What would you do if your wife damaged the car?

Recently, by pure carelessness, I expensively damaged our car. My husband was very cross, understandably, for we cannot afford to waste money on expensive repairs caused by carelessness. After the initial spark of anger, he calmed down and then walked out to think it over. I anxiously waited alone to hear my fate. At last he came home, fully relaxed, and took me in his arms, kissed me and fondled me. He told me that he had decided to do two things, and that he would make passionate love to me to show me that he loved me and that I was fully forgiven.

I was very relieved and quite excited, but on the way upstairs to the bedroom I suddenly remembered that he said he was going to do two things, and I stopped and asked him what the other thing was that he was going to do. He just smiled, and said casually that I could surely not expect to get away scot-free, and that he was going to spank me first, and then make passionate love to me.

I could hardly argue with his logic and would not have been allowed to anyway. So I got my spanking – a good sound one too. But I also got my passionate lovemaking afterward.

That, ladies, is what I call the perfect husband and the perfect leader who is prepared to take me in hand firmly but lovingly. And I love it.

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What Would I Do

Wow, a spanking and some hot sex? I'd go right back out and wreck the car again!!

Now if he were really in charge he'd take your set of keys. ;-)

AlphaMaster

Reading the same post

The thing about driving is that it is something I have never wanted to do, I have always been convinced that I would be hopeless at it, and the roads are full of very aggresive drivers. I'm not the only person who feels like this, my brother gave up driving some years ago because he couldn't take the aggro any more, and round where we live it really isn't necessary.

It is also true that I don't like housework, but I do like being at home with the children, and I don't have to spend all my time doing housework, whereas if I had a job and was stuck in some tiresome office or something, I'd be glued to my desk and couldn't stop and do something else if I felt like it like I can at home. If you're at home you can say "Oh, hang spring Cleaning!" like Mole, and go out in a boat or something, but you can't do that if you're in an office.

My husband is a very practical man, and his opinion of women drivers is based on what he has observed, rather than from any innate sexism. He has no problem with women achieving things in general, he was thrilled to bits about that lady who just sailed round the world, for instance. In any case, it isn't just women, he despises most other drivers on the road.

Besides, I have more serious things to worry about than my husband's opinion of women drivers. Ever since Babydoll said she thought the boss wrote all my posts, I have been worrying that she might be right. What if I don't really exist at all except in the boss's mind? I am a prey to existential angst. I gaze in the mirror and wonder if I am really there at all, and if I ever was. Am I really just a figment of the boss's imagination? This is a worrying thought for me, and possibly for the boss too. It's much more serious for me than the question of women drivers.

I'm with the boss on this one.

I'm with the boss on this one. It seems to me that if Louise wanted to learn how to drive she would! She wouldn't be stopped by her husband and she would tell him where to go if he tried. Apparently for whatever reason she's comfortable not driving.

I thought maybe it was a cultural thing. In the US only woman in their 80's never learned to drive but practically all other women can. Perhaps in England it's different.

The first time I read that Louise didn't drive in an earlier post I wracked my brain trying to think of why. I thought it was either cultural or a health issue. I couldn't think of any other reason. It certainly never occurred to me that her husband wouldn't allow it. Her posts never read that way to me.

Keep posting Louise. I love your humor and style. Also on a more serious note sometimes you make me see an issue in a way I hadn't thought about before which is always good. I hate to be stuck in the rut of only seeing the world one way. That's what I love about this site. Lots of opinions are expressed in many different ways.

To Cynthia

It was actually Babydoll who said she thought the boss was making up my posts, what worried me was wondering if she might be right, and that maybe I only exist inside the boss's head, which is an unnerving thought. Did you ever see 'Dear Brutus' by J.M. Barrie - "Daddy, Daddy, come back, I don't want to be only a might-have-been"? No, probably not, never mind. But if I only exist because the boss thinks I do, what is to become of me if she suddenly decides I don't?

I appear to be have inadvertently given some people the impression that I don't drive because my husband is preventing me from learning. I was 25 when I met my husband, the legal age for learning to drive in England is 17, therefore I had 8 years BEFORE I met my husband when I could have learnt to drive, but I didn't. I don't drive because I don't want to, not because anyone is preventing me from learning. Our first son was born when I was 27, our second and third when I was 41 and 44, I realise this is not very good family planning, but that's how it worked out.

Whether there are more real people than weirdos on this website I couldn't say, how can one possibly tell? My husband, for instance, doesn't take the internet seriously at all, certainly not this site, I know he thinks people who post on websites are hopeless nerds, though he's never actually said so to me, but I can tell. He doesn't take anything on here seriously, and he may not be alone in this.

Louise (or possibly the boss)

I'm the only one who drives i

I'm the only one who drives in our household. My boyfriend grew up in a big city where public transportation was the best way to get around. He is also from a state that had graduated license procedures. Since his parents didn't have a car for him to practice driving on (he needed so many practice hours to get a license), he never got his license. I, on the other hand, needed to have a license to get around. I'm originally from a city where the only public transportation is taxi-cab, and nothing was really with in walking distance. I had to have a car to get a job. Now I'm the only one who drives because he is self-employed and works from home. I need a car to get to work. We have talked about him getting his license though, but I'm a bit afraid of what it might do to the insurance premiums. God knows it would be nice to have an extra driver on long car trips though.

Driving women

I must say I am slightly surprised by the reaction to my admission that I don't drive. I mean, people on this website are always telling me that I'm not really submissive, that it's just a game for me etc, yet here I am married to a man who doesn't approve of women drivers, and women here are encouraging me to disregard his opinion and learn to drive.

I am shocked, deeply shocked, to find that so many women think I should so flagrantly ignore my husband's wisdom in this matter. It is a great surprise to me. Surely, as a good submissive wife, I should accept that he knows best, in this as in all other matters?

I think we may ba taking this

I think we may ba taking this a bit too seriously. Certainly women have the ability to drive, and we certainly should have the right, but it isn't necessary in every location, nor in my mind is driving a sign of dominance or submission. It's just this very utilitarian thing we do to get from point A to point B. Given a choice, I wouldn't do it. When I hit the big game the FIRST thing I'm going to do is hire someone to drive me around. It's not because I feel it would make me more submissive. It's because I have zero sense of direction and really dislike driving. Especially that thrusting myself into traffic at highspeeds part. I'll never understand the fool who dreamed up the highway system. First they tell you that cars are heavy dangerous objects. That you are in fact driving a deadly piece of machinery. Then they tell you that the best way to get on a highway is to take your suicide machine up to highspeeds and thrust yourself into traffic, all the while trusting that the nice people in that lane will either move over or slow down to make room for you. Kind of seems like taking your life into your own hands to me. The only reason I do it is because I have to. If there were any other affordable way to get to work, the grocery store etc. where I live, I wouldn't do it at all.

A touching attitude

Given that my husband's thoughts on women drivers seem to have generated a certain amount of interest on here, I decided to ask him directly what he thought. "Would you mind if I wanted to learn to drive?" I asked him. He looked surprised. "No, why should I?" he asked. "Well, you're always saying women are rubbish drivers" I pointed out. "Well, you probably wouldn't be worse than any of the others" he replied encouragingly "You might even be better" "But anyway, we can't afford to get another car and I couldn't drive yours could I?" I persisted. "Yes, you could, I could get the insurance changed" he said. "You mean, you'd let me drive YOUR car?" I asked incredulously. "I might" he replied in a non-commital fashion "under certain circumstances". I told him what people on this site had been saying about his attitude towards women drivers: "Tell them to lighten up" he said.

That was yesterday afternoon. Then, last night, when he rang me from work, he was telling me about the driving course they're making him go on at work. It makes no difference that it's everybody who's got to do it, not just him, he's positively incandescent with fury about it. Being asked to take a driving course after 30 years - I couldn't possibly repeat the things he said about it. I had an awful thought "What if they give you a woman instructor?" I asked. "No, they're all men" he said "a woman would be the last straw, she probably wouldn't even know what side of the car to get in"

So there you have my husband. He reiterates (constantly) that he thinks women are crap drivers, yet he raises no objections to me learning to drive, he even suggest he'd let me drive his car, if I learnt (of course, with it being a company car, he doesn't seem to have the same degree of attachment to it that some men do to their cars). His opinion of women drivers is overriden by his belief that I should be able to do anything I want to do. I find this very touching.

However, the way I feel about driving is the way cj does, the things she describes hating about driving are the things I would hate too, I would find it stressful beyond belief. And since I live in an area where there is an affordable way to get to the shops etc, I don't need to.

I drove Vermont to Michigan i

I drove Vermont to Michigan in one stretch. Not having an additional driver can be hard... but that's not exactly daily driving either.

A story

Let me tell you a story.

Today I went shopping - in my car. I reached a junction, where I had to turn right. I was the front car in the row. There was a stream of traffic coming from the opposite direction, thereby restricting me from turning into the supermarket carpark.

So, what happened? Some w***** bloke in the car behind started tooting me to get a move on. He couldn't see, because he was behind me, that if I'd turned I would have crashed into the oncoming traffic.

I waited until it was safe, and went at my own pace.

So, there you goooooooooooooo...............

Lois Lane.

Your postings

I swear Louise if you stop posting here I may end up never coming back, just joking, the boss.

Honestly Louise most of the time I read your posts and shake my head in frustration and then the strangest thing happens, I start to see things from a different perspective and usually end up laughing. I was wondering if your husband thinks all men drive like they were born to it or if he gets frustrated with all bad drivers.

It sounds to me like you and your husband have a 'dry' sense of humor, I love it.

Bad drivers

My husband pretty well thinks almost all drivers are bad except him, judging by the commentary he keeps up when we are out in the car. Women drivers however are one of the groups singled out for particular scorn, along with buses, cyclists, motorcyclists, horses (there are a lot of horses in our area, 'catfood on legs' as he calls them) and anyone driving a brand of car he disapproves of. I have learnt not to make any comment on any of this, any criticism of his driving or his attitude towards other road-users is NOT appreciated! And he's never had an accident in the 23 years I've known him, so he must be doing it right!

Thank you for saying you like my posts, it's most kind of you. I do find myself getting a bit confused sometimes with people's attitude towards what I write, I mean one minute everyone's telling me that I'm not really submissive, it's just a game to me, I'm a Feminazi etc, next they're all telling me I should go out and learn to drive, even though I'm married to a man who thinks women are rubbish drivers, it can be puzzling! I've even been told I'm just a figment of the boss's imagination, this worried me considerably, but then I got an email from the boss and that reassured me, I mean she'd hardly be sending me emails if I was just in her imagination, that would just be silly.

Well...

Dear Louse C,

To be honest, when I first discovered this site, it did cross my mind that 'the boss' might actually be a bloke who had set up this site in order to lull well meaning and 'trying to be honest in what their desires were' women into a false sense of security..

I'm no good with all this new technology - it takes me all my time to hit the 'send' button. I am merely a product of my upbringing and life's experiences.

When I read 'Stephen's' posts, however, I am comforted - because he seems to understand where I am coming from, and his words and thoughts actually bring tears to my eyes.

Louise, maybe it's because I come from a different generation to you - although if you are in your forties and me having just hit the fifty mark, I cannot see that much difference.

But that is because I really am new to all this, and I am so sorry if this offends you........or makes you think I am stupid.

I don't trust people much, actually. But that is probably to do with the life that has been dealt me.

So, what is this all about with you?

Lois Lane.

P.S. I haven't had an accident in the twenty odd years I've been driving, either!

Reality

It was actually Babydoll who called me a Feminazi, but I adopted the title because it seemed appropriate. When she said I didn't exist, this certainly disconcerted me, since the question of whether I really exist or not is to me of vital importance, though obviously less so to others.

The thing that surprised me about the stir my comment about not driving caused is that, since women like you and Lois Lane insist that in order to be considered really submissive, a woman must be prepared to do anything her husband tells her, regardless of whether she likes it or not, then I would assume that you would approve of me not driving when my husband doesn't care for women drivers. It surprised me somewhat to find that you did not, that's all. I would assume that from what you have said, if your husband ordered you to throw away your car keys you would do so without hesitation.

Holding Dual Privileges

As I am licensed to drive both in the United States and the UK, I can attest that the process of obtaining a license in Brittan is much more rigorous than in the USA. The written test in the UK actually requires no small measure of knowledge and is quite comprehensive. The actually driving test is a rigorous affair, putting emphasis on maneuvers which are actually illegal in the State where I reside.

One of the first things I did upon taking up residence in the UK was to contract with a driving instructor for five lessons per week till I felt confident with driving on the opposite side of the road, sitting in the opposite side of the car, and managing such things as roundabouts (which, by the way, are brilliant).

I feel quite confident that even a woman like myself, who thoroughly enjoys being taken in hand by her big, strong husband, is more than capable and competent to drive. These complimentary desires we of the Taken In Hand persuasion possess, allow us to fulfill our counterparts' emotional needs. In my opinion, that doesn't mean I need, want or deserve to be viewed as a lesser human being, lumped into a wad of other female humanity in an indistinguishable mess called, "All Women." What a sad state of affairs that would be!

There is a core of unshakable strength within many of us(male and female alike) that allows the women to acknowledge the desire to be Taken In Hand (not taken for a fool), and the men to admit to wanting what society vehemently claims they must not (a testosterone powered relationship). We are vulnerable enough in our rather retrospective relational requirements as it is. Why add insult to the very people with whom we have the most to gain? I'd prefer to sing praises for the opposite sex, especially those willing and able to come to terms with their own psyches.

Some men are good drivers. Some women are good drivers. See men drive. Drive men, drive. Woman can drive. Drive women, drive. Okay, that's how it sounds to these particular ears when the competence of females in general is denigrated. That isn't my definition of Taken In Hand (though I will try very hard to respect you if it's yours). It just seems silly. Some people don't want to drive. Doesn't mean they couldn't, just means they don’t' want to. Perhaps that fits well in the relationships of some Taken In Hand couples.

I just conceded to a firm request from my husband not to do an activity which I would very much like to try. After listening to his reasons and finding them sound, I decided I'd allow him to guide me, and I'd willingly follow. He didn't have to insult me. We respectfully made our feelings known to one another. He appreciates that I bend to his will on important things. I appreciate that he cares. If driving had been the activity in question, his judgment would take a back seat to mine. I drive. Not even my big strong man can take away my right to do so.

In England, the public transportation system is far more comprehensive than here in the US. It's easier not to drive when trains and busses are everywhere and affordable. Here in the US, especially remote locales such as the sprawling ranch land I call home, it's almost essential that everyone who's able knows how to drive.

Cultural differences create scenarios that may seem totally foreign and subsequently unacceptable.

I think I’m beginning to lose the plot here. What I really want to say is that there are some really terrific differences between the two sexes that can make for some memorable exchanges. I just think we all stand a far better chance of engaging in some of those delightful encounters if we focus on the positive nature of our differences, rather than trying to insult one another. I guess I get the feeling that when a person attempts to raise themselves up by stepping on someone else, both parties lose.

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