Do I have an interesting enough spanking life?
I’ve had a blog for four or five months now and never actually written a blog post. Short spanking stories? No problem. Long spanking stories? No problem. Real world accounts of spanking events and experiences? No problem.
Blog posts? Scary. Really scary.
It has taken me almost 19 full weeks to pluck up the courage to actually get on and commit to writing a blog, in addition to all of the usual shenanigans I already share here.
My concerns, aside from actually having the time to do this, were threefold:
Do I have an interesting enough spanking life?
Will my HoH agree to *not* read it?
How will it be received by my French teacher and my clarinet tutor*?
*More about the clarinet tutor coming in 2022 of that I have no doubts. Unusual teaching methods… you know the drill.
Number one was easy; if I don’t have an interesting enough spanking life what with my Head of House being both my husband and my disciplinarian, not to mention the professional disciplinarians I have previously and am currently working with, AND of course with my French/Handwriting teacher also very much subscribed to old fashioned teaching methods - then I don’t know who’s is!
Getting my HoH to agree to not read these unless I volunteer the odd one was less easy. My standard is: If I cannot write freely, then I will not write at all. No compromise. Ever. Free speech is a God-given right and I will gladly defend that right to the death, and I really mean that. However, I do not wish to make unhelpful waves at home because I’ve been spouting off into my (public) discipline diary!
Jem (my HoH) and I have a 100% honestly policy, we tell each other everything. We’ve built our relationship on trust and thus far it has proved a solid foundation. That said, I’m a woman and women have, over the generations, written reams of emotive nonsense in their diaries and journals. Rather like Bridget Jones being mortified to find that Arsey Darcy had read her stroppy diatribes, I am naturally uneasy about the same happening to me. Sometimes we women folk just need to vent and I am no different. We often don’t actually mean anything by it, we just like to be dramatic.
Anyway, chivalrous gentleman that my sir is, he has agreed to not read my blog posts unless I read them to him. Cheers, sir. So, number two hurdle is now cleared. Number three is trickier still. At this moment in time, I am also working with two other professional disciplinarians. One takes me for French and Handwriting classes, the other for clarinet lessons. Both are fully subscribed to upholding proper discipline and neither of them are backwards in coming forwards with dishing out corporal punishment for less than satisfactory performance from yours truly.
Needless to say, I am extremely grateful to both of these gentlemen for being willing to work in this way. It is a requirement for working with me as without the certainty of corporal punishment no real progress - the really difficult stuff - will ever be made. That said, I would hate to cause either of these two fine gentlemen any serious embarrassment or irritation.
Now, you might already know that I have written at great length in my books (SIX OF THE BEST) about my experiences in French classes and I was absolutely candid about it. However, that is different. I release an annual once per year and give those concerned ‘right of reply,’ like a good old-fashioned journalist would have done and ought still to do. That is to say, I send all concerned any chapters that they appear in and ask them to let me know if there is something in there that they are unhappy with. That way, I’ve given the gents concerned an opportunity to set the record straight or at least to add their two-penny worth.
With a discipline diary this would become a part-time job and these men have enough on their plates without my weekly blog post nonsense! Hence my reservations about starting in the first place. The bottom line is that my experience of publishing two books has gone well, I’ve never once been challenged on anything I have written (because I’m telling the truth) and I am of course fully open to being taken to task over anything I say and do, be that online or in the real world. This has given me a level of confidence that when and I where I screw up it can be dealt with in an amicable (or at least traditional) fashion and that in turn simply makes more material for my next book!
Win - win - win!
(**Gentlemen, if you do happen to be reading this you can trust me to do a good job, I will always listen to any advice you may have, and I am committed to issuing retractions and full apologies where they may be necessary. So, help me God).
Alas, here we are. I have embarked and if I am still writing “The Discipline Diaries” by this time next year, then we will have our answer to my question: Do I have an interesting enough spanking life?
Now, I’m conscious that I haven’t shared any spanky gossip with you in my first ever blog post, however I have used the time to set my stall out and hopefully you will extend me your trust that I’m good for sharing the gory details on all things; spanking, corporal punishment, and BDSM Lite?
If not, tomorrow you will receive a full real-life spanking experience story called: Spanky New Year to enjoy at your New Year’s Day leisure and Sunday marks the release of December’s (full) Spanking Statistics.
If you’re absolutely gagging for some real-world discipline material, then look no further than my latest annual: SIX OF THE BEST 2021
Enjoy New Year’s Eve, think of me caning in the New Year (or rather being caned into the New Year) and don’t do anything I wouldn’t!
Bisous!
Jacqui James
Live-Lash-Love
https://jacquijames.gumroad.com/l/sixofthebest2021
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