Honor and Obey (Christian Domestic Discipline)

Figuring it Out

Daisy's POV:

I can't believe that we are finally married! We have been dating since we were 15. He proposed the night of our high school graduation and 18 months later we finally did it! I am sitting on the bed in my new lingerie anxiously waiting for him to finish up in the bathroom and get in bed. I hear the sink shut off and sit up a little, trying to look sexy. When he comes out he smiles and says "Wow, my wife is beautiful." I feel myself blushing and look down. He gets in bed with me and ask "Okay, before we go to bed..." and he winks at me (implying that what we will be doing is anything but going to sleep, we have been waiting to have sex for 4 years after all), "we have one more thing to discuss." My stomach does a little flip, I knew this was coming, but it is still different now that we are actually having this conversation. We have each talked about it with our parents separately after we got engaged, but we have only vaguely mentioned it with each other, around here it is just kind of assumed. He takes my hand and holds it, which helps me to feel less nervous, and then he says "Okay, I guess we will start with the rules. I think we are going to start with some very simple ones. 1. No disrespect 2. No dishonesty 3. No doing anything dangerous 4. No disobedience. Do you think those are fair?" I nod and he says gently but with a reprimanding undertone  "Honey..." I correct myself and say "Yes sir." Wow, this is weird. He continues "And what happens when you break those rules?" I say nervously and awkwardly "Um... uh... you... you... spank me..." He looks me in the eyes and ask me seriously "Are you sure that you are okay with this? I know that it is what is expected of us, but we do not have to do anything that you are not comfortable with. I am much more concerned about how you feel than what other people expect." I smile, this level of concern and love he has for me is exactly why I am okay with it, and I respond "Yes, I am okay with it. I trust you." He kisses my cheek and say "I love you." I say "I love you too" and then he responds "Alright, now that we are done with that..." and he rolls over so that he is on top of me and starts kissing me. I think it is pretty obvious where it went from there...

*3 weeks later*

Levi's POV:

I think that we are finally starting to settle into married life. The first week we were on our honeymoon, which was a great break and chance to be alone, but I don't think it gave us a realistic idea of what married life would be like. Over the course of the last 2 weeks we have been trying to get everything moved into our new house. We are almost done, only a few more boxes left to unpack, but I think the stress is really getting to Daisy. I am in the bathroom hanging up lighting fixtures and I hear a crash come from somewhere else in the house. I run to the main area of the house and see Daisy standing in the kitchen with broken plates all over the floor. She looks really upset, so I walk over to her and say gently "Don't worry about it honey, we can get new plates..." she glares at me and yells "Maybe if you would actually help me then this wouldn't have happened!" I say, a little hurt, "Honey, I am working just as hard as you on the house. I wasn't helping in here because I was hanging up the lights in the bathroom. If you needed my help to lift the box or reach the shelf you just had to ask and I would have stopped what I was doing and helped you." She rolls her eyes and says "Whatever Levi, just leave me alone." I say warningly "Daisy, watch the attitude please." She glares at me daringly, picks up one of the unbroken plates from the counter, says "This attitude?" and throws the plate on the ground. I am shocked, she is never like this. I take a deep breath, trying not to let myself get angry, and say firmly "Go to our room." She looks confused for a second, and then when she realizes why I am telling her to do that she drops the attitude and starts trying to talk herself out  of trouble, saying "Levi... I'm sorry...I..." I cut her off and say "Daisy Ann Smith, I am not asking." She looks down and slowly makes her way to our room. I am starting to freak out a little, I guess I really have to do this now.

Daisy's POV:

I am sitting on our bed looking down at the floor and feeling pretty nervous. I am also feeling guilty. I can't believe that I treated Levi like that. I am just really stressed from all of the moving, but I know that is not an excuse. He is working full time and helping with the house and he hasn't snapped at me like that. He walks in and sits down next to me on the bed. Then he pats his lap and I move over so that I am sitting on it. I wrap my arms around him and bury my face into his neck and just start crying. I didn't realize how overwhelmed I was until now. He hugs me and rubs my back until I calm down. Then he moves me so that I am looking at him. He says gently "Honey, I know that you are stressed out, but you can't take it out on me or act the way that you just did. You need to talk to me about things like this before you get that overwhelmed, okay?" I look down and say "Yes sir." He puts his hand under my chin and lifts it up so that I am looking at him. He says firmly but not harshly "Look at me when I am talking to you." Then he continues "What rules did you break?" I say, starting to tear up again, "I was disrespectful to you and our property, I was disobedient when you told me to stop having an attitude, and throwing a glass plate was dangerous." He says "That's right honey and that is not acceptable, is it?" I say "No sir, I'm sorry." He says gently "I know." and kisses the top of my head. Then he drops all of the gentleness and gets firm as he says "Alright, stand up." I stand up and he moves me so that I am in between his legs. Then he says "Over my knee." and I bend over one of his knees so that my hands are on the ground and his other leg is pinning my legs. He flips up my skirt and puts his hand on my panty clad bottom. I am so nervous that I feel like I am going to throw up. However, I also feel weirdly secure. It is kind of comforting knowing that he is in control here and I am entirely submitting myself to his guidance and correction. He says "I am going to start the warm up now, do not reach back unless you want to make this much worse on yourself, understand me?" I nervously squeak out "Yes sir." and then there is a moment of silence before I hear a loud *smack* and feel the sting spread through my bottom. He continues, alternating left and right...

*smack**smack**smack*
"You do not disrespect me."
*smack* *smack* *smack* *smack*
"You do not disrespect our things."
*smack* *smack* *smack* *smack*
"You do not do dangerous things like throwing glass"
*smack* *smack* *smack* *smack*
"And you do NOT disobey me!"
*smack* *smack* *smack* *smack* *smack* *smack* *smack* *smack**smack* *smack* *smack* *smack**smack* *smack* *smack* *smack**smack* *smack* *smack* *smack*

When I start kicking my legs a little he gives me two sharp smacks to the back of my thighs to make me stop. I am already tearing up a little, and I know that I am squirming more than I should, but I am trying to hold it together. He stops and I am flooded with relief. That wasn't too bad. The feeling is short lived though, as soon as he tells me "Stand up." he follows it with "Go get me the paddle." I start to whine "Levi.. please..." and he just raises his eyebrow and ask "Are you being obedient?" I look down and shuffle to the closet to get the paddle that is hanging on the inside of the closet door. It was a wedding present from our parents, not one that I particularly appreciate I might add. I walk back over to him and stand in front of him. He takes it from me and puts it on the bed next to him. He says "Back over my lap." and I just shake my head no. I feel frozen. He pulls me back over his lap and flips my skirt up again, giving me a few more stinging swats. Then I feel him pulling my underwear down, there goes my last layer of protection. He says "You are getting 10, I want you to count and say thank you sir after each one, understand?" I say, my voice trembling a little "Yes sir." He places the paddle on my bottom and says "Good girl." Then he raises it in the air and...

*SMACK*
"Ow! One, thank you sir."
*SMACK*
"Two, thank you sir."
My eyes are watering now, but I am trying so hard to keep from crying.
*SMACK*
"Three, thank you sir."
The tears are starting to overflow.
*SMACK*
"F-f-four, thank you sir."
*SMACK*
I sob "Levi please! I'm sorry."
He says harshly "If you don't count it doesn't count."
*SMACK* even harder
I sob out "F-f-five, thank you sir."
*SMACK*
"Six, thank you sir."
I am sobbing now, I am not even sure my words are intelligible.
*SMACK*
"Seven, thank you sir."
Levi says, compassion in his voice "Only a few more baby, you are doing so good." That helps me calm down a little bit.
*SMACK*
"Eight, thank you sir."
*SMACK*
I can't do this anymore! I reach back and use my hands to cover my bottom. I hear Levi sigh angrily as he says "You should not have done that Daisy." He grabs my hands and pins them to my back, putting me in a much more uncomfortable position than when I had my hands to lean on for support. He continues with more force...
*SMACK*
I gasp but control myself enough to say "N-nine, thank you sir."
*SMACK*
I sob out "T-t-ten, thank you sir."
I think he is done but he says "Remember, we would be done right now, actually you would have had two less, if you would have been obedient and taken your punishment." Then he swings the paddle back and...
*SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK*
He says "You need to be obedient during a punishment and you do not reach back, do you understand me?" I sob "Y-y-yes sir." He drops the paddle and pulls me into his lap. I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck and sob into him. He gently rubs my throbbing bottom and I sob "I'm so sorry!" he responds lovingly "It's okay baby, I forgive you, just don't let it happen again, okay?" I nod and he hugs me tighter. After I have calmed down a little I look at him, feeling slightly embarrassed, and say "Thank you..." he smiles and says "You're welcome. I love you." and gives me a quick peck on the lips. I say "I love you too." and go back to snuggling into his lap. I could stay here all day, but after a few minutes he says "Alright baby, there is still work to get done, let's go." I whine a little, which gets me another sharp smack. I hop up and say "Okay, okay, I'll get to work." He says "Good girl." kissing me on the head and swatting me to send me out to the kitchen while he heads back to work in the master bathroom. I sneak into the hall bathroom and pull my skirt up and my panties down to look at the damage. Most of my bottom is bright red, with a lighter pink on my thighs and stripes of crimson red and purple where the paddle hit my sit spots. It is still throbbing with heat and I can already tell that it is going to be uncomfortable to sit down for the next few days. I will not be throwing plates again anytime soon!