Little Miss Lola && her Daddy
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The last few months have been tough on our D/s dynamic. We’ve both been busy, and it’s easy to fall back into old habits. When I’m not around to take care of girl, I feel less entitled to make demands of her. When I feel less entitled, I make fewer rules. When there are fewer rules, girl becomes accustomed to making decisions for herself. Some of them are bad decisions. I blame myself. I withdraw. The cycle repeats. I’m not proud of it. It’s easy to write about this life—it’s much more difficult to actually live it.
Last week was a perfect example. I was on two deadlines, busy as hell, and I asked girl to do two things. Just two. She failed to do both. I don’t blame her; she’s submissive. She doesn’t respond to demands. She responds to rules and consequences. Boundaries and support. Control and protection. Asking girl to do something when there is no perceived consequence gives her no thrill of success, no satisfaction of having done the right thing. In other words, demands are empty.
Last weekend, I vowed to restore the balance. On Friday night, I pulled girl into my arms.
“I haven’t been taking very good care of you,” I said.
“No, it’s me,” she said. “I was supposed to cook and wash dishes.”
“Hey,” I said. “I’m the one who sets the rules around here, and I’m the one who enforces them. If something goes wrong, it’s my responsibility. So, that changes as of right now. You’re going to be in bed by 11 all this week, and you’re going to cook and do the dishes when I ask, or I’m going to spank your ass.” She giggled. I put my hand on her ass. “I’m not kidding.”
She stopped giggling.
That was all it took. All weekend, she was cooking, cleaning, doing dishes unasked, and bringing me another beer before I had asked for one. In short, she was behaving correctly. Being the wife I’ve always wanted, and have worked hard to support.
On a normal weekday, I get up hours before girl does, so her bedtime is often after I’ve gone to sleep. I sensed that something was up last night, so I set an alarm for five minutes before her bedtime.
girl didn’t come to bed until 11:25. So, when she walked into the bedroom, I sat up, slid to the edge of the bed, and patted my lap. She groaned.
“I set bedtimes for your own good,” I said. “Don’t pretend I’m a tyrant. Now come here.” Her groan became a whine. It’s part of her brattiness—and I tolerate it. Some Dominants don’t, but I do. When girl is bratty or resistant, it’s simply an acknowledgment of my authority. She’s saying, “I don’t like this, but I’m submitting to it.” Frankly, it gets me kind of hot.
I took her over my knee, pinned her hands at the small of her back, hiked up her boy shorts, and spanked her ass once for every minute she was up past her bedtime. As I always do, I made her ask for the last two spanks. It’s my way of reminding her that she is complicit in her spanking. That, even though it’s unpleasant, it’s something she wants.
When I was finished, I fixed her panties and took her into my arms. We talked. We laughed. She was cuddly, warm, and compliant—in short, she was my girl again. She expressed gratitude—not for the spanking, I knew, but for the consistency. The support and authority I was standing up to provide. It wouldn’t have been the same if I hadn’t taken responsibility for the failures of the past month. I’m in charge—so I take the failures. But all the successes are hers.
Footnote: spanking girl arouses me beyond belief. I got almost NO sleep last night, because I went to bed unsatisfied. But I felt it was important not to sexualize this spanking. After a spanking, I almost always end up taking her—taking her very hard.This time, I just wanted her to feel safe, secure, and submissive, without the sexual undertones. I wanted to begin to reshape her emotional make up to remind her that not only can she rely on me, but that I’m in charge. That she is to defer to me. Trust me. Obey me.