I last posted about having to spank Fair Lady due to her language during a football game we were watching. This is a follow-up to that post.
When I told her she had a spanking coming she got the pillows ready and headed for the couch. That’s where I usually want her when we’re doing our version of maintenance. I crank up some soft jazz. We settle down on the couch. She’s typically across my lap, with a pillow or two assisting with the presentation of her butt. This was not going to be a reconnection spanking, at least not in my mind.
I asked her if she knew why I was spanking her. I don’t usually lecture when I spank. It’s my nature to give the lecture when the situation calls for it. However, I wanted her to know exactly why she was getting spanked this time. The reason was very clear in my mind. I thought it should have been in hers as well. This is where the clueless part come in. She told me she was being spanked for not accepting the answers I had given her on two trivial things. Well, she did irritate me a bit when she had to confirm for herself that my answers were in fact correct. That’s something she probably does ten times a day in her work world. She just needs to remember that I’m not a part of that work world. As I said, that really wasn’t a huge thing for me, but it was a good enough reason to add a couple more strokes with the belt she likes.
I finally had to tell her why she was being spanked. That mouth of her! Now most of the time she’s able to keep her speech G-rated. When she’s upset or angry, it is a totally different story. She reverts back to the how she talked before we met. She may not have been on level with a drunken sailor, but she certainly was using language I don’t consider appropriate for a lady.
Our football team losing, several penalty calls going against us, and no calls against the other team, teleported her back to yesteryear. It wasn’t so much the actual words she used, as much as it was the persona of the angry woman sitting next to me on the couch yelling at the television. That woman isn’t welcome in our home. I don’t find her the least bit attractive, even though she could be my lovely bride’s twin sister.
I didn’t get the enjoy having her across by lap that day. No time to enjoy the view. No time to watch the parade of colors: white, pink, red, blackish blue. Instead I had to drive that foul mouth, evil tempered woman from our home. It was much easier than I thought it was going to be. By the time the second stripe mark from my belt was appearing on her butt, I’m pretty sure I heard foot steps stomping down the hallway toward the front door. By the time stripes five and six introduced themselves to that oh so sweet spot on her butt cheeks, I couldn’t be sure, but I thought I heard the door slam. After stripe ten laid claim to unmarked spot, my lovely bride assured me that I wouldn’t be seeing that evil tempered woman again. I hope she’s right!
Hello Dark Knight and Fair Lady,
While a bad temper is certainly unbecomming for a lady, it is often easily remedied by a firm reminder. The gratitude that follows such events can often keep those angry feelings in check.
Thank you for the chance to comment,
Alpha’s obeisant
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Nice of you to stop by and leave a comment. She hates doing things that causes me to be disappointed with her, so I think she will very mindful of her angry feelings.
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I don’t think you will be seeing that woman again.
I think you made your point although she need spankings for other reasons.
FD
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I think you’re right about not seeing “her” again. We’ll both enjoy the spankings for other reasons. Corrections spankings are necessary now and then, but I don’t “enjoy” doing them. Thanks, for stopping by our little corner of the web. I enjoy reading your blog.
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I think it’s always best to explain why even if you think she knows. I even think it’s important during and after punishment. For me it helps to reenforce the message I’m being given and helps avoid misunderstandings.
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