OK, So i have neglected to write in the blog for the past few weeks, I reckon the reason may have been a little bit of laziness on my part, or if i'm honest a little bit of frustration at just how to achieve my and my wife's dream of a cohousing community... I'm sure it will happen when it does, if it doesn't happen, well then, It won't happen, such is life. I still think it was a good idea to put the idea out into the web.
So this weekend my wife gave me a wake up call of my slack, or more to the point, my what she saw as 'controlling' behavior. I made some comments about what she was wearing - WRONG thing to do in a FLR. I was reminded on the journey home from our shopping trip, when i thought it was all in the past. - after all, i'd said sorry.
My wife said 'When our daughter goes to bed for her afternoon nap I'll be whipping you for your behavior this morning, it was totally unacceptable'. I asked 'how many'? she replied, '70'. We have used corporal punishment within our FLR for a number of years. It doesn't suit everyone, and my wife chooses to use non-physical punishment as well. Pre-FLR i used to find a whipping 'kinky' or 'sexy'. That is now most certainly not the case. I'll do anything to avoid getting cropped. My wife has removed anything sexual about it. It hurts. She makes sure of it. I can say that i fear it, and it is not in any way fun.
When we got home I asked if she wanted me to 'get ready' to which she replied 'yes, you can'. Whilst our young daughter to bed, i followed the ritual...I have to collect the crop from where it is hung in the clothes cupboard, and hang it to the bed posts, then i have to strip my bottom half, removing my pants and underwear, plonk some pillows at the end of the bed, and lay and wait for her in position. I heard her walking down the corridor... know it's going to happen. She walked in, looking a little grumpy now. She told me not to 'delay' or 'mess around' and then after tapping my bottom, carries the whipping out, in sets of 20, mostly on my thighs (as it seems to hurt a lot more). No, I couldn't take it like a man, it hurts like hell, and do vocalise the pain during it!!! After 20 I told her i'd learnt my lesson! At each 20 she paused for a 30 second break, and then continued The last ten where the worst. At the end she told me 'my job is done' left the crop on the bed and walked out....I was left with a sore bottom and thighs, and a valuable lesson in the lifestyle we have chosen...
This sort of punishment may not be everyone's cup of tea....However, reflecting upon it, it really helps for ME to reinforce my positive behavior and reflect on the bad.. I now know not to try and control what she wears. She has told me it will be 130 strikes of the crop next time. 'Just try me' she said. I can safely say i won't be. Just like the lesson i learnt last time she chose to use physical punishment....