You would think it wouldn’t be very difficult for me to remember setting up the coffee pot. It usually isn’t. On weekday mornings, Mrs. Lion goes to work about 7:30. I head into my home office at about 8. At 9 or 9:30, I go into the kitchen for a cup of Keurig coffee. At the same time, I set up the coffee pot for the next morning. Easy Peasy. The trouble comes when our routine is broken. Then I can easily forget to do my chore.
The theory is that if I know that I will be painfully spanked if I forget, then making sure I do the chore will be top of mind. Over time, the habit will be solidly formed, and the activity will be automatic. It doesn’t work that way. The fear of punishment only persists as long as that punishment is well remembered. Many dominant women have written that behavior is changed for about a month before it reverts.
Nobody has any hard information on why this happens, but it seems fairly consistent across many people. I’m pretty sure after Mrs. Lion spanks me for not setting it up, I won’t slip again for about a month. Then, when the household routine changes for a day, I will forget. This has been going on for a long time. I don’t want a fifteen-minute spanking. Knowing Mrs. Lion, it will be more like twenty minutes of pain.
As soon as I realized what I did, I wanted to fix it. Of course, I couldn’t. I was instantly upset at the prospect of the punishment. Why did I forget? I just did. My routine wasn’t there to save me, and my memory of consequences faded enough to allowed me to forget the damn coffee pot.
It doesn’t help that Mrs. Lion likes catching me. That is fun for her. She doesn’t get turned on by spanking me, but she likes the challenge and enjoys doing a “good job.” I think she likes seeing my reaction when I’m caught. She will also enjoy working out a way to bruise every inch of my butt thoroughly. She’ll take souvenir photos when she’s done.
Some spankers focus on the punishment. Mrs. Lion does that, too, of course, but she also likes observing the effects of her efforts. Lately, she has taken to pointing out that large areas of my bottom are swollen from her paddling. She studies the pictures to assess any areas she might have missed. She is making sure that I will have no fun at all on the spanking bench.
She is a little different from many disciplinary wives in that she doesn’t lecture me. She brings in the spanking bench and expects me to assume the position. Without any conversation, she goes to work. She ignores any sounds I may make. She usually doesn’t speak until she is done. This is her style. I asked her to try telling me what I did to deserve the beating. She tried, but it didn’t work for her. I know why I am there. I hear her tell Alexa how long a timer to set. I don’t need to know anything. Maybe I need to find a way to stop getting into trouble.
Of course, you need to find a way not to get into trouble. After all, the punishment is invented so that you learn to avoid trouble. But since time passes, but you step on the same rake, I conclude that you are just an absent-minded person, like many writers, by the way.