The art of discipline

I don't have to discipline my hussy often.  She always strives to be the best hussy for me.  She visited me for 10 days over the Easter period.  Some of that I was at home but four days of it I was at work.  I gave her some simple instructions for her to observe while I was at work.  They were time management based. Very easy to achieve.  But she does have a trouble with time deadlines.  Though earlier punishments had started to correct this.  As I was at work, I arranged for her to be observed in my absence.  They reported back to me that she had failed on at least one occasion to meet her deadline.

I never like to keep these things hanging over my hussy.  I prefer to broach the subject and meet out the appropriate punishment.  And this is what I did.  My hussy was perplexed and believed she had done as I'd asked.  When I disputed this, to her credit, my hussy accepted that she may or may not have met her deadline.  And so I disciplined her.

I do have a cruel streak for discipline, mainly because my hussy is a teacher so it's very much turning the tables on her.  Though there is no longer corporal punishment in schools, I can instill some of the old ways with her.  First was the naughty spot.  An old favourite of mine.  Humbling and humiliating.  She stood nose to the wall, facing the corner of my room with her hands behind her back.  I left her there for several minutes.  What goes through her head?  Maybe she ponders on what will happen next or how to ensure she doesn't make the same mistake again.  I just enjoy the power of sending her into the corner like a four year old.

Then I told her to present herself with trousers and panties removed.  She lay across my lap for an over the knee spanking.  I didn't tell her how many times I would spank her.  I would do it to my satisfaction and instill in her my dominance with my discipline.  I warmed her ample bottom first with my hand.  When her skin started to glow, I switched to the dreaded hair brush.  I started to spank her and after each brace, she thanked me.  Soon she was jumping on my lap and inhaling sharply.  I smiled.  The wood was starting to make its mark.  The cheeks of her pale bottom were soon glowing deep red.  And the hair brush was also leaving neat marks.

I continued for several minutes until I was satisfied that punishment had been administered to my satisfaction and my hussy was suitably humbled by the experience.  I ordered her to stand up.  I gave her a formal dressing down, telling her that if she let me down again, I would give her such a spanking that she wouldn't be able to sit down.  I also withdrew some privileges that night such as internet and reading her book in bed.  Old fashioned lights out at a certain time.  Then I told her the punishment absolved her so that she knew it no longer hung over her head.  I knew that the discipline had done its job.

I'm not sorry for doing it.  Nor am I sorry that I enjoyed it, or that my hussy had red eyes after the punishment.  Turning the tables on her is appropriate and just a little bit delicious.  And if she doesn't want it to happen again, she just needs to remember how her bottom felt afterwards.

Too old to be sexy?

Last week Madonna was promoting her new album MDNA and performed wearing fishnet tights, hot pants and lacy boots.  She was criticised by the media for wearing such apparel because of her age (she's 53).  Now while I may not wear the hot pants or the same kind of boots, I do still have a love of fishnets and boots generally.  I also still wear short skirts.  But the furore made me think - am I too old to be sexy?  When is it too old to be sexy?

Most of this is down to our own society and culture.  What is deemed correct and seemly for a woman to wear at certain ages.  I always have a little voice in my head looking at myself critically to gauge if I'm mutton dressed as lamb.  I accept that while still several years younger than Madonna, I am in my mid forties and hurtling towards the magic five-o.  So should I start to consider what I wear more often and temper if it appropriate.  Obviously I don't go over the top with work wear.  I am not necessarily conservative, but conform to the dress code ensuring I am smart and professional.  That doesn't stop me from wearing knee high boots with a knee length skirt or stiletto heels with my shift dress.  Sometimes I will wear seamed stockings with my stilettos which make me feel sexy and confident while adhering to the dress code. I know from certain admiring looks, that my legs remain my greatest asset and should be showed off to their full potential.  And I enjoy that buzz.

At the weekends I tend to be a jeans girl.  But I also love my denim mini skirt, teamed with funky tights and boots.  Or my kilt mini skirt, again with boots.  Or my PVC skirt.  Again my legs are on show with a variety of boots to show them off in.  In the privacy of my chamber, I have a different wardrobe.  Sexy lingerie, stockings, suspenders, high heeled shoes, basques and bra/panty sets that will make most men (and women) stand to attention.  And because it's private, I don't worry about what anyone will think.  It's just me and my hussy.  And she adores whatever I wear.  So she's biased!

So although I have my own barometer as to what is right or not, the fact that the media slated Madge for her sense of dress, has made me think again.  How much longer can I wear such garments?  When is it appropriate to wear a shorter skirt or when is it time to give it admit it just isn't sexy anymore?  I don't own a pair of hot pants though I have some denim shorts but they tend to be for hot, sunny holidays.  I don't feel comfortable wearing them walking down my local high street even in the height of summer.  I do wear some of my uber sexy lingerie to work under my blouse and skirt or classic shift dress.  Mentally it makes me feel sexy without being glaringly obvious.  I haven't worn fishnets at work as some younger girls do though I do wear them at weekends teamed with a pair of boots.  But is there a line whereby I just shouldn't wear the fishnets in public?  And is that line made by society, convention or the media?

I accept that in 20 or 30 years time, I won't look sexy in fishnets or a mini skirt no matter how much I'd like to.  But in terms of the near future, that line isn't so apparent.  Well not yet.  I'm not mentally prepared for middle age and conformity.  I don't know if I ever will be!  I will resist it as much as possible and hopefully grow old disgracefully.  I know I'm not as slim as I used to be, and I have to work harder to lose the weight and keep in shape.  Sometimes I win, sometimes I fail.  But there is always this sexy girl inside of me who wants to show off, turn a few heads and enjoy doing that.  So who's to tell me I can't do that, I shouldn't wear this or that or "you're too old love".  But as long as I can wear fishnets, mini skirts, seamed stockings, stilettos and boots and look sexy - then does my age really matter?

Hopefully not.  Unless your name is Madonna......