Why it is a BAD idea to break a rule a bunch a days in a row
Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 6:59 am
I have talked to Warden for years and have the pleasure of meeting him for lunch a couple of times we have talked having a play day with him, me and a mutual friend of ours for a long time but the timing was never right for the 3 of us. I finally have had the pleasure to get to play with him this week even though sadly our friend was busy.
I took a quick bath, washed my hair and then took forever trying to figure out what to wear and even down to what underwear. I ended up picking out cotton capris, regular underwear as well as a pair of my husband's briefs to wear over them and a comfy tshirt, figuring that it was be easier if I could just pull my pants on and off. As far as the underwear goes I have cute underwear, funny underwear, sexy underwear I knew I wasn't going to pick a sexy pair but almost decided on my funny ones since I have a pair that says "it's not your fault, but I'm blaming you anyways" but I wasn't sure if he'd think they were as funny as I do so just stuck to plain ones. I'm not really used to the idea of worried what someone will think of my underwear so it was a bit of a worry for me. It is so funny what my brain will pick to worry about when I'm nervous LOL. I finally did get dressed before he got here though.
I was a nervous wreak until he arrived Monday morning and even after until the punishment part was over. He was really good about checking in with how I was feeling and reassuring me that even though it would hurt that I would be ok and reminding me why it was going to hurt and that it was for my own good to help me make sure to take better care of myself.
He brought his toy bag with him and to tell the truth it was a bit overwhelming see all the implements he had. I only have a few so when I brought mine down next to his assortment mine was a bit sad. I found out that I do like some and others are not only named Wicked but are in fact very wicked. I also told him that I was worried that I would bore him because I think of myself as a wimp and that I thought that he might not want to play with me again after we played because of it, but again he reassured me and also made sure that we had a safe word in place.
We had a little issue to take care of before we could get into any play spanking, apparently it is a bad idea to not take your medicine and it is a REALLY bed idea to not take it seven days a week. Oh and by the way don't tell him I said this but keeping a list is "No Fair" which is not a phrase that he wants to hear . We started off with a through warm up with me OTK, he used his hand and two mild implements first over my pants, then my husband's briefs which I had already let him know that I had on, then the same over the briefs and finally with my underwear wedged so that he could hit bare skin as well as on my thighs. Then corner time with me knelling and holding the paddle behind my back, have I mentioned that I HATE corners? In the past I have been known to cause all kinds of frustration to my husband over them but since it was a first meet for a spanking my brat side seemed to be hiding so into the corner I went.
After corner time it was time to pay for not taking my medicine, I can't even say what all was used other than I know that a bamboo paddle ball paddle broke in the process. We had seven days worth of spankings to deal with all in one session YIKES! Day 1 was 12 swats, Day 2 was 18, Day 3 was 24 and by this time it was getting harder to stay down with each swat. Day 4 was 30 and I was lucky enough that he was willing to take a few pauses so that I would be able to get through it. Day 5 was 36 by this time my butt and thighs were on fire, it felt like he was building a bonfire back there. Day 6 was 42 and if it wasn't for the periodic pauses I don't know what I would do but luckily for me he was good at making sure that I was ok and giving me the pauses I needed. Day 7 was 48 by the end of these it felt like my butt was not only on fire but also pulsing with every beat of my heart. After this it was back to the corner to let it all sink in.
1 final thing left to make the point stay with me was after the corner he had me lay down over my ottoman for 12 with the bath brush having me not only count each one but promise that I will take my medicine on time. It hurt so bad that I know I sounded funny each time I made that promise. But afterwards it felt good to know that I had made it through the punishment and that he cared enough about me to help me so that I will take better care of myself.
Now time for the fun part!!! We tried out a bunch of different spoons including a "drum" set that I had gotten at bed bath and beyond in which 1 of them had a musical note cut out of it. Plus there were a few things that I have never felt before and was nervous but excited to get to try. He gave me a few with 4 different canes and I have to say that the delrin can was the worst of the four and I don't think I could ever handle more than a couple with it. When he asked me if there was anything I'd like to try I had not trouble deciding, I had heard so many things about the Irish Strap that I just had to try it! That thing is so heavy, I didn't realize just how thuddy a leather implement could be. We also tried out 2 belts, 1 that was braided and I really like it. I think sometimes it is the sound of things then the actually impact that make me jump, it is really nice to find a belt that I like since I have been so afraid of them from when my hubby and I first got into spanking. Found out that I absolutely HATE his Wicked flogger thing, it is very true to it name and I don't think I will be adding one to my toys. There were a few other things as well but another of my favorites was his riding crop I really want one, and it is really cool that you can be hit pretty much anywhere with it, the not cool place is the arch of your foot though if you decide to try to block your butt with your foot. Another thing I found out is that if you keep picking your feet up a switch across your thighs and calves tend to be a effective way of making you try to keep them down.
It was a really good day and I'm glad to count his as one of my good friends. He also told me that I wasn't a wimp that I was able to take alot and I should be proud. I hope that we can get to play again sometime soon, and am really thankful to him for caring so much and being willing to take care of me like that.
I took a quick bath, washed my hair and then took forever trying to figure out what to wear and even down to what underwear. I ended up picking out cotton capris, regular underwear as well as a pair of my husband's briefs to wear over them and a comfy tshirt, figuring that it was be easier if I could just pull my pants on and off. As far as the underwear goes I have cute underwear, funny underwear, sexy underwear I knew I wasn't going to pick a sexy pair but almost decided on my funny ones since I have a pair that says "it's not your fault, but I'm blaming you anyways" but I wasn't sure if he'd think they were as funny as I do so just stuck to plain ones. I'm not really used to the idea of worried what someone will think of my underwear so it was a bit of a worry for me. It is so funny what my brain will pick to worry about when I'm nervous LOL. I finally did get dressed before he got here though.
I was a nervous wreak until he arrived Monday morning and even after until the punishment part was over. He was really good about checking in with how I was feeling and reassuring me that even though it would hurt that I would be ok and reminding me why it was going to hurt and that it was for my own good to help me make sure to take better care of myself.
He brought his toy bag with him and to tell the truth it was a bit overwhelming see all the implements he had. I only have a few so when I brought mine down next to his assortment mine was a bit sad. I found out that I do like some and others are not only named Wicked but are in fact very wicked. I also told him that I was worried that I would bore him because I think of myself as a wimp and that I thought that he might not want to play with me again after we played because of it, but again he reassured me and also made sure that we had a safe word in place.
We had a little issue to take care of before we could get into any play spanking, apparently it is a bad idea to not take your medicine and it is a REALLY bed idea to not take it seven days a week. Oh and by the way don't tell him I said this but keeping a list is "No Fair" which is not a phrase that he wants to hear . We started off with a through warm up with me OTK, he used his hand and two mild implements first over my pants, then my husband's briefs which I had already let him know that I had on, then the same over the briefs and finally with my underwear wedged so that he could hit bare skin as well as on my thighs. Then corner time with me knelling and holding the paddle behind my back, have I mentioned that I HATE corners? In the past I have been known to cause all kinds of frustration to my husband over them but since it was a first meet for a spanking my brat side seemed to be hiding so into the corner I went.
After corner time it was time to pay for not taking my medicine, I can't even say what all was used other than I know that a bamboo paddle ball paddle broke in the process. We had seven days worth of spankings to deal with all in one session YIKES! Day 1 was 12 swats, Day 2 was 18, Day 3 was 24 and by this time it was getting harder to stay down with each swat. Day 4 was 30 and I was lucky enough that he was willing to take a few pauses so that I would be able to get through it. Day 5 was 36 by this time my butt and thighs were on fire, it felt like he was building a bonfire back there. Day 6 was 42 and if it wasn't for the periodic pauses I don't know what I would do but luckily for me he was good at making sure that I was ok and giving me the pauses I needed. Day 7 was 48 by the end of these it felt like my butt was not only on fire but also pulsing with every beat of my heart. After this it was back to the corner to let it all sink in.
1 final thing left to make the point stay with me was after the corner he had me lay down over my ottoman for 12 with the bath brush having me not only count each one but promise that I will take my medicine on time. It hurt so bad that I know I sounded funny each time I made that promise. But afterwards it felt good to know that I had made it through the punishment and that he cared enough about me to help me so that I will take better care of myself.
Now time for the fun part!!! We tried out a bunch of different spoons including a "drum" set that I had gotten at bed bath and beyond in which 1 of them had a musical note cut out of it. Plus there were a few things that I have never felt before and was nervous but excited to get to try. He gave me a few with 4 different canes and I have to say that the delrin can was the worst of the four and I don't think I could ever handle more than a couple with it. When he asked me if there was anything I'd like to try I had not trouble deciding, I had heard so many things about the Irish Strap that I just had to try it! That thing is so heavy, I didn't realize just how thuddy a leather implement could be. We also tried out 2 belts, 1 that was braided and I really like it. I think sometimes it is the sound of things then the actually impact that make me jump, it is really nice to find a belt that I like since I have been so afraid of them from when my hubby and I first got into spanking. Found out that I absolutely HATE his Wicked flogger thing, it is very true to it name and I don't think I will be adding one to my toys. There were a few other things as well but another of my favorites was his riding crop I really want one, and it is really cool that you can be hit pretty much anywhere with it, the not cool place is the arch of your foot though if you decide to try to block your butt with your foot. Another thing I found out is that if you keep picking your feet up a switch across your thighs and calves tend to be a effective way of making you try to keep them down.
It was a really good day and I'm glad to count his as one of my good friends. He also told me that I wasn't a wimp that I was able to take alot and I should be proud. I hope that we can get to play again sometime soon, and am really thankful to him for caring so much and being willing to take care of me like that.