His Hairbrush and the Mystical Feminine

I was blogging around today and happened to visit andy's blog at http://someonesgonnagetit.wordpress.com. He posted a captioned picture that started making me think and inspired a blog entry. I reproduce his delightful captioned photo below.

I was taken by this image and andy's caption. Here is portrayed a physically slight woman, completely in command, in no doubt whatsoever that her hulking man will docilely fetch her the paddle and endure a hard spanking from her, meekly staying in position just because she commands him to. It's no coincidence that his mother knows his wife spanks him, and encourages her.

How many of my male readers would meekly go over her knee when ordered to? No doubt the vast majority of you. I think you should all agree to wear a special pin or something. That way if any of us dominant women see one of you in the street, we will know it is fine to haul you into the lady's room and take your pants down for a good old-fashioned bare bottomed spanking. I have no doubt you would obey us, you poor, enthralled boys.

I feel like her. I am much smaller physically than my husband. Yet I can command him to fetch me his hairbrush, lay across my knees, and endure a very long and hard hairbrush spanking. It will be painful, and it will be punishment if I make it so. Nonetheless, he will kiss my feet afterwards, and beg only to be loved.

I punish him in front of other women, I embarrass the fuck out of him, and I make him stand with his nose against the living room wall wearing panty, bra, and heels while my sister and I finish a bottle of wine and watch his strapped thighs quivering from the strain. He does the housework when I tell him to, and if he doesn't do a good job, he's spanked and in panties for a week. (Yes, he has been "panty trained" like that, even having to wear them to work, much to his embarrassment!)

What's with that? Is it breast or vagina that makes them obey like that? Or is it more subtle? Is it femininity that makes them obey?

Certainly, society and the law is on our side. If he lays a finger on us he is in jail. If we spank him too hard will he press charges and take us to court? Ha Ha! I think I for one would actually enjoy that, testifying in court about all the little humiliating details, and having my lawyer cross-examine him on them "and you were in women's underwear you say? And this small woman here 'forced' you to wear them you say? How much do you weigh, sir? A background in martial arts you say?" I would no doubt emerge as some sort of a folk hero. If he touches me, he's a disgusting wife-beater, throw away the key!

Or is it a "Mommy" thing? andy clearly confuses the two, bringing "Mom" into his little fantasy. Is it true that men's behaviors are conditioned by a repressed "Mommy" fetish? I once made david call me "Mommy" as I spanked him. He slipped into it surprisingly easily, as in "no Mommy, please Mommy, I'm sorry Mommy! Wahhhh!"

If not Madonna, perhaps Whore?

I've known since I was a teenager the pleasure of using my sexuality to make boys do what I want them to do. With some boys and men it backfires. With my husband it never does.

When I peg him, he asks if I can do it missionary style, with his legs raised high. He says he likes me topless as I do that, as a reminder that it is a woman who is subjugating him like that, treating him like a slutty whore. I happily oblige. I love the image as well. Often I band his panties around his ankles as I fuck him like that. That puts an extra blush on his face, as that is where he must look.

I say we are not 24x7 FLR, but sometimes even I wonder. It is true that I make up scenes, and we go into character and then out of character to discuss it afterwards.

Other times my "scenes" consist of "why the hell is the laundry not done???" Actually, doing the laundry is not his "chore". This is nothing we ever discussed as being "his chore." Sometimes I happily do it. Completely arbitrarily I will see it not done and take him to task for it. Why the fuck shouldn't he do it before I do? Usually there is some pathetic excuse from him, some scolding from me, and the inevitable "bring me your hairbrush. Now, mister!" After I spank him part of the "scene" is making him do the laundry (generally in feminine lingerie as he still has this idea that housework is "woman's work" so I oblige him in that regard). After the laundry is washed, dried, ironed, folded, and put away, then our "scene" is over. We often don't bother de-briefing after a "scene" like that. Is that FLR or scening? You see what I mean?

The hairbrush I use on his bottom is definitely "his hairbrush". It magically showed up out of nowhere that first day he ever asked me to spank him. Therefore I still think of it as "his hairbrush". So therefore it's, "honey, fetch me your hairbrush," or "your hairbrush is going to be getting a workout today!"

Other implements are mine. I bought the wicked strap. It's mine, as in "I am going to teach you a lesson with my strap you will never forget, mister!"

His cock is also mine. For example, if I catch him masturbating in front of the computer, it's "did I give you permission to play with my cock?" Then he gets a spanking, usually right there in front of the computer, with his naughty images still on the screen. I grab him by the hair and make him look at the images as I spank him. Truth be told, unlike some other wives, I like that he has a sex life with his hand. I think it's very amusing. Usually the end of his "punishment" is making him stand facing the computer monitor, bare ass naked, jerking off into his hand as I watch, me enjoying the clenching and jiggling of his bare red ass cheeks as he tugs on his penis and pulls on his balls. Then, when he has a big handfull, it's down the hatch, mister cock tugger! If those girls on the screen could only see him now.

Why does he allow me to do these humiliating things to him? Why does he crave me doing them to him?

I think it's the mystical feminine, and it's the best way I know of for me to get in touch with it. I highly recommend it.