or I found it!.....I somehow injured my foot...the top of my foot. I woke up in the middle of the night, and the top of my foot was in extreme pain. It was strange as I had not been a klutz or dropped anything on it. After a couple of hours, I fell asleep, and by Monday morning it was still painful, but much less. As you all know, Master is not shy about pain, but when I am having the not so good pain, He is very cautious. Maintenance was delayed, and I assured Him I would take it easy, and if it got worse, would let Him know and seek medical help. Luckily laying low, helped, and by Wednesday morning I was much better.
I gave Master the good news, and said I would practice walking around the house to see how my foot fared. And I then spent the rest of the day, doing some walking and getting caught up on things....and ignoring Master. Lunch time went by, and I realized I had not sent my lunch time text...and decided it was just one day, did not really matter. Yeah, I know, seems my foot ache, had traveled to my brain and caused a severe brain cramp.
That afternoon, I hear from Master..no update??? no lunch time reminder?? I will see you when I get out of work. My brain recovered fast enough to know the only possible answer was...Yes Sir.
Later that afternoon, after I had reassured Master that my foot was much better, and I was still being careful with it, I am kneeling naked, being reminded that all of me is His...sore foot or not. He informs me that I will be getting my maintenance spanking, that harder play Monday is postponed til the second Monday this month, and that there will be a punishment reminder about keeping close to Him during the day.
I am over His lap, for a much welcomed had warm-up, as He continues to scold me about the lack of communication. I have been away wearing my grandma hat for a couple of weeks, so I am owed one and a half maintenance spankings. We 'pre-paid' part of a maintenance spanking before I left. Six sets of 25 (with some lovely rubbing between each set), and maintenance is over.
Master tells me to get up and present my bottom, I am going to get a caning. It is mostly a reminder, but one I will remember. Master has decided on three sets of 6 on each side...very firm taps. I manage to stay in position, and become more vocal with each set. As soon as the last stripe is applied, I thank Him and am told to show Him.
I am kneeling and sucking, He tells me to rub my stripes on my bottom and continue sucking. I am fairly good at multi-tasking, but this is a bit of a challenge. The sensory over-load is causing quite a reaction, as I am also feeling my wetness, drip down my legs. Master pulls me up and over Him, and we continue to pleasure each other, and then snuggle in for some recovery time.
Hope you all are having a good week...we are thinking of building some arks around here...rain, rain, and more rain.