Sunday, November 22, 2015

Silent but painful!

So, I went out off town this weekend to meet up with some friends for dinner and drinks.  Burn had to work but gave me permission to go on without him.  We talked on the phone some before I left the house and evidently during this talk I left out a few sirs.  (5 according to him) So I was instructed to apply "the cream" as soon as I reach my destination. 
Now it's important to know that this is the very first time the cream has been used so neither of us really know what will happen. 
I get there and go straight to the restroom to follow through,  like the good Tih that I am.... I apply a very cautiously small amount and then I wait, and wait,  and wait.  An hour passes and I tell him I feel nothing to which he replies,  "add more". So back to the restroom I go,  again adding only a cautiously small amount to my behind.  30 minutes later,  nothing.  I return to the restroom one last time and apply a liberal yet still cautious amount.  (By this time I am a little cocky, thinking I have buns of steel)
By this time we are getting in the car to leave for drinks. About 10 minutes in to the drive my behind gets a little warm....nothing major,  just toasty.  We arrive order drinks and are having a wonderful time.  Then out of nowhere,  my ass is on fire!!! Like just spanked,  sitting naked on a heating pad,  scalding water, open flame hot....I'm shifting, standing, dancing, anything to take my mind off of my butt. 3 hours it burns....2 hours after that it tingles, and still today,  24 hours later,  it is still a little warm. 
So,  is it effective?  Let's just say I haven't missed a single sir all day. In fact,  I've probably added 10-15 extra for good measure. Lol The spanking cream would not be my first choice,  but given the situation and the distance,  it was effective and will probably be added to his arsenal for use again.

Monday, November 16, 2015

The Strap...

Lately I have found myself struggling with disappointment the day after a spanking. I wanted to feel the soreness, see the marks and bruises, and have difficulty sitting. I wanted that reminder of him and his love, to feel the commitment we made to each other, the reassurance that all was forgiven. The soreness reminds me who I belong too and how he expects me to behave... it also serves as a reminder that I let him down but he loves me anyway. 

 I wasn't craving a spanking so to speak, but I craved the after effects. So, I decided to look online and find a new implement for him to use. A few friends had said to get a strap, one even said she LOVED the strap. So we narrowed it down, he made the selection and I placed the order.

"The Truro Terror is just plain harsh. Two words describe it: 1) pain, and 2) agony. It's such a brutal instrument that we recommend only experienced Spankos and those with a high pain tolerance use it. (If you have an iron bottom, consider this the strap/paddle for you.) It HURTS."

 That was the description to the leather strap that was delivered to my house this week.

This is what it looks like...
Why I thought this was a good item to order I honestly have no idea... of course there were a few light swings when it was opened, just to try it out. The light swings HURT!!! I knew then that my plan was for that thing to stay in the drawer next to the oar and Luke (also dreaded implements I want no part of). 

Well then Sunday came. Sunday was a bad day, a frustrating day. The day I decided I was going to be completely disrespectful, hang up on him, and not apologize. The day we talked about missed sirs, speeding, and attitude. The day that I  decided to tell him I needed more follow through...the day I completely forgot about that thick, leather strap hiding in the drawer. 

The spoon made an appearance as well (mmhmm, that dreaded spoon). 

 Each and every lick strategically placed by the man I had just told I needed more follow through. He stopped halfway, grabbed my chin, and forced me to make eye contact with him while he gently but sternly told me what he expected. He then motioned for me to get back in position for round 2. After 50 with the spoon I lost count but I know it was around 65 licks with that dang strap. After he had finished, I thanked him... and I genuinely meant it with all that I am. He kissed me on my forehead, we said our good nights, and I fell asleep in his arms. Good, peaceful, guilt free sleep...

His text message this morning said, "I know when I touched your butt this morning you jumped. Made me feel like I had done something. Lol"

He definitely did something, something much more than just spanking his wife...he restored order and harmony to our home and removed all the negative and doubting thoughts from inside my head.

Today, I am sore, I am bruised, I am peaceful, I am happy, I am forgiven, and I know without a doubt that I am loved!

Friday, November 13, 2015

Starting the fire

Burn and I have been married for 15 years. We met sophomore year of high school and have been sweethearts ever since. We've always had a good relationship but we lacked quite a bit in communication, respect, and intimacy.  Life happened... We have 3 kids, both work full time jobs,  I finished school not too long ago.... We were your typical "too busy making a living to have a life" couple.

One day I did some research online looking for ways to spice up our marriage and bring some excitement back. Spanking... hmmm, that could be interesting.  Spanking led to wife spanking, which led to discipline your wife, which led to domestic discipline.  I can't explain it, but somehow I just knew in the pit of my stomach, the back of my mind,  and the bottom of my heart, that this was what we needed. We didn't need "fixed", we needed enhanced. We needed something solid that could help us build on our love and get the fire rekindled. DD was the answer. Long story kind of short, I took it to Burn and we both researched and read and researched some more.  We talked, actually talked AND listened to each other.  (Big break through because he didn't talk much,  and I didn't listen much) We decided on rules and consequences, established expectations and goals,  and for the first time in 15 years we put our relationship at the top of our priority list.

DD has given me a new found respect for my husband, increased our communication by leaps and bounds,  and has given me some of the best and most enjoyable sex I have ever had! Would we be ok if we had not discovered DD? Sure we would.  However why settle for a small campfire when you can have a blazing bonfire?!

Just like a fire,  you have to fan the flame. You have to constantly tend it,  add to it, and watch it,  to ensure it doesn't burn out.  I'm excited to share our journey with you as I navigate my way through being his tih and feeling the Burn!

I'm going to do it!

Welcome!!! I am burntbaby and this is my blog... FEEL THE BURN! Burn is my husband of 15 years and HOH. We began our domestic discipline journey right at a year ago and I have been contemplating blogging about our experiences for a while. My goal is at least one post a week so we will see how that works out. I'll post our story over the weekend, just wanted to do a quick welcome! Hope to meet lots of new people, inspire, support, laugh, cry, etc.... this can be a lonely lifestyle without a good support system. Look forward to beginning this new adventure in blogland!