The journey has begun...

Saturday, Feb. 19, 2011 - Well the journey has begun.  Although Steve hasn't finished the book I gave him, I talked him into spanking me tonight.  I told him I wanted us to experiment with real spanking, like a rehearsal.  That was somewhat of a mistake because I still hadn't communicated with him well enough for him to understand what I want.  The first part of the spanking was a hand spanking that was very sexual (not surprising since any spanking we have ever done previously was play/erotic). I would have thoroughly enjoyed it if that was what I had in mind. It was harder than he normally would do.  I mean I still enjoyed it, and I didn't criticize him for it because it was my fault for being too impatient to wait until we had really talked it all out. (guess I need to add impatience to my list of things to change!)  We continued the spanking with a paddle.  He was doing a good job of making my butt sting, but it was tolerable...too tolerable.  I was really hoping for the cathartic relief of a good cry like when I was a child, but it just didn't hurt enough.  He stopped because my "sit spot" was starting to bruise pretty badly and it was more than he could bare.  I can tell this is going to be a problem.  I just bruise way to easily...long before I experience true pain.  The bruises look way worse than they feel.  I'm sitting at our dining room table in a t-shirt and panties on a hard dining room chair to write this journal entry and it doesn't bother me.  Sure there is a little tenderness, but not "wince when I sit".  We are going to have to find a solution to that problem.  We need to find an implement that will really hurt without as much bruising (or my husband is just going to have to get over the bruises).  Maybe I'll troll some of the other blogs and see if anyone has any suggestions.  Maybe I'll get lucky and someone will read mine and give me some suggestions.