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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, 'Bitsream Vera Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;You loved to be spanked, good and hard, with any available object. You will take it as hard as anyone is willing to give it. You are probably guilty of provoking your lover into spanking you, by flagrant misbehavior or verbal challenges. Hell, your ass is probably red right now. We wouldn’t be surprised if you are standing at the keyboard, because it hurts to sit down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: Verdana, 'Bitsream Vera Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, 'Bitsream Vera Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;This fits me perfectly. &amp;nbsp;I have only been spanked twice where i couldn't sit right the next day. &amp;nbsp;If you want to take the test its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/the-how-spankable-are-you-test"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;. &amp;nbsp;If you don't want to sign up chose single and uncheck the box for save my results. &amp;nbsp;How spankable are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7494577760458603534-677317310530077717?l=daddytolittleone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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He has yet to ever seriously punish me but last night was the closest he has ever come. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes I wish it was just out of the way and then other times I come to my senses and know that it would really hurt, but then there are other times that I know it will hurt but I am willing to take the pain &amp;nbsp;I want him to do what he wants and what he needs to do. &amp;nbsp;How do I explain this...something deep inside tells me until it happens it is holding us back. &amp;nbsp;I am scared of it, I know it will hurt, but something tells me until he acts on wanting to take me into our room or in the car when I act out or get&amp;nbsp;irate and beat my ass and show me he is in charge we won't move forward. &amp;nbsp;I could be wrong but I feel like he holds back and doesn't act on his feelings or wants.&lt;br /&gt;
I know that if my dreams are an insight into what is what last nights dream showed me how I see him. &amp;nbsp;I dreamed that I was cheating on him with him. &amp;nbsp;In my dream the two halves were&amp;nbsp;separate. &amp;nbsp;The Dragon and the guy. &amp;nbsp;I gravitated toward the dragon in the dream and everyone else present didn't even seem to balk at the idea. &amp;nbsp;They didn't clue the guy in and they let it happen. &amp;nbsp;I know I am an odd one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7494577760458603534-6164673111854264854?l=daddytolittleone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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He decided that my ass was stretched enough and proceeded to put 5 fingers in my ass. &amp;nbsp;He was close to fisting my ass. &amp;nbsp;I still wasn't completely stretched to take his whole fist but he managed to scratch me with a finger nail and I couldn't take any more abuse. &amp;nbsp;So he grabbed my arms and put them behind my and railed my pussy. &amp;nbsp;He fucked me so deep and so hard he was bottoming out on my cervix. &amp;nbsp;I whimpered in pain and pleasure which only made him hotter. &amp;nbsp;He fucked me harder and harder. &amp;nbsp;As he rammed himself into me he also pulled me by my arms onto him. &amp;nbsp;I was begging to cum...after awhile he finally let me cum with him. &amp;nbsp;I collapsed in pleasure and&amp;nbsp;exhaustion. &amp;nbsp;I went to the bathroom and cleaned up. &amp;nbsp;I relaxed in bed for a few and then as always he gave me a very good oral orgasm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7494577760458603534-2512729599938403823?l=daddytolittleone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;My body was aching to be fucked. &amp;nbsp;I wanted to cum. &amp;nbsp;I needed release. &amp;nbsp;He lifted my legs to my chest and entered me swiftly. &amp;nbsp;As he fucked me he continued to cane my tits. &amp;nbsp;I was soon on the edge of orgasm and he knew it. &amp;nbsp;I begged to cum. &amp;nbsp;He soon allowed me release as he came with me. &amp;nbsp;I was on a high for the longest time. &amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;literally&amp;nbsp;felt like I was high. &amp;nbsp;He let me relax for a bit and went down on me. &amp;nbsp;He is so good at that. &amp;nbsp;He pinched and pulled at my nipples and made me whimper. &amp;nbsp;It was making my orgasm build faster and faster. &amp;nbsp;It washed over me like a tidal wave. &amp;nbsp;I was soon shoving his head out. &amp;nbsp;I always&amp;nbsp;instinctively&amp;nbsp;roll over after I have a clitoral orgasm well when I did I got two&amp;nbsp;quick&amp;nbsp;and hard smacks on the ass.&lt;br /&gt;
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Needless to say I slept like a log last night. &amp;nbsp;I don't think I even dreamed of anything. &amp;nbsp;I asked him earlier if he enjoyed himself last night, his answer was "duh!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7494577760458603534-8579409189011049041?l=daddytolittleone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I ordered the 4 piece set from Cane-iac.com today. &amp;nbsp;They are based in MA so hopefully it shouldn't take to long to get them. &amp;nbsp;I am dieing to get them...they will be used the first night. &amp;nbsp;There is no way I could stop him from trying them the first night. &amp;nbsp;I have a whole wishlist of toys I want but I can't decide what to get. &amp;nbsp;I might leave it up to him...&lt;br /&gt;
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When he came back he flipped me over and pulled down my jeans and panties. &amp;nbsp;He spanked me with his hand hard, then he moved to the cardboard roll. &amp;nbsp;I guess he felt done for the moment, he dragged me over to the side of the bed and removed my pants and panties the rest of the way. &amp;nbsp;He put my legs up to my chest and entered me swiftly. &amp;nbsp;He fucked me for a few minutes, I wanted to ask to cum but I didn't feel right asking. &amp;nbsp;I felt that it would have been the&amp;nbsp;equivalent&amp;nbsp;of being put in a chair and asking to watch TV. &amp;nbsp;He flipped me over so I was now leaning on the side of the bed. &amp;nbsp;He spanked me again with the tube a few more times then he reached over into the toy box and grabbed the tawse. &amp;nbsp;He asked if I was ready and of course I said yes. &amp;nbsp;I needed this, I wanted this. &amp;nbsp;It hurt and he just didn't use it on my ass, the back of my legs got it too. &amp;nbsp;I soon was moving and squirming. &amp;nbsp;I wanted it to stop and yet I didn't. &amp;nbsp;I wanted it harder and I didn't want him to relent. &amp;nbsp;I wanted to be made to submit to him. &amp;nbsp;After a bit he stopped and kissed me deeply and rubbed my ass making me whimper i pain. &amp;nbsp;He asked me if I needed more. &amp;nbsp;I softly said yes while nodding. &amp;nbsp;He shoved me up against the wall putting my hands&amp;nbsp;above&amp;nbsp;my head. &amp;nbsp;He whipped my tits, sides and my thighs. &amp;nbsp;Shoved up against the wall I couldn't shy away from the tawse. &amp;nbsp;I wanted the pain to stop but yet again I wanted more. &amp;nbsp;He turned me around and whipped my back, ass and thighs. &amp;nbsp;It hurt but it was so restoring. &amp;nbsp;My juices were running down my leg. &amp;nbsp;I wanted him to fuck me. &amp;nbsp;As my juices continued to run down my leg he whipped me harder, making sure he asserted&amp;nbsp;himself&amp;nbsp;well. &amp;nbsp;I jumped and whimpered. &amp;nbsp;He put me back on the bed and fucked the shit out of me. &amp;nbsp;I was soon close to cumming and asked if I could. &amp;nbsp;He made me beg him to do so. &amp;nbsp;I begged and begged for release, as he was about to cum he allowed me my release. &amp;nbsp;We cleaned up and prepared for the influx of kids soon. &amp;nbsp;He sits on the computer playing his game as I write this, but today it doesn't bother me. &amp;nbsp;I am dieing to see what I am in for tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7494577760458603534-5347175040554830175?l=daddytolittleone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Hi Kim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Let's see if we can help.&amp;nbsp; The thicker the cane, the more thuddy it will be and the thinner canes will pack quite a sting.&amp;nbsp; Our Rattan Master's Choice Jr cane would create quite a stinger and the Rattan Master's Choice Thumper with be painful, but thuddy.&amp;nbsp;Also, the force&amp;nbsp;with which the cane is used will also determine the stinging/pain you experience.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;You say you've had no luck with Rattan.&amp;nbsp; Is it because they break or the feeling isn't right?&amp;nbsp; If they are breaking, the important thing to remember is that the tip of cane must alway hit the body.&amp;nbsp; If more of the middle of the cane hits the body and the tip does not, the momentum of the swing will cause the tip to continue to move after the rest of the cane has stopped on your bottom (ouch) and the tip will break off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Our Delrin Master's Choice Jr cane is the closest feeling of a Rattan cane and Delrin is&amp;nbsp;very durable and&amp;nbsp;unbreakable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Our multi strand canes - Mr. OTK 5 strand - is a very nice erotic warm up or cool down cane to use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;To get an idea of which width cane would be best, I would suggest our School House 3 pc set.&amp;nbsp; The Sr cane is the same width as our Master's Choice Sr and the Jr cane is the same width as our Master's Choice Jr.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I hope this helps. Please let us know if you have any other questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Best Regards &amp;amp; Always Play Safe,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Cane Master &amp;amp; Mistress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Notice that they mentioned one of&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;cheaper sets to try instead of&amp;nbsp;steering&amp;nbsp;me to the more expensive. &amp;nbsp;My Hubby/Dom decided what we were going to get. &amp;nbsp;He wants the 4 piece set because of the handles and the look. &amp;nbsp;I never knew the&amp;nbsp;difference&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;thickness made the difference in feeling. &amp;nbsp;Thank you so much for all your help. &amp;nbsp;I can't wait to get the canes now and for once in 10 years I feel like I might actually enjoy a cane. &amp;nbsp;I will let you know how it goes. &amp;nbsp;My&amp;nbsp;experience&amp;nbsp;with the tawse I will let you know about tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;Oh tonight can't come soon enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7494577760458603534-2866170717785562629?l=daddytolittleone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I got it used on me later that night and last night. &amp;nbsp;It was heaven it was as close to a cane feeling you can get. &amp;nbsp;Plus an added&amp;nbsp;benefit&amp;nbsp;it was rather quiet. &amp;nbsp;He smacked my tits and ass with it rather gently the first night. &amp;nbsp;Last night was different...he was in a rather&amp;nbsp;aggressive&amp;nbsp;mood last night and well he didn't want to be gently. For the first time ever I invoked my&amp;nbsp;safe word. &amp;nbsp;He spanked my tits and made them glow and while I was on my back he used it on my pussy and thighs (god what a sensitive spot). &amp;nbsp;He flipped me over and spread my legs and went to work on my ass and legs. &amp;nbsp;The sting was intense and felt so good. &amp;nbsp;My pussy was getting wetter by the minute. &amp;nbsp;I must have looked like a jumping been. &amp;nbsp;I was trying to be good and stay in place but your body just reacts to the sting. &amp;nbsp;The strikes got faster and harder...I was squirming all over now. &amp;nbsp;He has gotten really good at where he spanks and concentrates on the sweet spot. &amp;nbsp;He was testing my limits and I did reach it. &amp;nbsp;I called out my safe word. &amp;nbsp;He stopped instantly and held me for a few. &amp;nbsp;His crotch against my ass only made it worse. &amp;nbsp;Let me tell you i usually rub or he rubs my ass after but it hurt to rub. &amp;nbsp;It just made the area even more sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;
He soon took me and fucked me to orgasm multiple times...making me beg to cum for most of them. &amp;nbsp;When he was done giving me non stop orgasms he had me mount him reverse cowgirl style. &amp;nbsp;I rode him that way for a long time. &amp;nbsp;I was enjoying the feeling, soon though I felt a plug being pushed in my ass. &amp;nbsp;Oh god I felt so full. He smacked my ass and made me fuck him faster and harder. &amp;nbsp;I was begging to cum again. &amp;nbsp;He soon was jealous of the plug and removed it. &amp;nbsp;Without being told I switched holes. &amp;nbsp;I slide his cock deep in my ass and rode him as hard as I could, my legs were already aching from this position but I kept it up for as long as I could. &amp;nbsp;I begged him to take me doggy style and take my ass as hard as he wanted. &amp;nbsp;He flipped me on to my knees and fucked the shit out of my ass. &amp;nbsp;He rode me harder than he ever has. &amp;nbsp;I was begging to cum and he made me hold off until he was close himself. &amp;nbsp;We came together and&amp;nbsp;collapsed. &amp;nbsp;After a few I got up and went to the bathroom, when I came back he went down on me and gave me another earth&amp;nbsp;shattering&amp;nbsp;orgasm. &amp;nbsp;When I come from that I always roll over on my stomach (who knows why), well tonight that was a mistake. &amp;nbsp;When I did he grabbed the roll again and gave me a few more right on the sweet spot on my ass. &amp;nbsp;I was&amp;nbsp;so&amp;nbsp;squirming and he stopped.&lt;br /&gt;
Needless to say I have a permanent smile attached to my face today. &amp;nbsp;Sex life can't get much better that this. &amp;nbsp;I always say that but it always does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7494577760458603534-341675783053633703?l=daddytolittleone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Phone call this afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Hubby:&lt;/b&gt; This is.......I would like to know if you have&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;satisfaction&amp;nbsp;of judgement on my account (gives her all the info she needs)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Lady:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yes sir we have&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Hubby:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;Have you reported to the credit&amp;nbsp;bureaus&amp;nbsp;of the&amp;nbsp;satisfaction&amp;nbsp;in payment?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Lady:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;No sir we don't do that. &amp;nbsp;We report the bad not the good.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Hubby:&lt;/b&gt; WOW!!! &amp;nbsp;Just WOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Lady:&lt;/b&gt; you have to come down and pay to have the information copied and then file with all 3 credit agencies.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He now has to go all the way down there and pick up this paper work and mail it all in with ID and special forms from each agency. &amp;nbsp;So be for warned just because you paid your shit doesn't mean it looks like you did.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Took the car for inspection. &amp;nbsp;It failed&amp;nbsp;miserably. &amp;nbsp;500$ to replace the parts on a POS 98. &amp;nbsp;When it rains it pours.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I need a spanking the tension is all the way in my neck...god life can go to shit in a hurry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7494577760458603534-4719578200118948622?l=daddytolittleone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I still can't&amp;nbsp;concentrate&amp;nbsp;but that is because my mind is still focused on the feelings last night. &amp;nbsp;I am so much more calmer today. &amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;actually&amp;nbsp;was able to let go a little bit, I didn't cry out but there were tears it was a very nice release. &amp;nbsp;I am not a crier about pain or death. &amp;nbsp;I will cry over injustice,&amp;nbsp;cruelty&amp;nbsp;to animals and such but not to pain. &amp;nbsp;When I can concentrate on writing a&amp;nbsp;coherent&amp;nbsp;thought i will write more but for now I am going to go expand my story that I have been working on some more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7494577760458603534-1053463292031864530?l=daddytolittleone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XKKSiXQKhNtHBT_L4ioBV48t5Sg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XKKSiXQKhNtHBT_L4ioBV48t5Sg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MySubmissiveWritings/~4/7CZyvb5XES0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://daddytolittleone.blogspot.com/feeds/1053463292031864530/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://daddytolittleone.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-night.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7494577760458603534/posts/default/1053463292031864530?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7494577760458603534/posts/default/1053463292031864530?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MySubmissiveWritings/~3/7CZyvb5XES0/last-night.html" title="Last night" /><author><name>Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13212438424571333209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://daddytolittleone.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-night.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcERXw6cCp7ImA9WxFWEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7494577760458603534.post-3965838927637033023</id><published>2010-05-29T17:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T17:53:24.218-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-29T17:53:24.218-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="spanking" /><title>Discipline</title><content type="html">I can't wait for tonight. &amp;nbsp;Less than 5 hours to go and I get the discipline I need to keep me sane. &amp;nbsp;Some people drink, some do drugs, some have hobbies and some even talk to therapists to keep them sane...I use spanking to keep myself sane. &amp;nbsp;When I&amp;nbsp;receive&amp;nbsp;a spanking it does something to my core. &amp;nbsp;I can let go and be a little girl if I want. &amp;nbsp;I can connect again with my inner child. &amp;nbsp;I can allow myself to be scared and uncertain and not have to have control of the&amp;nbsp;situation. &amp;nbsp;When I am with my husband like that it allows me to be me. &amp;nbsp;The pain I feel during a spanking makes me feel more alive than I can any other way. &amp;nbsp;The thing is I get extreme pleasure from most spankings. &amp;nbsp;He has yet to give me a true punishment spanking. &amp;nbsp;I am in dire need of this tonight. &amp;nbsp;It has been a very stressful month and I need to give all myself over to him tonight. &amp;nbsp;I need this release. &amp;nbsp;I will write more tomorrow when I am&amp;nbsp;centered&amp;nbsp;again and you will see the difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7494577760458603534-3965838927637033023?l=daddytolittleone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I love my kids but when school is out for extended breaks it screws up my daily routine. &amp;nbsp;I am cranky enough today as it is...Sun won't cooperate I lay out it goes behind the clouds I give up and come inside and it comes back out. &amp;nbsp;My period just won't seem to go away. I clean one room leave it and go to the next, while I am in the next cleaning the little rug rats mess up the first room. &amp;nbsp;I have a never ending supply of laundry it seems. &amp;nbsp;My mood is getting worse and&amp;nbsp;Saturday&amp;nbsp;night can't come soon enough. &lt;br /&gt;
I didn't get my spanking that I needed...he wants to wait till&amp;nbsp;Saturday&amp;nbsp;night seeing ass the oldest in the house the one with the closest room is going to his Nanny's for the weekend. &amp;nbsp;He wants to turn it into a night long scene. &amp;nbsp;I haven't had the chance to workout today and that is getting me down. &amp;nbsp;Getting things tone again isn't easy when you have constant&amp;nbsp;interruptions. &amp;nbsp; I love my family but I need someone to take all of them out of the house so I can have some me time.&lt;br /&gt;
My sex drive has been through the roof. &amp;nbsp;I can't get enough. &amp;nbsp;I think it is because I am in my prime and the fact that he controls my orgasms. &amp;nbsp;He works from home so on breaks and bathroom breaks he comes down and teases me and makes sure I stay nice and worked up. &amp;nbsp;Walk by me and grab my crotch, smack my ass, or come up behind me and pinch a nipple and make me whimper (that one is more for his mood than mine, he loves to hear me whimper).&lt;br /&gt;
I write erotic stories for him and I am currently working on one. &amp;nbsp;Well I should say that I am extending one that I previously wrote for him about a cabin in the middle of nowhere. &amp;nbsp;Maybe I will post it when I am finished. &amp;nbsp;He says I should publish them but I write them just for him. &amp;nbsp;I figure when we are old and grey we can look through them all and my journals and have a fond&amp;nbsp;remembrance&amp;nbsp;considering&amp;nbsp;we will be too old to do most of what we do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
Well motherhood calls dinner time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7494577760458603534-2354779746109347223?l=daddytolittleone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Spanking is like an addiction to me. &amp;nbsp;It centers me and calms my spirit. &amp;nbsp;When in need of a spanking, a firm hand, &amp;nbsp;I can feel it crawling down my neck to my&amp;nbsp;tail bone. &amp;nbsp; Why do I need it? &amp;nbsp;I have no idea and I have given up trying to understand the need. &amp;nbsp;I love that I have a man that can take me in hand and control my wild nature. &amp;nbsp;He has given me the power to focus more than ever before in my life. &amp;nbsp;I need a spanking now. &amp;nbsp;How hard is up to him but I will gladly accept whatever he choses to give me. &amp;nbsp;The feeling of his hand on my lower back with my ass up and bared is so submissive. &amp;nbsp;I don't even need to be in restraints to feel completely restrained. &amp;nbsp;The power he has over me is amazing. &amp;nbsp;He can take me from being out of control to calm in seconds. &amp;nbsp;Especially at this time of the month. &amp;nbsp;I have PMDD and I can't/won't take antidepressants for it. &amp;nbsp;They have an adverse effect on my sex drive. &amp;nbsp;I am hoping for a spanking tonight. &amp;nbsp;I am glad our house has the layout it has...our room is so far away from anyone to hear.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anal sex is only a pain in the ass if you are doing it wrong. I used to be so scared about it, but now I would rather have that then regular sex. &amp;nbsp;In terms of favorite it would have to go anal, oral and then vaginal. &amp;nbsp;Lately we have been working on stretching my ass. &amp;nbsp;I am his slut and I want him to be able to take any hole whenever he wants. &amp;nbsp;He took a nice pic of my ass gaped wide open when he was finished stretching me. &amp;nbsp;I was amazed when he showed me. &amp;nbsp;Right after he showed me he fucked my ass and rode me hard. &amp;nbsp;I was a quivering ball after we were done I came so hard. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7494577760458603534-4954718212170890430?l=daddytolittleone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the beginning I have know that my husband had a very dominant side.  You could see it in his demeanor and hear it in his voice.  You can't classify our relationship as far as we are concerned.  We are into BDSM and we have a 50's style marriage.  He is the Head of the Household.  All his decisions are final.    Taken in Hand with a mix of BDSM would be the best way to describe it.  We employ domestic discipline in our marriage.  It is a very interesting marriage to say the least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am his slut.  He can fuck any hole he wants at anytime.  If I am bad he has the right to spank me.  I have a very hot temper so being good is not always easy.  Don't misunderstand me here.  I am not his doormat and I am not currently in an abusive marriage (that was my first marriage).  I am his to do with as he pleases, but its like a man with a classic car.  He rides and drives it hard, loves to hear the engine purr, but he always takes the best care of it and treats it very well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His only requirements of me are to keep our house clean and take care of the kids.  I am a housewife.  Will it stay that way? At least for the next 2 years it will but when my youngest goes to school I might decide to go back to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyway that is me and I will be writing here to post my daily thoughts and doings in our marriage.  Be forewarned; &lt;b&gt;It will be graphic.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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