Being a brat, I tend to get a rush out of teasing my Dom and being put back in my place. Recently however, I ended up taking it to far and playfully lied to my Daddy to see what kind of response I would get out of him. This led to an apology letter, corner time, sit ups and spankings.... and not the good kind.
Normally during my punishments, I take them in stride. But this time was different. No my Dominant wasn't angry with me at the time. He never punishes me when he is upset. This was more due to something that was triggered while I was being spanked.
In my past there were times when my mother would spank us for everything... and I mean everything. And it wasn't normal spanks, it was rage induced and hard. There was even a point where I was struck across my face multiple times for crying to much.
In that moment of punishment coming from my Dominant, brought to the surface something that I had been thinking about for weeks.... and it broke me. It was by no means my Dominants fault, and we spoke about it soon after. (I also got lots of cuddles and Disney Movies.)
But that isn't want this post is about. It's just me dealing with something that has messed me up emotionally for over 10 years now. It's something that has been coming more into focus as I continue my therapy and try to unbury my past and the painful memories that come with it.
