Adam Says .... (Part 2)

In Part 1 of "Adam Says" I found it interesting how many of you said that you wouldn't have been that open and receptive to a spanking "back then" in your own lives. And as I thought about it (with a sigh) I realized I probably wouldn't have been either. It probably would have ticked me off in a very big way.

Of course though, I do believe that any man who puts a woman over his knee for a first spanking... especially if it's for punishment... and especially if he has no clue as to how she'll react... that man better be fully prepared to not let up until there's some submission. If he lets her go before, she's liable to throw an ice bucket or something at him. I know I would have anyhow.

I picture - back then - exactly that happening. Adam is just too sweet. If he'd suddenly, unannounced taken me over his knee, I know this man... he would have stopped the minute I said "you son of a bitch." And that would have been the end of the spanking. And it would have been a dreadful mistake on his part... to stop the spanking, that is. But how's a fella to know that?

Anyhow, that's not even the point of this post. As we rode along and talked I commented on the fact that he seems so much more comfortable and in control of spanking things than he was at first. He's much more confident when he spanks me now than he's ever been and we continue to grow in that area.

I listened as he spoke about that. His words were interesting to say the least. He told me that at first it was hard because he had the old rule of men don't hit women drilled into his head. He said that eventually he began to see that what we do is NOT abuse and that much good comes from it.

Of course, you know me... I asked "How so? What do you mean? What good do you see?"

Admittedly his response stung a bit but for all the right reasons.

"Respect," he said. "You respect me more now than you ever have."

Gulp.

He was right.

I knew he was right. I couldn't even respond to that.

There's been many times when I've not respected him. I viewed him as weak. I thought he wasn't aggressive enough. Wimpy, even.

Something happens when I'm on the receiving end of his swings. The submissive side of me comes flying to life. I feel deep, deep love for him. I just want to be with him and no matter how close he holds me, it's not close enough.

And it's not a respect out of fear. No way. Not at all. It's just a respect that comes from somewhere deep inside of me when I'm spanked. I can't explain it, but one thing I know is that it's real.

This lifestyle has changed us over the past few years. We're happier than we've ever been and we just keep getting happier. I love him deeply. Actually I always have and I'm sure that he would tell you that being loved is good but being respected is what he's always needed from me.

He said that he can tell now when I NEED spanked. I said "You mean when I'm getting bitchy?"

I suppose a spanking does knock the nastiness right out of me....

And I've come to find out, it's not just what I need. It's what I want.

And wanting it is an awesome feeling.
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