Home from the honeymoon

 We returned to the home we were making together.
A typical week day looked like this when I came home from work:

and soon enough

usually followed by

THE day after the Wedding.

The morning after our wedding night,  she said, "I'm in charge now, get naked and bend over the corner of the bed.
I did and she administered a long hard strapping to my bottom.

Later in the afternoon, she told me to strip and kneel in a chair, and she administered another long hard strapping

and that evening, at bed time, 
she had me strip and go over her lap for a long dose of her hairbrush.

Wedding day n night

Frequent (daily) fun spankings occurred, in the days leading up to our wedding day, as we also made our preparations for living together...

Then, wedding day,  attended by a vast majority of her friends "in the know"  ...
After the ceremony, in a private room:

and after a hard dose with the paddle

Then we went on our way to a hotel for our wedding night celebration.
Once we arrived in the lobby, she told me to go up to the room, strip and wait for her at the door, while she would get a bellman to help with our bags ...

and after she arrived

She gave me bare bottom a dose of her hairbrush that was long, hard, and painful!

THE FLR Dd contract.

So, the next evening, she was ready to tell me about and show me the DD agreement she had prepared.
The conversation went something like this:

artwork lifted from GLENMORETALES.blogspot.com
(if I could find an email address to contact the author, I would...in the meantime, if he contacts me and requests I remove his work, I will!)

At her desk, she had a document waiting for me to sign, and I saw the implements she had laid out:

I looked it over and signed.
She told me to strip naked and

and get over her knee 

and she swatted my bare bottom with her Spencer paddle, mercilessly  
I stood up rubbing my bottom and watched her flexing the cane 

and she ordered me to bend over a chair and 

I yelped at each of the ten strokes given.

She stopped and said, "So we are in agreement. I realize the document is in no way legally binding, but it does indicate we have an understanding.
Once we are married, I am in charge of your discipline, to be administered by me, however, and whenever, I choose."
"Yes, dear," I said, rubbing my bottom, with my eyes close.
"Just try to remember, for such discipline sessions, you will NOT be allowed to rub your bottom until I dismiss you. Which very often will not be until you've spent some time standing in a corner or facing a wall, with your hands on your head."
"Yes, dear."
"AND, once I declare a session is to commence, you will then and during the session, address me as 'Ma'am'.
"Yes ...uh ma'am."
"Good.  Now let's talk about a wedding date."

Neither of us had family to consider, so we set one in the very near future.

Many dates, many spankings

That was followed by many 'dates' that usually involved at some point, me being naked over her lap such as 

and 

which certainly stung, as she knew how to spank hard with her hand, but also aroused me .. AND her, and would invariably lead to the bedroom.

We began talking about marriage.

And she said, "Before I can marry you ... well, I've given you some fun spankings, fun for both of us, but I would require we enter a Female-Led Domestic Discipline agreement."
"Um, what would that look like?"
"Give me time to put something together in writing, and we'll talk about it again ...tomorrow."
"Um, okay."

Jill and DJ, first spanking

I'd been dating a woman, Jill, about three weeks.
Jill was about seven years older than me, same height as me, and a bit heavier and broader than me.

After a  couple of weeks, our dates ended in the bedroom, hers or mine, in a rapid removal of clothes as we climbed onto the bed.

One such date started after I arrived at her place, in the bedroom ... not planned to go that way, but it happened quickly.
Afterwards ... I got up to pee, and as I was walking to the bathroom, she said, "Stop!"
I stopped and turned around.
She said, "No no, turn around again."
I did, and stood still.
"Wiggle your hips back and forth."
I did 

"I just love your ... ass."
"Thanks," I said, "May I continue?"
"Sure."
"Thanks again."
I peed, and started to return, when she said, "Turn around again..."
I did 

"Really gets me hot," she said.
"Hmmm... what do you like so much about my bottom?"
"Yours is ... really nice, but its male bottoms in general that I'm fond of."
"Really?  Wonder why that is..."
"Because ... I like to spank them."
My heart stopped.  Magic words.
"You ... like ... to spank 'em?"
"Uh huh," she said, grinning.
"How did that interest come to be?"
"With my first husband... who early on, expressed an interest in being spanked... so I did, and discovered, I really enjoy it. I gave him frequent spankings throughout our marriage."
"And um will that affect us?"
"I've been waiting for the right time to broach the subject, and now the subject has been broached. How do you fill about it?"
"I .. could .. maybe .. be into it?"
"Oh, would you care to try?"
I blushed, "Yeah, okay." 
She got out of bed, and sat on a chair next to the bed, and pulled me over her lap and 

I yelped and moaned at each hard slap of her hand to my bare bottom.
After fifteen minutes, she stopped and pushed me to my feet.
I stood, rubbing my bottom, and she said, "How was that?"
The swelling in my penis told the tale, and we got back into bed.

4.1 ON HIATUS

I have so enjoyed maintaining this blog.

For some, this would represent their fantasy.

For me, it's been REAL.  I married into a Dominant Wife-submissive husband,  Female Led Relationship, with Domestic Discipline... 

But, due to physical constraints...
Mostly, what seems to be  (not 100% diagnosed yet)a duodenal ulcer, which is painful to some greater or lesser degree, nearly every moment of my waking hours...
We have chosen to put the 'BDSM' aspect of our relationship into a box, so to speak,  and live a vanilla husband-wife lifestyle,  until I am healthy enough to enjoy it.  

Our finances are in ... BAD .. shape, which has meant, I've taken up extra work to fill in my hours off from my primary job.

Management at my primary job has given me notification ... after  2 1/4 years... to lay off the adult sites that I've been ...um.. doing research on, via the company's broadband, at work.  

So,  until further notice, this blog is on hiatus.