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I was wandering around FetLife yesterday when I ran across the most incredible real-life CP story I’ve ever read. This is pretty much the perfect plot to a Janus Magazine story — it is the perfect example of honest-to-goodness CP being used the way disciplinarians prefer best, but which happens all too infrequently in the world these uncivilized days. I just had to share it with you lot, and so I asked the brave and (since fortune favours the brave) fortunate lady if I could repost her wonderful and inspiring tale over here. She has kindly said I could, so, with no further ado, here is “Exercise and Spanking” by “NaughtyNan”….

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I have a personal trainer, who comes to my house for the workouts. Although I’d initially been one of his “success stories,” losing 42 pounds in about 6 months, over the past year I not only didn’t continue to lose weight, but rather I gained about 10 pounds BACK, plus lost some of my motivation for working out. It really bothered my trainer that I’d slipped; he felt responsible for it.

So he’d been thinking hard about how to re-motivate me, and he decided to propose a scheme of rewards and punishments. I’d be expected to send him a daily email, listing my caloric intake, any exercise, sleep hours, time I’d gone to bed, energy levels, etc. He expected me to also work out with a good attitude each and every time, and not be lazy or spend excess time chatting (which IS what I do sometimes to waste exercise time, I must admit) instead of really settling down to exercise. Initially he’d told me that I ought to think of some sort of reward, to be given after about a month of compliance. And initially he was thinking that the punishment would be that he’d make me do the exercises that I really hated.

The conflict was internal. I loved the idea at once, of course; it’s a sound idea, plus the novelty of it was sure to help me. (I have ADHD, and I respond well to novelty and variety.) But from the very first couple of emails that he sent me, my emotions got totally roiled up, and I had trouble composing those daily emails. I recognized, you see, that what I was entering into was a sort of Top-bottom/Dominant-submissive contract, and that I was agreeing to submit to his control. I was really surprised by how it aroused my emotions, and how hard it was to actually SUBMIT.

Now I have to add that in NO WAY do I want my relationship with my personal trainer to get romantic or sexual. From the beginning of our workouts I’d always enjoyed the exercises the most that were quasi-BDSM in how I ended up positioned, or in how painful they could get, or when he would interact with me in a commanding sort of way. These things all tickled my secret submissive heart, of course. (I am in a vanilla marriage, I should add.) So I enjoyed those aspects, without any thought of romance or eroticism. (He is a newlywed, in fact, and I attended his wedding. Nor is the type of guy to whom I am attracted—which was part of my intent in hiring him.) But of course when he told me to think of what I wanted as a reward—and he said to think BIG—my mind raced towards pleasant, good-girl spankings. But how could I tell him that? Of course I couldn’t, and would probably have to settle for a good back massage or something like that.

Well…somehow, about a week ago, a moment opened up in which I actually came OUT of the SPANKING closet! I’d always mentioned to him, whenever he asked if something was hurting, that I was fine, that in fact I rather liked pain. He’d always said that he does too. He and I have talked very openly about many topics, including the lack of intimacy in my marriage, and he’s told me similar details about his life with his ex-wife and his happy new life with his current bride. I’ve always felt a great deal of mutual trust and discretion, that we could share almost everything. But all my life, I have only ever told 1-2 people—actual people in my life, as opposed to all of you nice online anonymous community—about my spanko urges and my bondage desires and my submissive side.

He told me that he was very frustrated, that he felt he lacked some KEY to helping me get motivated. And I told him, yes, there was a key, and here is what it is…
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