As you know our life is not much of a DD one, more a gentle TTWD version, with a bit less firm strictness and a lot more fun spanking, so today's post , while not a surprise to anyone in this world perhaps is a bit less expected from me.
I have had a naughty week. During a just because you need it and I am happy to give it spanking at the weekend I let slip a teeny tiny bit of name calling. The fun took a bit of a turn to the dark side, a few more implements joined the party ( wooden ones :( ) and I was a bit tender and a lot sorry for the rest of the day.
Later on that night when Hubby was at work I sent him a text which in hindsight ( Okay I knew at the time I was writing it) was a
Scarlet in the face and frantically shushing him, I tried to change the subject. He is not one for talking about ttwd, let alone in public so I was stunned into silence as he carried on his tirade for a minute or two. This no doubt was his aim.
Our day continued and whilst I didn't worry unduly I will admit it was on my mind off and on. And this is where it all fell apart because when we got home NOTHING happened. I think really he was too tired and I was too sheepish to say anything but then the wait began.
Now I am as brave as the next girl, and can and do ask for a spanking when I WANT one. However I didn't want this one so I kept my mouth firmly shut, a feat in itself in this house I can tell you. I waited and waited. That night Son Number 2 stayed over (at my invitation and hubby raised his eyebrows at this as he knew exactly why I had issued the invite), so the wait continued.
Next morning nothing was said and I was getting just a bit miffed by now, how could he make me wait this long? How unfair? I don't expect instant action but in my mind this was veering into the dreaded inconsistency. I tentatively hinted and just got "I haven't forgotten."
The whole day passed and in the evening I could feel myself huffing and puffing, distancing myself. I do not usually do this as we are very close, I am very chatty and can talk to him above anyone else and about anything. I just got crosser and crosser inside myself ( even I am not stupid enough to be angry at him when a spanking is already on the cards). I went off to bed instead.
This morning I knew I was not going to wait any longer no matter what I had to do to provoke him so I started pouting , just a bit, almost as soon as my eyes were open and he said he knew what was wrong with me but he just hadn't felt like it last night ,he was too tired!!!!!!!
I tried to explain nicely that I felt that he was being inconsistent.
" I know I am, but " he said, " I am doing this thing my way, I am not leaping to your bidding , you will do as you are told and if I say wait, then you will have to wait. Just because you want my attention all the time you can't have every minute."
Now to be fair to him I do get his attention pretty much all the time he is here. We do as much as we can together. I do not want for anything from him and I was just being petulant.
Obviously by now I was otb and he who struggles with the lecture suddenly found his voice.
Spanking away he brought up the
damn blinking text message and I now know his thoughts on that very clearly. :((
Moving on to implements, he pursued his theme of my petulance and pouting for a while. I was at this point still moaning about his inconsistency. Once I am on a roll, my mouth just seems to take on a life of it's own.
" I don't care if I am inconsistent," he said. " I am what I am, I am trying and you are going to learn that if you want me to be in charge I an going to do it my way . Doesn't matter how petulant you are ( that was definitely word of the morning) you are not going to get away with it. I will deal with you and your behaviour in my own time"
I now hate the leather paddle as much as the wooden one. He says for someone who likes spanking there are a lot of implements I hate!!
I am now sitting on a tender rear end again :(
What I have learn't though, is not to send dodgy texts, to lose the attitude, to wait patiently as he will get there in his own time. His inconsistency isn't really that, what it is, is life getting in the way, He can't help being tired, he works hard and maybe I should try pampering him a bit more and not being such a
pain in the ......
Oh well, normal service is resumed over here in the Rose household. I am going to be good for a bit (hopefully) as my posterior could do with a break and so I think could my patient husband.
I am sorry babe, Love you always.