Wednesday, May 2, 2018

Ronnie's Spanking Experiment

Ronnie's latest post, Avoid Hard Spanks, got me thinking about turning tables. Mind you, I thoroughly enjoy the relationship Eric and I have set up.  I live a disciplined life, am a disciplined wife, and have no real desire to be dominant.  However, it got me thinking and he's back so I figured, why not give it a go and see what happens?

It was Eric's first day returning to work, and my husband came home right on time and was slipping his shoes off in the entry way when I appeared at the top of the stairs.

"Eric Michael!" I said sternly.  "You need to march yourself right up those stairs and into our bedroom and I mean NOW Mister."

Eric raised an eyebrow, cocked his head, and grinned.

"Yes Ma'am," he replied and proceeded to take his sweet time emptying keys, phone and change from his pockets and hanging up his jacket.

"I'm waiting," I stated, blatantly tapping my foot on one of the steps.

Eric smiled. "I'm coming," he said, a glint in his eye.  Not exactly the look of fear I was expecting.

Eric reached the landing and I put both hands on his shoulders, pushing him down the hall and into the bedroom.

"Get those pants off," I ordered. I was getting into my new role as drill sergeant extraordinaire.

Without pausing a moment, his pants were on the floor.

"Underwear too," I commanded, the power exuding from my stance and tone.

Again, without any hesitation, they too found a spot on the carpet.

That was the moment when I thought, "This is so easy.  He's just giving into anything I say! All it took was an authoritative voice and BAM, Eric was putty in my hands. I owned him."

I stepped toward my tall handsome man and pulled his arm toward our foot board, which I intended to bend him over. His body went stiff and my grip vanished as his fingers somehow wrapped around my wrist.

"What are you doing?" his voice was inquisitive yet suspicious.

I stood tall and one by one, peeled his fingers apart, releasing my arm.

"I'm punishing you for leaving me for such a long time," I stated and swung so that my right palm would come crashing down on his naked behind.  Only, this weird centrifical or centripetal or centrifugal force thing happened and instead of my hand spanking Eric, it blew right past him and enabled his hand to turn my whole body to the very position I had intended for him.

"Oh you think so?" was all I heard before Eric's voice was drowned out by the loud whacking sound that echoed across my bottom as a harsh spanking ensued.  The more I squirmed, the more rapid his fire.  The more I whined, the harder the smack.  Finally, I just gave in and rested over the foot board, fully experiencing my domination plan, in opposite land.

Eric stepped back so I could have a bit of breathing room to stand and recover.

"Maybe you should get your pants off now, young lady," he mocked, apparently very turned on by the spanking he had just dished out.

I took off my clothes and pointing, asked if he was willing to share.

"With Red Ass Amy?" he asked.  "Of course."

We kissed, we played, we rested against a stack of pillows and stared into each other's eyes.

"I thought I had you," I said, breaking the silence.  "When you gave in so easily I thought maybe you really were going to let me spank you."

Eric shook his head.

"Amy Lynn," he said, holding my face in his palms and kissing my forehead.  "that is never going to happen.  I only gave in because I thought you wanted sex."

Well... I can't say he was wrong!



  1. Well, that was fast! You don't waste any time when your man is home! LOL! Love how stern you tried to be. hahaha
    All I have ever done is tell him he needs a spanking and then pulled down the back of his shorts when he is standing at the sink and then I walked away. He laughed and let me just barely get away with that.

    1. I was really getting into the groove of it all until I was suddenly swept out of the groove of it all. LOL You lucked out... not all men would let you get away with that! Pretty funny if you ask me. ;0

  2. Well it was certainly worth a try and it seems it turned out very well indeed!

  3. I tried to give Frank a smack on the butt a couple of weeks ago ... a knee jerk reaction to the bantering back and forth we were having in the kitchen (I also tried to run away after I gave him a whack ;)) ... I was over the bed so fast my head spun ... but good try, Amy ;) ... nj

    1. I love it. You and Frank just keep up with that banter. It's like personal training. You both got to sprint. :)

  4. I love this Amy! Nice try lol, but it sounds as though all ended very well, and as it should be :)


  5. Amy, made me smile. Turned out well. I'll see what happens when I say similar to P.


    1. I've got my fingers crossed for you! Am quite happy over here.

  6. Yeah...same deal here, I once succeeded in betting a couple of swats on his bottom...I only got pass just one because he was in a state of shock....He did say to me...never again...and made his point with more than words..never again. hugs abby

    1. "Never again"....yikes! I was told, "that will never happen" but what I heard was, "go ahead Amy Lynn, try again".

  7. Haha, how funny is that, him going along with it. All for a decent reason, but not the one you thought! There is something wonderful about it not being easy, about him taking that control back, even and especially by surprise!


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