My name is, and isn't, Haron. I'm 25 years old. I discovered spanking 7 years ago - it took me about four months from the day I got online. I hear, that's terribly slow for an average spankophile, but I have an excuse: I was busy learning English.*
By the way, you could be sure that I always have an excuse for everything. For example...
I was going to post this introduction yesterday, but I didn't get around to writing it, because I had a story due. I didn't finish the story in the end, too, because I had an article due. That didn't get looked at, either, but that's because I had a paper due for university, and I really, really needed to clean the house, and that did get finished in the end, because Abel came home from work and did everything I hadn't had time for. Oh, and that paper? Never mind.
Abel is my husband. He spanks me. Mostly for fun - we particularly like role-play - but not always for fun.
I'm not sure yet that domestic discipline works for me. I see it as a tool that might help me sort out the most almighty problem I seem to have with commitment and focus. However, if the tool was to work, I would always have to be completely honest about the behaviour I'm unhappy about. Unfortunately, I'm absolutely dependant on Abel's approval, and it can be too hard to admit I've done something of which he could disapprove. Whether a spanking would follow, is quite incidental, by the way, but disapproval is hard.
We haven't yet worked out the rules that would either help or force me to be honest. Maybe we will. I'm sure we'll try. I'll tell you about it when we do.
I identify as a feminist. There is little that irks me more than some articles floating around cyberspace, about women being naturally prone to misdeeds and in need of discipline. "Spank your woman, for she is bad, and needs your guidance". Argh. You know which ones I mean. I see this blog as a chance to infuse the topic of consensual domestic discipline with some realism.
Another thing that irks me is the branch of feminism that says any spanking is oppressive, and that women who allow it betray their own kind. Perhaps, we can dispel some of that, too.
Meanwhile, I'll just get back to one thousand and one things that I had to do last week, but didn't get around to. Did I meantion I had an excuse?
*My mother tongues are Ukrainian and Russian. That's why my posts are going to have lots of missed articles. Or maybe even some articles where there should be none.