I want to say first that he treats me very well. He puts my happiness first.  He knows his responsibility as HOH.

But, when the spanking stopped working, he started making me stand in the corner holding my skirt up or pants down to show my red bottom.

It was not to be cruel, just effective which it was.

We believe punishments should be effective,  humbling and reinforce the traditional roles.  They should also mirror the crime.  I like to stay up late but I get cranky, so he tells me when to go to bed. If I disobey, I go to bed early for a week.  After sloppy housework, I am spanked and ordered to redo it under his supervision with my pants around my ankles. I don’t leave the room without permission so he doesn’t have to look all over for me.  And telling him doesn’t feel right even to me.  But if I forget, I don’t leave that room without permission. These punishments mirror the crime and reinforce my role as submissive.

Also, apparently-with no prior knowledge-we were kinky as well.  Though it had nothing to do with sex or age play.  I got up in the middle of the night to use the restroom and woke him up and he bought me pull-ups and rubber pants to sleep in, then for long trips and punishment.  I got my private bathroom time in the morning.  He successfully got me dependent, confessing I just looked so darn cute.  Again, not sexual, I just loved belonging to him so completely, I depended on him for even that.

Then, I heard his friends compliment him on how affectionate and obedient I was. He said I’d been like a kitten ever since the diapers.  For punishment, he asked me if I needed a fresh diaper in front of others, just our closest friends and other DD couples and wear skirts that showed my diaper.

I wanted to continue being affectionate and obedient.  I loved he thought I was cute.  But I was getting dependent.  We talked about it and comprised of a little girl dress, pigtails, and ruffled panties.  It was still humbling, but my bladder was safe.  I also had a tiny time out chair, very uncomfortable and a playpen for when he wanted effectively to send me to bed and keep his eyes on me.

We kept those.

A lot of this can only be practised if you don’t hide your lifestyle and we exposed ours by accident.

His brother came in the house without knocking.  I was getting a spanking so hard I was kicking and screaming.  His brother froze. My husband was very cool.

“Give me a minute. I’m disciplining my wife.

We decided it was our home.  It was our life.  And if people didn’t feel comfortable watching me get a spanking, time out, corner time, they could leave.  If it made “strong” female friends uncomfortable to hear me call him Sir or ask permission to go out with my friends or tell them I was on restriction for coming home late, they knew where the door was too.

I haven’t misbehaved in a public place.  He says he doesn’t know what he would do. It depended on the situation.  But I don’t want to find out.

Again, my point is that there are more and more effective punishments than spanking.  For the reasons I have given, O think they produce a more obedient wife and an adoring husband who appreciates she has given herself to him.

Or maybe it’s just us.