Roadside Spanking ... This is new!

The weekend started out fantastic.  My husband and I were going on road trip ... a 13 hour drive to our old stomping grounds ... to see his sister get married.  As I shared before, this was a perfect time to talk and talk we did.  I got a little more than I bargained for!
 

We evaluated all the things we've been working on with CDD to date.  Apparently I got an A+ for most of them!  YAY!!! So I asked the question, "What are we going to work on now?".   I REALLY don't like the sudden quietness that comes after such a question!  It usually means something is on their mind.  I braced myself for his response ... The new focus?  Using words ... ANY WORDS ... to curse or express ill feelings towards someone or something.

Swearing has been a huge problem for me.  When we started CDD, that was ONE thing for sure and for certain that my husband was determined to stop in my life!  It's been a few months and with the exception of the odd slip up,  having a deterrent such as a firm paddling has helped tremendously!  But now we are going deeper with it.  The common swear words are bad enough for sure but my husband was still bothered by the fact that I was still cursing and expressing angry words ... I had simply substituted the "bad" words with other words.  The INTENT of a curse was still there!  Now we were getting to the heart of the issue.

After we talked out the details, my husband made the confirmation statement that he does all the time when we discuss new rules or changes we are going to make ... "Beginning immediately, you will get a spanking every time you use a swear word AND a "substitute swear word" when you are angry.  Do you understand and accept this hon?"  I responded with my usual ( and required ) "Yes Sir, I do" and we continued with our evening.

It wasn't until the late afternoon of the next day that a word slipped through my lips like soap from wet hands!  It wasn't until THEN that I thought, "Really?  I'm gonna get a spanking for this?"  But the law was made and I agreed.  I want to say a "word" here but I can't, so I won't!  LOL!

We are still 3 hours from our destination.  We will be staying with friends who are not aware of CDD.  So I asked my husband, "Where will the sentence be carried out and when?"  I think THAT's when it really hit him! Uh oh!  New territory here ... how does one carry out discipline outside of home?  Now of course we've heard many, many stories of other couples' and how they deal with situations like this.  I know some wait it out until they are back in the safety of their home.  Others take care of business in the closest, most private and convenient location possible.  I am certain that it all depends on each couple and how each responds to the circumstances.  I for one get more miserable as the minutes, hours or days go by before a discipline session is carried out.  My husband KNOWS that and does not hesitate ... when we are HOME.

An hour went by and my question was not answered.  I even made a suggestion but he didn't acknowledge.  He stayed deep in thought and obviously VERY uncomfortable in the situation he helped to make.  I increasingly got more and more agitated because I REALLY didn't want to wait until we got home 2 days later!  I got mouthy with him by the time we reached our friend's home.  The next day was the wedding and visiting another friend's home.   We played the "nothing's wrong here" game very well and I'm positive we pulled it off without anyone clueing in.

The morning we left to drive back home was tense.  I was down right snippy and disrespectful, agitated and miserable!  I couldn't imagine how the 13 hour drive home was going to be when we had this between us!  By lunch time after failing at every attempt to contact some CDD friends to talk me through this, I was an emotional mess!  I DID finally get a response to one of my texts an hour later from another husband.  I jumped at the chance to get this all out and bounce it off SOMEONE, even my friend's husband.  I was offered a listening ear and prayers.  I DID feel much better but then the tears started pouring out again.  THAT's when it happened ....

My husband pulled the car off the road and pulled into a Rest Area.  We both went to the restroom and sat back in the car.  We both were very quiet.  As he started to pull away ( or so I thought ... he drove to the other side of the rest area as far away from the restrooms as possible ) I started to cry again.  When he put car brake on his voice broke the silence.  "Hon, we CANNOT continue driving until we get this thing dealt with!"  He ordered me to pull my skirt down and lay across his lap!  "WHAT??!!  That won't work!", I protested.  He said, "Stop arguing with me and get over here!"  Stupid thing was, it DID work!  He had his new brush in hand and he delivered a wholehearted spanking ... first for the little word that slipped 2 days before and then for all the defiant, disrespectful and mopey attitude I dished out.  Well, needless to say, my ride for the next few hours was way better emotionally because the air was cleared but my BUTT was VERY SORE!  Let me tell you!  Wait ... I just did!  LOL!

This here marks a new milestone in our journey in CDD.  I never really thought about before but now the possibilities are endless when you have a husband who wields a paddle in one hand and a drive to take care of business ANYWHERE the need arises!  Should I be scared????