Update: Scout and Jim

I'm sorry if the content has been a bit light around here this week. I must confess that I've been spending time with another man, and a rather young man at that. I'm working my way through the final Harry Potter book (please no one tell me!). But fear not, I'll be finished soon and back to my regular blogging schedule.

Do you remember our friend Scout? She successfully convinced her husband to try spanking her and they seemed to be off to a fine start. Now, two and a half months later, we have an update on their progress.

Jim and I cleared the biggest hurdle - convincing him I really wanted this. But, after only a couple of weeks, spanking became regular foreplay. We didn't have sex unless we spanked first. Interestingly, the more he spanked, the more sex we had! Jim described himself as "into it" very shortly after we began (surprise, surprise).

I noticed some things right away. First, I walked around "happy." I wasn't unhappy before, but I definitely felt "happy" after. I was getting what I wanted, we were having sex nearly daily, and it was all a good time. Also, I became way more productive, both for work and home responsibilities. I had focus. Shortly after we began spanking, I had to give a presentation and participate in a panel discussion in front of about 400 people. I want to be modest here, but I did really well, and still hear from my colleagues about it. Jim is in an allied field, and he heard about it - people were telling him it was a triumph for me and that I carried the day. I wanted to celebrate with a spanking of course; Jim was so new to it then that initially he said he couldn't spank me for doing something so well! He quickly got past that.

Then, one of life's unexpected and extraordinary events happened. Jim was gone for a few days, and then our whole family had to travel out of state. It was a stressful and sad time, and several days into it Jim had the wherewithal to break through it by administering a stress relief spanking, so far our first and only. I asked him later how he knew to do it, and he replied that he thought I was practically begging him to do it. He also said that I seem happier after a spanking, and he wanted me to feel happy again. He also said, "isn't it enough that I spank you? Do I have to analyze it, too?"

You talked early on about the role of humor. We definitely see the humor, and most spankings induce lots of laughter. Even the one for stress relief had its comic moments; Jim used the only implement he had on him, his hand, and it became reddened and sore, probably as much as my bottom. Did you know it's the spankee's job to retrieve ice from the hotel vending machine for her spanker's hand? Her own bottom is supposed to ache...

I marvel at the power of spanking to improve focus. There are probably millions of adult ADD'ers out there who could get off their pharmaceuticals and over someone's knee and be cured. When I noted my own improved focus, I enlisted Jim's special help in one area that's frustrated me over the last few years - my creeping weight. This is an area that's at least a bit fraught. No husband wants to be put in the position of telling his wife to lose weight, or that she's physically not pleasing to him. But, truth be told, I needed to take off a few, and he's a workout fanatic and in great shape himself. We talked a lot about our particular plan, and how we'd use spanking in it. It's not a diet, it's a lifestyle. He doesn't require me to do anything, or lose any amounts of weight. It's up to me to make choices, and when I feel myself losing interest or slipping somehow, I ask him for a diet spanking, to help me refocus. It's been working wonderfully well, as I've lost 10 pounds since mid-May. Perhaps I'll even get the nerve up to model a white bikini for him before the summer's out!

Spanking has improved lots of things between us. We are more open with each other. For instance, before spanking I would never have shown him the number on the scale, or asked him to help me in an area as sensitive as weight management. We are more playful. He is forever grabbing, patting, pinching and swatting my behind. He drums it if he's behind me going up the stairs.

Every spanking has been followed by lovemaking. We don't do DD, and we don't want to. But, something interesting is emerging. I think Pagan touched on it. If I say something snippy, in a little tiffy exchange with him, Jim will use it for motivation later. I have to remember that the object of some of my barbs is also the wielder of the paddle! One night, in our special closet, he puffed out his chest and said, "tonight I feel quite justified in doing what I'm about to do!" And what followed wasn't one of the lovely long warm-up numbers.

I can't imagine a better testimonial. Spanking can work and does work in many relationships. Convincing a vanilla partner can be a difficult proposition, but the rewards for success are sweet indeed.

Scout asked me to post her story in hopes that it will inspire other wives and girlfriends to consider the possibilities of living out their spanko dreams with the man they love. I know I feel inspired!

Thank you, Scout, for sharing your success.