<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681</id><updated>2011-07-28T21:42:31.575-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spankedwife</title><subtitle type='html'>A journal into my submission to my husband after 20 years</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-109257153725746148</id><published>2004-08-15T08:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T08:05:37.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/takersgurl/Picture117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A little pic Im posting for (Daddy) To show him what a good girl I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hopefully tuesday we will get to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-109257153725746148?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/109257153725746148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=109257153725746148' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/109257153725746148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/109257153725746148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/08/little-pic-im-posting-for-daddy-to_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108980824652424448</id><published>2004-07-14T08:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T08:30:46.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm in the bed waiting for him when he comes home, horney as hell, no kids in the house and what does he do, goes outside to read the paper, I wait forever and he is still out there, Okay So i go and say if your going to sit out here all day, I guess Ill get on my computer, he just keeps sitting there, I hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108980037526252849</id><published>2004-07-14T06:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T06:19:35.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found these animations while surfing...I find these sexy as hell shows how my mind works LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img73.photobucket.com/albums/v222/takersgurl/folly5.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img73.photobucket.com/albums/v222/takersgurl/dr4.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img73.photobucket.com/albums/v222/takersgurl/bbbbbbbb.gif"&gt; Little Angel as always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108980037526252849?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108963340896804328</id><published>2004-07-12T07:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T07:56:48.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hers another of my favorite stories i wrote..those that cnat get spanked write about it,lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Want to play a game?" Kevin asked.&lt;br /&gt;Jen giggled it was Saturday night, their night. Kevin worked third shift and she worked first.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night was the only night of the week they got to spend together.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night they would send the kids off to an over night trip with there friends or to their oldest daughters house.&lt;br /&gt;This was their night to be silly, make love, and of course for Jen to get the spankings she needed and wanted so much.&lt;br /&gt;Very rarely was Saturday night reserved for discipline, but on the rare occasion if she had royally screwed up, Kevin would let her know ahead of time, she was in a for a long hard spanking.&lt;br /&gt;Jen looked up in her husband's deep green eyes and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"What kind of game?" She asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Well You climb over my lap, with that cute ass of yours right here where I can get to it." He said grinning.&lt;br /&gt;"Uhh huh." She said her interest perking up.&lt;br /&gt;"I ask you a question, if you get it right, I give you a nice feel good spank with my hand with lots of rubbing." He said smiling now.&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm, the kind that makes me all tingly?" She said rolling over to lay beside him.&lt;br /&gt;"Yep, that's the kind." He said taking his finger and starting to stroke her upper thigh.&lt;br /&gt;"Mmmmmmmm." Jen said as he stroked her leg slowly.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly she opened her eyes and looked up at him.&lt;br /&gt;"Wait what if I get the question wrong?" She asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Well then, little girl, you get a real hard spank with a implement. I'm going to let you pick out three and lay them on the bed, I pick which one to use for each wrong answer, of course." He said still smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Jen looked at him a long minute, did he even have to ask, of course she wanted to play.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm game." She said.&lt;br /&gt;"Alrighty girl, you go to the toy box and pick out three implements." He said and sat back against the headboard.&lt;br /&gt;Jen climbed off the bed and walked over to their toy box swaying her hips. She slowly bent and grinned at show she was giving him.&lt;br /&gt;She had on a short white nighty and white lacy short style panties, that pretty much left her cheeks exposed to his gaze.&lt;br /&gt;Jen bent further down knowing that the gown had rode up to fully reveal her bottom to him. She wiggled for a moment to give him a show and was rewarded when she heard him take in a deep breath.&lt;br /&gt;"Have mercy." He mumbled to himself.&lt;br /&gt;Jen grinned and then got to the task at hand, picking out several implements&lt;br /&gt;She grabbed the wooden paddle and the leather slapper. She looked in the box trying to decide on number three.&lt;br /&gt;"That's enough, I already have the third." He said.&lt;br /&gt;She turned and saw what he had in his hand and froze.&lt;br /&gt;It was freshly cut switch.&lt;br /&gt;"When did you get that?" She asked.&lt;br /&gt;"While you was in the shower." He said.&lt;br /&gt;Jen walked to the bed and sat down and took the switch from his hand, it was thin and whippy but short enough he could use it over the knee.&lt;br /&gt;Jne laid it down along beside the other implements.&lt;br /&gt;"Little girl ,all that twitching of your cute ass over there, look what you done to me." He said.&lt;br /&gt;Jen glanced down at the front of his now tented boxers and tried not to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry Kev." She said trying to sound sincere.  &lt;br /&gt;"You'll be taking care of that in a while, don't you worry." He said grinning.&lt;br /&gt;Jen smiled at him and he took her hand and drew her over his lap. He adjusted her till her bottom was just where he wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;He pulled the short little night up and Jen caught her breath, she was already so turned on.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin rubbed her bottom slowly stroking up and down and Jen just melted into a puddle. He pulled the lacy little panties up in her crack making her squeak.&lt;br /&gt;"I just love these sexy little lacy things you wear." He said in a husky voice.&lt;br /&gt;Jen just purred at the sensations he was sending through her bottom half up to her brain.&lt;br /&gt;"Let's pull these off." he said sliding the panties down over her plump spankable cheeks and pulling them completely off.&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, lets start." he said giving her a light smack to her cheeks, smiling as they jiggled under the little spank.&lt;br /&gt;"Who was the 15th president of the United States?" He asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Umm lets see." She said grinning to her self.&lt;br /&gt;"No longer than one minute to answer." Kevin said rubbing her bottom lightly.&lt;br /&gt;"James Buchanan." Jen said laughing.&lt;br /&gt;"Very good." Kevin said giving her a nice firm spank on her left cheek.&lt;br /&gt;It felt wonderful and Jen moaned as he started rubbing her bottom.&lt;br /&gt;"Okay question two. Who invented marshmallows?" Kevin asked.&lt;br /&gt;"You got to be kidding me...who knows that?" Jen asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Obviously you don't." Kevin said and picked up the wood paddle.&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;"Ouuuuch." Jen yelped at the sudden bite of the paddle.&lt;br /&gt;But she quieted down as Kevin took up rubbing the sore spot on her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;"By the way Egyptians invented the first marshmallow candy." Kevin said laughing.  &lt;br /&gt;"Only you would know that." Jen said relaxing under his roaming hands again.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here's a easy one for you. What was the Undertaker's nickname back when he was old school?" Kevin asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Easy, Lord Of Darkness." Jen said enjoying the game.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;SMAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;Kevin grinned as she squirmed with pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;"MMMMMMMMMM." Jen murmured as he rubbed her bottom and slid a finger down to tease her wetness.&lt;br /&gt;"Oooo Kevvvv." She moaned as he teased her unmercifully.&lt;br /&gt;"Mmm some naughty little girl is sooo hot." Kevin teased now excited himself.&lt;br /&gt;Okay baby, what is the longest running tv show?" He asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Ummm, I think it's Mash." She said unsure of her answer.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin picked up the slapper.&lt;br /&gt;SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;"Yeouuuch." Jen yelled at the sharp bite of leather.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin rubbed her now pink and glowing cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;"The Simpsons  Baby." he said.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh darn it, I should have known that one." She said as he soothed her pink globes.&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, what is the rarest care bear?" Kevin asked as he rubbed.&lt;br /&gt;"That's easy, Noble heart horse." She said laughing.&lt;br /&gt;"Very good girl." He said as he laid another firm smack on her left cheek and then started rubbing again.&lt;br /&gt;Jen was getting very distracted by the rubbing and was ready to end the game and move on to the main event.  &lt;br /&gt;"Kev.....I'm ready to quit playing." She gasped as one of his large fingers entered her wetness.  &lt;br /&gt;"You are huh, well not just yet." He said and continued to tease her wet folds.&lt;br /&gt;"Please Kevvvv." She moaned.&lt;br /&gt;"Alright here we go, what is the set bedtime for a ceratin young lady when she has to work the next day?" He asked.&lt;br /&gt;Jen for the first time sensed trouble, there was no way he could know what time she went to bed three nights this week, he worked third shift.&lt;br /&gt;"Umm eleven." She said  &lt;br /&gt;"Right again." He said&lt;br /&gt;SMAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;He watched her butt turning the prettiest shade of red.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin started rubbing again.&lt;br /&gt;"Did you go to bed on time every night this week?" Kevin asked.&lt;br /&gt;Jen knew she was caught.&lt;br /&gt;"No." She said.&lt;br /&gt;"Right again." Kevin said.&lt;br /&gt;SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;He again started rubbing her red bottom.&lt;br /&gt;Jen couldn't help her self she moaned under his touch.&lt;br /&gt;"What happens to little girls that stay up past their bedtime and then try to hide that fact?"Kevin asked.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh no not this Jen thought.&lt;br /&gt;"They get spanked." Jen said quietly aware that she was in deep doodoo.&lt;br /&gt;SMAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;"You're very good at this game baby." Kevin said rubbing at her stinging globes.&lt;br /&gt;"How are they spanked Jen?" He asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Ummm On their bare bottom." Jen said blushing ,it  always embarrassed her having to say this.&lt;br /&gt;SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;This time the spank really stung and Jen yelped a little.&lt;br /&gt;"Well I would say you won this little game Jen, you got almost all the questions right." Kevin said.&lt;br /&gt;Jen lay still waiting for the other shoe to drop.&lt;br /&gt;"Now lets take care of this little problem and be done with it." Kevin said picking up the paddle.&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;Jen started wiggling as he brought the wood paddle down firmly on her already glowing cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;"Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww." Jen yelled as her poor cheeks started to feel the flames of heat from the paddling.&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;Two last whacks to her burning bottom cheeks and a few tears rolled down her cheeks..&lt;br /&gt;"Okay , now let's test this switch out shall we?" Kevin asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Kev, I'm sorryyyyyy." Jen cried.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry too, Jen that you care so little for your health or your need for sleep." Kevin said.&lt;br /&gt;THWAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;The first taste of the switch and Jen yelled out.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin watched as a red stripe appeared on her lower cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;THWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;"Owwww." She yelled as the switch burned a trail across her hot cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;THWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;THWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;THWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;Jen's legs started to kick and she was openly crying now.&lt;br /&gt;THWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll go to bed on time I promissssse." Jen cried as he laid two more strokes on her burning cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin dropped the switch and pulled his crying wife into his arms.&lt;br /&gt;"Okay baby, shhhhhh, it's okay." He said rocking her.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't the worse spanking she ever got, and she knew it. She hadn't stayed up but about a hour over every night, but she knew also Kevin was trying to keep her from falling back into bad habits.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin rocked her till her tears slowed down. He kissed the tears from her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"I love you baby." He said .&lt;br /&gt;"I love you to Kev." Jen said giving him a little smile.&lt;br /&gt;"No more late nights young lady." He said sternly.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes Kev." She said snuggling up to him.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin smiled and stroked her hair.&lt;br /&gt;"Kev?" She said.&lt;br /&gt;"Mm huh?" He asked.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm really horny as hell." She said giggling.&lt;br /&gt;"You are huh." He said.&lt;br /&gt;He flipped her over on her back and nudged her legs open and settled his self in between them.&lt;br /&gt;He lowered his lips right next to her ear.&lt;br /&gt;"Let's just see what we can do about that." He said.&lt;br /&gt;Jen laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck thinking about how damn lucky she was and if they could play the game again next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108963340896804328?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108963340896804328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108963340896804328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108963340896804328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108963340896804328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/07/hers-another-of-my-favorite-stories-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108963300927683104</id><published>2004-07-12T07:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T07:50:09.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Vacation hasnt gone exactly as planned. The kids have been here all week, we done lots of stuff togather, but me and hubbys sex life is non existant. Spanking is out of the question. Not thats he is really into it, I think he basically does it to get me hot, no way is he a top.&lt;br /&gt;I some times ponder on where ths submissive side of me comes from, cause I can be a real bitch other wise, I have this deep seated need for a man to control me, make me behave, take care of me, I guess I long ago stopped trying to figure it out and go with it, but my need arent met anyway, even if Hubby was up to the task, its hard to live a D/ life style with kids around. lets face it I can write better spankings and disipline than Ill ever get.&lt;br /&gt;But I march on hoping someday I will have the kind of disipline relationship I need, maybe when Im  old and grey and the kids are moved out,LOL&lt;br /&gt;Heres a story I wrote for the spanking board I belong to wishing this would happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It had been a long week. Even longer since Jen had a spanking and she was really itching for one.  &lt;br /&gt;The kids being out of school was really putting a crimp in her spanking activities.  &lt;br /&gt;She was becoming grumpy and cranky and she found herself pushing Kevin's buttons all week knowing there wasn't  a darn thing he could do about it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He could give her the look all he wanted but there no way he could spank her in a houseful of kids.&lt;br /&gt;So her frustration had started a nasty cycle between them of her lashing out and acting like a brat and his hands were tied to end it the way he usually would by upending her for a good bare bottom spanking.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She walked into the living room and sat down with a sigh, Kevin had been working all day cleaning up their out building out behind the house. They used it to store years worth of junk and the kids old toys and clothes, she really needed to get rid of all that stuff, but she just couldn't bare to part with there baby clothes and toys, each item when she picked it up held a special memory and she would put the stuff back in boxes and put it back in its place.  &lt;br /&gt;"What's  wrong Mom." Mr. 12 year old video game expert said looking away from his game for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing, just thinking, what are you playing?" She asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Dad got me a new game." He said.&lt;br /&gt;Jen shook her head the boy wouldn't move for three days or more with a new game to entertain him.&lt;br /&gt;"Ya know Dad has been working out there in the building all week, I think he is making a room to escape all the noise around here." The boy said laughing.&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe, speaking of the girls, are they out with your dad?" She asked.&lt;br /&gt;"No he took the baby to Aunt Brenda's and Kelly is spending the night with Diedre." He said.&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm that's  strange, daddy didn't say anything to me about the girls going anywhere." Jen said.&lt;br /&gt;"He took them while you were in the shower."  &lt;br /&gt;Mmmm might not be bad having the evening to herself, maybe get online do a little writing.&lt;br /&gt;"Jen." She heard Kevin calling out.&lt;br /&gt;She walked into the kitchen and there he was standing looking sexy as hell in no shirt and jeans. He was sweaty and looked like he had been working up a storm she wanted to jump his bones right there.&lt;br /&gt;"Jen, I have a little surprise for you. I'm going to go shower, I want you to look at the out building, I been doing some work on it and see what you think." Kevin said.&lt;br /&gt;Jen shrugged, the building was the last thing on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;"I think I might go get online for a while since the girls are not here, catch on some writing and reading." Jen said heading for the spare room where her computer was.&lt;br /&gt;"Little girl, I want you to go to the out building like I told you." Kev said in a low voice, the Voice, the one that sent shivers down her spine and made her tummy do flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be out shortly." Kevin said.&lt;br /&gt;She pulled herself  together and wondered what was up.&lt;br /&gt;She heard Kevin in the living room talking to there son.&lt;br /&gt;"Mom and I are going to finish up some work in the building, if anyone calls were busy." Kevin told him.&lt;br /&gt;"Okay dad." She heard her son reply. She knew he wouldn't be moving from the video game for a long while.&lt;br /&gt;She went out the back door and headed for the out building, it was really a nice building with two separate sides. The one side was  carpeted and had air conditioning and heat, it would make a nice recreation room, but they had never got around to it, and they had so much stuff piled in it.&lt;br /&gt;She walked up the steps and opened the door and gasped in surprise. Kevin had painted the walls and cleaned the carpet and moved all the boxes out, He had a nice big sofa on one side.&lt;br /&gt;In one corner was a straight back chair.  She was surprised to see all there spanking implements  had been hung nicely on one wall easily in reach.  &lt;br /&gt;Jen swallowed hard, looks like Kevin was going to make sure he had a nice private  place to spank her. She looked at the door and seen that a dead bolt had been installed to keep the kids from wandering out here.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my she though in excitement. She was going to finally get the lovely spanking she had been wanting so badly.&lt;br /&gt;She went and sank down on the sofa and grinned.  &lt;br /&gt;"Well I'm glad to see a smile on that pretty face."&lt;br /&gt;Jen looked up and seen Kevin standing in the doorway.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Kev, this is great." She said running over to throw her arms around his neck and kiss him.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin kissed her and pulled her close.&lt;br /&gt;"I know you been missing getting spanked baby girl, I can see how on edge you've been, I had to do something." Kevin said.&lt;br /&gt;"Well this is great." She said smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin turned and locked the door and pulled her over to the sofa and sat down then pulled her to his lap.&lt;br /&gt;"Little girl, I know you been tense what with the kids here all the time and us not having any time together, but that doesn't excuse the way you been acting ." Kevin said.&lt;br /&gt;Jen frown this didn't sound good, she was hoping for a nice stingy spanking, one that made all the right parts tingle and then maybe a little roll in the hay so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;"Little girl, you been pushing my buttons for a while, and you been cussing at me, you threw the phone at me, just last night and sweetness, I intercepted the credit card bill, you are so in for it." He said sternly.&lt;br /&gt;"Kev, I'm sorry I just been missing our time together and the credit card, well I just went and took the kids shopping to cheer my self up a little." She said trying to get out of what she knew was coming.&lt;br /&gt;"We had an agreement about the credit card, emergency only and the cursing is non negotiable and the smart mouthing, you have been doing it on purpose trying to push me and you know it, as you well know you said a lot more than damn, you called me some pretty nasty names the other night, you knew you would be punished for it sooner or later, and later is here." Kevin said.&lt;br /&gt;Jen looked down at her feet, knowing he was right, there was nothing she could say to defend her self. Deep down she wanted this, She knew that was the whole reason she had been pushing him, she felt safe in the boundaries they had both agreed on when they began this journey into spanking.  She was the one that had went to him and told him she needed discipline spankings and it had turned their marriage around, she wanted and needed this.&lt;br /&gt;"Jen stand up." He said.&lt;br /&gt;Jen did as he said and he turned her toward him and began unbuttoning her shorts. He pulled them along with her panties down to her knees.&lt;br /&gt;"There's a corner over there with your name on it." He said.&lt;br /&gt;Jen spied the empty corner and stumbled over to it and buried her red face in it.&lt;br /&gt;She stood as still as she could thinking about the awful things she had said to him this week and how bitchy she had been.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin didn't let her stew long, he knew that would be cruel, she had waited long enough.&lt;br /&gt;"Alright little girl, get your self over here." Kevin called to her.&lt;br /&gt;Jen hobbled over trying her best to keep her shorts and panties from falling any lower.  &lt;br /&gt;Kev pulled her straight over his knee and the first slap sounded like gunfire.&lt;br /&gt;"Oww." She yelled out.&lt;br /&gt;SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;Kevin wasted no time lighting a fame on her plump behind.&lt;br /&gt;His hand rose and fell rapidly roasted her bottom and turning it red.&lt;br /&gt;SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes Jen's legs were kicking and she was whimpering with each smack.&lt;br /&gt;SMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMACCCCK&lt;br /&gt;Kevin looked at her red butt and decided the warm up was over.&lt;br /&gt;"Go over to the wall and get the wood paddle." Kevin said.&lt;br /&gt;She started over and Kevin told her to pull of her shorts and panties. She did so and laid them on the couch. She walked over and pulled the paddle off the wall and went back to him handing it to him.&lt;br /&gt;He pulled her back over his knee and used the other to lock her legs in place to keep her from kicking to much and squirming off his lap.&lt;br /&gt;"Jen, I am really hurt and disappointed about the way you talked to me the other night and after those words you used you're lucky there's no bathroom out here or you would be getting your mouth washed out with soap, hopefully the paddling you're about to get will remind you to keep those words out of your mouth." He said raising the paddle.&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;"OOOOOOOOOOOoWWWWWWW." Jen yelped as the paddle scorched her cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;Kevin peppered her cheeks from top to bottom with hard swats.&lt;br /&gt;Jen yelped with each swat sure her butt was shooting flames from the feel of it.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorrrryyyyyyy." She cried as he began an assault on her sensitive lower cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;WHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHACK&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;"oooooooooooo plessssssssssssssssssssssssse stoppppppp." Jen begged as he popped away at her blazing red butt.&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;Jen started sobbing as he paddled away at her flaming cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin finished up with five swats to each cheek and dropped the paddle to the side. He rubbed her back as she lay there sobbing.&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes the sobs subsided a bit and Kevin helped her up and led her back to the corner.&lt;br /&gt;"Now you stand there for a few minutes and think about why you got this spanking little girl." He said,&lt;br /&gt;She stood there crying , her butt blazing, but she felt relief , happiness and safe and most of all loved and cherished. She had behaved like a little beast this week, but Kev still loved her forgave her.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin couldn't leave her there long and after three minutes swooped her up in his arms and carried her back to the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;He wrapped her in his strong arms and kissed her cheek.&lt;br /&gt;"I know its hard not having a lot of time together, Its hard on me too, but I do the best I can sweetie." He said hugging her tight.&lt;br /&gt;"I know Kev, I'm so sorry I acted the way I did and said the things I did, I love you so much." She said.&lt;br /&gt;"I love you too." He said kissing her gently.&lt;br /&gt;"Jen for the next week, after the little ones are in bed, I want you to come out here, you'll be getting a bedtime spanking as a little reminder ." He said tilting her head up to look in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes Kev." She said.&lt;br /&gt;"Kev you wont use the paddle will you." She asked wincing at the fire the thing lit on her bottom.&lt;br /&gt;"You'll get my hand and ten with the paddle for a week young lady." He said.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh." She said looking down.&lt;br /&gt;Ten wasn't so bad she thought, but when she felt the burning in her bottom she wasn't so sure.&lt;br /&gt;"Though they wont be as hard as they was today, and by the end of the week, maybe more like love taps." He said smiling at her worried face.&lt;br /&gt;Jen hugged him tight, wondering how she got so lucky to find this man.&lt;br /&gt;"Now what do you say we go challenge Jr on that new game of his, I'm pretty good if I do say so myself, think you can beat me?" He asked.&lt;br /&gt;Jen laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"I think Jr. Will wipe the floor of both of us." She said smiling.&lt;br /&gt;"Your probably right, now get those panties and shorts back on little miss." He said sitting back watching her.&lt;br /&gt;She pulled her clothes on wincing as hey slid over her red bottom.&lt;br /&gt;"Can I at least have a pillow to sit on?" She asked pouting.&lt;br /&gt;He pretended to mull it over thoughtfully.&lt;br /&gt;"Well now I guess that would be fine, but I expect you to show proper gratitude later on tonight." He said grinning.&lt;br /&gt;"Duly noted Sir." She said giving him a little salute.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin jumped up and hugged her tight.&lt;br /&gt;"By the way, I love what you've done with the building, I guess I'll call it the spanking room." She said giggling.&lt;br /&gt;"Spanking room is about right and It will be getting plenty of use I'm sure." He said as he led her out and locked the door.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108963300927683104?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108963300927683104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108963300927683104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108963300927683104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108963300927683104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-vacation-hasnt-gone-exactly-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108896369495378413</id><published>2004-07-04T13:49:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T18:11:11.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://sc.groups.msn.com/tn/C7/10/mypics9o9/1/1e.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been spanked and fucked so much in the last 18 hours it a wonder I can sit, Not complaining thiough, I needed it. The spanking with the belt was great and then four or 5 hand spankings. My butt is so sore I cnat hardly sit...it was yummy. Hubby took my ass to though thats not my favorite thing to do, it makes him hot as hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108896369495378413?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108896369495378413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108896369495378413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108896369495378413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108896369495378413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-have-been-spanked-and-fucked-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108774327371680026</id><published>2004-06-20T10:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T10:54:33.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a good time last night after i finally got the man woke up a nice long spanking and a blow job for him, a good one,LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108774327371680026?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108774327371680026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108774327371680026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108774327371680026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108774327371680026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/06/had-good-time-last-night-after-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108756852285269325</id><published>2004-06-18T10:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T10:22:02.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thoght I would post some pics of the good times, thats all he seems to care about and the good times are far and few between now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img73.photobucket.com/albums/v222/takersgurl/pop.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img73.photobucket.com/albums/v222/takersgurl/18.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img73.photobucket.com/albums/v222/takersgurl/needspanking.gif&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108756852285269325?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108756852285269325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108756852285269325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108756852285269325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108756852285269325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/06/thoght-i-would-post-some-pics-of-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108756342885312800</id><published>2004-06-18T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T08:57:08.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I havent wrote lately cause there is nothing to write to many kids, and he feels to bad to give me what I need and crave. He uses spanking to get what he wnats from me, its like I'll spank you, you fuck me. I give up, he is never going to be what I need, on the up side though I can live with cause I love him.&lt;br /&gt;But Im very frustarated with him and the whole situation. I need to be disiplined and he is not capable of that he holds me accuontable for nothing, he lets me get away with anything, he just not a top and I guess I have to accept that. The only relief I get is from the storys I write for the board, the girls ask me how I come up with such great storys, its easy, its the way I wish things were for me, its a damn shame I can write a better spanking than i can get,LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Him asking me if I want a few whacks before I go to sleep is not what Im looking for and then he acts like he is not into it, like im bothering him or something, then the other 90 percent of the time I have to beg for it, Im just to tired to try anymore, i give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108756342885312800?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108756342885312800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108756342885312800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108756342885312800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108756342885312800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-havent-wrote-lately-cause-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108436126794589270</id><published>2004-05-12T07:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T07:27:47.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a pretty good day monday, I wasnt feeling to good, after the week from hell at work, but Hubby gave me a nice long spanking with every impliment we have which was yummy and got me in the mood...had a very nice time, next week I wnnat to go all out and maybe have a rollplay. Anyway monday night he gave me a GG spanking before I went to bed,put me right to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108436126794589270?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108436126794589270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108436126794589270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108436126794589270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108436126794589270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-had-pretty-good-day-monday-i-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108389873601081438</id><published>2004-05-06T22:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T23:03:23.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hubby has been giving me the most wonderful spankings before he goes to work, i know he thinks im nuts but they do help me sleep. We are geting along so good now,, im so happy. I cant wait tiill saturday night,, he has promised me a nice long spanking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108389873601081438?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108389873601081438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108389873601081438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108389873601081438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108389873601081438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/05/hubby-has-been-giving-me-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108337995211068448</id><published>2004-04-30T22:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T22:56:50.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haveny poated for a while, mostly i been sick and havent been feeling well. Things been kinda nutty around here too. Me and Hubby had a real good time on my day off. He gave me a yummy spanking with a few diffrent impliments. I would have liked it harder but i wasnt feeling all that great and dint wnat  to push it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took me up the ass, which was unuaslly intense for me, I get so subby when he does this, I think he thinks there is something wrong with me, he always asks, its nothing wrong exactly, it just like being high or something, i get way out there almost in a drugged up state when he does that to me, not that it feels good or anything, it just sends me deep in sub space, i  get this submissive kinda high from it. We had the most incredible sex too, it lasted forever, it was great and i came so hard, it was just WOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108337995211068448?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108337995211068448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108337995211068448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108337995211068448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108337995211068448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-haveny-poated-for-while-mostly-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108254280683019633</id><published>2004-04-21T06:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T06:25:24.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heres some pics hubby took of our last play time. This week the kids were out of scholl so we havent really had any play time  yet, but hopefully next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/isapi/fetch.dll?action=MyPhotos_GetPubPhoto&amp;PhotoID=nFQAAAAcFdib5xekefy48I5QI4HjSBu1gzAOSXY6s1KpkNSxQSgIGow"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/isapi/fetch.dll?action=MyPhotos_GetPubPhoto&amp;PhotoID=nFQAAAAIFMSZat1PT2bpGTfE4wluYVsIqOKMUHoM8YpaJ7TLr3DECsA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108254280683019633?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108254280683019633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108254280683019633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108254280683019633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108254280683019633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/04/heres-some-pics-hubby-took-of-our-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108202838671864949</id><published>2004-04-15T07:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T07:30:24.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>with the boy out of school all week, the most we have had is quikie sex, which aint bad, but i need one of our all morning sex sessions, its not happeneing this week, not enough time, so hopefully next week.I need a good beating..Im getting nuts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108202838671864949?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108202838671864949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108202838671864949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108202838671864949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108202838671864949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/04/with-boy-out-of-school-all-week-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108168056599462398</id><published>2004-04-11T06:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T06:53:17.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well hubby spanked me for the whole smoking thing the other day, and rightfully so, The strong ciggerettes do make me cough all the time. This was no for fun spanking and it hurt like hell, but i need those, they make me feel safe and centered and protected, something I crave from him, and its so much better than fighting and yelling. I feel a peacefulness afterwards and the whole things forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108168056599462398?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108168056599462398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108168056599462398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108168056599462398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108168056599462398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/04/well-hubby-spanked-me-for-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108147022969539678</id><published>2004-04-08T18:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T20:27:38.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I guess what can I expect. Things always seem to be the same with Hubby. He gets made cause I start smoking full flavor ciggerretes again, what does he do he yells and screams and go in his room and slams the door, like a child. He is never going to be a top, ever. He should have spanked the hell out of me and told me I had to smoke the ultra lights and if he casught me with the strong ones again he was going to beat my ass. This is the kind of thing I hate I hate fighting, his taking charge without all the screaming and yelling would be wonderful, but i dont think he will ever do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108147022969539678?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108147022969539678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108147022969539678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108147022969539678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108147022969539678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/04/well-i-guess-what-can-i-expect.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108125125224833867</id><published>2004-04-06T07:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T07:39:48.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/isapi/fetch.dll?action=MyPhotos_GetPubPhoto&amp;PhotoID=nFQAAANEE9SNd5tHVi5UFluQL9Csx0MAtz6yNjDMoz6tLM2*!ewynyA"&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;We had a good day yesterday. Hubby fucked the hell out of me, in the pussy and the ass. He also spanked me good and hard. It was a fun time for both of us. we both came multipul times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108125125224833867?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108125125224833867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108125125224833867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108125125224833867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108125125224833867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108060331162330261</id><published>2004-03-29T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T18:38:46.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me and Hubby had a really good morning, the best we had in a long time. He spanked and fucked me for a long while this morning, even fucked my mouth and then made me get on my knees and suck him. It was really good. I enjoyed myself a lot and came really hard and he came twice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108060331162330261?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108060331162330261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108060331162330261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108060331162330261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108060331162330261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/me-and-hubby-had-really-good-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108056351433118843</id><published>2004-03-29T07:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T07:35:28.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This weekend went okay except for saturday night and hubby slept the night away which left me ill as usual, he did rouse hisself enough about three in the morning to give me a spanking, but I think he was just trying to keep me from bitching, he gave me another one yesterday when the boy went to play, but no sex, im beggiinging to wonder if he even has any intreast anymore, although the spanking  was quite nice and he switched up impliments and really toasted me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108056351433118843?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108056351433118843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108056351433118843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108056351433118843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108056351433118843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/this-weekend-went-okay-except-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108027181626692687</id><published>2004-03-25T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T22:33:45.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me and Hubby had a nice little quikie today, we both had a good hard cum and we havent in a couple of days so it was great. I hope Monday he lays it on me good, i need someserious domination and beating,LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108027181626692687?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108027181626692687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108027181626692687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108027181626692687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108027181626692687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/me-and-hubby-had-nice-little-quikie.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-1080127902414051</id><published>2004-03-24T06:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T06:35:09.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some times I don't thin the husband understands me at all. I went in last night and offered to service him, I wasn't horny myself just wanting to take care of him, he was like no I know your tired that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't know what That does to me, yea I'm tired and I don't expect him to use me everyone's, he wouldn't  anyway I know that. But It makes me feel so useless as his slave, his wife, his lover, like he doesn't want me. So much of how I feel is wrapped up in his dominace over me. &lt;br /&gt;I want him to use me a couple of nights  a week, it marks me as his, when he doesn't I feel so lost and disconnected from him.&lt;br /&gt;I want him to call me to his room  make me suck him or even if he not horny, lick his balls just cause he likes the way it feels. I want him to use my ass or pussy to get off with or my mouth, I want him to stand over me and jack off on my face or tits. When he doesn't show any interact in these things it makes me feel bad. I need him to establish his dominace over me at least a few times a week, other wise I end up feeling lonely and hurt.&lt;br /&gt;I really miss sleeping with him when he works. I love sleeping pressed up agaisnt him at night, I miss that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-1080127902414051?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/1080127902414051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=1080127902414051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/1080127902414051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/1080127902414051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/some-times-i-dont-thin-husband.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-108004048183032670</id><published>2004-03-23T06:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T06:18:07.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hubby gave me a pretty good ass poking yetserday. I was on my period, so sex was out. I blowed him good and he took my ass, Im sure he had a good time, now if I could get him to cuddle with me for a while afterwards instead of snoring, I would be a happy camper. I was hoping for a littl attention last night, but he was dead to the world, oh well I gueess thats the strory of my life sometimes around here, now its back to the hellhole job for another week of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-108004048183032670?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/108004048183032670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=108004048183032670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108004048183032670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/108004048183032670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/hubby-gave-me-pretty-good-ass-poking.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107965558730783832</id><published>2004-03-18T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T19:29:25.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got off early from work today..so It was a pretty good day.. Hubby gave me a nice OTK with his hand and the new paddle I got at craker barrel. Sometimes I dont think he gets the fact I just need the spanking and no sex, sort of calms me down when I'm uptight. I dont understand it myself, but it works, its relaxing and enjoyable for me.&lt;br /&gt;Then again sometimes I just need him to spank the hell out of me and let  me cry. Its very threputic for me. How does someone want something they know is going to hurt and make them cry, I dont get it either, but I crave it sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way heres a little hot fantasy for hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lying in bed at the point between sleep and wake. I was feeling all drowsy. Suddenly I felt a hand over my mouth. I struggle to get away but then I hear your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shh Baby girl, its me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up and see you, I want to jump all over you but your holding me down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remove your hand and give me a long slow kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now Baby, Im here to take care of you, I know what you want and Im going to give it to you. I got off work to take care of you. Now there are a few rules for tonight, No talking unless I ask you a question, you do everything I tell you to do, if not you will be punished severely, If you’re a good little slut tonight, I may let you come when im through with you, if not I may tie you up in the yard naked to spend the night, the point is your mine, you belong to me to do with as I want, you remember that." You say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while you tying me on my back to the bed spread eagle and with my hands over my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now Im going to climb up here and fuck your mouth, you will lie steal and not resist, if you do, I will spank you, Im going to spank you anyway but it will be longer and harder if you don’t do as I tell you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is spinning, Im so hot, this is what I been craving, true submission. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You climb over my face and shove your hard cock in my mouth and start to pump in and out. Your not gentle, you grip my hair and fuck my mouth hard. Your cock is being forced into my throat with each hard thrust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Relax and breathe through your nose, if you ruin this for me Im going to give you 30 straps with the tawse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly ease my breathing so I can accommodate you in my throat. I feel the end of your cock driving back into my throat and it makes me hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MMMMMMM I love the way your throat feels on my cock." you said and begin to squirt loads of cum down my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good slut." You mummer as you cum hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is turning me on so much, knowing I have no control over the situation have always dreamed of being at your mercy like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pull out your cock and order me to lick it clean which I do eagerly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Got a taste for cum , do ya Baby?" You ask laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You untie me from the bed and pull me across you lap roughly. You start spanking my ass hard with your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMACK SMACCCCCCCCCK SMACCCCCCCCK SMACCCCCCCCCCK SMACCCCCCCK SMACCCCCCCCCK SMACCCCCCCCCK SMACCCCCCCCCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stop after about 40 hard smacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That’s real good, you better not  resist me while im spanking you." You say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pull a small leather paddle from somewhere and rub my ass with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank me for spanking you." You demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you Master." I say knowing this is what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your most welcome slut, now im going to give you some more." You say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You start smacking my ass with the leather paddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCK SMAACCCCCCCCCCCCCCK SMAAAACCCCCCCCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ass is on fire, your not holding back at all and your really laying into my ass good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMMMMMMACCCCCCCCCCCCK SMMMMMMMAAAAACCCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant stop myself from yelping a little at each strike, it hurts so bad but im so hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me 50 and then stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you Master I say through my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You’re a fast learner." You say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On your hands and knees slut." You say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get on all fours and you get behind me and shove your cock in my pussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OHHHHHHHHHHHHH." I scream out in pleasure as you fuck the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You better not cum." You say as you slam into my pussy over and over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use every bit of self control I have not to cum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel your cum splashing in my pussy and I groan I need to cum so bad.. You pull out of me and get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now Im going to set this timer for 15 minutes, Im going to use this Tawse on you till the bell rings, im sure its going to be the longest 15 minutes of your life." You say. You stand me up and make me bend over the dresser and hold to the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im not going to tie you, I expect you to do a certain amount of crying and wiggling, but if you get up or move yor hands in my way, I will add two more minutes for each time you do." You say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spread your legs." You say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel something cold touch my clit and gasp as I feel a stinging pain. The pain seems to dull a little after a moment but its still there throbbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have put a clit clamp on you to heighten your pleasure." You say. I feel you greasing my ass up and just as suddenly you shove your cock in my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fuck my ass hard and fast, the clit clamp is doing its job, Im so horny I have pussy juice running down my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your grunting like a wild animal as you use my ass for your pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whose ass is this?" You ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yours Master." I say as you fuck my tight hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You grunt one last time and fill my ass with cum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you Master for using my ass." I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Such a good little cum slut." You say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as suddenly I feel the tawse cut across my ass. I try to breathe through the burning pain. You hit me hard and steady letting each stroke burn my ass before you give me another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHACCCCCCCCCCCCCCK WHACCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK WHACCCCCCCCCK WHACCCCCCCCCK WHACCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK WHACCCCCCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ass is burning, it hurts so bad. I start to cry from the pain, I don’t think I can take anymore but then I have to I don’t have any choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHACCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK WHACCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK WHACCCCCCCCCCCCCCK WHACCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep praying for the timer to go off. It hurts so bad, Im sobbing in despair. I want to beg you to stop, but I cant. My ass hurts so bad my legs are kicking some I cant help it but I don’t move from my position. On and on you stripe me with the tawse. I want you to stop, yet I don’t, I never been taken this far before beyond my limits, I feel like im floating on the pain, I start to raise my ass for each stroke wanting more and more. As if in a fog I hear the timer go off. Im not even aware that you have stopped for a full minute. I feel your hand rubbing my back and slowly I come back to you. For a second it is just you and me not Master and slut anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im so proud of you." You whisper in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pull the clamp off my clit and the blood rushes back and the pain is intense. You leave the room and tell me to kneel on the floor with my ass in the air. I do and wait as I hear you taking a shower. After a few minutes I hear you call me. I crawl into the bathroom and stop at your feet. I lay my head on your foot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your going to make a very good slave for me." You say rubbing my head. You have a bath run and lift me in the tub. You make me get on all fours and wash me pinching an pulling my nipples, sticking your fingers in my pussy and ass while you wash me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My own nasty little slut, you enjoy all this don’t you?" You ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes Master." I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put a towel on the floor and make me get on it on all fours. You dry me off like that. I cry out when you dry my ass which is sore as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright slut follow me back to the bedroom. I crawl after you. Im so horny now my pussy is drenched. You climb on the bed and lay back I kneel on the floor waiting for you to tell me what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Get on the bed on all fours you say. I do as you say and I hear you behind me. You lube my ass gain and slide in a big butt plug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I bet you want to cum real bad." You say laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lay back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I cant come again anytime soon slut, but you may lick my balls it feels good it will help me relax." You say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scrabble down eager to comply wanting more than anything to please you. I start lapping at your balls licking and sucking them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you moan and say how good it feels. I lick faster and harder and I think your as surprised as I am when cum starts spurting out of your cock all over my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well damn, that’s the first time that’s happened." You say smiling.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Slut since you did such a good job, Im going to give you 3 minutes to try to cum , the only thing is well, you are only allowed to hump my leg to cum." You say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t even blink an eye before I staddle you leg and start rubbing my pussy up and down, im so horny right now I would do anything to cum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Want to cum real bad don’t ya nasty girl?" you say making me even hotter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im trying my damndest to cum, but I cant get enough friction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Three minutes are up, to bad." You say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to cry in frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get up and get your belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stack some pillows on the bed and order me to lay over them. My ass is raised high for you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You raise the belt and start spanking me on my already sore ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yelp now with each stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRACCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK CRACCCCCCCCCCCCK CRACCCCCCCCCCCK CRACCCCCCCCCCCCK CRACCCCCCCCK CRACCCCCK CRACCCCCCCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moan and sob on the bed as your stripe my ass with the belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how long you spank me it seems to go on forever. Finally I hear the belt drop. You lift my hips and plunge your cock in my wet pussy, long hard strokes. I moan and beg wanting to cum so bad. Your slamming into me over and over your cock stretching my pussy wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cum slave cum for your master." You say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sent over the edge at your words and cum harder then I think I ver have in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scream Master over and over as you fuck me. You make me cum two more times before we both collapse on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pull me in your arms and kiss me. You wipe away the tears the still run down my cheeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Was that what my Baby wanted and needed." You ask holding me close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes Baby, thank you that was exactly what I been needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sleep little one." You say and I realize that for the first time in months I feel truly at peace and ready to sleep peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will you be here when I wake." I ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes." You say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snuggle in your arms and smile as I slip off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107965558730783832?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107965558730783832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107965558730783832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107965558730783832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107965558730783832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-got-off-early-from-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107949480465669452</id><published>2004-03-16T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T22:43:21.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://groups.msn.com/people?pgmarket=en-us"&gt;MSN People and Chat - More Useful Everyday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a busy day at work, just glad it's over. I'm off tommorow and i cnat wait. Its my day tommorow. Hubby is off too, he promised I can have whatever I wnat. Hmm a nice long massage a couple of gg spankings with lots of rubbing and of course soem hot sex...sounds good to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107949480465669452?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107949480465669452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107949480465669452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107949480465669452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107949480465669452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/msn-people-and-chat-more-useful.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107937937422467094</id><published>2004-03-15T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T14:39:29.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/isapi/fetch.dll?action=MyPhotos_GetPubPhoto&amp;PhotoID=nFQAAAF0E7R0qpeVghuDiU3EkfasC60dHYiS1hhz1HpfwdhYj7DAvsw"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a photo from me and hubbys session today, it was yummy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107937937422467094?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107937937422467094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107937937422467094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107937937422467094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107937937422467094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107926121769242002</id><published>2004-03-14T05:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T05:50:10.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sea2fd.sea2.hotmail.msn.com/cgi-bin/hmhome?curmbox=F000000001&amp;a=be1a38e1dee81b53d9b0de0ecd991773&amp;fti=yes"&gt;MSN Hotmail - Today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see I basicically watched Hubby snore all night. We were supposed to have this great night togather, ya know cuddle up togather, watch TV, good girl spanking, a little lovemaking, kisssing, cuddling, yea right, the ass jumped in bed and feel asleep and then has the nerve to jump on me for being upset and  crying and told me to quit fucking with him. I feel like I have to force everylittle thing I wnat out of him. I mean what if it was Monday, basically his fuck day to do what he wnats to me and I yawned in his face and told him I was going o sleep to qit fucking with me, he would have a cow, thats what.&lt;br /&gt;Then he turns it around to  make it my fault, like Im to demanding, yea right, I dont ask him for none of his time, he's the one who is always asking me to come in there during the week and suck him or fuck him. I had a horrible week at work and I just wnated to be cudled and loved and pampered last night but i guess that was to much to ask. He is throwing our marriage away and he dont even see it. I guess its the way it always was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107926121769242002?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107926121769242002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107926121769242002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107926121769242002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107926121769242002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/msn-hotmail-today-lets-see-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107917608041567765</id><published>2004-03-13T06:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T06:11:12.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hubby gave me a nice big cum last night..it was goood as usual. I think Monday he's going to take some pics for me to post here..Im sure he's going to do lots of things to me,LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107917608041567765?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107917608041567765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107917608041567765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107917608041567765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107917608041567765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/hubby-gave-me-nice-big-cum-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107892276439562062</id><published>2004-03-10T07:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T07:49:12.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hubby got back Monday afternoon, of course he used me Monday night. He fucked me good. I wasnt hot, most likely because I masterbated all weekend while he was gone, I cant say how many times, but it was a lot. He made me service him again last night, I dont mind really even though I m not always into it, although Hubby did let me cum last night and it was pretty darn good.As soon as this head cold is gone, I m going to suck Hubby's cock real good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107892276439562062?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107892276439562062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107892276439562062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107892276439562062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107892276439562062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/hubby-got-back-monday-afternoon-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107866069001968581</id><published>2004-03-07T06:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T07:01:13.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hubby went away for the weekend..I sure do miss him. Its to quite here. I used my vibrator twice this morning thinking about him spanking me and using me. I miss him so bad..I want to fuck so bad. I'm going to miss our special Monday together with him being gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107866069001968581?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107866069001968581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107866069001968581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107866069001968581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107866069001968581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/hubby-went-away-for-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107848946493355492</id><published>2004-03-05T07:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T07:27:26.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay Im making a list of things that put me in my subspace faster than anything. Anyway here's #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he were to order me in the bedroom, Pull down my pants and bend me over the bed and fuck my pussy then make me get on my knees and catch his cum in my mouth. This can be hard because he dont really do spontainious, but it would be great, I told him once I wanted him to do this but he never did. This kind of thing really puts me in my place as to his ownership, I wnat him to use me for his pleasure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107848946493355492?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107848946493355492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107848946493355492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107848946493355492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107848946493355492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/okay-im-making-list-of-things-that-put.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107848859010562866</id><published>2004-03-05T06:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T07:12:51.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I was talking to Chatty this morning about this whole submission thing. It confuses me sometimes and I just don't get it sometimes, sometimes I want to be submissive and sometimes I don't, so it just leaves me feeling confused. She said she was going through pretty much the same thing so I guess its not just me. I'm going to try posting in my blog more about these feelings as she said it would help sort out your feelings sometimes if you can go back over what you were thinking at the time and make some sense of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107848859010562866?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107848859010562866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107848859010562866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107848859010562866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107848859010562866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/okay-i-was-talking-to-chatty-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107848647396367464</id><published>2004-03-05T06:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T06:37:35.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really wish my mood would improve, it seems like this craving to smoke gets worse at night. I just wish it would be over I'm sick of feeling like shit.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't felt very submissive lately or felt very anything, I guess all my focus is on quiting smoking, I really dont even have the energy to think about sex right now, although a good beating would probably go a long way with me right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107848647396367464?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107848647396367464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107848647396367464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107848647396367464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107848647396367464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-really-wish-my-mood-would-improve-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107837339527488750</id><published>2004-03-03T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T23:12:54.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So what am I doing up writing this instead of sleeping. I should be washing the dishes in the sink, I been so ill cause of the trying to not smoke thing. I know you think I'm weak and maybe I am. Maybe you should just beat the bad mood out of me, although I wish you would just hold me instead. I feel so  shaky, I'm trying so hard but you dont seem to see. I need you to be there for me and to help me. I know I'm being a bitch I cnat help it, my nerves are so shot the last few days. Im sorry I'm being this way..I love you..I'm just so Nervous and cranky. I hope this passes soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107837339527488750?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107837339527488750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107837339527488750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107837339527488750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107837339527488750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-what-am-i-doing-up-writing-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107820167206651159</id><published>2004-03-01T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T23:30:48.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/isapi/fetch.dll?action=MyPhotos_GetPubPhoto&amp;PhotoID=nGAAAAM0GpDzUNok3XpYsPa7qoPqBlIopdxR3!a7!5NCLc7ii7I*RHAAAAAAAAAAA"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see Hubby  really tore my ass up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107820167206651159?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107820167206651159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107820167206651159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107820167206651159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107820167206651159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/blog-post_01.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107820128529770653</id><published>2004-03-01T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T23:24:45.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning was real intense for me. Hubby used all the implements on me 10 times each and had me crying long before he was done. He made me suck his cock and then he fucked me and fucked my ass. The thing waas it hurt this time, It made me cry but not just because it hurt. I cant explain it, he was on me poudning the hell out of my ass and I was overcome with emotions and I just start bawling, I don't know how else to explain it. I'm still really sore from this morning, I'm going to have to lay off the anal sex for a while. It was good, but there was a lot of emotional stuff going on with me this morning as it was different than the usual session with him, for one thing I was completely submissive with him, usually I do what he says but still am holding back from him in a way, this morning My submission was there in full force, I was his in my head no question about it. it was scary fro me in a way I guess that's why I was so emotional... I get that way when I feel like I am his completely. I don't feel that way all the time, but when I get deep into my subspace it happens sometimes. I don't think I been there that deep before, everything he says to me just sent me to tears wanting to please him and be his good girl, I felt as if I was nothing but his slut, his cum hole to use this morning. Most of the time I'm still me when I'm sceneing with him, but this morning it was different I lost all of me and was nothing but his slut, Laura didn't exist anymore, that was real scary but it was also very much a turn on. It scares me when something hurts but at the same time feels so good because I feel like my instict to protect myself goes out the window. I mean he asked me why I didn't tell him the anal sex was hurting, He doesn't understand and that I couldn't tell him, at the time, I was his slut , his bitch, his cum catcher, I had no purpose other than to service him, so it didn't matter that it hurt..Now I'm think why didn't I kick him in the nuts,LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But at the time, I didn't care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107820128529770653?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107820128529770653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107820128529770653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107820128529770653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107820128529770653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/this-morning-was-real-intense-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107815964680903461</id><published>2004-03-01T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T11:50:29.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/isapi/fetch.dll?action=MyPhotos_GetPubPhoto&amp;PhotoID=nFQAAAO4D5Bi!JeKVKpO!WwNKmEIAog!xwKAoJ*VxaO4G7kTAUTw1iQ"&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/isapi/fetch.dll?action=MyPhotos_GetPubPhoto&amp;PhotoID=nFQAAAOoDrBh!aRRReA4DuEXfk!nXIX*Q1RVzOJcaaJfbH5z!Pi74IA"&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/isapi/fetch.dll?action=MyPhotos_GetPubPhoto&amp;PhotoID=nFQAAAOMDTRghunsD1KLvPhr3hWCkw9V4vSA11g!rZlJzoiklY1LdWA"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics Master took after an intense session this morning. I was ordered to post this pics for his pleasure. I will post lster on today about what happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107815964680903461?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107815964680903461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107815964680903461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107815964680903461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107815964680903461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/blog-post_107815964680903461.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107813786276683680</id><published>2004-03-01T05:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T05:47:18.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I'm quitting smoking and I feel like ripping the wings off flys, really I'm ill as a rattle snake, this shit is hard, harder than I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;Me and hubby are supposed to have a big scene today, and thats fine with me, just hope he understands that I'm not totally into anything to day, just trying to keep my mind off smoking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107813786276683680?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107813786276683680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107813786276683680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107813786276683680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107813786276683680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/03/well-im-quitting-smoking-and-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107794226857976601</id><published>2004-02-27T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T23:27:21.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im sitting here with sticky thighs, I just came calling hubbys name even though he is at work, I went in before he left and I sucked his cock and he fucked my mouth. I love it when he shoves his cock all the way in back to my throat and holds it there. He spanked me till my ass was red before he left and it was to much, I tried to go to sleep but I was thinking about him using me Monday and I had to cum, only took a minute or less..now I  think I can sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107794226857976601?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107794226857976601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107794226857976601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107794226857976601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107794226857976601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/im-sitting-here-with-sticky-thighs-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107793477564537507</id><published>2004-02-27T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T21:22:28.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know Hubby doesn't understand me, sometimes I don't understand myself. I have these wants and desires and I resist them sometimes, I want them yet I don't. I feel like if I let my self fall into the kind of submission I want, he wont respect me and will use me and take advantage, I guess I still have some trust issues with him. &lt;br /&gt;I have this ongoing fantasy, I want him to tell me I have been a smart mouth and disrespectful all week(Which believe me most weeks I have been I have a terrible temper.) &lt;br /&gt;I want him to tell me I'm going to spend all evening naked and on my knees to remind me who's in charge. I'm not allowed to speak or do anything other than to kneel at his feet while he does whatever he does, watch TV or whatever. &lt;br /&gt;Then he will open his arms and take me in his lap and hold me making the world go away, nothing exists but me and my master. More than anything I want to suck his cock to please him. He seems to know this and puts me on my knees in front of him He puts his hands on my head and pushes me down to suck his cock. I wonder if he realizes how much I love to do this now. It makes me so happy to suck his cock. I love making him cum, I feel like a good girl when I please him. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway I suck him till he shoots in my mouth and I swallow his cum. I love to do that too, I want his every drop of cum its my job to take his cum in all my holes and I love doing it. &lt;br /&gt;He rubs my head after he cums, I love when he does that. He sends me for the tawse on my hands and knees,. No walking for his slave this night. He makes me lean over the arm of the couch with my legs spread so he can see all my goodies and then punishes me with The tawse till My ass is red and on fire. Then he fucks my pussy and cums in me, making me stay over the couch arm. I feel his cumm running out of me and master catches it with his fingers and feeds it to me. Wow this fantasy really makes me hot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107793477564537507?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107793477564537507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107793477564537507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107793477564537507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107793477564537507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-know-hubby-doesnt-understand-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107788655391060410</id><published>2004-02-27T07:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T07:58:45.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I been thinking a lot about this thing I crave..The spanking and submission. I don't know why my brain works the way it does it just does, I could make myself crazy trying to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;when hubby spanked me last nite it was really hard and it hurt bad and when he shoved his cock in my pussy I wasn't ready and it hurt, not the kind of damaging hurt just painful and I loved it, I fed off of it..it made me feel like his whore his slut and I loved it..Weird huh..I know I think so too...When I masturbate I'm always thinking about him dominating me..Using me and its a real hot fantasy for me. &lt;br /&gt;I've made some new rules for myself since hubby wont, he should have already,  but he hasn't.&lt;br /&gt;From now on when I get myself off...I will post it here. It is my master's pussy and he has the right to know when I come. We both think it's cool to get your self off  nothing wrong with it, But He has the right to know when I do, since it's his pussy. So every time I cum, master will know.&lt;br /&gt;No more fighting or screaming, we discuss end of story, he has to do his part on this too and listen to me when I'm upset so I don't lose my temper. But really the best way  to sooth my bad temper is tospank my ass.&lt;br /&gt;When Master tells me to do something he must enforce it otherwise I think he's a joke&lt;br /&gt;Master must punish me when I curse at him in anger otherwise there's no respect there in the same tone he must not curse at me either.&lt;br /&gt;Mater needs to punish me when I don't do my part around the  house..This is a hard one I'm tired a lot, but it wont kill me to do the dishes everynight..I have been doing better at this.&lt;br /&gt;I will not always to submit peacefully to masters punishments its not in my nature, so he must force me to.&lt;br /&gt;He must never use sex to punish me, sex is a beautiful thing between us now, that would make me angry and resent him. I turn My submission over to him freely, you cant force someone to be submissive, however, I expect him to cherish me, love me and take care of me, put me first before anything. I will post more tonight, I have to get ready for work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107788655391060410?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107788655391060410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107788655391060410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107788655391060410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107788655391060410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-been-thinking-lot-about-this-thing-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107784728273203356</id><published>2004-02-26T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T04:48:35.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had another really busy day at work, I'm so tired my whole body hurts. Hubby fixed a good supper. &lt;br /&gt;we're supposed to get 7 to ten inches of snow..yuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby told me to come to his room after my bath. The boy went to spend the night with his sister so we had an evening free. I didn't really want to but he didn't really give me a choice. He spanked me so hard my ass is still burning. I needed it though, sometimes I get kinda crazy when I haven't been made to submit to him and its been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/isapi/fetch.dll?action=MyPhotos_GetPubPhoto&amp;PhotoID=nFQAAAL0EoyK9x5nAvd0SDzO9MDdSg7DNNoHIJwafrtbtOYbIFNRfIQ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the pic for master. He kept on spanking me till I thought I would cry but I controlled  myself because I knew this was what I needed. He told me to get on all fours and stick his ass in the air so he could fuck his pussy. He fucked me really hard and kept spanking me while he fucked me. I was really flying in my subspace by then. He  then let me ride him till I came and I came real hard. It was good. Then he climbed on top and fucked me hard till he came.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107784728273203356?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107784728273203356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107784728273203356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107784728273203356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107784728273203356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/had-another-really-busy-day-at-work-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107772199938266969</id><published>2004-02-25T10:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T10:16:08.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hubby gave me a good spanking with his hand and the Tawse this morning, no reason, I just needed one. I sucked him till he came and then He got me off it was real nice, expect now I got to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;Hubby took a pic for me to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/isapi/fetch.dll?action=MyPhotos_GetPubPhoto&amp;PhotoID=nGAAAAHAGKzdvcI4CyR8HpIjWIIEz9TDQGeNOocJ7cZI2QdLTf5POjgAAAAAAAAAA"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107772199938266969?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107772199938266969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107772199938266969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107772199938266969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107772199938266969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/hubby-gave-me-good-spanking-with-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107761202700430309</id><published>2004-02-24T03:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T03:43:14.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was pretty good. My granddaughter had spent the night, we had a good time just playing a and watching movies. It was nice. Hubby was off we took the baby home about 11 and we went shopping. When we got back we started supper and then hubby took me to the bedroom and gave me a dose of the wooden spoon and made me get on my knees and suck him off. It was nice scene and made me find my subspace rather quickly. Sometimes I get like that, I get into being his and wanting to please him, even if I know I wont be getting to cum,its not about that, just like serving his needs. I took a nap and after supper that evening went out for coffee with M. We had a good time, we rare get to see each other anymore. We both work weird hours. Anyway it was nice to get out a while. Oh My Tawse came in the mail. I was right, its going to be one of my fav toys. Hubby tested it out on me last night and it was just great, stingy and just yummy. I got him off or helped him get his self off,LOL. Then he tortured my nipples for a while and let me cum. It was pretty cool, but then cumming always is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107761202700430309?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107761202700430309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107761202700430309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107761202700430309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107761202700430309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/yesterday-was-pretty-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107754368041551450</id><published>2004-02-23T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T08:44:06.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hell I'm off today, lot of good it does me. The man acts like I'm not worth spending time with if I'm on my period. I mean there's other things we could do but he acts not interested. It hurts my feelings when he gets like this. I have these needs deep in me and sometimes he just lets them pass with no notice. Its not worth the fight to try to talk to him, he just gets mad and says I'm to demanding or whatever. I don't know what to do sometimes. I think he's not into this as mush as me and he just don't want to do the things I need. He don't understand me sometimes. I'm glad I got my spanking friends to talk to at least there some people that feel like I do and understand me. I was looking forward to doing some stuff with him today but he just aint interested , oh well, I guess Ill just have to find other things to do, maybe write today, we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107754368041551450?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107754368041551450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107754368041551450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107754368041551450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107754368041551450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/hell-im-off-today-lot-of-good-it-does.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107737810099706122</id><published>2004-02-21T10:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T10:44:24.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I started My period today and I feel yuck. I have to close tonight at work even bigger yuck. But at least I had a nice time last night. Hubby gave me a real nice long sexy spanking and we got each other off it was real nice, just what I needed. I cant wait to Monday I'm off from work and I need it real bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107737810099706122?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107737810099706122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107737810099706122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107737810099706122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107737810099706122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-started-my-period-today-and-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107723984969420707</id><published>2004-02-19T20:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T20:20:11.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was long and tiring. I had to work with the two idiots at work, thank God p and C are back tomorrow. At least ill have some help. My Daughter left on her trip to Mardi Gras. I hope she is careful. I worry about her going all the way down there with just a bunch of girls, but she's stubborn. Ill worry the whole time she's gone.&lt;br /&gt;Hubby fixed a good dinner, but I ate to much and now I feel like a bloated tic,LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I ordered my Tawse, I hope it gets here by Monday, I'm off Monday and I want to try it out. Boy is that going to be fun. I think Hubby has some plans, he is going to use me I think,LOL. &lt;br /&gt;I'm in the mood for some good hot sex, and I cant wait to see what he has cooked up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107723984969420707?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107723984969420707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107723984969420707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107723984969420707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107723984969420707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/today-was-long-and-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107718724715574175</id><published>2004-02-19T05:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T05:43:27.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work was hell yesterday and probably will be again to day. I'm still sick and feel like shit and I'm ill cause I had to get up early.&lt;br /&gt;I came in last night and helped the man fix dinner. I watched a little TV so the boy could have the computer till he went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;I went in to Hubby to take care of his cock before he went to work, he wanted more last night and made me climb on him, he pushed my clothes out of the way and fucked me like that with me sitting on top of him. I was really to tired to enjoy any of it. I went to bed as soon as he left and passed out for the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107718724715574175?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107718724715574175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107718724715574175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107718724715574175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107718724715574175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/work-was-hell-yesterday-and-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107707356267305070</id><published>2004-02-17T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T22:08:41.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well went to work this morning all depressed and go to thinking about Hubby. I called him and he said he was sorry and I told him I was too. I hate fighting with him. I guess we both got a little out of control this morning. I went in before he went to work and got him hard and sucked him off. It was nice, I wasn't hot but I wanted to make him feel good. I think maybe Monday were both off I'm probably going to fuck his brains out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107707356267305070?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107707356267305070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107707356267305070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107707356267305070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107707356267305070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/well-went-to-work-this-morning-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107701883284282241</id><published>2004-02-17T06:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T07:00:11.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/ky3/dreamlovers11/HoldMe.html"&gt;holdme&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107701883284282241?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107701883284282241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107701883284282241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107701883284282241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107701883284282241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/holdme.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107701589991540621</id><published>2004-02-17T05:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T06:13:57.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I guess it was bound to happen. We had a huge fight at 5:30 in the morning no less. I was so tired and sick too, I mean I work at a physically demanding job, so when I come home I'm tired. I didn't feel like doing anything last night, after my little bedtime spanking I passed out which pissed him off, now when he's pissed he don't say anything, he just pouts and treats you like shit. So I wake up this morning and I can tell he's pouting and I try to talk to him and he throws out that I demand his undivided attention 24/7 which is the biggest lie in the world. I stay on my computer away from him, he's the one that is over my shoulder every 5 minutes and he wont go no where. I'm a loner, I like being by myself. I try to get him to go somewhere and he wont he stays right up my ass. If I leave the room to go pee at night he's up asking where I'm going, he has no life but me, so when he says some shit like that I lose it. He picks up this wood back scratcher and hits my leg as hard as he can, now to me this is abuse its not consensual and on his part it was a big mistake, I lose it and through my mountain dew all over him and he throws something and hits me in the chest. Right now I'm just done with him for a while, I'm angry that he has no control and acts like a pouty child instead of talking about stuff and when he's mad he says stuff meant to hurt me, he does it on purpose. I'm tired of that baby shit he does. This right here is how our marriage was for twenty years, when he goes back to that shit it makes me want to throw in the towel. I think the best thing is me to separate my self from him for a while and spend less time together, if he thinks I'm in his face to much then Ill just stop doing all the things I do for him, I was under the impression he enjoyed when I came in and laid with him, or called him in when I was taking a bath, or setting in his lap while he watched the news, it hurts when someone throws all that back in your face like I was bugging him by demanding his time. I try so hard to be what he wants and with a few words he manages to hurt me, I hate him sometimes when he does this. Its like he don't want things to be good. Sometimes I think he just acts like he loves me cause he like the good sex we have now, if I could really prove that was the case I would be out of here like a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/isapi/fetch.dll?action=MyPhotos_GetPubPhoto&amp;PhotoID=nHgAAAM0IqmltGAYX!6jqZKkK7csTd7mNcjuVur6ZkLjOHWH8fQHylYV3G4W8dnH9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/isapi/fetch.dll?action=MyPhotos_GetPubPhoto&amp;PhotoID=nHgAAAKEJvX7cw0igBAprLKgMwIktC1pGNXXhij0dtZ52t9bMBKUOVCLBXHv!qOX0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107701589991540621?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107701589991540621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107701589991540621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107701589991540621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107701589991540621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/well-i-guess-it-was-bound-to-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107693026324175544</id><published>2004-02-16T06:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T06:20:41.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Have to go back to work today....YUCK.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was good even if I am sick, sure wish I would start feeling better. The boy tried to teach me to play Magic The Gathering yesterday and he finally gave up,LOL. I'm hopeless at stuff like that, so we watched Billy Jack, yea that old movie, but hell its a classic. I think he got bored with it. So I did a little writing I'm working on and took my bath. Hubby came in and washed my back and well my ass and pussy, he got me to laughing as he did it. I'm glad we don't take all this so seriously sometimes. He had me get on my knees and told me he had to make sure my ass and pussy was clean and he just had me laughing. He went on to bed, he had to work last night. The boy went to spend the night with a friend about 8 so hubby got up and gave me a nice spanking. I gave him a hand job and left it at that, I wasn't in the mood to cum, but if he had pushed it I would have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107693026324175544?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107693026324175544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107693026324175544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107693026324175544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107693026324175544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/well-have-to-go-back-to-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107686247549025523</id><published>2004-02-15T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T11:30:30.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me and the Hubby had a lovely morning although it got started a little slow. I got up early and get on the computer to read. I been sick lately and I have to have a while in the morning to feel half way decent. So when I go back in I play with his cock till it gets hard. I can see he wants to fuck so I get on all fours and lower my head, presenting  his pussy for him to use. This always turns him on, and he mounts me and rides hard for about 20 minutes. It felt really good. Then he came. So then I'm laying on my stomach and he comes behind me to sit and he fingers my pussy.Then he lubed up his finger and probed my ass and pussy at the same time, I was in heaven. After a while of that I got my vibrator and finished off while he nibbled at my nipples. Yummy is all I can say. We went and took the boy out to breakfast this morning and did a little shopping. These three days off have been great but its back to the hell hole tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107686247549025523?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107686247549025523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107686247549025523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107686247549025523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107686247549025523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/me-and-hubby-had-lovely-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107684046562887416</id><published>2004-02-15T05:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T05:23:40.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A story for the Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting on a show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when he thought he was used to her ways, she would surprise him again. She was a mix of woman and child. She could hot and passionate one minute and blow his mind with earth shattering sex and the next insist on stopping at the park so she could swing. Just last summer she had insisted on a tire swing in the back yard, supposedly for the grand kids, but she was on it as much as they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when he felt something wet hitting him, he looked up to see not a cloud in the sky, but his bratty girl sitting in the top of the tree with a water gun laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ha, I got you." She said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Brat get out of that tree before you break your neck." He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I been climbing tress for ever, Im not going to fall." She said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided to play along, since she was in one of her naughty moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im going to count to 5 and you better be out of that tree and on the ground, or im going to bare your butt right here in the yard and spank you good." He said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See could see the humor in his eyes he wasn’t mad, she grinned at him and started down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course she took her time and didn,t make it before he got to 5 in fact it was closer to 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked over to him and grinned up at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I guess im in big trouble." She said,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yep little girl, lots of trouble he said taking her arm and leading her over to the deck. He stood her in front of him and took a seat in one of the chairs. They had privacy bushes but still there were a few gaps. They had done this before and neither was that worried about anyone seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He undid the claps on her over alls and let them drop and tugged her panties down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think The old guy next door is doing yard work." She said giggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well he’s going to hear a naughty girl getting her bottom well spanked." He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laughed and fell across his knee balancing on her hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rubbed her as for a minute and then started to spank, hard firm spanks that were loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They heard a clatter in the yard next door and she started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just shook his head she could be something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spanked on harder and harder till he truly had her squirming over his lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the little imp played it up for the benefit of the neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oooo Im sorry Sir, it hurts so bad, please stop, Ill be good." She pleaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiled at her antics, what a ham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You will be a sorry girl when I get through spanking your naughty ass." he said playing along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spanked harder drawing some real owws from her, he loved it when she started wiggling all over his hard cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was silence from next door, the old man must be listening intently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owww." That hurts She said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spanked on till her bottom and thighs were red. Then he set her up. She was rubbing her butt trying to help with the sting. She sure looked cute as hell with her clothes around her ankles rubbing away at her butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im sorryyy." She said contritely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We’ll be going in the house now, and you can show me how sorry you are." He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She giggled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes Sir." She said. He followed behind her laughing as she tired to walk with her clothes around her ankles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To heck with it." She said and stopped and pulled them off. They got as far as the kitchen and he pushed her over the counter and freed his cock and begin fucking her wet pussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ooooooooooooooooooo." She moaned as he pumped in her hot pussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mmmmmm My hot little girl." He said as he fucked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Harder Sir." She begged. He laughed the kitchen window was open, the old man was getting an earful yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ill teach you to be disrespectful, Im going to give you a hard fucking young lady." he said holding her hips as he plowed into her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im sorrry , please fuck me hard Sir.:" She begged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im going to and when I get through, your going to suck my cock." He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ohhh yes Sir, I love that." She said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pumped into her twice more and came as she was screaming out his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mmmmm yea little girl." He moaned as he drained his cock in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulled out and she fell to her knees and rubbed his cock between her hands and started licking it. She swirled her tongue around the head and sucked on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That’s right brat, suck my cock real good." He said grabbing her hair and pulling her against his cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She moaned in response and sucked harder swallowing his whole cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yea baby." he moaned as he shot another load in her mouth. She licked and sucked till she had every drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked up at him and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulled her up and kissed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What a welcome home from work." he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Think the old man is alright?" She asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yea probably just jealous as hell." He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lets go shower." he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, I got dinner warming in the oven." She said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Umm will you push me on the swing after dinner?" She asked giving him a big smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulled her close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course." he said grinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But no more climbing tress." he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm what? Oh yea, yes Sir, I wont do that no more." She said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you thinking about?" He asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Umm I was thinking about which tree Im going to climb." She said laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Looks like the old man is going to get another show." he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That’s for sure." she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiled, Life was certainly was interesting with her around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/isapi/fetch.dll?action=MyPhotos_GetPubPhoto&amp;PhotoID=nHgAAAFUIKl8lQQ*w4W2Z!SniZF6d9oErmWAE*kyKkaC!mSwyls28yg14sLSGU1Xx"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107684046562887416?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107684046562887416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107684046562887416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107684046562887416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107684046562887416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/story-for-man-putting-on-show-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107677855211674357</id><published>2004-02-14T12:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T12:13:40.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.slaveregister.com/119310"&gt;Slaveregister&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise Hubby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107677855211674357?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107677855211674357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107677855211674357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107677855211674357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107677855211674357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/slaveregister-surprise-hubby.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107673342647375152</id><published>2004-02-13T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T23:39:39.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's day Hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/isapi/fetch.dll?action=MyPhotos_GetPubPhoto&amp;PhotoID=nFQBpADUESxzezI3P6nK7g6oTZRXyYkkc5lVJgqjzyVZk7h5O4sUTAg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107673342647375152?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107673342647375152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107673342647375152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107673342647375152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107673342647375152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/happy-valentines-day-hubby.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107670407144276007</id><published>2004-02-13T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T15:34:55.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey the day turned out great. Me and the hubby had a very good morning. He bent me over his knee and gave me a very nice handspanking, not to hard just stingy just what I was in the mood for. Then he made me suck his cock, I enjoyed that very much to. He got the belt and strapped me for about 15 minutes and spanked my pussy. Needless to say I was a very hot girl. He made me lay on my side with my ass poking out and we had anal sex. Now I don't know what there is about this, but it makes me feel so submissive to him. I mean it don't really feel all that great, but mentally I love it when he does it. Its like its his way of marking his ownership of me. The whole while I'm whimpering and moaning he will ask who's ass is this and stuff like that, it makes me so hot. So Hubby got off like that and went and took a shower and had a little break and then he told me to climb on his cock and ride him, which I did and had a very intense orgasm. It was great. We cuddled for a while and then went shopping for Valentines day for the kids. I got the boy a card with Money in it,LOL. The babies I got some candy and toys. Hubby Got  me the cutest talking carebear. I just love it. Hubby made lunch and then he went to bed, he has to work tonight. So I'm going to do some writing before the baby gets here to spend the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/isapi/fetch.dll?action=MyPhotos_GetPubPhoto&amp;PhotoID=nHgAAAKgI9WUK4qhMTy0FaoiRcsnDJgqz0kqFvxRRJ3t0de1fnHMlv8e5OEX8LOkF"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107670407144276007?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107670407144276007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107670407144276007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107670407144276007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107670407144276007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/hey-day-turned-out-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107667635273567787</id><published>2004-02-13T07:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T07:50:36.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay just had to put a link up to this song, it fits me being a freaky girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.confusedcreations.com/freakygirl.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107667635273567787?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107667635273567787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107667635273567787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107667635273567787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107667635273567787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/okay-just-had-to-put-link-up-to-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107665362378448843</id><published>2004-02-13T01:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T01:29:35.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Bedtime story for Hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She climbed in the bed beside him. He was already asleep. She leaned over him and kissed him gently On the lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Goodnight My Prince." She whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiled and opened his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Prince huh." He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go to sleep." She said embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nope, not just yet." He said and leaned over and kissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mmmm very sweet Baby girl." He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiled up at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now seeing as Im your Prince, I guess I can demand a few things." He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Umm well I guess so." She said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He reached under the covers and lifted her gown. He rubbed her ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That feels real good Baby, but I think it could stand to be a little warmer." he said sitting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiled and put herself across his lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rubbed her ass causing her to moan, then he started to spank her. Hard smacks all over her ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made little moans and ohh and ahhs. He smiled as she throughly enjoyed the spanking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smacked her ass for about 5 minutes till she was squirming on his lap and her bottom was hot to touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alright Baby." he said lifting her off his lap. He placed her on her back and spread her legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think A taste of that sweet pussy would not be out of the question,mmm?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please?" She squeaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lowered his head and licked her wet slit up and down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiled. She was producing the cutest little whimpers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He flicked his tongue over her clit and smiled as she groaned and bucked her hips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He moved up her body kissing and licking his way to her lips. He kissed her again gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your Prince would Make love to you?" He whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes." She whispered breathlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He slid his cock home in one thrust both of them moaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pumped his cock into her slow and sweet savoring the feel of her wet pussy enfolding his cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She reached up and wrapped her arms around him and wrapped her legs around him meeting his slow thrusts with her moving hips. He leaned down and kissed her as he moved in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She whimpered in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cum for your Prince Baby." He urged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He moved in her faster, his cock working his magic like it always did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ohhhhhhh." She cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MMMM thats it Baby cum with me." He said as he shot cum deep in her pussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yessssssssssssssss ." She moaned as she came hard feeling his cum squirting in her pusssy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kissed her again and pulled himself from her and pulled her in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She snuggled next to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good night my little Princess." He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She giggled and drifted on safe in the arms of her Prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107665362378448843?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107665362378448843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107665362378448843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107665362378448843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107665362378448843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/bedtime-story-for-hubby-she-climbed-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107665307773932222</id><published>2004-02-13T01:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T01:19:26.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/isapi/fetch.dll?action=MyPhotos_GetPubPhoto&amp;PhotoID=nGAAAAJYGSjkCAWx2Uko8D!sTF0bQWLhWGyzkliiiVk9pkItcCML*KAAAAAAAAAAA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master(My Hubby told me I was to post a picture of his pussy for his pleasure. I was kinda like I don't know at first but decided Master knows best. Hope you like it Baby. Work was a long day today. IM off tomorrow Thank goodness. We got home and I made red beans and rice while the hubby fixed steaks. After dinner, I took a bath and Hubby came in and I gave him a blowjob and he took some pictures. I like doing things like that for him, makes me happy to please him. Once again I fell asleep on the couch tonight, but I have high hopes for getting a spanking tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107665307773932222?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107665307773932222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107665307773932222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107665307773932222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107665307773932222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/mastermy-hubby-told-me-i-was-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107665283558649610</id><published>2004-02-13T01:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T01:16:27.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0VQDLAhoYREHsr6jIhs41A9Y!jrApFyk0iD0LTI!hTPlN1wpGt6t1Sm6JAR3b044C1luaNmfdXUq97oJEHyPj8so*iP5x0S82Pi3Mhm1d*PEVx99vtXIW0rbBK7MG4sob/pup.JPG?dc=4675459606554005003"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107665283558649610?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107665283558649610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107665283558649610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107665283558649610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107665283558649610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107658349111089166</id><published>2004-02-12T05:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T06:01:44.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://sc.groups.msn.com/tn/27/91/Laurastories/2/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to go to work. It didn't snow last night just rained, thank goodness. Got to get the boy up in a few. Posted a little pic for the hubby to show him what a good little slave I am for him,LOL. I love to turn him on by doing slutty stuff, like taking Pictures for him or going out in no panties. He insists IM a nasty little girl and usually spanks me for wearing no panties, but he loves it. About a month ago we went out shopping and I told him I didn't wear any panties, he told me I was getting spanked when we got home,  Sure enough he didn't even let me put the groceries up, He pulled me to the couch and dropped my jeans for me and pulled me over his lap and spanked my ass till it was stinging. Then he let me up and asked if I had learned my lesson. Oh yea I thought to myself, you give me a delicious spanking like that and ask that question, Ill never wear panties again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107658349111089166?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107658349111089166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107658349111089166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107658349111089166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107658349111089166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/getting-ready-to-go-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107655773323521019</id><published>2004-02-11T22:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T22:52:21.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dumb me I fell asleep as soon as I lay down on the couch, ended up getting Hubby up just in time to go to work, so no swats to help me sleep(And they do).&lt;br /&gt;So now IM wide awake. I wish he was here tonight to cuddle. His hand smacking my ass is the best sleeping pill in the world. I Plan to give him a real good blowjob tomorrow to make up for my falling asleep tonight. I was just so tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107655773323521019?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107655773323521019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107655773323521019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107655773323521019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107655773323521019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/dumb-me-i-fell-asleep-as-soon-as-i-lay.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107654626586764963</id><published>2004-02-11T19:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T19:40:16.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work was hell today. There calling for snow and of course people down south have to buy everything in the grocery store if its going to snow. I guess this means the boy will be out of school tomorrow to run his daddy crazy,LOL. I have to work 7 to 4. I hope it will be a slow day. The hubby was his usual sweet self and fixed dinner. He only called me to cut up the onions and tomatoes and I surprised myself by getting right up and doing it with no lip. I find myself following his direction more and more without having to think about it and consciously do it. It's actually a good feeling and I start feeling all subby inside if ya know what I mean. It's Like when I am in the bed with him sometimes and he say "Little girl suck my cock" Its such a turn on to feel submissive to him. I love the feeling when I freely do his bidding, it makes me happy. We ate dinner while we watched the news and then I got on his lap to cuddle for a few minutes before he went to bed.(He works  third shift). He told me to come in to wake him a little early. He says I need a some swats before he goes to work. Although we have to be careful, so the boy wont hear. And he said he wanted to feel my pussy. Yummy when he's all toppy like that it makes me feel so good inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107654626586764963?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107654626586764963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107654626586764963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107654626586764963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107654626586764963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/work-was-hell-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107650247483763021</id><published>2004-02-11T07:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T07:30:24.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had to post this about our Monday together. It just goes to show you how different we are. We both had Monday off. So he comes home, he works third shift. Have fallen back to sleep waiting for him. When I wake up the first thing out of his mouth is He wants the granddaughter to spend the night. Okay my mindset is we haven't had anytime together all week, I was waiting for him to take me in his arms spank me and make sweet love to me. So I lose it and go to pieces and start ranting and raving. The thing for him to do would have been to spank my ass good and then hot sex to follow. No he start apologizing. We fall back into old routines. I keep telling him he don't have to agree with me, he's going to get sex no matter what, I wont say no to him anymore, but I guess old habits are hard to break. So we finally get back on track and he gives me a very nice spanking with the paddle, leather paddle, Riding crop. Wood spoon and his hand leaving my ass hot and other parts even hotter. Of course then I just melt. We have really hot sex and IM a nice little girl after that.&lt;br /&gt;Okay that night when I go to bed IM wanting a nice little spanking before I go to sleep. He's not getting it even though IM throwing hints all over the place. So I start acting like a total brat hoping he will get the picture. No he turns his back on me and I go ballistic. We ended up having a huge fight and I end up in the spare room with him banging on the door. Finally I go back to our room in tears and tell him he's not a real man, he a whinny girl. Bingo, he pulls me over his lap and spanks me for about 15 minutes straight. My ass is sore as hell from that spanking. Afterward I tell him how I feel and why I got so mad. He says he didn't know that's what I wanted. After the spanking He rubbed my ass till I fell asleep. It was great and I felt all warm and loved laying there in his arms it was great. I just wish we could get to that point without all the fighting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107650247483763021?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107650247483763021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107650247483763021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107650247483763021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107650247483763021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-had-to-post-this-about-our-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107650078550555626</id><published>2004-02-11T06:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T07:02:15.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thought I would post a pre spanking Pic My Hubby requested of me. Nest time I will post an after spanking Pic for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sc.groups.msn.com/tn/27/91/Laurastories/2/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107650078550555626?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107650078550555626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107650078550555626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107650078550555626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107650078550555626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/thought-i-would-post-pre-spanking-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462681.post-107650015873497729</id><published>2004-02-11T06:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T06:51:48.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am just starting this Blog. Most as a way to journal my daily life with my newly discovered husband. We had a average relationship for many years. I kept my kink for spanking and submission well hidden. It wasn't until our relationship was threatened that I came clean about my wants and desires and I'm pleased to say he has come through very well and our sex life is better than its ever been. Its been a hard road these last 8 months. I know I need to communicate my needs better than what I do, I guess I expect him to be a mind reader and he isn't. I will try to post everyday about our new adventures,  which isn't always easy, we have two children and two granddaughters which make alone time sometimes very difficult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462681-107650015873497729?l=spankedwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/feeds/107650015873497729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462681&amp;postID=107650015873497729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107650015873497729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462681/posts/default/107650015873497729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankedwife.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-am-just-starting-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558886626457676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
