Sitting sore

Well last night was my first maintenance spanking in almost a year and have I mentioned I HATE them?! Ugh!

First we discussed my rules and got rid of a few that are no longer applicable and added a few. All in all I have 10 rules and a chore list (because I struggle with the domestic side of being a stay at home wife). The rules are as follows:
1. Bedtime no later than 12:30
2. Take all my medications as precribed
3. Eat 2 meals a day
4. No cussing
5. No nail biting (it's a lifelong habit)
6. Keep my bathroom clean (I have a horrid habit of leaving clothes behind the door)
7. Attempt to wear 2 skirts a week (obviously depends on our icky weather) or atleast when we go out.
8. Maintenance preparation- bringing the bag of implements to him and be wearing a skirt.
9. Keep up with the chore list
10. Consider my actions before reacting.

Nothing in there is too far out there and I honestly think will help me develop into a better person. Well that was the easy part done... Next came the spanking.

I was instructed to pick 4 implements and as I dug around in the bag it occurred to me that we don't have enough 'nice' implements (if any implement can be considered nice). I quickly pulled out the 2 leather paddles and then spent the next 5 minutes trying to decide which of the wooden implements would hurt less. After being threatened with the entire bag if I didn't hurry I decided on a medium sized wooden paddle and the wooden bathbrush.

Once I was otk I got a brief warmup before being spanked with each implement as I read out the rules and answered questions about them. When he started using the paddle I quickly realised I had picked the wrong implement and I started to find it hard to read the rules. By the time he picked bathbrush i was silently cussing at myself for such a stupid choice as I kicked and squealed and squirmed doing anything and everything to avoid that dang brush. then I startedp begging, which is something I've asked Hubby to help me to stop doing as I feel really bad emotionally after a spanking where I've begged. I just feel like thats emotional blackmail on my part, especially as it's my husband spanking me and even though we both know this is for the best he still doesn't like seeing me in pain. so that cost me 10 extra swats w the bathbrush on the tops of my thighs. :( but it worked and i remained silent for the rest of the spanking.

So that pretty much sums it up. Today I am sitting carefully on a bruised bottom. I'm not looking forward to next Saturday night but I know it won't be near as bar if I can just make myself behave... Here's hoping!

Ps sorry if i rambled a bit lol