Chickens, Rules, and Trouble

About a month ago Daddy surprised me with a box of adorable little chickens. They were all fluff and peeps. I was instantly in love with them. We set up their own little yard with a cute little coop. Every day I spend time cleaning their dishes and watching them scratch the ground looking for little bugs and snacks. They are just wonderful. 

Today we had a storm come in and my little babies were running around in their yard. Daddy told me He would take care of them for me and for me to stay in the house dry and safe. It wasn't that hard of a thing to do. Just stay put. But nope....Not me. I had to do the exact opposite of what He said. I went out and put the girls in the coop while He was getting their food. He didn't really say anything but I got that "look". 

I really need to start listening. How hard is it to just do what He says? I don't have that many rules. He doesn't ask me to do crazy things. He just wanted me to stay inside out of the storm but I just had to go out. 

I am sure I will hear more about this when the kids are in bed. 

Smart Mouth Problems

I think He is getting His groove back. Apparently I have a smart mouth and that causes problems for my hind end. I didn't even realize I had been telling Him what to do or ignoring His requests but He noticed. I was making the bed and He walked up next to me and placed a hand on my back. The next thing I knew He had me bent over the bed and placed a firm swat against my back side.

I was a good girl....for about three swats.

Then it all went down hill. Fast.

Throwing elbows during a spanking is never a wise move, but actually making contact with Daddy's jaw was completely stupid. He is stronger than He looks and can hold me in place with just one hand. And that leaves His other hand for swinging. My back side hurt so much and by the time I was allowed up I felt horrible for acting the way I did.

It may take me a while to remember my place but I am really glad He is starting to take control again.

Day Twenty Nine

Is pain or humiliation (spankings for example) a part of your submission? What is your relationship to it? Do you embrace it as a part of your submission, tolerate it as necessary or have some other type of relationship with it?

Pain is a large part of our relationship and one of the first ways we started exploring this side of our relationship. I enjoy pain and find it to be closely tied to my orgasms. Spankings – ones that I really feel the next day- just fuel my submission. We don’t participate in a lot humiliation activities and I am thankful for that. I have a lot of body image issues and anything “humiliating” would just be too much for me. The closest we come to this is the pictures I post on here that He really likes. It is very hard for me to put those images out there for everyone to see but I do not find it humiliating. I do not think we could have this lifestyle and not include pain. It is too much a part of who we are as a couple. 

Day Ten

Does any element of BDSM occur as a part of your submissive relationships? How do you feel about BDSM? Is it core to your submission, peripheral or non-existent (other than the submission part)?

I have been stuck on this post for two days. I have started and restarted it so many times that I have lost count. While texting with Sir I asked for His help and He spent a long time going over it with me instead of getting his much needed sleep.

Yes, BDSM is a huge part of our lives. When we break it down (like in the image) it is very clear that we practice every part of it. We started playing in the bedroom before anything else. At first it was just blind folds and tie downs. Then He found toys. And more toys. Bondage became part of our ‘normal’ routine and helped me sink into a more submissive place in the bedroom. Now we have moved past actual bondage to something even more controlling to me. He can place me in a position and I will stay put.  It is more than ropes and ties. He has mentally restrained me. Moving is not an option.

We have discussed discipline in earlier posts. Thankfully I am a wonderful slave and I never get into trouble. (Wink Wink) Discipline is a tool that He uses to help me become the person He thinks I can be. It isn't fun but disappointing him is worse than any other punishment. I hate to see that look in His eyes.

Domination and Submission is the structure of our relationship. He is a natural leader. He enjoys being in charge and having things His way. Maybe it goes back to being an only child…..I don’t know. I cannot picture our lives any other way now. We used to fight each other all the time. He wanted things His way and I wanted them my way. It didn't work and we were miserable. Life got better once I stopped fighting Him. He became more confident in His decisions and He started making more decisions. Then He started making decisions that directly changed me. And I liked it. I liked Him taking charge of my life. He really does make better decisions than I do.

Sir is a sadist. We started figuring that out very early on in our play time. He would get so excited to see me wince. Red marks on my body became a huge turn on. The first time He spanked me was a huge eye opener for Him and for me. The more we played the more I enjoyed it. We went farther each time we played until I realized that I am a masochist. The more control and power He has over me the better my orgasm will be.  And pain, the right kind of pain, is just that much better.

After all this time I know that I am a submissive.  We could take everything else out of our relationship and I would still want to submit to Him. I would still be His Pet. I want to take care of Him. I want to please Him. I don’t see that part of me ever changing. 

Day Eight

Is spanking or corporal punishment a part of your submission? Why or why not?

Yes, He uses spanking as a last resort punishment. He likes to use other means to correct me since I find spanking erotic and a huge turn on.  A light little tap on my ass does nothing to deter unwanted behaviors. A spanking for us has to get past the fun part and into the “Oh Crap…That Hurts…Please Stop…I Promise I Will Be Good” phase.

I am thankful that He only uses it as a last result and that He feels my ass is the only appropriate place for that kind of punishment. He does not hit me anywhere else for discipline and He never disciplines me when He is angry. It usually starts with a “Go to your corner” where I can stay there for a long time. Once He is calm, he comes in and tells me why He is angry and how I am going to avoid this issue in the future.  I then bend over and “grab my ankles” or bend over the bed. He likes for me to count the swats and I am not allowed to put on a show. He always finishes with hugs, cuddles, and talking.

Overall I am a really good girl and I have only had a couple of punishment spankings. It can be hard for me to take but I know it is always for my own good.

Day Seven

Do you accept and/or expect discipline or punishments as a part of your submission? How do you feel about it?

McLintock - 1963
I am not a huge John Wayne fan but I love this movie!

Yes. I receive punishments. And I don’t like it.

Wait??? I need to write more than that?   

Punishment is a very real thing in our relationship but thankfully I do not get into trouble very often. He can use whatever He thinks is appropriate but usually it is spankings, grounding, corner time, and a stern talking to. Since the next question is about corporal punishments I will leave that for tomorrow.   J

I find grounding and corner time to be a harsh punishment for me. I do not like to sit and do nothing. I don’t like to think about what I did wrong or how my actions were out of line. My mind can be a dark and scary place sometimes. I can take a simple action and work it into the end of the world in just a few quick steps. It is a slippery slope for sure.

A stern talking to makes me cry. I hate to disappoint Him and sitting at His feet listening to all the ways I messed up is terrible. He has a way of speaking to me that is worse than any other punishment. It breaks my heart and scares me all at once. Sometimes I feel like it could melt the paint off the walls. It is just so cold and harsh compared to the way He normally speaks to me. I do everything I can to avoid that tone.

I wish I could say that I was the perfect house slave- I never mess up and He never has to punish me. I wish I was that good. The truth is that I am human. I make mistakes like everyone else. I am blessed with a compassionate and loving Master who knows the best ways to correct my actions without breaking who I am deep inside.