R.I.P. RBG

Ruth Bader Ginsburg, US Supreme Court Associate Justice, died recently. She was an amazing woman.

She was nominated by President Bill Clinton in 1993, and confirmed by the Senate with a vote of 96-3. She was generally seen as a moderate judge and consensus builder. She spent much of her legal career as an advocate for gender equality and woman's rights when it was sorely needed, arguing many cases before the Supreme Court. She attended Harvard Law School in 1956, one of only 9 women in a class of 500.

One of her best friends was Justice Antonin Scalia. They often opposed one another in legal decisions perceived as having ideological elements. This did not stop them from being fast friends, which is a lesson for us all.

 

RBG was not on the court when Roe vs. Wade was decided, but she criticized the decision for terminating a nascent democratic movement to liberalize abortion laws. In other words, while she was in support of the rights of women to abortion, she criticized the court for overstepping and felt it would have been more appropriately handled via law making.

Many people, I think, misunderstand the Roe v. Wade judgement.

It was a case brought before the Supreme Course that argued that Texas's strict anti-abortion law of the time, which banned all abortions at any point in the pregnancy for any reason other than for the mother's physical health, was unconstitutional.

Traditionally, states had the power to pass laws regarding abortion. The argument brought before the court was that if these state laws went too far, then they violated the rights and freedoms of the woman over her own body, essentially condemning her to a form of body-slavery, forcing her to bear an unwanted child.

The court did not, however, consider that right to be absolute, but may be balanced against the government's interests in protecting women's health and protecting prenatal life. It reasonably divided the pregnancy into three trimesters.

1. During the first trimester governments could not prohibit abortions at all.
2. During the second trimester, governments could require reasonable health regulations.
3. During the third trimester, abortions could be prohibited entirely so long as the laws contained exceptions for cases when they were necessary to save the life or health of the mother.

Many eminent constitutional scholars from both sides of the political divide argue that the constitutional argument is feeble and that the court overstepped its authority and took on law-making powers. These include John Hart Ely, Laurence Tribe, Alan Dershowitz, Cass Sunstein, Kermit Roosevelt, Jeffrey Rosen, Michael Kinsley, William Saletan, Benjamin Wittes, and Edward Lazarus, a former clerk of the Justice who wrote the opinion, who said,

"As a matter of constitutional interpretation and judicial method, Roe borders on the indefensible.... Justice Blackmun's opinion provides essentially no reasoning in support of its holding. And in the almost 30 years since Roe's announcement, no one has produced a convincing defense of Roe on its own terms."

While I believe that the court did overstep, I cannot get too upset about it. It was clear that the politicians would not achieve a consensus, and would go too far in one direction or the other, and some guidance was required which the court reasonably provided. I believe it went too far in allowing a state to legalize abortion up to the moment of birth, and would have been happier with the judgment had it prohibited states from making third trimester abortions legal in all cases. However, I beleive it to be unreasonable and discriminatory towards women to not allow access to safe and legal abortions up to at least the first trimester.

I can certainly understand both sides of the abortion issue. But reasonable people should agree that it's folly to ban the abortion of a newly fertilized egg, and evil to allow the abortion of a healthy viable baby moments before birth when the mother's life or health is not substantially at risk. Therefore some compromise should be arrived at, such as the historical "quickening" rules which banned abortion after the baby started kicking, typically midway through the pregnancy, except when the health of the mother was at stake.

 

President Trump and the republican senate now have the opportunity to appoint a new Supreme Court Justice. I do not buy the argument that because it is an election year, that ought not be done. It is perfectly legal and constitutional to do so, and has ample precedent. Republicans would be remiss in their duty to their voters if they do not do so when they have the opportunity.

Scott Adams amusingly describes the situation in a recent podcast.

https://youtu.be/Kgyny2ktF7Q

Democrats calling it hypocritical are themselves being hypocritical, for they argued vociferously that it was perfectly ok to do so in Obama's last year, and would have absolutely done so had the Senate been held by Democrats. I find the Republicans not to be hypocritical in this instance as Scott Adams explains better than I in the above.

I find that I generally approve of the Supreme Court justices appointed by the Republicans, as they value a judiciary which sticks to the law as written and attempts not to intrude into matters of law-making, whereas Democrats are much more open to having an activist judiciary.

Let me know if you agree or disagree. Polite comments and arguments are always welcome!

Word Cloud

 I am deeply enmeshed in a cloud of words. Here they are.

I made a "word cloud" from my document. The size of the word represents how often it is used. Let me highlight a few of them.

• David, husband, marriage, wife, sir, Julie
  The book is about the idealized relationship between my husband and myself where we accentuate all his dominant qualities and my submissive (yet spunky!) qualities and introduce a bigger age gap between us.
• Mommy,  Daddy, family
  They figure prominently in the book, I love my Mommy and Daddy. I also sometimes call David "Daddy". Later on in the book they re-learn how to spank their two youngest adult daughters.
• Pastor, Church, Sunday, Christian, God
  David is a Christian and believes in the man being the head of the household and domestic discipline. I love the religion and I convert. Though I am overly prideful and need knocking down a peg or two.
• Spanking, spank, hand, corner, nose, punishment, wooden, hairbrush, discipline, switch, belt
  There are lots and lots of punishments, including spankings with many different implements. I am pleased to say that I can recount the feelings of a girl being subjected to these punishments from very first-hand experience!
  
• Little, children, bad, girl, panties, diaper
  In the book I often find myself as a "little", regressed in age against my will, stomping my foot in consternation at the treatment, and generally spanked and sometimes diapered as a result. But secretly loving it?
  
• Bea
  Beatrice is the name of David's sister in the book. Older than me, but younger than David. David became her legal guardian when he was 20 and she was 14. I give the whole exciting backstory, and describe Bea's teenaged spankings from her big brother. Bea is also spanked as an adult as she wished to be held accountable by her "Dad", at least until she can find a husband of her own. We become fast friends.
  
• Nancy, Sue
  Nancy is my little sister in the book, just 18. She crashed and burned out of University and my parents gave her an ultimatum. Either out on her own or subject to their rules. I had just "come out of the closet" to Mom and Dad as a spanked wife, and had occasion to be spanked at their place for a truly thoughtless thing I did. Mom decided Dad had been right all along and reinstated spankings for Nancy. We get to witness a number of Nancy's spankings from Daddy, and she and I wind up getting punished together more than once. My older sister Sue is more the dominant type, she spanks me herself and participates in Nancy's and my spankings.
  
• pussy, cheeks, bottom, breasts, legs, front
  All my various body parts that get exposed as I am punished, often in front of others.
• fuck, sex, head, come, mouth, butt, sexy, woman
  There are may sex scenes in the book between my husband and I. Turns out I need my bottom warmed to really "get into it", but once that happens, look out!

There's just some of them. It's fun doing the word cloud. I think it pretty much summarizes the book in a very visual and unique way.

Letter Genocide

Still been doing a lot of proofreading and re-writing. I've noticed that I do a very strange thing when I'm writing, I feel compassion for the keyboard characters I have to delete. I then go out of my way to try to be fair to them.

Just as an example, say I type a sentence,

David spanked me on my bare bottom.

But then I want to change "bare" to "naked". I actually feel compassion for all the letters in "bare" that I have to delete. But I notice that I can salvage the "a" and the "e". I can save their lives.

David spanked me on my bare bottom.

So I edit it down to

David spanked me on my ae bottom

then to

David spanked me on my naked bottom

thus saving the lives of two of my keyboard characters, but I mourn the loss of the "b" and the "r". It's not the same if I have to retype those letters again in the future. Once I delete them, they are dead. It's like I'm literally Hitler.

I've thought about cutting and pasting them down to the bottom of the page, and then reusing them when I have a word that needs them with another cut and paste (cut and paste is not killing them, it's like the transporter on Star Trek). But doing that would be crazy, right? I mean, that would be really OCD, right? But damn I feel guilty.

Letter genocide.

The Writing Process

Still beavering away at the new book. I thought I'd make a few comments on my writing process in case there are any authors out there who want to compare notes in the comments.

 

I'm finished my first pass, and I am very happy with the overall concept and the flow of the book. It's in novel form and has a nice story arc to it. It builds slowly, introducing us to the characters. I try to make sure there is at least a bit of titillating stuff in every chapter. In later chapters I pull out more of the stops. I basically try to take the reader on a journey through the character's awakening to domestic discipline.

I foreshadow things to come. For example, in the early chapters quite often Julie is asking David to stop the car at a rest stop so she can go pee. This foreshadows the diapering she will experience in a later chapter. Or David and my Dad exchange a subtle innuendo, which foreshadows the point in the book where David spanks me in front of Daddy for the first time. Or Nancy start off as an eighteen year-old brat and we comment that she needs a spanking, which foreshadows my parents taking up spanking again for her.

It's all written down in my word processor, but I find I can't proof-read it there. That's where I write. I can't read it there. I render it down to pdf in approximately the format it will be in Kindle. I email that to myself and load it onto a pdf reader on my iPad. Then I curl up with it and read it all the way straight through from start to end. Of course, I catch typos as I go, and I have a highlighter feature on my pdf reader so I can quickly mark the problem area and read on without much interrupting the reading flow. I then go back to the word processor on the computer and laboriously make my way through all the marked areas and correct them. It's amazing to me that I can read it straight through like this, several times, and still find obvious typos that were there from the start.

I do a pass through looking for consistency in the form and the verb tenses. When I blurt I tend to mix up my past and present tenses freely, so I have to go back and put it all into a coherent grammatical structure. This involves deciding on your point of view when telling the story. I decided to tell it from a point 4 years after the events. Only the final short chapter brings us up into the present to wrap up the events of the book.

At this point I can begin reading it with a more critical eye to the reader's engagement and enjoyment. If I'm boring myself, even after the 10th read, It's not right yet. I found some of the earlier chapters to be too slow moving, and so am cutting those down to size. I also wrote in too much over-the-top stuff that when I read it back I can no longer suspend disbelief, so I have to go back and tone that stuff down also. Also as I go through it a nice phrase comes to mind that I think would add something, so I add that in judiciously.

I find in places that some of my own writing is plain annoying me. It feels heavy and pedantic in places, so I have to go back and do something about that.

There's a surprising lot of thought and effort that goes into producing a really readable and enjoyable book. I knew this from my first book, and so knew what to expect on this one.

That's my little update, now back to work, woman! Mush! Mush!

Second Book Update

Hi again everybody. One more update on how the book is coming, because it's almost done!

I'm now up to almost 80,000 words and I am done the first pass. After this it's just a lot of proof reading and revising. On the last update (Book Update) I brought you up to Chapter 21. That was Julie character's childhood, meeting and marrying David, episodes at church, and episodes with David's younger sister Beatrice. Since then I moved the focus very much to Julie's grownup family spankings, where the cast of characters includes David, Julie's Mom and Dad, Julie's older sister Sue, and Julie's younger sister Nancy. Julie is 23 years old in this universe, and so Nancy was 18 and Sue 26.

Here is the table of contents for the new part. I added 11 chapters and 130 or so pages bringing the final book to 32 chapters, 330 pages, 80,000 words. A quite decent-sized read that I will not be ashamed to put up for sale on the Kindle Store next to my first book which was about the same length.

I'll describe each of my new chapters so you'll see how I'm doing this.

In Chapter 22, "Julie's Family Spanking", Julie gets to be so she does not want to hide her spanked wife status from her closest family. As she's not sure how accepting her parents will be and wants to test the waters, she talks David into giving her a little "joke spanking" in front of her family over her clothes. Sound familiar? It is! It's what I did with David once. I replayed that real-life incident as described in Julie Spanked in Front of Family! I had to change a couple of things to make it fit the characters, but I essentially reused most of the writing from that blog, just because it was still so fresh in my mind when I wrote it, that no other remembrances of it did it justice.

Chapter 23, "Discussion with Sue", is a bit of a bridge chapter where Julie has a discussion with big sister Sue about her spankings before Julie broaches it with her parents. In real-life, Sue has been in on my kink from almost the start and this was never necessary. But in the book this is where Sue is introduced not to kink, but rather my Christian Domestic Discipline and we talk about it. Some of that actually did happen around my DD Contract, and I draw from that discussion for inspiration. While not fully buying it, Sue nonetheless offers to pave the way with Mom and Dad.

Chapter 24, "I Tell Mom", is where Julie talks with her Mom about her Domestic Discipline arrangement. While I had to change a fair bit to make it fit, this is heavily influenced by the discussions I had with Mom and David and I with both parents when we unveiled my short-lived DD contract to them, recounted in Honesty is the Very Best Policy. I changed it up a lot though to better fit the story and omitted the r/l demo spanking as not fitting the vibe. It needed to be a real-life spanking for cause, which happens next chapter.

Chapter 25, "Sunday Spanking", recounts my first spanking from David in front of my close family. I based it on a stunt I wanted to pull but wound up not doing, which was to "accidentally" break some dishes and have David spank me for being careless. Well, since the book is fiction, Julie character did for real accidentally break some dishes, after being warned to be careful by Mom and ignoring the advice, and that brought up some repressed emotions in her/my parents about me never listening to advice when I was younger and worrying them a lot as a result. So Mom wanted her pound of flesh and had Daddy spank me while she watched and directed, also drawn from some r/l influences.

Chatper 26, "Nancy Gets Spanked", fleshes out the little sister Nancy character. she is 18 and starting to go down the same path Julie did, getting really bad grades in first year. Heavily influenced by what they heard about David's handling of his little sister Bea, and how David handles me, they decide to reinstate spankings for Nancy. I do not see that first spanking, but the whole thing is relayed to me third hand from Sue getting the story from Mom, so it has a cool real-life "gossipy" feel to it. It also sets the stage for Mom and Dad becoming spankers again, which will be useful!

Chapter 27, "My Sister Spanks Me" is super-heavily based on the first spanking I received from my real-life sister Sue. I borrowed a lot of the detailed events and writing and changed what I had to in order to make it fit. I still wound up cumming while straddling her tweed pants, which (blush!) happened, though this stretches the adage of "truth stranger than fiction". That was recounted in Spanked by My Sister and there's even a picture of me right afterwards taken by Sue.

Poor little bum!

Chapter 28, "A Double Spanking at the Lake", has David and Julie character joining Dad and Mom, Sue, and Nancy at the cottage on the lake. Nancy and Julie get a double spanking from David and Dad. The incident is based on a real thing I did at the cottage, which was to bust the propeller on Dad's powerboat by driving it over some shallow rocks. I was an older teenager and we were not spanked at that age, but I'm sure Daddy wanted to. Well, fictional Daddy gets his revenge in this chapter! The double-spanking involves full nudity with naked timeout on the front deck facing the lake. Hoots and hollers are heard from boaters, and some prude even calls the cops who wind up being sympathetic with Dad, but ask him to put his naked daughters inside the cottage, please. Ha ha! I had fun writing this chapter, "punishing" myself properly for wrecking Dad's boat back then.

Chapter 29, "Partners in Crime" recount a bunch of miscellaneous quick spankings for both Nancy and myself, and culminates in a situation where Nancy was out on a date and broke curfew and asked me to cover for her saying that she returned on time and we had been chatting ever since. I reluctantly agreed to go along, trying to improve relations with my sister. We wound up both repeating multiple bald-faced lies to both Mommy and Daddy, we were found out, and we suffered the consequences which involved a severe paddling from Daddy for the both of us, and then an embarrassing bare naked birching plus switching from Mom and Sue to both of us at the same time. It was so bad I also peed myself again, naked, right out on the deck!

Chapter 30, "Spanked in Front of the Butcher", is based on a real-life transgression I was never punished for, where I stole some herbs from the butcher intended for customers, when in fact I had bought the meat at the cheaper grocers. David finds out and punishes me, including a trip to the butcher's for an apology where I wind up being spanked in front of him and his two boys. Should have happened like that!

Chapter 31, "Julie Diapered?", is where I am put into diapers by David for never being able to hold my pee for a full car ride. There is foreshadowing of this event throughout the book, so I had to end it here. I get diapered in front of the family!

Chapter 32, "Child No Longer", I have not written entirely yet, but I intend to end it with Julie maturing sufficiently that David believes she is ready for children and then getting her knocked up. A nice way to round out the arc of the book, I thought.

So there you have it. I  think it's a neat book. Now back to revise and polish!

Hey, and any idea on how I should price it? Should I make it part of Amazon Prime where members can read for free. Or should I give it a discrete price. And if so, what do you think is reasonable for a book like this? Is $6.99 US too much? Any advice is appreciated! Thanks.

Book Update

Hi Everybody! I know I've been very bad with posting recently, but I have been writing the new book furiously and instead of a regular post I thought I'd give you an update on how it's going.

I've been writing at an absolutely furious pace. I'm already at 45,000 words, or almost 200 paperback sized pages (my last book was around 75,000 words so I'm more than halfway there). It seems to be largely writing itself, mainly because I have so much actual experience to draw upon in terms of getting spanked! I'm structuring it into quite short punchy chapters of about 2000-3000 words each (5-10 pages). So far I have the first 20 chapters written.

I had a bit of a false start where the character was more like me, engaging in spanking more for kinky fun. I got some ways along and then thought, no, that's not working. I think we all like fantasizing that this stuff is more real than that, but still without being ultimately non-consensual. That's why I removed the chapter I published in my last blog post, and went back and re-edited everything leading up to it. I now think I've got it much better dialed in.

I think the best and most realistic model for the consensual non-consensual is the trad wife Christian domestic discipline sort of thing, so I took inspiration from there and from my own feelings.

Our heroine is doing it because she was spanked mildly by a loving Dad when she was a little girl, and she associates all sorts of warm and safe and loving things with that time. Then she strikes out into the world on her own with no discipline or structure at all and messes her life up royally. She then happens to meet an older strong Christian man (but not a holy roller type - a more strong morals, drinks beer, shoots gun, trains MMA sort of guy) who firmly believes in traditional values concerning marriage and children, which includes putting his wife across his knee when she needs it. The thought of that melts our young herione, who sees a real Daddy-figure in this man, and willingly, even enthusiastically, accepts it all. There is a big age difference between them (23 to 34) so the young wife can be treated almost like a naughty daughter at times.

Here is what I have so far.

The first twelve chapters introduce the backstories and the characters, have David and Julie meet one another and fall in love, and sees it all the way through meeting the parents and to their marriage and honeymoon. During this time they discuss David's traditional notions of marriage and family, and his firm belief in the man being the breadwinner and the head of the household, and spankings to keep his wife in line when she needs it. This fulfills something in young Julie and she jumps into the trad wife life with both feet as a complete convert, even insisting on the "obey" vows in her marriage ceremony. Living a Christian lifestyle is a show-stopper for David, so Julie agrees to convert, and becomes passionate about that as well. She is introduced to the very traditional church thinking on the topic of gender roles and raising children during Christian marriage preparation classes.

During this time, Julie is introduced to spanking, at first playfully when she strips bare and INSISTS that David fucks her pre-maritally and gets a mild naked over-the-knee spanking for her troubles. While David has fucked other girls, with Julie he thinks there's something special there, and refuses to fuck her until and unless they marry. Out of this they discuss David's trad views. As Julie is still only his girlfriend, she is not subject to disciplinarian spankings even though she does have some bad habits that annoy David. Julie is very nervous about this aspect of married life, and asks David if he can "test drive" what she can expect as wifely discipline while they are still dating. As a result, after a big screw up, Julie experiences a real discipline session from David. Even though she was severely spanked to tears with a hairbrush, she realizes this is exactly what she needs in her life and the engagement goes forward.

I have some sweet moments of falling in love, first kisses, first fooling around, first play spanking, romantic settings, David popping the question and giving Julie  a big diamond engagement ring (that scene made me cry!), the marriage ceremony, the very romantic "mystery" honeymoon, and a few real spankings along the way.

The next section of the book, chapters 13 to 17, is Julie's bumpy conversion to Christianity. The  character feels as I do. To quote from the book,

I still didn't really believe in God, and am still struggling with it as I write this today, but I believed and still believe in the philosophies, the spirituality, the virtues, the morals, the community, the discipline, the mysteries, and the values of Christianity, especially as it pertains to family life.

Any lack of faith is not the issue. It's more Julie's insecurities that get in the way of adult Christian education. It starts with a giant misunderstanding. On their first Sunday at church after returning from their honeymoon, the Pastor sends Julie down to meet a certain Mrs. Parsons. When she gets to the indicated room, she is horrified to find it's packed with children. Before Mrs. Parsons can explain that adult classes don't start for a couple of months, and in the meantime it would be great if Julie could assist her as a teacher's aid, Julie assumes she is to be a pupil and blows her stack at Mrs. Parsons and swears at her in front of all the children, and then storms off back home angrily. She is NOT to be insulted like that!

David discovers the misunderstanding and goes home to Julie. After it is explained, Julie is mortified. David spanks her and washes her mouth out with soap. Next day he goes and tries to smooth things over with the Pastor and Mrs. Parsons. They agree to allow Julie to continue her conversion, but to teach her some humility, they insist Julie attend Sunday School as a pupil until further notice, subject to all the rules the children are subject to. Mrs. Parsons even insists that Julie dress "small" for the class.

Julie swallows her pride and accepts her punishment in the spirit intended, to teach her some good old-fashioned Christian humility. What is particularly bad is that, of course, the middle-aged parents, all considerably older than Julie, come to pick up their kids from Sunday School after services, and Julie becomes the focus of much gossip amongst the parents in the church.

Julie is, however, determined to be the best Sunday School pupil Mrs. Parsons has ever seen. She does impress, and is soon transitioned into helping out with the children here and there. Of course, Julie gets a little bored one day and sneaks a peak at her cell phone to surf social media. The eagle-eyed Sunday School teacher spots Julie, however, and confiscates her phone, telling Julie to find her husband after class and to bring him to her office to retrieve it.

In the office, David asks when corporal punishment was banned in the church. It was 15 years ago. David asks if perhaps Mrs. Parsons can resurrect it in the case of Julie. He has Julie sign a permission note, and Mrs. Parsons checks with the Pastor and is given his go ahead. So Julie is then given the strap to her hands and the paddle to her pantied backside in the office with David present, and is warned that if she needs to be punished again, Mrs. Parsons would not hesitate to put her across her knee, lower her panties, and leather her backside until the girl is in tears. Of course, spanked at church means spanked at home as well...

Julie is again good as gold for awhile and continues to transition more into teacher's aide than pupil over the course of the next few weeks. But then Julie does something inexcusable. One of the brattier little boys sneaks up behind Julie and sticks a sharpened pencil into her backside! Julie sees red, turns and smacks the child across its face. A huge commotion erupts and Mrs. Parsons, not caring about any provocation from a 6-year-old, makes Julie stand in the classroom facing the corner while the child is attended to and its parents called. The parents are furious that their little angel was struck and are even considering pressing assault charges. Mrs. Parsons talks them down and gets them to accept a severe spanking for Julie that they will wind up witnessing.

Along the way to this humiliating spanking, we discover that Julie, who does not have the strongest bladder to begin with, has more extreme bladder control problems when she becomes extremely nervous and humiliated. There are rules for children who wet themselves during Sunday School that Connie Ferndorf, the aggrieved and vindictive mother, insist be applied in full to Julie...

Thoroughly humbled by her experiences in Sunday School, Julie graduates to the adult conversion class when it convenes, and is eventually baptised in the local stream (regretting her choice of white see-through-when-wet shift she naively put on, much to the amusement of the gathered congregation).

The next three chapters deal with David's younger and still single sister Beatrice who comes to visit the newlywed couple and stay with them for a week. During this time, David's past comes out, involving a drunk and abusive father and a mother who passed away when David was 20. We learn that David became the official guardian of Beatrice when she was fourteen, and they reminisce fondly about their early struggles with discipline, and how under the guidance of the church David learned to discipline the unruly teen and bring her into line.

When Bea turned 18 and went to school out of state, we learn how Bea's life spiralled out of control, and of Bea's own decision to make lists of wrongdoings and present them to her big brother whenever she visited to be disciplined for them. While Bea is now 28, and is hopeful of finding a Christian husband who spanks, this arrangement continues to this day, and Julie, as David's wife, is asked by Bea if it is ok if it continues a while longer?

Julie is intrigued to see another girl spanked, and readily agrees. She even gets into the action herself, and winds up spanking her older sister-in-law as practice for when she eventually has kids herself, and the favour is returned as well with a good old fashioned switchin' of Julie by Bea under David's supervision for some misbehaviour.

The sequence ends with a very severe belt whipping administered by David to Bea while Julie watches for the last, and most egregious item on Bea's list.

I'm now about to start in on the next part which will more heavily involve Julie's quite large family, as it gradually comes out that Julie is a spanked wife, and everybody seems perfectly fine with that. Here I can really start mixing in some real episodes from my life to root it in reality, but carry them further into fantasy land.

So that's where I am. Having great fun writing it. I think it's sexy as all get out and I look forward to publishing it!

Fictional Story Rejected from Book

As I mentioned in my last post, New Book Project, I've been writing a female submissive novel drawing on my experiences.

I wrote a scene in the book that took place on our honeymoon, but in the end I decided to cut it, not because it wasn't good, but because it didn't fit the vibe I wanted where my husband does not approve of public play and I would be very embarrassed by anything happening in public. That allows me to write hotter scenes where my husband can sometimes use embarrassment as punishment for me.

But rather than just delete it outright, I thought I would post it here for your amusement, instead.

The setup is that we are honeymooning on a small South Sea island. We were driving around the island and David spotted a swimsuit store. In this universe, he and I are as exploring public play, and he decided to "up the ante" so to speak!

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David noticed there was swimsuit place in the little strip mall, and asked if he could buy me another swimsuit, as the one I brought was always soggy when I put it on, we swam so much.

We went in, and it was jam packed with swimsuits. There was French couple who ran the place. The middle-aged wife was on the floor, and the husband was behind the counter. We were the only customers. I picked out a cute one piece with the lady's help. I changed into it in a little curtained change room, right off the main room, and came out to model it, blushing a bit in the process as David, the shop woman, and her husband all got a gander at me.

"I think I should get something for myself too," David said.

"Oui Monsieur," the shopkeeper said, "the men's suits are over here."

"Oh no, you misunderstand," David said, "not for me to wear, something for her to wear, for me. Show me your very tiniest bikini."

"David..." I whined.

"It'll look great on you," he said.

Madame smirked a bit and picked out the teeny tiniest bikini in her store. There was barely any cloth at all on it!

"Go try this one on," said David.

"There's hardly anything there," I complained.

"For me," he said.

I took the suit and went into the change room. Oh my gosh, it really was minimal! On top there were the barest triangles of cloth that just barely covered only my nipples. On the bottom, there was no covering at all on my ass. It was just a tiny string that went between my cheeks. My pussy was just barely covered by the tiniest possible triangle of material. My blonde pubic hair stuck out on the sides. Absolutely not!

"How is it?" asked David.

"No!" I said. "It's obscene."

"Now, now," David said, I'm sure your exaggerating. It's the style nowadays. Come out and show us and let us judge."

"No!" I persisted.

"Julie," David said, his voice a bit testy, "Obey."

Oh gosh. He was doing it I finally realized. He was giving me exactly what I asked for. A shaming. I took a deep breath and opened the curtain and came out.

"Ooh la la!" the French husband whistled from behind the counter.

"Very fetching," David said. "Give us a turn," he added.

I blushed and turned, giving them a view of my totally bare backside, and then back to face them. My breasts, other than my nipples, were totally on display. Top boob, side boob, bottom boob.

"Very risqué," said the French woman, "but she has the body for it. If I may suggest, though," she continued in a soft voice, "there is a beauty spa that performs Brazilian waxing just a few doors down..."

What? It was true. Little blonde pussy hairs were escaping the sides. I was so embarrassed!

"Yes, she needs it for that suit," David agreed. "But all in all I like it," he said. He then walked up to me, turned me around, and said, "I like that her cheeks are nice and bare, so if I have to give her a spanking, there'll be no hiding it."

"Assurément," said the French wife, getting into the spirit of our play, "si vous donnez une bonne fessée à votre femme alors qu'elle porte ce bikini, les marques seront très visibles".

I spoke French. Translation: "Of course, if you give her a good spanking while she wears that bikini, the marks will be very well visible."

"What's that?" David asked?

The husband translated, "the, how do you say, the marks, on her bottom, for the spanking, will be very visible. Everyone will know Madame is well-spanked," he said.

"Yes! they will," said David.

"But we better test that to see," said David who reached out, pulled me by the arm over to a chair, and pulled me across his lap."

"No please!" I begged.

"Just an experiment," said David, who proceeded to give me a dozen good hard spanks to alternate cheeks.

"The shopkeep ran out from behind his counter, and said, "Monsieur, may I suggest a pair of these flip flops for Madame? Free, for you and Madame, with the swimsuits," he said.

"Thank you," said David, taking the rubber-soled flip flops from his hand, dropping one to the floor, and spanking me with the other. Youch! It hurt. He gave me another dozen or so with the flip flop!

"Let's see how it looks," said David, setting me on my feet and making me face the change room curtain I now so desperately wanted to get behind.

"You can see it clearly," said David.

"Very much so," said Madame, "everybody will see she has been spanked, as you say."

"C'est très excitant," said the husband, "it's very exciting".

"We'll take both these suits, and the flip flops," said David." Julie, no point changing, you can wear that suit you're in."

"I need to scan the tag at the back," said the shopkeep.

David came up to me, lifted me under my arms as if I were a child and sat me on the checkout desk. The shopkeep took the tag hanging off the tiny triangle of material at the back and scanned it.

"Should I remove it?" the man asked David, referring to the tag, not my bottoms!

David agreed and the man snipped off the tags. He then scanned the other suit, and David payed for both.

"Where is the waxing salon?" David asked.

"Three doors that way," said the woman, "tell them Maxime sent you."

David went to gather my clothes from the changeroom, and said "come on Julie."

"David, I can't, not like this!" I complained.

"Of, you're right, how silly of me. Here, put on these flip flops," he said as he arranged the "bonus" flip flops at my feet.

I slipped them on and followed David out of the store to a chorus of thank yous and one wolf whistle from the man. We went to the car and David put my clothes and sandals into it.

"Let's go get that pussy waxed," he said, and took me by the hand to the waxing salon that Madame had pointed out.

I was so embarrassed walking in the parking lot in nothing but the tiny string bikini. There were some local guys hanging out in the parking lot who seemed very appreciative. We passed a small group of local woman as well who said "petite salope" as I passed. It literally meant "little slut" in French.

The woman next to her said, "Non non, Regarde la pauvre mignonne. Regarde son cul. Elle a déjà reçu une bonne fessée." [Translation: "no, no, look at the little cutie. Look at her ass. She's already received a good spanking."]

"Bonjour," said David as we walked into the waxing salon together. I was so grateful to be out of the parking lot at least!

"Bonjour, Monsieur," said the woman at the front desk who appeared to be the owner.

"Maxime from the swimsuit store sent us," said David quickly, establishing our bonafides. "we just bought this suit, but as you can see, she needs some work to be able to wear it properly," he said. As he said it, he held me in front of him, holding both my arms pinned at my sides so the lady could examine my "bikini line". Oh my God! I was so mortified!

"Ah yes. I recommend a full Brazilian wax. That will be $60 US dollars. I have availability now?" she said.

"That will be fine. I'm her husband. We've just been married. May I come in and hold her hand. She's never had a waxing before now."

"It's unusual," said the woman, "but I can make an exception for such a charming couple," she said, and in we went, me with a freshly spanked butt, in for my full Brazilian waxing in front of my husband.

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There you have it! I'm keeping the waxing scene in the book, but it will be at my request due to some pesky pussy hairs I needed to keep tucking into my bikini!

I think I'm about 1/3 of the way through the book already. Going back in!

New Book Project: Julie's Spankings

Sorry I've been quiet lately, I've been throwing myself into a new book project. This time the muse has struck me on the female submissive side of things. Here is my working cover / title.

After you read about what I have in mind, please suggest a better title / subtitle as I definitely don't think I've nailed it yet (though I like the photo - tee hee - it's me!)

As I did for my last book, I want to base it off of my real-life play and discipline from my husband, and my family's involvement in it (such as it is), but take it more in the fantasy direction in a seamless fashion as I did for my previous book.

My submissive kink focuses very much around domestic themes, and I particularly get off on the "young wife" being consensually (she knows it's good for her) taken in hand by her husband chiefly, but then extending that into the family setting as well, so everybody knows she is spanked. While this is extremely embarrassing for her, it's also, paradoxically, highly arousing. This is me in spades!

She's also a little bit of a prudish cold fish in bed, until her fanny gets lit up at which point she turns into a total little eager-to-please whore. While you could never call me a prude or a cold fish in the sack, I can tell you that there are sexual acts I am willing and eager to do after a good hard spanking that I would do only reluctantly otherwise.

I think I want to make myself younger, around 23 or so, with an older husband (35 or so). The background will be a happy childhood (the very occasional mild spankings notwithstanding), but then me cutting loose after I leave home and getting into all manner of trouble (fact check: true!). I then meet my husband, and realize that I am missing something in life, and request a firm hand to keep me happy and fulfilled.

I'm not going to work. I want to be a bit of "trad wife", with an allowance, and I need to learn my way around the cooking and the cleaning and the behaving maturely sort of thing. Eventually my husband will give me kids, but not until I stop acting like one myself. In the meantime, I am a bit proud that I am a spanked wife, and don't care who knows it, until someone new is told that is, and then I blush sooo much!

At a certain point I will have done something irresponsible that impacts my parents. I need to apologize to them and tell them how David will punish me. Turns out they are more than happy that David is taking charge. They were very worried about me after I moved out (with good reason), and were relieved once David came into my life. If spankings are a part of it, well hallelujah and spank away.

They were, in fact, so enthusiastic that when David needed to be away on business, he suggested I go stay with them, learn from my Mom how to properly keep house, and they should have free reign to discipline me as they did when I was a child.

Of course, I have an older sister, a younger sister, and a younger brother who all find out about me as well, and witness the occasional comeuppance that has now become family lore and something I am constantly teased about. Even my Dad and Mom's brothers and sisters, my Aunties and Uncles, know about me, and I also have younger eighteen-year-old boy cousins who wind up seeing big Cousin Julie bared, spanked, and put in the corner by her husband!

I am thinking that David is a firm Christian, and I had fervently agreed to convert so we could raise the children as Christians. But I struggle with the faith thing, and struggle getting to church, sitting still during sermons, and not making smart-aleck comments. You can imagine what happens, with the enthusiastic blessing of the Pastor and his wife. And until I can apply myself properly, I am required to go to Sunday school with the little kids to "catch up". The Sunday school teacher is only too delighted to have some additional disciplinary measures he can apply to me in the privacy of his office that are frowned upon with the other children, but heartily encouraged in my case. And I'm talking about the paddle to the bare!

There will be lots of episodes at the lake with plenty of family to see. I will have to cut switches, be spanked on the dock with my one-piece taken down, and made to stand in the corner, both sets of cheeks blazing. I also foresee a very public diapering in advance of the three-hour drive back to the city, a "reward" for making David stop on the way up after I told him I had gone potty when I hadn't.

Anyways, those are the sorts of episodes I have in mind. Happy to take suggestions and requests either in the comments below or by email!

Wife Fucked

Maybe I can bang out a short one on my iPad...

Went to bed last night. David was in bed just ahead of me. He turned on the light on his bedside table and told me to turn off the main light. I did so, and then he stayed poised on the switch of the bedside lamp as I jumped into bed (we were both nude). His back was turned to me and he was very close to the edge of the bed as he turned the light off. Before he could adjust, I quickly shimmied right up to him and spooned him. He had, like, twelve inches of bed or something.

"I love you!" I told him as I squeezed him, mischievously knowing he had no bed.

"Are you going to move, or do I have to move you?" he asked, amused at my antics.

"What?" I said, playing dumb and innocent. He knew.

As he squiggled around to face me, I squiggled to face away from him, shoving my butt back to give him even less space. I felt one of his hands come under me on top and grab a tit, and his other big hand grab a full top ass cheek with fingers penetrating both pussy and ass. He lifted and pushed, moving me towards the middle of the bed. "David, no!" I yelled in distress from the rough treatment.

Having cleared sufficient space, he pulled the duvet off me, pushed me forward at the back of my neck, hauled back, and gave me six stingy hard spanks to my bare ass.

Well, by this point my tits had been mauled, my ass grabbed and lifted, my pussy and asshole penetrated, and my ass smacked. Yet, despite (or because of!) the abuse, I found myself suddenly quite horny. I wasn't before when I jumped into bed, but after his rough handling...

I pushed my ass back into him after my little spanking, and wiggled it against his crotch. I could feel a certain stiffness developing.  He put his hands back on me, and groped my tits and ass again. I could feel his fingers in me, and knew he was feeling my pussy dampen for him.

He gently pushed my head away from him and down while hauling my hips up and closer to him. He must have licked his fingers because he slapped me gently on my pussy, transferring the saliva on his fingers onto my exterior pussy lips. I was about to be fucked!

I felt the slippery head of his penis at my vaginal entrance. He still held my head down, bending me over acutely so my bare pussy was the most prominent part of me. I was feeling submissive, bent over like this, and wanting his cock inside of me.

He pushed it in. It's always a little "shock" as I stretch to accommodate his girth. He started slowly, only fucking me an inch or two deep. I encouraged him by moaning, wriggling, and rhythmically squeezing his cock inside of me using my pussy muscles.

He moved his hand to the back of my head, grabbing a fistful of hair, and with the other hand pulled my hips up and into him as he started going deeper and deeper. Before long he was in to the hilt and I was feeling his big balls slapping against my cunt as I got very properly fucked!

Ok, how do I describe this? It hurts, but it hurts so good... It's a bit punishing. It's a bit like a spanking that way. But very exciting at the same time. He moved his hand away from the back of my head and put both hands around my hips and really started fucking me hard. I stayed bent over as a submissive trophy to my man.

I started in with a mix of moaning in heat and mewling in pain, which properly represented my state.

He didn't want to finish in me like that, so he pulled out before that happened. He moved me to the center of the bed, on my back, with my head on the pillow. I spread my legs for him and he mounted me, missionary style. With his hand he re-guided his dick into me. I raised both hands and put them above my head. He took my two hands into one of his big hands and stretched them up further. Trapping me. Holding me. Subduing me. He threw the duvet back over the both of us so that we were under the covers. I struggled against his grip on my hands because it excited me to do so. He responded by stretching me out harder and putting his free hand on my breasts and squeezing them hard. Both girls got the treatment as he simultaneously plundered the depths of my pussy with his cock.

"Please, Sir, don't" I squealed "in distress". It's a game we play.

"No woman, enough is enough. You're getting properly wife-fucked tonight and you have nothing to say about it."

It's the nice thing about being married. If you're not married, you can't be properly wife-fucked.

"No. Don't. Please!" I begged him.

"Unless I start seeing some enthusiasm, woman, I'll take my belt to your bare ass after I'm done with you."

"Not the belt, Sir. Please not the belt!" I begged.

He paused his thrusts and said, "and so...?"

I started moving my hips up and down and circling his cock, and squeezing his dick.

"That's better," he said, and picked up the pace fucking me deeply. He also planted a deep kiss onto my lips, tongue fucking me as he did so.

We moved together as I felt him nearing his climax. He went as deep as he could, held it there, thrust again, and came deeply into me. He let go my arms and collapsed his weight onto me as I hugged him mightily and kissed his neck.

He rolled off of me onto his back and I snuggled into his arms. I had not cum, but I felt as if I did not need to. I felt very satisfied as a woman.

Normally, soon after a fucking like this I discretely go to the bathroom and use a tissue on my pussy to clean it up of my wet juices and his seeping cum. Today I stayed in bed. I wanted to feel his hot cum slowly seeping out of me.

As it did so, I squeezed my thighs together and felt it there. I slept like that.

I would go for a refreshing swim first thing in the morning and wash the sheets after my husband rose.

On Vacay

Hey Guys and Gals! Just wanted to let you know we are on some PTO up at the cottage. No access to a real computer, only my iPad. But lots to write about when I can!

There have been outdoor spankings. OTK, belt whippings, and switchings. (Darned mosquitoes!)

I've been spanked to tears by David, and reminded afterwards who the woman is...

My Dad swatted my (clothed) ass!

I had to cut a switch outside, bare naked. After my switching I had to go skinny dipping to cool me off.

David got spanked (not quite to tears) and got reminded afterwards who the woman is...

See you soon!

Julie