothing at home but bread (maybe) and peanut butter,  I drove through a JinBx and used our joint account rediteller card to pay for it.  
Home, like 9:25, 9:30, and I sat in the car, and called Her before going inside.
We talked a few minutes, and I went in.
Loud horrible music was playing on Tallship's computer in the living room, while Tallship and Stitch were sitting on the other bed.
I asked, "Please turn THAT down."
I organized my stuff, and prepared to go be alone in my room, which meant, grabbing three days of newspapers and a t.v. tray, and my dog, and going in and getting on the bed.
Tallship called out, "Dinner is ready."
I had no idea what it was, but I had my own, and I said so.
I ate, and shared some with my little dog, and read the comics page from the papers, and watched two episodes of Criminal Minds.
.................... 

HsLS  56
HsLO  125
HrLD 36
H L-up  36
Her DO   No 

FRI 10.17 Diary

UP with the assistance of my alarm, 0800 or so..
Into the kitchen, and fed the animals.
Back to the bedroom,  where She said, "I want you to think about me while I'm gone..."  
And She had me stretch out over Her lap, as Her legs were extended straight out on the bed, and She applied 40 whacks of the small church paddle, followed by 40 whacks of the Lollipop hairbrush.
I got up,  and between Her legs, and provided Her orally with Her Daily Orgasm...
Then as I laid flat on my stomach, stretched vertically along the bed, She applied another 40 smacks of the tan Stinger paddle (the one shown in the pic below), then 20 of the Waffle maker to my seat spot and upper thighs, then 30 of the big church paddle to my middle, lower thighs.
And we got up, and She started packing,  and got sidetracked on a quest to find jewelry that She knew was stashed in a bag, somewhere. 
In time, She found the bag and the jewelry, and started going through it....when I thought She shoulda been packing.
During packing, She got some footie jamas out of a drawer, and it was enough to bring Sunshine out, who continued packing.
I suggested that Merry should be doing the packing, and she found the short riding crop that resides in this bedroom, and she said, "Let me use this on you, and I'll let Merry come back."
I said, "No!" and then after a minute, I said, "Okay."
And she said, "A hunnerd..!"
I growled, and bent over the edge of the bed.
She varied the strokes quite a bit from hard to very light... 
And she got tired after 75, and stopped.
And she let Merry come back.
Who continued with Her packing, and finished, and I took bags to Her car.
Without Her so saying, I went and put on a chastity device, because I knew it was expected of me, and did not want to burn more of Her time, waiting for Her to tell me.
She departed, around 12:40.
I pulled all the rugs and mats out of my bedroom, and took them outside to be washed.
While doing that laundry, and my own, I swept out my bedroom floor, then mopped it.
Finished, I sat down in my chair, around 14:00 for a short nap.
Then I got up, went to Her computer, and began pulling screen caps from our recent bunch of videos. 
And I posted many of the screen caps on my blog, and Fet.
That took awhile..
Then I emptied the dishwasher,   continued with laundry...
Stitch arrived home from work....
I took a shower,  
And retreated to my room to start watching tv programs stored on the DVR.
"Agents of Shield"
"Gotham"
"Scorpion" x 3
Then I put all my laundry away...
And watched "Comic Book Men".
And to sleep, around midnight.

HsLS 32
HsLO 101
HsLD  12
Hr UN  688
Hr L    12
Her DO  yes

Fri 10.10 Diary

Home... Showered, dried, dressed...
Leftover pizza from the office for dinner...
Re made the bed...
in bed  00:45

Up 0300 for P & S.
Alarm 0800, up 0930.
Fed the animals..
Did some dishes..
Started coffee and laundry...
Got online to check my deposit, and work on budget and bill paying.
The new video camera arrived by UPS, and started playing around with that.
Got up and dressed, as I was going to the bank, and She was going to pick up a friend to come over to do a conference call.
I made sure Her stuff was ready... phone and keys next to Her purse, etc..
And grabbed my coffee mug and went out to my car.
Fifteen minutes later, I pulled into the parking lot of my bank...
And realized I had left MY bag with wallet and checkbook at home.
I was annoyed, I was pissed, I was angry.
I had a pack of cigarettes with two left in it, in the car.
I smoked them on the way home.
Went in, got my bag, and headed back.
Into my bank...got a bunch of cash.
Went to OUR bank, made a cash deposit.
Then I went to the bank of the people we are buying the house from, and made the deposit in their account.
Then I headed home, stopping at a PO to get my IRS payment in the mail.
And arrived home.
I sprayed some stuff on my shirt, in an effort to hide the smell.
I walked in the house, and Merry noticed it immediately.
And asked, "You been smoking?"
"Yes," I said, "I was so ...pissed off."
I took a shower, and dried and dressed.
I tried to make room at the computer to download the users guide to the camcorder.  
But it was 200 pages, and we did not have enough ink in the printer, so I decided, I could do it at work the next day.
Then I downloaded the program on the computer to accept videos from the camera, but saw that it accepted AVCHD only. 
Crap.
However, a couple tests showed, the mp4 format MIGHT work with the program I have installed for the OTHER camera.
We shall see.
Merry went to take her friend, back home.
I made the bed,  feeling like crap,
And got on the bed, to start watching tv.
I watched a "Gotham.."
And a second "Gotham."
Merry came home.... 
And soon, dinner was announced as ready, but I just didn't feel like it.
Merry went out to the supermarket.
I watched a "Law and Order SVU"....
ANd went to sleep, around 2200.

HsLS  86
HsLO  132
HrLD  35
H UN  532

HER DO   No

Wed 10.08

Sonnuva...   if the stress doesn't kill me, then the other stress will.

These monster nights and monster days.... during a period that this business is usually slow and low key... are killers.  
While no one thing happened to highlight the drama, it's just that, with this much volume of orders, it's one thing after another.
Not to mention that She called my work phone twice during the night.  
Once, I was IN the bathroom, and I heard the phone ring as I was heading in, and MT answered; the second time, I was heading for the bathroom, and the phone rang just as I got to the office door.

The morning guy came in...things settled....I punched out for 'lunch' at 0800, and went to take a nap in my car...woke up just before 0900, as the 0900 guy was coming in, so rather than punching in from lunch, I was done for the shift, and headed home.
The low fuel indicator was 'on' in my car, again, so I stopped for enough gas to get home...and arrived home at 1020.
She was awake...and I fed the cats, and we talked... and I uploaded the vids from Tuesday, from camera to Her computer, then converted them to mp4, then uploaded them to clips4sale,  then put them on our site, one for today, one timed for released the next day.
Ate an apple while looking at mail...and went to bed 12:30.
14:30 up for P& S
1730 up for another P& S
UP 22:00.
Shower, dry, and dress.
Had some pizza that I brought home from work, earlier, for dinner, and read the paper.
Sat in my chair, and starting napping.
Got up to help make the bed when She brought the sheets in from the dryer.
And fell into bed, 00:42.

HsLS  38
HsLO  84
HsLD  37
HR UN  484

HER DO  NO