I got a punishment spanking last night as a reminder to take care of myself.
This morning, I woke up and got dressed in something other than pajamas, made breakfast, took my vitamins, drank water, and signed up for a yoga class later.
But it's not the spanking itself that helped jump start my self-care motivation. It's the fact that he cared enough to remind me. To lecture me. To love me.
The bruises this morning are a welcome reminder of that love. And the decisions I make today to take care of myself are ultimately my choices. He can't force me to eat or exercise or get dressed. I mean, he could. But that's not sustainable.
Last night he lectured me through the whole punishment and helped me face my excuses and identify the reasons why I haven't been taking care of myself.
He helped me focus my thoughts through impact.
He helped me recognize a problem I didn't even really know was there because I had become so stretched thin again.
He helped me see clearly so that I could make the right choices.
There's a misconception that in D/s dynamics like mine, the D-type takes care of the s-type. But really, in my dynamic, we support each other. And we take care of ourselves.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again, but D/s is a support supplement for self-improvement and mental health. Not a solution.
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The Punishment Diaries
RomanceSome husbands show their love through bouquets of roses, diamond earrings, or poetic confessions. Wrex shows his wife, Letti, his love through domestic discipline. Letti has always been fascinated by punishment and she happily embraces her husband's...
