Introductory Discipline(s) - Part I

On my wedding day I arrived home from the manicure to find my father and Jake together saying they wanted to talk to me alone. We went into my parents room the three of us sat talking. My father explained he had summoned Jake to give us a little talk about the practical aspects of marriage. He told us keeping an LDD lifestyle wouldn't be easy, that we would often be tempted to give it up but that would be less felt as time went by. He also advised us to keep it at a low profile so people wouldn't think us crazy. He always believed a person's personal life should be kept private and that a couple's business had no interest to the others, even to their own children. He warned Jake he hadn't spanked since I was a child (which was true) and that I wasn't used to it, so he had to be careful and have patience.
He then told me to open a drawer and fetch everything it had inside. I brought a loopy johnny, a wooden paddle with holes in it, a large thick wooden ruler and a cane. He took of his belt and asked me to kneel before him.
He explained us he would show Jake what he considered being the best way to spank a woman.
I was then put over his knee and he started spanking me with his hand. While he was doing this he told Jake that he thought I might need Maintenance Discipline. He warned him about all the safety issues he should be careful with and that this was not meant to be a form of violence and that no permanent damage should be done. He then assured me that if Jake ever does me any permanent harm I should go back to his house and that he would have to deal with him. I think he wanted to let very clear he didn't condone with violence or with anything that might put my health in any kind of risk.
My father and Jake kept talking while I changed position and my father gave 15 swats with each implement (except for the cane which he didn'd used as he thought it unnecessary). As I tried to resist he held me tight and kept me still (at some times with Jake's help). As I yelled and cursed he explained me my role was to keep quiet and accept my punishment in a lady like manner. I shouldn't yell, talk, curse or insult. I should answer when asked but not ask or complain. He told I shouldn't focus on the pain itself, but instead use the pain to focus on my behaviour (or misbehaviour). He told us both it would be very good if I cried when punished, but he warned us that might take some time to happen.
Later that day, I got married to my wonderful husband in a beautiful cerimony that was everything I had dreamt of and more.
And this was my first introductory discipline, a quite strange one since it was given by my father but that's the best way I can call it since my husband was present. It was an introduction for both of us.

While helping me get dressed my mother told in more details how I should behave and keep a polite posture while being punished and told me I should always thank Jake for any punishing as she did with my father. She told she thought this gratitude she felt for my father to have been the basis that kept thair marriage solid for so many years.