I just wondered. Is your favorite gift an implement? Is your favorite gift a session OTK of your lover? Whatever your choice I hope you have a very special day today on Valentine’s Day.

May all your Valentine’s wishes come true.

Happy Valentine’s Day to all of my readers and visitors.

Hugs,

Naughtyney

I woke to the sound of my lover’s ringtone sounding off on my phone. I answered it totally unaware of the time. She said, “I just called your office and they said that you called in sick today. Is there something you would like to tell me young lady?”

I froze. I didn’t know what to say. I hadn’t really planned this out very well. My lover was out of town for the day and had a very heavy schedule. I really thought that she wouldn’t even call me or if she did I thought it would be on my cell.

I stammered as I tried to explain. How do you explain to “Miss Honesty” that you weren’t really sick, but, you just called in for the day off. How do you tell Miss “Rules are our friends”, that you just wanted to sleep all day.

Well I started off with a big, “Hi honey, what a surprise, I’m glad you called.” Feeling like I was about to lose what little breakfast I ate, I tried to explain the predicament I was in. I explained that I wasn’t feeling all that great and I was extremely exhausted. All I heard on the other end was, “MMMhhhmm, go on…”. I gulped really big and struggled to form words with my mouth as I felt my world crashing in. I said, “Well, I called my office to tell them I wouldn’t be in.” She said, “Why did you tell them that you were sick when you weren’t? You lied to them.” I hate hearing those words because it means I have really messed up but it also means I am in really big trouble.

Again my voice trembled a bit but I talked through what I had done. There was complete silence on the other end but I didn’t dare say another word or ask if she was still there. I heard her clear her voice and then my world actually did come crashing down. She said, “Go get the hairbrush”. My head was spinning. What? Go get the hairbrush? What for? She wasn’t even here. I was really confused and getting very nervous.

I tried to interrupt and ask what for but she just said a little louder, “GO GET IT NOW”, before I had a chance to say anything. I went to the dresser that held the dreaded weapon (as I see it) and took it out. I said, “ I have it Ma’am”. I always refer to her as Ma’am when I am in trouble or when she is giving me a direct order. I’ve tried the casual, “ok babe” but that usually costs me dearly and I really wasn’t feeling that lucky today.

She said, “Put the phone on the bed and put the phone on speaker. Take the hairbrush and give yourself 10 swats with the hairbrush, hard!” I pulled the phone away from my ear and I just looked at it in total denial. “WTF”, I thought. I asked again for clarification hoping that I heard her wrong. I didn’t. She wanted me to implement my own punishment spanking. She had spanked me with that dreaded hairbrush a thousand times. I so hated that thing. Now I had to do it myself? No freaking way. I said, “No, I can’t. I won’t.” Again, it got real quiet on the other end. My heart started racing and I was so nervous. She just said three words but I knew I’d better not push it further. She said, “DO IT NOW.” I think I actually jumped when she said that. All I could do is say, “Yes Ma’am” and I began to follow the order. I felt really weird and yet totally controlled by her. I placed the first smack on my left cheek as I am right handed and tried it with my best hand. That stung a lot.

I was interrupted by, “Harder.” I just shook my head in disbelief and answered her command, “Yes Ma’am.” I smacked again on the left and again until I reached 10. By this time my left cheek was stinging and I was glad it was only 10.

The order rang out, “The other side, now!” I delayed for I think a second, and she commanded, “NOW.” Immediately I followed the same path as I did on the other side. I smacked hard so she could hear it and know that I wasn’t playing around.

When I finished I laid the brush down on the bed. I waited for what was to come. I just heard, “Good.” She said, “Do 10 more, hard!” I wanted to pass out. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I swallowed hard and said, “Ma’am?” As if to say, are you sure you want to do that?
She said, “Again, 10 and do it hard!” I answered, “Yes Ma’am” and picked up my nemesis and began again. My left cheek seemed to sting more than the right so I started on the right this time. I had barely finished and she said, “Five to each thigh.” She knows how I hate that. Now I had to do that to myself. I shook my head. I said, ”No Ma’am, please.” She said, “OK, make it 10 to your thighs with the hairbrush.” I wanted to cry. What an idiot I was. “Just shut up” I told myself. Now I had to wield this horrible thing to my very tender thighs. I delayed as long as I could and then I heard her clear her throat. I said, “OK Ma’am I’m doing it.” To which she replied, “NOW.” I began, trying to reach that goal of not too hard so it wouldn’t hurt but not too soft so she would have me re-do it.

She was quiet and I really thought that we were done. She then commanded, “Get my belt.” I knew then that this was far from over. I answered her and got her belt from the closet as she had commanded. She said to fold it over in half and she told me to give myself 20 swats with it on each cheek and five to each thigh. I complied and moaned and groaned and even yelled out an OWW a few times.

After it was all over my lover and my Top told me to go lie down in bed on my back. She said that I had been a bad girl and had lied and was being bratty. Laying on my back after a spanking does not feel good even though my bed is usually very comfortable. She told me that my punishment had only begun. She said she would be calling every half hour and we would do this all over again. All day. If that wasn’t enough, I received text from her in the afternoon telling me that if I thought today was bad that tonight was going to be really bad for me when she got home.

My other Top has been our friend for a long time. We recently realized that we are all spankos. I think I secretly knew for a long time but no one was mentioning anything. Probably best you know. Well all of that is out of the bag now. Well, my husband has been learning some things from her and those “things” he’s been learning are causing my bottom to turn red, very often.

My website, Naughtyneysresort.com is a place where we all get together with other spanko friends and aquaintances of ours. My “other” Top is Guardian (thats her name for those who don’t know her and on our forum). She is in a way my Guardian anyway so we thought that was a good online name for her.

On any other occasion, Guardian is a sweet, kind, giving, and loving person. If you are her bottom, look out, she is very strict! OMG! I’ve told you this before, that I like to tease my husband. Nothing mean really, just doing a little bratting. Harmless sillyness. Well that’s what I thought. Guardian doesn’t feel the same about all my teasing as I do. My husband didn’t even seem to care…until Guardian puts her nose in it is involved. I used to be able to say things to him after he would ask me a question. You know, those things you say under your breath because you know they can’t hear you. Well, I can’t even do that anymore. She has really shaken things up at our house just by talking to my husband. She has made him to where he is more aware of my sassing and misdeeds.

I got a list of rules you know. That seems normal for most brats right? Yeah, but I got 2 lists. One from my husband and then one from Guardian. They have since merged those 2 lists into one long list. Now I hear things like, “isn’t that on your rules list”? I just wanna scream. Ya maybe it is on my rules list but I just want to do it anyway. Come On!

You know this is killing me. I am not a bottom! Everything inside me screams, NOOOOOO. Say it ain’t so! Tell me that I am not being Topped by my husband and by another Top (who really knows how to Top). Geez! I get no breaks. If I say a bad word (usually means swearing), I get into trouble. If I don’t clean up the kitchen right after dinner, I get into trouble. On and on. Pretty much my whole life is summed up in me getting into trouble lately. Sometimes I asked for it.

I was about to receive a spanking for instance tonight because of my attitude. Guardian always asks me “why are you here?” I always want to say, “Because you told me to, duh”. Well we all know that wouldn’t be good, but, it does pass thru my brain. So she asks me “why are you here? I say, I don’t know.

I do know why I was there. I was being sassy and questioned Guardian when she called me on being sassy. Not a good idea to question a Top by the way. (Yeah, I know, but sometimes I just can’t turn it off). Stormy, always talks about the “evil” part of her that comes out sometimes, called, TOG. Tough Obstinate Girl. Yeah, I have that too. My husband doesn’t even call me by my own name anymore if he sees me doing this. He’ll just refer to TOG and say to Guardian, we’ll have to continue the discipline, it looks like TOG is in charge. We need to get naughtyney back over here. That usually means that I am going over one of their knees.

I just want to be one of those bottoms that is obedient and respectful and loving. I can be all of those things but there is something inside me that breaks away and then here comes TOG to take control.

My husband is really doing well learning from Guardian and of course I am getting my needs (on my behind) met. Sometimes more than I want. So just wanted to see if anyone else has had a similar experience. Let me know. I’d love to talk to someone about all of this and maybe learn how to be more submissive. Hey thanks for visiting me today. Talk to you soon.

naughtyney

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Hope you have fun. See you there.

naughtyney

Hope you guys are all being good and no one has to go OTK today. I am feeling very solemn and humble right now.

Talk to you guys soon.

Naughtyney

Naughtyney

My husband returns to me. He rubs my bottom gently. He says, “you were a bad girl”. I agree. I say I am sorry (again). Really feeling guilty and more like a brat than ever. I don’t want him to be disappointed in me. I don’t want my son to think I disrespect his father. I was just playing…wasn’t I?
My husband comes to the bed and pulls down the covers and sheet. He helps me move into my regular position on my side of the bed. I am tired. Tears are still on my face. He loves me. I can see it on his face. Never did any of this change that. I hold him and he caresses my body. He and I have a wonderful night of lovemaking and I please him. I am his.
NaughtyNey

I want to extend a warm thank you to Bonnie at MyBottomSmarts.com, what a wonderful person to add my blog to her blogroll. I just love her blog and have learned so much from reading her posts. Bonnie, you are the best. Thank you for having such a great blog. You are a great friend. Talk with you soon. NaughtyNey

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Lately, I haven’t really been teasing or causing any trouble around my house. I’ve actually been pretty respectful to my husband. This is leaps and bounds from just six months ago but in reality I’ve been trying really hard to let him lead. I have an independent streak that really fights against the whole submissive thing we are trying to accomplish in our marriage. It makes it very hard to bend (over, hee hee) sometimes and to just do what he wants because he thinks its best.

The thing that is so hard for me right now is that I am finding myself in trouble more and more because he is becoming a more aware HOH. In my wildest dreams I had hoped he would get here but I didn’t think about how that would affect my bottom line or just my bottom. I now have a bedtime and recently learned that even on weekends I have the same bedtime but if I want to stay up later I have to get permission. EEEWWWW. I hate it. I never married till I was 28 yrs old and this is my 2nd marriage. At least 1/2 of my adult life I have been able to come and go and choose to do or not do whatever I want on my own. I no longer have that freedom. Ughh. It’s true that whatever I do affects my home. It can affect my marriage or my children significantly if I for instance stay up too late and then am either late getting them up for school or am short with them because I am tired. It isn’t fair to them that I stayed up too late. OK I GET IT.

I love my kids and my husband but I am somewhat a free spirit. I want to do whatever I want when I want. Can’t now. Not so much that I have a family now and it ties me down. It’s mostly because I am an adult and that is how they are supposed to behave.

Being the baby in my family I have always been spoiled and my husband hasn’t really changed that. He has spoiled me more than anyone. I can’t complain about that. The problem is that I have told him that I don’t want to be bratty anymore. I want to do things that help our family and help him not pull and tug at him. More and more I find that I am getting better at this but something recently has been derailing my good intentions.

I wonder if the world has changed its tilt. Nature is saying, no Ney, say it ain’t so. Don’t be good. We can’t handle it when you are good. Why does it seem this way? Mostly, because I have been getting into trouble for the last several days and I am not doing this on purpose. I don’t mean little piddly things. I mean big humongous things.

OK, so you want details huh? OK, I lost my car keys for 3 days. On a separate time I lost my bank debit card and never did find it. I had a cancel that one and order a new one. What else you say? Oh, the big one, I got charged a huge fee on an account due to an oversight on my part. All of this in less than a two week period. Is he mad you ask? All day long today he text me. I was at work and he would remind me of my impending doom later this evening. Even now I sit here waiting in fear/anticipation of the punishment spanking that is coming. This is for things I didn’t do on purpose. Why would he punish me for something I did on accident? Well you don’t know my husband. He believes that he can “inspire” me to think through things better the next time.

I’ve already done extra chores today and that was after a full day of work. OK all you Tops/HOH’s out there are saying. “Good”, he should have done more. I know you feel that way because he does too. I just wish I could quit making mistakes. I even made 2 oversights at work recently. One of them didn’t cost my company any money but the other charged a nominal fee. I hated telling my boss that I messed up.

I just don’t know whats gotten into me. I hope I get back on track soon. My bottom can’t take much more of this.

Just a little sidebar. When I came home today, I was changing and my husband came in. We talked for a few minutes and he reminded me of the spanking that I had coming tonight. I had hoped that somehow some guy marathon movie event would happen and he’d want to do that instead. I must admit that this waiting is killer though. When I was changing my husband talked to me very kindly. He said, “Ney, I just don’t know what I’m going to do with you.” I said, “I know.” He had a sparkle in his eye and I sensed that it was a tear and not him glaring at me. I was right.

He knew that I was going out of my mind worrying about my punishment spanking and the myriad of other disciplinary things he had given me. He took me in his arms and said how much he loved me. I really thought, “this is is” my spanking is here, but it wasn’t. He was just consoling his little brat. I hope I stop all this mess that has been happening lately. I never meant to do it in the first place. The more he loves me the more I want to please him.