Spanked And Sorry

Mrs. Lion spanked me on Wednesday night for eating before her. Her spanking was very painful. She used the very painful ferule paddle. I was out of practice since it’s been weeks since I’ve been spanked. Soon after we got up yesterday, she asked me if I had any sore spots. I said that I didn’t. She was disappointed. I could almost hear her thinking that she would do better next time.

Next time could be sooner then I would like. We are both at home until next week. So far, Mrs. Lion’s office will open on Monday. My office is closed with everyone working from home. So far, our Internet service has held up nicely. We are in a sparsely populated area so there would be little stress on our local service. I don’t think the Internet backbone will be particularly stressed. After all, there really isn’t any new traffic. Existing traffic has just moved.

With both of us sheltering in place, there is an opportunity to catch up on some of our play. I don’t know if that’s occurred to Mrs. Lion. We still have a bunch of toys that are untried. I was a little surprised on Wednesday night that nothing sexual happened after my spanking. I imagine that Mrs. Lion was just too tired and the energy it took to beat me was as much as she could handle.

As I write this, I’m squirming a little in my chair. Perhaps I was premature telling Mrs. Lion there were no sore spots. I think there may be a couple. I’m sure she’ll be happy to hear this. I was a little surprised to find that I didn’t have a very sore bottom yesterday morning. Her spanking started off as she said, “not too hard.” I would disagree. I was yelping right from the start. She picked up both the pace and the intensity of her swats. She had me in the normal punishment position lying face-down on the bed with my legs dangling over the edge. There was no question in my mind that she meant business.

That paddle hurts a lot with even gentle swats. She wasn’t being gentle. I’m pretty sure she’s dialed up the intensity. At least from the perspective of punishment. Lioness 4.0 is here. She’s pretty much given up on other disciplinary choices. Spanking is definitely her sweet spot. It makes sense to me as well. I suppose I’m a simple creature. I do best when there are a clear cause and effect relationship between my behavior and the resulting punishment. Creativity is absolutely unneeded. Mrs. Lion can save that for our BDSM play.

This is in line with what I know about other couples who practice domestic discipline. It isn’t fancy, it’s just painful. Also, distinctions aren’t made between offenses. If I do something that requires punishment, I will get a very painful spanking. It doesn’t matter if I spilled food on my shirt or interrupted Mrs. Lion. I broke a rule and I have to pay the price.

It’s all very simple. We’ve tried it the other way with different gradations of severity and different punishments based on the offense. It didn’t work. What works for us is a uniformly severe spanking for any offense. It’s simple for me to understand and easy for Mrs. Lion to administer.

There’s a temptation to try to relate this to childhood punishments. That was a mistake. It’s not the same at all. In some respects, adult punishment is far easier than punishing kids. Mrs. Lion is confident that I understand how I got into trouble and her only job is to make me very unhappy about what I did. Corner time, mouth soaping, etc. have too much potential to be sexually arousing. Paddling is very easy to make thoroughly unpleasant. It may turn me on to think about but is absolutely miserable to receive.

The idea isn’t to fulfill a sexual fantasy for me. It’s to make me thoroughly unhappy that I upset Mrs. Lion. She has an easy way to learn if she has to up the ante. If I repeat an offense, I am obviously saying that I didn’t get the point. Fortunately, it only takes a little more energy from her to dramatically increase my suffering. Lioness 4.0 embraces that concept.


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