Due to popular demand, here are some pictures of me from behind, climbing the stairs, showing my purse paddle "pursey". It was Evan's idea to take this picture like this, and I like how it turned out. You can imagine that Evan is about to get spanked, but in fact, he didn't get spanked immediately after he took this picture: that happened a while later.
You will all be happy to know that I am still making all the decisions in Evan's and my home life, and it's working great. He was very grouchy to me once recently, for no apparent reason, and I immediately took his pants down and spanked him when he behaved like this. He complained a lot that he didn't want to this spanking, because he was genuinely annoyed with me, but I insisted firmly, and he relented pretty quickly. I gave him a good paddling, and talked to him along the way about what was bothering him to make him act up in this way. Eventually he started telling me what was bothering him to make him act this way -- just life's related stresses at work -- and I made him feel better about those issues. Then I paddled him soundly for having taken it out on me. He didn't like it at all at the time, but he put up with it reasonably well, and he thanked me for it immediately afterwards.
I wish I had realized how to use this spanking tool years ago: I could have got rid of so much unnecessary stress in our marriage along the way. But no matter: we have many many good years left: I will make the most of them!
My best wishes to all,
|I am coming upstairs to spank you now, Evan.|
|You better have your pants down, with your hands on your head and your nose in the corner by the time that I get to our bedroom, Evan.|