Thursday, November 29, 2012

My challenge to DH!

Not DH, and he wore much less clothing....
I think I have mentioned before that DH used to have a blog. I am not going into much more detail on the blog, because he wasn't trying to conceal his identity and our friends read his blog.
Well one winter, I was reading his newest blog post, and he stated that I had made a bet with him, and if he lost, he would have to run outside naked and make a snow angel. I never made a bet like that, in fact, it was the first time I had heard anything about it. Basically, DH loves being dramatic, funny, and will do anything for a laugh. Including running out in the freezing snow, lying down, and making a fricking snow angel. Crazy Man!

I am leaving for Germany on the 10th, and with our issues of not having time for sex, I really wanted this time we have left, under two weeks now, to be filled with sex! Lots of sex! Horny me, I know.
Yesterday after writing my post, DH tried out the new butt plug on me. He gave me a spanking first, but I could tell he was excited about the plug, and rushed toward the plug. Which was lovely. Really awesome. Only, DH was on cold medicine, and having a hard time focusing...he kept wandering off, it was almost comical, and ended up making me feel like I took advantage of my poor husband.
Cuddling in bed later, he started touching me. I knew he wasn't in the mood for sex, but kept touching me, spread my legs, and fingered me until I came. Also lovely. I feel a bit more toward being caught up on sex. Maybe. Well, not quite. I know, I am greedy. Oh well!

I love her expression
So, this morning, I had a flash of brilliance going through my head (Surprise, surprise!), and I told him, I am challenging him to having sex once a day until I leave! He wasted no time, since we were still in bed, and I am not allowed to wear panties in bed, he pinched my nipples, grabbed my hair, and started fucking me.

After, he asked what the rules are. Actually, I think he said stipulations, but I don't know that word. Anyway: Once a day, at least one of us has to finish! There, not too much to ask, right? Nothing too fancy, no new room every time, or whatever, just one of us has to finish.

Workout Update: Going running right now. :) While listening to this:

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Where did the month go?

I haven't really known what to blog about after my friend left. I am still trying to figure out how her visit was: She came here on pretty short notice because she is switching jobs and wanted to relax before doing so, which for her, is here, with us. I know that. I also know what she loves to do when she is here. Shopping. A lot of it. And as it turned out, DH's company had given his entire department the entire week of Thanksgiving off and he was home the whole week. Which was great, only my friend wanted to go shopping, resulting in us being gone a lot during the last week. Toward the end, DH started to get mad about the situation, I could tell, but instead of withdrawing, he started to assert himself, make it known how he felt about it, and in the end giving us 'curfews'.
I was fine with that, and so was my friend.
I think ttwd has finally allowed us to find a solution to a problem that has popped back up every time I had a visitor from Germany: he withdrew. But not this time.

I just read Christina's post on raising children in a Domestic Discipline household, and agreed with everything she said. Since starting this ttwd journey, I have stepped away from interfering when he dealt with the children about situations, I let him handle it. He can handle it. He doesn't get overwhelmed by his own children anymore, and it is making him feel confident, wanting to be more present in the daily family life that he used to withdraw from.
DH is the head of our household, and he has really asserted himself over the last year. And I have learned to let his decision be his decision. I do have a say, and there have been many times I have told him my opinion on things and he changed his mind based on what I said, but not in the way it used to be. No nastiness, sarcasm, bad humor.

I feel like this is going great, and at the same time, the spanking part of it, maintenance, connection, reconnection, or fun ones, is not really happening. Once again, live is getting in the way. Sick, that time of the month, DH's children living in our house (teenagers with friends who stay the walking into the kitchen at midnight and there are a bunch of people in there). It can be so frustrating having to deal with stuff like that. Like work. I mean who would have ever thought that when you get married you would be too fucking busy to have sex? Or that you wouldn't be able to have the kind of sex in your own house whenever you wanted? For some reason, not something I ever considered when I dreamed about my future!
So, as you can see, I am here. My visit with my friend was great, though tiring, and expensive. But I am mostly done with Christmas shopping. DH inserted his authority in something he never felt comfortable in before.

Workout Challenge: I went running on Tuesday, going tomorrow morning, rain or shine!

Sorry for this all over blog post.

Sunday, November 25, 2012

To really love a Woman

As I sit here in my corner of the house, finally alone for the first time in two weeks, the sun is shining through the trees and mostly blinding me as I try to see my screen. I am listening to my favorite love song of all time. You know this song? I have never actually seen the movie with Johnny Depp, but I have seen the video many times.

To really love a woman, to understand her
You gotta know her deep inside
Hear every thought, see every dream
An' give her wings when she wants to fly
Then when you find yourself lyin' helpless in her arms
You know you really love a woman

When you love a woman
You tell her, that she's really wanted
When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one
'Cuz she needs somebody
To tell her that it's gonna last forever
So tell me have you ever really
Really, really ever loved a woman?

To really love a woman, let her hold you
Til' you know how she needs to be touched
You've gotta breathe her, really taste her
Til' you can feel her in your blood
An' when you can see your unborn children in her eyes
You know you really love a woman

When you love a woman
You tell her that she's really wanted
When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one
'Cuz she needs somebody
To tell her that you'll always be together
So tell me have you ever really
Really, really ever loved a woman?

You've got to give her some faith, hold her tight
A little tenderness, you gotta treat her right
She will be there for you, takin' good care of you
You really gotta love your woman, ya

And when you find yourself lyin' helpless in her arms
You know you really love a woman

When you love a woman
You tell her that she's really wanted
When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one
'Cuz she needs somebody
To tell her that it's gonna last forever
So tell me have you ever really
Really, really ever loved a woman?

Just tell me have you ever really
Really, really, ever loved a woman?
Just tell me have you ever really
Really, really, ever loved a woman?

I feel like DH listened to this song, and we are living what Bryan Adams sings in this song. Lucky, lucky me. I hope everybody is having a great Sunday with your loved ones today!

***Edited to include Ana's Exercise Challenge
I plan to run three times this coming week for at least 25 minutes each.***

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Thanksgiving for Non-Americans

Ten years ago today, DH and I were getting ready to go to his sisters for Thanksgiving. She is a great cook, and loves to cook anything but turkey on Thanksgiving. That year however, she did make a turkey, for me, the Au-Pair. You know, let me experience the way Thanksgiving is supposed to be experienced because I was just supposed to be here for one year and then go back....
Back then, DH and I were living together in the same house, I was taking care of his two unruly children, and we slept in each others arms every night. One child knew, the other didn't. The family didn't know, of course, that he was having sex with the Au-Pair, and let me just tell you, it was awkward. Very very awkward. During the evening, I found myself drifting toward DH, needing to be close to him, wanting to only sit with him. My English was still a work in progress, and talking to all the family members and friends present was a lot of work, exhausting. 

That year, I had no clue what Thanksgiving meant. That it is a very important holiday here in the US. I didn't know it is one of the most American holidays. Growing up in Germany, Christmas was the biggest holiday. I never even considered that it might be different in different countries.
Thanksgiving here is one of two (?) holidays that are not religious. Any American, no matter their religion, celebrates Thanksgiving. The family gets together, there is no pressure about gifts for everybody. Thanksgiving is about being with the ones you love, celebrating being thankful, and just having a great time together.
Our plans today include:
No shopping
I need to start the apple pie
Less computer time, more kids time
Playing as much Uno as we can stand, and have me win at least once!
I feel like Christmas here in the US is turning into more of a business and religious struggle than anything else. The children are not allowed to celebrate Christmas in Public schools, but instead celebrate the "Happy Holidays". 
Thanksgiving seems like it is the only untarnished holiday left, it is very traditional, and we all know I like traditional...

In this sense, something very traditional for Thanksgiving is stating things you are thankful for. 
I am thankful for my entire family's health, for our beautiful children, my husband,discovering ttwd, and actually doing it, and my life. I am so thankful for this feeling of happiness that surrounds me most days.

On another note, I brought up ttwd/TiH exactly a year ago! Amazing!

Have a great long weekend  everybody! Enjoy your family!

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Seattle in the Rain!

Since there is not much going on in the sex department, for various reasons...., I figured I would post some pictures I took the other day while visiting Pike Place Market in Seattle.

First Starbucks:

On our trip here, I saw a sex shop which I really wanted to go into and look for something, but didn't want to do it with my friend there. DH and I have been looking for something (very personal, lol, okay, an anal plug) on the internet, but we can't find one that is in the stock of the one we want. I might just have to get back to an actual brick and mortar store to find the One!

Friday, November 16, 2012

Picture Friday!

Okay, I am not that thin, but that is exactly what DH loves to do and was describing in the last post.....

Very pretty pic! I love how you can see his hand going to his favorite place...

And I love doing this.

I hope everyone has a great weekend!

Wednesday, November 14, 2012


I just wanted to let you guys all know how much your comments meant to me . DH and I were very excited about our LOL spanking, and although it turned into something very unexpected (and painful), we had a great time. I don't regret it. It was very intense, and I think we were both not quite ready for it yet, or it was just so unexpected, either way though, it opened up our communication channels even more, and I am quite happy with how everything is going.
My BFF I have written about before, is here at the moment, therefore I am a bit preoccupied. I am sorry I don't have time to read most of your guys' blogs. I try to sneak on every once in a while, but wanted to let you guys know what is going on. I appreciate your input so much, and I know DH did/does too.
I hope everybody is having a great day today!

Sunday, November 11, 2012


When Julia told me she had an idea for her blog on LOL day related to getting spanked for the number of comments she received, I immediately liked the idea.  I emailed her back a little table of the number of swats per implement, but taking pictures were her idea.

She has great ideas.

On Friday, instead of changing my clothes when I came home, I stayed in my work clothes. Julia loves to look at me when I wear my work clothes. I see her stealing looks at me. After the kids were in bed,Julia took a shower, and then put on her outfit.  She had gathered the implements and had already started taking pictures of them.

I had her bend over the bed.  I lectured her on how I was going to spank her with my hand to warm her up, before I started the real spanking.  I reminded her that I would expect her to count each swat out loud, and made her agree with me.

I lifted her plaid skirt to find my favorite white thong between her firm cheeks.  I put my finger in the loop in the waistband, and pulled hard as I started spanking her with my hand.

"Do you feel your panties against your pussy?" I spanked her hard on her right cheek for several swats.

"Yes!" Her ass started weaving back and forth.  I spanked harder, released the tension on her thong, and then pulled it tighter.

"Do you like it?"  She moaned, squirming as my finger traced down the narrow cotton, pressing it between her lips and rubbing hard.

"Yes," she sighed.  I pulled her thong down carefully, past her knees, and off, enjoying the wet fabric.   She returned to her position, kneeled across the bed with her feet on the floor.

"Count the swats of my hand," I commanded.  I swung hard.

"One!" she yelped.  "Two!"  "Those are pretty hard, you know!"  I paused for a second, and decided she was right: I was probably a little too excited.  I backed off my swing, but kept it hard enough.  At 7, I aimed low, covering both cheeks right where they meet her upper thighs.

After 10 swats, I rubbed her cheeks with my hand.  "You know," I muse, "at least one of your readers commented about my belt."  I unfasten my belt and pull it through the loops of my pants.  "I want you to count as I swat you with my belt, OK?"  I made a loop by holding both sides of the belt in both hands, and then snapped the belt by pulling the ends apart.

"OK," she promised.  I raised my arm in a high backswing and then brought the belt down across her ass.  The belt slaps together as it makes impact, creating more of a flogging effect.  I adjusted by swinging harder.

"Two! Three! Four..." Her hips started their dance as I increased the tempo of the strikes that crashed down across both cheeks, stopping at 10 and rubbing her red ass with the belt.

I let my finger wander down the cleft of her ass as I found the hair brush.  10 hard swats.  Without pausing, I got out the leather paddle, and administered 10 hard, painful swats across her ass.  Her counting got quieter with each swat as the pain drove her deep within her self.  Her hips shifted wildly.

"OK, that's 40!" (When we chose the cut-off, that's what we had, sorry to those who commented after.) "Now just 2 more.  With the wooden paddle."

She had collapsed forward on the bed.  I perched on my knees, and lined up the paddle with her left cheek.  I pulled back, and swung the paddle hard into her red skin.

CRACK!  Almost immediately, she went over on her side, bringing up her knees as she breathed, "41".  I pulled her back over by her hips, lined up with her right side, and swung again.

CRACK!!!  The sound literally echoed in my ears.  She swung over on her side again, twitching as her knees came up to her chest.  There was no mistaking the sob in her voice as she got it out:


And then the bottom fell out.  What had I done?  She was ... crying?

"Are you OK?  Did I go too far?" I asked her, lying next to her on the bed.  I recognized that we had pressed up against the boundary of the "next level" for us: her crying as the result of a spanking.  Don't get me wrong, I've caused Julia to cry in other ways, mostly out of frustration.  But I hadn't ever made her cry during a spanking, and to be honest, it scares me.  In some ways, I'm fascinated by the idea, but Julia can bear a lot of pain.  I don't know if that's somewhere I want to go.  Or somewhere we need to go.  But for now, I'm willing to play it by ear.

Julia's feedback to me about our session was that I was the only one that had brought up the wooden paddle (true), and that she wished I hadn't questioned myself at the end.  She also said I should hold her more, after every spanking.

I'll have to get started on that last one right away.

Friday, November 9, 2012

Come out, come out wherever you are!

When I found out about ttwd and Taken in Hand, I surfed their site all day. I would just read any article that interested me, trying to figure out if that is really what I wanted. And the weird thing was - it was. It really was. After I told DH about the site and DD, I created an account on the TiH site and started commenting, leading me to other people's blogs, and shortly after finding out about blogs, I started My Personal Thinking Spot.

DH and I have come a long way I think in some ways, not so much in others, but overall, I am a pretty happy camper here on my side of the earth. I love reading the comments I get, but I just love sitting here, reading the statistics about where my pagehits come from:

United States
United Kingdom

Saudi Arabia

I mean, doesn't this sound just awesome! I love the fact that people from all over the world read my blog. Maybe not regularly, but still, I find it incredible! So when I saw Bonnie's annual Love Our Lurkers post, I figured this would be the perfect opportunity to hear from the quiet ones (which btw, - usually that is me), the people who don't have an account, and never comment. Maybe you don't have the time? Don't feel like you have anything to add? Well, I always like leaving a comment, even if just a smiley so people know I was there and can smile back! Lurkers, this is the day! Please come out and make me smile!

To make this more fun for everyone, lol, DH has added that I will get a spanking tonight, the number of spanks depend on you guys however:
Under 10 comments – 10
10- 20 comments – 20 
20-30 comments – 30 
More than 30 - you get the idea...
 Leave me a comment with an implement of your choice (browse through my implement reviews to see what we have), and he will take a picture of my bum after, which I will post over the next few days!

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Book review: Alice Liddell - Straits Academy

Since you guys all asked me exactly what I was reading, I figured I would write a short review about the book. Now, just imagine me sitting here with red cheeks because I can't believe I am actually going to 'talk' about this book. This is one of my guilty pleasures, reading books like this one. Okay, moving on...
The story is this: The year is 1921 and a young Englishwoman named Adelaide has sailed halfway around the world to marry, only to learn that her fiancĂ© has been brutally murdered. His friends Drake wants to investigate what happened to his friend, and persuades Addy to pretend to be his niece. He then enrolls her in Straits Academy, which he beliefs played a role in the finance's murder.
Straits Academy is a finishing school for girls. Girls here get prepared to become wives, lovers, concubines, but Drake doesn't really know that when he enrolls Addy here.
This book includes spankings, although not too harsh, and anal play, not sex, but play as school discipline. And some of you may know, I love anal sex, so this was really a book I thought I would enjoy. And I did. 
The book is said to be a full-length novel, but I think it could have been longer and included more of a story even. 
I usually don't really go for the F/f thing, but it totally worked in this book. I did like the heroine because she wasn't one of those women who pretend to not like the spankings and discipline, but secretly she does like it. She just kind of goes with it. Definite plus for me.

So there you go guys. My cheeks are no longer red, I guess just talking about it makes it less naughty, which is good. I mean DH and I do everything that was mentioned in that book, therefore I should be okay right?
Any book suggestions for me after reading this?

Sunday, November 4, 2012


As I sit here, with my second coffee, working away at my homework, I realize how much I have already done today. And not only done, but accomplished, left my stamp of approval behind it, as it were!
Most importantly, DH got up way early, grabbed his laptop, and left our room to let me sleep in. I did. So on my list already:
Sleeping in. Check!
I started a sexy book last night, and got to read for a little while this morning already too. Lucky me. I love those tucked away 15 minutes of just me time. And I love DH for letting me have this time, taking care of the kids, and mostly leaving me alone.
Reading. Check!
Even though DH left me alone for a while, he did need some attention after a while. He came into the room, saw me reading, asked if I was enjoying myself, which I was. He came up onto the bed, pulled down his pants, and I could see his dick getting really big really quickly. He tweeked my nipples, and started caressing me. I did mention that sexy book I was reading,, right? so I was already really turned on.
I started licking DH's penis, taking him in my mouth. Within two minutes, he was so turned on, he grabbed my head to hold me still, and was lost in the moment, he pulled out just in time to come all over my face. He had the biggest, cheesiest grin on his face after. "It was the hair around your head, you just look so beautiful!" Awww.
Pleasured DH immensely. Check!

I got up, put on my running clothes, and even though I had tried to talk my way out of having to work out that third time this week, and DH relenting, I got up and did it anyway. For some reason, I keep trying to see how much I can talk my way out of, and when it works, I feel bad for having done it. So I thought going running would make me feel less guilty. I also told DH about how I feel, that I would like him to be a bit more firm about this, when I try to get my way out of something. He told me he doesn't like conflict, which of course I know, but that doesn't mean you can avoid it in your life. I told him he can use us to learn how to handle conflict.
Running for the third time this week. Check!

I came back in and DH was making popovers for breakfast. I was watching him with our little one, and just had such a happy moment. I feel bad for my mother at times like these, because she never got to see her best friend and lover have such a tender moment with their child. It was all her, no dad in sight.
Falling in love with the father of my children all over again. Check!
We had great breakfast, and now I am sitting here, doing my homework/facebook/news/blogs. I just looked at the clock, and it is not even 11 in the morning yet. I would say this is a great start to a day!
Homework at least started, which is the hardest part for me. Check!
Caught up on blogs, facebook, news. Check!

Happy Sunday Everybody! And for my US readers, this is the last weekend before the election. Please vote! Get your voice out there, be informed, and vote! And then, we will be done with all these political ads everywhere!

Friday, November 2, 2012

Picture Friday!

Well, since I always have a post with mostly just pics, I thought I will just make it official, therefore Picture Friday!

Doesn't she have a beautiful butt? I love it! And I am usually not big on girls....

Mh, I love spanking pics when you can see some of the guy, especially a guy in work clothes like slacks, belt, you get the idea....


This last one is a gif, so give it a moment to load. That moment captured is just so sexy, scary, and intimate.

Happy Friday everyone! 

Thursday, November 1, 2012

No catch?

Free Candy (Seems Legit)

While trick or treating early the other day, we came upon this candy being offered.

Its just too funny not to share!

I hope everybody had a great Halloween! We did. It didn't rain, although we didn't have many kids coming by the house, but the kids that did come by, got huge handfulls of candy to avoid having any leftover. Because.
 Leftover Candy = Julia eats it, which is not good. Don't want to get in trouble with DH.
I hope all my readers are safe and sound, have a roof over their heads, and are warm.