Finding Comfort

It is strange,  the things that I find comfort in.  Comfort, security and the knowledge that I am loved.  

At night, I find comfort in Dragon cupping my sex in his hand.   Not fondling or playing, just holding.  It is something no one else on this earth can do.  Just him.  

I also take comfort from dd.   Knowing that he is on top of things.   Knowing that he is in control and says the final word makes my world a better place.  And when things just don't feel right, a good, clear the air spanking brings things back into balance.  Sometimes it takes a good old fashioned punishment to really do the trick.  

Yes,  I just admitted that I find punishment comforting.   I feel fear before it begins, shame that I have forced him to treat me like a child, and humiliated.   We both find the entire process a bit embarrassing.   Not sure why.  We have been dd for years now and spankos for even longer.   The punishment itself is miserable for both of us but the reward comes after.

He is in his proper place.  The head of our family.   I know he loves me enough to make sure that I am doing my very best.    Even though my bottom stings and my face is just as red as my bottom,  I feel comforted.   In his arms, crying,  I know that all is right in the world.  

I thanked Dragon today for stepping up.   I have been sick lately and he has been there the entire time.  Extra rest, small tasks and taking care of me.   He hasn't had a reason to punish and he will do everything he can to avoid it while I am hurting.   But I know that he will do what needs to be done.  

And that is comforting.