Boy...was I in rare form last night! I honestly don't know what had gotten into me...I was pushing Daddy WICKED far last night...and he pushed back. I guess I was just in some sort of devilish mood or something.
After Daddy returned home for the day, I immediately began to annoy him. I was being smart-mouthed and very fresh. I think Daddy said,"Excuse me?" about a dozen times. I could not seem to help myself, or should I say, my MOUTH?! There were times that even I didn't believe what I was saying! Daddy seemed very patient and tolerant at first. However, he was not going to let me get away with my childish behavior. He brought me into the living room and bent me over the couch. He gave me a few good hard spankings to try and adjust my attitude. Daddy used only his hand, but it still brought tears to my eyes.
One would think that this would be enough of a deterant to make me behave like a good girl for at least the rest of the night. Well...you would be wrong. This actually made me more obstinate and defiant than ever. I believe Daddy was getting really exasperated with me and was almost to the limits of what he was going to put up with. Daddy finally reached his limit when I actually tried to slap him. *shudder* I SHOULD NEVER have done that! Daddy stopped my hand in mid-flight and from the look on his face I knew I was in for some serious sh--. (Why do I DO these things?!)
Daddy was SUPER mad. He pulled me out of the kitchen and into the living room. He shoved me into the corner. He didn't care that the kids were in the next room. This offense was SO BAD that he didn't care if I was embarassed by them seeing me standing there. I stood there shamefully staring at the floor. I didn't dare move from that spot. I knew what I did was wrong...terribly wrong and yet I somehow could not help myself. I cannot explain my actions, other than to say, that I have felt the need, lately, to test Daddy. It probably has something, if not everything, to do with his preoccupation with work lately...but that is NO EXCUSE for my behavior. I should NEVER raise my hand or even my voice to Daddy. I am truly VERY sorry. :(
When Daddy came back into the living room, he took me out of the corner and bent me over the couch again. He lifted my nightgown to expose my naked bottom and then left the room. I could hear him rummaging around in the bathroom. Ugh...I knew what that meant! When he came back into the room, he proceeded to give me ANOTHER lecture about my behavior and what would and would NOT be tolerated. I gave a tearful apology, but I knew that wouldn't stop what was coming. Daddy spread my cheeks and applied MORE Bengay inside my bum. He followed that up with a few HARD spankings right dead center where the cream was. Let me tell you...THIS HURTS! He then made me sit down right on my bottom.
Well, all of this had definitely taken the fight out of me. After that, I just sat there very quietly. I was very tired and I just wanted to go to sleep. Daddy brought me upstairs and tucked me in under the blankets. He then took out the "Mute Button" and shoved it in my mouth. He smiled and said, "Ha! It works!" He told me he would be up later to give me a GOOD spanking with the paddle, after our oldest was asleep. And even though I was terribly nervous about what was to come, I somehow still managed to drift off to sleep.
Daddy was either super kind...or super tired, but he never did paddle me last night. (He went to sleep before our oldest son.) But this morning when he left, he reminded me that our oldest would not be home tonight, and that the little one will sleep through ANYTHING! My bottom is already quivering with nervous anticipation. I know what is coming and I can't say that I don't deserve it...but I think the anticipation of a long hard paddling might be worse than the paddling itself. But I WILL take my punishment like a good girl. I broke several of Daddy's Rules and must face the consequences. I am VERY SORRY DADDY. I know what I did was wrong and I WILL try to be a good girl. I promise.
P.S. I will tell you all about my punishment tonight in tomorrow's installment!
Thursday, February 6, 2014
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Daddy's Property
Last night I awoke at about 4 a.m. to feel Daddy's penis entering me from behind. I felt his arm encircle my waist and pull me hard and fast against his chest. He whispered in my ear, "You are MY BabyDoll!" and I responded, "Yes Daddy!" He used his hands to push and pull my hips hard against his groin. It felt incredible. I belong to Daddy...his to take whenever and wherever he deems necessary. I have no say in the matter, but that is what I wanted. To be Daddy's submissive wife and BabyDoll. I am Daddy's property. I belong to him, as does my body; no longer mine to decide what to do with, but his to use as he sees fit. I have submitted to him in every way which means giving up all ideas that I have my own free will. I must listen to, and obey Daddy.
Now, that does not mean that I ALWAYS comply immediately, or easily. As a matter of fact, as I am writing this, I am having a hard time sitting because my bottom is on fire from the inside! This morning, as I was getting the kids off to school, I was cleaning up from breakfast and I was feeling rather "grown-up" and I cursed at Daddy. I not ONLY cursed, but the words were directed AT him. I called him a DipSh--! Oooops! (That was a mistake!) He dragged me out of the kitchen (away from the kids), bent me over the couch and put a good dose of Bengay up inside my rectum. I then had to return to the kitchen to finish the dishes. It was not easy to compose myself... it is STILL stinging!
I guess that I will always have the need to test Daddy's limits and see how far he will let me push the boundaries of what he considers "good" behavior. When I have pushed too far...I must accept the consequences, which I do humbly...and often! But if you ask me...Daddy likes to see a little fight in his "Jersey Girl." Otherwise, he might NEVER get to use his paddle! ;)
P.S. Daddy said I was lucky the kids were home, or I would have gotten corner time too!
Now, that does not mean that I ALWAYS comply immediately, or easily. As a matter of fact, as I am writing this, I am having a hard time sitting because my bottom is on fire from the inside! This morning, as I was getting the kids off to school, I was cleaning up from breakfast and I was feeling rather "grown-up" and I cursed at Daddy. I not ONLY cursed, but the words were directed AT him. I called him a DipSh--! Oooops! (That was a mistake!) He dragged me out of the kitchen (away from the kids), bent me over the couch and put a good dose of Bengay up inside my rectum. I then had to return to the kitchen to finish the dishes. It was not easy to compose myself... it is STILL stinging!
I guess that I will always have the need to test Daddy's limits and see how far he will let me push the boundaries of what he considers "good" behavior. When I have pushed too far...I must accept the consequences, which I do humbly...and often! But if you ask me...Daddy likes to see a little fight in his "Jersey Girl." Otherwise, he might NEVER get to use his paddle! ;)
P.S. Daddy said I was lucky the kids were home, or I would have gotten corner time too!
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
Reprieve!
Well, Daddy finally goes back to work today. :( I have conflicting feelings about this. My heart aches when I see him walk out the door, but my bottom heaves a huge sigh of relief! I was lucky, you could say, last night. Daddy fell asleep and I never DID get my last spanking for the day. (Yay!)
This morning when we woke up Daddy was very generous. He threw the blankets off me and for a split second I thought he was going to remember about the night before and give me a spanking! But instead, he moved slowly down my body and buried his face between my thighs. Oh yes! (I was dying to come because I hadn't for several days.) It was so soft and warm and lovely. There is nothing quite like the feeling of Daddy's lips and tongue on HIS pussy. Daddy is very adept at this task and I came rather quickly. I then nuzzled into Daddy's chest. I could smell myself on his beard as I snuggled in closer...(Daddy says it's the best taste and smell in the world :) We cuddled like that for a couple of minutes, then I said I had to get up and get breakfast ready for the kids. Daddy grabbed my arm and pulled me quickly up over his knee. He then proceeded to give me a "light" spanking just to make sure I wouldn't forget the last day and a half. I assured him that I would not! My bottom is still EXTREMELY sore from Daddy's "attention." (Sitting down was a REAL problem yesterday!)
However, I do believe that all in all, this was a pretty "mild" "Learning Day." Daddy is still VERY much preoccupied with his job and until things work themselves out...I am afraid that I will have to take a backseat. (Ha...no pun intended!) I look forward to having Daddy's FULL attention back very soon. Until then, I suppose I should just keep my mouth shut and say "Yes Daddy." :)
This morning when we woke up Daddy was very generous. He threw the blankets off me and for a split second I thought he was going to remember about the night before and give me a spanking! But instead, he moved slowly down my body and buried his face between my thighs. Oh yes! (I was dying to come because I hadn't for several days.) It was so soft and warm and lovely. There is nothing quite like the feeling of Daddy's lips and tongue on HIS pussy. Daddy is very adept at this task and I came rather quickly. I then nuzzled into Daddy's chest. I could smell myself on his beard as I snuggled in closer...(Daddy says it's the best taste and smell in the world :) We cuddled like that for a couple of minutes, then I said I had to get up and get breakfast ready for the kids. Daddy grabbed my arm and pulled me quickly up over his knee. He then proceeded to give me a "light" spanking just to make sure I wouldn't forget the last day and a half. I assured him that I would not! My bottom is still EXTREMELY sore from Daddy's "attention." (Sitting down was a REAL problem yesterday!)
However, I do believe that all in all, this was a pretty "mild" "Learning Day." Daddy is still VERY much preoccupied with his job and until things work themselves out...I am afraid that I will have to take a backseat. (Ha...no pun intended!) I look forward to having Daddy's FULL attention back very soon. Until then, I suppose I should just keep my mouth shut and say "Yes Daddy." :)
Monday, February 3, 2014
One If By Hand...If Two Then By Paddle!
So, I guess my attitude had not changed significantly enough for Daddy by this morning because I earned myself two ROUGH spankings before noon! The first one was just because it was a "Learning Day" and Daddy said that I needed to understand and be aware of that. Daddy sat on the bed and pulled me over his knee. He pinned my legs down so I could not struggle too much. Daddy spanked me very hard with his bare hand. I was in tears by the second set. After my spanking Daddy stroked my back until I had calmed down some. He kissed me and wiped my tears and we decided to go down to the living room and watch some T.V.
I don't think we were down there for even 10 minutes before Daddy was hauling my a-- upstairs again for another round. He said that I had a bad attitude and it needed adjusting. He had me kneel on the bed again, face down and bottom up. He decided to give me another 20 whacks with the paddle. That thing REALLY hurts. Each stroke sent shock waves through my body. At first, my body fought against the spanking. I was bucking and kicking just trying to get away from that awful paddle. Eventually, I lost the will to fight and my body went limp. I just buried my face in the pillow and bawled. When Daddy was finished, he knew that I had hit my threshold. He gathered me up in his arms and rocked me gently, back and forth for a long time. When I finally managed to compose myself, he lifted my face to his and kissed me very gently. He told me how much he loved me and why he had to punish me yet again. I said that I understood and I nuzzled in closer to him.
If you can believe it, I actually got 6 swats in the kitchen not an hour after my paddling for telling Daddy what to do! (It was a fairly minor incident and since Daddy had JUST paddled my bottom, he just bent me over the kitchen counter and swatted my behind. Believe me, I FELT it after the paddling I just had! Daddy says that I NEED to learn who is in charge and that he will MAKE SURE that I do!
I don't know about you...but I for one believe him!
I don't think we were down there for even 10 minutes before Daddy was hauling my a-- upstairs again for another round. He said that I had a bad attitude and it needed adjusting. He had me kneel on the bed again, face down and bottom up. He decided to give me another 20 whacks with the paddle. That thing REALLY hurts. Each stroke sent shock waves through my body. At first, my body fought against the spanking. I was bucking and kicking just trying to get away from that awful paddle. Eventually, I lost the will to fight and my body went limp. I just buried my face in the pillow and bawled. When Daddy was finished, he knew that I had hit my threshold. He gathered me up in his arms and rocked me gently, back and forth for a long time. When I finally managed to compose myself, he lifted my face to his and kissed me very gently. He told me how much he loved me and why he had to punish me yet again. I said that I understood and I nuzzled in closer to him.
If you can believe it, I actually got 6 swats in the kitchen not an hour after my paddling for telling Daddy what to do! (It was a fairly minor incident and since Daddy had JUST paddled my bottom, he just bent me over the kitchen counter and swatted my behind. Believe me, I FELT it after the paddling I just had! Daddy says that I NEED to learn who is in charge and that he will MAKE SURE that I do!
I don't know about you...but I for one believe him!
What Daddy Did Last Night
So when Daddy arrived home last night, he was bearing pizza! Yummy! But while I was eating, he kept staring at me. As soon as I was finished, he asked me if I was ready to go upstairs. I grimly nodded yes and got up and walked very slowly up the stairs. When we got to the bedroom, he asked me AGAIN if I knew why we were having a "Learning Day." I said "Yes, because I should NEVER tell Daddy what to do." And then Daddy asked "Why should you never tell Daddy what to do?" "Because Daddy is the decision maker." I said meekly. He nodded in agreement and motioned for me to come to him.
Then he had me get up on the bed again, kneeling with my head down on a pillow and my bottom up in the air. He proceeded to give me another "silent spanking" with a little more cream this time. The burn was much more intense than last time. Just as I began to protest, Daddy struck me with the paddle. He spanked me 20 times with that huge horrible thing! It is long, hard and very heavy! I HATE IT!!!!!!!!!! Once it was finally over (which felt like an eternity) he hugged me and kissed me and told me he loved me. I was not placated though.
(Daddy said I forgot to add a part...I can't believe I forgot...after this spanking Daddy put in the anal plug. And he DID NOT insert it gently! I was REALLY pissed off about that! It did NOTHING to help my attitude!)
I did not react well to this punishment. I should say, Daddy was not happy with my reaction to my punishment. After Daddy disciplines me, I am usually much more humbled, loving, and I am usually very affectionate with Daddy. This punishment had the opposite effect. I was angry and silent and distant. I should have known that my actions, at this point, would have VERY serious consequences. Daddy was not going to stand for my sullen behavior. After a few short minutes of tolerating my "attitude", he marched me right back upstairs...put me up on the bed, removed the plug, and used his finger to put a whole LOT of Bengay inside my bottom! The burn was horrific and instantaneous. I started wailing and writhing around on the bed like a freshly caught fish! Daddy immediately scooped me up in his arms, and rocked me back and forth while I cried. He kept repeating the words, "It's okay. Daddy's here."
We stayed that way for a while. I cried, he rocked and soothed and comforted. Eventually, the burning became less intense and Daddy brought me back downstairs and bundled me up on the couch next to him. Once I had finally calmed down, I realized how tired I was, both mentally and physically. So I just snuggled up next to Daddy and fell asleep.
Right at this moment, Daddy is dropping the two kids off at school. I know it is still a "Learning Day" and that when he comes home, it will start all over again. But...he has promised no Bengay for the day. :) Wait...is that a good thing or a bad thing? What ELSE does he have in mind??!!
Then he had me get up on the bed again, kneeling with my head down on a pillow and my bottom up in the air. He proceeded to give me another "silent spanking" with a little more cream this time. The burn was much more intense than last time. Just as I began to protest, Daddy struck me with the paddle. He spanked me 20 times with that huge horrible thing! It is long, hard and very heavy! I HATE IT!!!!!!!!!! Once it was finally over (which felt like an eternity) he hugged me and kissed me and told me he loved me. I was not placated though.
(Daddy said I forgot to add a part...I can't believe I forgot...after this spanking Daddy put in the anal plug. And he DID NOT insert it gently! I was REALLY pissed off about that! It did NOTHING to help my attitude!)
I did not react well to this punishment. I should say, Daddy was not happy with my reaction to my punishment. After Daddy disciplines me, I am usually much more humbled, loving, and I am usually very affectionate with Daddy. This punishment had the opposite effect. I was angry and silent and distant. I should have known that my actions, at this point, would have VERY serious consequences. Daddy was not going to stand for my sullen behavior. After a few short minutes of tolerating my "attitude", he marched me right back upstairs...put me up on the bed, removed the plug, and used his finger to put a whole LOT of Bengay inside my bottom! The burn was horrific and instantaneous. I started wailing and writhing around on the bed like a freshly caught fish! Daddy immediately scooped me up in his arms, and rocked me back and forth while I cried. He kept repeating the words, "It's okay. Daddy's here."
We stayed that way for a while. I cried, he rocked and soothed and comforted. Eventually, the burning became less intense and Daddy brought me back downstairs and bundled me up on the couch next to him. Once I had finally calmed down, I realized how tired I was, both mentally and physically. So I just snuggled up next to Daddy and fell asleep.
Right at this moment, Daddy is dropping the two kids off at school. I know it is still a "Learning Day" and that when he comes home, it will start all over again. But...he has promised no Bengay for the day. :) Wait...is that a good thing or a bad thing? What ELSE does he have in mind??!!
Sunday, February 2, 2014
My Punishment
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There! Over 100 times...I hope Daddy is happy. :(
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The Storm Has Come...
I should have known that last post would come to no good. As soon as Daddy woke up and read it, he wrote that last comment. And so my respite is over and my punishment begins. Daddy had me go upstairs to meet him in the bedroom. He proceeded to tell me that I was right about him not being focused on me, and how that was all going to change for the next 40 hours or so. (Daddy has taken Monday off) He gave me a lecture about how I have been mouthy and telling him what to do lately. He told me that HE is the decision maker, and that I should NEVER, EVER presume to tell him what he, or we, should do. I may make suggestions, but I am NOT in charge.
The next thing he did was he had me kneel on the bed so he could administer a "silent spanking". He pulled down my pajama flap, pulled my cheeks apart and put just a small amount of Bengay inside my bottom. As soon as it began to burn he decided to test out his new paddle. And Daddy gave me a real spanking while the Bengay did it's thing! To be fair, Daddy was "gentle" (relatively speaking!) with the paddle because it was my first time. But I was crying by the end and I believe Daddy was happy with the results.
He had to go out for the afternoon and he has left me a punishment assignment. The first thing was to write about what JUST happened to me and why. (Which I am doing right now!) The next is that I have to KEEP writing about what is, has, and will happen to me over the next 40 hours. And the last part of my punishment will be my next post. Stay tuned! :(
The next thing he did was he had me kneel on the bed so he could administer a "silent spanking". He pulled down my pajama flap, pulled my cheeks apart and put just a small amount of Bengay inside my bottom. As soon as it began to burn he decided to test out his new paddle. And Daddy gave me a real spanking while the Bengay did it's thing! To be fair, Daddy was "gentle" (relatively speaking!) with the paddle because it was my first time. But I was crying by the end and I believe Daddy was happy with the results.
He had to go out for the afternoon and he has left me a punishment assignment. The first thing was to write about what JUST happened to me and why. (Which I am doing right now!) The next is that I have to KEEP writing about what is, has, and will happen to me over the next 40 hours. And the last part of my punishment will be my next post. Stay tuned! :(
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