October 6th, 2013
I woke up at 3:20 am and immediately had chest pains upon lifting my head to look at the clock. I got up and played World of Warcraft because I can’t sleep with chest pains and figured I could calm down.
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August 31st, 2013
I was conscious early, despite trying to stay asleep. He knows when I’m awake somehow. It was probably around 6am. He told me to turn over so he could spank me. It sounded like a request, so it was optional. I considered it for a minute. I suppose that I didn’t feel like it. It took another minute before I did and I didn’t say a word. I thought maybe he forgot, sometimes forgetting is good. After about a minute I was comfortable laying on my stomach and then I saw him reach and grab that horrible wooden paddle. I didn’t want that one. He hadn’t even struck me and I winced.
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August 3rd, 2013
I awoke before sunrise which isn’t unusual. I watched my husband sleep for a few minutes, feeling very sorry that I’d touched myself.
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Written on July 21st, 2013
Ouch! I had no warning I’d be getting it today, but I knew that I’d be getting it. He would never forget about a promised punishment. Right now my butt alternates between burning and throbbing, except when it does both at the same time. This wasn’t a typical punishment.
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I admit it, I was out of control from Saturday night until sometime on Monday. My husband had just thoroughly disappointed me on Saturday night deep into my core by saying that he wouldn’t spend the first day of his return with me. I was spiralling on a downward course to… well.. where I ended up. I broke nearly every rule I had been given.
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I Believe Intimacy Is Not Purely Sexual
Written on December 30th, 2012
I’ve talked to him about things I’ve never talked to anyone else about. I let him do things to me I’ve never let anyone else do. I have yet to meet anyone else that I would have been willing to give my virginity to. I don’t think there is another person, or I have yet to meet him.
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