Mrs PB in Her own words
After my husband left me with two kids to raise, I looked for another man and I picked a man who was highly attracted to me to be my new husband. After he moved in I became jealous of his influence over my children, so I told him that he was not to exercise any authority over the kids, that was exclusively my job.
The children’s bedtime was eight o’clock but one night they refused to go to bed. The solution I came up with was pretty creative. I told my husband that at eight I would send him to bed first, so the children knew that I was serious, and they went straight to bed after that. This worked so well that I incorporated it into our daily routine. When I wanted the children to do something I first ordered hubby to do it first and then the children always complied.
After two weeks I had my husband, David, in pyjamas right after dinner, in bed at eight, sleeping in his own bedroom. It was impossible to avoid, but I started thinking of David as if he was another child. He had to follow the same rules I set for my kids.
Some nights I would enter David's room to wake him and tell him how much I appreciated his sacrifices and how well behaved the children have become. I would also get him aroused and satisfy him while all the time praising him for being such a good boy. I didn’t start out calling him a ‘boy’ but that happened latter quite accidently.
After six months Sophie turned eight years old so I made her bedtime nine o’clock. But seven year old Peter still had an eight o’clock bedtime. I decided it was best to keep David's bedtime unchanged at eight o’clock.
While I eased up on some of Sophie’s rules I kept Peter’s and David's rules unchanged. David did not mind the arrangement. He could see the good effect it had on the children. I don’t think he wanted to jeopardize our great relationship in bed. All his needs were met, I kept him happy and he saw it as a kind of game that he actually enjoyed.
Things changed a little when Peter turned eight years old. I changed his bedtime to nine o’clock and relaxed some of the rules for him. Then I had to have a talk with David. “David I decided to keep your eight o’clock bedtime and the current rules in place. Providing an example to the children is not so important now but I am afraid to make any changes between you and me. The system we have now is working and I love our life the way it is. So, your bedtime is still eight and all the rules still apply to you.”
From then on, up until now: David is not allowed to have any cash, have a license, drive a car, or to use the phone without supervision. If David needs something, I will buy it for him. He has to do what I tell him and even what the children tell him to do. If my girlfriends come over, he does what they tell him too.
I don’t let David do anything I wouldn’t let a ten year old do. But a ten year old can be very helpful with washing, cleaning, moving furniture, fixing and repairing, . Would you leave a ten year old alone when you go out for the night or would you have a friend over to keep him out of trouble? My girlfriends are fascinated by the arrangement. One gave me a book on dog training but I put that away without even opening it. I don’t need an electric shock collar to control David, thank you very much.
All it takes is loving kindness, enough sex, and habitual conditioning over a few months to get what I want and keep David happy.
The children’s bedtime was eight o’clock but one night they refused to go to bed. The solution I came up with was pretty creative. I told my husband that at eight I would send him to bed first, so the children knew that I was serious, and they went straight to bed after that. This worked so well that I incorporated it into our daily routine. When I wanted the children to do something I first ordered hubby to do it first and then the children always complied.
After two weeks I had my husband, David, in pyjamas right after dinner, in bed at eight, sleeping in his own bedroom. It was impossible to avoid, but I started thinking of David as if he was another child. He had to follow the same rules I set for my kids.
Some nights I would enter David's room to wake him and tell him how much I appreciated his sacrifices and how well behaved the children have become. I would also get him aroused and satisfy him while all the time praising him for being such a good boy. I didn’t start out calling him a ‘boy’ but that happened latter quite accidently.
After six months Sophie turned eight years old so I made her bedtime nine o’clock. But seven year old Peter still had an eight o’clock bedtime. I decided it was best to keep David's bedtime unchanged at eight o’clock.
While I eased up on some of Sophie’s rules I kept Peter’s and David's rules unchanged. David did not mind the arrangement. He could see the good effect it had on the children. I don’t think he wanted to jeopardize our great relationship in bed. All his needs were met, I kept him happy and he saw it as a kind of game that he actually enjoyed.
Things changed a little when Peter turned eight years old. I changed his bedtime to nine o’clock and relaxed some of the rules for him. Then I had to have a talk with David. “David I decided to keep your eight o’clock bedtime and the current rules in place. Providing an example to the children is not so important now but I am afraid to make any changes between you and me. The system we have now is working and I love our life the way it is. So, your bedtime is still eight and all the rules still apply to you.”
From then on, up until now: David is not allowed to have any cash, have a license, drive a car, or to use the phone without supervision. If David needs something, I will buy it for him. He has to do what I tell him and even what the children tell him to do. If my girlfriends come over, he does what they tell him too.
I don’t let David do anything I wouldn’t let a ten year old do. But a ten year old can be very helpful with washing, cleaning, moving furniture, fixing and repairing, . Would you leave a ten year old alone when you go out for the night or would you have a friend over to keep him out of trouble? My girlfriends are fascinated by the arrangement. One gave me a book on dog training but I put that away without even opening it. I don’t need an electric shock collar to control David, thank you very much.
All it takes is loving kindness, enough sex, and habitual conditioning over a few months to get what I want and keep David happy.