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A Spanking Lifestyler Speaks of His Naughty Lady &
Their Red-Hot Relationship in a letter we've entitled...

Happiness IS in the
Palm of His Hand!

Dear Barbara & Michael... Though I live a special lifestyle, I still enjoy reading spanking publications like yours and viewing some of the videos that are available by certain producers in the community. I consider myself luckier than most because I live with a lady who enjoys spanking and gets her bottom spanked as often as I think it is necessary.

I told Ann when we were dating that I would not hesitate to spank her, and did on a few occasions, but mostly in a playful way. I really liked Ann and thought the best thing to do was to tell her I was really into spanking. Not only has spanking turned me on since I was a small kid, I really do believe a good spanking can get to the heart of the matter quicker than yelling and fighting.

After about a year of dating pretty regularly, I decided to ask her to marry me. When I slipped the ring on her finger, I told her that by agreeing to marry me, she was also agreeing to include spanking as part of our life together and that would include discipline as well as playful spankings. She agreed and we have been married for almost five years.

During our five years together, spanking has become an important part of our lives. Ann has been over my knee at least once a week and the prolonged playful sessions always end up in passionate lovemaking. On the occasions when Ann has done something to earn punishment, we talk about it and then she is spanked. She doesn't like it, and usually pouts a bit afterwards, but she admits that she deserved every punishment spanking she's received. She also agrees that her "ten minutes in hell", as she calls those spankings, are worth it since no grudges or ill feelings remain when they're done.

To better explain what I mean by discipline, I'd like to share a little an experience that happened a little over 6 months ago (the last occasion when discipline was called for)....

My wife and I enjoy playing cards with friends of ours, Cathy and John, who have been our next door neighbors for the last few years. They are regular visitors to our house and we to theirs. Occasionally, we all get in the car and go on long weekend excursions. Ann and Cathy go shopping together and John and I usually play golf once or twice a week.

One evening during our regular card game, Ann started getting really upset. She had continually drawn awful cards and she was starting to throw a bit of a fit. Ann can be over-competitive at times, but that evening she was obnoxious. The longer her bad luck went on, the more childish she became, eventually throwing a genuine tantrum and throwing her cards all over the kitchen. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I felt my face growing flushed as I sat there embarrassed, watching the shocked expressions on the faces of Cathy and John.

Ann, realizing what she had done, apologized to everyone. She gave me a sidelong glance and then quickly looking away. She picked up the cards and set them on the table. I apologized once again for my wife's behavior and said we should call it a night and we left. When we walked in our kitchen, Ann started to apologize. I stopped her, still angry at her childish behavior, and said we would talk about it in the morning.

The next morning, I had to leave for the office early and left a note for Ann telling her she was to meet me back home at noon and we would discuss her behavior. I knew her anticipation of what she knew she had coming would be the beginning of her lesson and keep her tense until she came home at noon.

Ann had arrived before me and when I walked in the kitchen at noon, she was standing at the kitchen counter. She didn't waste time trying to make small talk. "I'm sorry honey, I don't know what came over me." She apologized, knowing that her excuse would not get her out of the spanking she had coming.

"There was absolutely no excuse for your behavior last night. It was childish, you embarrassed our friends, me and yourself with your tantrum. The only way to make sure you don't pull a stunt like that again, is to warm that bottom of yours. Give me the paddle." I said, reaching out my hand.

Without another word, Ann opened the kitchen drawer and took out the wooden paddle. It is like the paddles that have the ball attached by rubber, but a little stronger and varnished to perfection for such occasions. I pulled out the kitchen chair, sat down and took her over my knee. I believe discipline should be ritualistic, so I raised her dress over her bottom and lowered her panties to the hollow of her knees without a word. Ann knew why she was being spanked.

For play, spankings can change to fit the occasion. For discipline, they should be known, respected exercises in lesson learning. I always spank evenly, firmly, and quietly when a discipline spanking is meted out. Ann knows exactly what to expect from a discipline spanking and she will usually catch herself in time to avoid one. When she doesn't, she knows she will spend sufficient time over my knee having her bottom warmed until she cries real tears and genuinely means it when she promises to behave.