June 6 Wednesday Diary

In 0026
 spoke to M 0300
out 0611
Home 718
Fed animals
Eat pot roast n chips
bed 830
up  ?
up 1500 for ice cream
awake 1705
Talking and pills
and asked M to refill my ATOM rx 
   but I had torn off the original rx label with the rx number, and I had waited til I had one or two left  both of which kinda ticked her off so ... she suggested a spanking before I showered.
I accepted.  She grabbed the zkp out of the bag and we went into Stitch's room and closed the door...
and she applied a bit over 100 swats with it to my bared bottom.
Pix in our room
then showered dressed packed...kissed goodbye
Downstairs, cleaned the windshield again (PURPLE BLOSSOMS!)
and rolled out 1820     office 1923
In 1933 
Quite night with Denny
He showed me a buncha pix he took at his son's HS graduation
Out 2348 

October 11th Wednesday Diary

OOT  00:26 to 5:44.
In the car with Merry  at 5:52
Home 6;37
She went to start hot water for tea, while asking, "Do you deserve a spanking?"
"Yes."
"Strip and wait for me in the bedroom."
I stripped to a green thong and socks,  and waited.
She came in with the zombie killer.
With me bent over, hands on the door, she paddled my bottom with her right hand, her left hand, her right hand again, her left hand again, more than 60 swats in all.
We hugged.
I went off to feed animals and make MDM pork chops n lunchables.
While Watching Scorpion. She watched half of it, and went to bed.
At 8:00 I followed her.
Up once or twice.
Up 16:25 showered dressed 
Prepped
Called the landlord, who had messaged me about not yet receiving the rent check.
Car with Merry  17:14
Office 19:05
She came upstairs to use the restroom, then went back down to the car, to go meet her date at a restaurant.
In 19:12
Kinda of a quiet night
Up to the point at 2200 when some booker input online several rides in Cleveland.
Our primary affil. accepted 3.
I called our #2...but they have our company on credit hold.
I only got them to accept the ride by offering my own credit card.
Merry returned to the office around 21:30.
And went to sleep around 2230 
She got up in the wee hours for maybe an hour, and went back to sleep
OTC 19:12 to 23:56
What I wore under my pants to work:

nov 19 screencaps

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Diary WED Nov 19

Out  0920, and home 1024...
In...and talking...about Tallship, even including Coco in our conversation.
We showered together and set up the living room....
And shot a video; me on the spanking bench, as She applied 30 of the zombie killer and 40 of the new tawse to my buttocks.

Then we went outside, into better light, where She performed some minor surgery to 'the bump' on my back.
Then we took another shower,  got in bed.
I started with oral, which led to intercourse, and even a big O for me!

Got up, and something to eat, and I locked myself up... and went down for a nap, 1430.

1830, up... dressed and out we went, to attend a Chastity LA class at a local dungeon.

We left there 2115, 
 and went to Norm's for dinner.
I left there with Sunshine, and we went to Walmart for some shopping, and returned home 2330.
After some minor stuff,  in bed 00:30.

HsLS  11
HsLO  11
HsLD  12
Hr UN 472
Hs L UP  10
Her DO yes

Tuesday 9.23

After midnight, things got a bit busy, with tough calls, but at least, not all at once.
I get a text whenever She logs into spanko.
I got such a text, so I logged in there, and we chatted for a while, 
mostly about changes/addendums to the WHAMMO, that has been a work in progress ever since the last one expired on 9/01.
Meanwhile, She has been hard at work on a Household Chore Chart, to the exclusion of working on the WHAMMO. 
And She told me, She has a lunch appointment at 14:00. 
Did not tell me with whom, nor did I ask.
My thought:  Not enough men in your life? You don't have enough to keep you busy?  
Oy.

Off work 0630 and home 725.
Feed the animals, sorted the dishes in the sink and dishwasher..
Stripped...took a shower...dried...dressed in stretch briefs, and went and got into OUR bed with Her, gently waking Her up.
She woke up enough to get the Zombie Killer out of the drawer next to Her, and said, "Lets go to my bedroom."
We went there, and evicted Tallship, who was doing his usual nothing in the bed, just trolling crap on his phone.
She said, "Take your panties off, and assume the position."
I took down my briefs, and got on the bed, FDAU, while saying, "Is this the only position you know?"
"I like the way it presents your bottom, but ... if you're going to complain, then get on your back."
I got on my back.
"Get your legs up." 
I put my legs up, pointed at the ceiling.
"Hold your junk."
I covered my sac with my left hand, while holding my right thigh with my right hand.
"Count."
She whacked my sit spot, and the upper thighs just below it, twenty one times, while I grunted and counted them.
"Done."
I got up, and hugged Her, while saying, "Thank you, my wife..." followed by "Now, your turn."
I grabbed Her, and She said, "Don't throw me on the bed."
She got on the bed Herself, on Her back, and I tugged down Her Zinky Pinkies. 
She closed Her thighs, and I got down and pressed my tongue into Her slit, stuck my tongue into Her clit, and She came, two or three times, and told me to stop.  
I got up close and next to Her, and we cuddled a bit.
She took a look at the color on my sit spot, and obliged me with pictures. 
Then I got up for my Daily Bread, as did She, and I returned, to bed, to sleep.
I slept through til about 1710, when She came in to gripe about a run in She just had with tallship, out in the garage.
That's a SHILO, btw, waking me up before my alarm
While She was there with me, I took the opportunity to pull Her down, pull down Her Slinky Pinkies, and give Her some more oral satisfaction.
She said, "Enough already," and I got up, to prep myself for work.
I showered, and dried, and dressed in pink open bottom GoSoftwear briefs. 
She saw me in them, and said, "Want some more?"
"Uh huh."
She picked up the long plastic fork ...kind of like a fork, used for tossing salad, from Her desk... on Her desk, She said, for scratching itches..and we went into the bedroom, and She had me just bend over the bed, and She whacked my bottom several times, and found out how ineffectual the thing was.  So, She ran to the kitchen and came back with a wooden spoon..with holes in it, like for stirring... and whacked my butt, oh six times, then it broke in half...  then She took the cloth belt that went around Her bathrobe and hit my butt a few times, just for the helluvit.  
And ...I finished getting dressed,  and made some coffee, and went on out to my car...  1820.
Another delightful night on the LA freeways... arrived at work 1940.
A VERY slow night at work,  what with the Jewish Holidays coming up. 

HsLS  105
HsLO 206
HsLD 16
HrUN  122
HER DO?  TWO

Introducing:
Pictures with MY captions

6.10 Diary

Left work 06.30
Home 710.
Cookie, out. Unlocked gate.  Fed Cookie. Fed the cats. Let Donna out of her crate.  Fed her.
Gathered fresh underwear, stripped off, got into the shower.
Dried and dressed.
Went into Her bedroom, got in bed next to Her.
She started talking.
She had read my journal.
She said that ...henceforth, frontal impact play would only be used for Punishment, or if we pre-negotiate that it is 'okay'.
She said that, if'n'when I am ready to get back into the bdsm-lifestyle 24-7, She was thinking about a contract, and would work up something to send me for approval.
And She mentioned a weekly treat, for good behavior, a box, is how She described it.  More on that in a separate journal.
And, I was just ...in the mood, and said, "I think I would like ... to have you use the zombie killer on my bottom."
"And... what are you going to do for me, FIRST?"
I rolled on top of Her, began with kissing and nibbling Her neck,  then down, squeezing and nibbling Her nipples, then on down, pulled down Her panties (REAL panties, not tighty pinkies), and licked the top of Her slit, between Her closed thighs, until She pulled me up, to Her, while I hastened to get my skimp skamp panties down.  I was not erect, but it took a little manipulation of the head of my cock into the wetness between Her legs, and I was soon enough ready, and began thrusting....
She moaned Her pleasure, as I thrust in and pulled out, while nibbling on Her right breast, and squeezing and teasing Her left breast.
In time, She said, "My pussy is spent...are you gonna come in my pussy...?"
"I ...don't think so..."
"Then get up, and go get the zombie killer."
I got up, I went, and returned with it, as She was sitting up.
I handed it to Her, and She stood up, and said, "FDAU."
I was still only wearing socks, and knelt on the bed, FDAU.
When I suggested this to Her, I was thinking.... eh, twenty.
She had me count, as always.
To One hundred and one.
And after I collapsed, prone, face down, She said, "I was planning to continue until you called 'mercy' but at a hundred, I could tell, you weren't going to, that's why I stopped."
"Ummm...."
She took a couple pictures.
"You want me to do another hundred from the other side?"
"Sure....'
So, from my right side, as I lay prone and flat,  I counted out Seventy, when She stopped, because some pimple or somesuch on my left buttock had opened up, started bleeding, and She began tending to it.
Then it was time for Her to start getting ready for work, and told me to lay there as long as I needed.
Eventually, I got up, put on my panties and a-shirt, and went into the kitchen, and started making my daily meal.
I ate, while reading the paper.
She left for work, around 10:40.
I took a few selfie pix, and went to bed.

She woke me up... around 15:00,  to tell me the pool guy was here (Yes, I knew that, I heard him), and that She had been fired. (Oh?)
"Now, I can spank you every morning!"
"Is that right?"

I got up to pee, and chow down on some chocolate.
Back to sleep.
Alarm off 1745, up 1800.
Stitch was home, already showered...She was getting in the shower, I was right behind Her.
They left to go to a munch, just before me.
I left last, and locked up.
In car 18:48,  at work  1933.

HsLS  15
HsLO  696
HsLD   14
Hr UN  755
Her DO?  Yes

from One Scenario of Mandatory Male Orgasm Denial
 Never ask why you are denied orgasm; accept Her will.

from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
She will decide if and when the penis may ejaculate; she may deny giving permission for any reason.

from How to Control Your Husband

 I have done my research over the years and have been trying to find a way to sum it all up in a simple form. 

Well, here it is.  If you want to control your husband, here is a guide that should be of some help. It is by no means a complete, in-depth discourse, but should be enough to get you started.

Also, if you, yourself, feel a bit timid or guilty about doing or saying some of the things your partner wants or needs to hear, then you have to remember, you are doing it because you love him and he does it because he loves you.  Don't push him harder than he can stand, but always push to find his limits. Once you find them, respect them, but keep on pushing them.

The following is a list of things you should be doing. Not everything will apply in every case, and there my be things not on the list that work for you. 

Here we go:  

Her pic, right after 101

Her pic, right after 101

My selfie pix, not more than an hour later:

5.23 Diary

Channel surfing, She found a bizarre movie called "Teeth",  about vagina dentata.
I watched it with Her, and we went to sleep, 0230.

One might ask...or rather, She might ask, or even, She HAS asked, why am I not showing any kind of inclination towards 'getting friendly'?

THIS is going to be a recurring theme over this weekend, during which we had no plans or events or dinners or parties, so we were home, together, quite often, and yet.......

Well...quite simply, my current financial crisis has me paralyzed.
I can get through things that are more like an auto-pilot, whether it be driving, or physical labor, or some such, but when I'm left alone to my thoughts... I freeze, I panic, or ...
I am simply becoming depressed, to the point of not caring.

Awake 0930.
I went to the toilet, fed the animals,  and She told me to come bedside, and get over Her lap... with my shorts off.
I did so, and She briskly applied ten smacks of a hairbrush to to each of my buttocks, four sets in all.
Then She said, "So, I was thinking,  all that other space in the other bedroom, I think I want the spanking bench moved in there.  Get on it."
I got up, and dutifully slid the spanking bench from a corner of the dining room, to an open spot in the other bedroom.
She watched, and said, "Get on it."
Still naked, I knelt on the bench.
She came up behind me, holding the zombie killer paddle.  
She applied 40 swats with it.
Then she left the room, and returned with the zombie killer pizza paddle,  similar to the other one, but wide and square, rather than long and skinny, and applied 40 smacks with it.
 'It' was INTENSE.
She even asked me, "You want me to not use it anymore?"
Well, no.  "Intense" is a good thing.  Better something I can feel, than something I'm bored with.
She took a bunch of pictures (at end of this post), and we started moving around,  getting dressed, drinking coffee, then went out to my car, to run a bunch of errands.
First to my workplace, to get my paycheck.
Then back home, because She wanted to use OUR toilet.   (51.5 miles)
Then, to the AAA office in LB (63 miles) to get new tags for Her car, and to get our separate memberships combined onto one.
Then, we drove through a BoxedJack;
Then, on to the VZW store near the LW mall,  where we combined our separate cell phone plans into one family plan.
Then, around the corner from there,  a branch of Her bank, to deposit my check, and some supermarket shopping.
Then, another stop at another market on the way, because eggs were cheaper there...
And home  (71 miles,  18:00)
Got the groceries in.....   I put my laundry, that I had done yesterday, away....
Cleaned the chamber pot ...   called Mom, left a voicemail....
Gave Cookie a bath....
Then dinner...
And I excused myself to my room to watch Nurse Jackie.
I watched two episodes...
And must have fallen asleep around 23:00.

Still, no sex, no thoughts about it. My mind is just not 'there'.

HsLS  87
HsLO  264
HsLD   13
HunL   323
Her DO  No
Did I offer?  No

from One Woman's Tips to Make Him a Submissive Man
Tease him. Deny him.  Keep him in a constant state of orgasm-denial.  He must learn to state when he is ready to cum, and ask you to stop. He must learn to masturbate for you, and stop.  Forbid all unsupervised masturbation.  He may only cum with your permission.  

from The House Rules
The Rules are subject to change anytime at all.

from Scriptures Pertaining to Discipline:
Proverbs 22:15  Folly is bound up in the heart of a child, but the rod of discipline will drive it far away.

03.30 Diary

As I sat in my car, the owner of the car in front of me, along with like 5 other people, came out...and started talking about ...the damage to the rear end of his car....  and after ten minutes, one noticed that I was sitting there in my car.
He approached me, and ..I gave him my insurance information.

Then I sat quietly awhile, then  drove off to the 7-11 for a cup of cappuccino, and returned.
After a few minutes, Stitch came out again....  and said, 'She says, if you're not coming in, then we're both coming out."
"I'm not coming in," I said.
He went back in, and returned with Her.
They got in the car,  and I drove...to the restaurant where they, long before me, and now 'we',  habitually go for after-dinner ice cream.
The waiter that's been on this shift..forever... met us at the door.... just to tell us, the restaurant was out of ice cream!
No matter, we went in..... we all had coffee,  She had apple cobbler, Stitch had banana cream pie....

Stitch went to pay...   She came up behind me, bent down, and ...bit my neck.
Unprepared and so not in the mood, I yelled, "G....DAMMIT!"

And...we headed home,  in quiet..arriving 0215..and in bed 0230.

She was up earlier...and asked if I wanted pancakes or crepes.
"No thank you... " I mumbled.
While I dozed, She came in, and took my laundry hamper out to the wash area.
I got up, around noon...  
Had coffee, and a snack, while reading the newpaper....
Went to use the toilet, and just like it happened repeatedly over these days off,  Stitch was occupying the bathroom.  
I finally got my turn.
Shortly thereafter, I was prepping to take a shower, prior to work...and our other roommate was in the shower ahead of me.   siiiiiiiigh.
And I realized, and started chuckling, it was only 1245 or so.... and I didn't need to leave until  1345 or so....  I was about an hour off in my head.
I was in Her room, talking about that, and She said, "Go get the zombie killer..."
I looked at Her in disbelief for a scant moment, then...went and got it.
I returned, and She told me to bend over the bed...which Stitch was still laying on, while reading email or I don't know what, on his cell phone.
To the seat of my grey boxer briefs, She applied 50+ strokes of the zombie killer.
She pulled down the briefs....
And started shrieking, "These are dirty, your ass is dirty!  Take these off! Clean your ass! Put on clean shorts!"
I went to the bathroom,  with a deep feeling of "fuck this, I don't need this ..."
My ass was NOT dirty.... what She saw in my briefs was from a prior movement....
I went on to my room, and thought about laying down until it was time to go.
She came into my room, and we talked about it briefly.
She left....  and for a reason that escapes me, I started going through my underwear drawers, folding most of my pairs of briefs and tights, somewhat neatly.
THEN I went and showered...and dressed...and packed ...and mixed up some iced coffee....   while little-s, who had emerged, reminded me twice to 'get gas'  as she had seen the low-fuel indicator light up, the night before....
And in my car 1400, and stopped at the closest gas station.
On to work....    traffic on the 10 being thicker than I was used to on that route,  then traffic on the 101 was ... jammed.... and so I arrived at work around 1505.

My job on the Sunday shift, is "set up"  ..i.e. setting up the next day's work...   which I used to do, daily, until I went on the overnight shift.  It's a different challenge, and ..sometimes...kinda fun, as it's like putting together a puzzle, getting all the pieces together.

In the course of the night, we exchanged texts:
"Your clothes are ready what would you like me to do with them?"
"Put em back in my laundry basket, after removing anything in there currently and putting in white basket"
"Okay now I'm lost. I interrupted C's laundry to do yours.  Now she is doing her laundry.  Please re explain your instructions in a way that I may understand it"

SERIOUSLY?
 I have two laundry baskets in my room...one large/tan, one small/white.   If anything is in the tan one right now, it's dirty...so put it in the white basket, and use the tan one for all the clean laundry coming out of the dryer.   What is so fucking difficult?

I wrote back:
"Throw it in the swimming pool"
She wrote
"Will b
"Do so now"

I have no idea how this is going to play out.
I am pretty sure She is way too practical to actually have thrown it in the swimming pool.
But if I arrive home, and see that She really did....

Oh, forget it, I don't want to play the game of "what if".

Later, another text from Her:
"Recorded BBT for you. The spanking episode"
I didn't really care for that episode, even if it did include spanking, and I told Her so:
"Didn't really like it, but thanks."
"Then I will delete it."
The most fitting comment there would have been "whatever..." but I really dislike when OTHER people say that, so I did not say that, or anything else.

And in a few minutes from Her:
"I'm starting to feel like I can't do anything right today"
Well, it was 10:00 at night when She wrote that, and I replied:
"The day is nearly over"

And, 45 minutes after that:
"Did you register for the lick party on Friday? Please let me know ASAP"

Well, the main problem with registering is, one has to do it by RSVPing to an actual invitation, and I have not received one (yet).
The second problem is the one I replied to Her about:
"I did not, and doubtful about going, considering $50."
 The price of admission to this party is $15 for F, $35 for M.
Her reply :
"ERGH"

I am curious why She needed my reply "ASAP"  but I suppose the answer to that will ... or will not... come out in good time.

Additionally...and something I have yet to discuss with Her ...  is....
After my PA the previous night, I am seriously...very seriously.... thinking about taking a hiatus from public play.
  I don't mean,  swearing it off altogether, just taking a hiatus...while trying  to get a feeling for how much I really do or do not 'miss it'.
I'm thinking, all of April....and then She'll be out of town, May 2 to May 9.
So, maybe....  through, and until, She returns.
I don't mean,  not going at all, not attending the parties.
     Just NOT playing, NOT being turned into an exhibition,  NOT walking around with a ring of jingle-bells around my junk just because it amuses Her,
...Just being a spectator,  if She wants me to accompany Her to any parties She might want to attend.

HsLO  134
HsLS  35
Her DO?  No
HsLD   11 1/2
D UN  96

Thought for the Day
 "There are no delays in the Divine Plan for me.
  Nothing can hinder the operation of this Law unto my Life and Action.
   Obstructions are removed from my path and I now enter into the realization and manifestation of complete fulfillment,
  I do not have to wait, for the Law waits upon me at every turn in Life's road."

from My Manifesto:
 I will never engage in masturbation of my own accord, but only with express consent and permission from Her. 

3.20 Diary

00:30 up to pee and snack...
04:45 up to pee and snack...
0745 kinda awake
0815 alarm off
0845 awake...
I was stretched out on the bed, prone, face down, wearing white boxer briefs, and She mumbling, "Oh that's tooooo inviting" and pulled out of the toy bag the bamboo cane, and said, "Be still.."  and She whacked my bottom 25 times with it.... then She dropped the cane and picked up the zombie killer, and applied thirty with it...
Then She pulled down the briefs to take a look.  "Ah, no blood...."
Then I got up for snack and pills and more cleaning....
Then showered and dressed ...
And in my car 1039, heading for text-study class....arriving in time to get a trenti iced-coffee, and get inside as it started.
Out of class at 13:00, I went back to my car, sat in it, had my one cigarette of the day, and called Her, to see if anything was needed....  just milk and cookies.
I went inside the supermarket, did some shopping, and headed home.
I arrived, went in, said hello to Her and Mb, and went into my bedroom to begin my next project.
We had earlier in the morning picked up all the little carpet and rugs spread over the concrete floor, and taken them out to wash them....now I was ready to begin, sweeping and mopping the entire floor.
And I emptied the porta-toilet and washed and dried all the mats,
and read from the text book for awhile...
Then figuring the floors were dry from the wet-mopping, I put my room back together....
Then She and I were in my car, 1750, and we headed to HB for a Munch.
We arrived around 1835.
...had Mexican dinner, while listening to a Female Dom talk about communications....
and left around 2115.
We went, a couple miles away, to the house Her son lived in, with Half-sister, and I sat in the car dozing, while She went inside.
She returned to the car, and we headed home.

Home and after some puttering around...

Asleep, 2300.

HsLO  396 1/2
HsLS   149 1/2
HsLD    15
D un     86

Times with That Dirty Slut    1

Days under public punishment  27





Lyric of the day:
Gazing at people, some hand in hand,
Just what I'm going through they can't understand.
Some try to tell me, thoughts they cannot defend,
Just what you want to be, you will be in the end.

And I love you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.

03.19 Diary

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01.17 diary

Awake 0715, when She woke me up, asking me to come join Her in Her bed...
And awake again 0930.... chores and etc...
And out together 11:45, heading to TOR where She had an appointment with Her beautician...
During which time, I got an email from my work manager, asking me to call him, so I stepped out of the room, and we talked, about a potential very interesting work schedule for me.
I finished up, went back in the room, and She was about ready, and She dressed and we left.
She had to go to the bank and move money around.... then we went to a Pet store, and put in a supply of cat food, dog food, and other cat and fish supplies.
We went home, and unloaded, then got back in the car, and headed out to a 99c store, in search of ginger root.   We picked up a number of items, but ...no ginger root in stock, so we went to another 99c store some 8 minutes away, and no ginger root there either..and we headed back home.
And began to pack, as the three of us were headed out that night,  to go to a meet-in-greet in WCO prior to the Grue, the next day, and staying in a motel that night (and the next night).... and still needed to track down some ginger root, time permitting.
I packed one bag of all my chastity devices, seven of them, plus some odds and ends that weren't exactly chastity devices,  in preparation for a  presentation She suggested I give....
I packed the Dungeon bag with every one of our daily implements, plus some lesser used ones (floggers) and a number of other items of possible interest (nipple clamps, etc).
She wanted an ice chest, to have cold water, etc in the room, available. So She sent R out to get one from the garage. He brought one back....with a non-matching lid, so She sent him again, to find  the lid that matches it.
For Her figging demo, She wanted to have a plastic sheet (bought one at the 99c Store, for about a dollar), a regular bed sheet (She dug up one), a knife for paring, a dispensable one in case it gets lost (I found a couple) ...and a blanket, to wrap around oneself , in case it gets  chilly, while having few, if any clothes on.
I picked out a blanket, and She said, "Yes, that's good...."  then a few minutes later, came from Her room, holding a different one..."This one instead..."
I frowned. "The one I picked ain't good enough?"
"I think this one will be better."
"Do you want to pick the knife to take, since I obviously can't choose the right thing?"
She looked at me with an angry face, and said, "Get in here."
I followed Her into Her bedroom, and She said, "Drop your pants."
I did. 
"Bent over the bed."
I did.
She went to my room, and came back with the long, heavy, bamboo zombie killer paddle.
"You need to lose the attitude, and be careful of how you talk to me."
She whacked my bottom some twenty five times with that paddle.
With no warm-up, it hurts-like-hell.
R walked in for the 'tail' end of it.  
"He's getting this for attitude he gave me," She said to him.
"Oh," he said, non-plussed.
"Pull up your pants......   lose the attitude...and go finish packing."
I did so.
While feeling angry.... bitter....pissed-off...  just, ready to chew on some nails.
Everybody and everything was packed, and R and I took it to my car, and I loaded it up.
We checked out the traffic options on sigalert,  and decided on 710 N, to 10 E, and off we went, albeit somewhat slowly....around 1715.
The dinner 'started' at 19:00 and we were watching to see if we would have time to check in at the motel first, or find another 99c on the way, first. 
We did not, and arrived at the restaurant just before 19:00.
We entered.... a few others were there, in the bar.... the room the restaurant was providing  was not yet ready...
But after a few minutes, the room was ready, and we moved in.
And it was a meet and greet, at a Mexican restaurant....
  and after a while, the noise level became too much, and I stepped out for awhile, and went to sit alone in my car..... and then I returned.....
Around 22:00, we had all had enough, and made our goodbyes, and departed, and headed to the motel, to check in....
And we moved into the room, what bags we needed....  
R slept in one bed, J and I slept in the other,  and that's all we did, getting to sleep, quite quickly.

The evening did continue, with me being ... bitter...  and giving Her one or two-word answers to questions...  
She knew something was ..amiss, but I was not talking about it.

I DID talk to Her about it, the next day, during the Grue after-Grue-party,  and rather than wait for proper chronology, I'll try to explore my feelings now.

THIS spanking was 'impromptu' and 'punishment'.
Such spankings have been rare.
I remember....one..... back in October....  a quick one with some cane strokes, in my bedroom, while getting ready for one of our numerous trips....
Otherwise, there haven't been any real 'surprises' , and  for the most part, the 'beatings' have been for our mutual pleasure.
But THIS one...  happened quickly...  unexpected...  in a context in which I would not have expected it (packing for a trip)...   and it was for ... a good reason.
And I got my knickers in a twist about it.
And, I just don't know why.
THIS was very nearly a fantasy fulfillment.
For years I've fantasized of having a Mommy/Strict Wife calling me on a misdeed, and spanking me right then and there for it.
So, what about it, pissed me off?

The best I can come up with.... and this is 'weak', I admit, but it is the best I can come up with...is the lack of consistency.   I've shot off a smart mouth to Her before....  gawd knows, many times before....  and usually, She said, "Oh stop it..."   or  gave a me sad look...or even, apologized Herself, if She thought there was some fault on Her part.
But, this time, She whacked me for it.
Maybe I felt..... howcum I got away with the smartmouth many times before, and not this time?

In short, I deserved it, I knew I deserved it, I know I deserved it.
Perhaps...it would help (me, and my feelings about it) if She was really consistent with it,  letting me know anytime I smartmouth Her, that it is unacceptable.

Since then, I've expanded this short scene, in my mind, to a longer fantasy:
Which starts with Her telling me to strip naked for this beating.... (as, I am usually naked for them).
Afterwards, She says, "And you will remain naked, until we are finished packing, and ready to go out the door...."
 So there I am, walking around the house, gathering whatever.... in view of R.... my red buttocks on display...   until all the bags are by the front door, ready to go out.
Then She says, "Let's finish the lesson."  And has me bend over....  (whatever,  table, bed, or while standing) for further smacks of the paddle.
"Now get dressed, and let's get going...."

HsLO  63
HrLS  63
HsLB&p  8
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