Thank you all for all the support, hugs and prayers. They help.
Master told me today that i had challenged Him. I was not sure what He meant. He explained.....when i hung up on Him, and yes it was a deliberate hang up....it was something that had never happened before...and that He NEVER wants to happen again. He felt that it deserved a new punishment, not a basement visit or a hard spanking....something more memorable. I will admit, i listened to all of this with a bit of trepidation....He can be very creative. He had been thinking about it for over a week.
We started of course, with my naked kneeling, it has been a while. He slowly reclaimed every part of me, reminding me that no matter what is happening, no matter how long between spankings, no matter what.....all of me is His. He takes care of and protects what is His, He has me 'covered', always. He then tells me the quickest He knows to get me into my submissive mind set, is to have me suck His cock. He is , of course right, and it has been to long since i have enjoyed the taste of Him.
He then has me rise and tells me that since i used my hands to 'disconnect' us....my hands will be punished. He is looking for the short strap, but cannot find it so He decides to use His belt. He tells me i am to hold my hands open for Him and not pull them away....He will give me 6 on each hand....if i pull a hand away, He will add two more. Now, i have had my hand strapped, maybe twice, and only one smack and each time i pulled them away. I tell Him i don't think i can do this....He tells me i do not have a choice, so i will do it.
He has me stand in front of Him and hold out my hands, He will alternate hands. He says it is my choice, but shutting my eyes might help me to not to pull my hands away. I think that is a good suggestion, so i decide to shut them. He tells me to get ready, and He touches the hand that He is going to begin with, a smack..and OUCH and shake my hand out, and immediately start telling Him i did not take it away. He tells me to calm, shaking is allowed, i just cannot try to hide my hands....oh...and i have to thank Him for each one before He continues.
I know He is not swinging as hard as He could, but it does HURT.....and it takes me a while to get to the Thank You Sir part. After the fourth one, my phone rings. Master tells me to go check, and if it is family to answer it. It is my sister....my mom is settled in, is happy to be out of the hospital, and looks a little better today. The doctors are planning a meeting next week. I finish my chat, thank Master for stopping, He smiles and says...of course. Then, immediately tells me to get back in position. That kind/meany dichotomy is such a turn on...but getting the balance right is tricky. (think that will be a future post.).
He asks how many more we have to go....4 on each hand. It takes a while but we finally are finished. He asks it that is something i want repeated......and reminds me that repeating a punishment means He did not do a good enough job the first time.....I assure Him, i have lost any urge i might have had to ever hang up on Him again....Much to my surprise, my hands do not look red, they feel a little warm, but that is all...
It is time for me to relax over Master's lap. He is using His hands to spank, rub, massage.....i am soon limp, and headed for a place of total relaxation. Just as i think i could take a nap, I feel the coolness of wood. Master asks if had forgotten about maintenance. He says He will take it easy on my and not give me the weeks we have missed, just this week's.
It has been a while, so it does not take me long to get very vocal. He finally finishes and 'checks' to see if i was complaining too much...He thinks i was...what a surprise.
It does not take long before i am begging for a permission...it has been a long time before i am exploding...again...and again...and again. Finally i am spent, but smiling, and so content. We chat quietly, Master reminding me that no matter what i am to run towards Him, not away. Those are words i used to hear often, and it took me a while to understand them. I not longer run away, but sometimes do 'run in place', and not to Him. I am to lean on Him, it is one way to please Him. to serve Him, it is what He wants.
I then get to sit on Master's lap, and snuggle in.....He cradles me, tells me i am safe and He will take care of me, and that i am where i belong.