The rules I set for him in my house are not only to teach him his place. My rules are also to remind me that he is not just my partner, he is my slave. When I see him following such a rule, I get a little tingle. I am grateful for how brave he is to try to live this way……….. I love him so it’s easy to fall into a friendly feeling of equality. However, when I see him dong something I have ordered such as not sitting on the living room furniture or changing his posture when another woman walks into the room, I’m reminded that we are not just a vanilla couple. We are on a mission. We both committed ourselves to his complete surrender……………… My advice is to set up the rules and then adhere to them religiously. Tomorrow is Wednesday. Wednesday night is a punishment night in my home. He has done nothing wrong. This is important. Wednesday’s discipline is not totally connected to his behavior. Of course, it would be much worse if I had complaints about his recent service but he’s been a lamb………………. I’m giving him the usual. I usually don’t dress up for it or make it a big deal. Well, it’s not a bid deal to me but he might think about it differently. Ha! . I never miss because, I believe If I skip even one of his twice a week punishment nights he’ll start hoping to skip again. I can’t have that. I treat his discipline like a customary and necessary chore such as feeding the cat or watering the flowerbed. Sometimes I have no real desire to crop him but once I start, I often feel myself starting to enjoy it more than I thought I would. It’s very much like going to the gym. It’s hard to get started but once you do, you enjoy it and you are glad you came……………….. Long ago, I realized that If I wanted a completely surrendered man then I had to put in the time. It’s all been worth it. Beat a man twice a week for a dozen years with real passion and good things will start happening. Wonderful things.