My husband and I were going somewhere earlier. Lately, I have been quite sassy I m sure this has nothing to do with the lack of maintenance spankings. I started to sass my HOH for not much of a reason at all. He gave me the, “Stop Now!” Look. I stopped and apologized. Apparently I forgot his warning, because soon my mouth ( with a mind of it’s own) was carrying on about something. He said, “Give me your phone.” Instead of obeying, I said, ” You wouldn’t dare!” (Darn 50 Shades of Grey making me brave. ).
Before I knew it, my thigh and butt was taking quite the swatting. I hand my phone over in shock.
My HOH has never taken my phone away or swatted me in the car before. And now we are discussing boot camp. Ugh.
My friend said to me a couple weeks ago when she was describing to me the break up of her engagement, “Anytime we would have a disagreement it would go the same way. I talk and he stares at the wall.” Then the conversation turned to how he wouldn’t buy her a wedding ring with diamonds. And how she bought him a car.
I would have married my husband with yarn around my finger, but he gives me the world. When we disagree, we discuss our issue and he decides. Even before our marriage we took care of each other.
Some of the differences a DD marriage makes. I thank God for my husband and our life together.
I’m a woman in my late twenties. I am married to my best friend. Together we work for a fulfilling marriage. I trust him with my life. Follow me as we venture into a DD marriage, where love is unconditional and his word is law.
It was July 4 th, we should have been celebrating our country’s independence but we were home having gravel spread on our driveway. I was a little unhappy with the price my HOH had agreed upon. (Seriously, I thought we had talked about this! I can’t believe you agreed to this.) Mr. HOH is pretty frustrated with my “attitude” but the boys are awake and we have to go so any discipline will have to wait.
We get to his parent’s house and I am trying to put it out of my mind. The Mother-in-law brings up the driveway and decides that her opinion is needed. (Skip ahead a few hours…and a couple comments to Mr. HOH from his mom and Aunt. “Does she always treat you that way?” And I am in deep trouble.
MR. HOH has been reading Clint’s blog and has taken his advice to heart. Soon I am bent over the bed and my bottom is receiving a very hard warm-up. Followed by the belt. I held still as long as I could. A few strikes with the cane and I am begging him to stop. (Each word he struck my already sore bottom with the cane. I WILL NOT TOLERATE ANY DISRESPECT! DO YOU UNDERSTAND? I am sobbing with a really sore bottom. I apologized and was disappointed in myself. I always want to honor my HOH. Now I am on the right track and do not plan to mess up again soon. Because of my spanking, I have been a better wife and mother.
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