Showing posts with label Women's Rights.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Women's Rights.. Show all posts

Monday, 20 April 2015

It's my right to be spanked


Isn't it ridiculous, all these years after Emily Pankhurst and her suffragettes worked so hard to establish and improve the rights of women, and countless wannabes since have thrown in their own few pence worth to get us where we are today, that one woman I know (me) still has a yearning for the days when men naturally assumed it was their right to spank their women. I don't mean beat them up, oh no none of that thank you, but to spank them as and when they saw fit. 

The topic cropped up the other day after a Labour candidate came to our door and introduced himself to me, he wanted my vote, trying to oust the current incumbent, and he stressed the importance of using it. I told P about him, P agreed I should use it, it had taken a long time for women to get the vote, men too for that matter, and it was a right which shouldn't be ignored through disinterest or disillusionment with modern day politicians. I told him I thought not all aspects of emancipation for women had been for the better and when he enquired further, needless to say my answer, tongue in cheek, was that the right of a husband to, ahem, punish a wife or minion corporally was a sad loss.

P disagreed with me! He said he didn't think it had ever been a right it was more of an assumption, that it wasn't a thing laws could or should control, it was a matter between two people, simple. So I asked him if he felt he had the natural right to spank me when he considered necessary. He said yes of course and that would be the case for as long as I acquiesced. He said I should look at it in different light, in which I have rights too, equally important to his and one of those was the right to be spanked amidst all this nonsense about what's politically correct or not.

I thought about that for a bit, I know we were only playing, then I said 'So I could claim my rights, right?' so to speak. He said absolutely I could but I shouldn't bite off more than I could chew, then he patted my bum affectionately and went upstairs.

Cunning is my husband, now I keep thinking about claiming my rights and what 'biting off  more than I can chew' would entail.

Have a good week.

Ronnie
xx