<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826</id><updated>2012-01-09T00:13:26.159-05:00</updated><category term='essay writing'/><category term='collar'/><category term='domestic discipline'/><category term='intro'/><category term='paddling'/><category term='belt'/><category term='bedtime'/><category term='corner'/><category term='cock gag'/><category term='velcro underwear'/><category term='DD'/><category term='grounding'/><category term='pussy spanking'/><category term='consequences'/><category term='forced nudity'/><category term='submissive'/><category term='riding crop'/><category term='Life'/><category term='strap'/><category term='punishment'/><category term='paddle'/><category term='Other'/><category term='strict'/><category term='discipline'/><category term='penis pacifier'/><category term='reminder spanking'/><category term='spanking'/><category term='Free Lube'/><category term='book review'/><category term='otk'/><category term='face slapping'/><category term='chores'/><category term='dildo'/><category term='Free condoms'/><category term='checking in'/><category term='spanking humor'/><category term='hairbrush'/><title type='text'>Cassady and Jack</title><subtitle type='html'>Living our lives as a spanking couple.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-1927428394671865248</id><published>2012-01-08T23:58:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T00:13:26.165-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='checking in'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Did you think I fell off the face of the earth?</title><content type='html'>Nope!  I'm still here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My injuries (foot/knee) are all healed! They have been for awhile, but then things got hectic with J's business, and then we were traveling over the holidays, then we had house guests....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't been on our spanking schedule in months. Mostly due to our busy schedule, guests, etc.  But also I just haven't been in the right mindset for it.  I can tell J is anxious to get back into things, but I think I take longer to decompress and ease our way back into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few times over the past weeks and months, J did spank me, but only for a few minutes at a time and never for any serious infraction.  Mostly just play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has given me a bedtime again. I had been staying up way too late and then sleeping late and not getting enough done during the day.  So I once again have a set time to be in bed.  That just started again last week.  I hate having to watch the clock, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to blog more often, but for now I'll leave you with this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PLPzvbYY4d0/Twp2pc74flI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qgG95o7gBEg/s1600/cartoon%2Botk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PLPzvbYY4d0/Twp2pc74flI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qgG95o7gBEg/s320/cartoon%2Botk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695495133277486674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-1927428394671865248?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/1927428394671865248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=1927428394671865248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1927428394671865248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1927428394671865248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2012/01/did-you-think-i-fell-off-face-of-earth.html' title='Did you think I fell off the face of the earth?'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PLPzvbYY4d0/Twp2pc74flI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qgG95o7gBEg/s72-c/cartoon%2Botk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-893790852927540150</id><published>2011-09-27T21:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T21:37:36.861-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where has the time gone?</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here!  I haven't dropped off the face of the earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long past couple of months.  As many of you know I broke my foot.  It made everything very difficult, including all spanking activities.  We tried a few times, but it never really worked.  Then, the last time, I twisted my knee!  That took a few weeks to heal and made things just that much harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all healed now, but I find myself still moving very cautiously.  J and I are both nervous about resuming my spanking schedule.  Mostly the problem arrises in my inability to not squirm. If I jolt my knee or foot I'm afraid it will hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much else to report.  We had a great summer, even with my injury.  I hope you all did, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cassady&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-893790852927540150?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/893790852927540150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=893790852927540150' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/893790852927540150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/893790852927540150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/09/where-has-time-gone.html' title='Where has the time gone?'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-7992594735543608624</id><published>2011-08-09T02:22:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T02:37:08.246-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hairbrush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Foot Update and a Spanking</title><content type='html'>My foot is mostly better, I've had lots of physical therapy and I can walk around a bit more now.  J and I still haven't really been able to get back into things; it's surprising how hard it is to get into certain positions with an injured foot.  It's like I'm missing a whole leg.  Not only can my foot not bear a lot of weight/pressure, but my whole leg is weaker from lack of use, so it's harder to support myself in different positions that I'm used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J did, however, find a way to spank me today.  He said he thought I really needed it (which I did).  We were laying on our bed and my legs were dangling over the edge, so there was no pressure on my foot or leg.  He spread open my legs and spanked my pussy.  It wasn't hard, but it stung.  I could not stay still either.  J said I was squirming much more than usual, which tells him I am too much out of practice.  He said he will need to remedy that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then stood in front of J and he bent me over slightly, so that I was pretty much standing, but putting most of my weight on my hands, leaning on the bed.  He grabbed a nearby wooden brush and paddled me with the flat side of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't very long, but it was a definite reminder that I shouldn't let myself become lazy or neglect my chores (at least the ones I'm able to do with a broken foot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S9tRsuiqHtU/TkDUbUaf5II/AAAAAAAAAEk/fSDMkIDGaRc/s1600/motivational%2Bposter%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S9tRsuiqHtU/TkDUbUaf5II/AAAAAAAAAEk/fSDMkIDGaRc/s320/motivational%2Bposter%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638740299269268610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-7992594735543608624?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/7992594735543608624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=7992594735543608624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7992594735543608624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7992594735543608624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/08/foot-update-and-spanking.html' title='Foot Update and a Spanking'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S9tRsuiqHtU/TkDUbUaf5II/AAAAAAAAAEk/fSDMkIDGaRc/s72-c/motivational%2Bposter%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-5178425830010063354</id><published>2011-07-07T13:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T13:46:37.276-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='checking in'/><title type='text'>Broke my Foot!</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update to let everyone know what has been going on here.  I apologize for not updating sooner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month I broke my foot.  ACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's healing nicely, but J and I haven't been able to do much playing or spanking or anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a removable cast and crutches, so I've been able to get around a little, but mostly I have to keep it elevated and iced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was depressed when it first happened. The loss of mobility was terrible.  And I haven't been spanked in nearly a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll be healed soon (they say 6-8 weeks) and we can get back to business! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0CquAvMclCo/ThXws_SxKgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/kbz86M5AZ_8/s1600/belt%2Bin%2Bmouth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0CquAvMclCo/ThXws_SxKgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/kbz86M5AZ_8/s320/belt%2Bin%2Bmouth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626667965164366338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-5178425830010063354?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/5178425830010063354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=5178425830010063354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5178425830010063354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5178425830010063354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/07/broke-my-foot.html' title='Broke my Foot!'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0CquAvMclCo/ThXws_SxKgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/kbz86M5AZ_8/s72-c/belt%2Bin%2Bmouth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-4025287270193570960</id><published>2011-06-02T15:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:27:54.583-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free condoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free Lube'/><title type='text'>Get some free Lube or Condoms</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update while I have a spare minute...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found some companies giving away free samples of Lube and Condoms.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can never have too much lube!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Astro Glide: &lt;a href="http://www.astroglide.com/FreeSample.asp" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.astroglide.com/FreeSample.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WET Lube: &lt;a href="http://www.stayswetlonger.com/freesamples/freesamples.php" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.stayswetlonger.com/freesamples/freesamples.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ID Lubricants: &lt;a href="http://www.idlube.com/index.php?do=sample" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.idlube.com/index.php?do=sample&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KY Intrigue: &lt;a href="http://www.freesamplesite.com/ydf/showthread.php?289870-Free-KY-Intrigue-Sample" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.freesamplesite.com/ydf/showthread.php?289870-Free-KY-Intrigue-Sample&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playtime Lube: &lt;a href="http://www.playlubricants.com/offers/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.playlubricants.com/offers/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nuvo Condoms: &lt;a href="http://nuvocondoms.com/free_sample/" target="_blank"&gt;http://nuvocondoms.com/free_sample/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sensis Condoms: &lt;a href="http://www.sensiscondoms.com/sample-sensis.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.sensiscondoms.com/sample-sensis.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now go have some safe, slippery fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-4025287270193570960?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/4025287270193570960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=4025287270193570960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4025287270193570960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4025287270193570960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/06/get-some-free-lube-or-condoms.html' title='Get some free Lube or Condoms'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-4255693290130867699</id><published>2011-05-18T00:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T01:01:03.344-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chores'/><title type='text'>Chore Charts &amp; Cleaning Lists</title><content type='html'>I found this site that has Chore Charts, Cleaning Lists, and other household management tools that you can print for free.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://moneysavingmom.com/downloads/household-management-forms" target="_blank"&gt;http://moneysavingmom.com/downloads/household-management-forms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I generally just make a to do list on a piece of scrap paper, but I like the organization of the forms on that site.  And it lets you easily customize them to your own needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I showed them to J and he said they would be much easier to read than my "scribbles" that I write down on the scrap paper.  I'm going to print a few tonight and see if it helps make me more organized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had an easy week so far.  J gives me a lot of slack when it's that time of the month.  I've been keeping up with my chores, but J has crossed a few things off of my list when I haven't been feeling well, and I haven't been spanked at all.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next week will be a different story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-4255693290130867699?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/4255693290130867699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=4255693290130867699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4255693290130867699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4255693290130867699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/05/chore-charts-cleaning-lists.html' title='Chore Charts &amp; Cleaning Lists'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-4455397904875381059</id><published>2011-05-11T01:15:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T01:26:56.499-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Reminder Spankings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After getting reminder spankings every weekday for 2 weeks, J told me he thinks I am ready to go back to our old schedule of 3x a week.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first reaction was relief to not be getting spanked every day.  But then I started to wonder if I might actually need daily spankings to keep on the path I'm on.  The past 2 weeks I feel like I've been mostly on top of things and am getting better at being submissive to J.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I need daily reminders .  It puts me in a certain headspace where I feel like I'm confident in my place and what I have to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1dUy-_wkt2Q/Tcoc4-I-ipI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Udbp1TCIKx4/s1600/waiting%2Bover%2Bpillows.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1dUy-_wkt2Q/Tcoc4-I-ipI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Udbp1TCIKx4/s320/waiting%2Bover%2Bpillows.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605324451294907026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm beginning to realize I like the routine and accountability involved in our version of DD.  It makes me feel safe and secure to know that someone cares about what I do and will help me be a better person, even if those ways might be unconventional.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like to know that I am going to get spanked on certain days and at certain times, even if I haven't done anything wrong.  I know some people think that it's unfair to be spanked for "no reason", but I don't see it that way at all.  I see it as J knowing enough about me to know what I need, and he follows through.  And I definitely need to be spanked regularly.  Otherwise I just fall to pieces.  Not emotionally - I'm always very happy with my life, but as far as getting things done - errands, chores, etc... I just get so lazy, I just don't do anything.  The reminder spankings really help keep me on track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hoping 3 spankings a week will be enough for me to happily get my to-do lists done, and not struggle with finishing it each night.  And I hope the weekly pussy spanking is enough to help me be submissive to J without any complaints or hesitation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone wants to post in the comments, or email me privately, I'd love to know what spanking schedule you have and if it's working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-4455397904875381059?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/4455397904875381059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=4455397904875381059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4455397904875381059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4455397904875381059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/05/reminder-spankings.html' title='Reminder Spankings'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1dUy-_wkt2Q/Tcoc4-I-ipI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Udbp1TCIKx4/s72-c/waiting%2Bover%2Bpillows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-6697100030807812773</id><published>2011-05-06T21:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T21:15:06.959-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>I am a submissive woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;I just read this poem at the &lt;a href="http://cornertime202002.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;CornerTime &lt;/a&gt;blog.  It really says a lot of how I feel about being submissive to J.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;*************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am a submissive woman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I find pleasure, joy, and fulfillment from being submissive&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;to my Husband in a loving relationship.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I am not weak or stupid. I am a strong woman,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;with firm views and a clear concept of what I want out of my life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I do not serve out of shame or weakness, but out of pride and strength.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I will look to my loving Husband for guidance and protection, for never&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;will I be more complete than when He is with me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I know that He will protect my body, my mind, and my soul&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;with His strength and wisdom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He is everything to me, as I am everything to Him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;His touch awakens me and His thoughts free me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Only in serving Him do I find complete freedom and joy…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;His punishments may be harsh, but I accept them thankfully,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;knowing that He has my best interests always foremost in His mind.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;If He desires my body for pleasure, I shall joyfully give it to Him&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and take pleasure myself from knowing that I have brought Him happiness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;However, the pleasure of the flesh is but one facet of our relationship.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The love, the trust and sharing, the words spoken and felt,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;those are all parts of this relationship.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My body is His, and if He says I am beautiful, then I am.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;No matter what I look like to others, I am beautiful in His eyes,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and because of that I hold my head high.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;If He says I am His precious jewel,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;then I am that…a beautiful, sparkling gem.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;If He says that I am His pet, His slut, His whore, then I am that..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;as wanton and dirty as He wants me to be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My mind is His, to expand, to explore, to know only as He can.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I have no secrets from Him… for secrets are a thing that would&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;keep me from being more perfectly His.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Secrets would put a wall up between my Husband and myself…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and I do not want walls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;His lessons are not always ones I would seek on my own,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;but they are lessons He has decided that I need, and so I learn from Him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My soul is His, as bare to His touch as ever my skin could be&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;when I kneel naked at His feet.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Never a moment goes by when I do not feel His presence,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;be He miles away or standing over me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;If I were to ever displease Him, His displeasure would be a blow to my soul,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;worse punishment than any lashes could be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The anguish of my soul that I feel when I disappoint Him&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;is harder to bear than any physical anguish I feel.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I am grateful that he cares enough about me to spend&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;His time and energy so freely on me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I have the easier job, to feel, to experience,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;to let myself go and abandon everything to Him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I am His pleasure and His responsibility, and He takes both seriously .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I am a submissive woman.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I am proud to call myself that, my submission is a gift that I do not give lightly,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and can only be given to the One who can appreciate that gift and return it tenfold.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Only to my Husband who has that strength, will I give myself fully,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;because I am strong and proud.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I am a submissive woman.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;~Author Unknown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-6697100030807812773?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/6697100030807812773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=6697100030807812773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6697100030807812773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6697100030807812773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-submissive-woman.html' title='I am a submissive woman'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-5466583814896702189</id><published>2011-05-04T00:22:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T01:12:55.572-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chores'/><title type='text'>Back Home and Finally Alone!</title><content type='html'>Before we left for the beach, my brother told us he's moving in with his girlfriend!  He doesn't have very many belongings, so his move was quick and easy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are finally alone again!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were away J told me that we were going back to regular, reminder spankings.  I was under the impression that we were going to be returning to our former schedule of 3 reminder spankings a week plus one pussy spanking.  But J informed me that I'd be getting spanked every day, until further notice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first week was mostly spent getting back into routine.  I was spanked every day Monday through Friday.  Wednesday I also got a pussy spanking.  I struggled a little bit during the week.  I did not want to be spanked every day.  And by the end of the week I was so sore!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on the other hand, my to do list was done, plus I even had time to do EXTRA!  That part was fantastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week started and J said we would again have daily reminder spankings.  Monday wasn't too bad, but Tuesday hurt like crazy!  I am very sore from all these spankings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mostly J has been reminding me of why we are doing this.  As much as I don't like the spankings, something is definitely working, because I have been able to complete my chores and daily to do lists with tons of extra time to spare! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, right before bed, J told me to take off my clothes and lay on the bed.  He started playing with my clit the way I love him to.  He was asking me whose pussy it was, and I replied "yours".  It was so hot.  Then, right before I was about to cum, he stopped and told me to take over.  I did and he spanked my pussy very hard and said CUM!  I had barely just gotten my fingers in place!  He then proceeded to spank my pussy really fast and hard without stopping and kept telling me to cum.  I didn't cum right away, but it was much quicker than normal, and it was intense!  This is definitely J's new favorite game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh...it's good to be back home and back on track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-5466583814896702189?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/5466583814896702189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=5466583814896702189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5466583814896702189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5466583814896702189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/05/back-home-and-finally-alone.html' title='Back Home and Finally Alone!'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-146925100073780502</id><published>2011-05-01T20:20:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T21:10:35.279-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cock gag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paddle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collar'/><title type='text'>Birthday Spanking Week (Part 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;(&lt;a href="http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/04/birthday-spanking-week-part-1.html" target="_blank"&gt;Read Part 1 Here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;a href="http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/04/birthday-spanking-week-part-2.html" target="_blank"&gt;Read Part 2 Here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;a href="http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/04/birthday-spanking-week-part-3.html" target="_blank"&gt;Read Part 3 Here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wednesday I was woken up with kisses and flowers.  They smelled so sweet and filled the whole room.  While I was still laying in bed, J gave me a nice, sensual full body massage, which turned into some fantastic sex.  What a wonderful way to wake up on my birthday!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a small breakfast and took showers, and afterwards J reached over to me and started to put on my collar &amp;amp; leash.  He hesitated and said, "We don't have to do this if you don't want to.  If you want to spend your birthday some other way."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave him a quick kiss and told him I was all his.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He led me out to the deck and told me to kneel.  I did and he fucked my face for just a few minutes.  He then led me off the deck onto the grass and had me crawl around the yard on all fours, with him pulling on the leash.  We don't often do things like that, but it was exciting being outside.  It's very private and no one can see us, but it still feels exhibition-like.  A few times he swatted my ass, as I was crawling and I was afraid the sound would carry.  But it wasn't likely anyone would be able to tell where exactly it was coming from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent a lot of time outside since the weather was perfectly warm and breezy.  One thing J likes to do is open my pussy lips very wide and just hold them there.  It makes me feel very exposed.  Every time he did that, I could feel the breeze on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;clit&lt;/span&gt;.  It was just enough so I could feel it, but too light of a sensation to do any good.  It was making me want to reach down and apply the &lt;u&gt;right &lt;/u&gt;amount of pressure so that I could cum.  But when I suggested this to J, he said no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few hours later, we went back in the house and J said I was going to finish what was started outside.  He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; on the couch and I knelt next to him.  He grabbed the leash and pulled me down to him.  He reached around to the back of my head and guided me right to his cock.  I hesitated and he said "Open."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I opened my mouth and he easily slid in.  It didn't take very long for him to cum, since he'd been on the verge for hours.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He told me we had just enough time for one more spanking, before we had to leave.  He arranged me over the ottoman and gave me a nice long warm up with his hand.  He then alternated between a small wooden paddle and our leather strap.  He spanked me for a very long time.  It felt like an hour.   Since my legs were spread wide, he also had access to my pussy, and he made sure to swat there a few times with his hand, in between swats to my ass with the paddle &amp;amp; strap.  J said he wanted to ensure I would be ready to start back to our old schedule next week.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my spanking, J said he would like to see me make myself cum.  I flipped over on the ottoman, and started rubbing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;clit&lt;/span&gt;.  J watched me for a few minutes, and then gave me a quick swat with his hand.  "Cum," he commanded.  I can never cum on cue, but J likes to make me try.  And once he thinks it's time, he spanks my pussy, without stopping, until I do cum.  My pussy was getting sore like he spanked it for hours, but I think it only took about 4 minutes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J let me lay on the ottoman for awhile to recover while he loaded the car.  Before we left, I got dressed in regular clothes, which felt really strange.  J took my collar and leash off, but he said I was going to be wearing the cock gag the whole way home.  I gave him an alarmed look, but he assured me that it would be dark, and no one would be able to see me.  He wasn't going to buckle the strap in the back, and if we came to any well lit areas, I could remove it.  Same for toll booths or if we got pulled over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was sad about going back home, but at the same time glad to know that next week I would be back on track and getting things accomplished.  And I had such a fun birthday week, both with our friends, and after they left!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-146925100073780502?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/146925100073780502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=146925100073780502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/146925100073780502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/146925100073780502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/05/birthday-spanking-week-part-4.html' title='Birthday Spanking Week (Part 4)'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-8497497962502444801</id><published>2011-04-27T01:15:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T01:33:53.438-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cock gag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penis pacifier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forced nudity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paddle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belt'/><title type='text'>Birthday Spanking Week (Part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;(&lt;a href="http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/04/birthday-spanking-week-part-1.html" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(68, 85, 102); "&gt;Read Part 1 Here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;(&lt;a href="http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/04/birthday-spanking-week-part-2.html" target="_blank"&gt;Read Part 2 Here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday started out much like Monday with breakfast, then me on my knees in the shower, followed by air drying on the deck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After being naked for a couple of days it starts to become less noticeable to me.  I become a little more comfortable, though it makes going anywhere impossible.  J came out to the deck with my collar and leash.  Once they were on, he led me back into the house, and directly over his knee.  He gave me a good warm up hand spanking.  The whole time reminding me of what I agreed to, and what tasks I was supposed to be accomplishing every day.  I felt him reach down next to him and the next thing I felt was one of his paddles on my ass.  I haven't felt that in a long time and I had forgotten how much it hurts!  J didn't spank hard, but he spanked long.  I didn't think it was ever going to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once J was done spanking my ass, he immediately led me into the guest bedroom, layed me over some pillows on the bed, face up and began spanking my pussy with his hand.  "Who's pussy is this?" he asked me.  "Yours," I responded meekly.  J held my lips open with one hand and slapped my clit with his other.  That really hurts!  But at the same time I've been constantly just on the verge of cumming.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J told me to cross my legs at my ankles.  I did and he grabbed them and lifted my legs up and started spanking me in the "diaper position".  I think he's only ever done that once before, so it was unexpected.  Each slap was just grazing the small part of my pussy that peeks through my closed legs.  He then let go of my legs, but told me to hold them up.  I heard the rattle of his belt.  There is something about that sound that terrifies me and turns me on at the same time.  J knows this so he makes sure to do it slowly and make sure I hear every bit of the sounds it makes.  I could hear him undoing the buckle and pulling it through the loops.  I was nervous. It's so rare that J uses the belt on me and I'm out of practice and I'm already sore.  I wasn't sure if I could do this.  J grabbed ahold of my legs again and I felt the first thwack of the belt.  I yelped.  One more thwack and J said that was enough of that for now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting spanked is exhausting.  I don't know why but so often I feel tired after getting a good spanking, and this was no exception.  J told me to take a nap, which I happily did.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was woken up an hour later by J licking my pussy.  I was still laying on the edge of the bed, and I guess it was too much for him to resist.  He fucked me with his tongue until I was fully satisfied.  I almost felt like I needed another nap after that, but J had other plans.  He told me he wanted to train my mouth to make sure my jaw would get used to being opened a lot, so I was always ready for him.  As he was telling me this, he was inserting my cock gag and attaching the buckle behind my head.  The cock gag isn't huge, but it does make my mouth feel like it's being stretched.  He told me I'd be wearing that for most of the rest of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were both getting hungry, so J decided we'd have a quick bite on the deck.  First we went into the kitchen and he had me bend over the table and spread my legs wide so he could see me while he was making the sandwiches.  I was feeling vulnerable and sexy at the same time.  He took the sandwiches and my leash and led me out onto the deck.  I took the gag out only long enough to eat the sandwich and have a glass of water, then it was placed right back in my mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't do much of anything else for the rest of the afternoon, just watched TV and read some, though I did have the gag in the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to have pizza for dinner, but we had to go pick it up.  J had me put my wrap around skirt on as a dress, so I tied it under my arms and just let it hang.  It barely covered my ass, but thankfully I didn't have to get out of the car.  He also handed me my &lt;a href="http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/10/spanking-week-2.html" target="_blank"&gt;cock pacifier&lt;/a&gt; and told me he didn't want me to be without a cock in my mouth for that long.  On the ride there, J pushed the skirt open at the slit so the whole front of me was exposed.  He told me to spread my legs, and keep them spread.  The pacifier just looks like a regular pacifier on the end that's not in my mouth, but still I am obviously a grown woman, so it still doesn't look normal!  I tried to sink low in the seat and just hope no one noticed.  I was allowed to cover myself up when we got to the parking lot, but I still had to keep the pacifier in.  I know people saw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner J suggested we go to the beach.  There's a private beach near the house that we can walk to.  I like seeing the moon reflecting on the ocean at night, so of course I agreed.  J again told me to wear my wrap around skirt as a dress, nothing underneath.  And again he put the pacifier in my mouth.  When we got to the beach we set our chairs near the water line.  J arranged my skirt so that my whole front was exposed.  The moon wasn't very bright so I don't think anyone would have been able to see me unless they got close, and by then we'd have seen them.  We sat there for hours enjoying the night and each other.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(...to be continued)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll post Part 4 soon.  It's the last day of our vacation and of my birthday spanking adventure.  I can't wait to finish it, so I can tell you what's been happening THIS week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-8497497962502444801?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/8497497962502444801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=8497497962502444801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8497497962502444801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8497497962502444801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/04/birthday-spanking-week-part-3.html' title='Birthday Spanking Week (Part 3)'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-1340455611298236089</id><published>2011-04-24T00:00:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T00:17:43.982-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forced nudity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collar'/><title type='text'>Birthday Spanking Week (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>(&lt;a href="http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/04/birthday-spanking-week-part-1.html" target="_blank"&gt;Read Part 1 Here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J said I was allowed to get dressed to go to dinner, but he was deciding what I would wear.  He picked out a wrap around skirt and a tank top.  Nothing underneath.  Sandals on my feet.  We walked to a small family owned Italian place just down the street. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were waiting for our food, J took my hand and simply said, "Next Monday."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What's next Monday?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We start your reminder spankings again.  You go back to being held accountable.  We go back to our way."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh," was all I could say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J asked me if I did not want to (&lt;i&gt;which is always an option I have&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It's not that," I explained, "I'm just so out of practice, it makes me nervous."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J reassured me, as he always does, that he would never push me too hard, too fast.  He knows my limits and he knows ME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then with a chuckle, he said, "Besides, after the next couple of days you won't be so out of practice."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gulp!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always wonder if anyone ever overhears us when we're discussing spankings in public.  We are aware of who's around us and we speak in low voices, but you never know who is eavesdropping.  I can only imagine what they would be thinking if the overheard the conversation we just had.  Reminder spankings???  What???  lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back to the house, J had me turn my skirt so that the slit was in front.  You couldn't really see much, but if you were looking closely when I took a step, the slit opened just enough so that I was totally exposed for half a second.  J kept walking backwards, in front of me, so that he could watch.  It made my face turn red, but also made me giggle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second J opened the door, he said "Clothes."  And I stripped once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched as J retrieved the bag from the living room.  He pulled out my collar and fastened it around my neck.  He then attached the leash.  He started reminding me of many of the things we used to do, games we played, S/M stuff, D/s stuff, DD stuff.  As he was telling me, he was leading me around the house.  I was dripping wet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got to the end of the hall, he led me into the master bedroom with the big 4 poster bed.  I saw the straps attached to each post.  J laid me spread eagle on the bed and put my wrists and ankles in the straps.  He grabbed a leather slapper that I hadn't noticed, from the dresser, and started gently slapping my pussy.  He gradually increased the speed and intensity until I was squirming against the restraints.  Then he abruptly stopped.  I asked him if I could please cum.  He said no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He uncuffed me and led me back to the living room, straight into a corner.  He told me I needed to think about the events of the past day and the things we discussed.  He wanted to make sure I was ready to start again, since we've only been half-assing it for the past several months.  My mind always wanders when I'm standing in the corner.  I have a hard time focusing when I'm just standing there doing nothing.  But this time I was able to concentrate and I did think about everything we talked about and did.  It's nothing new, we were just out of practice.  We both already know we like it that way, so what was there to think about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 15 minutes in the corner, J called me to him.  We talked for hours for the rest of the evening about everything and as usual we're on the same page. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(to be continued...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-1340455611298236089?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/1340455611298236089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=1340455611298236089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1340455611298236089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1340455611298236089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/04/birthday-spanking-week-part-2.html' title='Birthday Spanking Week (Part 2)'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-6295461895664194537</id><published>2011-04-21T23:44:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T02:07:27.919-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cock gag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forced nudity'/><title type='text'>Birthday Spanking Week (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>Last week some friends of ours invited us to their beach house.  We planned on meeting them there Thursday and staying until Sunday.  But since my birthday was yesterday, they offered to let us stay a few extra days to celebrate by ourselves.  We didn't come back home until today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While staying with our friends we mostly relaxed at the beach during the day and sat out on their porch at night.  We drank a lot of wine and had a lot of laughs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our friends left Sunday evening, and J didn't waste any time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Take your clothes off," he told me, "I want you naked until we leave to go home."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"That's 4 days from now!"  I knew my protest would be unheard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J glanced my way with his serious face, so I took off my shorts and tank top, then my bra and underwear.  Immediately his hands were all over me, just exploring my body, as he loves to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He kept saying how long it had been since we've been alone and didn't have anything else demanding our time.  I agreed.  We were both so obviously hot for each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much longer after that we were a tangled, sweaty, well satisfied, ball of intertwined limbs, with big grins on our faces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning J was up and out of bed before me.  I smelled coffee, so I headed for the kitchen.  J was in the process of making breakfast and he told me I would need my energy.  I was half excited and half nervous about whatever was to come.  J told me he wanted to make my birthday special and memorable.  I had no doubt he would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After breakfast we took a shower together in the huge stone shower they have.  It's so big, you could comfortably fit 6 people in there.  J had put one of those rubbery garden pads, that you can kneel on, on the floor of the shower.  I saw him with it earlier and wondered why he had it.  Now I knew.  He guided me to a kneeling position by gently pressing on my shoulders.  I eagerly accepted his cock into my mouth.  I was able to take my time and enjoy the process without having to rush, or think about my brother coming home.  It was nice.  J clearly enjoyed it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the shower, I air dried by laying in the sun on the back deck.  It was wonderful.  J told me to relax while he did some things around the house, so I got caught up on reading some magazines I brought with me and enjoyed the warm breeze on my skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J called me back into the house and the first thing I noticed was their large leather ottoman was now in the middle of the room and had wrist and ankle cuffs attached to the legs.  There was also a bag that I didn't notice J brought with him on the floor next to the ottoman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without a word J guided me face down over the ottoman and placed me in all the cuffs.  He reached into his bag and pulled out our &lt;a href="http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/06/theres-cock-on-sink.html" target="_blank"&gt;cock gag&lt;/a&gt; with the full harness.  After he placed the cock gag firmly in my mouth and fastened the buckle at the back of my head, he said happily, "It's been so long since I've had you all to myself."  I nodded in agreement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankfully J spanked me only with his hand.  My ass is like fresh, pink, unspanked virgin ass.  I haven't had regular spankings in months.  Everything in that part of our life has been disrupted.  It was a bit of a shock to just jump right back into things, but I could tell J was really just waiting for the first opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was spanked without a break for just over 20 minutes.  I didn't cry, but I was definitely in my own sub space.  I was gently uncuffed and led to the couch where J held me.  He said it wasn't over, and I nodded because I already knew that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(to be continued...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-6295461895664194537?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/6295461895664194537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=6295461895664194537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6295461895664194537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6295461895664194537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/04/birthday-spanking-week-part-1.html' title='Birthday Spanking Week (Part 1)'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-4597373367672970622</id><published>2011-03-29T23:39:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T00:13:06.374-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissive'/><title type='text'>Weekends Free to Play!</title><content type='html'>My brother started seeing a girl a few months ago off and on, and they're to the point where he's been spending weekends at her house.  So we have had the last 2 weekends to ourselves.  It's been a lot of fun.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J has wanted to spend time on my submission (or lack of), especially with regard to sex.  Early on Saturday J gave me a quick pussy spanking.  He says he wanted to just put me in a certain mood without making it a punishment.  He also let me know we were going to spend the day practicing my submission.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the things J has a lot of fun with is trying to make me cum on his cue.  Just sort of randomly throughout Saturday he would lead&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt; me into the bedroom and tell me I was masturbate, using only my hand.  His instructions were to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;cum when he told me to.  I never do well at this game, and this past weekend was no exception.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;Each time immediately after I started, J gave my pussy a few light swats.  Each one reminded me of my earlier spanking.  J is very familiar with how long it normally takes me to cum, but since I already had multiple orgasms it was taking me longer and longer each time.  J would decide when it was long enough and would tell me to cum.  When I didn't, he'd start spanking my pussy in a consistent pattern.  He said he was going to spank me until I came.  And he was true to his word.  Every. Time.  When I did reach my climaxes I came very hard.  They were fantastic and exhausting at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;It was a fun weekend, feeling close to J and just being able to be alone without anyone else in the house.  I'm already looking forward to next weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-4597373367672970622?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/4597373367672970622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=4597373367672970622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4597373367672970622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4597373367672970622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/03/weekends-free-to-play.html' title='Weekends Free to Play!'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-6418321629850526083</id><published>2011-03-21T00:40:00.023-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T03:20:13.375-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corner'/><title type='text'>Punished for Lack of Submission</title><content type='html'>We had another night alone, last night, since my brother spent the night out.  J didn't waste any time telling me we needed to discuss something.  Uh oh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He led me into the bedroom and we sat down on the bed, facing each other.  J said that he realizes with my brother being here I've had virtually no spanking, so he's been lenient.  My motivation level is way down, which I'm getting a pass on right now, but my submission level is also down.  Not that I'm being all disrespectful, but I have been consistently turning J down for sexual things.  And that is a big no no...something we agreed on a long time ago.  I mostly blame it on my brother being here, but we have had plenty of quiet sex with people in the house before, and I know it and J knows it.  It's just an excuse and it's solely due to me being lazy and not "feeling like it".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I've said in the past, even when I'm not in the mood, once we start anything sexual I get in the mood in real quick!  Like 99.9% of the time.  And I'm always glad we did it.  That's one of the reasons J and I agreed that unless I was not feeling well or was in some way distressed, I would not refuse any of his sexual advances.  And it's worked out great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Except part of it working well is me getting reminder spankings multiple times a week and pussy spankings once a week.  It helps me stay motivated in day to day life, and sexually with J.  And we haven't been able to stay on our regular spanking schedule because my brother has been staying here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we had a night alone, J told me I was going to get a pussy spanking.  He said it was going to be a punishment, for lack of submission, but since I was so out of practice he would do it more like one of our reminder spankings.  I almost cried right there!  I haven't had a real spanking there in months!  And I recently shaved, so I didn't even have any hair as a cushion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I slowly undressed and got into position.  There was no warmup and J swatted me with his hand a few quick sting-y times in a row.  I could not hold still and was squirming all over the place.  I thought J was going to have to get the spreader bar, but instead he propped my legs up in a way that I couldn't close them.  I still had a hard time staying still.  J spanked every inch of my pussy, he spread my lips and spanked the insides of them, and he spanked my clit.  I could tell it was light but it sure didn't feel light! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The entire time J reminded me of our agreement.  He reminded me that I gave him my pussy and told him he could have access to me whenever he wanted to.  He asked me if I was still happy with our agreement.  Yes!  Of course!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J continued with the spanking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards I was led to the corner, where I've only stood once or twice in the past several months.  It felt strange.  J told me to stand there and think about the conversation we just had and the reason I just got my pussy spanked.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 15 minutes in the corner seemed like 2 hours.  J finally called me back into the bedroom.  He asked me how I felt.  I sort of laughed and said "like I want to fuck your brains out!"  J laughed too and we slid back onto the bed and I got to do just what I wanted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-6418321629850526083?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/6418321629850526083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=6418321629850526083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6418321629850526083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6418321629850526083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/03/punished-for-lack-of-submission.html' title='Punished for Lack of Submission'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-464232645405256479</id><published>2011-03-03T11:24:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T11:37:47.213-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corner'/><title type='text'>Temporary Spanking Privacy</title><content type='html'>My brother is still staying with us, but he's away for a few days, so we finally have some privacy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems like my brother was out the door for half a second before J said, "Ok, get in the bedroom and take your pants off."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did as told, half excited and half nervous, because I knew what was coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J spanked me for what seemed like hours.  He said he'd be "gentle" since I hadn't been spanked in awhile.  He only used his hand, but his idea of gentle and my idea of gentle are definitely not the same!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the spanking J lectured me and let me know that even though we were way off schedule, we were still very much in a DD type situation.  He made sure to tell me that I should still be getting my daily to-do list completed, and just because my brother is here is no excuse to slack off.  He said he knows it's harder for me to stay motivated without the reminders, and he has been keeping that in mind.  But I am expected to try my hardest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the spanking, J put me in the corner for about 5 minutes, though it seemed like an eternity.  He told me to think about why I was just spanked.  He told me to use it to stay motivated for the times when he can't spank me.  He then informed me that I was to stay naked for the rest of the evening.  I'm just glad it's not cold!  He said he really missed seeing me displayed for him for a whole night.  J loves when I walk around the house naked.  He says it's like a living piece of artwork.  lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother comes back on Sunday night, but we will have a fun weekend while he's gone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-464232645405256479?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/464232645405256479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=464232645405256479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/464232645405256479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/464232645405256479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/03/temporary-spanking-privacy.html' title='Temporary Spanking Privacy'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-5470670069779662918</id><published>2011-02-10T23:44:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T23:58:50.514-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='checking in'/><title type='text'>Brother is here = no spankings</title><content type='html'>My brother has been here for almost a month now.  He usually stays with us for a few days when he passes through town, but this time he's stuck around for longer than usual.  And when he's here we get no privacy.  I am going to start letting him know that he has to figure out where he's going next.  I just want to be alone with J!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did manage to finish the book I was reading.  It's called Power Exchange, and the author is Madeleine Oh.  It was interesting to read about Annie's journey into submission.  The writing did seem a bit jumpy to me at times, like one second she wasn't ready for a certain scene, but the next page she was immersed in that very scene.  I didn't always feel like she had a chance to adjust to her new role before being thrust into the next new thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But overall it was an entertaining read with some hot and sometimes graphic descriptions of what was happening.  It did include many of Annie's thoughts and fears that were the same as the ones I sometimes think about.  Mark does seem a bit harsh at times, but overall I think he's likable and genuinely cares about Annie's well being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure I'd pay $17 for it (the current price on Amazon), but if you see it at a yard sale or a library, it's worth a read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-5470670069779662918?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/5470670069779662918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=5470670069779662918' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5470670069779662918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5470670069779662918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/02/brother-is-here-no-spankings.html' title='Brother is here = no spankings'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-8418749158491579931</id><published>2011-01-12T00:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T01:11:27.262-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><title type='text'>Spanked!</title><content type='html'>I have this terrible habit of leaving my cell phone at home if I'm running out really quickly for something.  J has told me multiple times that I should take my phone with me, but I constantly forget.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I was just running down to the little convenience store to pick up milk, and I flew out the door without my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I got back, J was standing at the door holding my phone.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Forget something?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stammered and tried to make excuses, but J wasn't in the mood to hear them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I put the milk away, I was told to remove my pants and bend over the arm of our couch.  I did and J started with the hard, quick smacks right away with no warm up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being spanked on a cold butt is the worst!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J went over his reasons for wanting me to take my phone with me while he was spanking me.  One of the biggest is safety, especially when I walk to the store, like I did last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was glad it was over quickly.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to try really hard to remember my phone from now on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TS1FrxvFLBI/AAAAAAAAAEE/MTSvTjpcNr0/s1600/spanking%2B%25283%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TS1FrxvFLBI/AAAAAAAAAEE/MTSvTjpcNr0/s320/spanking%2B%25283%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561177733259930642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-8418749158491579931?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/8418749158491579931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=8418749158491579931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8418749158491579931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8418749158491579931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2011/01/spanked.html' title='Spanked!'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TS1FrxvFLBI/AAAAAAAAAEE/MTSvTjpcNr0/s72-c/spanking%2B%25283%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-2392578008864317829</id><published>2010-12-17T01:02:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T01:17:01.367-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><title type='text'>A month behind!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello spankos! I apologize for being so neglectful. J and I have been running crazy, which is always the case this time of year for us. It starts right before Thanksgiving and continues through the New Year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still getting my regular spankings and maintaining my to do list (barely), but we have been more relaxed about our rules. There just isn't time to be strict.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did manage to start a new book called Power Exchange by Madeleine Oh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've only had a chance to read the first few pages, but so far it seems like a good read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The back of the book reads:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mark has found the perfect woman - a born submissive. Nothing is more exciting than the subjugation of an independent woman, but Mark soon discovers that while he can control desires of the flesh he cannot control desires of the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Annie’s lover reveals to her a most intriguing side to his personality, a lifestyle she is drawn to that is both fascinating and intimidating. She is about to learn more about her lover and his wishes, and about herself and her latent desires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can get it at Amazon, if you're interested.&lt;br /&gt;The ISBN is 978-1-843605-70-6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TQr_pIdkFKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/I2c7SlCuZWI/s1600/power%2Bexchange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TQr_pIdkFKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/I2c7SlCuZWI/s320/power%2Bexchange.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551530572798760098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-2392578008864317829?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/2392578008864317829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=2392578008864317829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/2392578008864317829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/2392578008864317829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/12/month-behind.html' title='A month behind!'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TQr_pIdkFKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/I2c7SlCuZWI/s72-c/power%2Bexchange.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-3560066997976777462</id><published>2010-11-16T02:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T02:22:49.034-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><title type='text'>Spanking with a Bath Brush</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;I was cleaning the bathrooms today and it got me thinking about a story I once read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;The husband was very particular about cleanliness and neatness.  The wife was good at cleaning, but often left her cleaning brushes and sprays out on the counter.  The husband requested she put the supplies back where they belong after cleaning.  She claimed the scrub brushes needed to dry before she could put them away.  The husband agreed, but said by the end of the night they should be dry enough to be stored away under the sink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;After having the same conversation a few times, the husband tells her to buy a scrubber brush next time she is at the store.  He informs her that his plan is to spank her with it next time she leaves the cleaning supplies out.  He was tired of telling her over and over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;His story ends with him saying he has spanked her only once so far with the scrubby brush and she hated it, but she has remembered to put the brushes and sprays back in their place every time since then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;Does anyone here have an arrangement like that?  Have you ever gotten spanked with a bath brush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-3560066997976777462?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/3560066997976777462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=3560066997976777462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3560066997976777462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3560066997976777462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/11/spanking-with-bath-brush.html' title='Spanking with a Bath Brush'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-3748035650677205323</id><published>2010-11-03T02:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T02:43:16.176-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Back to the spanking schedule</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;J feels that I've been motivated and progressing well toward my goals each day, so we are back to 3 reminder spankings a week.  He spanked me extra hard on Monday, to be sure I'd be thinking about it until Wednesday.  I have been gradually feeling more motivated.  The more things I can accomplish, the more motivated I feel.  I don't know why I need to be spanked, but when I don't have those consequences I slack off immediately!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We've also been working on my submission, which I've mentioned before.  Often J is very lenient and gives me many chances to do what he says.  It's pretty common that I will hem and haw and he will say "Do you want your pussy spanked?"  And I will say no, and we will go back and forth like that until I eventually do as I'm told. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But over the weekend, I got a glimpse of a much more strict J.  He asked me to show him my tits.  I hesitated for a second and he very calmly grabbed my hand and let me into the bedroom.  Without a word he laid me back on the bed, took off my pants and proceeded to spank my pussy with his hand.  He switched over to the ruler and spanked for probably 5 straight minutes without stopping!  He reminded me that I asked to be punished when I did not comply with what he was telling me to do.  He asked me several times if I understood and agreed.  Of course I did.  The pussy spanking didn't last very long, but it was hard and fast.  When he was done, he told me to come into the office. I was allowed to put my pants back on, but no shirt.  J placed me on a stool next to his desk, in sort of a time-out for 10 minutes while we talked about our agreement.  He had his hands on my tits during the whole lecture.  I was not allowed a shirt until the next morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-3748035650677205323?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/3748035650677205323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=3748035650677205323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3748035650677205323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3748035650677205323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/11/back-to-spanking-schedule.html' title='Back to the spanking schedule'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-8031060388857516235</id><published>2010-10-25T23:54:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T00:55:13.234-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penis pacifier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Spanking week 2</title><content type='html'>J decided this week was going to be a repeat of last week, as far as spankings go.  He says I'm doing great with getting my to-do list completed, but thinks I'm still not quite as motivated as I should be.  And I agree.  He also upped by bedtime, just by 15 minutes for now, to help me get moving a bit earlier in the day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I will be spanked every day this week, plus pussy spanked 3 times, and immediately after I will give J a blow job.  He says after this week if I'm back to being as motivated as I need to be, we can resume our old schedule of 3 reminder spankings a week.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are also working on my level of sexual submission to J.  I want to get back to the point where my body is available to him whenever he wants it.  I used to always be game for sex, but now I just feel old and fat.  I find that when the choice is made for me, I can get past any grumpy feelings I might be having and get right to the fun parts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the weekend, J presented me with a pacifier that has a penis as the rubber part that goes in your mouth.  We don't get into the age play scene, but as part of my submission, J will sometimes treat me like a child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today he told me I was to place the pacifier in my mouth before I left the house and keep it there anytime I was in the car.  Of course no one can see the penis part when it's in my mouth, but they can still see a grown woman with a pacifier in her mouth!  And it's not easy to hide - it's got a big, baby blue, plastic ring.  Here is a picture of it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TMZbo8YmYxI/AAAAAAAAADo/aYHv4SkSe6s/s1600/DSC_7046bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TMZbo8YmYxI/AAAAAAAAADo/aYHv4SkSe6s/s320/DSC_7046bb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532209951233434386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I drove with it all the way to the Post Office and back with it securely in my mouth, and it seems like I hit every red light and a lot of traffic.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like everyone saw me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even know what they thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-8031060388857516235?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/8031060388857516235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=8031060388857516235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8031060388857516235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8031060388857516235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/10/spanking-week-2.html' title='Spanking week 2'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TMZbo8YmYxI/AAAAAAAAADo/aYHv4SkSe6s/s72-c/DSC_7046bb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-2479967173732413606</id><published>2010-10-22T00:19:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T01:28:28.199-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='otk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corner'/><title type='text'>4 Days of Spankings, so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My ass is very sore from being spanked 4 days in a row.  I have one more day of spanking tomorrow and then J will decide how we will proceed next week.  The spankings have increased in intensity throughout the week, so I'm looking forward to the break this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been getting my to do lists done, but it's been a struggle; I'm just barely motivated, and find myself having to rush to get things done before I have to be in bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TMEgBN_tMPI/AAAAAAAAADY/vOtIKut4fKE/s1600/to-do-list-nothing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TMEgBN_tMPI/AAAAAAAAADY/vOtIKut4fKE/s200/to-do-list-nothing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530737022696501490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It has been nice having everything finished each day.  I can go to bed knowing the house is clean and I can start the next day fresh, without anything hanging over my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my spankings, J has been sending me to the corner.  I am supposed to think about how these reminder spankings are keeping me motivated, and all the reasons we choose to live this way.  I have a really hard time with that.  My mind wanders almost instantly.  And I end up thinking about everything except for what I'm supposed to be thinking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have one more pussy spanking left tomorrow.  That hasn't been too bad, because I've been getting a 1 day break in between.  The last one for the week is tomorrow, and it'll probably be the most severe of the week, since J will want the reminder to stick with me until the next time I get a pussy spanking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;J texted me in the middle of the day today and told me to masturbate.  At first I felt like I didn't have time, but it turned out to be a welcome break in my day.  And who doesn't like having orgasms?  lol.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see J embracing his role again, and it makes me proud and happy to know that he's so comfortable and natural doing what's best for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-2479967173732413606?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/2479967173732413606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=2479967173732413606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/2479967173732413606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/2479967173732413606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/10/4-days-of-spankings-so-far.html' title='4 Days of Spankings, so far'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TMEgBN_tMPI/AAAAAAAAADY/vOtIKut4fKE/s72-c/to-do-list-nothing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-482479383476112590</id><published>2010-10-19T01:20:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T02:01:33.842-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paddling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='otk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paddle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corner'/><title type='text'>Back to our Spanking Routine, day 1</title><content type='html'>Promptly at 6pm, J instructed me to go to the bedroom and take off my clothes.  He had already arranged many of our implements on the bed.  He was clearly ready to start back up with our version of DD.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once I was face down, J started with a brief lecture.  He reminded me that I am to stay motivated to achieve my daily goals and complete my daily to do list.  And if I do not, there will be consequences.  He started spanking me gently, due to my not having been consistently spanked for several months.   He continued the lecture saying that when he holds me accountable, he finds that he is more motivated and holds himself at a higher standard.  So it is very important that we stay on track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He also reminded me that whining will not be tolerated.  If I whine, J will make sure to find something else for me to do with my mouth (with an option to also spank me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J increased the speed and intensity of the spanking, and repeated the lecture a few more times.  My ass was definitely sensitive and I was squirming and fussing.  At one point J used his hand to spank me really quickly one right after the other on one cheek, and then the same on the other cheek.  It made me feel a bit like a child; that's usually the way I imagine a parent spanking their kid.  But I guess if I act like a child by whining, I should be treated like one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once J decided I had enough for the first day, he repeated the lecture and asked me if I understood (yes).  I counted the last 10 swats out loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J then positioned me on my back, across his lap, where he had good access to my pussy.  He went over my original agreement with him to never deny him sexually, unless I was ill or injured.  Some people may think that might be extreme, but it really works for us.  J is not demanding, and anytime I'm not in the mood, but I say yes anyway, it ends up being enjoyable and I'm glad I didn't turn him down.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He then proceeded to spank my pussy with his hand, a leather strap, and a wooden ruler he sanded down smooth, just for this purpose.  He also spent some time playing with my clit.  He would rub it for a few seconds and then spank it for a few seconds.  It really hurts when he spanks my clit, but J always seems to know just how much I can take.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my pussy was sufficiently pink, I was sent to the corner to think about the spankings I had just received and the reason for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After standing in the corner for about 10 minutes, J called me to him.  He already had a pillow waiting for me (how nice!).  He guided me down to my knees and placed his rock hard cock in my mouth.  He also positioned a full length mirror next to us, because he wanted to watch.  I tried to put on a good show for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took a quick shower to rinse all the cum off of me and refresh myself.  I get so tired after a spanking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-482479383476112590?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/482479383476112590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=482479383476112590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/482479383476112590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/482479383476112590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/10/back-to-our-spanking-routine-day-1.html' title='Back to our Spanking Routine, day 1'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-8071777132511486095</id><published>2010-10-16T19:22:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T19:39:26.106-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strict'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consequences'/><title type='text'>Back on Schedule</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; "&gt;So J told me today that it was time for me to get back on a schedule.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What kind of schedule?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He started with "6pm spanking"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I waited for him to say Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, because that was our schedule before.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he continued with "every day."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he added, "We have a lot of catching up to do."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eek!  But he's right, I do need to get back on a regular schedule.  Not just with spanking, but with everything else in my life, too.  We got so busy this summer and got far away from schedules and rituals.  I've been a total slacker with chores and daily tasks that need to be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't seem to be productive unless I know there are definite consequences.  Lucky for me, J is willing to provide those consequences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also agreed (long ago) that I would submit to J sexually.  Anytime I "don't feel like it", J reminds me of our agreement.  And every time, I'm glad I was reminded because I always enjoy it and feel happy that we did it.  That may sound weird to some people, but it's just how I'm wired.  (And I always have veto power over the whole thing if it's not working for me.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J also added that to get me used to our arrangement, I'll be performing orally on him every day following my spanking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like J is more than ready to step back into his role of expecting me to do what I say I'm going to do, and providing the consequences when I don't.  He can be strict sometimes, but it works for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if he's going to incorporate things like corner time, bedtimes, and other punishments back in.  I expect he will.  It feels like I haven't stood in a corner for eons.  J didn't specifically mention pussy spankings either, but I think it's assumed that they will be resuming, as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see so many relationships falling apart all around me, but J and I remain strong.  I think a lot of it has to do with our version of DD.  A lot of my friends don't seem to communicate very well with their spouses.  J and I communicate clearly and openly all the time, and I attribute much of that to our version of DD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm happy we found something that works great for us, even if we do stray away from it sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-8071777132511486095?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/8071777132511486095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=8071777132511486095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8071777132511486095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8071777132511486095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/10/back-on-schedule.html' title='Back on Schedule'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-3958915851071774074</id><published>2010-10-01T02:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T02:08:41.291-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking humor'/><title type='text'>Some spanking humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TKV6uj0D-2I/AAAAAAAAADI/tZtZX-yfrNs/s1600/whipme+beatme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TKV6uj0D-2I/AAAAAAAAADI/tZtZX-yfrNs/s320/whipme+beatme.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522955458345958242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-3958915851071774074?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/3958915851071774074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=3958915851071774074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3958915851071774074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3958915851071774074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/10/some-spanking-humor.html' title='Some spanking humor'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TKV6uj0D-2I/AAAAAAAAADI/tZtZX-yfrNs/s72-c/whipme+beatme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-6524551314623241155</id><published>2010-09-15T13:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T14:06:00.510-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><title type='text'>Spanking at the beach</title><content type='html'>We have some friends with a beach house and they often invite us to go with them.   This time the way our schedules worked out, we would be arriving one day before them and have to leave a day earlier.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't know but J had packed a paddle and a strap.  We got there on a Wednesday, which is a usual spanking day.  But we have gotten so far off of our normal schedule this summer that I wasn't even thinking about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until J said, "Take your clothes off and bend over the bed."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw him get the strap out, followed by one of our small paddles.  J said since we had an extra day to ourselves, and some rare downtime he wanted to take full advantage of it.  Plus he said I could always use the reminder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a mild spanking, which I was glad about.  I wasn't sure I could take much, since my ass is out of practice.  J was sure to remind me that even though I wasn't getting spanked regularly I should still do things I know I need to do and not get impatient with people and treat them rudely, or anything like that.  It's definitely much harder to be bitchy when my ass is on fire!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that J put the paddle &amp;amp; strap away and we enjoyed a rare day of total relaxation and fun with no commitments to anyone or anything, just each other.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-6524551314623241155?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/6524551314623241155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=6524551314623241155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6524551314623241155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6524551314623241155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/09/spanking-at-beach.html' title='Spanking at the beach'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-3286663290129999370</id><published>2010-08-20T01:02:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T01:13:29.815-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='checking in'/><title type='text'>Just a picture for now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I hate that I have been neglecting this blog. I just have not had any time to devote to it lately. And with J being gone so much we have been neglecting each other as well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I have a spare second tonight, I thought I would stop in and say hi very quickly.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi. (very quickly).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll leave you with this picture I found somewhere on the Internet. I think it's super cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TG4NwnXwokI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_y1ow-BQI6E/s1600/dear+diary+pic+4+myspace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TG4NwnXwokI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_y1ow-BQI6E/s320/dear+diary+pic+4+myspace.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507354523174216258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-3286663290129999370?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/3286663290129999370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=3286663290129999370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3286663290129999370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3286663290129999370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-picture-for-now.html' title='Just a picture for now'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TG4NwnXwokI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_y1ow-BQI6E/s72-c/dear+diary+pic+4+myspace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-5986007255384241637</id><published>2010-08-07T17:18:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T17:32:27.161-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='face slapping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Face Slapping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Awhile ago I started commenting on an article I saved.  As I've mentioned, I do not know the origin of this article, so if any of it sounds familiar to you, please send me a message or leave me a comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One topic the Article Guy (AG) discusses is Face Slapping.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AG says he does not use face slapping regularly with his wife, but he did find it effective in the beginning of their DD relationship.  He says when he does utilize it, he never slaps hard, it's more about the submission than causing any pain.  He advises not to slap much harder than how you would pat a baby's back. You can "do it a few times to really get her attention".  He says to be careful of the cheek bone and to stick with the fleshy parts of the cheek.  AG noticed his wife became instantly submissive when he would slap her face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With his wife kneeling in front of him AG "cups my wife's chin and make her look at me.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I slap her cheeks and scold her at the same time."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AG says his wife finds this very humbling.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can see how it would be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J slaps my face sometimes.  It's always when I'm in a submissive state, like during a weekly pussy spanking.  He never has and never would do it in anger.  We both agree that would be crossing a line.   He's never slapped me hard, it's more startling and attention-getting than anything else.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next time I need to be scolded, maybe J will try AG's kneeling technique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So how do you feel about face slapping?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-5986007255384241637?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/5986007255384241637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=5986007255384241637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5986007255384241637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5986007255384241637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/08/face-slapping.html' title='Face Slapping'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-308158248010847770</id><published>2010-08-03T01:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T01:52:35.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to be spanked!</title><content type='html'>I hate saying those words.  But it's true.  There hasn't been a spanking here in weeks.  And for once, it's not because one of us didn't want to.  It's been a timing issue. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a training class in a nearby city that J might have had to been a part of.  It was looking like he wasn't going to have to go, but at the last minute he was told he was needed.  It's not far, only about an hour and a half drive each way, so he is home every night.  But with 3 hours of extra driving time and 9 hours of training, he mostly just eats and sleeps when he is home.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's been going for 3 weeks and has another 3 to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll both be glad when it's over.  J commented last night how quickly we fall out of the routine when it gets disturbed.  I know that I so easily slipped back into total laziness.  I haven't been getting anything done, which is how I know I need to be spanked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although, I'm sure 4 weeks from now, after my ass is nice and red, I will be complaining that I don't want to be spanked.  ha. ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-308158248010847770?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/308158248010847770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=308158248010847770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/308158248010847770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/308158248010847770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-need-to-be-spanked.html' title='I need to be spanked!'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-2058036306388525216</id><published>2010-07-13T21:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:03:44.925-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July fireworks</title><content type='html'>J and I decided to stay home and create our own fireworks on the 4th.  We usually go to the park downtown, but they were expecting rain and huge crowds, so we decided to skip it.  Instead we made a bunch of snacks, rented some movies, and got a bottle of wine.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were laying on the couch, neither of us wearing much.  J nodded toward his dick and said, "Why don't you get your head down there right now?"  He said it in a half playful, half serious way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I hesitated, he flipped me over on my back and gave my pussy a few quick slaps that stung.  That got me motivated.  I took him in my mouth and put on a performance for him that went back and forth between sexy and silly, which fit the mood perfectly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later J looked at me and said, "I want you to cum.  Right now."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I protested, "I can't cum on cue!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He told me to try.  So I started masturbating furiously as he spanked my pussy.  He kept saying "cum now".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't cum instantly, but it was probably quicker than ever before.  And I think I may have seen some fireworks behind my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We restarted the movie we had been watching, refilled our wine glasses, and cuddled for the rest of the night.  Way better than the fireworks in the park!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-2058036306388525216?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/2058036306388525216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=2058036306388525216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/2058036306388525216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/2058036306388525216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-of-july-fireworks.html' title='4th of July fireworks'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-2914169386981974494</id><published>2010-07-02T18:36:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T22:42:35.530-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><title type='text'>Consistent Spankings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;I have this exfoliating scrubby thing in the shower that I like to use once or twice a week.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It used to be that I'd use the scrubby thing when there were going to be multiple days between my spankings.  The surface is rough and it hurts when I rub it across my freshly spanked ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now, since I get spanked three times a week, there is no more multiple days between spankings.  So I've been having to exfoliating on my freshly spanked ass a couple of times a week.  Not fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though J and I have have been running a million different directions these past few weeks, he has made sure not to miss any of our spanking appointments.  It's pretty much the only thing that's been consistent around here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think he might be taking those times to get out some frustration, as well, because lately he's been using more and more implements at one time and the spankings seem to be lasting a lot longer.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been keeping up with my list very well, so I haven't been punished for quite some time.  And J has been pleased with my level of motivation.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been getting my weekly pussy spankings, but other than that we haven't worked very much on my submission.  There just hasn't been time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did get some potentially good news this week.  There is a house a few miles from us that J and I are in love with.  We got to see the inside of it once and we both wanted to buy it.  Unfortunately it's not for sale.  However, a friend of a friend, who is a real estate agent, told them he was contacted by the owners of that house, and that they are thinking of moving into a retirement place, closer to their children.  Right now the owners say they are only gathering information to see what they could get for their house, and aren't making any definitely plans.  But I think it's pretty likely they will have to move at some point.  So we had our friend pass our information along to the agent, letting him know that no matter when these people decide to sell, we are interested.  So we might be moving to our dream house at some point in the not so distant future. We are both so excited about the possibility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-2914169386981974494?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/2914169386981974494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=2914169386981974494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/2914169386981974494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/2914169386981974494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/07/consistent-spankings.html' title='Consistent Spankings'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-7538129499563905283</id><published>2010-06-30T02:44:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T02:50:14.137-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><title type='text'>Do Not Disturb!  Spanking in Progress!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;J wants to get one of these and hang it on our front door during my reminder spankings. I somehow don't think our neighbors would appreciate it.  Maybe we'll just get one for the bedroom door.  Anyone know where I can get one of these?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TCroEsH7GQI/AAAAAAAAACw/QJ0ZnwyvhaU/s1600/hang+tag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TCroEsH7GQI/AAAAAAAAACw/QJ0ZnwyvhaU/s320/hang+tag.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488454263165884674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-7538129499563905283?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/7538129499563905283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=7538129499563905283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7538129499563905283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7538129499563905283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/06/do-not-disturb-spanking-in-progress.html' title='Do Not Disturb!  Spanking in Progress!'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TCroEsH7GQI/AAAAAAAAACw/QJ0ZnwyvhaU/s72-c/hang+tag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-8891422251762009195</id><published>2010-06-23T01:03:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T01:20:43.949-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other'/><title type='text'>Oragami</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw this picture today on Failblog.  Stuff that looks X-rated but doesn't intend to be, always makes me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://failblog.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/29769e3e-a050-4ddf-a461-111120cb26a7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://failblog.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/29769e3e-a050-4ddf-a461-111120cb26a7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://failblog.org/2010/06/21/epic-fail-photos-oragami-fail/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;http://failblog.org/2010/06/21/epic-fail-photos-oragami-fail/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-8891422251762009195?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/8891422251762009195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=8891422251762009195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8891422251762009195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8891422251762009195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/06/oragami.html' title='Oragami'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-8064169561680397668</id><published>2010-06-20T22:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T23:55:43.064-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forced nudity'/><title type='text'>Nothing new, still pantsless</title><content type='html'>There hasn't been too much excitement here lately.  J has been working a lot and I have been spring cleaning and organizing and getting rid of things we no longer need.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My weekly spankings have been consistent and typical, if there is such a thing.  But there hasn't been a lot of extra time for playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been wearing a lot less pants lately, though.  J has kept me pantsless for most of the past week.  The only exceptions have been when I needed to leave the house, and even some of those trips I was only permitted a skirt with nothing underneath.  It's kind of thrilling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being naked from the waist down gives J lots of easy access to those parts of me.  His hands seem to be all over me all the time, which feels nice and is so sexy!  So even with very little free time, we still make time to connect, even if it's brief.  Sometimes it's just a quick swat on my ass, other times he plays with my pussy, which has been sopping wet for the entire week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hoping we will have more time for some fun adventures in the upcoming weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-8064169561680397668?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/8064169561680397668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=8064169561680397668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8064169561680397668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8064169561680397668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/06/nothing-new-still-pantsless.html' title='Nothing new, still pantsless'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-781391361333392205</id><published>2010-06-11T14:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T14:31:36.502-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cock gag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dildo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><title type='text'>There's a cock on the sink</title><content type='html'>J has definitely been in the mood to play. Tonight started out with him telling me to put on my pink skirt with the mesh (it's see through), and my black sheer shirt. He followed me around the house as I made dinner and washed the dishes, playing with and spanking my ass and tits.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner J leaned me back on the couch and told me to wait. He returned with the rubber cock from my cock gag and a cyberskin dildo. He stuck the gag in my mouth and the dildo in my pussy. He spent a few minutes fucking my face with the gag, then turned his attention to my now dripping pussy. He spanked me in a playful way and fucked me with the dildo. He commanded me to suck on the gag and told me to imagine it was real. J commented about how hot it was to see me getting violated by a dildo and gag. I came in minutes, my whole body convulsing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was then led to the bedroom. J threw me on the bed, face first, lifted my skirt and fucked me from behind. He reached around and spanked my pussy until he came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we cleaned up ourselves, and our toys, I giggled as I noticed there was a cock sitting on our sink. I thought it would make an interesting picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the cock from the cock gag that I was sucking on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TA8TZL1KbLI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3l_nEEL5MA/s1600/cockonsink.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TA8TZL1KbLI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3l_nEEL5MA/s320/cockonsink.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480620594926611634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 305px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-781391361333392205?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/781391361333392205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=781391361333392205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/781391361333392205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/781391361333392205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/06/theres-cock-on-sink.html' title='There&apos;s a cock on the sink'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TA8TZL1KbLI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3l_nEEL5MA/s72-c/cockonsink.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-7268734307395231662</id><published>2010-06-07T18:16:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T18:46:40.272-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strict'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forced nudity'/><title type='text'>My pants have been taken from me</title><content type='html'>So I'm sitting here with just a shirt on.  J came home from work tonight, and immediately asked to see my pussy.  I shaved today, so I'm freshly bald.  As he was inspecting me, he gave me a few stingy swats on my clit.  He then spent some time pinching my clit between my lips, using his thumbs.  Ouch!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can tell J is ready to get fully back into the swing of things.  We've been a little lax lately; we've both been busy and tired.  It's hard to keep our appointments when we're stressed out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always have mixed feelings about that.  It's so easy for me to slip back into laziness.  It's so comfortable and nice there.  So I think to myself, I really don't want J to be strict with me.  But then I get mad at myself for wasting a day and not doing anything.  And I think to myself, J really needs to be strict with me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not just laziness with myself, I get lazy and neglect J's needs as well.  And I hate when I do that.   So I'm craving a spanking, but also dreading it at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J had some work to do in the garage, and when he comes back in, he'll be spanking me.  It's a reminder day.  I'm not looking forward to the act itself, but I am looking forward to the motivation boost.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if J's planning on spanking my pussy tonight as well.  It's not our normal reminder day for it, but I haven't been exactly jumping at the chance to please him lately, so I feel like I'm due a punishment in that area.  There are times when I think to myself, "I should definitely be spanked for that."  Of course I &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; say that out loud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J made a comment last night about me needing some training.  I sometimes makes things hard on him and I really don't mean to.  I know there are days when I could easily take his mind off of work and stress and calm him down, but I don't.  It's due to pure laziness.  As much as training sounds scary, J might have a point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He also brought up the fact that we don't play with our toys enough.  We have a whole box full of them.  I don't know exactly what he has in mind, but I'm sure I'll find out soon enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also last night, we found a skirt for me to wear on car rides (or wherever else J wants me to wear it).  It's a wrap around skirt, so it'll allow for easy access.  J tells me the skirt is to remain open anytime I am wearing it in the car, and of course I won't be wearing anything underneath.  We are going to try to take a short road trip this weekend to try it out.  He mentioned getting on the highway so that "truckers will be able to look down and see you."  [gulp].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-7268734307395231662?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/7268734307395231662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=7268734307395231662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7268734307395231662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7268734307395231662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-pants-have-been-taken-from-me.html' title='My pants have been taken from me'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-428869819570854514</id><published>2010-06-04T00:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:54:08.420-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paddling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riding crop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Unmotivated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;J and I were discussing how unmotivated I've been the past several weeks.  He says it's because he hasn't been as focused on my behavior or my reminder spankings.  I say it's just because I get lazy. It's just so easy to slip back into old habits of slacking off and not getting anything done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were again short on time tonight, but J did give me a thorough spanking.  He used the riding crop first.  He uses the end for a stingy effect and the long part for a cane-type effect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I call that little wooden paddle the Popsicle paddle, because that's what it looks like.  J made that out of some scrap wood he had in the garage a few years ago.  It's light, but it stings!  And since it's not huge it concentrates the sting to a small area.  J must have spanked me with that for an hour!  Or at least that's what it felt like.  It was probably closer to 10 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TAiAXXVnmqI/AAAAAAAAACg/vBrOn9IUzuc/s1600/DSC_6195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TAiAXXVnmqI/AAAAAAAAACg/vBrOn9IUzuc/s320/DSC_6195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478770085586246306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know we both have several projects coming up, and as usual J is busy with work, but we are trying not to get too far from our spanking routine.  It really does make things easier and better, even if it is time consuming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-428869819570854514?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/428869819570854514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=428869819570854514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/428869819570854514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/428869819570854514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/06/unmotivated.html' title='Unmotivated'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/TAiAXXVnmqI/AAAAAAAAACg/vBrOn9IUzuc/s72-c/DSC_6195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-4161415694509663511</id><published>2010-05-22T00:19:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:53:27.616-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forced nudity'/><title type='text'>Nearly Naked in the car</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Some friends of ours are away and we've been going over every night to get their mail, water their plants, pick up the paper, that sort of thing.  Well tonight, J informed me that I'd be getting spanked at their house.  I didn't see him pack any paddles in the car, so I didn't know at all what he had planned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we picked up the mail and watered the outside flowers, J told me to go into their living room and take my pants off.  While I was doing that, J seemed to be wandering around the house, looking for something.  When he returned to the living room he was carrying a very thick yard stick that he found in our friends' utility room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He bent me over the arm of the couch and gave me 7 or 8 really hard swats with the yard stick.  It hurt more than I thought it would.  I didn't realize how heavy the thing was.  J reminded me that I have repeatedly told him I want to finish my to do list every day.  And that I agreed there would be consequences when I don't.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He put the yard stick on the floor and sat in the middle of the couch.  I bent over his lap and got my reminder spanking.  It didn't last as long as normal, but it was more intense with quicker and harder swats.  J didn't take any breaks.  He just used his hand but it stung just as much as some of our implements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was weird being in someone else's house, in a different room than I'm normally in.  It was a little bit scary and a little bit exciting.  We did not stay there for very long after the spanking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went back out to our car and J told me to take off my bra and unbutton my shirt.  I did as I was told, but wasn't sure where this was going.  I sat in the passenger seat and put my seatbelt on.  J made sure my shirt was fully open.  It was dark, so I didn't feel too exposed.  He spent the first few minutes of the drive rubbing my boobs and pinching my nipples.  I was then instructed to unbutton my pants and rub my clit.  &lt;b&gt;But &lt;/b&gt;J told me not to cum.  The drive between our friends' house and ours is about 15 minutes.  It was a struggle to rub my clit for that long without cumming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we came to the first big intersection with a traffic light, I commented how bright it was.  The light was red and other cars were stopping all around us.  I tried to slink further down in the seat, but I could still see the reflection of my naked boob in the car window and side mirror.  I'm pretty sure other people could too.  I was a little bit nervous about that, but I was mostly focused on my clit by that point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J mentioned that when we go to our friends' tomorrow he wants me to wear a skirt.  He also said that we should get me a "driving outfit" which I'm sure would involve a skirt and some sort of tiny, easily accessible, or see-through shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we pulled into our driveway, J told me I could button my pants, but to leave my shirt open.  I was pretty sure no one could see me, but as I stood under the porch light, I couldn't help but feel very visible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we were safely inside, J removed the rest of my clothes and led me to the bedroom where I was finally allowed to cum.  I am still topless and I likely will remain so until tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-4161415694509663511?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/4161415694509663511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=4161415694509663511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4161415694509663511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4161415694509663511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/05/nearly-naked-in-car.html' title='Nearly Naked in the car'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-5944440345817623132</id><published>2010-05-20T21:40:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:52:40.225-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Punishment vs. Play spanking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I took today's topic from the Submissive Journal Prompt website: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.submissiveguide.com/journalprompts/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.submissiveguide.com/journalprompts/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you know the difference and respond to a punishment spanking and one received during play? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The difference is easy.  J tells me when I have earned a punishment, but also he is firm and definitely serious.  There is no mistake when he is playing and when he's not.  When we're playing the mood is lighter and it's fun.  Punishments are never fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My response varies in that I am more serious when I'm being punished; I know it's not a joke.  And I am usually wishing I had not done the thing that has earned me a spanking.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really get punished very often.  The reminder spankings I get 3 times a week seem to keep me out of trouble &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;most &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;of the time.  Although there are some days, like today, where I know that I am absolutely not going to get to one of the things on my to do list.  I'm about 99% sure I'll be getting a punishment spanking tomorrow in addition to my reminder spanking (eek!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/S_XrPKAeDJI/AAAAAAAAACY/1qJxrBOH6K8/s1600/corner-punishment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/S_XrPKAeDJI/AAAAAAAAACY/1qJxrBOH6K8/s320/corner-punishment.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473539567755594898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-5944440345817623132?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/5944440345817623132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=5944440345817623132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5944440345817623132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5944440345817623132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/05/punishment-vs-play-spanking.html' title='Punishment vs. Play spanking'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/S_XrPKAeDJI/AAAAAAAAACY/1qJxrBOH6K8/s72-c/corner-punishment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-1002710971238175915</id><published>2010-05-17T00:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:52:07.250-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forced nudity'/><title type='text'>Bald Pussy</title><content type='html'>I shaved my pussy today and right afterwards, I texted J to tell him.  I knew he'd appreciate the information.  He texted me back telling me to strip from the waist down and that he'd be home shortly for lunch.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he got home he examined my bald pussy and told me how nice it looked.  He sat me on the couch and told me to masturbate.  As I did he swatted my pussy with the back of his hand.  We were right in front of a window.  No one can really see in, but it still felt like I was exposed.  The combination of those things made me cum in mere minutes.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was not enough time for me to give J the same pleasure, before he had to go back to work.  But I imagine that will be happening later tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-1002710971238175915?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/1002710971238175915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=1002710971238175915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1002710971238175915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1002710971238175915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/05/bald-pussy.html' title='Bald Pussy'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-4358637780028611180</id><published>2010-05-12T16:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:51:34.648-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>There's gonna be a spanking tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;I'm sitting here dreading the spanking I know I'll be getting today.  But at the same time I know I need it.  My motivation level is zero.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's mostly because I haven't been spanked in over a week.  Some friends of ours decided to drive to their beach house for the week, and invited us to go along.  It was all very last minute and things were hectic the few days before we left.  It was all worth it; we had a fantastic time.  But we could not keep to our normal spanking schedule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I know it's coming and I have no interest in being spanked at all.  When I have a week off, it's always so hard for me to get back into things.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight is pussy spanking night too.  I know we both need that.  We've not been able to connect intimately in ages.  It seems like it's always something.  I hurt or J hurts, or people are around, or there's no time, or we're too tired.  Just so many things.  I think the intimacy of a pussy spanking will do us some good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-4358637780028611180?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/4358637780028611180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=4358637780028611180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4358637780028611180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4358637780028611180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/05/theres-gonna-be-spanking-tonight.html' title='There&apos;s gonna be a spanking tonight'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-228128615116426197</id><published>2010-05-01T13:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:51:13.229-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><title type='text'>Sarah Silverman a spanko?</title><content type='html'>J and I were watching Dave Letterman the other night and Sarah Silverman said she gets spanked by her boyfriend!  She says he left a hand shaped bruise on her tushie.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can watch it here: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d4evrd5r--w"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d4evrd5r--w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-228128615116426197?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/228128615116426197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=228128615116426197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/228128615116426197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/228128615116426197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/05/sarah-silverman-spanko.html' title='Sarah Silverman a spanko?'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-5509465873829555372</id><published>2010-04-29T02:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:50:58.014-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Skipped a day</title><content type='html'>On Monday I asked J if we could skip my appointment.  I've been stressed out the past few weeks and I felt like I needed a break that day.  I didn't think I was in a good place, mentally or emotionally to take a spanking.  J was ok with that, but said we would resume on Wednesday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday was today and I still wasn't exactly into the idea of getting spanked, but I no longer felt like it would be emotionally bad for me like I did the other day.  J asked me if I have been feeling motivated and I said no.  So he asked if we should go back to every day spankings.  I said definitely No!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J assured me that even though I might not be into this right now, he is going to make sure to keep up with it.  Every other time we would have stopped and gotten out of the routine of spanking.    And after a short time we would both be wishing we never stopped.  He said this time he's not going to allow that to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My J is so strong and takes such good care of me.  He has been the best husband in so many ways, but lately his will to be consistent has been shining through.  Hopefully that will help get me through the times when I am not interested in being spanked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-5509465873829555372?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/5509465873829555372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=5509465873829555372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5509465873829555372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5509465873829555372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/04/skipped-day.html' title='Skipped a day'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-1697018763646103123</id><published>2010-04-22T23:51:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:50:38.018-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>The Puppy Papers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recently mentioned that I was reading &lt;b&gt;The Puppy Papers&lt;/b&gt;.  I just finished it tonight.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book consists of emails between Sharon (puppy) and Steven (the Dom).  As the book goes on, they're mostly just Sharon's emails to Steven. He doesn't always respond (or he just didn't publish his responses).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steven is a very experienced Dom and is also involved in the porn business.  Sharon has limited experience, but is very eager to learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right away Steven stresses the importance of compassion, trust, and respect. He's also quick to state that even when he's in complete control, he is aware of his sub's headspace and safety.  These are things I can appreciate that I think are important in any relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharon is self aware and seems to be able to put her feelings into words that are relatable. She's very honest about what she wants and who she is. She is very willing to explore and learn about herself and about being a sub.  She has no conflict or guilt, about what she feels, just an overwhelming desire for completeness.  She says she communicates better through writing than she does in person, which is something I can relate to, as I do the same thing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the relationship progresses it seems like Sharon starts pushing for more of a permanent thing, but she tries to be subtle about it.  She often drops hints, like saying how much she wishes they could spend more time together and she wants to serve him more often.  She also mentions she'd like to serve him 24/7.  He rarely returns a comment when she mentions it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book does insinuate bestiality, which is not something I'm into. She doesn't go into any detail about it though, so it didn't turn me off of the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were times when I thought some of the stories of Sharon's past might be exaggerations, but then I think of my own life and realized I did some crazy shit when I was younger.  Even dangerous things that now I can't believe I did, so it's possible it's all true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd recommend the book if it's a subject you are interested in.  Being all emails, it's an easy book to read.  I was able to get through it pretty quickly (when I could find time to actually sit down and read).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-1697018763646103123?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/1697018763646103123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=1697018763646103123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1697018763646103123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1697018763646103123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/04/puppy-papers_22.html' title='The Puppy Papers'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-310905122471233592</id><published>2010-04-14T02:38:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:50:20.997-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Communication</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(85, 85, 85); line-height: 18px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the latest post on &lt;i&gt;Submissive Journal Prompts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;http://www.submissiveguide.com/journalprompts/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"How does your owner expect you to communicate when you are angry/upset?" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;In my case I don't have an owner, but I do have a dominant husband.  And he expects full honesty and open communication.  Which works out great for me, not only do I value honesty, but I also tend to be blunt and uncensored sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankfully J and I haven't had to deal with any distrust or jealousy issues, and our communication has never been a problem.  It's one of the reasons our version of DD works so well for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm nearing the end of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;The Puppy Papers&lt;/span&gt; by Puppy Sharon &amp;amp; Steven Toushin.  I should have a report for you in the next few days.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-310905122471233592?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/310905122471233592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=310905122471233592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/310905122471233592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/310905122471233592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/04/communication.html' title='Communication'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-8475581072497496138</id><published>2010-04-07T01:02:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:50:01.984-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chores'/><title type='text'>The Puppy Papers</title><content type='html'>I recently started a new book called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Puppy Papers&lt;/span&gt; by Puppy Sharon &amp;amp; Steven Toushin.  I just started it, so I don't have much to say yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the description from the back of the book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This unique and honest story traces one middle American woman’s journey into kinky sex. After 18 years of trying to be the perfect wife, mother, church member, friend, and professional, she realizes something big is missing in her life. With a few strokes of the keyboard, she stumbles into the amazing sexual hunting grounds of the Internet, falling with eyes open into the world of adult personal ads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As only a puppy can, she eagerly jumps into BDSM on her first real-time encounter, meeting the man who becomes her first master. With that initial taste of kinky sex, a desire that laid dormant for many years came alive so strong that there was no going back. Beginning with the man she first called master, puppy embarked upon a search for her true Master. This book is the result of six months of e-mail correspondence with her current Master, that began as He desired to know her better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since puppy is a quiet woman around her Master, it was only through the written word that her story emerged, eventually taking on a life of its own. puppy’s story includes memories of herself as a little girl learning about her body, her sexual awakenings in her teen years, and the maturing of her libidinal desires. There is no conflict or guilt in puppy’s story, just an overwhelming desire for completeness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have been going to the gym according to the schedule J has set for me, so I've avoided being grounded so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been motivated enough to complete my to-do list every day. I even started spring cleaning and have done many extra chores. And J and I are finally going to paint the office this weekend. I'm excited to pick a new color; the current paint is dingy and dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-8475581072497496138?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/8475581072497496138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=8475581072497496138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8475581072497496138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8475581072497496138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/04/puppy-papers.html' title='The Puppy Papers'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-3810293172188806812</id><published>2010-03-31T15:18:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:49:40.080-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grounding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consequences'/><title type='text'>Grounded?</title><content type='html'>Last night I was complaining &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;again &lt;/span&gt;about the fact that I keep skipping the gym. J was tired of hearing it, and he announced that I would be going back to the gym starting today, and if I don't he will ground me. When he said that, my initial response was disbelief. Ground me? Those were words I hadn't heard since I was a teenager. It sounded so weird coming from my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J let me know that yes, I will be grounded if I don't get back into a gym routine. I didn't ask too many questions, but he did specify that I would be grounded from the computer, as well as getting an early bedtime. I don't know if the grounding would also include TV, phone, going out, things like that. I also don't know how long I'd be grounded for - an hour? A day? A week? I am hoping I won't find out. Being grounded would put a serious wrinkle in my day to day activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J's right though, without any consequences I get lazy and skip the gym. And then he has to listen to me complain about not having any energy and feeling flabby. And it's no fun to listen to someone complain about something they can easily fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gone yet, but I still have plenty of time. We are lucky to have a 24 hour gym, so I can still fit in a workout later this evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-3810293172188806812?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/3810293172188806812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=3810293172188806812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3810293172188806812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3810293172188806812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/03/grounded.html' title='Grounded?'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-417440024257410045</id><published>2010-03-27T02:35:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:49:16.851-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paddling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paddle'/><title type='text'>Unfinished List</title><content type='html'>For the first time in a long time, I didn't finish my to do list. I knew I'd be getting a spanking when J got home from work. I was not looking forward to it. I feel like I've been spanked a lot this week. Plus I was already scheduled to receive a reminder/maintenance spanking tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my punishment, J used the big, long wooden paddle. The one I hate the most. He gave me 2 swats on each cheek (one for each item not completed on my to do list). I didn't exactly cry, but it did bring tears to my eyes. That paddle really hurts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours later, during my reminder spanking, J let me know that he won't hesitate to spank me every day if he thinks it will help me remember to get my list completed. I immediately said "No Way!" Three times a week is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once all of that was out of the way, we had a nice start to the weekend. We had a fun time running some errands, then we spent the rest of the night cuddling and watching movies. I felt very relaxed and loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-417440024257410045?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/417440024257410045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=417440024257410045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/417440024257410045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/417440024257410045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/03/unfinished-list.html' title='Unfinished List'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-1750914382495176245</id><published>2010-03-26T00:05:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:48:45.073-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Bedtime Blow Job</title><content type='html'>I was feeling a bit grumpy last night at bedtime when J wanted a blow job. I said I didn't feel like it and whined about it. J does not like whining. At all. He immediately rolled me over and spanked my pussy. He reminded me that I am not allowed to tell him no. He also reminded me that the punishment for whining is getting a dick in my mouth. J feels that if I am whining, he will give me something else to occupy my mouth with. Sometimes he uses the cock gag, most times he uses his own cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pussy spanking was short, but very stingy. J made sure to spank most of my very sensitive areas. He was having a bit of trouble holding open my lips to spank my clit, because of the position we were in. For a second I thought he was going to ask me to hold them open, but thankfully he didn't. I'm not sure that I would be able to actually do that knowing how much it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When J was done spanking my pussy, he guided my head down to his cock and fucked my face until he was satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whining was pointless. All it got me was a pussy spanking. Sometimes I just can't help myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-1750914382495176245?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/1750914382495176245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=1750914382495176245' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1750914382495176245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1750914382495176245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/03/bedtime-blow-job.html' title='Bedtime Blow Job'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-62572224608151698</id><published>2010-03-25T01:35:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:48:20.035-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Why domestic discipline is not domestic violence.</title><content type='html'>I recently read &lt;a href="http://www.punishmentbook.org/2010/03/why-domestic-discipline-is-not-domestic-violence.html" target="_blank"&gt;this blog post&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.punishmentbook.org/natty/" target="_blank"&gt;Natty&lt;/a&gt; over at &lt;a href="http://www.punishmentbook.org/" target="_blank"&gt;The Punishment Book&lt;/a&gt; about why domestic discipline is not domestic violence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how the post points out very clearly how the two are not even remotely connected. The biggest, most glaring difference is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;consent&lt;/span&gt;. There is no consent with abuse, and it is largely based on manipulation. With DD there is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;consent &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;honesty&lt;/span&gt;.  At least there is in our  household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a minute, go read Natty's great post on the subject.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-62572224608151698?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/62572224608151698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=62572224608151698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/62572224608151698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/62572224608151698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-domestic-discipline-is-not-domestic.html' title='Why domestic discipline is not domestic violence.'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-523981176626390102</id><published>2010-03-18T02:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:48:05.943-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>The whole blog</title><content type='html'>I just re-read the whole blog from the beginning. It was interesting to see what I was feeling a couple of years ago. I'm happy J and I have been able to progress in this aspect of our relationship. We're both much better at it now, especially the consistency part of it. I give J all the credit for that. He has not let us slide back into laziness when it comes to our spanking schedule and other aspects of our version of DD. I'm not sure it will ever sound "normal" for me to say I have a spanking schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with the spankings, I sometimes find myself sitting here staring at my list, feeling lazy, wondering if it would be worth it just to get spanked. At the end of every day it seems like I have that one thing on my to do list that I just do not feel like doing. I think to myself, "I could just not do it." But then I think of how it feels to be spanked as a punishment. Most of the time, I ultimately complete my to do list. Maybe that means the reminder spankings are working.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-523981176626390102?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/523981176626390102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=523981176626390102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/523981176626390102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/523981176626390102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/03/whole-blog_18.html' title='The whole blog'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-6781717669423162855</id><published>2010-03-15T03:32:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:47:47.307-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Bent over the chair</title><content type='html'>Tonight was just like any other night when I decided to ask J, "Are we having our appointment today?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked over at me, surprised, "Why wouldn't we?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know. I just don't feel like it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without hesitation J commanded, "Stand up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did as instructed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J guided me over the chair, pulled my pants down and started spanking with quick, sharp swats. After just a few minutes, he pulled my pants back up and stood me up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then told me to get on my knees, which I did quickly. He guided my head down to his cock. After he came, he told me we could cancel the reminder spanking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that was one way to tell me.  ha. ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-6781717669423162855?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/6781717669423162855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=6781717669423162855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6781717669423162855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6781717669423162855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/03/bent-over-chair.html' title='Bent over the chair'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-7952283807244848283</id><published>2010-03-05T00:34:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:47:21.893-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intro'/><title type='text'>Submissive Journal Prompts</title><content type='html'>I've been having some trouble coming up with things to write about. I feel like I'm writing about the same spanking over and over. So, I did some searching online for some ideas awhile back and I came across this site. I forgot about it until today when I was going through some old bookmarks. It's called Submissive Journal Prompts: http://www.submissiveguide.com/journalprompts/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prompt today is about blogging and it says this: "If you have an online blog, this would be a good week to reintroduce yourself to your readers." So that's what I thought I would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Cassady and I'm a spanko. I've had an interest in spanking for as long as I can remember, but it was always a sexual thing. Over the years I've been able to find tons of information, thanks to the Internet, about spanking, different lifestyles, BDSM, DD, and many other things that interest me. When I met J he had never spanked anyone. He is a gentle soul, and I was afraid he wouldn't be able to step into any sort of dominant role. But if you've been reading this blog you know he is a natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've taken aspects from different schools of thought, and have found things we really like and that work well for us. We have stopped and started trying to live our own version of DD many times. Somehow it seems like we stop for a specific reason (house guests, illness, laziness, etc.) and never start back up again. But we are both happier when we could keep up with it. This last time we started, we both decided we would make a commitment to make it a priority. And so far that's been working out great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get regular spankings 3 times a week. We usually call them reminder spankings because the purpose is to remind me to finish my to-do list every day, stay motivated, and submit to J. It also reminds me what the consequences are of not doing those things.  I also get weekly pussy spankings. This further aids in my submissiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all done with my permission and at my request. J is so very loving and attentive, I could never dream of someone else I'd want to be married to.  And he cares enough to discipline me when I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to introduce yourself in the comments or send me an email.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-7952283807244848283?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/7952283807244848283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=7952283807244848283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7952283807244848283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7952283807244848283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/03/submissive-journal-prompts.html' title='Submissive Journal Prompts'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-4240077516995730146</id><published>2010-03-02T01:49:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:46:53.409-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Pussy Punishment</title><content type='html'>J and I had a very nice, relaxing weekend where we got to spend a lot of time just being together.  There was one point where I was a bit of a brat and wouldn't expose my tits when J asked.  He reminded me that was a no no and asked if I wanted my pussy spanked.  Of course I said no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since he didn't spank me right then, I figured the  incident had been forgotten about, but tonight after my regular reminder spanking, J told me to flip over onto my back.  He reminded me that I was due a punishment spanking on my pussy for refusing him this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He whipped my pussy with a small strap, while lecturing me on whose pussy it is and how I agreed to submit to him. This was my first pussy punishment and I thought it would be a lot worse. When I get my ass spanked for punishment it's way worse than a reminder spanking. But the pussy punishment was not nearly as bad as the weekly reminders I get. Although at one point he spread my lips wide and was spanking directly on my clit. That hurt a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J then started using his thumb to play with my clit during the spanking. He was doing both at the same time. I asked him why he was making me feel good, when it was supposed to hurt, but he said I shouldn't tell him how to play with his toy. He's right, so I didn't object further. Overall it felt more like a game than a serious spanking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't let me cum at that time, and the spanking didn't last very long.  When it was over, we cuddled for a few minutes. It always feels so right being in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite happy with the way we've been progressing and keeping up with our version of DD. Every other time we've tried it, we ended up stopping and months would go by before we'd start again. J has been great about maintaining consistency and a level of strictness. He doesn't let me get away with much. For the most part I get my things done every day and don't get punished very often. And that definitely feels good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-4240077516995730146?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/4240077516995730146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=4240077516995730146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4240077516995730146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4240077516995730146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/03/pussy-punishment.html' title='Pussy Punishment'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-5336556907033117169</id><published>2010-02-25T21:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:46:02.700-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strict'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belt'/><title type='text'>Many implements</title><content type='html'>I came into the bedroom and saw all of these implements laying out on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/S4cyEsVnIHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Fi-Dv7oVWRQ/s1600-h/implements.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/S4cyEsVnIHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Fi-Dv7oVWRQ/s320/implements.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442373730903203954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew tonight I was going to be spanked on my ass and also on my pussy.  For various reasons that seemed to happen one right after the other, it has been a long time since I've had my pussy spanked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was first told to lay on my stomach.  J sat next to me on the bed and began to spank me with his hand.  He switched on and off with the strap, ruler, and other implements pictured above.  At one point he spanked each cheek hard, very quickly, one right after the other.  It seemed to go on forever.  My ass was on fire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discussed the usual topics during the spanking.  The reasons for the spanking, understanding the rules and consequences, if these reminder spankings help me get things done, and what I need to do to avoid punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once that was over he had me flip onto my back.  He started right in, using his hand at first.  He also used one of the small leather slappers.  J lectured me more than usual tonight during my pussy spanking.  He was very stern.  I felt like he was in a very strict mode and I also felt like he would not abuse that role and he would take care of me.  He thoroughly spanked my pussy and lips.  He even spanked inside my lips, on the very sensitive part.  He used the ruler on my pussy and also on my nipples.  It stung and I know I squirmed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very submissive immediately after a pussy spanking.  I guess that's the idea.  Thing is, it wears off pretty quickly.  The submissive feeling.  Not totally, but mostly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, right after my spanking, J did an inspection of my pussy.  He checked to make sure there were no marks or bruising.  I feel so exposed when he does his examinations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then started playing with my clit.  At one point I asked him to move his thumb to a different position.  He asked me if I was trying to tell him how to play with his toy. And he said, "Didn't we just talk about whose toy this is?"  Yes, yes, we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was close to cuming, but he stopped and said that wasn't the time for that.  I hopped in the shower and thought about finishing myself off, but I wasn't sure if I should.  We have no set rule about me cuming.  Generally I just cum whenever I want.  So I thought I would wait and mention it later.  When I did J said I could use my favorite toy tonight to come before I go to bed.  I am looking forward to that.  I couldn't wait though.  Just a little while ago I used my hand while still in the office.  I just couldn't wait for the release.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-5336556907033117169?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/5336556907033117169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=5336556907033117169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5336556907033117169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5336556907033117169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/02/many-implements.html' title='Many implements'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/S4cyEsVnIHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Fi-Dv7oVWRQ/s72-c/implements.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-1146885504128015892</id><published>2010-02-18T00:24:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:44:58.421-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='velcro underwear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Velcro Underwear</title><content type='html'>I was punished again today for not completing an item on my to do list.  It's nearly always the same item - not practicing my guitar.  I really do want to play the guitar, I just hate the practicing and learning part.  I get so frustrated when I can do it perfectly right away.  So I didn't do it yesterday and J spanked me for it.  I got several really hard swats with the strap before he continued spanking me for my regular reminder spanking.  At one point J pulled my ass cheek to one side and spanked the inner part.  I can't recall if he's ever done that before.  It stung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked on an interesting project today.  Awhile back I read somewhere that a man made his wife wear underwear with velcro on the inside anytime she received a spanking.  Mostly it was for when she got spanked as a reminder right before they went out somewhere, she'd wear this special underwear so that anytime she moved, the rough part of the velcro rubbed on her already hurting ass.  It was to serve as a constant reminder throughout the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've never seen any velcro underwear for sale anywhere, so J asked me to make some.  I took a pair of my own underwear and bought enough velcro to cover the back part AND the front part.  This was also J's idea.  That way when I am required to wear it, it will rub on my ass and my pussy.  I just finished it today, so I haven't had a chance to wear it yet. I'm hoping I don't have to wear it for a long time, because it looks very uncomfortable.  When I am eventually required to wear it, I'll be sure to blog about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-1146885504128015892?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/1146885504128015892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=1146885504128015892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1146885504128015892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1146885504128015892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/02/velcro-underwear.html' title='Velcro Underwear'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-2427778703796642232</id><published>2010-02-10T00:26:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:44:22.463-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belt'/><title type='text'>Punished Again!</title><content type='html'>I don't know what it is with me, but anytime there is anything different in my schedule (like J gets home from work early, or I am not here when he gets home, etc.) I forget to show him my completed to do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot again today and J had to ask me for it.  After I showed him the list, he reminded me that I am to show him the list every day when he gets home from work.  He led me into the bedroom, pulled my pants down, and had me lay on my stomach on the bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recently got some new implements and J decided to use this new one today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/S3JFOdOsDSI/AAAAAAAAACI/ot5jpsazc_s/s1600-h/daddysbelt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/S3JFOdOsDSI/AAAAAAAAACI/ot5jpsazc_s/s400/daddysbelt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436483814856330530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's essentially just a belt sewn together at the end.  J says it gives him a good amount of control when he swings it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels just like any other belt and it stings.  I felt more defiant today, and slightly irritated.  It's sometimes hard to see what the big deal is.  My list was all finished, so that should be that.  But J's point is that he doesn't know it's done if he doesn't see it, with everything all checked off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spanking wasn't very long, but he lectured me the whole time.  He finished up with a few really hard swats to my ass with his hand.  Then it was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will remember...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-2427778703796642232?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/2427778703796642232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=2427778703796642232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/2427778703796642232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/2427778703796642232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/02/punished-again.html' title='Punished Again!'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/S3JFOdOsDSI/AAAAAAAAACI/ot5jpsazc_s/s72-c/daddysbelt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-7041720144832614125</id><published>2010-02-05T00:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:43:43.828-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>The Scorpion's Sweet Venom</title><content type='html'>I have been feeling unwell again, so J and I have not been playing at all. I have been getting my regular reminder spankings, but even they have been brief. I am anxious to get over this sinus infection, and severe skin dryness, and cramps, and get back to our regular fun!&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago I mentioned a book I was reading "The Scorpion's Sweet Venom" by Bruna Surfistinha.  It was a quick read and I just finished it last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book starts with some background info about Raquel, the author.  She's adopted and her family is wealthy. She is constantly seeking to push limits and find adventure.  She doesn't exactly feel love from her family and at 17 decides to go out on her own.  She very willingly becomes a prostitute and lives by her own rules. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She takes on the name Bruna, and in the book she switches between her reality as Raquel and her reality as Bruna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is successful at her job and mostly enjoys her work.  She makes interesting observations about her clients.  She decides to start a blog as an outlet and it becomes very popular, landing her in magazine and television interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gives a lot of pointers in her book about what people really want sexually but are too afraid to ask their partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sets a financial goal for herself and when she reaches it, her plan is to get out of prostitution and go back to school for psychology.  She seems to be very strong and level headed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She does meet her goals and leaves prostitution.  Her plan was to keep up with her blog, but it is an invalid link, now, so I guess she didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't call it a great book, but it was very interesting and I would recommend it to anyone who has an interest in her story.  I like the way she seems so sure of herself, even when she's faced with an unsure situation.  She seems to be easily able to separate sex and love, which is something I can appreciate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-7041720144832614125?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/7041720144832614125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=7041720144832614125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7041720144832614125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7041720144832614125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/02/scorpions-sweet-venom.html' title='The Scorpion&apos;s Sweet Venom'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-939391202151466738</id><published>2010-01-30T20:06:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:43:21.694-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Forgotten List</title><content type='html'>I again forgot to show J my completed to-do list on Friday. I don't know why I keep forgetting. This is the 3rd time. I didn't remember until I was already bent over on the bed, with my pants off for my regular Friday reminder spanking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J said, "Did you forget to do something today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I didn't know what he was talking about. And then it dawned on me! &lt;br /&gt;I quietly said, "I didn't show you my list."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a short lecture and 4 really hard swats with the strap, in addition to my regular reminder spanking. During the lecture J told me he wanted me to journal about forgetting to show him my list, when I get spanked for it, why, and how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if he meant for me to do it on the blog or not, but that's where I'm doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 29th - Today I was spanked because I forgot to show J my to do list. &lt;br /&gt;I felt shocked at first, I was in disbelief that I had forgotten anything. I've been really good at finishing my list. But once I realized I had forgotten to show J, I felt disappointed in myself. I had forgotten again. J asks me how will he know if I have completed my list or not unless I show it to him? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spanking hurt and I may have yelped once or twice, but I didn't cry.  I never do. J led me to the corner and told me to stand there and think about how I'm going to remember to show him my list every day. I'm still not sure exactly how I'm going to remember, but I hope I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening I made the mistake of whining. J abhors whining. He always tells me he will find something else to put in my mouth. So after about 30 seconds of whining, I found myself on my knees with J's dick in my mouth. He's done this before and usually only has me suck him off for a few minutes, but last night he had me suck him until he came. In the past he has also made me wear a cock gag for whining. He really doesn't like to hear whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J has been on a toy buying spree the past week or so. He ordered a bunch of new stuff.  The skirt is the only thing that has arrived so far. We are waiting on several slapper type paddles, and some other stuff. I'll post pictures as things arrive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not quite sure what he's up to with the new toys, but the theme seems to be "things to slap my pussy with". A lot of these new toys are things that will make me feel very submissive and that's something J has been paying a bit more attention to, lately. I feel like I might be headed for a bit of sub-type training in the near future. I am partially excited and partially terrified. I sometimes get very anxious if I feel that I'm not in control. But once I get past that, it's something that makes me feel good in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not having had my pussy spanked in so long; I am really feeling like something is missing. Not like there's some big flaw in our relationship or anything...more like the very deep level we connect on is just slightly less deep. It's due to some girlie issues I've been having that have prevented us from playing much and I think that's really what I'm missing. Hopefully I will be back to normal soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-939391202151466738?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/939391202151466738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=939391202151466738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/939391202151466738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/939391202151466738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/01/forgotten-list.html' title='Forgotten List'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-2674264425192431582</id><published>2010-01-28T01:29:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:42:35.949-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>New skirt!</title><content type='html'>Do you ever say you need a spanking, and then once you're being spanked you realize you were completely wrong and you didn't need a spanking after all?  That's how I felt today.  I think J is feeling back into the swing of things this week, as my spanking felt more real than it has for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J ordered a skirt for me to wear once the weather gets warmer.  I think he will have me wear it when I am doing certain household tasks, or maybe after spankings, I'm not sure yet.  Here is a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/S2EwS6jBt-I/AAAAAAAAACA/nTzMuH33NMg/s1600-h/pink.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 361px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/S2EwS6jBt-I/AAAAAAAAACA/nTzMuH33NMg/s400/pink.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431675727097477090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading the book I mentioned the other night - The Scorpion's Sweet Venom.  I am only a few pages in, but so far I like it.  She writes as 2 people - her real self and her prostitute self.  I like the way she uses a different font for each story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-2674264425192431582?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/2674264425192431582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=2674264425192431582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/2674264425192431582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/2674264425192431582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-you-ever-say-you-need-spanking-and.html' title='New skirt!'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/S2EwS6jBt-I/AAAAAAAAACA/nTzMuH33NMg/s72-c/pink.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-2081280328698426331</id><published>2010-01-25T15:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:42:17.200-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><title type='text'>I Need a spanking</title><content type='html'>I'm glad it's Monday.  My spanking schedule has been intermittent for the past couple of weeks.  I've been sick off and on, and for some reason I always felt worse after a spanking.  So J stopped them for all of last week.  And pussy spankings haven't happened in 2 or 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling mostly better now, so I am getting a spanking tonight.  And I really feel like I need one.  One day last week I didn't complete my to do list.  I just didn't really care about it.  Partly it was because I wasn't feeling well and partly it was because I knew there'd be no immediate consequence.  At the time J did say we will discuss it next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate admitting that I *need* to be spanked, but my motivation slips away so quickly without regular physical reminders.  I keep thinking that one of these days we will decrease the reminder spankings to maybe 2 days a week or maybe even once a week, like we once did.  But it seems like as long as 3 days a week keep working, J is going to stick with that schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably won't get a pussy spanking this week, but those will resume next week.  I am feeling like I need one of those too.  I haven't felt very submissive or sexual lately.  Again it's partly because I am unwell, but it's also because we haven't had that connection in awhile.  J has mentioned that he can tell I am in need of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got a new book.  It's called "The Scorpion's Sweet Venom: The Diary of a Brazilian Call Girl" by Bruna Surfistinha.  Part memoir, part cautionary tale, part sex guide, Bruna brings to life the raw, desperate and dangerous underbelly of the Brazilian sex trade, and shares outrageous advice for the bedroom, like what men really want but are too afraid to ask. Provocative, seductive and unforgettable, The Scorpion’s Sweet Venom is the vivid account of a young girl’s life on the street, and a fearless expression of human sexuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post a review after I read it.  Anyone else reading anything?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-2081280328698426331?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/2081280328698426331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=2081280328698426331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/2081280328698426331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/2081280328698426331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-need-spanking.html' title='I Need a spanking'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-261191603852978740</id><published>2010-01-15T18:30:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:41:47.354-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consequences'/><title type='text'>Motivation &amp; Consequences</title><content type='html'>J and I talked about consequences tonight.  Well he mostly talked (and spanked) and I mostly listened.  J asked me if I feel more motivated.  I'm not sure motivated is the right word, but I definitely make sure my things are done every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I notice that when I'm thinking about not completing my to do list, my first thought is that I know I'll get spanked for it.  I say things to myself like, "It won't be so bad."  But I've not yet had a punishment spanking since the most recent time we started our version of DD.  I know the maintenance spankings are pretty bad, I don't really want to know what a more severe spanking would be like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately I decide to complete my list and not find out what a punishment spanking would be like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had any corner time in a few weeks.  The corner we normally use has been occupied by some boxes of stuff that we need to move to storage.  So J has been skipping that part.  I can't say I feel any differently about things without the corner time.  I know it's supposed to be time to reflect, but I usually just stand there, bored and wondering how much longer I have to stand there.  So I haven't missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we are talking about corner time, I thought I would comment on another section from the article of unknown origin.  (AG = Article Guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AG is a big fan of corner time.  He requires his wife to be nude while in the corner, which is essentially what J does.  Although J does let me wear a robe (untied) if I am chilly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AG says the minimum amount of corner time should be 10-15 minutes for maintenance, and 20-30 for punishments.  J usually only makes me stand in the corner for 5 minutes or less.  I get bored standing there and usually my mind drifts to other things that aren't related to the spanking I just received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AG's reasoning for the length of time is that he says there are cycles of thought.  He says his wife might first go through boredom and anger, and only after that will she be able to focus on what got her put in the corner.  I definitely get the boredom thing, but I'm not sure I'd ever feel angry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AG says it is "more effective if you physically place your wife in the corner".  I would agree with that.  There's something more dominant about J leading me to and placing me in the corner.  The same with removing me from the corner when my time is up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure if I was getting a punishment spanking, J would require me to stand in the corner for a longer period of time.  But let's hope I don't find out anytime soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a good weekend and try not to get in trouble!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-261191603852978740?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/261191603852978740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=261191603852978740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/261191603852978740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/261191603852978740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/01/motivation-consequences.html' title='Motivation &amp; Consequences'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-2799574174262753319</id><published>2010-01-10T19:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:40:58.198-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Submission</title><content type='html'>I really notice a difference in my submission level when I am pussy spanked.  It had been a few weeks since the last one and I've felt a little more disconnected in the submission part of my relationship with J. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after Wednesday's spanking, I feel more of a desire to please J and I feel somehow more...protected?  I don't know if that's the right word to use.  I guess there's a sort of security feeling I get when J is taking care of me.  And when I know J is filling my needs, I'm more wanting to fill his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spanking itself was relatively mild compared to others I've had.  I've been having some dry skin troubles around my legs, and J was careful not to spank there (he sometimes spanks my inner thighs when I'm receiving a pussy spanking).  But it still had the desired effect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when J spreads my lips and spanks, I am afraid it will hurt so much that I won't be able to handle it.  But every time J knows just how to do it perfectly, and he never damages me, physically or emotionally.  It's an amazing feeling to be able to put that much trust in someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-2799574174262753319?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/2799574174262753319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=2799574174262753319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/2799574174262753319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/2799574174262753319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2010/01/submission.html' title='Submission'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-4571875177352072877</id><published>2009-12-31T16:34:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:39:56.453-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>After 2 weeks of no spankings</title><content type='html'>Due to the holidays I went about 2 weeks with no spankings.  The first one after the break was on Monday.  My ass is so sensitive after not being spanked for that long!  It's like virgin skin.  Because of the spankings on Monday (and again on Wednesday), plus the cold, dry air, I'm getting terrible dry skin.  I hate that!  J has been putting lots of lotion on my butt, I hope it helps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both spankings this week were pretty straightforward.  We are struggling a bit to get back into a routine, plus we've both been busier than normal.  J has been really great about making it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our very bestest friends over during Christmas.  We don't get to see them often, because they live far away, so we were happy to get to spend some time with them.  J and I have discussed telling them about our version of DD.  I'd love to be able to share it with someone we are close to.  But at the same time, I'm afraid they wouldn't understand.  I always find it interesting when I read about people who have families that all participate in DD and similar things.  I sometimes wish I had that kind of family.  Or at least some friends that shared in our activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Year's Resolution is to do a better job of keeping up with this blog and post more pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-4571875177352072877?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/4571875177352072877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=4571875177352072877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4571875177352072877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4571875177352072877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/12/after-2-weeks-of-no-spankings.html' title='After 2 weeks of no spankings'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-1750835244725178507</id><published>2009-12-16T00:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:57:47.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>I haven't had much time to post, lately.  We've had houseguests and I've been baking and shopping, getting ready for Christmas.  That's not likely to change between now and the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Just wanted to say Happy Holidays to everyone here from Cassady and Jack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-1750835244725178507?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/1750835244725178507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=1750835244725178507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1750835244725178507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1750835244725178507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/12/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-1168812818879704440</id><published>2009-12-03T16:52:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:39:24.050-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punishment'/><title type='text'>Does anyone feel tired after being spanked?</title><content type='html'>I've been noticing that sometimes after J has spanked me I feel so sleepy.  Does this happen to anyone else?  I don't know if it's something hormonal or if it's emotional, or maybe a little of both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was what we've been calling maintenance plus.  That's a spanking, plus a pussy spanking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I again forgot to show J my to do list when he got home from work, he immediately gave me two intense swats with the strappy thing.  (The one I posted a picture of a few days ago.)  OUCH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then proceeded to spank me, alternating between his hand, the strap, and the trade show ruler.  We discussed my motivation and how I wasn't as motivated last week.  He reminded me that I should be thinking about the consequences even on my off days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J told me to flip over for the plus portion of Wednesday's maintenance.  He started off with a bare minimum of warm up swats with his hand.  It's a pretty intense experience for me.  J is normally such a softie, but when he is taking the lead he is so...strong...and controlled.  I love to hear him using his commanding voice.  When he says, "Who's pussy is this?"  And I reply, "It's yours."  It just does something to me.  I love giving myself to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started thinking about how I'm feeling a combination of love, warmth, being taken care of, being able to give myself so completely to J, I feel his strength, but I'm also feeling pain.  During all of this he's still spanking my pussy with his hand and the smooth ruler.  He isn't gentle.  He uses one hand to spread me open and the other to spank the very sensitive inside part of my lips.  J also uses the ruler on my nipples.  He is a fan of the short, sharp swats.  The ones that sting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is we're doing with our version of DD, it seems to be working.  We're definitely not perfect, but we both feel this way is a positive thing in our lives.  So we'll stick with it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-1168812818879704440?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/1168812818879704440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=1168812818879704440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1168812818879704440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1168812818879704440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/12/does-anyone-feel-tired-after-being.html' title='Does anyone feel tired after being spanked?'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-5581787655589621286</id><published>2009-11-29T20:44:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:38:36.780-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grounding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consequences'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving and getting back into the routine</title><content type='html'>Our DD activities kind of fell apart last week with the holidays; having houseguests and later being houseguests.  We had a great time celebrating with friends and family, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was making up my weekly to do list on Sunday, J told me to make sure I had our 3 appointments on there.  Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.  With the Wednesday one including a pussy spanking.  I didn't get that last week and even though I don't like it, I still missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's incredible to me how much being held accountable does for me.  This past week I barely got the things done I needed to do.  It was a real struggle for me.  It was almost like I knew there would be no consequences, so I didn't make the effort.  It's just so much easier to be lazy and focus my attention elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were watching The Biggest Loser on our DVR over the weekend, and I found myself wondering: If those people had consequences like spanking, would they be more inclined to exercise/eat right?  I'd like to see Bob and Jillian with a paddle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some more from the article of unknown origin that I have been commenting on. (AG = Article Guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing the AG talks about is Grounding.  This is one of those areas that I am conflicted about.  When I honestly think about it, there are times when I spend too much time on the computer, and shirk my responsibilities.  That seems like an offense ideal for grounding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But would I get angry and resent J for grounding me?  Or would I ignore the grounding?  I'm not really sure as I've never actually been grounded, for real.  AG restricts his wife from TV, Internet, phone, and leaving the house when she is grounded.  The length of time depends on her offense.  Anywhere from several hours to several days.  I can't even imagine being restricted from doing something I want to do for several days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AG says grounding is very effective on his wife, and that he doesn't have to do it often. If J decides I need to be grounded at some point, I will be sure to blog about how I dealt with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-5581787655589621286?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/5581787655589621286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=5581787655589621286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5581787655589621286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5581787655589621286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-and-getting-back-into.html' title='Thanksgiving and getting back into the routine'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-4624888323004004844</id><published>2009-11-21T03:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:37:50.125-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>No warm up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;(&lt;i&gt;This blog post was from last Monday, I just forgot to post it!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J started right in with that awful strap tonight.  No warm up or anything!  Partly it was because Mondays are the start of a new week and I hadn't been spanked all weekend.  The other part was because I forgot to show him my to-do list when he got home from work.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He says if I don't show it to him, how does he know it's completed?  He will just assume it is not, if I don't show it to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I got a few extra (and hard!) swats with the strap while J was lecturing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was almost unbearable.  I was sort of in and out of sub space.  When he said "Last 10, count out loud," I didn't think I was going to be able to do it.  It's the closest I've ever come to crying from a spanking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will definitely remember to show him my list tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-4624888323004004844?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/4624888323004004844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=4624888323004004844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4624888323004004844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4624888323004004844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-warm-up.html' title='No warm up'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-6857505942353815976</id><published>2009-11-18T18:42:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:37:19.000-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Wednesday's Implements</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I thought I would try posting a picture of the implements J used today.  I've never put a picture on a blog before, I hope it works!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The top one, in this picture, I call the strappy thing.  It's leather and heavy.  The strap is about 3"-4" wide.  It feels stingy and thudy at the same time.  It definitely gets my attention!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SwSKJXaSRzI/AAAAAAAAABw/uIc4tDocTCo/s1600/DSC_5195b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 192px; text-align: center; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SwSKJXaSRzI/AAAAAAAAABw/uIc4tDocTCo/s400/DSC_5195b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405597346259158834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one at the bottom of the picture used to be a ruler that J sanded down very smooth.  He also rounded the edges and put a layer of finish on it.  It's a nice pretty piece of solid wood when I'm not being spanked with it!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J used the ruler on my pussy tonight.  Last week we started pussy maintenance, which J decided we would do on Wednesdays.  This is in addition to my regular ass spankings, that I'm still getting three times a week.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesdays are a little strange for me.  After my ass gets spanked it feels like it's going to over, but then I have to flip over to get the rest of the maintenance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've both been pretty pleased at how well it's working this time.  I feel a little bit more motivated, my to-do lists have been finished every day, and J says I've been more submissive to him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm trying to get started back into my gym routine this week.  I hope I can stay motivated enough to keep going regularly.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, if I don't, I know what will happen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-6857505942353815976?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/6857505942353815976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=6857505942353815976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6857505942353815976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6857505942353815976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/11/wednesdays-implements.html' title='Wednesday&apos;s Implements'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SwSKJXaSRzI/AAAAAAAAABw/uIc4tDocTCo/s72-c/DSC_5195b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-5006537331587376137</id><published>2009-11-13T01:01:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:36:41.212-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>My first pussy maintenance</title><content type='html'>I received my first pussy maintenance tonight.  J decided we will do this once a week as part of our maintenance schedule.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He arranged me on his lap, between his legs, so that my head was resting on his thigh and my legs were at an angle, away from him.  It made it so his hand cupped perfectly over my pussy when it made contact.  He used a heavy wooden ruler for a lot of the spanking.  During some of it, he stretched my pussy tight, slightly parted my lips, and spanked my very sensitive areas.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was different to be able to see J's face when he was spanking me.  Usually I am face down.  It was exciting to see him really embracing his role.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a bit startling how much the spanking stung.  I have never had J spank my pussy like he means it before.  Usually it was just for play.   It lasted a long time and he made sure not to miss any spots.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He also reminded me that I gave him permission to use my pussy when he wants to, and that this spanking was a reminder of what will happen if I deny him.  It was kind of thrilling to hear him talk to me like that, but at the same time my pussy was aching from the sting.  I do believe this will be effective for me.  After this spanking, I cannot imagine what a punishment would be like, and I really don't want to find out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does anyone else do this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just so no one worries - we do have a safe word I can use if I am ever not comfortable in a situation.  But J and I are very in tune with each other and I doubt I will ever need to use it.   Also, just to be clear, I asked for us to do our version of DD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I just received my first pussy maintenance I thought this next post from AG would be appropriate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AG writes that on the rare occasion that his wife denies him sex, she gets a pussy whipping later in the evening.  He stresses that this happens EVERY TIME.  Without fail.  He never lets her get away with it.  He reiterates that several times.  He says consistency is important in all aspects of DD, and that's the only thing that will really make it work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AG says he most often uses a leather whip, a belt, his hand, or a combination.  He says he is careful to cover her whole pussy, all sides and edges, and even makes his wife spread her lips for some slaps to her clit.  He says that you must be careful to lightly slap when her clit is exposed to avoid doing any permanent damage (good to know).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He says it's very effective and that it's rare he ever has to whip his wife's pussy.  He mentions that immediately after her refusal, they have sex anyway, and that she gets her punishment later in the evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really like that he has sex right away and then waits until later for the pussy spanking.  I think that would be more effective.  I'm going to mention this to J.  For one thing, I'd rather take care of J when he is super horny, than later when he may have calmed down.  Also, the anticipation would make the punishment all that more effective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-5006537331587376137?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/5006537331587376137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=5006537331587376137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5006537331587376137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5006537331587376137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-first-pussy-maintenance.html' title='My first pussy maintenance'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-4355619954609980843</id><published>2009-11-11T02:41:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:35:44.493-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paddling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paddle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corner'/><title type='text'>Monday's Maintenance</title><content type='html'>J brought out one of the big wooden paddles today, which immediately sent my belly into flip flops.  I hate those wooden paddles.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He warmed up my ass with his hand and then switched to the paddle.  J said he wanted to make sure that it was still effective and since I was more "in practice" now with spankings,  I should be able to handle a harder paddling.  I guess I handled it ok.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the spanking and time in the corner, we talked about the effectiveness of the maintenance.  J and I both agree it is working to keep me motivated.  My to do lists have been completed every day and that makes me very happy, which makes J very happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He mentioned that if I can stay motivated, submissive, and can complete my list over the weekend, we may switch to twice weekly maintenance in the next week or so.  My ass says YES!  But I have a little bit of fear that if I don't get that reminder I might slack off.   We will see how it all works out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been reading a lot of other spanking/discipline blogs and I sometimes find myself nodding in agreement with the thoughts or comments of the poster.  I am seeing bits of myself in many of them.  I see a lot of people trying to practice some form of DD who have the same struggles with consistency that we have had in the past.  I wonder if we are alike in other ways.  I wonder how much like me the poster is in real life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the same time, I'm also finding a lot of spanking blogs that are fiction or professional models.  That makes me feel very much alone.  Like I am the only person who is like this in real life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess it doesn't matter as long as it makes me happy and it works for my relationship dynamic with J.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-4355619954609980843?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/4355619954609980843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=4355619954609980843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4355619954609980843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4355619954609980843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/11/mondays-maintenance.html' title='Monday&apos;s Maintenance'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-4176057888358079787</id><published>2009-11-11T02:39:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:34:55.607-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><title type='text'>Relaxing Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;J woke me up on Sunday with a full head-to-toe massage. He paid attention to each part of my body, and did a very thorough job.  It lasted over an hour.  It was glorious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He then made me a nice breakfast, which we ate while catching up on our DVR'd shows from the previous week. We spent the next few hours just lounging around and cuddling on the couch.  The rest of the day was just as relaxing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Before we went to bed J smothered my ass with lotion, so it doesn't get dry or rough.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I am so spoiled and taken care of.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I love my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate;   font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to continue with the article of unknown origin that I have been summarizing and commenting on.  (AG = Article Guy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the next section of his article AG says he spanks his wife daily.  That's definitely not necessary for J and I.  The 3 times a week schedule we have now seems to be working very well, and after awhile we will likely go to twice weekly, and maybe even down to once weekly.  Every day seems extreme to me, but if that's what works for AG and his wife, then by all means they should continue with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be interested in hearing what maintenance schedule works for other people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-4176057888358079787?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/4176057888358079787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=4176057888358079787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4176057888358079787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4176057888358079787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/11/relaxing-sunday.html' title='Relaxing Sunday'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-8204425624157306692</id><published>2009-11-07T22:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:34:28.125-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cock gag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consequences'/><title type='text'>A new kind of maintenance</title><content type='html'>For my Friday maintenance J decided to use a leather strap and a wooden ruler, in addition to his hand.  Throughout the spanking he asked me to tell him what I wanted to accomplish and repeated to me that the three times a week maintenance has really been helping me.  In fact I got my whole to do list finished every day this week.  I was spanked a little bit harder and a bit longer today.  J says it is to make sure I can remember it all weekend, since I won't be spanked again until Monday (unless I earn a punishment or something).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do love that I feel a bit more motivated to get things done, but I've got to say my butt is sore!  Three times a week is definitely a solid reminder of what I need to get done.  The soreness doesn't really have time to go away, so I am being reminded every time I sit or move around in a way that brushes my undies against my ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a perfect example of how it seems to be working for me.  There was an item on my to do list that I was not particularly looking forward to.  My first thought was that I will just put it off until tomorrow.  The longer I sat here with my to do list staring at me, the more I felt that I really should get that thing done.  One because I really didn't want to be spanked again on my already sore bottom.  Also, I knew that J would be disappointed if I didn't complete my whole list today, especially after receiving 3 maintenance spankings.  So I did it and now I feel happy that my list is completed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We discussed something new tonight and that is pussy maintenance.  We agreed a long time ago that I would never turn J down for sex, unless I am unwell or injured.  The only reason I ever turn him down is pure laziness.  I get to where I just "don't feel like it".  When I do it anyway, I always end up enjoying it and having a great time.  It ALWAYS feels good.  So we decided that I would no longer be allowed to deny his advances.  If/when I do J is supposed to spank my pussy as punishment.  Then, sometime later in the day we would have sex.  J likes to leave time in between punishment and sex so that the two don't get confused.  He says the sex is not part of the punishment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we were discussing how my three times weekly maintenance has been helping with my motivation; giving me the reminder I need of what the consequences will be for not completing my list.  J said why not the same with pussy maintenance?  It will be a reminder of what happens if I deny his advances.  We haven't yet worked out a schedule, J might incorporate it into my already scheduled Mon/Wed/Fri maintenance spankings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This afternoon, J instructed me into the bedroom.  He laid me on my back and whipped my pussy with a riding crop, his hand, and a ruler.  He didn't use much force, I think he was just trying to get the feel of how he's going to do this.  He also whipped my breasts with the crop.  It stung a bit, but he kept it fairly light.  He spanked my pussy with varying levels of intensity, at first I found myself getting turned on.  But once the intensity increased, I could feel the horniness fading away, and the seriousness of the punishment took its place.  It wasn't really a punishment; it was more of a practice for what's to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At one point I started to whine a little bit, so J got the cock gag we have and placed it in my mouth.  It's short, but very wide.  My jaw instantly ached from it.  I used to be able to hold that thing in my mouth for awhile, now it because painful after just a few minutes.  I am WAY out of practice.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the pussy maintenance is promising and necessary to our fantastic sex life.  When we first met, I was jumping J's bones constantly.  Now I just feel lazy so often that I don't want to bother.  I can't wait for that to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-8204425624157306692?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/8204425624157306692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=8204425624157306692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8204425624157306692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8204425624157306692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-kind-of-maintenance.html' title='A new kind of maintenance'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-3407106461885221923</id><published>2009-11-06T01:33:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:32:48.676-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Hints of Submission</title><content type='html'>I remembered to show my list to J tonight when he got home from work.  Normally something like that is no big deal, but as I was laying my list on his chair, I noticed I felt a little bit proud.  Like I was doing something that I knew pleased J.  It was just that little bit of submissive feeling coming through.  &lt;div&gt;I used to feel hints of submission like that a lot more often.  I think I will again as time goes on, if we can keep up with our version of DD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Immediately after that I realized I am not due any spanking today.  My initial emotional response was a slight bit of disappointment.  Then I remembered how much my ass still hurt from the previous 2 days and my disappointment melted into relief.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it wasn't the spanking I wanted, as much as wanting to feel the way I feel  before/during/after a spanking.  It's a hard feeling to explain.  I think it's partially knowing that when I get things accomplished and do what J wants me to do, I am the perfect wife.  And I like that.  It makes me happy.  Also, during those moments it feel like my sole purpose is to please J and to serve him.  And that his sole purpose is to love me and take care of me.  Most of the time I like the way those things make me feel.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure once I am being spanked tomorrow during maintenance, I will be feeling differently.  ha. ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**********************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few posts ago I mentioned a file I saved on my computer of an article or blog of unknown origin.  I did a few searches on Google, but couldn't find the source.  So I am just going to summarize and add my own thoughts about what he wrote.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Article Guy (AG)  starts out by saying discipline is like exercise.  You can't just get to your goal weight and then stop.  You have to maintain exercise and healthy diet or you will gain your weight back.  It's the same with discipline.  You have to keep up with it and be consistent, if you want it to be effective. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I absolutely believe this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J and I have stopped and started our version of DD several times.  When we don't keep up with it, it all falls apart (the discipline, not the relationship).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a fantastic relationship with or without our version of DD.  But we find that with it, we are both more motivated, seem to have more energy, and have a lot more great sex!  The only downside I can ever find with it is the time commitment it takes to be consistent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We don't have anymore house guests planned until around the holidays.  I'm hoping that is enough time to strengthen our routine enough to handle the interruption and be able to jump right back into it after the holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll post more from the article in one of the next posts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G'night all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-3407106461885221923?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/3407106461885221923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=3407106461885221923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3407106461885221923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3407106461885221923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/11/hints-of-submission.html' title='Hints of Submission'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-4602327192564012979</id><published>2009-11-04T19:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:32:10.511-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Two Days in a Row</title><content type='html'>I had forgotten what it is like to get spanked 2 days in a row.  Ouch!  J wasn't too hard on me tonight, but I had so much trouble not squirming and kicking up my legs.  It hurt so much!  I'm glad our regular maintenance will be every other day, and not multiple days in a row.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier today when I was looking at my to do list, I kept thinking about being spanked and how much more it would hurt to have a punishment spanking than just a maintenance one.  My list was definitely finished yesterday and is close to being finished today.  I will have it completed before I go to bed.  I did forget to show J my finished list when he got home from work today, but he let me slide on that, since we are still getting back into things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's definitely feeling like fall here, slowly turning into winter.  Since it is so chilly tonight J let me put my pants back on, after I was released from the corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We likely won't have any play time tonight.  J has an early business meeting to go to in the morning, so he'll be going to bed early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No maintenance is scheduled for tomorrow and since my to do list will be finished, I likely won't be spanked again until Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-4602327192564012979?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/4602327192564012979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=4602327192564012979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4602327192564012979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4602327192564012979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/11/two-days-in-row.html' title='Two Days in a Row'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-4972566796295538283</id><published>2009-11-04T01:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:31:31.945-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forced nudity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corner'/><title type='text'>Back to routine</title><content type='html'>Our friends left late on Monday, so the maintenance J was promising me all weekend didn't happen at the previously scheduled time.  Normally he would just leave it cancelled, which is what I expected would happen this time.  Instead he told me it would be rescheduled for Tuesday.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was wondering if J would forget about the rescheduled spanking, but he didn't.  Tonight after work he made sure to take care of my maintenance spanking.  I have another one schedule for tomorrow (Wed) and another one for Friday.  We've never done 3 a week for multiple weeks before.  I'm not sure how that frequency will work for us, yet, as we keep getting interrupted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J wants me to start posting pictures and short video clips on the blog.  I am pretty nervous about that.  I am self conscious about my body for one thing, as I'm sure most women are.  Also, it's going to be my red ass out there for the whole world to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J practiced tonight with different angles of the camera.  This made for a spanking with more breaks than normal, to allow for camera adjustments, but I didn't mind.  After my spanking, I was told to stand in the corner to think about what I needed to accomplish this week and what would happen if I didn't.  I think I was only in the corner for about 3 minutes.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been permitted to wear pants since I was spanked tonight.  So far the longest I've been denied any bottoms is 18 hours.  Tonight it's only been 8 hours, so not too bad.  I am allowed to wear pants after I get out of bed tomorrow morning.  Since it is chilly tonight, J let me wear a robe, untied to keep warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were talking earlier tonight about our good friends that were here this weekend.  I sometimes wonder if they would have some interest in our version of DD.  I would like it if they did.  I always wish for someone to share this with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-4972566796295538283?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/4972566796295538283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=4972566796295538283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4972566796295538283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4972566796295538283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-to-routine.html' title='Back to routine'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-7638842332342255929</id><published>2009-10-28T17:04:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:30:30.548-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>A day between house guests</title><content type='html'>My brother left tonight.  He and some of his friends are going to live in some little college town for awhile.   We have one day to ourselves before our friends arrive on Friday.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I don't have much to update I thought I would do a book review of sorts of a book I just finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Compleat Spanker by Lady Green&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Compleat Spanker is a very thin book, and a quick read that might be useful to a true beginner to spanking.  The focus is mainly on erotic spankings.  Lady Green discusses various common spanking implements, talks about why people spank, safety issues, and gives etiquette advice for spanking parties. I read the first couple chapters and then skimmed through the rest.  I was hoping for something more in depth than a basic intro to spanking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-7638842332342255929?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/7638842332342255929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=7638842332342255929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7638842332342255929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7638842332342255929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/10/few-days-between-house-guests.html' title='A day between house guests'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-7811327507486212587</id><published>2009-10-28T00:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:30:10.836-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Quick Discipline</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother went out tonight for several hours, which gave J and I some alone time.  We were laying on the bed, catching up from our day.  J mentioned my list and that he hadn't checked it because my brother was here, but that this break in our version of DD would end as soon as we did not have house guests.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without another word, J reached over and slapped my left boob.  Then my right.  Back and forth a few times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He spread my legs with his hands and started spanking my pussy.  I kept closing my legs, so he took that trade show ruler and put it between my legs, sideways, so that I could not close my legs.  He stung my pussy with his slaps, then told me to roll over on my stomach.  I got a hand and ruler spanking.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it was over J made me stay in the bedroom for a few more minutes.  He was not comfortable with me in the corner, because it's in the hallway, and Brother could be home at any minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He usually only spanks my pussy when i deny his sexual advances, which wasn't the case tonight.  I think he was just showing a bit of his domination over me.  And I liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J said it was important I got some discipline, even if it was abbreviated.  He does not want me to forget what we are doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how people practice any sort of DD with kids around.  Having my adult brother interfered with our privacy enough.  I can't imagine someone being completely dependent on me being in the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-7811327507486212587?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/7811327507486212587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=7811327507486212587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7811327507486212587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7811327507486212587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/10/quick-discipline.html' title='Quick Discipline'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-687976822763386045</id><published>2009-10-27T00:51:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:21:50.473-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Visitors</title><content type='html'>I finally have a chance to update.  Our house guest is out with some friends, so I figured I'd get some blogging in while I have the chance.  I do love my brother, but he sometimes acts like he's still in college (he's in his late 30's), and it seems like it falls on me to take care of him.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last week I was wondering if J read the blog.  Well it turns out he hadn't.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday he came into the kitchen when I was making dinner and said, "I just read your blog."   He also said, "I didn't know you updated it recently."  He told me he checks every once in awhile, but hadn't looked in about 2 weeks, until that night.  So I guess we were just feeling the same urges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's on board with trying our version of DD again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J told me I am  going to have maintanence spankings 3 times a week at least for a couple of weeks.  He agrees that I need some training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, right away we hit a road block, because my brother is staying here.  We don't have any real privacy with him here.  He is supposed to be gone by this weekend, but we have friends who are coming to stay with us for a long weekend.  This was planned long before I knew my brother was coming.  And it's friends we don't get to see often, so I don't want to cancel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we can't really do anything until after Halloween.  I'm hoping we can get started again and don't stall out like we have often done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-687976822763386045?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/687976822763386045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=687976822763386045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/687976822763386045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/687976822763386045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/10/visitors.html' title='Visitors'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-8292798210126115609</id><published>2009-10-26T11:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T11:58:48.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brother is still here...</title><content type='html'>...and everytime I come into the office to check my email (or blog), he says, "Oh yeah, good idea, " and follows me with his laptop.  So he's always over my shoulder.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will update more when I can.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-8292798210126115609?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/8292798210126115609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=8292798210126115609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8292798210126115609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8292798210126115609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/10/brother-is-still-here.html' title='Brother is still here...'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-3171728429192239873</id><published>2009-10-22T02:25:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:21:09.136-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corner'/><title type='text'>Spanked again??</title><content type='html'>Tonight around 4:45 I got a text from J asking me if I had finished my list from yesterday.  There were a few things I didn't get to, so I replied and told him "not all of it".  His text back to me had the following words "Be in the bedroom with your pants off when I get home."  Yikes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got spanked yesterday and J has scheduled another maintenance for tomorrow.  I wasn't really planning on being spanked today, too!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he got home I was waiting in the bedroom.  I usually greet him at the door, so I felt awkward waiting for him alone in another room.  He came into the bedroom, kissed me, and then guided me onto the bed, face down.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said everyday after work he wants to see my list, and if anything is not completed, we will deal with it immediately.  He also mentioned that if it's a maintenance day, I will be spanked twice.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my lecture, he used his hand and that stupid ruler thing from the trade show to spank me.  I thought the spanking was hard and thorough, but J later said it was neither.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I was spanked, J told me to stand in the corner.  That is probably my least favorite thing.  I get bored just standing there.  Today he put my list in front of my face and had me hold it there while I was in the corner.  My mind still drifted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J seems to be stepping back into his role, and I am trying to step back into mine.  I am back and forth with wanting to be spanked and not.  Is that common with any of you?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really like being held accountable.  I am sometimes worried that it puts too much pressure on J, though.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had some fantastic sex tonight, which is always a nice side effect of our version of DD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is another maintenance day.  But the good news is, my to do list is finished for today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-3171728429192239873?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/3171728429192239873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=3171728429192239873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3171728429192239873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3171728429192239873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/10/spanked-again.html' title='Spanked again??'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-7331051485584715177</id><published>2009-10-20T19:13:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:20:15.712-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corner'/><title type='text'>Maybe he is reading the blog...</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking maybe J is reading the blog and just not mentioning it.   Either that or we are just feeling the same way right now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had our 6pm appointment, which, as I suspected included me getting spanked.  Right at 6, he told me to go into our bedroom.  He came in a few seconds later and told me to strip from the waist down.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once he had me face down on the bed, he alternated spanking me with his hand and with this ruler thing we got for free at a recent Trade show.  It's made of thin wood and it's very light, which makes it sting-y.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't spanked for very long, J noticed outloud that my butt was "out of practice".  During the spanking J said he thinks things are better around our house when I have regular maintenance.  So we are going back to that.  I don't know what our regular schedule will be, but this week we're doing it on Thursday.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J said he hopes one of these times we start our version of DD it will stick.  It's much better when I'm motivated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't say this to him, because I sometimes feel like I'm trying to control things from the "bottom" and I don't want to do that, but I feel like I need some training.  I am out of practice and half of me wants to fight this.  But the other half of me likes things better when I am not so lazy.  I love having my To Do list done every day with time to spare for fun.  I just can't seem to accomplish that on my own, with no real consequences if I don't get things done.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think after awhile J will be able to be lenient again because I will be more interested in getting things done, I'll be "better trained".  I am afraid that I need J to be strict beyond his comfort level.  I'm also afraid that he will focus too much on the submission part (especially sexually) because that's the part he likes best.  But I really need the discipline, too.  I think.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing I think I need is also the thing that makes me the most nervous.  Are you other spankos that way too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my spanking and lecture, J had me stand in the corner.  I had my shirt on the whole time, with only my jeans and underwear off, and he had me remain that way.  I was supposed to think about everything J said about starting back up with maintenance, receiving discipline, and resuming my submissive role once again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was only in the corner for about 5 minutes, and my mind kept drifting most of that time.  So I didn't really get to focus on what J wanted me to.  I guess that's sort of what I'm doing now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the corner, I was sitting in a chair, across from J, still naked from the waist down.  He spread my legs open with his legs and held them open.  I felt so completely exposed.  He didn't do anything, just looked at me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He eventually let me put my underwear back on, but I am still pantsless.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother is coming to stay with us, for I don't know how long.  He says 1 night, but that could mean 2 weeks.  So I don't know if that's going to kill this attempt at our version of DD before it even starts.  We will see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-7331051485584715177?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/7331051485584715177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=7331051485584715177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7331051485584715177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7331051485584715177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/10/maybe-he-is-reading-blog.html' title='Maybe he is reading the blog...'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-920936487748826968</id><published>2009-10-20T15:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:19:11.810-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Hints</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;I've been hinting around to J that I need to be spanked.  I think he must have gotten it because he gave me a few swats last night before he went to bed, due to my whining &amp;amp; scowling.  He also told me that we will have an "appointment" tonight at 6.  That usually means I am going to get a spanking.  He mentioned that my attitude hasn't been great lately.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I showed J my to do list last night, which is something I haven't done in awhile.  He didn't request it, I just asked him if he wanted to see it.  He did and he told me to make sure everything on it is done before I come to bed.  There was one item on there that he mentioned should have been completed before he got home from work.  But then he added that since I had a busy day, he would let that one slide.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sometimes wish he wouldn't do that.  On the one hand I like that he's lenient, because then when I really don't feel like doing something I can pretty much get out of it.  But on the other hand I feel like it's not really effective that way.  I sometimes think I need J to be strict and not let me get away with anything.  But he's so busy with work, that might put too much pressure on him.  I'm just going to wait and see how it plays out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found a file I had saved on my computer that reflects how I feel things should be, most of the time (I waver back and forth).  I don't want to post it because I don't know the source and I don't want to violate anyone's copyright.  If I can't find the source in the next few days, I will try to summarize it in my own words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-920936487748826968?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/920936487748826968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=920936487748826968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/920936487748826968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/920936487748826968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-been-hinting-around-to-j-that-i.html' title='Hints'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-6998156618341530591</id><published>2009-10-19T00:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:36:05.808-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're still here!</title><content type='html'>Hello friends.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are still alive!  J and I spent the summer traveling, and spanking &amp;amp; discipline have been on the back burner.  I haven't really missed it, mostly because we've been so busy spending time with friends.  I haven't had much real responsibility, so there were rare times where a spanking would have even been necessary.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been home for a few weeks now and the past couple of days I have been starting to feel like I need to be spanked.  I have gotten very lax in my day to day chores.  It's like I am still on vacation.  We have been ordering out a lot, because I can't even get motivated enough to make dinner some days.  I feel like these are things I should be spanked for, even though I dread the thought of how it would feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep thinking about it and in some ways I am craving J to start up my spankings again.  But I start to feel like it will only work if he is super strict to start out and not let me get away with anything.  But then I think about it more and I feel like I would get angry by J being that strict with me.  I think I lose some of the benefit when he's lenient, but it's much less scary for me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He did spank me today with a very light ruler.  It was just a few swats and was more playful than serious.  Because my ass is like virgin again, it really hurt and I immediately felt like I didn't want any spankings at all.  So it's a toss up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sort of hoping J will just make the decision and do whatever he thinks needs to be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-6998156618341530591?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/6998156618341530591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=6998156618341530591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6998156618341530591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6998156618341530591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/10/were-still-here.html' title='We&apos;re still here!'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-220810647778171759</id><published>2009-05-05T01:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:17:45.799-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='otk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Surprise Spanking</title><content type='html'>J and I have gotten far away from spanking and discipline.  Nothing is amiss in our relationship; it's a combination of being busy and being too tired.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But tonight J came up behind me in the bedroom and gently guided me over his knee.  He pulled down my pants and underwear and gave me a quick and fairly mild hand spanking.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My butt was especially stingy afterwards; I haven't been spanked in a long time and all the sensitivity had returned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither of us really said anything afterwards.  J is definitely missing the discipline.  I'm not so sure I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-220810647778171759?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/220810647778171759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=220810647778171759' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/220810647778171759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/220810647778171759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/05/surprise-spanking.html' title='Surprise Spanking'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-5112356750341881147</id><published>2009-03-09T02:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T02:53:03.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Playful</title><content type='html'>The nice weather has J and I feeling frisky.  I've been playfully spanked in an erotic sort of way a few times recently, but have had no maintenence or punishment spankings.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been pretty good about finishing my lists every day, but J and I haven't been reviewing them at night.  I'm ok with it for now.  I imagine at some point I'll be asking to be spanked again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-5112356750341881147?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/5112356750341881147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=5112356750341881147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5112356750341881147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5112356750341881147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/03/playful.html' title='Playful'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-5513196978276567774</id><published>2009-03-02T03:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T03:22:24.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a long time</title><content type='html'>J and I have had a lot of recent issues that have kept us from our maintenence schedule.  Some have been health related, some family related, and some laziness related&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things have settled down, but J and I are having some trouble getting back into a regular schedule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still completing my to do lists everyday, and coming to bed on time.  But there have been no spakings for several weeks.  I have been resistent to starting again, which has happened in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not really sure what to do, and neither is J.  He doesn't want to push.  And I don't want to resent the lifestyle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for now we're just not doing anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll keep you posted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-5513196978276567774?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/5513196978276567774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=5513196978276567774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5513196978276567774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/5513196978276567774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/03/been-long-time.html' title='Been a long time'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-1697437398341880169</id><published>2009-02-06T01:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:11:34.682-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Back on track?</title><content type='html'>J and I didn't have much trouble getting back into the swing of things on Monday.  Or I should say J didn't have much trouble.  I haven't been overly resistant or anything, but I'm just not feelin it this week.  I haven't really been thinking about the spankings and when J tells me it's time, I just don't feel like doing it.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday's spanking was not so bad; J wanted to ease back into things.  But it still hurt a lot.  My butt hadn't been spanked in something like 2 weeks.  Wednesday's spanking was a lot harder and I was still sore on Thursday.  I was also sent to the corner before the spanking, which J hadn't done for awhile.  I hate standing there.  I feel so restless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have a substitute spanker for when J can't do it.  I wonder if it would help keep me from falling back into pure laziness when J is not around.  But unfortunately none of our friends or family would be able to fill that role.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-1697437398341880169?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/1697437398341880169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=1697437398341880169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1697437398341880169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1697437398341880169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-on-track.html' title='Back on track?'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-1781318622834018385</id><published>2009-01-30T02:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T02:30:34.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're alive!</title><content type='html'>We're both feeling better.  Thanks for all the comments and emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were sick for a week, J went on a business trip and was gone for another week.  It's been really hard to get back into the swing of things.  There has been no spanking and the rules have been lax since J's been home.  I've even been staying up WAY past my bedtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me tonight that next week we will be starting back up with spankings 3 times a week, and bedtime and other rules will be back in effect.  Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing is that I've been keeping up with my chores, even without the spankings.  Yay me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-1781318622834018385?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/1781318622834018385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=1781318622834018385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1781318622834018385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1781318622834018385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/01/were-alive.html' title='We&apos;re alive!'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-465151385560176860</id><published>2009-01-15T00:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:15:00.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>J and I have been sick for the past week, so all activities have been put on hold.  We are just starting to feel better, but J is about to leave on a business trip.  I'm hoping when all is back to "normal" we can get back to the regular spankings.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime, I'll work on getting healthy again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-465151385560176860?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/465151385560176860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=465151385560176860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/465151385560176860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/465151385560176860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/01/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-7948909941234640401</id><published>2009-01-07T13:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:10:46.229-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chores'/><title type='text'>Anticipation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, when I'm sitting here, waiting for a spanking, I can feel the anticipation building.  I know that I am going to be spanked when J gets home from work.  He will be home in less than an hour.  I know I won't be able to talk my way out of it or somehow otherwise distract J from his task.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depending on my mood, I sometimes feel turned on by the anticipation.  Other times I feel irritated and grumpy.  And other times I feel thankful and well taken care of.  Overall, this spanking schedule we've been keeping has had a positive affect on us.  So no matter what kind of mood I'm in, I submit to the spanking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...LATER...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm writing this part after having just been spanked.  J tells me I'm doing great with my errands/chores.  I've been making a daily to do list and have completed it every day.  I'm also doing well with not using that tone that J hates.  I've been coming to bed on time each night, too.  But the one thing I haven't been so great with is being submissive (both sexually and not).  J really wants to work on that this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not that I'm completely unsubmissive, I just have had a low sex drive and have been a bit on the grumpy side lately.  Part of it is laziness and part of it is letting myself get back out of shape again.  I always feel crappy when I don't exercise regularly.  So that's the other thing J brought up tonight.  He wants me to start going back to the gym.  And he decided that he'll go with me to get himself in better shape, too.  He says if I don't go, he won't go either, (although if I don't go, I'll get spanked!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J is in the garage right now putting a final stain on the ruler.  My punishment for not being submissive is a spanking on my pussy with the ruler.  It's a heavy wooden ruler that J sanded and stained, so it will look nice and not leave any splinters or anything.  We haven't actually used it yet, though it's come up in conversation a bunch of times over the past couple of weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a little nervous about the ruler.  I've never been spanked on my pussy other than for play.  I've never had an actual frontal punishment.  I know it is supposed to hurt, and that's what makes me nervous.  I think I'm going to be seeing a lot of this ruler in the near future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If this posting (and my other postings) seems choppy, it's because sometimes I write things throughout the day, as I think of them. I wait to post them until I have some time to type them all out into the blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-7948909941234640401?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/7948909941234640401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=7948909941234640401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7948909941234640401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/7948909941234640401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/01/anticipation.html' title='Anticipation'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-8351686738644890546</id><published>2009-01-05T00:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:09:23.756-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paddle'/><title type='text'>Starting a new week (and a new year!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Friday's spanking was pretty intense.  I guess I've been a bit grumpy lately and J hates that.  He used the middle sized round paddle and he spanked me hard.  Friday spankings are usually a bit more intense because I usually go the whole weekend without any scheduled spankings and J wants to make sure I don't forget it by the end of the weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday we met some friends for brunch.  These are some of J's friends that I don't really like to be around.  Last time we got together with them, J spanked me before we left, just as a reminder to behave.  I half expected him to do the same this time, but he didn't.  I managed to behave myself anyway.  It wasn't so bad, because it was only brunch, which was pretty quick.  It wasn't like when we get together for dinner and it lasts hours and hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we're just about ready to start a new week.  I'm going to try to get myself in a better mood so I don't get into trouble!  I need to find some motivation, too, so I can make sure to get all of my tasks/chores/errands completed on time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-8351686738644890546?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/8351686738644890546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=8351686738644890546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8351686738644890546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/8351686738644890546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2009/01/starting-new-week-and-new-year.html' title='Starting a new week (and a new year!)'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-1045864371881717059</id><published>2008-12-31T22:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:08:02.550-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Last day of 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We missed nearly a whole week of discipline during Christmas.  We had family in town, staying with us, for a few days during the week.  Then we were out of town, staying with friends for the weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week we started back up with a spanking on Monday, and again on Wednesday.  J tells me that we will keep with the 3 days a week, indefinitely.  &lt;sigh&gt;&lt;/sigh&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He also said that next time we miss a week, I will get spanked every day for the following week.  He tells me my attitude greatly suffers when we miss a full week of spanking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday's spanking was really bad for me.  I felt defiant the whole time and I just wanted it to be over.  To make things worse, I forgot (as usual) to Thank J for spanking me.  I'm sure I have further punishment for that.  We can talk about it tomorrow, though.  Tonight we are going to party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-1045864371881717059?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/1045864371881717059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=1045864371881717059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1045864371881717059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1045864371881717059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-day-of-2008.html' title='Last day of 2008'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-6802350838190265142</id><published>2008-12-23T14:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T14:45:34.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas!  Happy Holidays!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you all enjoy your holiday season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cassady &amp;amp; Jack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-6802350838190265142?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/6802350838190265142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=6802350838190265142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6802350838190265142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6802350838190265142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-4443236575853242435</id><published>2008-12-18T02:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:07:28.406-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chores'/><title type='text'>Masturbating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tonight's spanking hurt more than usual.  I don't know why.  Some days I feel like I could take a lot more than I get, and other days (like tonight) it feels like I've never been spanked before.  I couldn't stop squirming, and I could not wait for it to be over.  Maybe it has something to do with hormones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J wants me to masturbate tomorrow before I do my chores, before I turn on the computer, basically before I do anything else.  He thinks it will be a good stress reliever for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would not normally complain about masturbating, but my hand is hurting me tonight.  I spent hours and hours writing out our Christmas cards.  We send hundreds out to our business clients, in addition to our friends &amp;amp; family.  But I'm sure I can find a toy to help me out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of stress relief, J has a lot of busy, stressful conferences and work related stuff coming up in the next month or two.  He mentioned that I will be relieving him of some of his stress.  Orally. So I imagine I'm going to find myself on my knees a lot in Jan/Feb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-4443236575853242435?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/4443236575853242435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=4443236575853242435' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4443236575853242435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/4443236575853242435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2008/12/masturbating.html' title='Masturbating'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-3233798778805390090</id><published>2008-12-17T01:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:06:09.945-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><title type='text'>Quickie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just wanted to check in really quickly and let you all know things are still going well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J and I have both been busy with work and with getting ready for the upcoming holidays.  We've been fitting our spankings in, but they've been pretty standard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the holidays we will have more time for fun.  I'll be posting more often, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-3233798778805390090?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/3233798778805390090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=3233798778805390090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3233798778805390090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3233798778805390090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2008/12/quickie.html' title='Quickie'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-1451016480844590279</id><published>2008-12-11T16:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:05:54.997-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Quick update</title><content type='html'>Things are back to normal, if you want to call it that, with our discipline schedule.  I got my Wednesday spanking and it was pretty standard.  J is really liking me over the pillows on the bed.  It's a bit more comfortable for me, but I wouldn't say I like it any better.  I think J gets better leverage.  He can definitely restrain me more in that position.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J wants to stay with the 3 times a week schedule, as much as we can.  We will have to do some adjusting in the next several weeks.  We have friends &amp;amp; family visiting at different times between now and the end of Dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are probably going to stay pretty busy through the holidays and a bit after, so my blog posting may be sporadic.  I will post new things when I can.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you everyone who has been reading and sending me comments.  I'm glad you are having fun reading about our adventures.  It's been fun living our adventures, and writing about them, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-1451016480844590279?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/1451016480844590279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=1451016480844590279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1451016480844590279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/1451016480844590279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2008/12/quick-update.html' title='Quick update'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-3574337397718413534</id><published>2008-12-09T19:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:05:24.197-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strict'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Sorry to have been away so long...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last week was crazy for J and I.  Both with work and with family. We had no time for anything else.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stayed relatively motived.  Well, I at least got my chores and errands finished each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had no discipline all week.  I know J felt bad about it, but I really think it's ok.  He did notice I was a bit grumpier than normal, but that was partially due to being so busy, not getting to spend really any time together for multiple days in a row, and having a sinus headache all week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started back up yesterday and I think we're on our way to being back on track with discipline.  Oh, and J found us a new position for my 3 times weekly spankings.  (New to us, not new to the "spanking world").  He laid out a couple of pillows on the bed, and had me lay over them.  J sat next to me and was able to wrap his arm around my waist, which gave him better control.  It was also a little more restricting for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other times when we've tried to live our lives this way, if we missed a week of discipline, it would be a struggle to start back up.  We would normally fall right back into bad habits.  But this time it was so easy to just start back up.  Which is why I'm not worried about the week we skipped.  I don't think J is either.  He reads this blog regularly now, so I'm sure we'll talk about it after he sees the blog, if not before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J seems to have really gotten the hang of being strict when he needs to be without overdoing it, which I think might have been a problem for us before.  On the one hand, he doesn't usually let me slide, but at the same time I don't feel he is unreasonable.  And he's very in tune to me, so he knows when not to push and when to be very stern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-3574337397718413534?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/3574337397718413534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=3574337397718413534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3574337397718413534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/3574337397718413534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2008/12/sorry-to-have-been-away-so-long.html' title='Sorry to have been away so long...'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812816181438176826.post-6802479452103276361</id><published>2008-12-01T16:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:04:37.218-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DD'/><title type='text'>Permission</title><content type='html'>Sunday J decided I would have to ask him permission to do anything all day.  I kept forgetting and would get up to do something and then have to come all the way back into the room, sit back down, and ask J.  He always said yes to whatever I asked, it was just about having to ask - even to go to the bathroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening he pulled me into the bedroom and took me "against my will".  Now before anyone worries, it's not &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; against my will, it's only against my will symbolically.  J knows my limits and if I really felt strongly about it, he would have respected my wishes.  But overall, I've given him blanket "permission" to do whatever he wants.  J can read me very well and I trust him to know if something is truly wrong and act accordingly.  So far, he absolutely has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I was saying, he pulled me into the bedroom and yanked my pants &amp;amp; underwear down, he stuffed my underwear in my mouth, spread my legs and thrust into me.  We were both half dressed and half undressed.  J was half on the bed and half standing over me, holding my wrists above my head.  It was hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before bed he was asking for a blow job.  I didn't feel like it.  There was no specific reason, I just felt a little bit grumpy about it, so I protested.  He threatened me with a spanking several times before I finally did it.  I don't know if I have earned a pussy spanking tomorrow or not.  The rule is if I refuse or am grumpy about anything sexual I will get my pussy spanked, but J didn't say anything about it.  I guess I will find out on Monday after he gets home from work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3812816181438176826-6802479452103276361?l=cassadyandjack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/feeds/6802479452103276361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3812816181438176826&amp;postID=6802479452103276361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6802479452103276361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3812816181438176826/posts/default/6802479452103276361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassadyandjack.blogspot.com/2008/12/permission.html' title='Permission'/><author><name>Cassady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12894008134186706848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lxd8HOW8Gfw/SRKAqfk_puI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6X9sfQd_w14/S220/lucyschroeder.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
