Lisa's Spanking Journal

(Synopsis- A maintenance spanking I got when it had been a while since my last one. Life gets busy or my  health gets in the way.) So hubby drove the girls to the movies. He told me to wait 3 min then strip and stand in the corner. I waited 180 seconds and stripped so quickly, folded my clothes and stood in the corner for like a million minutes. because when I am to strip I have to take off any jewelry (which is only my wedding ring, necklace with a cross and watch.) So I had no reality of time. So while standing there, my mind wandered and then actually started getting wet with anticipation. Then I heard the garage open and I started shaking. I couldn't believe it was going to happen. He came in and sat on the couch. Turned on the TV and watched some basketball. I was dying. Thinking "Don't watch basketball. Come spank me!" He made me wait even longer. like forever. It took all my power not to turn around. Then without warning he grabbed my arm. (TV masked the sound)...

(This was one of my first attempts to write an account of my spankings, it is not very good)  Cane, Severe, Mf, It is rare that I ask for a spanking. But it has been so long since I had gotten spanked. (Although it says caning. We do not have a cane. We have children so all of our implements have to be normal things if found by the kids. No paddles, etc So Bath brush, Hair brush, wood spoon, belt, and we use and would look normal in plain sight.  ohhhh my gosh. So I texted him that I wanted to be dominant tonight (when I was at school this morning) he didn't answer until about 4:00 when he texted me, "When are you getting home missy?" I got home and when I came in the house I didn't see him. He left a note on the kitchen table with the dowel rod. "Strip and stand in the corner holding this!" so I went to the bathroom, peed, and then checked all the doors to make sure they were locked. I stripped my clothes, folded them and then got in the corner holding the ...

At the start of this year, I reached a turning point — one I wasn’t sure I’d ever see again. After a long season of healing, both physically and emotionally, I finally felt strong enough to return to the kind of structure and accountability that has always grounded our marriage. Those first few weeks were gentle — small steps, careful conversations, rebuilding what had been paused during harder times. Mostly hand spankings over his knee. On March 8th, 2025, something shifted in me. For the first time in a long while, I felt steady enough to ask for what I needed — for a return to the deeper form of accountability that has always kept our relationship honest and close. That moment was emotional for both of us, not because of what happened, but because of what it symbolized: healing, partnership, and trust restored. Over the years, our Fridays have become our check-in days — a time to sit together, talk about the week, and make sure our hearts are aligned. It’s a rhythm that’s brought ba...

Hello friends! My name is Lisa, and I was born in 1982. I grew up in a home where discipline and love went hand in hand. My father was firm but fair, and though his methods might seem old-fashioned today, they shaped me into the strong, grounded woman I am. From a young age, I learned about respect, responsibility, and the importance of accountability — lessons that have served me throughout my life. After leaving home, I pursued a degree in Mechanical Engineering. It was a challenge stepping into a field that wasn’t always welcoming to women at the time, but I’ve always had a bit of determination in my spirit. I loved solving problems, understanding how things worked, and pushing boundaries — not just in machines, but in myself. That same drive to build and fix would later carry over into every area of my life, especially marriage and family. 2 years into college, In 2003, I married my best friend — my husband and partner in all things. Before we married we agreed what our roles and r...