Trip to the Woodshed.  My Daddy Dom and I have agreed upon rules that I follow.  My feisty and energetic personality means that sometimes I get caught up in the moment and forget to make good choices.  Usually I can follow the rules we have.  I did agree to them after all.  However, occasionally, I am filled with energy that I am unable to contain on my own and I break a rule.  When this happens, there are most certainly agreed upon consequences.

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Time felt as though it stood still.  It felt like hours passed to get through those 30 swats and for me to count each swat out loud.  I was sobbing and fighting the urge to beg him to stop with the increasing intensity of each swat.  I knew that I would not be able to sit down comfortably for the rest of the week.  Finally, though I cried out the number 30 after the hardest swat he had delivered throughout this phase of my punishment.

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