Unfair Corner Time (101)

Anna and Debbie were in their room. They were bored. They were actually not bored to be precise. They were annoyed. Annoyed and really, really angry. The two sisters had been sent to their room for a time out by Daddy. For a totally unfair time-out at that. They were supposed to go to the corner, each in a different one, and to stand there, and gaze at the empty walls. And to think about what they had done and why, and how it was not OK. Like it was not horrible enough to hear, your behavior was not up to par with Daddy. And now you had to go and stand in the corner and could not even feel sorry for yourself! And you were not allowed any distractions either. You were confined to the corner in your room. In the room with the TV, the computers, the tablets, the i-pod and all the books at your fingertips and yet out of reach. This was so super annoying angry-making maddening unfair! On the week-end no less!!!!

Debbie muttered cuss words into the corner audible enough for her sister standing in the other corner, but still enough under her breath so the sounds of the grumble-mumble would not travel past the open door and travel to where Daddy could hear them. Because, get that unfairness! Not only did Daddy stay in earshot distance, He made them stand in their perspective corners, in their own bed-room with the very door open. So that if He wanted to check up on them, He could, at any time. Even Peppermint, the cat, came triumphantly strolling in on their misery checking each girl out standing in their dreaded position at the worst place to be standing at, of all the places.

But the worst of all, was that there was no time frame. No time line. Nothing to look forward to. No escape route. Daddy just had told them to go to their room for a time out in the corner, where naughty girls belong! And when Anna asked, “for how long?” Daddy had friendly yet firmly said the worst of words, the obscure order of “until!… and off you go!” And now they were stuck here, until, whenever that annoying until would be. And they would miss out their favorite TV shows, and on family time. No game after-noon with Daddy’s boring board games (that however were strangely fun when played as a family) nor a round of ginger rummy or canasta. No duty poker either. None of Daddy’s ways to have a fun filled family week-end with the girls. Corner-time. Time-out. Standing, isolated, deprived of privacy, yet separated from the family room, near all the pleasures and yet – far far away from them at the same time. And totally unfair.

Even Anna, the usually less defiant of the girls was glowingly mad. Debbie was right. Even if her language was a high risk game, Anna thought to herself, Debbie was right. That ducking socked! And even though they had been ordered to remain silent and think about how what they had been doing was completely unacceptable and not suitable to improve their lives, Anna too started mumbling out loud – well out-loudish actually half under her breath about how frustratingly unfair the situation was, and what needed to happen instead.

To no surprise at all the girls – both of them – soon concluded that it was a unfair deal. they both just knew, that Daddy must have had a bad day, and must be wrong, somehow anyhow. Anna and Debbie, agreed – both of them – that instead of this prison and hardship, they deserved to be better. They deserved to be somewhere but here, that they knew, instinctively – both of them – and so they started plotting, – both of them – in their distinctive corner, but unified through the shared hardship and agony of unfair treatment imposed on them by their cruel and heartless Daddy! And so they broke their muttering of cuss words and used the time pro-actively, productively, almost as Daddy would have wanted them to.

Anna and Debbie soon agreed that if there needed to be a time-out, and a time for self reflection the ideal place to do that was someplace warm, and nice, preferably on an island in the Bahamas, by the sea, with the constant “breathing” of the tides, and warm, bright sunshine inspiring betterment! And Daddy’s corner idea would be well represented, if they each would be confined to a hammock hung in between two palm trees. Palm trees would be like the walls closing in, their Daddy was so fond about, so win:win, right? And a hammock kind of is like a vertical corner anyway. Oh and they needed snacks, served ideally, by invisible servants. Just have the drinks and snacks appear by their hammocks on a stool or something. And food for thought, another of Daddy’s famed favorites – they would just have to have to read a book, a good book at that. Not some boring self realization workbook written by some boring guy in an office but rather some detective story, or mystery, or Harry Potter. There you go… witches and dragons, adventures and fun! That is what the girls needed, and not this ducking socking corner time out of Daddy’s they said, out loud, unison, with their eyes closed, out of pouting mouths, fists made and stomped their feet to give their anger and desperation an extra outlet.

And when they opened their eyes they found themselves at an island, tied into those very hammocks, in between tall palm trees, with a dragon like creature greeting them.

welcome new arrivals, to the Ogre Islands, where naughty brats are lead with discipline and punishments for their own good and our amusement, to their very betterment. in the name of the Disciplinarians, I welcome you, our new contestants and as the islands’ tradition wills, let the games of pain-filled, tears spilled discipline begin!

#SpankieMonster #StrictMotivation (c)2018 StrictMotivation@yahoo.com




#MRI why dont you reveal your punishment?

I was asked by one of My play-partners today a question that will come up time and again.


“what is it with you Daddys/Doms/Disciplinarians that you never reveal what the punishment will be; why do you make me (us) wait? Don’t you know how antsy we bottoms get? The anxiety is killing us!”


My answer was simple. “It is a power thing: you bottoms have the power to (learn to) control your behaviors and us D-types are in charge of the consequences for your behavior. As for making you wait and not know – that **is** the point. It is a punishment, aka a deterrent to unwanted behaviors. Therefore your dread and apprehension feelings are just another bonus to the general idea. If you don’t want to face the consequences, don’t deserve them in the first place #StrictMotivation




#food4thought on loss 180126

if it was yours to have, you will have it back.

if it was not yours to have, there is nothing to mourn.

if you have lost a beloved to death, rejoice over that which you were blessed to have

for it is better to have loved and lost, than not to have loved at all

but either way, do not let your loss define you

let it go and be you.

everything else will fall into place.

#StrictMotivation #wejustgetbetter



Keep the fire alive. #food4thought on D/s (DD) relationships, a beginners’ guide

a little metaphor. back in the day when there was no radiators, people had to make fire as to cook and keep warm. So the question is: how do you make a warm fire?


you start out slow. you ignite very small branches, and harbor that fire, until you put tiny splinters and logs onto it. as the fire spreads you add bigger logs and the flame rises and rises. However, though this is very impressive to watch, the flames are not what really emits the most warmth. and to be going for superlatives, you would have to throw in trees as some point to make it bigger and bigger. however that does again just put on a show, yet not emit the highest amount of warmth.

myst - cauldron-fire

if you want to go for warmth, you need the glowing get going, and usually after the bigger logs’ flames are gone, the glowing begins – the highest part of warmth being emitted (you can also at this point add coal to the mix, and the warmth will last the whole night long – but that just aside)


if in the process of lighting the fire you add more and more logs, the logs will kill the fire and that leads to there being no glowing process. then all you can do is take the excess of logs out of the fire-place and start from scratch. so far an excursion on how to make a nice warm fire, the old fashioned way.

linie glowsun anim

now back to D/s reality and the D/s or DD inspired relationships

if you put out too many rules, it becomes constant work for the show, but will not provide the deep down feeling of glowing. if you want to glow, you need to add tasks at a certain pace, and tend to the fire at all times. if you overwhelm one another the risk is the fire will go out. you will end up frustrated and then it is back to square one


D/s or DD relationships however are work. Hard work at that. Why, because like maintaining a fire, they are worth the effort. It is not the Dom being lazy about things, it is not all about the Dominant (Head of Household), it is also not all about the submissive (Taken in hand), it is all about the relationship. and yes, it is work for the dominant as well as the sub. the Dominant has to set up tasks and follow through. How can a Dominant expect fruition of the relationship in that the Dom leads and expects to be followed, if they fail in leading?


It does take self discipline to follow through with assigned tasks. In the beginning of the fire burning the big logs, you could just sit back, and enjoy that bit of warmth but it is likely the glow will eventually go out. the log will break in the middle and the heat will not suffice to bite its way through the now too big wood chucks. Frustration!


Redo from start. (insert coin to play). Fire follows its own rules. To keep a fire at a certain level, you need to become very responsible. Of course you can yell commands at the fire, but if you play the rules wrong, you will end up cussing at ashes. So instead of overwhelming one the other, and if you want it to be a bit easy on you, as the Dominant, you start with a few or just a single task and you follow it through. You expect your submissive to follow through with rules, well, time to lead the ship, no? By example, at that!


When I try helping My submissive to grow I look at what needs be changed and usually it is very complex. If I told her: we need to adjust your sleeping, food, your drinking habits, your work out program, your education, your ethic etc etc  all at once …


you see the wood logs pile up? there will be no fire, just frustration. And I will have the “pleasure” to micromanage and a whole big-load of work to do, and in the end we both could fail. The failure would also be Mine. So while I do see all these logs, I decide which log is the smallest, the one, that will catch on fire as a whole, as fast as possible… and I concentrate just on that one field. Just one task. Example: set a bed time and see to it that it is maintained. (Sending an adult person to bed at your own whim, and not theirs, does make for a great D/s experience btw. – and it can be done Vanilla friendly too. “your day was long, darling, why don’t you retire?” ) Once the sleeping/bed-time thing is settled, once their maybe defiance has turned into compliance or even obedience, the next log is added. This way at one point many big logs will be glowing – and the warmth emitted is palpable.


So if you are experiencing the frustration, that after some show off  phase, the fire seems to get extinguished, or have re-occurring episodes of frustration because your submissive seems too overwhelmed all the time to do all those rules? Take a good look on the strategy as the leader. Are you maybe overwhelming your relationship, and are you really following through with implementing your rules?


See, in a One leads the other relationship the responsibility for it working lies square on the leader’s shoulders, even if a lot of the workload itself may be with the follower. whether it fails or not is in both parties hands. Fire does want to burn, meaning the sub wants to submit and wood logs are enough there, but it will take the One making the fire, the Dominant to do the work, and initially it is very demanding on the Dominant as well.


But the reward is for both, and in My opinion even the process of making and maintaining the fire is a reward. For both. Keep the fire alive. Love
(c)2011 -2018 #StrictMotivation ~ StrictMotivation@yahoo.com

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Happy Birthday Spanking Mine

Happy Birthday, to you, Mine
what a joyous wonderful time
a mere few years ago, today
our world got added a story
your story, and what a marvelous story she is


For as the Rabbis say
on that day
years ago today
when you were born
it was
that God decided
the world is incomplete
without you


And so it is indeed
who are we, Me or you
to argue
with the Great Maker
The Omnipotent Being
The Highest Principle
The Leading Principal!



And so to your celebration day
I do not come empty-handed, as they say
because I know you need
and deserve
what is solely reserved today for you
a reminder or two
as to why to renew
your dedication to life
a celebration
of the splendor and glory
of being alive!


you know, how I tell you, Mine
again and time
that it is an opportunity to grow
even though
you may growl, or even ow
and even though
you get that glow
blow by blow
that you receive
it is so you are not deceived
life was a joyride of only ease



It is simple
but easy it is not
and so that hardship it brings
is not forgot
I brought with Me
My tamer brush
designed just for you
so you would merely be
and do
what you need



and now you need to receive
blessings galore
you have no idea, right?
what sores
#SpankieMonster has in store
just for you
but you will
though without any mindset of ill
fully receive
a birthday spanking
to be at ease
with whatever life deals
day by day in your coming year
so have no fear
My dear!


bend over, My girl
and proudly present that seat
so your Sir Meaner can cover it
in red, glowing, heat!
Happy Birthday: Mine
It is your Birthday Spanking Time


#go2bed 180111

if you know how to brat you best brat your butt and #go2bed for brats who dont meet their bedtime, will be paying badly for that crime. need a better rhyme? OK: it’s corner-time #StrictMotivation


Sir MEaner, © 2003-2017 StrictMotivation@yahoo.com

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