I managed to get into a bit of trouble this week, and when Master asked what was the problem...i really had no answer....so He asked if the dog had eaten my homework....i was willing to blame the dog, but He was not buying it.
Things have been going along pretty well, i had been shining that submissive halo of mine....when mid-week i started to get that 'antsy' feeling. The one where...the more you try to ignore it, the louder the voices get. I actually debated with them on Wednesday, about asking Master for a mid-week tune up, so to speak, but decided i could just handle this on my own.
See the halo lose it's shine....
Thursday morning , i did not send Master a good morning text...honestly i cannot remember the last time that happened. Yes, i was 'poking' Him....trying to ask without really having to ask....if that makes any sense to any of you. I had plans with a friend for most of the day, and Master never mentioned the missing text. Yes, i should know by now, there would be a price to pay, He was just giving me more rope.
Then this morning, we were talking and i replied to something He wanted me to do with an...OK. Silence...then an..."pardon me, what did you say?". I quickly corrected myself...He said better....but you will pay for that. Then the icing on the cake, i forgot to call at lunch. In my defense, which i tried to explain to Master, we had talked shortly before lunch, and we had settled on plans. I also did honestly tell Him, i never even thought of it until He mentioned it.
At that point, i finally regained my senses, and suggested to Master we have a re-start to the day...and said Good Morning Sir...He replied with a good morning....and an, I will see you soon...the dog ate too much homework!
So....I had shopped for some new very lacy undies and had put them away for a special occasion. This was not a special occasion, but it might help me out a bit. He did really like them....but....
I am kneeling, naked, Master is concentrating on my breast...with lots of pinching and pulling. I am trying to concentrate on His words, He is asking what happened this week, to cause me to be so off. I expalined about Wednesday, but did not want to ask for more....a very hard pinch followed. Asking for what i need is something He wants, and in this case would have prevented what was going to happen next. Our Fun Friday...was not going to be so much fun for me.
I am over His lap, and He starts in with the maintenance paddle, telling me this is my warm-up. No hand warm-up, but He is going lighter with the paddle than He usually does.
He then asks me if i know why i am going to be paddled....i do, ...for all of the above.
He starts in with a long, hard set. He stops, i say that was a long set....He agrees, says it was 50. Since obviously Monday's maintenance was not enough, today was double maintenance day. He tells me to ask for the next 50, i just cannot get the words out, so He just starts paddling.
After that 50, He asks if i would like a break. Yes Sir, comes flying out of mouth. He tells me to kneel between His legs. I am doing my best to try and take His mind off that paddle, when He tells me, when i am done with His cock i had better be ready to ask for the next 100...and it needs to be sincere. The paddling and my being between His legs, has changed my mind set, finally. I apologize for my 'forgetfulness', and ask Him to spank me hard so that the next time i think i should go it alone, i remeber there is no reason to, I have a loving Master who would love to help me. He accepts my apology and my request.
I am back over His lap, for two more sets fo 50, by the last set i am ouching very loudly and the tears are filling my eyes. He is finally done, is rubbing a bit, telling me how hot my bottom feels, while we chat about this week, and what i..we..could have done differently. Master then tells me, He is not done....He wants me to remember this spanking, so i am told to get up, and bend over, bottom up, head down...He is going to cane my bottom.
Honestly, i have no idea how many. A couple sets of 12....maybe, maybe more than that.
Yes they all hurt like the dickens, but i was in a much more accepting place. He stops and asks if i have had enough, or do i need more. I assure Him i have had enough. He sits and i snuggle into Him as close as i can get. Usually after a punishment there are no permissions, but Master decides that today can be different....it is supposed to be fun Friday. Permissions are soon needed, He pulls me into Him, and i have that wonderful feeling of my world being set right, once again.
Have a great weekend all...