I have been instructed to write an introduction. This is a good thing — when I’m instructed to write I’m much more likely to do it. I respond well to assignments.
But, I feel kind of dumb trying to start this. Um … I’m Angie. Hence the user name. I live in Raleigh, NC with my boyfriend of almost one year (February 7th marks our anniversary). His name is Dave. I’m not really supposed to call him David, but I love to. It means "beloved" and I find that very fitting.
When he and I met I was at this point in my life where I basically just wanted to give up on the scene.
Punishment books were records kept by schools and reformatories recording punishments given. Records were kept of who punishments were given to, how much and why each punishment had been given. Most often, though not always, the punishments were corporal.
Though we took our banners from scans of historical punishment books, that history is not what this blog is about. There will be accounts of punishments here, of course. The punishment book dot org is about punishment, especially spanking, being used to correct real life behavior. This is something the authors of this site all have in common, the use of disciplinary punishments in our real lives to some degree or other. Not as role play, although some of us are role players (and in some cases real life can feed role play). Not as foreplay, though some of us are into erotic spanking, but as part of our real lives and relationships. We’re all pretty funny (well, I mean, in so far as we amuse each other), but this isn’t a game. The issues of discipline and punishment are something seriously important to each of us.
There’s a lot of stuff about domestic discipline out there on the ‘net, but not much any of us felt related to our lives, for reasons that will eventually be discussed in some detail somewhere on this site. The blog is our attempt to explain it all.
Oh, and just in passing, each of us have our own opinions, own lives and at least slightly different takes on every issue. Assume each author is only speaking for herself, her own situation and point of view.
We welcome comments on our entries. But please, no personal ads and no spamming.
Oh and we’re all taken. At least currently.
Monday night I couldn’t sleep. Tuesday dawned with me playing Snood and checking my email. At 4:30 AM there was dreadful news.
A library notice. A second library notice. Though I swear, I never got the first one.
Overdue library books are not a happy thing for me. 🙁