I like the idea of rules, rules and punishments for breaking the rules. That should be rather obvious, knowing me...smiles. I think I am intrigued by the idea of a punishment being inevitable, something that has to be done. Something I have to endure.
Spanking among friends like Felicia and me...and our other friends in on it, has always been for fun. And for being a little naughty. I know what you are thinking and I don't mean it as a punishment for being naughty, rather that we want to be naughty doing it. I trust Felicia with my life and if you have read my blog you know she has the right to spank me whenever and wherever she wants. I have to say that would she do it too often in too public places I may consider that.
It is nothing wrong with that and it spices up my life, trust me...giggles. I don't want us to live in a kind of domestic discipline relationship. I don't want Felicia to be the head of the household (well actually, I wouldn't mind but it wouldn't work) or anything. It seems silly to think that she should tell me what is right and wrong and punish me for doing this and that. Some people have it like that, having someone spank them for speaking up or being angry or such things, or buying too much shoes or being bratty and things like that. Come on! We are friends, we nag at each other all the time and banter and rant and quarrel and hug and scream and shout and kiss and do all sorts of things that are...well, equal...or between friends and lovers and people that are level.
Felicia is stronger and more dominant than me but it would be daft to have her be the head of the household all the time or I would be some kind of slave or servant or anything. That wouldn't work and it would be silly. And again, I feel the need to point out that I am talking about us and not in general. I know people are perfectly happy living as slaves to one another and things like that and that is absolutely fine as long as they are happy with it. It wouldn't work for us, that is all I am saying.
I am still very attracted by the idea of having rules about what I should or shouldn't do and a punishment for breaking those rules. Like trying to have limits for me, that I should know what happened if I didn't do that or did this. Maybe it is just me wanting to feel a little submissive, like I want to bow to the rules, to the order of things, to her, to Felicia, my lovely red head.
Anyway, the punishment has to be harsh, something I really want to avoid. Like I get some whacks with the riding crop or the bath brush, something that really hurts.
what should the rules be about? It should be, perhaps, that I have chores, like doing things in the house at certain times. I know we share the responsibilities but perhaps I have to wash the dishes before a certain time or something like that. I think that would be interesting. To have to obey a rule. It may even improve me...giggles.
And I am talking with Felicia about this, of course. I wouldn't post this unless she knew my thoughts about it...Hm...maybe there could be rules about blogging.