It’s a Saturday Stories week here at Learning Domestic Discipline, and we’ve got a great story to share with you today. If you’re a newcomer to the blog, every other Saturday we feature articles/stories written by readers and fellow domestic discipline bloggers. It gives others a chance to express themselves, share their unique stories, and become more involved in the online domestic discipline community.
This week’s story was written by a woman named Carrie, and it gives a great snapshot of what it really means to live with domestic discipline a part of a relationship. We hope you enjoy it as much as we do!
If you’d like to share your domestic discipline story and have it featured on the LDD blog, you can read more about doing so here, or you can submit your article/story to guestpost@learningdd.com. Thank you!
The following was written entirely by Carrie. We have not manipulated, changed, edited, or otherwise altered her words in any way, shape, form, or fashion.
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Before I tell you who I am, let me tell you what I’m not. I’m not a doormat. I’m not a sexual masochist. I am not some humble wife sitting in the corner with no voice. These are the misconceptions I see with domestic discipline all the time, which I sometimes find humorous, because most of the people that I have interacted with that practice this lifestyle do not fit this mold either.
I am a DD wife. My husband and I had been dating for around 3 months, when I came home from work in a terrible mood. I was snappy and hateful, and he looked at me and said, “I know you’ve had a bad day, but you are not going to take it out on me.” I rolled my eyes, and told him I didn’t need his input. He told me to watch it, or else. I said “or else what?” He said, “I will turn you over my knee and give you the old-fashioned spanking that you so richly deserve.” “No you won’t.”
I call what happened next the three to three ratio. Three words that will get me over his knee in three seconds. It was a very brief, but very hard spanking, but it was enough to offend me. He said, while I was still unceremoniously draped over his lap, “You can have a bad day. You can be angry, you can talk about your feelings. What you cannot do is be disrespectful to me.” I started to cry. Not because of my rear end hurting, but because I realized that he was absolutely right. He had been trying to make it better, and I had been acting like a brat.
From that point on, DD became a part of our relationship. We sat down and came up with expectations for our relationship. He does not control me. We still work together to make decisions together. I still make decisions on my own. The only thing he expects from me is mutual respect. I am to be respectful when I speak to him, even within our disagreements. He expects me to show respect for myself by staying safe (no texting and driving, speeding, seat belts, etc.)
My HoH is firm but fair. He is consistent and follows through EVERY time. “Your actions have consequences,” is something I hear on a regular basis. All it takes is a warning look or word, and I will immediately step back in line. He has pulled behind buildings in parking lots to administer a punishment, so I know there is no getting away with things.
At the end of the day, I feel more loved, more taken care of, and more important than I ever had before. He looks out for my best interest all of the time. It has brought us closer together and forces me to address those petty issues that turn into bigger issues when they go unchecked. At the end of the day, I know I am his and that he has my back.
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This is a great article that shows what the true meaning of being in a domestic discipline relationship means. It isn’t about embarrassment, humiliation, shame, sexual agendas, and being treated like a doormat — it’s about finding harmony and peace through communication, trust, protection, support, and love. Carrie did a wonderful job of making that perfectly clear in her story.
A big thank you goes out to Carrie for her article! You did a great job and we appreciate it so much. 
Again, if you’d like to submit a story to be featured on the LDD blog, you can read more about it here, or you can send your article/story to guestpost@learningdd.com. We look forward to featuring your story!
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