Dear Diary

Thursday 5^th April.

I have been spanked, well paddled, 3 times in a row now and even 2 in one day!  (well one night and the next morning).  Thankfully they have not been seriously hard punishments, just quick there and then admonishments.  Still, my bum is sore.

Sir has decided to hang the wooden paddle on the back of the bedroom door – easy access he says.  And it IS very easy access ….On Tuesday morning I got 5 whacks with it because I once again broke the “no wet towels on the bed” rule.  *Sigh*.  I don’t mean to forget them, just mornings are such a rush.  I was in the bathroom getting ready and I heard him mention the towels.  I cringed.  He marched me back into the bedroom, made me pick them up and hang them where they belong, then a I felt his big hand gently pushing me over the bed and he grabbed the paddle and I got walloped with it.  Ouch.  I have remembered since.

Last night we were snuggling and I was leaning in to him and all of a sudden he pulled me not completely over his lap but almost and started hand spanking me telling me what a naughty girl I am and that I never listen and learn and he has to repeat himself and that I need to do better.  All I could do was answer “Yes sir, No sir, sorry sir, Ill do better Sir”.

He let me up kissed me and told me he loved me.  I was so floating on cloud 9 for the rest of the night, feeling very submissive and respectful.

BUT this morning, I really don’t know what happened.  I did everything I should do, all my chores, I hung up the towels, made the bed, everything.  I did say to him “hey look, no towels” and he replied that he shouldn’t have to check, it’s a rule and I should just do it – like a boss in a factory has rules for his employers and if they don’t follow the rules they just get fired.  I asked him (perhaps in a too cheeky a manner I guess) he is going to fire me is he?  Well, the next thing I know, I’m being bent of the bed, skirt pulled up and I’m getting a good few hard whacks with the paddle.  Owwwwwwww!!!  I was almost on the verge of tears when he had finished.  And the telling off, to stop being so mouthy and cheeky!  Thank God it was only 5 and not the 25 he threatened me with in bed last night!

I drove to work with a very warm bum but a big huge smile on my face feeling very much like the cheshire cat heheh xx such an awesome feeling.  I am SO going to be good over the Easter break :D