This is sort of a story, sort of a dream, sort of a musing… I don’t really know what to call it. It’s for T because I want him to know how I feel. This is not a real event but it’s based on real events. And I hope it will be sort of a real event. Maybe tonight.
An evening reminder spanking
My evening routine is done and I feel ready to go to bed. Well not really ready because I kind of hate going to bed. Evenings and nights are my favorite time of the day (haha) and having a 11 pm bedtime is really annoying in some ways. I know that if I make a fuss about it T will change it to 10 pm so I’ll just be happy it’s 11 for now.
I find T in the garage and tell him “I am ready”. “Well done, go in and read and I’ll be with you when I’m done”. I give him a quick kiss and he pulls me in and gives me a warm hug.
Part of my evening routine is getting the bedroom ready so when I open the door it looks very tidy, cool and welcoming. I lay down on the bed with my book and pull a blanket over me. Our bedroom is always cold and I love that. But not without something to warm me up. Like a blanket. Or something else.
I start reading but I have a hard time concentrating because I am constantly listening for T and my brain is analyzing every sound from outside the bedroom so I put my earplugs in. Better!
T comes in and places a chair next to the bed. I sit up next to him and he takes my face in his hands and kisses my forehead. We talk for a bit about nothing and then we start going through “the list”.
The list is exactly what it sounds like: A list of things that I am supposed to do during the day. I’ve already had one punishment spanking today because I forgot to put my necklace (day collar) on this morning. 90 hard hand spankings. They really, really hurt but I am happy I got them because I know it means a lot to T that I wear the necklace. He loves seeing it and playing with it. I especially love it when he does it in public. Gives me a warm feeling of belonging and excitement.
I have not blogged in a while so we talk about that and try to figure out what to do about it. My suggestion is that blogging becomes a “required” activity that always has to be done every day to avoid physical punishment. T agrees and he also decides that I will have a reminder spanking now to motivate me not to skip blogging tomorrow.
It’s been a good day and I’ve managed to accomplish all the other tasks today. Yeay! T instructs me to go around the bed and lay down with my legs on the footstool and the rest of my body on the bed. He sits next to me and takes a firm grip around my hips.
“I will give you a warmup spankings to prepare for the reminder spanking. Your spanking will be at least 90 spanks but I will not stop until I feel it’s enough. Hopefully this will be enough to get you back on track. I know you can do better.
You have not blogged in some weeks and I need you to be better. You need to blog to organize your thoughts to track your progress. Do you agree?
“Yes I do”
I need to read your texts to be able to understand you better. Do you understand?
“Yes, I do”
Starting tomorrow you will blog everyday or you will be punished. Do you accept this?
“Yes, of course”
Do you want to add something before we continue?
“No I am ready. ”
The warmup makes a lot of difference to the real spankings that comes afterwards. Just one minute if warmups makes my buttocks more tolerant to the pain that comes afterwards. When I am punished during the day there is no warmup. It has to be quick and it needs to be on point.
In the evenings I am more emotional and tired so doing a hard spankings with no warmup would not be very constructive and it would probably rather have a bad affect on my behavior than a good one.
T warms up the skin all over my buttocks with quick, medium spanks. I feel the excitement rise in my body but I know I will not feel it in a minute. During hard punishments I just feel the pain and try to submit to it. Well at least that’s what my brain does. My body however loves the pain and after I’ve revived a punishment and have calmed down I can feel how my body is burning, and not just my red backside.
The real spanking starts. For some months T has been going easy on me with the pain during spankings but after we had a talk last week he has really stepped up. After just 15 spanks I feel like I’ve had enough and can’t see how I will get through all 90. Thankfully, T does them in 30×3 so I get a little break to collect myself and prepare.
During the last 10 I can’t keep quiet anymore and my soft moans and “aaaaoooos” becomes soft screams into my pillow.
He stops after 90 and I am very happy he did. He lays down beside me in the bed and I curl up closer to him. This is everything I ever wanted and more. I am perfectly happy in that moment.
Thank you for reading my blog. You are so awesome! Love Brianna
Brianna 