Wednesday, November 23, 2011

P is for what?


This blog is brought to you today by the letter P and the letter M.


Yes, I messed up.  I messed up in a very big way and dropped the F bomb.  I received a little mercy.  I didn’t get the punishment I dearly deserved.  You know the story.


Saturday, I knew the punishment had to happen but it was a very busy day.   Between sports activities there was no time for us.  When we finally got home we both fell in bed with no pillow talk.


Sunday, I admitted to him that I needed that punishment.  The guilt was eating away at my heart.  We slept late and had a lot of pillow talk before we got the kids out of bed.  He knew I was struggling.  He knew I needed the P that should have happened and planned to deliver it latter in the day.  Latter Sunday didn’t happen, asthma did.


Monday.  Work, late night game, huge fire in a neighboring city.  No time for P and when there was, we were both tired and I had another asthma attack.


Tuesday, even with grocery shopping after practice, we were home earlier than usual.  A quick and easy supper was fixed.  I read, a family tradition this time of the year.  I was expecting P as in punishment but it turned into pampering.

I walked into the bedroom and heard the water running in the tub.  The scent of lavender and chamomile filled the room.  BUBBLE BATH! ! ! !   I soaked and relaxed.  As the water was cooling I shaved my legs.  Easier done in the bath than the shower.  When I was ready for bed, I crawled in beside Dragon.


He gathered the floggers and told me to take off my shirt.  I rearranged the pillows and positioned myself for a long flogging.   The tails felt like leather rain.  Heaven at first.  Gentile, relaxing.  I almost went to sleep.  Then he brought out the one I call “Snake.”  That thing is wicked.  It BITES.  As in, it has a wicked sting.  Thankfully, he didn’t use it very long.


When he put snake down I thought he was done.  I was beyond relaxed and ready to sleep the night away.  No such luck.  He pulled my panties down and picked up one of our many paddles.  No idea which one.  I can usually tell which one he is using but not last night.


At first it was just a series of gentile taps.  He drummed out a tune on my backside.  Slowly the swats got harder until I felt him throw his leg across mine.  If you think that is a bad sign, you are absolutely right.  He held me down and told me to burry my head in the pillow.  The paddle fell again and again.  It hurt so bad.  I kept trying to get away but his leg held me firmly in place.

I asked, “was that a Punishment?


No, those were memory swats.


What are memory swats?


Swats that you will remember tomorrow.


Oh.


Vocabulary lesson learned.


P is for Pampered wife and for punishment.    But… Not at the same time


M is not for maintenance.  It is for Memory swats.


Yep, I remember them this morning.  My sore backside won’t let me forget.

9 comments:

  1. Glad to hear the asthma is a bit better.. Not sure about the rest.. LOL I can't imagine punishment, not yet anyways, although I will say "H" has been extra swatty lately with my behind.

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  2. Memory swats...that's actually kind of brilliant!

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  3. Emi, your husband is a spanko! ! !

    Susie, I don't think it is brilliant! I think it is wowchy. But he does know what I need.

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  4. Quite liking the sound of 'memory' swats too actually :)
    And Emi - Give it time lol! I totally second what DR says about H :)

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  5. Ha Dee, you like the idea because it wasn't your backside. LOL. Those were some tuff swats to take.

    Dragon is stepping things up for the Holidays. I always have a hard time this time of year. He is determined to "help" Not sure I like the sound of that.

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  6. Interesting Alphabet you have! I'm glad your heart feels better! Sara

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  7. Sara, don't encourage him. He may just finish with the rest of the letters. Eeeekkkk.

    A-attitude
    B-bossy
    C....

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  8. Today is brought to you by the Letter B (Bubble Bath) and the Letter R (relax) and the Number 2 (My rose will figure that one out later)

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  9. I don't know when I will get to the point of "asking" for it....Glad things got worked out

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