<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469</id><updated>2012-01-22T22:09:32.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Husband Spankings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-1916814388178758816</id><published>2009-08-06T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:44:19.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SnufRxrF1fI/AAAAAAAAARc/7WnNVIbOoO4/s1600-h/freshly+spanked+bottom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367058508682745330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SnufRxrF1fI/AAAAAAAAARc/7WnNVIbOoO4/s320/freshly+spanked+bottom.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he masturbates and I don't think that by itself requires punishment unless I catch him doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I caught him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him he had five minutes to finish and then he was going over my knees for the paddle and then over the seat of the chair for the stick. I took the picture right after I finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I was done with his bottom, he got 30 strokes with the belt across his hands. I made him stand there with his underpants down and count very stroke on his palms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend SH says I should spank his penis but I think that's too harsh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-1916814388178758816?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/1916814388178758816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=1916814388178758816' title='51 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/1916814388178758816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/1916814388178758816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2009/08/caught.html' title='Caught'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SnufRxrF1fI/AAAAAAAAARc/7WnNVIbOoO4/s72-c/freshly+spanked+bottom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-4809457954964544350</id><published>2009-06-28T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T19:21:01.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Private</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352567752212526018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SkgkAvLWs8I/AAAAAAAAARM/GHq97IA3Sis/s320/Mom+spanks+M.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My mom has been here all week and I got spanked both yesterday and today. But all week she hasn't spanked my husband at all until early this evening. Unfortunately she decided to spank him in private. I hate it when they do that. I get a lot of pleasure out of watching him pull down his pants and underpants and go over one of their knees. I think having me witness him getting it makes it much harder for him to hold still. Plus I want to at least get a picture of him getting it (though I don't think it would be wise to try to photograph either of my parents when they're in that mood!).  So I had to sneak a picture. It's not very good, sorry. She put him over her knees first and then she took him in the spare bedroom and bent him over the pillows to get the stick. I waited until she was already started before I snuck downstairs with the camera. It doesn't show in the picture but he's got red stripe marks on his bottom from how hard she was hitting him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry too that this is so brief. When she's here I'd rather her not see me posting on the blog. Just what I need is another session with the belt! I'd much rather she blister my husband's behind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-4809457954964544350?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/4809457954964544350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=4809457954964544350' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/4809457954964544350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/4809457954964544350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-private.html' title='In Private'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SkgkAvLWs8I/AAAAAAAAARM/GHq97IA3Sis/s72-c/Mom+spanks+M.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-8405536872604860633</id><published>2009-06-03T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:21:44.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6986553fb0aea510" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6986553fb0aea510%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028898%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D520D0BD1AE204EAEA26195E8A273B8C39BB002D5.17702E18CDDE836549E5ECD447F7E402EF874D6D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6986553fb0aea510%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DN-9YjkcjzQYcA3lHXzU3ljidB40&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6986553fb0aea510%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028898%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D520D0BD1AE204EAEA26195E8A273B8C39BB002D5.17702E18CDDE836549E5ECD447F7E402EF874D6D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6986553fb0aea510%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DN-9YjkcjzQYcA3lHXzU3ljidB40&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;I'm ready to post again. I know it's been a long time. I was thinking that posting about my husband's spankings was not necessary actually. I thought I would focus on making sure the spankings HURT instead and that he was obeying my rules and getting punished when it was necessary. For a while I stopped the maintenance spankings twice a week because I didn't think they were teaching him any lesson.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f306d2d3a975b5a9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df306d2d3a975b5a9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028898%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72BB20D539612BE97649EF57AE6DDF8974B406E7.7DA31006429CAAB56524619936CE294410CE8B86%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df306d2d3a975b5a9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DydiWMQmG_Ci4ZR9RRIs02TT8_pQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df306d2d3a975b5a9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028898%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72BB20D539612BE97649EF57AE6DDF8974B406E7.7DA31006429CAAB56524619936CE294410CE8B86%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df306d2d3a975b5a9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DydiWMQmG_Ci4ZR9RRIs02TT8_pQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;But today we received the new mortgage statement and I found out that LAST MONTH'S didn't get paid. Guess who didn't get it done? That merits a spanking for sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't need to explain his spanking. You can see it for yourself here. When he got home, I had not planned to record it. Instead, I told him to pull his jeans down and bend over the back of the couch. When I came back from getting the belt, stick, and paddle, his underpants were unacceptable. They were boxers and had the pillsbury doughboy on them. So I sent him to change his underpants and while he was doing that, I set up two cameras in the storage room and decided he would go over my knees instead. My new camera works better than the old one and records a little longer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had a discussion with him while he was bent over the couch about getting a spanking from someone else as punishment. He apparently did ask someone he knows, but she told him she would feel too guilty to spank him properly. I told him to ask her again and that in the meantime I would be posting his spanking on this site and seeing about finding someone to spank him on my own.  I told him I bet I would get volunteers here who would take him right over their knees. THAT got his attention. He said he would ask her again but I bet she won't do it still.  We'll see if *I* can find someone instead if she doesn't agree. I think it's about time he started taking his spankings more seriously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-8405536872604860633?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6986553fb0aea510&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f306d2d3a975b5a9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/8405536872604860633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=8405536872604860633' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/8405536872604860633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/8405536872604860633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-6370933644199211908</id><published>2009-01-18T17:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:48:46.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multiple spankings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SXPa2NURp6I/AAAAAAAAAQs/yRwAYuezbLk/s1600-h/Dad+giving+M+the+stick.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292814611912959906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SXPa2NURp6I/AAAAAAAAAQs/yRwAYuezbLk/s320/Dad+giving+M+the+stick.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SXPbAFA4MEI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/A_VpySV8gr0/s1600-h/mirror+spanking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292814781482807362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SXPbAFA4MEI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/A_VpySV8gr0/s320/mirror+spanking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SXPauQZUeiI/AAAAAAAAAQk/O7UXNKohnSU/s1600-h/in+the+corner+afterwards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292814475300469282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SXPauQZUeiI/AAAAAAAAAQk/O7UXNKohnSU/s320/in+the+corner+afterwards.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A quick entry since I've been slammed this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time I could get the camera, my parents were well on their way to tanning my husband's behind last week, so I just stayed in the hall and took a quick photo for the sake of the blog. Sorry about that whole white balance thing. I was in kind of a hurry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The photo I took of him in the mirror of the guestroom was after his spanking yesterday.  I thought it had some artistry to it. I can't imagine if photos of the same bottom getting spanked every week is interesting, so I feel like I should be doing some thing creative for some reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last one is me. This isn't last week's photo that my husband took of my dad spanking me, I haven't decided to post that yet, but SH and I were talking about corner time and how useful it is or isn't. I said, I get it every time my parents spanked me. So here's a photo of me after one of my spankings a while back when they parked me in the corner after they were done with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry it's not longer. More next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-6370933644199211908?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/6370933644199211908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=6370933644199211908' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6370933644199211908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6370933644199211908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2009/01/multiple-spankings.html' title='Multiple spankings'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SXPa2NURp6I/AAAAAAAAAQs/yRwAYuezbLk/s72-c/Dad+giving+M+the+stick.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-1277604758023719316</id><published>2009-01-10T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T12:31:26.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Spanking</title><content type='html'>I think my husband has given up his attempts at silence when I blister his bottom as you will definitely hear this time. I had a lot of reasons to spank him since he was on a business trip for his Wednesday spanking, he was due for his Saturday maintenance spanking, and he didn't get the dishes done as he knew he was supposed to for the third night in a row ever since he got back. So I sent him to get the stick, the bathbrush, and the belt while I put a chair in the kitchen and set up the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9467ffd5d6dd6132" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9467ffd5d6dd6132%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028898%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B8F849EB5C8C48D685DDDFE49843A4FD62707D9.6C19FB3E2A3D2FCA2FF5DA2139A47EE304E6F166%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9467ffd5d6dd6132%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrAQyyKPDNq4GXslsNbE08bvACvo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9467ffd5d6dd6132%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028898%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B8F849EB5C8C48D685DDDFE49843A4FD62707D9.6C19FB3E2A3D2FCA2FF5DA2139A47EE304E6F166%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9467ffd5d6dd6132%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrAQyyKPDNq4GXslsNbE08bvACvo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I only have about two minutes when I beat him on camera, I made sure it counted and that he knew exactly what he was to do in order to not get it worse off camera. I told him it was 20 strokes of each unless he didn't obey my instructions, in which case he'd get 30 more as a separate spanking afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was finished using the belt, I had him do the dishes by hand instead of loading the dishwasher, and I took a picture of him standing at the sink with his behind good and red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289765144793892242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SWkFX3CuxZI/AAAAAAAAAQc/gE2Apl7CwZ4/s320/kitchen+spanking+afterwards.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I've gotten good ideas from comments for next Wednesday's maintenance spanking but we'll have to see what happens. Unfortunately, my parents are coming later today, and my mom has been suggesting since Christmas that we both could use a session over their knees for a minor thing that happened at church. Here's the biggest problem in believing in spanking as a means of punishment: you have to accept it when someone in authority over YOU decides you need it too. It makes my stomach knot to think I might be bending over my mom or dad's lap with my underpanties down to get a beating with the belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet it's that same knot my husband felt when I took him into the kitchen a little while ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-1277604758023719316?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9467ffd5d6dd6132&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/1277604758023719316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=1277604758023719316' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/1277604758023719316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/1277604758023719316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2009/01/kitchen-spanking.html' title='Kitchen Spanking'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SWkFX3CuxZI/AAAAAAAAAQc/gE2Apl7CwZ4/s72-c/kitchen+spanking+afterwards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-6335169651488368653</id><published>2009-01-01T19:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:40:58.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Spankings</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286528946464461922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SV2GEUzVlGI/AAAAAAAAAQU/U_PXMFFlvTw/s320/SH7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SV2GAdNZAqI/AAAAAAAAAQM/g8peI7Xhqdg/s1600-h/SH6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SV2GAdNZAqI/AAAAAAAAAQM/g8peI7Xhqdg/s1600-h/SH6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286528880001745570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SV2GAdNZAqI/AAAAAAAAAQM/g8peI7Xhqdg/s320/SH6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SV2GAdNZAqI/AAAAAAAAAQM/g8peI7Xhqdg/s1600-h/SH6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SV2GAdNZAqI/AAAAAAAAAQM/g8peI7Xhqdg/s1600-h/SH6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay let's get down to business. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The season has been so busy that I haven't posted much about my husband's spankings but that doesn't mean he hasn't been getting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd first post some pictures I still have left over from when I spanked him over at SH's house a while ago. I know it embarrasses him to remember her taking pictures and talking to me while I beat his bare bottom with her ruler. It's also really different to have someone else taking pictures of you administering a good spanking than if you take the pictures yourself or set the camera up to record because you don't have to think about it--you just concentrate of blistering the behind over your knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SV2F7yxT_QI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UDQ4KcbD4uY/s1600-h/SH5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286528799890210050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SV2F7yxT_QI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UDQ4KcbD4uY/s320/SH5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SV2F2uTdnEI/AAAAAAAAAP8/uZ82A47bwtU/s1600-h/enema+after+spanking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286528712791923778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SV2F2uTdnEI/AAAAAAAAAP8/uZ82A47bwtU/s320/enema+after+spanking.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the new pictures that I took are from the last week and a half. On New Year's Eve, I administered the first enema punishment he's ever had and he BAWLED. First I had him pull down his pajama bottoms and his underpants to get the bathbrush (which reddened his behind good) while he stood with his hands on the toilet seat. Then I made him kneel in front of the toilet while I filled up the enema bag and put that nozzle in his little bottomhole. The begging was almost instantaneous, even faster than when I put the ice cube on his butthole to punish him. I was going to continue his beating but I've never punished him with an enema before so I didn't think I should let myself get distracted by spanking him. I read about punishing with an enema before I did it, so I knew how long to make him hold it.  I don't know though. It certainly embarrassed him but I don't think embarrassment is as much a punishment as a sore bottom is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SV2Fqo4HyFI/AAAAAAAAAPs/vvqS_DJ9gJY/s1600-h/suspended+panty+spanking+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286528505176639570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SV2Fqo4HyFI/AAAAAAAAAPs/vvqS_DJ9gJY/s320/suspended+panty+spanking+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SV2Fxc4xboI/AAAAAAAAAP0/95nrRslFT48/s1600-h/suspended+panty+spanking+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286528622217227906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SV2Fxc4xboI/AAAAAAAAAP0/95nrRslFT48/s320/suspended+panty+spanking+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good form of embarrasssment would be his Christmas Eve spanking. Yes, I punished him Christmas Eve (I forgot that his Wednesday spanking fell on Christmas Eve. I thought it was Christmas Day for a long time!). We have a suspended wall between the entranceway and the dining area, so I made him bend over it for a underpanties spanking but first he had to wait while I went to get the camera. He laid over it with his feet and arms dangling for a good half hour before I finally whipped him. It had been a long day for him, waiting for me to decide when and where his discipline would take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286528408756128706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SV2FlBrri8I/AAAAAAAAAPk/hBI4xbJhrxc/s320/Red+on+red.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I put him over the edge of the footrest in the living room for a hairbrush spanking on Saturday afternoon and I had not intended to take a picture but I thought the redness of his behind and the redness of the footrest went so well together that it was worth the picture. I had just stopped a few minutes earlier so he was still sobbing when I took this picture. He got cornertime afterward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's on a business trip this week so I won't be spanking him until next weekend, but I think I'll shoot another video then. Since I have to spank him anyway, I'm open to suggestions for implements or position. I personally prefer him over my knees because he's so much more obedient that way. Anyone have thoughts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-6335169651488368653?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/6335169651488368653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=6335169651488368653' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6335169651488368653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6335169651488368653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2009/01/lots-of-spankings.html' title='Lots of Spankings'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SV2GEUzVlGI/AAAAAAAAAQU/U_PXMFFlvTw/s72-c/SH7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-157569618991023598</id><published>2008-12-18T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:03:20.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, He Got It...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;...in the park, as I promised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He didn't get it bare bottom, of course. I'm severe but I'm not crazy. In the back of Frontierland is a pretty secluded area where there aren't any rides at all. The park was also pretty empty because of the rain and the cold so I took him back there and when I felt sure there wasn't anyone around, I sat down on a bench and called him over to my lap. You should have seen the look on his face and how fast he looked around for witnesses when I took the hairbrush out of my purse and told him to get his jeans down. He tried to beg out of it, and so I said, "You want it with your underpants down for disobeying me?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was NOT pleased to see boxer shorts when he pulled his pants down. The rules are white underpants ONLY on spanking days and he knows it. That alone would have earned him a trip over my knees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SUrUtMEb5bI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OLIukw2HznM/s1600-h/hotel+room+spanking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281267385844360626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SUrUtMEb5bI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OLIukw2HznM/s320/hotel+room+spanking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was very aware of how loud a spanking is when I was disciplining him over my lap right there in the park. Every time I brought the hairbrush down on his behind, it sounded like a firecracker to me. He kept his hands on the ground and his butt in position, so I gave him about thirty good hard swats. He didn't cry. I think he was worried someone would hear him! I was even thinking about going ahead and taking down his underpants but decided to take him back to the room for the bare bottom part of his spanking. I did pull them down long enough to see how red he was, but then I pulled them back up again before anyone came along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the hotel room I made him bend over the chair from the desk while I got out the camera. I didn't have enough memory to record it but I got a good photo of him waiting for me to blister his seat with the belt. I made him stay that way for a good twenty minutes while I went and got an ice cube from the machine in the hall. First he got the belt on his bare bottom, then he went over my knees for a session with the ice cube and then I dug out a pair of my dirty underpanties from the suitcase to make him wear since he didn't bring white underpants with him. I made him wear them the rest of the day and to bed that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that we're back, it's back to his Wednesday and Saturday spankings. I haven't decided yet if I really should spank him on Christmas Day next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone else have thoughts on this? And since it's Christmas, how severe should I be if I decide he still needs a spanking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-157569618991023598?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/157569618991023598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=157569618991023598' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/157569618991023598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/157569618991023598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/12/yes-he-got-it.html' title='Yes, He Got It...'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SUrUtMEb5bI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OLIukw2HznM/s72-c/hotel+room+spanking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-6517198047081516128</id><published>2008-12-14T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T15:22:28.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland spanking</title><content type='html'>We are leaving for Disneyland in a few hours, and in all the Christmas activity (we went to see the Nutcracker last night), I did not administer his Saturday night spanking. I intended to. In the car on the way home, I had him lower his pants so when we pulled in to the garage, I could make him bend over the back of the seat and use my hand on the seat of his underpants. So all the way home, he sat with his pants at his ankles, his underpants showing, knowing he was going to get it soon. But when we got home, I was too tired, so I let him pull them up and told him we'd do it today.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SUWU_1Z2tCI/AAAAAAAAALA/dGzymL3qO2w/s1600-h/disney+spanking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279789962549965858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SUWU_1Z2tCI/AAAAAAAAALA/dGzymL3qO2w/s320/disney+spanking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to leave for Disneyland, and he still hasn't had his bottom beaten. He's not getting out of it, though. I didn't have the bravery to spank him in Disney World in August but this time, I will make sure he gets a session over my knees in the park. I will wait to bare him back in the room but he will get a good hand spanking on his pants, maybe even on his underpants, in the park itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture is from Pinnochio. Clearly Walt Disney thought a sore bottom wasn't a bad thing either!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-6517198047081516128?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/6517198047081516128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=6517198047081516128' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6517198047081516128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6517198047081516128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/12/disneyland-spanking.html' title='Disneyland spanking'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SUWU_1Z2tCI/AAAAAAAAALA/dGzymL3qO2w/s72-c/disney+spanking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-4841571332944395143</id><published>2008-12-10T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:07:00.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early spanking</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c388db421c0e781c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc388db421c0e781c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028898%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C9931751C15A59B63D918128AD0644E0B331A21.7F0A475D489E0D81960E53776456E8654D076B85%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc388db421c0e781c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-6jX86pzHMI7TCAS5xweiqWUiFg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc388db421c0e781c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028898%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C9931751C15A59B63D918128AD0644E0B331A21.7F0A475D489E0D81960E53776456E8654D076B85%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc388db421c0e781c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-6jX86pzHMI7TCAS5xweiqWUiFg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Instead of waiting until after I get home tonight, I administered his spanking today before he went to work this morning. He knew it was coming because I told him to go get the stick, the paddle, and the camera for me. I think a sore bottom at work during the day will be good for him. I also discovered that an early morning spanking has a greater effect on him in terms of how much it hurts. I got a much more instant reaction by spanking harder right away and making him bend over my knees in the storage room before the day starts. I have not decided yet if he will get a maintenance spanking when I get home tonight (I love that expression, maintenance spanking, which I was just reminded of in a comment from Dan) because even though this morning's was for punishment (he was VERY late getting home last night), he still needs that maintenance spanking for not yet obeying me about getting a spanking from someone else. We'll see. For now, I hope his little behind is sore at work today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-4841571332944395143?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c388db421c0e781c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/4841571332944395143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=4841571332944395143' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/4841571332944395143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/4841571332944395143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/12/early-spanking.html' title='Early spanking'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-8554633508070013036</id><published>2008-11-01T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:07:57.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-bedtime spankings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e860589efa1c737f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc92b30330a918fc3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028898%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8352AF1090351DCE1C96B5CBFCB8F86F418FC1A2.BA4CA02A6E28BC2F97446C0F69709BAC6A7F38D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc92b30330a918fc3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DODvjt02X0C9IxbUfwTkwUN6Vpuo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He has just been sent to bed at 9:00. We went from over my knees in the spare bedroom with the belt to over the back of the couch with the stick. His behind was pretty red when I was done, so I think he's had enough for tonight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have given quite a few spankings lately. My god-daughter's mother was so excited to hear that I believe in spanking so when my god-daughter was here, her mother encouraged me to let her have it. A 15 year old is not so excited you can imagine but she ended up getting her behind spanked pretty good by the time I was done. She wasn't very obedient at first and wouldn't take her jeans down or bend over my knees.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My husband is still getting his Wednesday and Saturday spankings on schedule. SH asked me if I enjoy spanking him. I don't know if that's the right word. I feel like it's necessary and I guess I get some pleasure out of seeing him be obedient and bend over my knees so embarrassed to be punished. When I pull his underpants down and start spanking his bare butt I feel like I'm giving him what he deserves. SH also asked me how I feel when my parents come to visit and I end up getting spanked by them. I guess I feel I deserve it most of the time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess I think that spanking is a good answer to punishment instead of fighting or yelling. I don't yell when I spank even when I am being extremely strict. I might hit him harder but I don't yell. When I spanked my god-daughter, I ended up spanking pretty hard too and it was very different to spank a teenage girl over my lap with her bottom bared than it is to spank my husband. More about this later. I am going to go check and make sure the light is out. If he's reading instead of in bed with the light out, I will REALLY blister his behind until he can't sit down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-8554633508070013036?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c92b30330a918fc3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e860589efa1c737f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/8554633508070013036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=8554633508070013036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/8554633508070013036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/8554633508070013036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/11/pre-bedtime-spankings.html' title='Pre-bedtime spankings'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-6124621136626303972</id><published>2008-10-13T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T19:05:25.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottom Blistering</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256823532054960178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SPP9JosM2DI/AAAAAAAAAKw/4rtlcL1UanA/s320/blistered+bottom.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SPP9UbHLIHI/AAAAAAAAAK4/XRZj1h2tTNI/s1600-h/bedroom+beating.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256823717388558450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SPP9UbHLIHI/AAAAAAAAAK4/XRZj1h2tTNI/s320/bedroom+beating.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I haven't written in a while but his spankings have continued. He still hasn't arranged a spanking with someone else, so his twice a week spankings are going to need to hurt more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to spank him in the bedroom because I don't want him to ever get the idea that this is sexual. It's not. I spank him to punish him. But yesterday I broke the time rules and bent him over for the paddle until he was bawling from a blistered bottom. I made him bend over the back of the chair with his butt bared and then I whipped him good and hard. I guess most spankings are the same if you just pull down their pants and underpants, put them over your knees or make them bend over, and then proceed to spank them until they cry. I took his underpants away for the rest of the day and night, too. I think these spankings are starting to make an impression on him. Next weekend our goddaughter will be here, so we'll see if he needs that Saturday spanking after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-6124621136626303972?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/6124621136626303972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=6124621136626303972' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6124621136626303972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6124621136626303972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/10/bottom-blistering.html' title='Bottom Blistering'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SPP9JosM2DI/AAAAAAAAAKw/4rtlcL1UanA/s72-c/blistered+bottom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-2744567718273254159</id><published>2008-09-14T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:26:08.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest hairbrushing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3965540bfdb30c8f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3965540bfdb30c8f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028898%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BE39A36769E79282909A7B8D780EC9E213DAAD0.274CAA11592017AD4C66C355B81CBE648AC1B342%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3965540bfdb30c8f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDppA008fUwUjaXbvYBs6TWMO_zo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3965540bfdb30c8f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028898%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BE39A36769E79282909A7B8D780EC9E213DAAD0.274CAA11592017AD4C66C355B81CBE648AC1B342%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3965540bfdb30c8f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDppA008fUwUjaXbvYBs6TWMO_zo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's been over a month since the last time I posted which means my husband has been spanked at least eight times since then.  Every Wednesday and every Saturday he receives a bare bottom spanking until I feel he's had enough.  I have been severe with him and not so severe, I think. This is yesterday's Saturday spanking with my hand and the hairbrush. This was a harder video to get because I had to transfer it through different cameras to get it but I think you can still see the redness in his seat as I use the brush on him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will keep posting but I haven't seen very much feedback. If you are reading I would like to know. Do you want more details about what he gets? I think blogging his punishments from time to time is a good idea but only if someone is seeing them. Otherwise it's just a private spanking for him and I am trying to be more severe than that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me know what you think, please.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-2744567718273254159?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3965540bfdb30c8f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/2744567718273254159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=2744567718273254159' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/2744567718273254159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/2744567718273254159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/09/latest-hairbrushing.html' title='Latest hairbrushing'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-5285714725235718224</id><published>2008-08-10T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T17:54:18.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Sore Behinds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SJ-KVf0bvAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/bXZAsdBhRjc/s1600-h/caned+in+panties.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233053393951112194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SJ-KVf0bvAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/bXZAsdBhRjc/s320/caned+in+panties.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233053493358202578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SJ-KbSI7jtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/1t5-CFVE-gM/s320/caning+in+panties,+in+the+corner.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These are from yesterday's Saturday spanking. More about that in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I went to SH's house last Sunday to witness her husband getting his first semi public spanking. She pulled out all the stops for this, and he learned a good lesson. She told him at one point that he was going to have to bend over my knees too and you should have heard the begging begin. She whipped him with the ruler first while he was over her lap and then she brought out the paddle. I couldn't believe how hard she hit his bottom with it! She didn't care that he was embarrassed either. She made him pull down his underpants in front of me and then she dragged him by the hand over to me and said, "Get over her knees right now! You're going to get the worst spanking of your life, mister!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know if I gave him THAT bad of a spanking but I gave it to him pretty hard. SH can't use the belt when her husband is over her knees, but I can, so I gave him a good dose of thet belt. It was very different from spanking my husband because I was very much aware of his penis pressed against my thighs and that I could see his bared butt. I don't think I could have given him an icecube punishment for instance. But I don't think he noticed the difference once I started punishing him though. He was crying when she and I were done with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own husband's spankings continue on Wednesdays and Saturdays. Wednesday was a bedtime spanking so no pictures. I sent him to bed, then got the paddle and came in, made him pull down his pajamas and underpants, and while he was lying on his back, hold his legs up in the air so I could spank his butt. I told him if his legs came down he would get a spanking outside for the neighbors to hear. He held them up until I was finished punishing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I put a chair by the deck with the sliding glass door open. Then I marched him to the bedroom, made him put on a pair of flowered panties, and over my knees he went for the paddle.  Then I made him go get the stick and bend over the back of the chair so I can blister his behind with that. It took a while for me to feel he'd had enough, and I'm sure the neighbors heard at least something coming from our house that sounded like a good hard spanking being administered on the bare seat. Finally, down came the panties and he had to kneel in the corner for half an hour to think about what I keep telling him to do. If he gets a spanking from someone else who hasn't ever spanked him before, this will all end. Until then, he's going to spend a lot of time feeling my hand, brush, paddle, belt, and stick across his bottom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-5285714725235718224?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/5285714725235718224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=5285714725235718224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/5285714725235718224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/5285714725235718224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-sore-behinds.html' title='More Sore Behinds'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SJ-KVf0bvAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/bXZAsdBhRjc/s72-c/caned+in+panties.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-7767518567493469033</id><published>2008-08-03T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T08:10:33.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick and Belt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-343d96d18cfed35d" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db8524ce799d584e2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028898%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7C11CBACDB2570C83A593F96C12B0724AD57D0F9.6D00E9BAC03220056475025597E16070347D0D7C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db8524ce799d584e2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjeAE9RhNLTD8ICzeMFtP0XMlOXY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His Saturday spanking. First, pants down over my lap for the stick. I bared his bottom to make it hurt more, but he didn't cry at all, he just jumped around while I was hitting him. But the belt works better. I let him up from over my knees, and took him downstairs to bend over the table to get the rest of what he deserved. You can hear him gasping when he starts feeling the pain from the swats with the belt. After, I made him change into panties and kneel in the corner for half an hour. That's it until Wednesday when he'll get it again if he doesn't obey me and get a spanking from someone else as punishment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm headed to SH's shortly to witness her husband getting his own bottom whipped.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-7767518567493469033?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=343d96d18cfed35d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b8524ce799d584e2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/7767518567493469033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=7767518567493469033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7767518567493469033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7767518567493469033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/08/stick-and-belt.html' title='Stick and Belt'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-2466920920119808454</id><published>2008-08-02T06:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:53.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready for Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SJRmFfIfq6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/huKCzBA8-cU/s1600-h/gettng+ready.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229917311726496674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SJRmFfIfq6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/huKCzBA8-cU/s320/gettng+ready.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My camera's battery is charging so that when he goes over my knees later today for the stick and then the belt, you can see it and hear it too.  Tomorrow before I leave for SH's, I will post both videos of his punishments. We'll see if this motivates him to obey me about getting a spanking from someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Wednesday's spanking with the stick, I made him pull his underpants down and kneel in the corner until bedtime, then I took him in the bedroom for another session with the stick before he was sent to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SH plans to blister her own husband's behind tomorrow and I am going to go witness it. She has never spanked him in front of anyone so I'm sure he'll be embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know how that goes when I post my husband's spankings tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-2466920920119808454?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/2466920920119808454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=2466920920119808454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/2466920920119808454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/2466920920119808454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/08/getting-ready-for-saturday.html' title='Getting Ready for Saturday'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SJRmFfIfq6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/huKCzBA8-cU/s72-c/gettng+ready.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-8745162885024506947</id><published>2008-07-30T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:53.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesdays and Saturdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SJEMtGr3XAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/_wQORiclB9I/s1600-h/SH4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228974611382098946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SJEMtGr3XAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/_wQORiclB9I/s320/SH4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two days a week he will now be getting his bottom spanked until further notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight will be the third spanking he has received "on schedule" as I am thinking of it. Last Wednesday I told him that it was unacceptable that he had disobeyed me about getting someone else to spank him as punishment, and so now he will receive two a week until he does so. Then I made him drop his jeans and underpants and bend over the edge of the table to get the belt across his bare behind. He didn't cry, though I gave him a good 50 swats and made sure he went to bed with a red sore butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday last weekend, I put him over my knees for almost half an hour, spanking and lecturing about how this is going to go on until he starts obeying me. I was bringing my hand down pretty hard on his butt in the end. I made him stand up and pull down his underpants at one point, and I made him stand there with his privates showing while I lectured him because I knew he was embarrassed. Finally I put him back over my lap and went back to reddening that bottom. My hand got so sore from spanking him that I am sure his butt was still sore the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight when my show is over at 10:00, he will go over my knees again to get the stick this time. The last two times he hasn't cried so I'm not going to give him a warmup spanking--he's just going to bend over and get it good and hard on his underpants, then I'm going to pull his underpants down and blister his bare butt until I see tears. I'm sitting here with my laptop and he's downstairs thinking about what's going to happen to him in about half an hour. If he is on his computer and logs on he'll see this and know what he's in for. You'd better start obeying me, mister, or you're going to spend a lot more nights waiting to get dragged over my knees for a childish whipping, do you understand? Take a look at that picture from SH's when I was pulling your underpants down to bare you in front of her. That's what you'll get this weekend if you don't do as your told.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-8745162885024506947?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/8745162885024506947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=8745162885024506947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/8745162885024506947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/8745162885024506947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/07/wednesdays-and-saturdays.html' title='Wednesdays and Saturdays'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SJEMtGr3XAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/_wQORiclB9I/s72-c/SH4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-8003178049663657535</id><published>2008-07-08T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:01:14.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ff777b35db7f078b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dff777b35db7f078b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028898%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D189D8B21693C1DEA5432BBA26260FF5F512881C4.1A1370110DB928005BEC0625DFECA0723D155CA5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dff777b35db7f078b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKyhHH_QWF7B29ZSXFVHR__Ytp9w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dff777b35db7f078b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028898%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D189D8B21693C1DEA5432BBA26260FF5F512881C4.1A1370110DB928005BEC0625DFECA0723D155CA5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dff777b35db7f078b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKyhHH_QWF7B29ZSXFVHR__Ytp9w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Two minutes is not enough time to make him cry from a spanking, especially when he knows I'm recording it as part of his punishment this week. So when the recording time ran out on the digital camera I was far from done beating his behind and he had hardly made a sound, mostly because he was ashamed that I was videoing it. Still, you get the idea. By the time I was finished punishing him his butt was even redder than here. He squirms a lot when I swat him hard enough. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't plan to punish him at all tonight since I skipped it last night because I gave him an alternative to getting a whipping every day this week, but he decided he was too embarrassed to do it. I told him if he got a spanking from someone else, even a mild spanking, he could be excused from the rest of the spankings I intended to give him. But he was too embarrassed to ask anyone so now its back over my knees he goes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I told him he has a week to change his attitude but until then, I will give him a spanking each day because of leaving the garage door open and having someone break into my car. I bet he learns his lesson by the time THIS week is done. I would feel sorry for him, but he earned this and he knows he deserves it. That's why he is very obedient to go over my knees even when he knows he's getting the paddle good and hard. Like tonight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, time to let him out of the corner and get to bed. I bet even a swat from my hand to tell him he can pull up his underpants will make his bottom hurt now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-8003178049663657535?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ff777b35db7f078b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/8003178049663657535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=8003178049663657535' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/8003178049663657535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/8003178049663657535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/07/two-minutes.html' title='Two Minutes'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-1474659567918439400</id><published>2008-07-06T13:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:54.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanking at a Friend's House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SHEpsSXEdoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/poKkXFGNJkE/s1600-h/SH1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219999283918698114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SHEpsSXEdoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/poKkXFGNJkE/s320/SH1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let me tell you what a weekend my husband has had or maybe more precisely what a weekend my husband's behind has had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday afternoon was the first time I needed to spank him, for leaving the garage door open overnight Friday. Guess whose car got burglarized? So guess whose bottom got beaten? I took him out in the garage and put him over my knees to get the stick. I didn't make him pull down his underpants though because the garage door was open and I didn't actually want the neighbors to see his bare bottom. His underpants was enough for them to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SHErl1ZzoKI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/kQ6PEpZe82s/s1600-h/SH2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220001372089589922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SHErl1ZzoKI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/kQ6PEpZe82s/s320/SH2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was risky though because my parents were here, and I probably should have waited to spank him after they left. My parents have discovered the "joys" of spanking, I can tell, because sure enough they know I'm beating him. (I did it in the garage so they wouldn't see or hear but my mom heard anyway.) I've already had some very intense exchanges with them over this anyway, so you can imagine how badly it went. They completely agreed that he deserved some kind of punishment for the garage door and so what happened? My dad put each of us over the back of the couch with our pants down (me with my skirt up) to get his belt on our underpants and then my mom put each of us over her knees with our underpants/panties down to get the hairbrush. My dad really knows how to use his belt to get his point across and being bared over my mom's lap was pretty embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SHEtcJiw_bI/AAAAAAAAAKA/DHPKY_q3Szc/s1600-h/SH3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220003404720438706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SHEtcJiw_bI/AAAAAAAAAKA/DHPKY_q3Szc/s320/SH3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I took him to SH's house, which was an unpleasant surprise for him. Because of other things he's been doing lately I had planned to spank him in front of SH while she took pictures for this blog. He was extremely embarrassed when he found out what was going to happen but I made him get over my knees anyway. SH gave me the ruler she uses sometimes on her hubby and then she took a good collection of photos that I plan to use on this blog for a while. He got the ruler and my hand on his underpants and on his bare behind. He got a spanking from SH, which I witnessed. And I got pix to share here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's in the corner now while I consider whether or not I'm done punishing him for the day. I think he needs a spanking each day before work to remind him to close the door on his way out. I'm open to suggestions about how to discipline him. I'm extremely upset about the garage thing but frankly I've thought he needed a good spanking for a while now, so it was good to vent some frustration on his behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-1474659567918439400?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/1474659567918439400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=1474659567918439400' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/1474659567918439400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/1474659567918439400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/07/spanking-at-friends-house.html' title='Spanking at a Friend&apos;s House'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SHEpsSXEdoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/poKkXFGNJkE/s72-c/SH1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-7174116334371070297</id><published>2008-06-25T16:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:54.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, Two Months...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SGLOa8_Gb_I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/QbJoXbd1VmE/s1600-h/hotel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215958280891166706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SGLOa8_Gb_I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/QbJoXbd1VmE/s320/hotel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I have spanked him since then. We went on vacation to Disneyland last month and I ended up needing to spank him in the hotel room (and I took a picture after he was bent over the chair to get the belt). I had swatted him four or five times while we were still in the park before taking him back for the belt but I just wasn't quite brave enough to put him over my lap while we were actually IN the park. I sat down on a bench and told him to bend over, but even he could obey or argue I decided we'd get kicked out. So I took him back to the room to get it instead. And you should have heard him beg me not to take his picture this time. I have no idea why he protested so much more this time than other times, but I did it anyway. He needs to learn a lot about obeying me, I say. And then I didn't post it until now because I have been so busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But today it was time to spank him again, and since I was going to blog about it anyway I decided to add the picture from Disneyland. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had him come home from work early so we could get this over with. If I wait until before bed to do it, he will get it much worse because I have all that time to get angrier about why I'm punishing him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess sometimes when I think about it most spankings are the same, really. Today I took him in the kitchen, pulled out a chair, and made him drop his jeans. I sat down, yanked his underpants down to bare him, and forced him over my lap. Then he got the wooden spoon on his bare bottom for a long time, many swats until he was extremely red and begging for me to stop. Then I had him stand up, get me an ice cube, and bend back over for the rest of his punishment. I gave him the ice cube for two solid minutes and then the remainder of his spanking with my hand. I think sometimes it's better to end with my hand because it lets me feel how hot his bottom is and decide if he needs a more severe continuance of the punishment. Today, he sobbed and begged and my hand was enough. I made him stay over my knees for a long time afterward to get lectured because I know the position is embarrassing for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-7174116334371070297?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/7174116334371070297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=7174116334371070297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7174116334371070297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7174116334371070297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/06/wow-two-months.html' title='Wow, Two Months...'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SGLOa8_Gb_I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/QbJoXbd1VmE/s72-c/hotel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-8112904092911964408</id><published>2008-04-20T14:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:54.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home but Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAuysoZyrlI/AAAAAAAAAJI/LcP9Mf7ZWm8/s1600-h/post-tampon+spanking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191439475304214098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAuysoZyrlI/AAAAAAAAAJI/LcP9Mf7ZWm8/s320/post-tampon+spanking.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home from Vegas. Too tired to spank him today, though he deserves it. You should see this house. I'll make sure he gets it sometime tonight so he goes to bed sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the photo of him after the spanking last week when I put the tampon in him for the day. I think the photo of him with his bottomcheeks spread to show it is too graphic so just the results of the spanking will have to do. You can see the cord at least. And you can see how red he is. Good spanking with the stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let you know if I spank him today or not. Haven't decided yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-8112904092911964408?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/8112904092911964408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=8112904092911964408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/8112904092911964408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/8112904092911964408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/04/home-but-tired.html' title='Home but Tired'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAuysoZyrlI/AAAAAAAAAJI/LcP9Mf7ZWm8/s72-c/post-tampon+spanking.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-508554994823075339</id><published>2008-04-16T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:54.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update before Leaving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAa4iccgTEI/AAAAAAAAAJA/kWEVFEhRwFM/s1600-h/office+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190038522481888322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAa4iccgTEI/AAAAAAAAAJA/kWEVFEhRwFM/s320/office+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bullet-point summary of his punishments today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*No pink panties before work today during inspection. "The Tampax tampons are in the bathroom. Go get me one and get ready to be severely punished." Jeans down, underpants down to bare his bottom, dragged begging over my lap, I pull those buttcheeks apart and into his little brown hole goes the tampon. No lubricant, just push it all the way up inside his butthole and then pull out the applicator. I feel his penis quickly get erect in the middle of my thighs and then he does it--he pees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I make him get me a towel, change his wet underpants, and bend over the edge of the bed to get his tampon punishment photographed. I make him pull his bottom cheeks apart so I can see the cord hanging out. He cries and cries because he knows what's coming next. Damn right that's what's coming next. I get the stick and blister his little bare seat. I make him hold his hands out to get spanked on the palms when he tries to cover his butt. I spank as hard as I can while he wails and I take a photo of that very red, very welted butt when I'm done.  I say, "Get in those panties right now and you will wear that tampon until lunch, mister. Be at my office at noon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*At 12:00, he's over my knees in my office, pants and panties down, my ruler reddening his butt again, and I pull that tampon out while he covers his mouth to keep from crying because it hurts so much. The tampon is swollen and I'm sure the inside of his bottom is very, very dry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go. Plane to catch. Photos when I get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-508554994823075339?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/508554994823075339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=508554994823075339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/508554994823075339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/508554994823075339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/04/update-before-leaving.html' title='Update before Leaving'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAa4iccgTEI/AAAAAAAAAJA/kWEVFEhRwFM/s72-c/office+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-3903725125114591705</id><published>2008-04-15T21:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:55.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Panties Punishment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAWJPccgTDI/AAAAAAAAAI4/faCvLirRb5I/s1600-h/pink+panties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189705044041157682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAWJPccgTDI/AAAAAAAAAI4/faCvLirRb5I/s320/pink+panties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was wearing the pink panties as punishment this morning as I had told him to. I made him bend over the edge of the bed as part of punishment so I could take this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This didn't mean though that he was getting out of the spanking I had promised him. So I sent him to get me the stick but he said he didn't know where it was. He said, "I think it's lost." I said, I will go get it myself, and if I do, you're getting extra swats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm sure you can guess, I found it right &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAWJBccgTCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/odJlEr9bLu0/s1600-h/pink+panties+down+for+the+stick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189704803522989090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAWJBccgTCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/odJlEr9bLu0/s320/pink+panties+down+for+the+stick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;where I had left it, hanging in the closet, and so down came the little girl panties and I beat his behind with the stick for 30 swats while he was bent over the pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets another panty inspection and spanking before work in the morning. If I tell him to fetch the belt or the hairbrush and he makes up an excuse that he can't find it, he gets a tampon punishment before the butt warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tomorrow he is to come to my office at lunchto receive a public spanking, as public as my office at work is with the door closed. I haven't decided yet bare bottom or not. I'll let you know before I leave town for business tomorrow night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-3903725125114591705?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/3903725125114591705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=3903725125114591705' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/3903725125114591705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/3903725125114591705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/04/pink-panties-punishment.html' title='Pink Panties Punishment'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAWJPccgTDI/AAAAAAAAAI4/faCvLirRb5I/s72-c/pink+panties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-5888053898211694448</id><published>2008-04-15T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:55.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAS3UMcgS_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/-IeNFkOk-MA/s1600-h/cell+phone+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189474228203703282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAS3UMcgS_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/-IeNFkOk-MA/s200/cell+phone+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay it turns out that taking a picture with your cell phone is very, very difficult. Quality is bad so I've tried to enhance it a little but this still isn't so great. I'm amazed that it has a timer in it and everything but the quality is still so low. I have seen other cell phone photos that I thought were very good. I guess you get the idea though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This has turned into a spanking week. I spanked him multiple times on Sunday and that was the last time he'll see his own underpants before I leave for my trip tomorrow night. He's to wear the same pair of my pink panties all week and I am doing inspections before he leaves for work in the morning. Of course he didn't know I was going to inspect him Monday morning. So after I sent him to bed with a red sore butt Sunday night in panties he obviously thought he could change for Monday. Well, I called him into the bedroom before he left Monday and told him to pull down his jeans so I could see if he was obeying me. No, he wasn't. So I send him to get the panties again and when he gets back, I take him in the bathroom and wash his mouth out with soap for lying. Then I tell him he's going to get a spanking each morning before work and that he's to come to my office Wednesday during lunch for a midday reminder with the ruler. Then I sit down on the toilet, drag him over my knees, bare that bottom, and spank him with my hand until my arm is sore. Afterwards, I make him change into the pink panties and tell him he'd better start behaving or he'll get a tampon punishment in addition to the spankings. I had told him Sunday while he was draped across my lap that I should spank him in front of his friends or make him ask one of his friends to spank him. You should have heard the crying. He'll start obeying me soon, I can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to inspect him and give him his spanking before work. He's been standing in the corner waiting to get it for the last half hour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-5888053898211694448?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/5888053898211694448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=5888053898211694448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/5888053898211694448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/5888053898211694448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/04/cell-phone.html' title='Cell phone'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAS3UMcgS_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/-IeNFkOk-MA/s72-c/cell+phone+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-7307009465147402289</id><published>2008-04-13T16:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:55.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday spanking(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAKSbccgS-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0-YK_qUk3q4/s1600-h/garage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188870720874105826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAKSbccgS-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0-YK_qUk3q4/s320/garage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm going on a business trip in the middle of the week and I can already see&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAKSIscgS9I/AAAAAAAAAII/UEjK8ujlNso/s1600-h/garage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that it's going to be necessary before I go to leave a sore butt behind. All weekend I have been saying "we have too much housework this weekend and we need to get on it." So today he's running around trying to take care of all the things that he DIDN"T take care of YESTERDAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told him he's getting it and now he's trying to negotiate with me about how much he can get done before I get the hairbrush or the belt out and blister his little bare seat. I'm half tempted to take him out to the garage right now and get those pants and underpants down so he'll see that I mean business when I say we're doing housework. He hasn't had a spanking in quite a while so I might give him more than one today to make my point. To be honest I have been letting him get away with a lot without spanking him, just threatening about how hard he's going to get it when we get home or how I'm going to spank him bare bottom at the park where everybody could see or bla bla blah. I haven't been going to all the effort to actually punish him and now he's misbehaving a lot. So I think it's time some young man had a good cry and a red sore butt to remind him who's in charge here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later after I'm done giving him his whippings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-7307009465147402289?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/7307009465147402289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=7307009465147402289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7307009465147402289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7307009465147402289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/04/sunday-spankings.html' title='Sunday spanking(s)'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/SAKSbccgS-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0-YK_qUk3q4/s72-c/garage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-629782014052882462</id><published>2008-03-30T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:55.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Underpants Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's late and I'm wiped out but here's the summary:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over my knees while I sat on the edge of the bed, pants down, a hard hand spanking on his underpants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R_CFMyjUqTI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6QTU3cY_1ho/s1600-h/underpants+down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183789625878292786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R_CFMyjUqTI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6QTU3cY_1ho/s200/underpants+down.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Underpants down while I got the stick. Bent over the edge of the bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;25 hard spanks with the stick across his naked behind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He howled and promised to improve his attitude.  That was around spank 20. I didn't let him out of the remaining 5, so he had a good cry during those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took a picture of his marked bottom that I'll post later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'm off to bed. More later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-629782014052882462?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/629782014052882462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=629782014052882462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/629782014052882462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/629782014052882462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/03/underpants-down.html' title='Underpants Down'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R_CFMyjUqTI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6QTU3cY_1ho/s72-c/underpants+down.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-7177268823437602987</id><published>2008-03-30T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:56.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, Okay, Yes, I Get Spanked Too</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've cropped it, of course, but since this photo is directly connected to this blog because this is me getting my ass reddened by my dad for having this blog in the first place. I suppose if my mother ever sees this page, at least she'll see that I'm fair about what I post since I put the picture see took to teach me a lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R-_5QCjUqSI/AAAAAAAAAH4/p-EUbsD2ddA/s1600-h/Me+in+trouble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183635750084978978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R-_5QCjUqSI/AAAAAAAAAH4/p-EUbsD2ddA/s200/Me+in+trouble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, SH, there it is! You can stop emailing me asking to see it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spanked my husband this morning and I'll post about it later tonight. I'm at my parents house for a visit for a few days so his behind will get a rest from getting hit for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-7177268823437602987?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/7177268823437602987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=7177268823437602987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7177268823437602987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7177268823437602987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay-okay-yes-i-get-spanked-too.html' title='Okay, Okay, Yes, I Get Spanked Too'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R-_5QCjUqSI/AAAAAAAAAH4/p-EUbsD2ddA/s72-c/Me+in+trouble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-4545223840895088575</id><published>2008-03-22T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:56.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cube</title><content type='html'>First, I know I've been gone a long time. Yes, my husband has been spanked since then. More than once in fact. The reason I stopped posting was because my parents found out about the blog and I got the whipping of my life for it. I actually had to take dinner that night standing up because I couldn't sit down and I slept on my stomach that night. After a month though I feel I want to post again even if it means I get another session over their knees. I know some of you are expecting me to post so I don't want to disappoint you longer. If my mom or dad gives me the belt again, I'll just have earned it then. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend he got more heat to his seat (I like this expression!) for getting home late. Normally I don't think being late merits a spanking but Saturday he was supposed to meet the babysitter at the house and when he was late, she had to wait. She called me on my cell to ask where I was. I was at the store, so I called him and discovered he wasn't home yet. I told him I was going home to meet her, and that if I got there before him, he was getting an underpants spanking over my knees in front of the babysitter. He got home before me, you can bet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After she left, I made him go in the storage room and bend over my knees with his jeans down. The sound of my hand spanking his bottom over and over fast and hard is loud in there.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R-hUPijUqQI/AAAAAAAAAHo/DiJMv6vLiA4/s1600-h/Ice+cube+punishment.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181483997239486722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R-hUPijUqQI/AAAAAAAAAHo/DiJMv6vLiA4/s200/Ice+cube+punishment.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eventually I pulled those underpants down so I could see how red his butt was. Then he got more with my hand on his bare butt while I scolded him for getting home late. I could feel the heat coming from his bottom while I smacked him and I wasn't going to punish him more than with my hand on the bare when he tried to put his hand behind him. So I sent him to get the stick and an ice cube. He got 20 with the stick while he was draped over the chair (he had to keep his hands and feet on the floor, just like if he bends over my knees, but I can spank harder with the stick if he's bent over the chair) and then I made him get up and spread his butt cheeks for the ice cube. I told him he had to sit there until I came back with the camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R-hUlSjUqRI/AAAAAAAAAHw/J_PhDfqRDLg/s1600-h/Ice+cube+punishment+zoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181484370901641490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R-hUlSjUqRI/AAAAAAAAAHw/J_PhDfqRDLg/s200/Ice+cube+punishment+zoom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, here it is. He didn't cry during his whipping with the stick but he cried while he was sitting on the ice cube. I made him sit until he was almost entirely melted, then over my knees again for an inspection to see how red his butt was. I told him that next time he gets the ice cube I will put on a rubber glove and check with my finger to see how cold his butthole is. That should make him behave for a while!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-4545223840895088575?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/4545223840895088575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=4545223840895088575' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/4545223840895088575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/4545223840895088575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/03/ice-cube.html' title='Ice Cube'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R-hUPijUqQI/AAAAAAAAAHo/DiJMv6vLiA4/s72-c/Ice+cube+punishment.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-7017941048508903766</id><published>2008-02-10T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:56.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Action... for a While</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R68X6KRV46I/AAAAAAAAAHg/24FCk-E3hws/s1600-h/table+spanking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165373585574192034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R68X6KRV46I/AAAAAAAAAHg/24FCk-E3hws/s200/table+spanking.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi, sorry. I didn't intend to disappear for so long. My husband was out of town for a while and I have been very busy with some other things (politics, knitting, a new couch, etc.) as well. But yes, he's been spanked a few times recently. Nothing big, though. He has been pretty well behaved most of the time so I haven't had to be very strict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday afternoon, though, he needed his behind warmed with the paddle, so I made him lay down on the table to get it instead of over my knees because it's easier to take a picture than setting up the tripod and the timer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm pretty tired lately but I'll try to post some updates soon. I have some other stories to tell about his spankings later on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-7017941048508903766?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/7017941048508903766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=7017941048508903766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7017941048508903766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7017941048508903766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/02/out-of-action-for-while.html' title='Out of Action... for a While'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R68X6KRV46I/AAAAAAAAAHg/24FCk-E3hws/s72-c/table+spanking.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-3875665038067330202</id><published>2008-01-26T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:58.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanking Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5wuqpoMhKI/AAAAAAAAAHA/HQa9o9USnTM/s1600-h/hand+on+underpants+first.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160050583323575458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5wuqpoMhKI/AAAAAAAAAHA/HQa9o9USnTM/s200/hand+on+underpants+first.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5wuw5oMhLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0g6mhN1A09A/s1600-h/belt+bare+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5wuw5oMhLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0g6mhN1A09A/s1600-h/belt+bare+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160050690697757874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5wuw5oMhLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0g6mhN1A09A/s200/belt+bare+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5wu4JoMhMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/iQSBs__5aSE/s1600-h/belt+bare+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160050815251809474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5wu4JoMhMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/iQSBs__5aSE/s200/belt+bare+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5wuw5oMhLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0g6mhN1A09A/s1600-h/belt+bare+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5wuw5oMhLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0g6mhN1A09A/s1600-h/belt+bare+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5wuw5oMhLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0g6mhN1A09A/s1600-h/belt+bare+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5wvA5oMhNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/LmzJcFdfMAY/s1600-h/belt+bare+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160050965575664850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5wvA5oMhNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/LmzJcFdfMAY/s200/belt+bare+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since I decided to tell him that I'm keeping a blog about his spankings I have been thinking I should just go ahead and take pictures of them so you all can see him get it too. He got it tonight with the belt so I set up the camera and let it snap photos over and over while I punished him.  I just finished whipping him a little while ago and sent him to bed. I still have the belt with me in case I think he needs to get up to get it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I am spanking him all the time for everything he does even a little bit wrong and I guess he isn't learning anything if I have to keep using this but I will keep doing this until I feel like I am getting through to him. I will redden that little butt evrey single day if I have to. Tomorrow SH is coming over to have lunch with me and if he misbehaves then maybe he'll get spanked over two laps tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-3875665038067330202?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/3875665038067330202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=3875665038067330202' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/3875665038067330202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/3875665038067330202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/01/spanking-photos.html' title='Spanking Photos'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5wuqpoMhKI/AAAAAAAAAHA/HQa9o9USnTM/s72-c/hand+on+underpants+first.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-6695532436666079591</id><published>2008-01-24T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:58.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Him Wait</title><content type='html'>As much as I want to be more patient, I just find myself reaching for the belt or the stick all the time. Today I was angry about the dishwasher so as soon as he comes home I am frustrated with him over something else he's done. I tell him to go bend over the piano bench in the living room with his jeans and his underpants down while I get the stick. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5lZaZoMhJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6BZE2PqaU1M/s1600-h/waiting+to+get+it.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159253158220563602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5lZaZoMhJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6BZE2PqaU1M/s200/waiting+to+get+it.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course he does what I tell him to do. I come in and see him waiting about ten minutes later. He has been there so long that I think maybe he is falling asleep. I have the stick in my hand but I go back and get the camera. I take a picture and then I go swat him once. I stand over him and spank him very hard one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ask him if he will obey me about getting the garbage out. He says yes. I smack him again. I say you better. Then I let him get up and pull his pants up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can be less severe I know. I want him to obey me and when he does I can start to be less angry. I need him to be meek and obedient and ready to accept a punishment and then I don't feel like I have to punish him as much. Pulling his pants down and making him bend over to get it makes me feel better actually. When he is lying there waiting for me to start is when I feel the most calm and so maybe it is not necessary to always beat him so severely once I have made him bare his bottom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are reading this, it doesn't mean you won't get punished. It just means I know I don't have to be so strict and so severe all the time. If you obey me when I tell you to, I will not need to punish you as often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture is part of your punishment anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-6695532436666079591?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/6695532436666079591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=6695532436666079591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6695532436666079591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6695532436666079591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/01/making-him-wait.html' title='Making Him Wait'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5lZaZoMhJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6BZE2PqaU1M/s72-c/waiting+to+get+it.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-646416235112145573</id><published>2008-01-21T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:58.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Habit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5V74hwqjWI/AAAAAAAAAGY/H48aJPxnaHs/s1600-h/routine+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158165159288147298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5V74hwqjWI/AAAAAAAAAGY/H48aJPxnaHs/s200/routine+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I realized last night as I was whipping Mike's butt for not finishing a project that I told him to that I spank him quite a bit. Mostly out of habit. We're at dinner and I ask him about the book drive he's supposed to be doing. He hasn't answered the email about it yet and its going to happen the next day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You're getting a spanking when we get home," I hear myself say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"But I'll do it," he says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You bet you will," I say, out of habit a second time. "Right after you're done over my lap."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Please don't spank me again," he says. Almost whsipering because we're in a restaurant. "I'm still sore from getting spanked twice Sunday."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I put my purse on the table. "My hairbrush is in here. Do you want to go with me to the restroom and get your pants down right now?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's quiet all the way home and I know he's wondering how severe it will be. I am wondering, too. I've already forgotten what he did but I am thinking about how to punish him. In the restaurant I was thinking a couple of swats across the seat of his underpants while he was facing the wall. Then I was thinking bare butt over my knees with the brush. Then on the way home I decide something more severe even though what he did isn't so bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we come in the door, I say, "Go get me the stick and then put a folding chair on the deck. The cold air on your bare butt over my knees will make it hurt more."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He starts to argue. I say, "You know what then? Go get me the spanking panties. NOW."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He brings them. I take him and the panties in the kitchen and soak the panties in cold water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Now put them on and put that chair outside," I tell him. "The stick on cold, wet panties ought to teach you to..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realize that I don't know what it is I want him to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I make him put the panties on anyway, and he starts to sob while he changes there in the kitchen. He starts to put his jeans back on, but I tell him to leave them off and go get the chair. The wet panties stick to his bottom as he does as I tell him. I go get the stick out of the closet and put my coat back on. Then we go out on the deck in the dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't need to turn on the porchlight because I can see well enough with the moon. But it's freezing cold, so I hurry. I sit down and make him bend over my lap. I begin to spank him immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stick on the seat of the cold, wet panties makes a very dull sound and I can tell it hurts a lot--he starts to cry almost immediately. I continue to whip him as hard as I can, and he begins to beg. But he always begs. So I keep spanking him and it isn't long before my knuckles are freezing cold holding the stick so tightly and I think he's had enough. I tell him to get up and go inside but he has to wear the panties to bed, even if they're wet. Too bad, you're being punished, I tell him. If you disobey me, you get the belt next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we are back inside, I can see his bottom through the wet panties. I have spanked him so hard that he's blistered. There are long red marks across the backs of his thighs where I punished him and the panties are sticking to him so I can see that I smacked him many times. No wonder he is crying so hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel horrible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not a good habit, just spanking him for any reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to think about how often and why I bend him over. He will obey for any spanking, so I need to use them more wisely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell him he can change underpants, and as he does, I see how red and sore he is. I promise myself no more just for any random reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5bc-5oMhGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/tmigVPfdHPo/s1600-h/routine.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5bdR5oMhHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2s52yGO1j9U/s1600-h/proposal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158553722796409970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5bdR5oMhHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2s52yGO1j9U/s200/proposal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then tonight, I caught myself taking him into the bathroom to spank him. I sat down on the toilet, made him come over to me, undid his jeans and pulled them down to his knees, yanked his underpants down, picked up the brush, and told him to bend over my knee to get punished. He was obedient, like always. He even said, "Yes, ma'am," when I said he deserved a butt blistering. He bent over, and I put my leg over his legs to hold him in place while I beat him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I saw his red bottom from the last night. The marks were still there very easy to see. He put his head down and waited for me to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I let him up and told him it was only cornertime. He pulled his underpants up and went to obey me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to get control of this habit of just spanking because I'm annoyed with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-646416235112145573?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/646416235112145573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=646416235112145573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/646416235112145573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/646416235112145573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/01/habit.html' title='Habit'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5V74hwqjWI/AAAAAAAAAGY/H48aJPxnaHs/s72-c/routine+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-5103299987802800744</id><published>2008-01-20T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:59.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5PPjBwqjSI/AAAAAAAAAF4/f-yA7_8PhIo/s1600-h/OMK+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157694198944271650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5PPjBwqjSI/AAAAAAAAAF4/f-yA7_8PhIo/s200/OMK+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That stands for "over my knees," if you were wondering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, somebody is standing in the corner right now with his hands on top of his head and his underpants at his ankles waiting for me to give him a second session with the belt. Once again, he just can't keep his mouth shut around my parents. So, as soon as they left this afternoon, I dragged him over my knees to blister his bare butt. Since he knows about the blog now I told him part of his punishment was I wanted to see what he sees when he's bent over to get it so I made him take pictures after he was bent over. I tried to take them myself but you can see how that turned out (second photo)! I believe I could put a movie up here so I might be doing that in future but for now, this is what he sees when he's over my knees with his underpants all the way down which is how they need to be so he can get the ice cube on his butthole before I start hitting him. His butt his shiny red now and my arm is sore but we're not done yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5P5OxwqjVI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nsvLUjxOqT4/s1600-h/OMK+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157740030540287314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5P5OxwqjVI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nsvLUjxOqT4/s200/OMK+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was very embarrassed to take the picture but he's always very obedient when I spank him so he did what I told him to do. I feel a little bad that he still has the belt to come since I think I spanked him pretty well with the hairbrush already but I told him he was getting more, so it's too late to change my mind now. In 14 minutes, he's bending back over my knees. That's the way it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-5103299987802800744?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/5103299987802800744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=5103299987802800744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/5103299987802800744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/5103299987802800744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/01/omk.html' title='OMK'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R5PPjBwqjSI/AAAAAAAAAF4/f-yA7_8PhIo/s72-c/OMK+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-9052183561931089172</id><published>2008-01-14T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:59.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4xcVBwqjRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/UcjMXNIv2CE/s1600-h/031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155597189751934226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4xcVBwqjRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/UcjMXNIv2CE/s200/031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like how the mom in this has clearly given the son a good spanking with the belt.  Into the bathroom, bend over, and let the belting begin. The belt is what I use most often on my husband to punish him because he was spanked with the belt a lot growing up. His bare bottom gets very red very fast from the belt and though it's hard to use on him when I make him bend over my knees, I still feel it's the best instrument to teach a lesson. Comments about what you prefer to use?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-9052183561931089172?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/9052183561931089172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=9052183561931089172' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/9052183561931089172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/9052183561931089172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/01/belt.html' title='Belt'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4xcVBwqjRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/UcjMXNIv2CE/s72-c/031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-5647411383120767905</id><published>2008-01-08T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:59.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The stick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4QjxKGkN3I/AAAAAAAAAFM/sBBeE_I3u08/s1600-h/for+the+blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153283201051146098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4QjxKGkN3I/AAAAAAAAAFM/sBBeE_I3u08/s200/for+the+blog.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't had to punish him in the last week or so, and that's probably good because it means two things, one that he is obeying me more and two, the next time I spank him, it will make an impression. In looking back through my photos, I guess I favor the stick. Both times I set up the camera and told him the photos were to reinforce the punishment. I don't think he has ever seen them, but now that he knows about this blog, he might come across them. This is the first one and I'll post the other one another time. The stick makes him cry faster than the belt so I save it for when I want to really blister his seat. When I took this picture I had the stick in one hand and the camera in the other and he was bent over the pillows on the bed. I think he was on stroke 10 or so. He was already crying but I was far from done whipping his bottom. I gave him a spanking by hand in the bathroom after this and then the ice cube while he was over my knees. I prefer him over my knees actuallay because I can control him better but over the pillows I can use the stick or the belt much better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-5647411383120767905?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/5647411383120767905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=5647411383120767905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/5647411383120767905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/5647411383120767905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2008/01/stick.html' title='The stick'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4QjxKGkN3I/AAAAAAAAAFM/sBBeE_I3u08/s72-c/for+the+blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-3005499543635242502</id><published>2007-12-30T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:56:59.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Day Spanking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R3ddYSZenHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/vcWuodFWnSg/s1600-h/over+the+couch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149687370758397042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R3ddYSZenHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/vcWuodFWnSg/s200/over+the+couch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, I ended up spanking him again over the back of the couch last night with the stick, and while I was spanking him, I stopped, took this photo, and told him that I was keeping a blog of his punishments. He knows now but I didn't give him much time to think about it. Today he was spanked every hour on the hour beginning with a wake-up spanking over the pillows on the bed. I told him it didn't matter where we were so one of his spankings was at the Home Depot in the women's restroom. I put my foot up on the toilet, over my knee he went with his pants down, and his bottom got my hairbrush. No one came in so he was lucky in that way but not so lucky the rest of the day. My arm is sore from spanking him all day long. Not as sore as his butt though. He bawled tonight when I spanked him with the bathbrush and then made him sit with his butthole on an ice cube for two minutes. Then it was into pink panties (no pajama bottoms) and into bed. His butt was pretty blistered when I finally finished with his day of spanking, so maybe no spanking tomorrow if he's learned his lesson. We'll see in the morning. If he doesn't seem to have learned, I'm going to ask SH to come by and help me administer something more severe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-3005499543635242502?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/3005499543635242502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=3005499543635242502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/3005499543635242502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/3005499543635242502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-day-spanking.html' title='All Day Spanking'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R3ddYSZenHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/vcWuodFWnSg/s72-c/over+the+couch.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-7711996533074599481</id><published>2007-12-28T21:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:01.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday spanking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R3XaGSZenBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KCl2KKd1Lhc/s1600-h/my+hand+on+your+underpants.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149261550520802322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R3XaGSZenBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KCl2KKd1Lhc/s200/my+hand+on+your+underpants.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R3XaPyZenCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2iVF4x0ogJA/s1600-h/belt+on+your+underpants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149261713729559586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R3XaPyZenCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2iVF4x0ogJA/s200/belt+on+your+underpants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R3XanSZenDI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ShnhCnHXSKU/s1600-h/my+hand+on+your+bare+bottom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149262117456485426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R3XanSZenDI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ShnhCnHXSKU/s200/my+hand+on+your+bare+bottom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R3XbaiZenGI/AAAAAAAAAE8/uTt1L6QOw-w/s1600-h/hard+spank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149262997924781154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R3XbaiZenGI/AAAAAAAAAE8/uTt1L6QOw-w/s200/hard+spank.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R3XbIiZenFI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TyIPo1MTho4/s1600-h/making+you+hold+still.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149262688687135826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R3XbIiZenFI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TyIPo1MTho4/s200/making+you+hold+still.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R3Xa4iZenEI/AAAAAAAAAEs/bUq4yzMhhhM/s1600-h/belt+on+your+bare+bottom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149262413809228866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R3Xa4iZenEI/AAAAAAAAAEs/bUq4yzMhhhM/s200/belt+on+your+bare+bottom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't get any pictures this time--I was too angry to think about it, so I was just spanking him good and hard. But I have pictures from a previous spanking here, so I'll post those. When my parents were here, he told them that I planned to spank him soon. I set up a space in our storage room where I can just leave things ready to spank him instead of always have to go get the chair, find the stick or the belt, all that. He told my parents, who are already on me about spanking him, and so what happened? *I* got spanked. By my parents. And let me tell you something, it hurts as much at my age as it did when I was in high school. And it's just as embarrassing to go over someone's knees with your underwear down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, he got it for that. I'm still angry and considering another spanking for him tonight. He's in the corner now. I need to take a breath and think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-7711996533074599481?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/7711996533074599481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=7711996533074599481' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7711996533074599481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7711996533074599481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2007/12/holiday-spanking.html' title='Holiday spanking'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R3XaGSZenBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KCl2KKd1Lhc/s72-c/my+hand+on+your+underpants.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-6852830501217254218</id><published>2007-12-01T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:01.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time, No Spanking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R1IhPCcZZQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/35wlN7uipV4/s1600-R/In+the+corner+after+I+paddled+him.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139206667020887298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R1IhPCcZZQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/D-SoOfx1JcA/s200/In+the+corner+after+I+paddled+him.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now it's done.  He's had his little behind reddened, and he's had corner time and his mouth washed out with soap for teaching a dirty word to our five year old. Then I made him sit on a hard little chair to really feel the punishment. This was after both me and SH spanked him. More about this later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spanked him twice since the last time I posted, &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R1Ig_CcZZPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3ERrq0q4_Lw/s1600-R/waiting+to+be+spanked.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139206392142980338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R1Ig_CcZZPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/q6mjgPeRMuI/s200/waiting+to+be+spanked.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and neither time did I feel guilty. I made him stand with his hands on the bed in the guestroom for more than 20 minutes while I decided whether I should use the belt or the stick (I settled on the belt). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had SH here one day to spank him, and she said that she felt sorry for him while she was putting the belt to him. Not me. He deserved it. It made him pee while he was over SH's knees, though, and that's not acceptable. So I punished him for that too. I wish I had taken a picture of him standing in the corner with adult diapers on after I spanked him again. I made him stay there until he wet himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm exhausted from dealing with him all the time lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-6852830501217254218?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/6852830501217254218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=6852830501217254218' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6852830501217254218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6852830501217254218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2007/12/long-time-no-spanking.html' title='Long Time, No Spanking'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R1IhPCcZZQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/D-SoOfx1JcA/s72-c/In+the+corner+after+I+paddled+him.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-7812891370051490457</id><published>2007-11-21T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:02.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R0TVEJXbVTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/NasqPS7EfAI/s1600-h/over+the+toilet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135463742319580466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R0TVEJXbVTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/NasqPS7EfAI/s200/over+the+toilet.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was around last Thanksgiving but not actually ON Thanksgiving, I don't think, when I remember whipping him angrily with the stick.  I made him bend over the toilet seat with his pants and underpants down and I spanked him with the stick about 20 times for disobeying me. He cried and cried. I then told him I would take a picture to help him remember so I would show him later on to remind him. But now I can't remember what it was for. THIS is one of the problems I have spanking him, not really remembering why. It makes me feel guilty for punishing him but really do I need to be able to remember every single spanking and what it was for? I still haven't told him about this blog but when I do he's in for a serious shock. I need to save it for a really severe punishment. I have been considering spanking him for various things all week long. It's coming soon, I know. Just a question of when and how hard it will be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-7812891370051490457?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/7812891370051490457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=7812891370051490457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7812891370051490457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7812891370051490457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-thanksgiving.html' title='Last Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R0TVEJXbVTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/NasqPS7EfAI/s72-c/over+the+toilet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-6403440547243889637</id><published>2007-11-18T16:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:02.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Telling Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R0DcWJXbVSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/V7U_kWTsM7A/s1600-h/more+spanking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134345848231777570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R0DcWJXbVSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/V7U_kWTsM7A/s200/more+spanking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have absolutely no problem telling my husband what's going to happen to him once I decide to spank him. Nothing about spanking him embarrasses me. I don't even hesitate if I think he deserves it.  I have pulled his underpants down in front of friends of mine while dragging him over my knees. I have spanked him in public where total strangers could see and hear. I'm not embarrassed to see his exposed privates before he bends over my lap and I'm not even embarrassed to pull his buttcheeks apart to use the ice cube on him or to take his temperature as part of punishment. One time he peed his pants while I was spanking him but I didn't stop and wasn't embarrassed to feel it. But I am so hesitating to tell him that I am posting about his punishments. Maybe the next time he does something super bad, then I will feel that it is part of his punishment after I spank him. I almost spanked him today but then changed my mind because I didn't really think he deserved it. That would not have been the spanking to tell him about this blog, I don't think. Sooner or later I will tell him. But not yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-6403440547243889637?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/6403440547243889637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=6403440547243889637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6403440547243889637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6403440547243889637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2007/11/telling-him.html' title='Telling Him'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R0DcWJXbVSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/V7U_kWTsM7A/s72-c/more+spanking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-6496306132893826932</id><published>2007-11-14T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:02.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Strict</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzuvBJXbVRI/AAAAAAAAADs/sQx7D8ycByo/s1600-h/webcam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132888634547721490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzuvBJXbVRI/AAAAAAAAADs/sQx7D8ycByo/s200/webcam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I feel a little guilty about times I've punished him before. Today, as I was thinking about what to post, I was looking through some of the photos I have. I found this one, and it was from a time I told him I was going to spank him so one of his friends on IM could see him getting it. I made him turn on the webcam, but I didn't really broadcast it to anyone; I just told him I would if he wasn't obedient. I made him put on panties and bend over my knees in front of the webcam. Then I took a picture of it and told him I hadn't decided yet which of his friends online I was going to contact to see his beating. He bawled hysterically (which is why I changed my mind), and I decided I was being way too strict and mean. Am I too strict to put it here? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-6496306132893826932?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/6496306132893826932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=6496306132893826932' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6496306132893826932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6496306132893826932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2007/11/too-strict.html' title='Too Strict'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzuvBJXbVRI/AAAAAAAAADs/sQx7D8ycByo/s72-c/webcam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-6490312628475243072</id><published>2007-11-11T14:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:03.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, That Didn't Last Long</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/Rzd_1nQt7YI/AAAAAAAAADU/e9OR01lQ3GA/s1600-h/cornertime.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131710859460865410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/Rzd_1nQt7YI/AAAAAAAAADU/e9OR01lQ3GA/s200/cornertime.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom and dad had been gone less than an hour before I was furious with my husband for things he said to my parents (things that he KNOWS he's not supposed to tell them). So off we go, me dragging him by the hand, to the bedroom to get over my knees for a hard spanking on his bare seat. Back into panties he goes as additional punishment and then off to the corner to stand until I decide whether or not I'm done reddening that behind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stepped into the room while he was standing in the corner and took a photo as more punishment. You know, though, I haven't sent him the link for this website yet. I think I am saving it for a REALLY serious punishment later on when I say, as he's getting up off my lap rubbing his sore butt, "Go look at husbandspankings.blogspot.com and see why you'd better straighten up in the future unless you want more of your spankings to go online!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzeAB3Qt7aI/AAAAAAAAADk/iOjNAzr1VoI/s1600-h/panties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131711069914262946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzeAB3Qt7aI/AAAAAAAAADk/iOjNAzr1VoI/s200/panties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made sure you can see the women's panties and that sore, red bottom too.  He was still sobbing when I took the picture but maybe he needs the ice cube and the stick. I'll think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-6490312628475243072?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/6490312628475243072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=6490312628475243072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6490312628475243072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6490312628475243072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2007/11/well-that-didnt-last-long.html' title='Well, That Didn&apos;t Last Long'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/Rzd_1nQt7YI/AAAAAAAAADU/e9OR01lQ3GA/s72-c/cornertime.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-2506504013505413068</id><published>2007-11-11T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:03.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/Rzdt3HQt7XI/AAAAAAAAADM/FZ8j_A9TS1w/s1600-h/upcoming.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131691094021369202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/Rzdt3HQt7XI/AAAAAAAAADM/FZ8j_A9TS1w/s200/upcoming.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired this weekend and that's the time I have to be most aware that I am grouchy and could easily end up spanking my husband for no really good reason. That isn't the way I want to be. I spank him because I think the punishment will teach him a lesson, not just to vent. In the past I have really blistered his bottom just because I was in a bad mood and I didn't even realize it until he was crying that he was so sorry for whatever he did. Whatever he did? Didn't I tell him what he was being whipped for? I remember looking down at his bare butt over my knees before and it was so red from me spanking him and I was out of breath from spanking him so hard. I felt guilty. Now I try to remember to spank only if he has earned it, not just because I'm having a hard day. At the very least I hope I will only make him stand in the corner while I calm down before I go get the brush and make him drop his pants to get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this picture, the woman spanking her husband is left handed which I think is cool since I'm left handed too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-2506504013505413068?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/2506504013505413068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=2506504013505413068' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/2506504013505413068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/2506504013505413068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2007/11/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/Rzdt3HQt7XI/AAAAAAAAADM/FZ8j_A9TS1w/s72-c/upcoming.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-6169268376293007309</id><published>2007-11-10T00:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:04.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight's Spanking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzVnm3Qt7UI/AAAAAAAAACs/rQLlI7wYUic/s1600-h/189_8965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131121267825306946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzVnm3Qt7UI/AAAAAAAAACs/rQLlI7wYUic/s200/189_8965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzVnjXQt7TI/AAAAAAAAACk/caLJu5oGXDk/s1600-h/189_8978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131121207695764786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzVnjXQt7TI/AAAAAAAAACk/caLJu5oGXDk/s200/189_8978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzVnfXQt7SI/AAAAAAAAACc/YTxAAijHOSU/s1600-h/189_8979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131121138976288034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzVnfXQt7SI/AAAAAAAAACc/YTxAAijHOSU/s200/189_8979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzVnY3Qt7RI/AAAAAAAAACU/9Fp4kfTYh_c/s1600-h/189_8990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131121027307138322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzVnY3Qt7RI/AAAAAAAAACU/9Fp4kfTYh_c/s200/189_8990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, it's done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it hurt. He cried and begged after I pulled those underpants down to paddle that bare bottom of his. The brush is very effective for reddening his butt, and he knew he was going to get it good from the minute he walked in. We went straight to the downstairs bathroom and he pulled his jeans down before bending over my knees. Remember I said he was pretty obedient when it's time to get punished? He held still and took the spanking without trying to put his hands behind him to cover and without kicking too much. He knows better or I'll have to be more severe. And believe me, I can still be more severe than just a simple bathbrush spanking across my lap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spanked him until my arm was getting tired and then I put him in the corner for half an hour with his pants and underpants down to think about what he was in trouble for (not contacting the contractors today like I told him). I caught him rubbing and I almost told him that he had to bend over again to get more, but I didn't. Instead, I told him to put on a pair of white panties and get to bed. I told him before he leaves tomorrow morning I will do a panty inspection and I'll do it again when he gets home. If he disobeys me and doesn't wear the panties I made him change into tonight, I will give him a spanking to remember and then consider further punishments like the ice cube. He'll obey, though, because when it comes to being punished, he's amazingly well behaved. I told him once he would stand in the corner until he peed his pants as punishment, and he would have obeyed me if I hadn't decided that it wasn't necessary and let him out of the corner before it happened!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He went to bed crying. I think he'll sleep on his stomach tonight. I will sleep on my right side because my left arm is sore from paddling him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-6169268376293007309?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/6169268376293007309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=6169268376293007309' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6169268376293007309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6169268376293007309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2007/11/tonights-spanking.html' title='Tonight&apos;s Spanking'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzVnm3Qt7UI/AAAAAAAAACs/rQLlI7wYUic/s72-c/189_8965.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-7107663908475555468</id><published>2007-11-09T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:04.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOW It's Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzUvrXQt7FI/AAAAAAAAAA0/uXAwXlewzLU/s1600-h/hairbrush+tonight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131059772483562578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzUvrXQt7FI/AAAAAAAAAA0/uXAwXlewzLU/s320/hairbrush+tonight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's out with a friend tonight but as soon as he comes in, he's going over my knees. I gave him some very specific things to take care of in preparation for moving to a new house and tonight I find out that he hasn't taken care of them.  So, I left a message on his cellphone to tell him to come upstairs and get me when he gets home and we'll go downstairs to the bathroom. I am going to lay out the bathbrush for his bare butt when he's over my knees while I sit on the toilet. I am also going to set up the camera so I can get some screen captures that I can post here to teach him an extra lesson. He'll get corner time afterwards and tomorrow all day he will wear panties instead of his underpants so he can remember. He is having breakfast with a friend of his tomorrow so he will have to sit there with her and know that he's being punished the whole time because he's wearing a pair of women's panties. I hope he learns a lesson about doing as he's told. More later after he's had a good hard spanking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-7107663908475555468?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/7107663908475555468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=7107663908475555468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7107663908475555468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7107663908475555468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2007/11/now-its-time.html' title='NOW It&apos;s Time'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzUvrXQt7FI/AAAAAAAAAA0/uXAwXlewzLU/s72-c/hairbrush+tonight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-6943520798911218211</id><published>2007-11-08T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:04.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When It's Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzPMCHQt7EI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kCJ8GQJXc7s/s1600-h/time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130668737186098242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzPMCHQt7EI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kCJ8GQJXc7s/s320/time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will say this about my husband: when it's time, he obeys. Sometimes I get arguments but most of the time he does what I tell him to do once I have decided he has earned a spanking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the past I have told him to come to my office at work so I can spank him there. I have spanked him over my knees in the back seat of the car on the grocery store parking lot. I have spanked him on the deck on a warm summer night when the neighbors have their windows open to hear my hand smacking on his butt. One time I took him in the women's room at a major department store and made him bend over the toilet seat in the handicapped stall so I could spank him with the hairbrush from my purse. I always take his pants down and about half the time his underpants too. Bare bottom is always best, I think, it makes the severe impression and properly embarrasses him. He always pulls them down when I tell him too, and even if he is blushing he always stretches across my knees to get his spankings. I have to say he's usually  good when he's about to be punished for being bad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-6943520798911218211?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/6943520798911218211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=6943520798911218211' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6943520798911218211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/6943520798911218211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-its-time.html' title='When It&apos;s Time'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzPMCHQt7EI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kCJ8GQJXc7s/s72-c/time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-26472223445358687</id><published>2007-11-07T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:04.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Additional Discipline</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzKpDnQt7DI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xDgRtISwz2o/s1600-h/underpanties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130348805072219186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzKpDnQt7DI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xDgRtISwz2o/s320/underpanties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also punish him other ways in addition to spanking him (but spanking is the main thing). One that I use quite a bit is making him wear women's panties to get it. This is pretty effective at embarrassing him when I make him put them on. I have two different pairs he has to wear, one is a pair of my old white cotton Hanes Her Way panties and the other is a pair of pink rayon panties. I let him change in privacy because I will make him wear them all day long before or after the spanking, even to work. I tell him he is going to have to sit down to pee today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I spank him I always spank him on the panties first. While I'm hitting him with the hairbrush over my lap, I tell him he's a bad little girl which I know makes him embarrassed too.  He was wearing the white pair the time that SH spanked him, and she told me she had asked him before she started if it embarrassed him. He said it did. One time I was spanking him while he was wearing my panties and he tried to resist. I grabbed his hand and told him that I would punish him with a tampon if he didn't behave. You know he behaved instantly after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-26472223445358687?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/26472223445358687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=26472223445358687' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/26472223445358687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/26472223445358687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2007/11/additional-discipline.html' title='Additional Discipline'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzKpDnQt7DI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xDgRtISwz2o/s72-c/underpanties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-2396293170484880221</id><published>2007-11-07T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:04.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More of the Same</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzIW_OpF_sI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EnPOV_vBlkE/s1600-h/with+paddle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130188201046441666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzIW_OpF_sI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EnPOV_vBlkE/s320/with+paddle.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To answer SH's question, yes, that is screen capture from a low quality video I set up while I was spanking him. And yes, I have other screen captures, so here is another. I think the belt is better than the paddle because it has a much better effect on him. His mother used the belt on him and so he reacts more like a boy when I tell him to go get the belt for me. I used the paddle this time because I knew I was going to lecture him a lot and so I knew he would get spanked for a long time. I don't spank THAT long with the belt but with the paddle he could stay over my knees for almost 30 minutes of punishment. I start with my hand on his underpants and then move on to bare bottom with either my hand or something like the paddle or belt or stick or hairbrush. The belt is hard to use when he's bent over my knees, by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-2396293170484880221?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/2396293170484880221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=2396293170484880221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/2396293170484880221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/2396293170484880221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-of-same.html' title='More of the Same'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzIW_OpF_sI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EnPOV_vBlkE/s72-c/with+paddle.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-824583639520186366</id><published>2007-11-06T20:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:05.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in Case</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzFCZepF_rI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gTcpE8JbeLg/s1600-h/just+in+case.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129954456041291442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzFCZepF_rI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gTcpE8JbeLg/s320/just+in+case.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just in case there is any doubt in his mind that I will do what I said I will, here is a spanking from a while ago. Bare bottom and the paddle followed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He often cries about halfway through a spanking which is about the time that I yank his underpants down to really give him what he deserves. It's okay with me if he cries and begs like a little boy because that's why he's being spanked, to teach him to obey me.  Over my knees is best because I can hold him still, but for the stick I have bent him over the kitchen table and over the edge of the bed. I have pictures of his well spanked bare butt that I will post later. You see that I will punish you this way now, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-824583639520186366?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/824583639520186366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=824583639520186366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/824583639520186366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/824583639520186366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-in-case.html' title='Just in Case'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzFCZepF_rI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gTcpE8JbeLg/s72-c/just+in+case.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433066952207805469.post-7485095689857242395</id><published>2007-11-06T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:05.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Teach a Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzE_1epF_qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aIjXf9guQdE/s1600-h/fm-back132w.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129951638542745250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzE_1epF_qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aIjXf9guQdE/s320/fm-back132w.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told him I would do this to teach him to behave me. I will send him the link so he knows that I am serious and that I intend to post to it often.  I have been spanking my husband for some time but I think this will be an effective punishment too. He is SO overdue to bend over my lap with his pants down getting the belt. If I don't see improvement in his attitude soon, that is what I will do. I hope he is listening to me when I post this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433066952207805469-7485095689857242395?l=husbandspankings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/feeds/7485095689857242395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2433066952207805469&amp;postID=7485095689857242395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7485095689857242395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433066952207805469/posts/default/7485095689857242395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://husbandspankings.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-teach-lesson.html' title='To Teach a Lesson'/><author><name>Angry Wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343092967656274206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/R4RZo6GkN7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/i2k_F6GXjDk/S220/ready.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0rsGbk2B0o/RzE_1epF_qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aIjXf9guQdE/s72-c/fm-back132w.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
