Behind

I'm quite behind with sharing a personal spanking with you and the reason is that there haven't been any of late. There's no particular reason for it, just seems things happen in clusters, if that's the right way to put it, and spankings haven't been there.

Over the last few weeks we've had little runs of family visits, son being at home more than usual, work crises (P's work not mine), little clusters of things which have either restricted time and place or dampened motivation, even with my connivance.

Our neighbours are away in Portugal for a couple of weeks and son's on a 3 days course soon, no family visits planned so I'm going to get myself spanked, I mean in a nice way, not by doing anything wrong. In fact I'd like to get myself a cluster of spankings over a few days to make up for the recent drought.

I've got a few ideas. I'll be able to do it I'm sure. And then I'll share.

Ronnie

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My Comeuppance

Aren't you glad it's Friday, I know I am.

Remember my post - "Supermarket Pickup" and me saying I thought I'd get a sore bottom, well I did. I deserved it too. At least that was my opinion by the end of the spanking.

It happened early Monday evening, we had the house to our ourselves, we hadn't been back from work long and I was just going to take a book outside and sit in the late sunshine for half an hour before I started dinner when P told me he wanted a few words with me. I followed him into the lounge, I was pretty certain what the word would be about even though it hadn't been mentioned all day at the office. I was quite prepared to defend my behaviour, after all I love my husband and frankly would fight tooth and nail if I thought something was really going on.

Anyway I didn't have to give any explanations, I was taken firmly by the arm over to the settee where P sat down and pulled me across his lap. I had my white linen trousers on, he didn't bother taking them down, they're thin enough not to offer much protection and he started spanking me over them really hard, not a word was spoken for about two minutes, the only sounds were me struggling to get my breath and the slap slap slaps of my husband's hand against my buttocks which felt like they were on fire when he paused. Note I say paused not stopped.

The words he mentioned were one-way traffic, from him, I didn't get a chance, it was a telling off. He asked if he'd ever given reason for me to distrust him, if he was a bad husband, if he went out drinking, well other than the occasional beer if a friend came over, if he stayed overnight after meetings away from home, if he talked with me about my business, my interests, he even asked me if he was a good friend to me, he'd never asked me anything like that before. He scored on every point, I had to admit sheepishly.

Then he told me to raise my hips a little and he unhooked my trousers and pulled them down to my thighs. 'Then why do you piss me off by interrogating me as if I were some lightweight flirty type looking to engage with other women for the wrong reasons?' I didn't answer, I don't think it would have made any difference if I had, he resumed spanking me and I though about what he'd been saying and I knew he was right. The words he used really got to me and I apologised, not to get the spanking stopped but because I felt bad. It didn't get the spanking stopped anyway, it just faltered for a second or two while P pulled my white knickers down

and said 'Not half as sorry as you're going to be' and picked up the pace.

Towards the end he had to clasp his right leg across both my thighs to help keep me still, I was struggling so much, I was snivelling too not actually crying but not far off. A spanking can't do that but words can, and a spanking thrown in doubles the effect. When he'd finished he pulled my knickers back up for me and set me on the carpet looking a sorry sight, he told me to pull my trousers back on and go have a read of my book as he would he prepare dinner and off he went.

I went and sat outside, alternating from cheek to cheek on a wooden terrace chair, not really concentrating on my book at all and thinking what a really decent husband I've got.

Have a good one.

Ronnie

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The more you get, the more you want.....

Well I suppose it depends what it is, but as far as spanking goes it's certainly true for me. I was spanked every day on holiday except the first two days but only once since returning home, and I'm missing it.

There are loads of reasons, back to normality, work, routine, real life issues to address. P also came back with an infected ear, probably because of all the swimming, which hasn't corrected yet. It didn't affect him while we were away, only after we got back and it's getting him mad because it's also become blocked but it's his fault in a way because he wouldn't go to the doctor for several days, that's men for you. I had to make him an appointment eventually and tell him to go. He's on a antibiotics, tablet and spray form, but it still hadn't cleared as of yesterday although he says there's less pain now so here's hoping.

I got spanked after he'd been to the doctor's,

not for making the appointment but for nagging him about going or at least that's what he said when he put me across his lap:) It wasn't much of a spanking actually and afterwards he thanked me for making him go and gave me a sweet little kiss, which was nice, but the spanking was all the thanks I really needed.

Hopefully he'll have at least some of his hearing back because we've got guests this weekend.

Have a good one.

Ronnie

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Hasta Luego

So were off to hotter climes later today. I wont be around for a week or so, wont be able to comment but I will try and post from my trusty nokia if connections are OK.

Nearly finished packing, have my swimsuit which P doesn't know about so I'll surprise him by wearing it to the beach one day, I've got my bikini too in case he doesn't like the all-in-one but it's my holiday too and I have to feel comfortable.

P's not a pool man he loves to swim in the sea, far too far out for my linking, and we both love to walk on the beach.

No it's not me and P in the picture, I showed it to P and he laughed out loud and said I must shoot him or have him committed if he ever dresses like that.

He didn't say anything about the women so I asked him. 'Oh no problem there, nothing that a good spanking wouldn't sort out at least.

Don't think I'll have time to reply to your comments before we leave so I thank you now and reply when I get back.

Hasta Luego.

Ronnie

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Gratefully Received

How's the holiday's going? Hope you had a wonderful Christmas.

We still have family in and out until tomorrow, two of them are kids who we don't see all that often and they were shy and quiet as mice Friday evening but they've made up for it since, they're into everywhere and everything, I daren't leave my laptop lying around let alone sit and use it without someone peeping over my shoulder. So I've been reduced to posting from my Nokia which I can shield from prying eyes. Still, Christmas is for kids right? Big or small.

I had some wonderful presents and even had a Christmas spanking before the team started arriving, our son was collecting some of them and P had a few moments, in between basting turkey twirling parma around asparagus and a hundred other things he had running in the kitchen, to spank me. Not the one I wished for and it didn't last long but was still gratefully received. P used the shoe horn I bought him for Christmas as a joke.

It was son who spotted it when we were out shopping together in Ikea. Suggested I buy it for his dad (there's a standing joke in our house about P taking ages to get his shoes on) so with my son's blessing I bought a spanking implement LOL.

Catch up with you all soon.

Ronnie

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