Why I beat my wife
Or, hurt me/don't hurt me you insufferable bastard
1. There can be no confusion as to whether you are annoyed or, if punishment is properly handled, as to why you are annoyed.
2. The issue, whatever it may be, is immediately addressed, dealt with, and laid to rest.
3. The proper behaviour expected of your spouse in that given situation will have been made obvious (once again, if the question of punishment is properly handled) and since sharp physical stimuli inculcates a lesson far more effectively than any attempt at persuasion can, the likelihood of a recurrence of the offensive behaviour is much reduced.
Now consider the more commonly practiced alternatives to physical discipline.
1. Passive aggression involving silent resentment.
2. Passive aggression involving persistent recrimination.
3. Anger resulting from one issue being directed toward other issues completely irrelevant to the cause of that anger, with consequent confusion, dismay, and further anger.
Corporal punishment is a contemporary heresy because its been made synonymous with violent physical abuse.
When I say 'I beat my wife' I don't mean I come home from the bar and wail on my wife in undirected and unthinking anger. I punish her in circumstances that are offensive to me on principle - and those principles were made clear and explicit to my wife at the beginning of our relationship.
She sometimes has trouble interpreting those principles on a day to day basis - and understands that corporal punishment will follow from those misundertandings, where her actions (not her intentions) merit it.
This is how it works. My wife often arranges her dishes in a fashion that I find to be illogical, inefficient, and aesthetically displeasing. I made it plain, two or three times, that I was unhappy with her haphazard way with dishes. My wife is a very effective, talented home-maker, so I rarely have need to open a cupboard door.
On the occassions when I do I expect to see them arranged according to my own previously explained preference. My wife, however, interpreted my known preference to mean 'If he doesn't know about it I can do it anyway I want.' Which is in a sense perfectly true. She can. Until I find out.
While working in the kitchen she asked me to help her by unloading the dishwasher and putting away the dishes. I helped because I am her partner in these physical tasks which are necessary for our common good. I will have them done in my way and as pleases me, however.
So in a comradely spirit I opened the dish cupboard expecting to see the remaining dishes inside arranged as I wished them to be, type with type and sorted in order of decreasing size. And in case you are wondering, the type of arrangement employed, its rationality or effectiveness, is immaterial - what counts is that the order employed is the order I prefer.
Instead of a proper arrangement of dishes I found utter bloody chaos - again. Well, perhaps not utter chaos, because she does have her own system. But the point is, it was once again not how I wanted it to be.
I pointed this out to her, wryly, and proceeded to properly arrange the dishes (clean ones included as the washer still needed emptying). Then I picked up a kitchen spatula, bent her over the chair, and saying this was the very last time I was going to show her how I wanted it done all the time, beat her ass with it till the spatula broke.
Her reaction, after, was to grab my ass, kiss me, and tell me she loved me. She also keeps the dish cupboard tidy now.
At this end of the scale I find her infractions as much wryly humorous as annoying. This is very minor shit and treated as such by us both.
On another occasion I gave her over two hundred lashes with a cat o'nine tails, in 7 sets of 30 strokes, as a punishment for actively setting her will against mine by running away and refusing to come home. She challenged me directly by asserting her will over mine, which is not a thing I will at all tolerate in her. It is a fundamental principle of our relationship, known to both from the beginning, that she is not permitted to do so.
So I gave a much needed and very thorough beating, to restore her to a sense of herself in our relationship, to what she is party to by her Will and Decision, driven by her Passions which complement mine.
As you may have gathered, we are partners to a 24/7 total power exchange, s&m relationship, where the power exchange covers everything from the proper order of dishes in cupboards to definition of fundamental status - as implied in 'total'. If it's a kink its a kink in the whole of our reality, not just one small part.
Whether prolonged and serious or short and semi-joking around, punishment is effective only if it produces obedience. As it has in both the instances cited - she does the dishes right and she's not run away again.
And for both of us, the incident of the spatula as well as the incident of the 200 strokes, are now talking points within a shared private history, a source of conversation rather than of bitterness or resentment.
Corporal punishment draws a line under an incident, a point at which it is over with. It enables everyone involved to move on, and leaves behind it a strong incentive to do better in the future.
It's also a lot of fun - for me.


