When I first thought about being in a disciplinary marriage, I imagined Mrs. Lion would use spanking as a kind of emotional pressure release valve. I thought that instead of bottling up anger toward me, she would spank me as a way of letting me know that I upset her and getting the feeling out. That hasn’t worked the way I thought.

I don’t know what made me think that she would change a lifelong pattern of withdrawing when angry because she has a license to paddle my bottom. Talk about a male fantasy! As I wrote in my post yesterday, domestic discipline is more of a game. Catch the lion breaking a rule and paddle him. She enjoys catching me. The spanking is more of a way to keep me from breaking the rule, as well as a penalty for getting caught.

The game works almost too well. I don’t break the rules very often. I guess Mrs. Lion needs to give me more easier-to-break rules to keep the game interesting. So far, she hasn’t thought of any. Domestic discipline still isn’t helping with the more serious problem of expressing anger at me. It was unrealistic for me to think it would help, at least in the beginning. I’m happy to say that Mrs. Lion has made some progress in this area. She sometimes snarls or growls at me when I piss her off.

This is a big deal. When she expresses her anger directly, I am on notice that I did something to upset her. That helps me to learn to avoid that behavior. More importantly, she has an outlet for her feelings. She can feel safe letting me know she is angry at me. She knows I won’t run away or retaliate. I think that adds depth and security to our relationship. I hope that this feeling of safety will eventually let her add my behavioral problems to the game.

Is catching me interrupting her very different than catching me eating before she starts? Objectively it isn’t. Emotionally it is totally different. That’s the gap so difficult to close. Translating that pang of annoyance into an “I caught you!” has the benefit of reducing a difficult, “Am I being fair if I growl?” into the same reaction to discovering that I didn’t set up the coffee pot. Sure, the coffee pot situation has no emotional loading. I forgot to do a chore. I thought that if the annoying behavior is considered a similar slip, dealing with it might be more comfortable.

That doesn’t mean there is no emotional response. It also doesn’t mean that she won’t worry that maybe the annoyance isn’t my fault. That may never go away. It does mean that the rule has nothing to do with whether or not there are other mitigating factors. It’s no longer about being fair. It’s like the coffee pot. I didn’t set it up, and that means I get punished. I interrupted. Whether or not Mrs. Lion was already in a bad mood is beside the point. She caught me, and I get punished.

It’s as simple as that. The way I see it, the punishment isn’t a consequence of upsetting her. Ideally, it should be. But that is just asking for too much all at once. The penalty is a consequence of a specific rule I broke. It is absolutely no different than eating first. There may be a reason why I ate first. My vision isn’t good, and I can’t tell if she started. That doesn’t matter. I can always ask. The same is true of interrupting, for example. It doesn’t matter that I thought Mrs. Lion completed her thought. I could have waited a bit more to make sure she had. The rule was broken. It doesn’t matter why. That’s the entire point of our game. We agreed that consistency works best.

The other strong argument for consistently punishing behavioral issues like interrupting is that I need to be spanked regularly. Punishment for an iffy interruption is going to benefit me even if it isn’t technically justified. It’s a flag on the play, and the ruling on the field stands.

A lot of people misunderstand what it means to have a disciplinary relationship. The people who fantasize about being in the disciplined role imagine that they are managed strictly like small children. The main reason for this is that being spanked is the primary sexual attraction of this arrangement. I certainly imagined myself that way before we started.

The big problem with the fantasies is that they’re about an activity, spanking. If you want to be spanked, ask your partner to spank you. You’d be surprised how many men and women can be convinced to wield a paddle. “Oh, no,” you say. You want to feel the authority of your partner and get spanked because you earned a punishment. That’s what I wanted.

The problem with making the fantasy real is similar to getting a partner to lock you into a chastity device. Until you ask for it, your partner has absolutely no idea why she would want to do such a thing. Male chastity is easier. It doesn’t require much work and doesn’t inflict pain. Adding female control is another matter entirely.

How many women independently think about controlling their partners? Not many, I assure you. Even less consider punishing their mates like children. It’s true that many wives, including Mrs. Lion, refer to their husbands as their oldest kid. But that doesn’t mean they actually want to treat their husbands like children. Marriage is not easier for a wife who has the added burden of managing a grown toddler.

you can make it happen

Don’t give up on having a disciplinary relationship. Recognize that the reality isn’t going to be like the fantasy. We’ve been in our disciplinary marriage for over three years now. We’ve been married fifteen. We’ve been successful because Mrs. Lion wisely realized that taking over control of me is a full-time job that she doesn’t want. That made sense to me. I didn’t want that either. When I thought about it, I realized that what I really wanted was a set of rules that Mrs. Lion established. Failure to follow them results in a spanking.

This is the model most disciplinary relationships follow. It isn’t complicated. In the beginning, we discussed possible rules, and Mrs. Lion came up with a few simple ones, like waiting for her to eat first. She got very good at spotting infractions and made sure I get spanked if I break a rule. Over time she’s learned to be an effective spanker. She also gets out of practice. When she’s on her game, I dread being spanked. When she’s a bit lax, I don’t worry about getting into position.

I’ve asked her to expand my rules to include things I do that annoy her. She’s resisted enforcing them. Since she’s in charge, it’s her decision what she chooses to implement. My behavior has improved, and I don’t earn spankings often. We’ve decided that I can get “just because” spankings when I haven’t broken a specific rule in a while. These are the same as punishment spankings. We haven’t done this yet, but when Mrs. Lion announces I have one coming, I’m sure I will dread it.

like a lamb to slaughter

This brings up an interesting question: Even though I want spankings, why would I meekly expose my bare bottom when I know I will be howling in pain? It seems counter-intuitive. The reason is embarrassingly simple. I’m turned on thinking about being spanked. My sexual reaction to the idea of spanking marches me willingly to the gallows. Stupid lion! I’m sure this amuses Mrs. Lion.

My sexual connection to spanking also drives me to encourage her to become a more effective spanker. Even though I know that I will hate the experience, I want her to push me further. Foolish lion! I know I will be sorry as I bend over the spanking pillow to receive a paddling. It doesn’t matter. I want an authentic experience.

That’s the key to understanding what I want. I’m asking for authentic adult spankings. I want them associated with behavioral offenses that Mrs. Lion catches. If I manage to avoid breaking any rules for more than a week or two, then I want a spanking as a reminder of why I need to continue to behave well. Mrs. Lion is in charge in the sense that she can make any rules she wishes, and she can punish me for any reason she feels I need correction. She doesn’t have to run my life or start a new career as a lion tamer.

Damn Buccaneers! I thought it would be a closer game. The lion got 18 warm-up swats and 93 hard swats. That’s not really a lot in the overall scheme of things. However, I thought it would get his motor going. And it did!

I started with my hand, as I usually do. Then I sat up and continued with my hand. I didn’t think I could get very far that way, but it was nice to try. He’s been doing better with my mouth, as I bet most men would. So I switched to oral. It still took a while, but I think he responded quicker than he would have by hand.

I got him pretty close a few times. He wasn’t quite panting. I was worried about a ruined orgasm. I also thought that maybe I should let him come again, but I wondered if it was too soon. Yes, all these things go through my mind as I’m sucking him. Multitasking. I was just really happy he was staying hard for so long. When I was done, I said we might be getting somewhere. Lion said he doesn’t think he’s as unbroken as I think, but he’s less broken than he thinks. I’m encouraged by the baby steps. I’m cautiously optimistic, and I’m rarely optimistic about anything.

At this point, I’m thinking we go full steam ahead. We can try some anal training and some more spanking. I’m sure both will help our cause. Lion has some other ideas, but I won’t steal his thunder. His post for tomorrow speaks to that. I’m happy to help things along in any way I can. It’s a good thing I like jerking him off and sucking him; otherwise, this might be difficult. It’s like an experiment, and we know how much I like experimenting on Lion. He’s a lucky boy.

I am writing this on Sunday afternoon, a little while before the Superbowl. Mrs. Lion decided we would play spankball. Her post yesterday said I would get three swats for each point scored by Tampa Bay and two for each by KC. It would be her way of letting me know which team she wants to see score (Tampa Bay). [Mrs. Lion — Actually it’s because I’ll be mad that Tampa Bay scored.] She also decided to wait until the end of the game and give me all of the swats for the score at once. That way, I won’t have time to recover between spanks. The effect will be maximized.

We experimented with ways to differentiate between play spankings and punishments. It seemed that if play spankings were no different than punishments, I would either be unfairly hurt or punishment spankings would be minimized. Mrs. Lion tried making play spankings milder. That didn’t work. She tried building up the force more slowly and using her hand in the beginning. That also didn’t seem to do it.

I suggested that there is probably no difference between a spanking administered for breaking a rule and one given “just because.” There are plenty of BDSM activities other than spanking that hurt. That doesn’t stop them from being hot. The issue with spanking is that it is used for BDSM and punishment. For a while, Mrs. Lion only spanked me for punishment. That avoided any confusion on my part. It also stopped an activity we both like. The current thinking (at least mine) is that a spanking is a spanking. Whether it’s for not setting up the coffee pot or for play, it’s the same thing. Mrs. Lion uses a paddle to make my bottom hurt and keep hurting for a day or two.

It isn’t rocket science. It’s an activity that has proven effective sometimes to turn me on and other times teach me to correct my behavior. Neither of us has any trouble differentiating between the two. There’s no reason to change how it is administered. In fact, we learned something new the last time I was punished: Mrs. Lion used a timer to establish the minimum duration of my spanking. It was very effective. I felt the spanking for three days. That’s the desired outcome. This is true whether the spanking is for fun or punishment.

I did a little research. There is a lot of material about spanking on the web. Most of it is garbage. However, there are a few sites with what seems to me to be good advice. One thing I read that we learned through experience is that there are two phases to a spanking. The first is preparation. It’s almost impossible for me to hold still if the spanking starts with very hard swats. That seems to be true of most people. The experts advocate “warming up” the person being spanked before the actual punishment. One of my favorite sources of knowledge is the old Disciplinary Wive’s Club website. It teaches that a fairly long and painful warmup is needed before announcing that the punishment is starting.

The concept of informing the person being spanked when the warmup is finished is very powerful. I can imagine enduring several minutes of painful spanking only to be informed that the actual punishment hasn’t started. While Mrs. Lion doesn’t announce this–too bad, I think it would be very effective–I can feel a difference when she begins the second phase. Being told that worse is coming is very powerful.

Based on my experience on the receiving end, I think the second phase is the most effective. I think Mrs. Lion has nailed the warmup. Maybe the clock needs to start on the actual punishment phase. Perhaps starting a timer when she would normally begin the harder swats would be most effective. I know that when she begins those, I truly feel her displeasure (or authority). The so-called play spankings do more than satisfy a sexual need. If strict enough, they let me know who is in charge and that I have to stay in position and take the pain. That’s why there is always a good reason for any spanking.

[Mrs. Lion — As I was reading Lion’s explanation of when the real punishment begins (I don’t consciously spank harder at a certain point) I was thinking I should “warm up” with the swats earned for Kansas City points and start the punishment when I get to the Tampa Bay points. Not because I think TB will win and therefore have more swats, but because those points will annoy me the most and thus be harder.]

End note: The final score was 31 to 9. I got 18 regular swats and 93 hard ones. OW!