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Date Posted: Wednesday, May 02, 2012, 05:19: pm
I started dieting right after our session on Sunday 4/22. I was really on edge at work on Wed. Got home and started dinner. Hubby called in about a half hour and told me to get undressed, put the hairbrush on the bedroom chair and get into the corner. He got home about 20 minutes later. He lectured me on the weight told to get over his lap and he started. I was bawling and pleading in seconds. He showed no mercy. When he was done he sent me back to the corner. After about 10 minutes he return gave me a pajama top, told me that's all I be wearing, to get cleaned up and we'd have dinner. My butt hurt so bad. When I went into the bathroom and saw it in the mirror I couldn't believe how red, purple and bruised it was. That night and the next 2 days at work were really uncomfortable. Saturday was a little better and so was Sunday. But sitting in that church pew wasn't much fun.
We got home and started our Sunday ritual. Measurements were fine. Weight was down 3lbs, so the diet was working. Went in to get my temperature taken and right after Hubby slid the thermometer in he told me how proud of me he was and that as long as I was losing weight there would be no spankings. But there would be corner time on Wednesdays until I got back to 132 lbs. So he'll be calling shortly telling me he's on his way home and I'll be headed to the corner.
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