Some qoutes for today

• Experience is a hard teacher, because she gives the test first, the lesson afterward

• God wants people great enough to be small enough to be used

•  Religion is the first thing and the last thing, and until a man has found God, and been found by God, he begins at no beginning and works to no end.

• Marriage is when a man and woman become as one - the trouble starts when they try to decide which one.

Enjoy your day!

Cheeky Cherry

Trading Places

In the light of recent activities,  a little humor would do us good. OH and husbands out there.... please remember this on valentines day:)

A man was sick and tired of going to work every day while his wife stayed home. He wanted her to see what he went through so he prayed -- Dear Lord: I go to work every day and put in 8 hours while my wife merely stays at home. I want her to know what I go through, so please allow her body to switch with mine for a day. Amen

God, in his infinite wisdom, granted the man's wish.
The next morning, sure enough, the man awoke as a woman. He arose, cooked breakfast for his mate, awakened the kids, set out their school clothes, fed them breakfast, packed their lunches, drove them to school, came home and picked up the dry cleaning, took it to the cleaners and stopped at the bank to make a deposit, went grocery shopping, then drove home to put away the groceries, paid the bills and balanced the check book. He cleaned the cat's litter box and bathed the dog. Then it was already 1 P.M. and he hurried to make the beds, do the laundry, vacuum, dust, sweep and mop the kitchen floor. Ran to the school to pick up the kids and got into an argument with them on the way home. Set out cookies and milk and got the kids organized to do their homework, then set up the ironing board and watched TV while he did the ironing. At 4:30 he began peeling potatoes and washing vegetables for salad, breaded the lamb chops and snapped fresh beans for supper. After supper he cleaned the kitchen, ran the dishwasher, folded laundry, bathed the kids, and put them to bed. At 9 P.M. he was exhausted and, though his daily chores weren't finished, he went to bed where he was expected to make love which he managed to get through without complaint.

The next morning he awoke and immediately knelt by the bed and said, "Lord, I don't know what I was thinking. I was so wrong to envy my wife's being able to stay home all day. Please, oh please, let us trade back."

The Lord, in his infinite wisdom, replied, "My son, I feel you have learned your lesson and I will be happy to change things back to the way they were. You'll just have to wait nine months, though. You got pregnant last night."

I know we owe you an update, its comming! Chat to you soon

Cheeky Cherry

Broody and very Moody

I feel like Tink these days. Moody! I've been snapping at my poor hubby, start crying for nothing, just wana sleep and eat. NO I'm not pregnant, atleast that's not what the monitors say! But I think its all due to the upcoming events and the stress accompanying it.

First of all, our long awaited appointment with the fertility specialist is on Friday, finally! Together with that, I'm stressing about monthly interuptions making the possibility of the test being done very unlikely and then I would have to wait until March!!!!

Secondly, we are buying a new house, but we need our house to sell first. And as you know selling these days are not easy to do. I so want that new house!!!

So I think all off this is causing my moodswings. OH and on top off that my MP3 player stopped working so I know have to go to gym without it!!!! I already hate going to gym, anyway hopefully soon that would come to an end once the baby is on its way. Speaking of babies, Hubby and I have had a discussion the other day, about the safety of spankings when I'm pregnant. What's your opinion? Any mommies to be out there that's still getting punished? 

Ok I'm gonna be late for work if I dont get my butt of this couch. See ya later
Cheeky Cherry

Oh! Dont mind me....

Weekend always have some excitement in them, especially when you have visitors or the kids are home.

Have you ever been worried that a family member of friend may find you in a very vulnerable position?

I found this very captivating piece of writing on http://voiceinthecorner.wordpress.com/, Written by DJ Black. Be sure to check out his blog. Here is a short piece of the story.

Time passed and I must have completely zoned out, because the next thing I knew there was a knock at the door. I started and suddenly became alert to every sound. I desperately wanted to look round but my discipline held and my nose stayed firmly in the corner.
There were voices in the hall, David’s and a strange male voice.
“Its great to see you both.” I could tell David’s usual poise was under challenge for once. “Can you wait here a moment I just need to do something.”
“Sorry darling I am desperate for the loo.” I heard a woman’s voice.
“Nan just a minute.” David called from somewhere behind me.
The door opened and I knew that someone was standing behind me, the hurried breathing of the unwelcome guest stopped mid breath.
“Oh my god.” The woman gasped. “Sorry love, but where is the toilet?”
I dare not speak. I couldn't’t come to that. My face blazed hotly right to my ears. The wall remained solid against my flight and the ground refused to open. Did you know that you cannot actually die of embarrassment? Something I learnt in that instant.
I heard the woman flee in haste behind me and after a cupboard was opened a closed somewhere I finally heard her find the toilet. I stood transfixed. Had David let her come in to humiliate me? Should I run to our room?
“Get dressed.” David hissed somewhere behind me.
I ran for the bedroom. I would get dressed but it didn’t matter because I was not coming out until they had gone. I hastily pulled on my jeans and then went to listen at the door.
“Alec its so great to see you and Nannette, how long have you been back?” I heard David say.
Alec and Nannette could go and. I fumed.
“We’ve been back for about three weeks now. We stayed with Nan’s parents for Christmas. Who was that I heard running for cover as we came in?” This Alec asked.
“He’s got a new girl.” Nan’s voice joined the conversation. “Very striking form behind.”
“Ah you saw?” David replied.
“Oh yes.” Nan giggled. “Has someone been a naughty girl?”
“Oh shit, sorry Dave.” Alec moaned. Then added in a growl. “Nan he told you to wait.”
“I was desperate.” Nan protested. “Where is this girl? Can we meet her? Properly I mean.”
“Angela come out, its some old friends of mine.” David called.
“Don’t embarrass the kid.” Alec remonstrated.
Kid. I could have spat in indignation. But I realised I was behaving like one. I wished I wasn’t blushing so much but I steeled myself to face the music.

Why ladies should not swear (Or anyone for that matter!)

When it comes to ladies it was always believed that the outward appearance alone does not determine who the woman is. Looking like a lady is not being one. During the 1800’s to 1900’s the way she also acted also determined a true lady. Most ladies in that century did not act like pampered brats. Ladies did not swear and were polite. We as woman often forget to check our attitudes and demeanour in the twenty-first century because “times have changed”. So why do we swear then? But, I feel not to swear should not only be applicable to woman, it should apply to men also.

I think most of the time the reason for us swearing is that by using a swear word at that moment it is the only word that truly fits the situation. Or it feels like it is a good way to demonstrate the gravity of a situation. It adds a bit of attention to sentences (Which in my case too much, that I am finding out now!)
Some people may think it is “authentically” showing a lack of vocabulary. What we say shouldn’t be words that might be offensive to others. We shouldn’t have to use vulgar language, just to get a point across! And of course there is the fact that if you are a Christian and a child of God, then you are a Temple of God. Therefore you should be careful of what not only goes in that Temple, but what also comes out of that Temple.

I know swearing is swearing no matter which word you use, but I feel that there is some swearing that could be more offensive than others. (Although my new friend do not agree on this!) One thing that I am absolutely against, and I can honestly say that I am NEVER guilty of this, is using the name of the Lord in vain. “Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord thy God in vain, for the Lord will not hold him guiltless that taketh his name in vain.” (Exd 20:7) A lot of people say it without even realizing it. In my opinion this kind of swearing is much worse and a bigger sin. But on the other hand I will also agree that any swearing is wrong. The word “swearing” appears 4 times in 4 different verses in the Bible. (King James Version). God warns us about it, so I guess it is better not to swear at all!

You will probably wonder why I suddenly wrote about this subject on our blog. Well….I wrote this because it was actually given to me as punishment. I did say a specific word to a friend online for the second time, and he decided that was one time too many. Swearing is not a habit of mine and I will definitely try to avoid it…especially from now on!

Tantrumgirl

Good warmup to a nice weekend

Before I wish you a nice weekend, I wana tell you about my not so nice start to it. Well if you have a look to the right side of the screen you will see that my counter has been reset.

I am sitting very tenderly at the moment and will be even more tender tomorrow.

But as you know there is always a reason for ending up bend over the bed. And I suppose when you deliberately disobey then you can expect at least a thorough spanking.

Ok it is actually simple. Go to gym 3 times a week. I was warned earlier in the week. I've decided to not go so I knew what the result would be.

Deliberately disobeying, is not acceptable. So I ended up with a thorough spanking this morning before work and was told that we are not finish yet. So I'm sleeping on my stomach for the weekend. Why on earth do we do that to ourselves and our husbands? All I can think is that I hoped that he would not realise that I haven't gone or that he would just leave it. Being the committed HOH he is meant to be, he did what is expected of him.

Thank you Honey for loving me so much and thank you for not failing to do what you need to in order for me to reach my goals. I love you lots!

Ok so I hope your weekend would be less warmed up than mine, and I say that with the best of intentions! Enjoy your weekend!!

Cheeky Cherry

PS: William you were right! 5 seconds is too long! lol

Almost in trouble...and it wasn't me this time!

To my dear friend Cheeky Cherry. Hope you have also learned your lesson with our new friend W yesterday. I still can’t believe you did exactly the same thing as I did. Haven’t you learned from my writing Sis? Lucky for you you apologised and was forgiven when your HOH found out about it, but it makes me think…is that countup clock on our blog going to reach the double figures? Just sayin’

Tantrumgirl....now also trying to stay out of trouble!!

500 Times too much thank you!

Yip, I’m the guilty one here, got the line writing for being “rude” and “insolent” to W. 500 times! I had begged him all day to “reduce” my sentence, and guess what? He said after a while: "I am in a good mood today. So you can reduce it to 499!" LOL But I was a good girl and did the 500 lines. During my work time, but it does not seem that he has a problem with that! LOL!

Well, I'll have to admit, I did go through yesterday without being insolent again. But being the BRAT that I am, there is no guarantee for how long...

Tantrumgirl

500 times less likely to do it again

Don't you just hate when that happens!!! lol

Lesson hopefully learned - Stop talking when you were already in trouble

and don't tell him then that he is silly.

The art of mental restraint

Given that I haven’t written a serious post in a while, I’ll share with you my thoughts on an often debated topic. Mental restraints or more known in CDD as submission during a punishment session. Please note I said punishment session as I do not wish to engage in a discussion about BDSM/S&M or any erotic form of discipline and is referring to a deferent form of restraint.
Being in a CDD marriage, its required of me as the wife to submit to my punishment, to except that what I have coming is because of my direct choice to disobey or be defiant and being a Christian wife that has agreed to an CDD marriage I want to submit and take my punishment with a proper attitude to show my appreciation and respect towards my husband’s authority. (Ok now I probably said some words that would make some readers raise an eyebrow). After all behind every good bottom lies a firm hand.

So what do I mean with these words? Well I’m talking about voluntary submission to what you know is going to be very uncomfortable and hurt a lot, staying in position while you could very easily choose not to. No reaching back, no jumping up and down, no doing the ouch dance, no kicking, no turning and wiggling. Staying in the desired or commanded position out of your own free will.

Yes I know, some time or later in the session it gets unbearable, you just can’t stay in place, even when your mind don’t want to, your body screams at you and you end up breaking position. But we go back to that position without being told to or sometimes we need a little persuasion, but at the end of your fruitless attempt to run, you do go back into position to take more. Now that is what I call submission!

That, my dear reader, is because of our level of mental restraints. Mastering the art of mental restraint lays in the decision to go back, the submission and the acknowledgement of his authority. What authority you ask? Well what makes you stay there? What makes you go back to that position? The commanding tone in his voice when he warns you, the sudden recall of a similar situation and the outcome of that situation, the foresight of the connection between the implement and your thighs, which is far worse that your present situation or the sensing of a secondary dreaded implement and off course the sudden desire that he created with you to end it as soon as possible (after your true remorse off course!).

I don’t actually know if it was a discussion on our group, deference in position preference between me and Tantrumgirl or just a thought or warning generated by my internal disaster management centre that occurred during my last spanking, but this phenomenon of mental restraints fascinated me. Personally I think once a woman choose to restrain themselves or manage to endure her spanking she has mastered or reached an extra level of submission. (Please it is not my intent to insult or disrespect any woman or HOH’s preferences or capabilities).

There’s a saying, nothing says love better than a good spanking, but personally I think nothing says love better than the choice to submit to that spanking and the level of mental restraint she have accomplished. So HOH’s next time you have to warn her to stay in place, consider that she has stayed in place all along and is really trying to not break position. So rather than using your normal methods of motivation try telling her that you admire her attempt and would reward her afterwards for her capability to reach a higher level of submission. Now ladies this is not a get out of jail card to go wild and start kicking and wiggling after the first third of your punishment session! It’s merely an invitation to explore the art of mental restraint.

Cheeky Cherry

To a special friend

So where are we in our fairytale?

Hi everyone, yes, yes, I know it’s been like forever since the Wild ones have written something. Truth is, it’s not that there hasn’t been anything to write about, in fact there was too much! It’s been one crazy ride! So what have we been up too? Well let’s see if I can give you the short version…….

Once upon I time, that’s how all stories starts (by the way this book is a fairytale but currently we are somewhere in the middle, just past the villains) there was two happy fairies, a red head living in her perfect world and the blondie, creating her perfect world. Anyway, the red head’s world tumbled down when she was informed of her parent’s troubled marriage and within a matter of weeks her happy little world turned into a rollercoaster ride that was quickly derailing. But like in all fairy tales her hero on his white horse (well with the paddle in his hand) rescued her from losing her wings and took her back to the fairy hollow with love and support and lots of ……. Ughm, ok so things are still not totally back to normal but with lots of prayers and support the elders seems to be sort of ok.

But while all this is going on our other fairy’s hero turned into a nasty Captain hook-like villain smashing her crystal pure heart into a million little pieces (Guess who had to gather all the lily leaves to dry up the mass of salty water before it flooded our hollow!).
Now that I think back on all our troubles the last couple of months, it actually starts making sense. Does not every fairy tale have some nasty happenings somewhere in the middle of the story, before the Hero comes to rescue the damsels in distress and create the perfect end to a perfect fairytale? I Guess we are somewhere in the middle of our book then? Goodness I really hope so!! Lololol
So what’s next in our story? Well the red head fairy (The Cheeky one) and her Hero will hopefully soon be blessed with a little pixie (They have an appointment with a nice magician on the 22nd of January) and our feisty blond fiery, who seems to have found her lust for live again, is sitting on the highest daisy in the hollow through her bamboo binoculars at an intriguing suitor over the river in the land of dreams (well that’s what the snail mail tells me)
To be continued………..
Happy New Year to all our readers, friends and lovers! May this be one perfect 2010 story!
PS: Just a footnote…… Cheeky Cherry had a warm throbbing bottom entry into the New Year. So much for ending the bad year on a good leaf.

Love
Cheeky Cherry and Tantrumgirl