Things have been quite quiet since arriving home from our lovely Mediterranean Jaunt. We are back to work and caring for the oldies, all of whom didn't miss us one little bit I might add! I have only had one spanking since holiday and that was more due to the stress of homecoming than my general naughtiness so all has been well in our teeny corner of the English countryside.
Yesterday I was a little bit, shall we say, testy or maybe temperamental, or even downright annoying. At least in my husband's (he who is always right) opinion that is. I suppose I knew that I would not get away with my wonderful attitude for ever but gosh you would think I could have lasted a bit longer without retribution than a measly couple of days. I truly thought he was too busy too notice my mutterings and sneaky gestures and general cheekiness.
This morning over breakfast, I informed hubby that I was going to run some errands for my mum and step-mum and he very calmly answered
Not yet you're not. We are busy
No we're not, what are you talking about?
Funny girl, you know exactly what we are doing. Are you showering first or after? Your choice but you better get moving.
Silenced, I slunk off to the shower. When I arrived in the bedroom, he wasn't in evidence but he had laid on the bed his chosen implements, a leather paddle, our new toy ( show ya later) purchased on a giggly whim in a tourist shop on holiday, and the bleeping wooden paddle :((
This is where I made a teeny weeny mistake
I hid the paddle
I pottered about and hubby appeared, saying nothing about the mystery of the missing implement, although he couldn't have failed to miss it as it his favourite. I just got the the usual orders to get into position.
I obediently leant over those lovely pillows he had so kindly placed at the end of our bed and awaited my fate.
I see the paddle has done a disappearing act, no problems, I think the crop (nasty, black, stingy, always leaves marks) is about due an airing.
I do hate that thing and it very rarely comes out so finally the penny dropped, I was really in for it.
Okay wife, why are you here this morning? (accompanied by a few, far to hard to be starting off with, smacks)
Because you are mean? ( See how my mouth just runs away with itself)
smack ,smack, smack. Try again babe. Wallop
Okay okay, ouch ow. I was a little bit mouthy, maybe a bit cheeky.. Ow ow ouch
A bit? Too much of everything I reckon, too many gestures, too much cheek, too much attitude.
Also and I believe you made this a rule to help you to remember. You forgot to turn the heating off AGAIN.
The spanking continued, for a while, with much wriggling and jiggling and kicking ( got a nasty mark on my leg from the new implement cos of those kicks :((( )
Do you think you could refrain from the attitude and the smart remarks, do you think this will help. I hope so. No more smart mouth!!
What happened to freedom of speech? OUCH No No, not the crop .God that hurts......
Freedom of speech, he laughed, laughed I am telling you. Never heard of it, especially in this house.
Can I change my mind about ttwd. because my a** is really hurting and you are annoying me. (Still squirming, was this spanking ever going to end?).
Not a chance my sweet. You brought this dd malarkey to me and here it stays. Love you babe.
Oh, well can you stop for today, I am really really sorry. I will turn the heating off, I will be good. love you too. Please please.........
Eventually after a lot of spanking, a little cropping (Sorry I don't know the technical term) and a bit of giggling with the don't know what, I was suitably repentant and hubby was appeased :)
Gosh it's lovely afterwards. I love him, he loves me. I don't want to stop dd ever, he doesn't either.
We are getting the hang of it. Generally I wish he was stricter, it's the lecturing I need, he wishes I was naughtier ( no chance for a while, I am rather tender at the minute), so plod on we will.
Now as I mentioned earlier our new implement. Whilst on holiday in a little Italian souvenir shop look what we spotted at exactly the same time. It was wooden kitchen implement shaped like a little long paddle. it is very cheerful, painted with lemons. Hubby took a picture of it resting on my rosy cheeks but as you can see I refused to inflict that picture on you so here is the innocent thing all on it's own.
I doubt very much if it will last long as it is fairly flimsy. I have no idea what it is actually for but it came with a tea towel so it is kitchen orientated . Any ideas?
I hope everyone in Blogland is well and happy. Hope you all have a good week.
P.S. Mick has finally blogged if you are interested. About time too sir. x