Emotions during a spanking can be a very powerful mix. One moment everything is normal and the next moment everything changes and your world is turned upside down.
The Announcement
The words “Let’s go upstairs, you’re getting a spanking” make my heart about jump out of my chest. I feel an immediate flood of anxiety and dread knowing what is coming. An acute realization that that I have, once again, put myself in a situation where there will be real consequences.
Next comes the intense feeling of submission. I made a conscious choice to submit to my wife and accept her authority. I made a promise to us both that her word is final. As a submissive husband, this is the moment that really resonates with me, the moment I give in and embrace the fact that my wife is about to hurt me physically.
The Wait
Once my wife announces that I am getting a spanking, it might happen in 5 minutes or it might happen in a few hours. Either way, the wait bring it’s own set of emotions. First is this feeling of complete helplessness. The spanking is happening and my opportunity to avoid it has long passed. My wife has assumed complete control and I have zero control of the situation.
Next is a fairly calming wave of resignation. My fate is sealed and I am getting a spanking, there is nothing I can do about it but accept it. At this point I usually reassure myself that as severe as it might be, it will be over relatively quickly. Even if it is going to be a really bad spanking, it really can’t take that long to get through it.
The Position
When the time comes for my wife to administer my spanking, the dread and anxiety fade away. Now the humiliation begins. It starts when we are in the bedroom and she tells me to get my clothes off. Standing in front of my fully clothed wife and taking my clothes off for a spanking is intense. With my clothes off, I am fully naked, exposed and vulnerable.
Once my clothes are off, my wife instructs me to get into position. Laying face down on the bed clutching my pillow tightly. My bare ass on display for her as she stands above me. This is the moment of my pure submission. I have taken off my clothes and laid as instructed knowing that she would be paddling me as soon as I get settled. This is the moment I am inviting her to hurt me bad enough to make me cry for something I did.
The Spanking
The instant that the paddle makes first contact with my bare bottom everything changes. That initial impact shatters any mental composure I might have had. I am immediately brought into the present moment. As she continues to paddle me, each swat of the paddle reminds me of why I shouldn’t have done whatever I did. With each swing of the paddle the pain intensifies, and so does my regret. Oddly enough, it is not regret for accepting a female led relationship but it is pure regret for disappointing my wife.
The spanking continues and my cries get louder. Now I am in pure survival mode. Tears are uncontrollable at this point and internally I find myself begging for it to end. I would never verbally beg my wife to stop because I trust her and this is her moment to demonstrate her authority. I will endure whatever she feels is warranted. By the time the last swing of the paddle comes, my body is in complete sensory overload.
The Aftermath
As my wife sets the paddle down, signaling that the spanking is over, I feel a profound relief. It is over and whatever I had done to earn the spanking has been put to rest.
I lift myself off the bed and turn to face my wife. At this point I am both physically naked and emotionally naked. I face my wife tearfully, fully exposed and vulnerable. A very sorry man. My wife extends her arms and I melt into her and cry on her shoulder. Feeling her arms around me, holding me I feel the loving reassurance that it is over and all is forgiven.
All stress I might have been feeling moments before my spanking was announced is now gone. A wonderful feeling that all is well and good. My mind feels like it has been cleared of all clutter.
The Reconnection
Finally, after it is all said and done, I am left with an amazing reassurance that what just happened was done out of deep love. I feel a surge of love and devotion towards my wife. Her willingness to hold me accountable gives me calming piece of mind, knowing that she will not accept less than my best at all times.