Happy Bee’sDay, Mine!


the weirdest dance, of any bee
is the dance performed over My knee

it is the dance, some of us know
shying away from what is bestowed

repeatedly with vigor and
an in iron fist held implement


onto the seat of correction
bringing to our attention

all coming shorts, all minor ills
or lapses of judgment, all bitter pills

all bigger mistakes, all oops I slipped
all I did not mean to, I only flipped


those bad habits we need, to finally break
all sleeping in or staying up late

all excuses made when work was due
all fibs, and white lies, we uttered too

all minor events, with big consequence
all major mishaps, each messed up a chance

every talking back, worth of condemnation
let alone the ill; called procrastination


every foul language that slipped from the mouth
every stomped foot, temper going south

every temptation, we could not resist
every time we did not, just cease and desist


because we insist, life just goes our way
and rules don’t apply, just only today

that sordid dance, of sorry butts
thighs on fire hurting lots


that time of big inconvenience
when we are exposed to Dominance

holding us to that standard high
the nose points down, butt to the sky

and when those spanks land flat and square
with #SpankieMonster’s continuous care


with precision to cause all pain
and sitting just won’t be the same

when swimming away from that very lap
seems like the best idea, we ever have had

yet turns out, through ferocious fate
it was again, a bad mistake!


and now the corner, most monstrous
awaits us to spend tasks totes tedious

positions in stress, body parts askew
painful position, oh man, who knew?

time standing still moves in leaded feet
a time-out being, not what we just need!


and yet something weird soon meets us with ease
being put back, square across those knees

and then, it is no coincidence
once more with feeling, the bees weird lap dance

Happy Birthday, My bee!


bee Keeper
Sir Meaner



funishment, punishment? betterment! {SM191}

It is a wonderful discussion topic, the difference between punishment and funishment. Here is My experience with this. Some words of definition for the sake of understanding of how I will use the terminology in this discussion:

  • punishment = a set of (consensual) actions imposed by the Top by their will and at their discretion onto the bottom with the intent to DETER certain unwanted behavior/s or action/s by the bottom in the future
  • funishment = a set of (consensual) actions imposed by the Top by their will and at their discretion onto the bottom with the intent of mutual enjoyment on at least some level

the difference between punishment and funishment thus is the intent behind it, meaning what is the desired outcome. If it is – at the end of the day – just for fun, basically anything goes. even if parts of the funishment may be hard to take, the receiver will still be able to enjoy it in some ways. funishment, therefore, is not a suitable deterrent.

a devised punishment, where the bottom does not (care to) change their unwanted behaviors, or even worse, creates situations to get more of said attention is not a punishment by the definition above, but an involuntary funishment.

a punishment not only must have the intention but actually, the effect on the receiving bottom, to want to change their ill ways to better/wanted (by the Top) ways. unless and until that goal is reached, all punishment attempts are “play” or funishment.

in order a punishment to be effective, thus, the Top has to be interested and monitor the behavior after the punishment is executed and critically analyze, whether the devised means are reaching the desired outcomes, or need to be tweaked and adapted.

In My personal practice, I choose punishments from a wide array of areas. Neither do I use a “one size fits all” attempt, when it comes to what means I am using, nor about whom they are applied to. I understand, that each bottom is different, unique, and that something, that may work well with one person may completely not work with another. I understand, too, that even if something used to work once with someone, or even many times, it may not always work, and so I do monitor closely, if my objectives (that I do not fully share with the recipients) were reached, or not – and tweak My strategies with them accordingly.

I do not only know My impact/spanking implements, but also the power of a choice lecture, a scolding, a talk down, a pep talk, speech – and no, these are not synonyms necessarily. I know the use and futility of interviews and interrogations alike, though they are two pairs of shoes, too. I know the tools that I have invented or adapted, as well as those that others have used before Me – at least the wide repertoire I do use. I combine from different aspects and make sure that an effective punishment covers more than just one field, thus making chances for it to have the desired effect higher

I use non-verbal cues, rituals, and metaphors in actions as in words to create a more varied, more sophisticated, more complex, more complete, more holistic “plan of attack”, making it incredibly more difficult for the bottom to manipulate the outcome of the punishment to “their fancy”. Punishment time, as you can ask Mine, is therefor a time of stress, of undesirable sensations, mixed with a feeling of vulnerability/exposure and loss of (self-)control for them, enough to jump-start their will to implement changes they perceive as momentarily hard/undoable/difficult with a sense of urgency.

Because what matters in the end, is not the enjoyment of a jolly good time with funishment, nor to have implemented some kick-ass punishment, but that which solely matters to Me: their very betterment. #StrictMotivation Alternative Life Training #SMalt

Spankee Wonder

I just spank, to say, I love you
I just spank, to say, how much I care – yes I do!
I just spank, to say. I love you!
And I mean it from the bottom of My heart!!!

At Christmas time, on Halloween…
your butt will be bared laying on top over My knee
At new years Eve, on Easter too
the cane will truly get My lessons through to you!

I just spank, to say, I love you
I just spank, to say, how much I care – yes I do!
I just spank, to say. I love you!
And I mean it from the bottom of My heart!!!

When clouds do rain, when flowers bloom
it’s always time for a spanking with a wooden spoon
But what it is, when you are blue
I need to paddle your butt and thighs black and blue

I just spank, to say, I love you
I just spank, to say, how much I care – yes I do!
I just spank, to say. I love you!
And I mean it from the bottom of My heart!!!

you’re somewhat high, you soon will cry
your comfy sitting you can now just kiss goodbye
your days of ease, wearing undies
are over as the leather belt comes out to tease

I just spank, to say, I love you
I just spank, to say, how much I care – yes I do!
I just spank, to say. I love you!
And I mean it from the bottom of My heart!!!

No little one, with their lil sins
can get out the corner with just their pouting skills
Some giving thanks after the thrashing
will not prevent them to get another lashing

I just spank, to say, I love you
I just spank, to say, how much I care – yes I do!
I just spank, to say. I love you!
And I mean it from the bottom of My heart!!!

I just spank, to say, I love you
I just spank, to say, how much I care – yes I do!
I just spank, to say. I love you!
And I mean it from the bottom of My heart!!!

I just spank, to say, I love you
I just spank, to say, how much I care – yes I do!
I just spank, to say. I love you!
And I mean it from the bottom of My heart!!!

My purple heart!!!!!!!

(c) StrictMotivation@yahoo.com

when I see Mine being diligent

OOOH, don’t I love those diligenting pics
and guess what caught Sir Meaner’s eye?
that wooden spoon on the counter,
ha – well, that’s no Sir prize!!!

I savor that moment – I close My eyes
and take you on a journey, Mine
transcending space, in Sir Meaner’s ways
prepared to dance, transcending time

I can see you in your kitchen space
see, some sweat pearling down on your face
as you rummage around prepping food
being diligent for Daddy, being good

I am a Shadow, you do not see
but I feel that itch, up from my knee
and so the Shadow, that your work did call
Materializes straight from the wall

you feel a hand that pushes you down
an invisible hand lifts up your gown
you’re taken aback and yet you smile
knowing too well, this will last for a while

bent over the counter, your butt sticks out
you see the hand grabbing the wooden spoon
you cannot help it, as your lips pout
before #SpankieMonster starts His typhoon

The spanks land flat with loudest cracks
The spoon does hurt with every SMack
the bees that sting the burning skin
but Daddy Sir, I have done no sin?

There is no BUT in thank You, Sir
you hear those words in sweet despair
the spankings land now on your thighs
the air is filled with shrieks and cries

the legs’ skin flags some rouge and pink
as your hands grab tight in the sink
and wishing for some water cool
that thought – oh no – I’m such a fool

#SpankieMonster is #happy2help
He finishes the spanking, while you still yelp
and opens the faucet of water cold
a cleansing cloth under the faucet to hold

swiftly His hands use the cold water compress
applying it ungently yet it soothes some distress
that cold cooling water soaks now your skin
but, oh the consequences, this kindness will bring!

As #SpankieMonster the spanking resumes
how much more it burns, that once soothed moon
The ow’s and the cries now are even more shrill
for Sir Meaner this truly is the thrill

the spoon now lands where it had already been
when Daddy Sir spanks, His spankings are keen
the butt is a wobbling, a wiggling worm
while Daddy Sir Meaner spanks up a mean storm

Where once there was rouge, and maybe soft rose
some severe red cherry and crimson arose
the burning is urgent, the sting is too much
there now is some swelling, it will hurt to touch

getting out of breath, your mind goes all blank
no pattern to detect with these chaotic spanks
His voice yet is calm, His reasoning out of whack?
He notices there is, some “nice spanko sweat”

His voice keeps on talking, over your sighs
His hands teach ungently, massacring the thighs
I truly adore My girl’s diligence
it shows Me you have, submissive obedience

I know very well, My lessons do hurt
My spankings are harsh, not so My words
I take every effort to teach you with might
that it sometimes hurts, to do what is right!

I am teaching you now, a worthy lesson for life
That comfort does not help, as for better we strive
Regardless of the pain, your betterment entails
My #StrictMotivation simply never fails

Daddy Sir Meaner
#StrictMotivation #wejustgetbetter

Unconditional love, conditional privileges

My love is unconditional. your comfort and privileges are behaviorally conditional, and that is how I handle things. I am upfront and consistent about this. I tell you time and again; in the writing and orally. I also tell you behaviorally. I lead by example. My love does not depend on how you behave at all. It is given. Freely, abundantly. Always. If I love you, I tell you, that I love you. And I mean it. I do love you. That does not change, even when you are being a horribly ill-behaved child at that time. Still, I love you. In ways, you cannot even begin to imagine. With an intensity second to few.
If I did not love you, I would kick you to the curb when your behavior gets out of control. I would not pray, meditate and ask God’s guidance in being your Daddy/Sir. I would not work, hard and SMart, for that matter, to tailor My #StrictMotivation to your individual needs and abilities. I would just insist on you do what everyone else does, that one size must fit all approach. But I do not do that. I do not go easy on Myself. I make individual programs for individual people based on their need and abilities, and put their best longterm interest on top of the list. My own (or their) “wants” take a back seat.
If I did not love you, I would tell you, that your lying and deceits, as well as your defiance and disrespect, hurt Me to the core (which they do) and that I will not suffer from your bad girl/boy ways, since you seem not sufficiently self-motivated to actually give enough an effort to work on your own betterment – despite having been provided Bridges (tools), Direction/Discipline, Structure, Motivation. 
I actually love you. And unconditionally. That means also, that you are forgiven your trespassings without reservations, and that I heal the emotional wounds you are causing Me, and balancing the pain you are subjecting Me to, nonconsensually at that. Because My love is My armor and My honor is My shield. Because I love you, you still have a Daddy/Sir and are still considered part of My family – even when you fall short on the very essentials.
When you do practice honestly I am thanking you for that; when you do good I am acknowledging the good behavior: I am praising you. Even though you may have lied and been dishonest, in the past, I am still talking to you. Still communicating. Still listening to your complaints and trepidations. Still reading and usually even acknowledging through a sign or a short message your texts, your posts, direct messages, emails.
Independently from what has happened in the past, I am answering every report you send. I am polite and cordial, and respectful and loving – I am not coddling and overly enthusiastic if your behavior does not justify it. That way you are inspired to actually do good in order to get My attention. You are also this way learning that attention and in that praise is much better than attention through negativity (scolding/punishments). It inspires you to work harder for betterment than just dysfunctioning and this way getting negative attention – but in essence, attention which is your main currency.
When you are not doing good, I am discouraging those behaviors through what I know will leave an impression on you. Using tools that have proven to be ineffective with you, would be a grave mistake, I will not make. Since you crave attention to the point that negative attention is for you another form of a reward, being reactive to your misbehavior through “dealing with you” would be rewarding your ill behaviors and thus ill-advised. 
You still have a family and My family still has you. you are banned from the family activities (grounded) because you were openly defiant to Daddy/Sir in His House. If you are used to that level of disrespect from your life so far, you will have to change for the better now, because I am not having it under My roof. If you want to bark like a dog and you will be banned onto the yard (figuratively) because I will not have you talk trash to Me. Thus you may learn to behave like a civilized – social – human being again. I will choose a time-out long enough to give you time to rethink the wrong of your ways.
When breaking rules and guidelines, being willfully disobedient, or casually ignorant of the behavioral expectations, or causing havoc and creation of chaos are “usual” for you, your usual will lead you by default into chaos in your life. I am opposed to your erratic, chaotic, self-defeating and (self) destructive ways. 
The only way to get you out and keep you out is to reorganize your life toward function and order. I am standing for that. I am your Daddy/Sir.  
How it may feel or may not feel to you is for you to feel, not for Me to change My ways. So, yes, I am aware you may feel crushed by the ways things currently are. They are the way, because of your behavior not because I changed My course or even stopped loving/caring or in your words”giving a sh*t”.
Do not complain, after months of dishonesty, constant omissions, or a lie straight to My face that you have to work back trust by the impeccable integrity of your behavior in that field. Be grateful I care enough to follow through and not kick you to the curb.


Be grateful somebody does not get driven off by your tantrums, and mood swings, and your emotional extortion practice, of “look how bad i feel, you must now let up on my deserved consequences so i can continue running myself in a ditch”. your thus manipulation attempts fail. (it may not be conscious manipulation, but subconscious – yet that does not change the fact it is manipulative = dishonest) 
You may feel like shit. That is OK. It is even part of the reason why I have grounded you. Why I have put you in time-out. Why I have temporarily removed privileges you had arrogantly thought you were entitled to.  The reason for your extended corner time. The reason for your temporary isolation.
Punishment is supposed to suck. It is supposed to make you feel bad. It is supposed to give you a feeling of this behavior is not worth the consequences it entails. It will thus give you a new perspective to view things. 
Right now you are in the ill belief, that just because it feels good to you momentary, it justifies doing it (and: if it feels bad to you at the moment it justifies avoiding it).
That is a failing life strategy. It is the immaturity of a child, and un-adult behavior and thinking that pushes to the conclusion. they are mannerisms of an addict too. This form of unreasonable, even if apparently logical conclusion is the root of your overall unhappiness
I am not having it. I am opposing ill behaviors, and definitely not rewarding them.
I love you. Unconditionally. Your level of comfort depends on your level of good behavior with Me
Daddy/Sir Meaner
#StrictMotivation #wejustgetbetter #stepbystep #holistic #lifecoaching
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