Thanksgiving morning, early, my man and I were snuggling in bed. We’d had some lovely “quality time” doing some “extracurriculars” that do not need mentioning when he announced that it was time to get out the bath brush. Went from this:
Now, realize, everyone else is blissfully asleep upstairs, thank the Lord our children are heavy sleepers, because it was about to get a tad bit loud. He laid out a nice firm pillow across his lap and had me take off my pajama bottoms. He started out gently, but within seconds I was ouching and squirming trying to get off his lap. I’m never sure why I hold onto that pillow, it never helps to comfort me, so much as it’s something I hold onto for dear life. So, he’s reminding me to be calm and nice today. Family is coming over and though I hardly have any conflict with them, I have had conflict with my SIL (his sister) the past weekend, in regards to another SIL causing us both issues. He does not want conflict or stress. He wanted a relaxed wife. He would spank until he got what he wanted. Stress relief is new. We’ve done maintenance, discipline and good girls, but not really anything just to reset my stress level. So far, at least in my opinion, it helps tremendously and I seem to be in a bit less trouble as my sass is less and my submission better. It took a bit, but the stress level went down and cuddling commenced. Then I had to get busy with the baking and well, the man, my sweet man went back to sleep. (He'd worked until past midnight and was awake early, so we could have some time before the rush of the day set in.)
I got busy with the cooking and baking, while everyone else slept. Read a few blogs and answered well wishes for a happy turkey day. Sent out texts to my friends wishing them well this holiday season. I got a bit behind, but no real worries. Children began to get up and I sent them off to do the cleaning and take showers. Company began to arrive and pitch in with the cooking or cleaning up the dishes or whatever needed to be done. It was filled with laughter and talking. The TV was on with the parade and then football games. I do not handle the crowding in the kitchen, but I was calm. Dinner was late as one part of the family from a good distance arrived late, but they pitched right in as well. It was just a nice relaxing day, with little to no stress. Unheard of here on a normal day, let alone a holiday with us hosting close to 15 additional people.
So, dear readers, the question is, but why? Why does a stress relief spanking reset me to the point I am not letting my ugly side rear it’s head, like at all? I understand the sexy ones. They are lovely and well, improve the sex life. I get discipline, it rids me of the guilt and disappointment, clears the air, so to speak. Rights wrongs between us. Maintenance helps me to listen better to him. It’s more of a way to just reaffirm things. Helps remind me that I have given my submission to him. This stress relief though, it seems almost just for me. Just to reset my whole being into a submissive wife, gentle mommy, and keeps us working together as a team. The after the spanking almost feels like I’m floating, but yet I’m here, actively involved, enjoying life and things from a different perspective. The different perspective of a dd/ttwd wife. Anyone, understand what I’m even saying here? I’m not sure if anyone can explain it, but I’d love to hear your opinions on all of this.