Never take it for granted

It's Monday morning.  The house is quiet and Mistress is in the bathroom getting ready to go to the office for the day.  There are some men working in the yard outside and we are busy with the things a normal couple does on a Monday morning. 

I had just handed Mistress a fresh cup of travel coffee for her trip to the office.  She had s few things in her arms and was leaning in to kiss me good bye when she suddenly set everything on the counter and said "oh, I almost forgot.  Let's get your spanking out of the way".  My involuntary response was "no, please".  Without batting an eyelash she said "Yes!  Let's go" and she pointed toward the bedroom. 

I knew I was due for a punishment spanking.  It was because I left the car a mess.  It being summer and the house always full of kids, she needed to delay the spanking until a suitable time could be found.  Apparently, now was that time.  She walked into the bedroom and a few seconds later I followed her in.  She was already in our closet (it's a huge walk-in closet which is where she likes to give punishments when the kids are in the house).  When she heard me come in she said, "lock the door and come in here." 

Her spontaneous declaration that the spanking would be now left me feeling regret and some fear.  There was no time to contemplate.  No time to think about what was about to happen because in a few seconds, it was about to happen.  When I walked in, there she in all of her magnificent, feminine glory.  She was fully dressed and ready to leave the house.  She was wearing a pretty dress that hugged her beautifully figure nicely, conservatively, yet still a little sexy.  She was wearing high heels and she had her arms crossed and was holding a paddle in her right hand.  Her spanking hand.

She pointed to the floor, told me to strip and to get on all fours.

There was nothing sexual about it.  I had disappointed my Mistress and it was necessary for her to correct that behavior. When I know I am about to be punished, even though I am NOT looking forward to receiving the paddle, I will often get an erection.  In the beginning, Mistress would sometimes think I was being disrespectful to her authority because I had an erection.  She thought then, that I thought it was all just a little sex game that I had convinced her to play with me.  I can't easily explain why I get an erection when I am about to be spanked (maybe a topic for another post someday), but I often do.  I did not have an erection this time. Nothing! I think it was because I was completely surprised and didn't have time to think about it, and was genuinely processing what was about to happen to me.  I thought about what I had done wrong.  I thought about how I had disappointed Mistress.  I thought about how this was going to hurt.  I was pouty in my head about .... "now Mistress?  really?  Now?"

Mistress me my spanking, and yes, it hurt.  She lectured me during about how she is determined to train me well enough that the need for these spankings will become less and less frequent.  When she was done, and with my ass on fire, she rubbed my red bottom with her tender hand and said "up".  I immediately rose to my feet, hands on my stingy ass when she said "I didn't say stand".  I knew to get to my knees.  When I did, she stepped toward me and allowed me to rest my head on her belly, hug her, tell her I was sorry for displeasing her and to thank her for my spanking.  It was at that moment when I began get hard.  After care!  After care always brings to some level of subspace, and I love to wallow in it.

There I was, kneeling before my Mistress, having just been paddled red.  She was stroking my head and asking me if I had a lesson.  She told me to stand, handed me her paddle and said he needed to get to the office. After I helped her to the car, kissed her goodbye, thanked her again for my spanking, I realized right then what a lucky man I was.  She started the car, put in reverse and told I would be wearing panties today.  Then she back out and off she went, me waiving goodbye in the driveway. 

I came back inside and stopped for a moment and thought ...... wow, I actually am living this life.  I am so much in love with my Wife, so genuinely so.  She accepted by gift of submission when I opened my heart to her in the beginning and asked her if she would.  She has grown, and continues to grow as the owner of my mind, my body, my soul and my sex.  Standing there, I put y hand to my neck as if to feel the collar she placed on me when she officially took me as hers in our ceremony.  A giant smile came over my face and the erection showed no signs of receding.

I will never take this life for granted.