I have not been a *very* good girl.

I have been wanting to write about this for a while and this blog post may never see the light of day, but I am going to write it. Because I started it a long time ago, like others, I am not going to change the tense. But it’s not *current* since we are apparently no longer speaking. Amongst the turmoil of my time in Vegas over Labor Day 2024, were some bright spots. I got spanked by Elephant every day. I brought a suitcase full of uniform things and had hoped I might get to wear uniform for him twice, but given everything, it didn’t work out until Sunday, and just the once. I was able to change my flight from a Sunday night red-eye to a Monday night red-eye, otherwise I’m not even sure that would have happened.

Shortly after waking up, I received the following text from him: “Marie. I would like to meet at 3pm for what really *should* be your regular Sunday formal thrashing in strict school uniform. I will pick out your uniform when I get there.”

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Discipline: A first time for everything…

When I say I have been thinking about discipline for as long as I can remember, I mean that. I didn’t have the vocabulary or context when I was younger, to differentiate between the concepts of punishment and discipline, but if I had to sub-categorize my spanking fetish, I’d lodge it under discipline. When I first entered the scene, I had similar ideas of what relationships between spankos looked like as most probably do – my ideas were from stories and the fiction of the stories turned out to be just as much fiction in real life. The reality is, very few people successfully do DD or other discipline based kink dynamics, 24/7/365. I’d argue most don’t and if speaking candidly, they’d probably admit that. Some won’t – and those are also relationships that are likely unsustainable. I’ve talked about why a lot before but it boils down to the fact that we are all adults and even when giving up control and wanting to give up control, we still have to actually do life. Those it works for, are most aware of that, and allow flexibility.

Buckle up, this is going to be a long one.

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