Ever felt just down right twitchy? Itchy? Froggy? Foolishly brave?
Well, I was there. Now things have gone just really well with The Man and I. He has been busy but has made sure that things have run smoothly at the house. Well, Lord... I can only take so much "peace" until I need to playfully poke the bear.
It's one of the things I love about us. We love to play and wrestle and tease and flirt.. So, yesterday, I was swatting him, or teasing, flashing... Not to mention, he would threaten my bottom and I would teasingly say... "Promises, promises.... NO Delivery.." He would smile and nod.
Well, last night he relegated the children to the other side of the house, and brought out the paddle. Well, he started with his hand. I love our little leather rose paddle. I was spanked, long, intensely, and lovingly. He made sure I understood He was still the Boss.. course I knew that. I just wanted to feel that.
He has instituted something this time home. My mind is so chaotic that he has me stand in the corner for several minutes. It's not punishment. He soothes me, and tells me that he wants me to clear my mind, focus on the moment. We have come a very long way in that he spanks me in "rounds".
The last round, I hear him talking about "Promises, promises, NO delivery..." I couldn't help but giggle. However, giggle time was over. I ended up repeating that line after every swat for "awhile". I am a stubborn soul. I thought I would wait him out till I was "encouraged" to follow directions..
He is gone for training. He just left. Makes me sad. We are losing a week of our time together. He has been simply amazing this time home.