Before I left for my trip, Dragon decided that Sunday was maintenance day. A stiff, not very fun spanking to reaffirm our roles and ensure my submission. It didn't take him long to add a Wednesday session and morning swats with the belt. (Remember when I couldn't even take one swat with the belt? Now I get 5 every morning)
I don't usually cry with any kind of spanking but these were harder than even my worst punishment before. I think he has finally figured out that my bottom won't break. And that he won't damage my mind by busting my backside.
We are slowly getting back on track. Wednesday we had a stiff session and today it is time for another one. Why? Because we both need it.
I am going to take it one step further. Dragon gave me a pass for cussing since our last session. He gave me a firm lecture and let the issue drop. I haven't been able to let it go. It is time to confess. The thought makes my stomach twist. The confusing part is that it makes my panties damp too.
Dragon needs to know that the guilt didn't go away. He needs to know that I have been lying by omission. Not telling him when I slip.
Wednesday, Dragon tied my hands to keep them out of the way and hold me in position. Mind blown. No dodging swats. No rubbing or grabbing at the paddle. I wonder if that is going to be the new normal. We shall see.
Dragon may take care of the confession with just the regular maintenance. One purpose of the spanking is to get rid of the guilt left over from the week. He may decide to make it a full punishment because I lied to him. I guess I'll find out soon.
He likes to make sure I am hydrated before a spanking. Dragon wants my skin to stay healthy. Faster healing and a lower chance of leather butt. Two bottles of water and a Gatorade before he gets home from work. He makes sure I am good and hydrated. Now I know what all this loss of privacy is about. No hiding from Dragon. Not anymore.
Time to get ready. He will be home from work soon.