I came

Not being able to tell my friends about ‘certain’ aspects of my relationship leaves me feeling rather lonely at times, so to those of you reading this – thank you. I suppose it’s now my turn to explain how coming home to my girl makes me feel.

It’s a long journey home; plenty of time to think. What is she doing now? Is she grooming? Getting herself ready for me? Ready for punishment and sex.

 Punishment and sex – two very separate dimensions, yet two of the unbreakable threads that connect both our spirits and body together, no matter how many miles are between us. Punishment and sex – two very separate  sensualities, yet  a certain frisson shivers through me when I think about punishing her.

She is in big trouble. I need to be effective. My repertoire races through my mind ... spankings/canings/corner-time/mouth-soaping ...... she needs something extra from me. I have been away, it has been hard for her. I understand only too well that punishing her is not just about correction; it is about making her feel safe. The compulsion I feel to give her safety and security is one of the driving forces behind the strength it takes to cane her – to cane her even when she cries, to cane her even when she tells me to stop, to cane her even when she writhes in pain after each stroke...........

This morning

I awoke with the marks of the cane across my bottom....but it is not yet over.

She is coming...

She is coming.

I stand in the shower, soaping myself, shaving. With each grooming task I think of her. I think of preparing my body for her. Think of her looking, touching, smelling, owning me.

She is coming.

I am so excited. Even after all of this time, the thought of seeing her face, hearing her voice, watching her watch me consumes me. I ache for her in a way I have never ached for anyone. My body needs her. When she is here I am complete in so many ways. Complete and yet completely at her mercy. My actions no longer my own. My head and heart full of her. My function to please and obey her.

She is coming.

I am in trouble. I know that I will be spanked, hard. I know it will hurt. I know she means it to be a lesson this time. I welcome it. The release and forgiveness I need so much. I want her to take me to the edge, to make me hers again and again. I long for it. I need it. I need her. I want her inside of me, owning me, loving me, fucking me. I want to cry out in pain and ecstasy and I know I will. I know I will cry both with the punishment and the love, overwhelmed as always that she chose me. Knowing also that she craves me, that she needs me too. Top and Bottom, two halves of the whole. Corny? Yes. True? Absolutely.

She is coming. The phone just rang, she is half way here.

Two more hours.

What shall I wear? Underwear should I suppose be white. The colour symbolising the nature of our Interaction. White, submission, ready for punishment. Black purely for our mutual sexual gratification, there will be spanking but there will also be play. She hasn't told me which one. A test? White it is then, even though She may not punish me until tomorrow if she is tired from her journey, I will submit myself to her. I can relinquish all my control. True freedom comes with my submission and obedience. Does that sound odd?

She is coming. Time is going so slowly!

Should I get the implements ready? There is fresh soap in the bathroom (I am not allowed to swear and have broken this rule several times this week) There is ginger in the kitchen, for, well, use your imaginations! The cane hangs in the wardrobe. Her paddle and many other spanking tools all in one anonymous black case.

She is coming.

I am dressed now. I can feel the pure white bra against my breasts, feel the panties against the white skin of my bottom. Cool and untouched, not for long though. The excitement an electric vibration throughout my body.

She is near. I can sense her. I will be whole again, soon, very soon. I close my eyes and thank whatever Goddess of love and spanking is watching over us and smile.

She is here...........

Apologies

So...obviously I didn't get around to writing the post. Then summer break came and suddenly time online became rare. We are back and will hopefully now try and provide you with more consistent and satisfactory blog content! Sorry folks.

Writers block!

I can't help having writers block, can I? Come on fellow Bottoms help me out. Oh and Fizzy, lovely to have you visit but no more giving ideas, ok? ;)

An instruction

Alfre has been given until the end of the week (Sunday) to post. If she fails to do so I have told her she will receive a punishment she has yet to experience - all suggestions are welcome!

Homecoming

As Alfre mentioned, I am now home again, and will be for some time, thank goodness. Alfre has behaved badly in the past week, breaking rules, failing to meet my expectations and not looking after herself in the way that I expect and demand in my absence. She knew this meant trouble; trouble in our house means punishment spankings, mouth soaping, naked submission and anything else I see fit. On my arrival back home, after a joyful and snuggly reunion, I looked my Alfre deep and sternly in the eyes and said, "go upstairs, get my bag, undress and wait for me. Do you understand?" She gazed back at me, a mixture of nervous submission and sorrowful regret. I made myself a coffee and waited for the footsteps upstairs to quieten, this meant that she was now waiting. I love this. I love making her wait for me. The anticipation is thrilling, it heightens everything. It also allows me to run through my plan .... I believe it is very important to know exactly what you want to do, but be flexible enough in that plan depending on how her beautiful body responds. After several minutes I walk upstairs, knowing that Alfre would now be in quite a deep submissive mindset. I enter the bedroom, she is kneeling naked, waiting for me. My body pulses, my dominance but our shared power surge through the core of me. I grab her hair and explain why I am going to punish her ... Then, to make it clear, I place a bar of soap in her mouth, bend her over the bed and spank her, moderately hard with a thick wooden paddle. It has begun. After this I take her over my knee and make my way through several implements .... Making sure the spanking intensifies a little more with each one. We both know where it will end; with the cane. As I am spanking her, watching her bottom burn brightly, I tell her why I am doing this, that she needs to take strength from this and her submission and use it to behave better. She is sweating, she is crying and I know I am helping her, I know that spanking her like this is giving her an emotional release. A release of tension and anger. I do not feel good because I am 'helping' my lover, I feel good because I feel so close to her, because when I spank her this hard it becomes blurred where her bottom ends and my hand begins. As promised the punishment ends with 18 strokes of the cane ... I can tell by reading her body that this will be enough and she will feel better and be a sorry girl. Afterwards I hold her hot and quivering body in my arms, we don't speak, we don't need to. I feel full, complete, close to my lover in a non-comparable way. This is why I do it, this is why I will always do it.

Alfre

Hello everyone. My name is Alfre and I am the Bottom in this relationship. I should say, I am the very happy and lucky Bottom in the relationship!

I do think of us as Top and Bottom but as time goes on and I find myself more and more in this thing we do I am coming to realise that I am also somewhat of a submissive. The use of different terminology and what it means to us is something I would like to explore on here. The dynamics of a DD relationship fascinate me. I have yet to meet any two couples who have the same approach and set up. It seems that in this community we are blessed with infinite diversity.

Andra and I have been together for two years or so. We do live together but because of work commitments we are forced to spend weeks apart. These enforced separations complicate DD but I am aware that many of you will empathise as you are in similar situations. Andra is a believer in punishing misdeeds as soon as possible but sometimes that means me waiting for her to come home from a week or two away, the wait brings with it its own perfect anticipation.

I have rules. All of them have developed in response to either physical and mental health needs or to benefit me in some other way. I also have Andra's 'expectations' of me. These are things that are not made explicit in rules but a general way to behave or not to behave! Infractions are ALWAYS punished. There are sometimes mitigating circumstances but NEVER excuses. Attempts to wriggle out of punishment are not tolerated and failure to tell Andra when I have broken a rule...well, let's just say I don't fail to tell her...I am not insane :)

I hope that you enjoy meeting us and sharing your thoughts on our posts. Andra is due home this weekend and I am in a lot of trouble for various broken rules, so watch this space I am sure we will have details for you!

Andra

A bit more about us ...... You can call me Andra and my darling girl is Alfre. For all intents and purposes when people look at us they see a pretty run of the mill lesbian couple; in love, at ease, happy, in tune with one another – which we are. But what they don’t see is one of the biggest reasons that contribute to that – domestic discipline. This dynamic is integral to who we both are as well as to our relationship.

I am Alfre’s Top .... this is a term which encompasses so much of what we do. As Alfre’s Top I; decide upon rules for her and administer punishment when these rules are broken, make decisions and take control when necessary, provide advice and guidance, issue instructions, spank her for reasons other than punishment ....... 

I have always had this in me and it is since being with Alfre that my true Toppy nature has blossomed into the natural and unforced essence that it is ... both a spirituality and sexuality.  It is very hard to put into words the feelings I experience when spanking Alfre and it will depend on why I am spanking her ..... but this is where our blog comes into play! Via posting I hope to not only share our DD life but also the complex feelings involved .... the power exchanges for example; the incredible high Alfre’s submission gives me because I can feel it empowering us BOTH.

 So, if you think this sounds interesting, stick around as I am now going to get Alfre to introduce herself, but then I will endeavour to post about something that is happening for us now.

Hello

Hello and welcome to our new blog!

We are a loving lesbian couple who have a relationship which is rooted in domestic discipline. We are writing this blog is to share some of our experience and hopefully make some new like-minded friends. Some of the posts we will write together and sometimes we will write individually to give both the Top and Bottom perspectives on how discipline works in our relationship.

I know there are already so many sites out there which focus on DD, we hope that our experience will add something of value to those who have an interest in the subject. We intend to add some links here to the great sites which we visit regularly.

The look and feel of the blog will change over time as we get to grips with blogger and agree on design!

Look forward to meeting you and sharing our journey.