Part I: Preparation
REAL Spanking Short Stories from The Life and Times of...
I’ve been careless, extremely careless.
It’s true that I have no love of household administration, however never once have I been so negligent in this regard.
The long and the short of it is that I repeatedly failed to pay a utility bill and consequently our power was disconnected earlier this week.
As always, there is so much more to it than that but here we deal in bottom lines only…
Unfortunately for me, very soon there will be plenty of lines on my bottom!
Back when I worked with Monsieur le Professor, I was once severely reprimanded and punished for some cheeky and borderline disrespectful ‘Online Conduct’.
During the searing admonishment he informed me that outcome was worth double intent. In other words, even if one’s intentions were good (or at least not that bad), the outcome of the offense was of twice the significance. So, if harm was caused despite there being no intent, then one was ‘in for it’.
Thinking back on the revelation of that philosophy I am now wincing.
This week, despite my intention to pay that bill, we’ve had to stay in a hotel for 5 nights, we’ve lost 3 freezers worth of food, had to pay a figure of over 2 months wages for most people and paid out for some very expensive (and seriously below average) meals out.
That doesn’t even mention the money slipped to a friend to deal with the utility company over the phone, nor the petrol, inconvenience and most of all my lack of ability to work - I run an online business - over the 3 days and numerous attempts it took us to get reconnected.
In short, the outcomes have been dire and if outcomes really are worth double intentions…. I dread to think.
On the other hand, there is that old English law principle of ‘reasonably foreseeable’ consequences. The idea being that one cannot be held responsible for any consequences that occurred - no matter how terrible - if they were not reasonably foreseeable.
If, for example, I robbed a bank and during the subsequent cops and robbers car chase an innocent spectator was run over and killed by the cops or a vehicle other than mine, I cannot be charged with murder, nor manslaughter. This is because, although truly terrible for an innocent bystander to lose one’s life, this is not a reasonably foreseeable consequence.
Or, for a more modern-day example, if some mentally unstable person harms themselves because they read my blog and have a melt-down, that simply isn’t my problem.
If you don’t like it, don’t read it. Moron.
I digress.
Suffice to say, I did something wrong, it had fairly dire, foreseeable consequences and some absolutely awful ones that were not, in fairness, reasonably foreseeable in any way… like taking 3-4 days to get reconnected despite having already paid the bill, the exorbitant penalties, a CRIMINAL reconnection fee (which I WILL be challenging) and the associated costs of an extended hotel stay, petrol etc.
The utility company in question made horrendous blunders, were unimaginably unhelpful, had exceptionally poorly trained staff and have no rival companies to choose from!
This was extremely anxiety-inducing from my perspective.
As a submissive who has already admitted fault for a pretty stupid sequence of avoidable errors and who knows she will certainly be caned for them, the last thing I needed was other idiots to aid me in compounding the error.
As humans it is sometimes hard to be precise in apportioning blame and I’m not going to lie I was beginning to think this could very quickly look like a cricket score.
Hence, I was actually relieved when my Head of House handed the sentence down fairly early on in the catastrophe - him realising that I can bear no responsibility for the behaviours of the utility company no matter how irksome and no matter how much worse than my original screw up.
“12 with the junior [cane] to be administered in a couple of days.”
“Yes, sir. Thank you.”
This was a blessed relief at the time, still very much in the middle of the mini-catastrophe with no resolution in sight.
Don’t get me wrong. Six with the junior is plenty; enough to both punish and deter. However, for someone of my experience this was a ridiculous sequence of the ‘error of judgement’ variety and it could have been so very much worse!
That said, now that the dust has settled, the power is back on and I am to be caned first thing tomorrow morning, the proximity to the caning alone has very much shifted my focus.
For the next 24-hours, I will find any spare moment automatically dedicated to the impending thrashing. Despite literally years of practice, I will still be unable to put it out of mind entirely and some of my work will be slightly impaired as the inevitable outcome approaches.
On the bright side, post-thrashing, LOTS of supremely high-quality work will be done as is always the case and nothing will be too much trouble.
However, now is very much the time to prepare for punishment.
Knowing the precise discipline to be meted out is almost no comfort, having been caned many times before, I know only too well how much it is going to hurt and even then, it will hurt more than I am actually capable of remembering.
Mr. Woodley, my English mentor/disciplinarian, recently told me:
Whilst I always try to be sympathetic and reassuring to a young lady facing a caning for the first time it is important not to go back on the decision- once sentenced to the cane it should be given.
In fact the most anxious I've seen a girl was when I caned her for the second time. The first time she didn't know exactly what to expect but soon learned that even three good strokes was very painful. As a result when she had to report to me for "six " she was in a state of very heightened anxiety.. Hence my approach; don't give many but hit the bottom hard!
~ Mr. Woodley
He’s absolutely correct.
Whilst my first-ever caning was an extremely frightening experience (as a sportswoman I had a fairly good reference bank for physical pain), the second time was in some ways much worse.
Once one actually knows what it feels like to be properly caned - punishment and not funishment - one cannot hide behind ‘wishful thinking’, ‘naivety’ nor hopium!
At this stage, having successfully negotiated dozens and dozens of disciplinary canings, I can be in no doubt whatsoever as to what to expect and yet it will still hurt more than I remember.
Whilst these are not happy thoughts, they are essential ones.
Contemplation of the imminent punishment helps with acquiescence, contrition and with future planning for improved outcomes. All vital necessities for this kind of discipline to be truly valuable.
Tonight, I will ensure that I am physically ready for tomorrow morning; good sleep, lots of water, clothes and a plan for the day.
However, today is more about allowing the mind to comes to terms with what will happen, how it will feel and what the improvements that need to be made look like.
I also won’t allow myself to dwell too much today as an awful lot of brainwork will be in play from the moment I wake tomorrow morning. Whilst I will allow my mind to wonder today at appropriate times, I will not allow myself to obsess over it.
This is easier the more disciplinaries you’ve faced. I’m not sure I thought of anything else the day prior to my first, second and even third encounter with the jolly old stick!
Alas, now things are different and I have better control of my ability to manage panic.
A good attitude to discipline in general helps enormously. I genuinely value it as I have great respect for its power to mold, shape and improve both performance and character. The rewards are plentiful and its potential is truly awe-inspiring when it is done properly.
Sir and I behave in an unusually professional manner - for a married couple - towards one another in the build up to but especially during and immediately after discipline.
We take great care to ensure that it will not turn into a sexual encounter which is appropriate for funishment but has absolutely no place in the context of real discipline.
One cannot hope to make great strides in work, sport, life etc., through use of corporal punishment if it is intertwined with sexual gratification. The thrashing then becomes about something else entirely.
That’s not to say that some time after real discipline one cannot enjoy certain aspects of an experience, nor is there anything wrong with funishment, however sex and true discipline have to be separate.
As an old disciplinarian acquaintance of mine used to say:
“It isn’t punishment if she’s getting off on it.”
A little crudely put, perhaps, but he certainly got his point across!
Tomorrow, after it’s over, I shall write up the experience of yet another punishment caning - every one is different and yet somehow so very much the same!
You will likely more easily see the slightly unusual kind of professional conduct between husband and wife that we work hard to maintain so that corporal punishment does not lose its potency in the context of our relationship.
How slowly time doth crawl when one is due a dozen!
Jacqui James
Live-Lash-Love
That was from the “PRO” section of my website, more of which can be found here: https://jacquijames.substack.com/s/pro-disciplinarians
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