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!


  1. Yay. I'm glad you got the sore & peace you were looking for. Don't lose faith in him. He is leading the best way he knows how and even though it doesn't feel like he's there all the time, he is. Stay strong sweet!!

    1. Thanks Erika! I'm learning and still feeling lol.

  2. Hi there, my name is willie ( gee this makes me sound like I am at an AA meeting not a ttwd blog), we have been doing ttwd for just over 3 years. I am not here to burst you bubble, so if it comes across that way, let me apologize in advance.

    As time goes on ( and it sounds like you have a while yet) you can lose sensitivity in your butt. The 'ability?" to bruise over time diminishes as well. It was once explained to me as the nerve endings being permanently damaged over time. I remember a girl friend of mine and I laughing about 2 years in, saying about our bruises or lack thereof, " Our spankings are so much more severe now, and NOTHING...I feel gipped ! " LOL

    So why am I mentioning this? For a couple of reasons, in the distant future you may not have the same sensations the next day, at least consistently. I wanted you to know it isn't because anyone was doing anything wrong. Secondly, as a declared, but not by myself, 'buns of steel' woman ( I say head of rock, but I digress) try and prolong this from happening. It actually isn't great to have buns of steel. How can you do this, well behaving is one way, but let's be realistic! LOL. Oh sorry that is just me...The other is to not 'knock it out of the park' each time.

    I see that your man had you use the cream, so that is one way to be creative. I found that more than just the extreme pain if my husband becomes creative with punishments, ie restrictions etc, basically augmenting spankings, it goes a long way to stay in my head.

    NOT that either of you are doing anything 'wrong' at the moment. Just trying to save you potential issues in the distant future. For now however, it seems like things are moving along just the way you both need. Good on you!