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I agree--I had to look it up. Actually, for the situation, the accident was not inevitable and could have been avoided if Sarah's incompetent and/or negligent teammates had just been doing their jobs adequately, as was the implied "promise" of her team captain. I can't think of a better word. But I think a better concept to describe the accident would be false-trust-induced or caused-by-over-reliance-on-untrustworthy-people. I'd even go as far to say that a necessary premise to approaching activities like this is: accidents are not ineluctable as long as all necessary steps and precautions are always taken. What's the word to describe when all the necessary steps would have/could have/should have been taken but weren't, and an injury occurs. Maybe it is ineluctable that young humans skip steps, lose focus or ignore or remain ignorant of precautions, but the riskier the things we attempt, the less we can afford this human frailty.

I am amazed at your ability to incorporate such nuance and insight into two sides of a complex dynamic in a loving relationship. You've masterfully developed each of the partners' own distinctly layered intimacy needs/sexuality, complete with their unique subconscious factors. You've melded two somewhat complimentary individuals into a couple who have transcended the sum of their parts. By merging deeply rooted aspects of each partner's own known, although private, needs that were long hidden from themselves, you've begun one of the most serendipitous and romantic love stories, certainly in the fetish world and maybe in any world. Jordan and Kate were drawn together and are growing toward a compatibility seated in subconscious factors that each had no conscious awareness of before they started bravely opening up on a conscious level. This makes me hopeful and, I think, learned something about myself. Oh, and did I forget to mention I thoroughly enjoy this story and can't wait to see where else it can go. Kudos.

I am curious about real discipline with a Lexan paddle. Could anyone please elaborate on their experience with this? @Angela Bauer you've mentioned wetting over your Aunt Betsy's lap during a hairbrush spanking in your youth. Is it too personal to ask if this occurs during your current spankings? I wonder if this uncontrollable release is or can be as cathartic as crying can be during a disciplinary spanking.

I think the catharsis of this scenario would make it well worth anything considered a downside. I also think it not as easy to achieve as @lilstevie believes.

I must again completely concur with Angela. I think my relatively recent realization of an intrinsic spanking need dis-related to age, which is the main theme of this story, makes this a very interesting exploration. I relate greatly to Abby because 19 would have been an age when I would have most benefited, had I realized this need. It was about at 11 when I began thinking I was probably beyond the reach of a corporal punishment. While there was plenty I probably could have been spanked for growing up, I was never caught for a single thing. I was close to 18 by the time I was pretty certain I was beyond any form of corporal punishment happening again. My great concealment allowed no extrinsic accountability. By coasting on a somewhat false reputation, I did okay for myself up to the point my gradual lessening of self-discipline reached a critical mass in those early college years at a time when I needed it the most. So this story has a special place in my heart as well.

I just discovered this wonderful and wonderfully written story and am now caught up. It and Angela's comments make me wonder if any of Angela's life or her excellent stories inspired any of this. I agree wholeheartedly with her opinion and anticipation. I must admit this also hits home with me on many points as well, especially now that unknowing loss of bladder control during the spanking and the subsequent embarrassment associated with that has become an element in the story. I can't wait to see where this goes. I feel there can be considerable psychological ramifications to this that could be explored. I identify strongly with Abby in many ways, despite our different genders,. I'm now in a similar (initially) self-imposed situation that has gotten somewhat beyond my original intention but all so much to my benefit that I would not withdraw consent. In the chapter of Abby's two weeks of "sort of" good behavior she was in a snippy, cussing mood that turned around after her mother, applying the three-strike rule of point out, remind of the inevitable penalty, follow through, spanked her lightly. Abby wondered if that was what made her feel better. This revelation has just happened to me where I unexpectedly she a pissy attitude after it was adjusted with a spanking. I'm amazed at the similarities. Thank you.

Thanks, Angela. Weren't you also spanked at the Renaissance Faire before you ever sought it as a punishment? I could see why these wouldn't count as they were just at a novel spanking booth.

I remember a bluish attachment on our toilet in the bathroom off the kitchen with a splash guard shaped like a duck or goose head very similar to this second one: I also believe I was the source of pride at how early I was potty trained. I do remember helping my mother get supplies for the diaper changing of my sister who was two years my junior. Also, when she was being potty trained, I added to her incentive to gain control with "only babies wear diapers" reminders and probably teasing her about hers and about any accidents she had. I know I teased her about her inability to pronounce her r's and her tendency to pick her nose and eat her boogers as being babyish. I now believe my diaper and accident shaming may have been from stuck attention on my own sense of associated shame and/or envy. I felt quite a bit of shame when I would loose bladder control and wet my pants during a spanking. Teasing my sister to tears and lying about a misdeed, were things that might evoke a spanking. After a spanking I would run to my room to cry and quickly change and hide the evidence of my shameful regression to babyish incontinence. The hypocrisy of scorning this behavior in my sister when she was potty training while still having my own accidents in the daytime like this when I was so far past the potty training stage was not lost on me. It was the source of a very strong need for secrecy about them and drive to assert my maturity and responsibility in all other areas of my young life. When I reached middle-age and bladder control issues and their impact on my life increased to where I finally sought professional help specifically for this issue, I noticed the sound of running water was a reliable trigger for urgency and daytime leakage. Then, by pure random chance, it came up in a conversation with my mother that she used to turn of the faucet to run water as a way of getting me and my siblings to start peeing when she sat us on the potty during potty training. To this day this is still a trigger. Has anyone else known this water running technique to have been used during their potty training? Has it persisted in any way as a pee trigger? I read an interesting architectural anecdote about a significant increase in water consumption after an office building remodel. The investigation that ensued to find a leak in the new fountain in the building's courtyard that all the offices surrounded found no such problem. A closer look revealed increased frequency of bathroom use attributed to the sound of the flowing water of the fountain. So I believe this is a common practice in potty training resulting in a pee trigger. When I mentioned this as being one of my known triggers, my urologist turned on a sink faucet during my urodynamic testing, which I always thought was a guarantee of getting a measurable response and the medical diagnosis of detrusor instability and overactive bladder. But I always felt the learned response may be more psychological and treatable through behavioral techniques than physiological.

Hi Angela. You mean your first punishment spanking from Don, don't you? Because didn't you receive your first punishment spanking from your Aunt Betsy and continue to get them from her and then your mom throughout your late teens and twenties? Respectfully, you just posted you got one from your mom just last year so it would seem she has been spanking you ever since she had a change of heart about its value in your late teens. On a interesting note, out of the blue my disciplinarian just nudged me to get back on track and to meet this week. Though I admitted my need immediately, I delayed answering what day I could meet because I dread it and thought if I took more time to finish the things I've procrastinated on, it would be an easier meeting.

This shirt and chair? I enjoyed your story. I'm certainly due for something similar for procrastination and lackluster productivity. I have to been avoiding contacting my disciplinarian because I owe a session count and progress updates.

I always love to hear about your life and past, Angela. I am curious about your frame of mind when you first decided to approach your Aunt Betsy to confess and ask her to spank you. Please elaborate on that and what result you expected and if it turned out as you had hoped. I was spanked as a child only a handful of times and I avoided them like the plague, even to the point of being usually well-behaved. I also attribute the judicious use of spanking on me, along with the fine example my parents set, to my character being high enough to eventually excel at most things I did. So I would say spanking worked quite well on me, though they were used sparingly. I never once thought to seek a spanking until I became an adult and became aware of "spanking therapy," which seems to be growing in popularity. It was even highlighted on Buzz Feed. Looking back, at 14, I could have benefited from spankings, perhaps. I wonder if a spanking aunt at that time of adolescence when I was picking some bad habits would have saved me from problems I later experienced in college that caused me considerable suffering. So maybe my spankings were not continued long enough. After aging to about 9, I considered them to be reserved for small children. I grew up in the San Fernando Valley, near you, Angela, and also never heard much of corporeal punishments, though my junior high schools did, on rare occasion, administer paddle swats in the early 70's. I thought these an aberration, even when I did get one once for leaving P.E class at the lunch bell instead of lining up before being dismissed. All of us caught by the surprise roll call were given the choice of the swat or an unsatisfactory mark on a progress report card and I only felt I took the more honorable choice. A neighbor P.E. teacher who witnessed my swat later expressed his admiration at my choice to my father at a party at our house.

20 hours ago, TheBabyPants said: ...I lost 18 pounds of just fluid in a little over 18 hours through urination. Believe it or not, it is a medical issue. In college I once weighed myself on a huge scale, on which the needle would pulse to your heartbeat, both before and after a 3 hour gymnastics workout. According to it I had lost 5 lbs., which I'm sure was mostly water weight. I drank nothing during this time, trained quite hard and was drenched in sweat. When healthy it seems to me it would be quite hard to naturally sustain such a high rate of water loss. I couldn't say how chemicals and illness might alter that. Weird that TheBabyPants would cut and paste the words of another's profile story. Thanks for the data.

Is Karen still a practicing disciplinarian 22 years later? I'd be surprised if she still were. I'm always looking for a good "life coach," "behaviorist" or "disciplinarian" that includes spanking among her tools to help clients. Do you know of anyone who is currently doing this and seeking clients?

I seems to me the entries of 1/13/13 and 1/27/13 have also been severely truncated as well as the last two installments completely missing. Perhaps someone who has made copies of these portions of the story could post them again here to make this a complete work again. I just encountered this story for the first time and feel left hanging. Regardless I found this a rare and interesting work for many of the reasons others in this thread have stated.

The post I was referring to shows on rubbersheetmike's profile page. What happened to it here?