I need to get busy. Today is for baking and making candy. Yum! But I just had to take a little time to daydream.
I can almost feel Dragon's hands on my body. I can almost hear his voice.
Lay on your tummy... No, up on your knees.
You must be very quiet. The kids are awake. Not one sound. Are you ready?
I can imagine the sting of the paddle and the bite of the belt. There is a hand of ginger in the refrigerator. Would he be sadistic enough to use it Christmas day?
Of course he would. After another warning to be silent, I can imagine him gently placing the shaped finger of ginger deep inside my body.
Wow how that stuff burns.
And now my imagination goes crazy! What next? More impact? Or would he take me while the ginger sets my body on fire? Hmmmm.
Will Dragon be to tired to play tomorrow? I may just have to brat to get a spanking. Slam a few doors?
Yes, I am starting to get just a little desperate for his touch. Nothing else will work. Just him. No substitutes. My poor hitachi can't scratch this itch.