Valentine's Day
Our 17 month wedding anniversary...
2:00 up for P & S
5:00 up again for P
and letting Cookie off and on the bed...
Up and awake... 13:30.
I went into the living room, where She was having trouble getting Her desktop to communicate with Her printer.
I didn't have a real clear idea of what I was doing, but it was similar to problems I've had with mine, and in time, I was able to clear up the buffer jam, and get it to working well enough.
I was back in the bedroom, 1500 or so, starting to watch the hours of programs I had stored from the week, on DVR.
"Gotham"...
"Constantine" with Her
"Scorpion" during which She pulled out the pizza paddle, and said, "Over my lap" and ... I went, and She applied 30 of the paddle then had me swap positions of my feet and head, and applied 30 more.
(NO after pix)... I finished watching Scorpion...
"Criminal Minds"
I set up my laptop on the bed, and it was having such a problem maintaining a connection, that I was able to write one diary/blog entry over the course of several hours...
And dinner, some great beef stew...
"Suits"
and when She returned, "Elementary" and "Episodes".
And to sleep.... 2300.
Hours since last sex 110
Hours since last O 111
Hours since last FUN 5
Days Unlocked 83
Days since last CI 80
Her DO No
Showing posts with label zombie pizza paddle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label zombie pizza paddle. Show all posts
Monday, February 16, 2015
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
10.21 Diary
Took off a bit early...0620....which seemed to help, as I almost sailed home, arriving at 0700
I fed all the critters...and showered and dried and dressed, and went to the bedroom, and climbed in next to Her.
I dozed with Her an hour, and got up to fix a Daily Meal.
Then, off to bed.
Got up for P&S and noted how warm it had become in my room, and She suggested I move to the other bedroom.
I suggested, She wake me up around 1700, and went back to sleep.
She woke me up, around 1700,
and I came to, and went to the dining room table, and sat sipping coffee, while watching Her play "Metropolis" on Her desktop.
And I wondered why the heck I got up so early.
Then She stood up, and said, "Shall I get a paddle?"
Well, finally.
"And the camera?" I suggested.
She went to the bedroom, and came back with hairbrush, paddle, and camera on tripod.
I suggested using Stitch as camera man.
I set up the spanking bench, and focused the camera accordingly.
We stood in front of the camera, and She motioned Stitch to start it... and She said, "Get undressed."
I did, and Her right hand fondled the device surrounding my package, then She told me to mount the bench.
I did, and She applied 20 smacks to my left buttock, followed by twenty to my right.
She motioned to 'CUT' and told me to get up.
I did, and She showed me the big long crack down the side of the hairbrush She was using.
She picked up the bamboo breadboard paddle, and motioned Stitch to start again.
I got on the bench, and I counted as She smacked...twelve times, then She motioned 'Cut'.
Our pit bull was sitting next to Snitch, and snoring so loud as to drown out the sound track.
She had Stitch put Donna outside, and we started over.
With camera rolling, I got on the bench, and counted out 45 smacks of the paddle directly across my bottom.
Then...She had me get up.
I uploaded the videos from camera to Her desktop.
Then moved them from one folder to another so I could find them.
Then I converted them from HD to regular mp4.
And took a shower in the meantime.
Then I uploaded them to our clips4sale site, and left them for Her to add the appropriate verbiage.
And I dressed, and made coffee...and packed up,
and three of us went to Her car, after I moved my car into the driveway.
Off and running at 1830, and at work 1930.
Not that I wanted to be, since my least favorite co-worker was doing set up, so I'd have to work in the same office as him for ... 4 hours.
Well.... got through it.
There was one or two different moments when... I just wanted to deck him, but he wasn't sitting close enough to me to do just reach out, and I didn't feel like getting up to walk across the room....
Probably a good thing.
HsLS 128
HsLO 197
HsLD 6
H L up 108
Her DO No
Here is ... my favorite video clip... one that ...back in my days of compulsive masturbation ...was nearly guaranteed to get me off.
This is just SO classic... SO perfect... so much of what I want/wanted in a spanking...
If I didn't have a cage on my cock, I'd be getting hard right now. IN fact, I CAN feel some pressure there.
I fed all the critters...and showered and dried and dressed, and went to the bedroom, and climbed in next to Her.
I dozed with Her an hour, and got up to fix a Daily Meal.
Then, off to bed.
Got up for P&S and noted how warm it had become in my room, and She suggested I move to the other bedroom.
I suggested, She wake me up around 1700, and went back to sleep.
She woke me up, around 1700,
and I came to, and went to the dining room table, and sat sipping coffee, while watching Her play "Metropolis" on Her desktop.
And I wondered why the heck I got up so early.
Then She stood up, and said, "Shall I get a paddle?"
Well, finally.
"And the camera?" I suggested.
She went to the bedroom, and came back with hairbrush, paddle, and camera on tripod.
I suggested using Stitch as camera man.
I set up the spanking bench, and focused the camera accordingly.
We stood in front of the camera, and She motioned Stitch to start it... and She said, "Get undressed."
I did, and Her right hand fondled the device surrounding my package, then She told me to mount the bench.
I did, and She applied 20 smacks to my left buttock, followed by twenty to my right.
She motioned to 'CUT' and told me to get up.
I did, and She showed me the big long crack down the side of the hairbrush She was using.
She picked up the bamboo breadboard paddle, and motioned Stitch to start again.
I got on the bench, and I counted as She smacked...twelve times, then She motioned 'Cut'.
Our pit bull was sitting next to Snitch, and snoring so loud as to drown out the sound track.
She had Stitch put Donna outside, and we started over.
With camera rolling, I got on the bench, and counted out 45 smacks of the paddle directly across my bottom.
Then...She had me get up.
I uploaded the videos from camera to Her desktop.
Then moved them from one folder to another so I could find them.
Then I converted them from HD to regular mp4.
And took a shower in the meantime.
Then I uploaded them to our clips4sale site, and left them for Her to add the appropriate verbiage.
And I dressed, and made coffee...and packed up,
and three of us went to Her car, after I moved my car into the driveway.
Off and running at 1830, and at work 1930.
Not that I wanted to be, since my least favorite co-worker was doing set up, so I'd have to work in the same office as him for ... 4 hours.
Well.... got through it.
There was one or two different moments when... I just wanted to deck him, but he wasn't sitting close enough to me to do just reach out, and I didn't feel like getting up to walk across the room....
Probably a good thing.
HsLS 128
HsLO 197
HsLD 6
H L up 108
Her DO No
Here is ... my favorite video clip... one that ...back in my days of compulsive masturbation ...was nearly guaranteed to get me off.
This is just SO classic... SO perfect... so much of what I want/wanted in a spanking...
If I didn't have a cage on my cock, I'd be getting hard right now. IN fact, I CAN feel some pressure there.
Sunday, May 25, 2014
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.
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.
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