My punishment last week wasn’t a pleasant experience. Mistress caned me with a level of severity I’ve not experienced in our DD relationship, to the point where she had me writhing around so much, I was making quite a fool of myself.
Embarrassment at my own lack of self-control aside, the aftermath was delicious. It seemed like the cloud of tension that hung over us for so long had been blown away and we were left engaging in a much more intimate way than in recent weeks.
Mistress noted how subdued I was immediately post punishment – and also how compliant I was to please over the next few days.
Mistress also admitted how much really enjoyed applying the rod with such force and seeing me squirm. I know how delighted she was with the set of marks because she had already expressed her pleasure in the immediate post-punishment inspection.
She stopped short in admitting that caning me actually thrilled her, but I believe that to be the case. If I’m right then I’m really happy for her- though a bit worried for myself if she enjoyed it as much as I think she did!
However, she wasn’t at all happy with my protestations and told me in no uncertain manner that I’d have to improve my behavior in that area the next time I’m over the bench.
But she also said that it helped, briefly, for her to cast off some of the tension she had noticed building, between us and in her job. She also noted how compliant I became immediately post-punishment – immediately, being the subsequent two or three days.
Mistress has also been much more authoritative since that punishment session and the last week has been punctuated by curt orders and much more responsibility on me to carry out the daily tasks of cooking, cleaning etc.
I’ve enjoyed that aspect of the week, and far from feeling subjugated by my delightful domina, it’s been a pleasure to serve her. The fact I’ve lived under the threat of even more punishment has kept me keenly aware of my need to serve without question.
As ever, real life gets in the way of any progress we seem to be making in our FLR and Mistress is away on business for a few days, which means no maintenance tonight.
I should feel relieved because it means I escape the routine 36-stroke punishment, which I know would have been absolute hell he she bdeen in the form of the last time she applied the rod.
But it means I miss that special joy of serving Mistress in the subsequent days – and Mistress misses out on the buzz of thrashing me and then having me bend entirely to her will.
If we had planned our hiatus from DD and then restarted in such a positive vein then I’d have to acknowledge that this was the ultimate test of whether or not we really did need to embracing a female-led relationship. We’d both be patting our selves on the back – or I’d be bent over taking a caning – and saying how clever we were in our experiment.
As it is, through sheer luck we’ve proven once more where we need to be. All we need now is some ‘us time’ to plan out how we enforce the strict regime to suit use both. In the absence of ‘us time’, Mistress has set me a task. I am to produce a discussion document detailing how we should proceed with our regime, for Mistress to peruse when she returns home early next week. It’s a challenging thought but a task, which I’m sure I’ll embrace fully.