61. The Iceman Cometh

Dang this ice chewing habit. I am required to self-report transgressions and Mike had me text him each time I chewed ice today. THREE TIMES!   The good news is I didn’t do it all this evening.  In any event, he’s come up with a creative punishment for the three infractions.

We just finished up dinner and he is playing a game with our son and said he will take care of getting him to bed.  “Mom has a headache and is resting.”  After dinner was done and all cleaned up he sent me to our room where I disrobed and stood in the corner awaiting his entrance.  Mike gave me a few minutes to blog which is different in and of itself as usually he isn’t one to mandate blogging. I think he is anxious to share his punishment idea. Here’s the drill tonight –

I thought he was going to spank me, but when he came into the room he shared that he had other plans. “Oh, yes you are going to get a spanking, but that will be a later. First, were’ going to do this.” He went into our treasure chest and took out the breast harness he bought. I think I mentioned it before. I wear it like a bra but it is cupless and has straps that go around the breast.  The straps can tighten around the breast. We call it my breast binder.   He had me put it on and he tightened the straps pretty tightly.   “Now,” he said, “put on your tack bra.”

Wow, I didn’t expect that. With my tits propped up and sticking out there would be little give for the tacks against normally softer flesh. I simply said “Yes, sir” and put the bra on. He gave a little squeeze and push on the bra, just enough to make me twitch from the pokes.

He then walked me to our closet and had me stand in the middle of the doorway, facing the door jamb that is opposite from where the door hinges are. He had a tape measure and had me stand six inches out from the door jamb and then instructed me to put my arms behind my back and lean into the jamb so that one breast was resting against it. Ouch! He had me count to ten, then told me to stand straight back up and now do the same with the other breast.   Again I counted to ten. Now he had me stand 12 inches from the jamb and repeat. Being further away meant than when I leaned forward and made contact with the jamb I would be putting more weight against my breast and with my arms behind my back I hit the jamb with a bit more of a thud. I am not prone to cussing, but I gave out a soft “Fuck” between my gritting teeth as I could feel major pokage (Is that a word? It is now). “That will be an additional spanking for cussing,” Mike said.

I counted to ten, and then repeated with the other breast. When that was done, he said, “let’s take a look.”

I removed the bra and sure enough there were three or four tacks that broke through the skin. Most just came right out as I pulled back the bra, but a couple were in deep enough that I had to pull them out by themselves. No blood, but it hurt to pull them out.

He told me to go blog about this and he would be back soon as there was still more before the spanking. He said when he returns we will repeat this at the 12 inches mark however I will stay leaning forward for 5 minutes per breast AND I will hold an ice cube between my teeth the entire time just partially in my mouth with most of it sticking out. He will put a cup of ice within arm’s reach and said I needed to replace it once it melts. I am not to wipe my chin or worry about water dripping down and that I’ll get to clean up when it’s done. He will check on me periodically.

Add one more thing to the list of “things I don’t like that I’ll do anyway.” This one will hurt, but I anticipate it is still within my limits. I can safe-word out of it if it comes to that.   I mentioned before this wasn’t considered a punishment bra, but, I guess it is now!

He said once this was done I would get my spanking plus the spanking for cussing. He also said if this doesn’t help change my habits, my next infraction would have an even more uncomfortable punishment. He said the ice would not just be put in my mouth next time.   Okay, I don’t want to think about that. Plus, I don’t think that image would look as appealing as the one on this post.

Well, time to get pricked and poked!

NEXT:  62. Sexual Adventures of Pre-DD Jenny

 

 

57. Maintenance Session: Apologies and Back to School Sex and Submission

We just wrapped up our weekly Maintenance Session.

Spanking revisited:
We just wrapped up our Maintenance Session. I brought up the punishment that I didn’t agree with.   At first Mike resisted a bit, saying it was about my tone and not about his frustration, but then he did admit that it was both.   He said his initial trigger in spanking me was my tone, but that he was clearly frustrated and he let that frustration into the  spanking.  He said that clearly, the third set of spankings was all about his frustration, so if we were to break it down, maybe the first set was the tone, the last the frustration, and the middle a mix of both.  Regardless, he apologized and said he knows it is important to keep the Rewards focused on the goals of our Domestic Discipline and our journey into a more D/s relationship doesn’t change that.   I was relieved that we were on the same page with this.  I am not sure how easily I would have let this go if he insisted it was only about the tone I used.

Foursome revisited:
We also talked about sex with John and Donna.  We were also in agreement there.  We both shared that we enjoyed it a lot and we both felt good about the experiences.  We both admitted to a bit of shock that we were actually living out this shared fantasy – shock as in a happy and amazing way, not in an alarming and upsetting sort of way.

We both shared that we experienced this post-coital feeling shortly after orgasm where we both wish John and Donna would go away.  It’s like we just want to be with each other in that moment.  That feeling only lasted a minute or two before we were back into loving the moment with the four of us.  We found it interesting that we both shared that post-coital feeling. I wonder if that’s a common thing with couples?

Back to School – Sex and Submission
We also talked about how things should be with school back in session tomorrow.  Mike said that once I got home from dropping our son off at school, I was to take my clothes off in the garage, before I stepped into the house.  I would remain naked all day and would only get dressed to run errands or if I had visitors other than Donna.

We also talked about Donna.  Donna works part-time and we often go shopping or run errands together in the afternoon, or otherwise just hang out together.  Now that we were having sex with John and Donna, we talked about whether Donna and I could have sex without the guys.  Mike and John had already talked it over and agreed we could, but they needed to know about it.  I would text Mike with “out with Donna” whenever Donna and I were planning to have sex.  Keep in mind thus far Donna and I have never been alone with just each other, so the thought of this really excites me.

Mike said that each Monday, Wednesday, and Friday would be a “device” day where I would have to wear something from the moment I woke up until 11 a.m. (that’s about 3.5 hours).  Monday’s would be a butt plug, Wednesday would be the tack bra, and Friday would be nipple clamps.  They remain in use even if I have errands to run.  No exceptions.   I was impressed that Mike came up with this idea on his own.  In the past this would have happened only if I suggested to Mike that I was open to something kinky, and perhaps would even have to specify what it was.  Now, he is just coming up with this stuff on his own.   It shows me he is willing to be dominant.  Of course, I love not just the dominance itself, but the fact he is comfortable coming up with ways to express his dominance.

Oh – I have been working on a really nice tack bra and will have it finished by Wednesday.  I got some ideas for it online.  I used leather and an old t-shirt and cut some bra cup shapes.  I inserted 55 tacks through one leather cup and then through the cup made from the t-shirt.  The extra layer of the t-shirt gave me something softer against my breasts and added just enough material so that the tacks were still protruding pretty well, but not as much as they would be without the extra layer of material.  You can say I am cheating, but Mike agree to this, at least for now.  It isn’t intended as a “punishment bra” so the Submissive Rules Committee allows it.

I then covered the flat side of the tacks with another piece of leather to lock the tacks in place.  I used my sewing skills and stitched it all together.   One problem with the stitching is that it pulls the layers together pretty tightly, so the new “tack pad” lays pretty flat.  I ended up having to sew this pad into the bra so that it conformed to the shape of the bra cup.  I’ve got one cup done and all is left on the remaining one is to sew it into the bra.

I continue to marvel at my personal journey over the last 17 months.  It has been quite a transformation and I can honestly say it has surpassed every expectation I had.  I’ve discovered a part of me that I didn’t know existed, and a strength and dedication that I didn’t know existed.   I am living life and loving life, every moment, every day.   It still sounds odd to say it, but I owe it all to spanking – more specifically, to Domestic Discipline. 

NEXT:  Sex with Donna. . . What did I forget?