My Queen has told me that she’s had enough of my attitude and “sass” and that I can expect a woodshed whuppin’ soon. If I was a betting man, I’d say it is going to happen within days. Said she was going to use her belt. Which always means this one.
Interesting thoughts start to flood my brain when this happens and so I thought I’d capture some of those thoughts in this post. From the moment she says, “You just earned a trip to the woodshed.” to right before the very first swat or lash.
On occasion, there are some impromptu spankings. See Coffee Table Whuppin’s, for example. But most of the time she’ll set a designated time for a spanking. Be it an attitude adjustment spanking or the ultimate…woodshed whuppin’. When she tells me that one is coming, she’ll often tell me when it is coming. Other times she’ll leave me wondering. In that case, it can happen later that night, or a couple of days can pass before it does down. There are pros and cons to both situation from my perspective.
So first off, for the quick “right in the moment” spanking, there is not much thought, except, “Oh shit!” And just like that, the spanking has commenced. The “Pro” of this, is that #1 – These spankings aren’t USUALLY of the woodshed whuppin category. And #2 – There is no long sense of dread to contend with like there is when she sentences me to a woodshed whuppin. The “Cons” of the impromptu spanking are #1 – There is virtually no time to mentally prepare for the spanking. And #2 – She is usually a little more riled up when giving it. Not out of control, but definitely more riled up, which is never a good thing when you’re on the receiving end of a real spanking.
Now being told or “sentenced” to a trip to the woodshed brings with it additional thoughts. There is still the “Oh shit!” moment as mentioned above. But now there is TIME to contend with. With a woodshed whuppin’, there are mostly CONS. The ONLY “PRO” that I can think of, is that I can at least try to mentally prepare myself for the forthcoming spanking. It helps a little, but honestly…it is of little consolation once the spanking begins. The “Cons” are plentiful and so I thought I’d walk through them as they generally happen, up to the moment of the spanking.
Cons: Instant Fear, Regret, Sense of Dread & Bravado?
I’m not sure why, but I always ask what I’m going to get it with. Maybe it’s to help with the mental preparation or maybe it’s simply just curiosity. Most of the time she’ll tell me, but on occasion she’ll leave me guessing. When she does tell me, then she’ll usually wear the corresponding sandals for that implement for the next couple of days, or at the bare minimum, the day of. Each time I see or hear her sandals “clicking” against her feet; it reminds me that my backside is going to get wrecked by (whatever implement is associated with those sandals). When her belt is going to be used, you can bet that she’ll be wearing it as much as possible on the days preceding the spanking. She likes to make me squirm a little too. For example, on days preceding the spanking when she getting undressed for the night, she’ll take off her belt to hang it on her belt rack. But she’ll often give me “the look”, as she unbuckles and takes it off, in the same manner she does right before spanking me with it. It always either gives me the chills or that feeling of dread that sits in the pit of your stomach.
And defying all common sense, I sometimes get myself in even more trouble by continuing to act up. I get a sense of bravado thinking, “Well, I’m going to get it anyway, so I might as well go out in a Blaze of Glory (queue Bon Jovi’s song)”. You would think that being a somewhat intelligent man who normally has good foresight, understands long term scenarios and consequences, that I would tone it down some and keep my arrogance or attitude at a minimum. But…no…my brain doesn’t serve me well in this regard. It is not until just moments right before the whuppin’ is going to happen, that arrogance starts giving me hints that its going to bail on me shortly.
The long walk to the hall. After having received REAL domestic discipline spankings in the past…the walk down the hall towards our room (the woodshed), seems to get longer and bring more fear with it as your brain now decides to be “helpful” and provide recall of previous trips to said woodshed.
When it is time for the spanking, she usually tells me to come with or follow her. We start the walk down the hall and as I see and hear her sandals again, and realize what those sandals mean, my nervousness increases exponentially. When we get to the room, a few different scenarios usually play out. Sometimes, she’ll tell me right away to “assume the position” or “bend over”. Other times, she’ll go sit in our big lounge chair, cross her legs and tell me to come kneel before her as she reviews my transgressions. Oftentimes she’ll be holding the spanking implement that she is going to using for the spanking, for my viewing pleasure.
This scenario is USUALLY worse, because as she goes through my list of transgressions, she in essence reminds herself of EVERYTHING I’ve done that deserves a spanking. I can only assume that makes the spanking longer. When she is going over the “list” I hear her but my thoughts are in the forefront as I look at the implement, knowing how bad it hurts. Feelings and thoughts of regret and dread course through my body.
After she has said her piece, she’ll give one of the aforementioned commands and I’ll get up, take down my pants and underwear and bend over the end of the bed. My nervousness is at its highest level as I know I’m just moments away from the pain that drives out these poor attitudes and arrogance. There is nothing fun about a real spanking. As I’m bent over, I will look over my left shoulder (she always starts from the left side) and see her there in position with the implement that is about to tear up my backside and I give out a quick breath, look forward and think, “Ok, just hang on and stay in position.” Knowing that if I don’t stay in position, there are likely penalty swats added AFTER the spanking. We have rules around HE-YA! (see spanking rules) I oftentimes will take a look at the clock, knowing that time “is on my side”. Even though it seems like an eternity once the spanking starts; because she spanks for real and in succession, a real spanking (the actual spanking part), will only last about 4-5 minutes or so. You might be thinking that 4-5 minutes is not that bad of a spanking, but for a real spanking I assure you it is. Take a look at the animated spanking gifs below, even though they loop, you can see that the women are giving a swat about every second. My wife is right on point with that.
While she NEVER gives warm up swats, I sometimes feel the implement placed against my butt as she lines it up and gets her distance calculated. When I feel that, I think, “God this is going to hurt so bad.” And that is usually the last thought I have when the first searing lash or swat lands…