I Live In A Domestic Discipline Relationship
My husband thinks I am addicted to conflict. I think I have a SERIOUS case of PMS...
I am perfectly fine with being submissive, I may have some small flaws, nothing so serious... until that time of the month (thankfully it's not every month now!!) When all I care about is to have my own way. I can't stand to be told what to do, I get aggresive, madder and madder till I just can't stop. Sometimes I get so annoyed I cannot even eat.
I magnify things: attitudes, words, critics. Unfortunately my husband's timing is not perfect either, so a little scolding .. and I'm at a downfall unable to get out by myself. All I want is to be alone, but I cannot even stand myself ...
Before DD this usually started a BIG fight with my husband, then we didn't talk to each other for a week or more... And basically we were both miserable .
Now? At the second day, he just took his belt off (ouch... real business!!) . And again, spanking worked it's magic. I ended up crying over the bed and the minute he allowed me, I jumped to him. I wanted nothing but to hide myself in his arms.
There's nothing sexy with this kind of spankings. He ended up crying too and I was a mess. But I was exorcised of the PMS demon... until next month.
I am perfectly fine with being submissive, I may have some small flaws, nothing so serious... until that time of the month (thankfully it's not every month now!!) When all I care about is to have my own way. I can't stand to be told what to do, I get aggresive, madder and madder till I just can't stop. Sometimes I get so annoyed I cannot even eat.
I magnify things: attitudes, words, critics. Unfortunately my husband's timing is not perfect either, so a little scolding .. and I'm at a downfall unable to get out by myself. All I want is to be alone, but I cannot even stand myself ...
Before DD this usually started a BIG fight with my husband, then we didn't talk to each other for a week or more... And basically we were both miserable .
Now? At the second day, he just took his belt off (ouch... real business!!) . And again, spanking worked it's magic. I ended up crying over the bed and the minute he allowed me, I jumped to him. I wanted nothing but to hide myself in his arms.
There's nothing sexy with this kind of spankings. He ended up crying too and I was a mess. But I was exorcised of the PMS demon... until next month.