Picking up where my last post left off, my daughter woke up before I could attack my husband, so I spent a bit of time with her and found the cartoons she wanted. Then I headed upstairs to find my man. Nick met me on the stairs, and I shooed him back up to the bedroom.
"What, Babe?" This with some irritation. Said irritation rapidly disappeared when I shoved him down on the bed and relieved him of his pants. I spent the next few minutes with quite a mouthful, until he pulled me up, needing to be inside me. Usually I'm a little uncomfortable on top ("Oh God, my stomach! What do I do with my hands? What if I beat him to death with my monster boobs?"), but it was perfect this time. I gave him a few minutes to recover while I went to the bathroom, then came back out and put my jeans back on.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Puting my pants on."
"Why?"
I reached on top of the armoir and pulled down......Jokari! (Hey, I'm not stupid - I did put my pants back on).
"Because, I'd like you to do something for me."
He got an evil grin on his face and took the paddle. Word of advice...even if I'd had 50 pairs of pants on, after the spanking I'd had, that thing hurt!
Fortunately, he was perceptive enough to realize that my fantasies hadn't taken into account the remarkable tenderness of my butt, and he took off my pants and switched to his hand. Mmmmmm! So different from the night before. WEG. Spanking led to other play and more spanking, and before long at all I was screaming into my pillow.
All in all, not a bad weekend. WEG
Monday, August 29, 2005
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Realigned
Well, I sit here with a very sore bottom and a much healed heart. Last night was difficult, but it was exactly what I needed. Original plans included taking care of this on Thursday, but time got away from us, and I asked if it could be postponed until Friday. Nick graciously agreed.
Friday, I went after work to the hospital to see a good friend who's just had a baby. It had been ages since we'd had any time together, and before I knew it, I'd been there talking until 11 PM! Fortunately, Nick wasn't mad about it. I think he understood that I wasn't trying to postpone my spanking any further, and he encourages me in my friendship with this particular person. She was my very best friend when I was a bit younger, but various factors poisoned that relationship. There was a lot of hurt for a lot of years. Finally, a few months ago, I got up the nerve to write her a long letter. Since then, we've been cautiously trying to rebuild our friendship.
Anyway, it came down to yesterday being judgment day. He ordered me upstairs, and after about 15 minutes of getting our daughter occupied in a far part of the house with the TV turned up loud, he turned me over on my stomach on the bed, pulled down my shorts and panties, and started spanking me. He alternated between using his hand and a hairbrush, and it wasn't long before, despite my strongest resolve, I was kicking and wiggling and generally making it harder on myself. I started crying early on, but he was firm and spanked until my head was where it needed to be, which took some time. This was one of the few spankings where I couldn't begin to guess how many I got.
After the spanking was over, he held me while I cried - and I cried for a very long time. My tears were for much more than my blistered bottom, though there were plenty for that. But being spanked until I was crying opened the floodgates on some emotional issues I'd not had time or ability to deal with - things like losing out on that promotion, and my still fragile relationship with the friend I visited Friday.
All in all, it was exactly what I needed from him.
And this morning, I want more - of a different kind! Usually we make love after a punishment, but due to our daughter, there wasn't the opportunity last night. Soooo....I'm very horny.
I'm off to wake up my husband!
Friday, I went after work to the hospital to see a good friend who's just had a baby. It had been ages since we'd had any time together, and before I knew it, I'd been there talking until 11 PM! Fortunately, Nick wasn't mad about it. I think he understood that I wasn't trying to postpone my spanking any further, and he encourages me in my friendship with this particular person. She was my very best friend when I was a bit younger, but various factors poisoned that relationship. There was a lot of hurt for a lot of years. Finally, a few months ago, I got up the nerve to write her a long letter. Since then, we've been cautiously trying to rebuild our friendship.
Anyway, it came down to yesterday being judgment day. He ordered me upstairs, and after about 15 minutes of getting our daughter occupied in a far part of the house with the TV turned up loud, he turned me over on my stomach on the bed, pulled down my shorts and panties, and started spanking me. He alternated between using his hand and a hairbrush, and it wasn't long before, despite my strongest resolve, I was kicking and wiggling and generally making it harder on myself. I started crying early on, but he was firm and spanked until my head was where it needed to be, which took some time. This was one of the few spankings where I couldn't begin to guess how many I got.
After the spanking was over, he held me while I cried - and I cried for a very long time. My tears were for much more than my blistered bottom, though there were plenty for that. But being spanked until I was crying opened the floodgates on some emotional issues I'd not had time or ability to deal with - things like losing out on that promotion, and my still fragile relationship with the friend I visited Friday.
All in all, it was exactly what I needed from him.
And this morning, I want more - of a different kind! Usually we make love after a punishment, but due to our daughter, there wasn't the opportunity last night. Soooo....I'm very horny.
I'm off to wake up my husband!
Monday, August 22, 2005
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Sunday, August 21, 2005
Off Kilter...
I'm sorry recent posts have been so much fluff lately. I'll be honest. I'm having a hard time getting focused on anything lately. Life has been pretty much spanking free for a few weeks, and I really, really need one. Here's the thing: I even have one coming, but it just hasn't happened in the last couple of weeks for whatever reason.
This is the hard part of DD for me - the part where it becomes obvious to me that I need, crave even, an experience that by definition is painful and unpleasant. It's hard for me to admit to myself, let alone Nick, that something in my heart is out of whack and needs to be reset this way. It's easier for me if I do something that obviously has to be dealt with and he takes the initiative. In a way, it takes off the pressure to own up to this need. And I know that that's not necessarily fair to him. But right now I'm dealing with massive change and disappointment in several areas of my life, and I just don't have the strength to voice this to him.
I need it long and hard and painful and taking me out of my ability to control the experience. And I can't come out and ask for that.
This is the hard part of DD for me - the part where it becomes obvious to me that I need, crave even, an experience that by definition is painful and unpleasant. It's hard for me to admit to myself, let alone Nick, that something in my heart is out of whack and needs to be reset this way. It's easier for me if I do something that obviously has to be dealt with and he takes the initiative. In a way, it takes off the pressure to own up to this need. And I know that that's not necessarily fair to him. But right now I'm dealing with massive change and disappointment in several areas of my life, and I just don't have the strength to voice this to him.
I need it long and hard and painful and taking me out of my ability to control the experience. And I can't come out and ask for that.
Saturday, August 20, 2005
Unexpected Freedom
Well, my baby has gotten through her first two days of school. And exceedingly well, I must say. She's honestly loved it, had a ton of fun, and been pretty well behaved. I took the last two days off from work because my 10-7 shift doesn't start until Monday, and I didn't want to be working until midnight her first two days.
My mom is the bookkeeper for the school she's attending, so she's picked her up on her way in to work the last couple of days. This has left me in the strange position of dealing with neither work nor childcare for a solid 8 hours at a time. It was weird. I went for a walk. I did some badly needed cleaning. I went grocery shopping. And nobody was waiting at home for me. It was a curious type of liberation I've not had in over seven years. Even before our wedding day, Nick and I kept track of each other - not out of obsession - just out of infatuation.
I wouldn't want to live my life this way - no one to answer to, consider, keep track of, come home to. But it was nice to enjoy the freedom for a couple of days.
My mom is the bookkeeper for the school she's attending, so she's picked her up on her way in to work the last couple of days. This has left me in the strange position of dealing with neither work nor childcare for a solid 8 hours at a time. It was weird. I went for a walk. I did some badly needed cleaning. I went grocery shopping. And nobody was waiting at home for me. It was a curious type of liberation I've not had in over seven years. Even before our wedding day, Nick and I kept track of each other - not out of obsession - just out of infatuation.
I wouldn't want to live my life this way - no one to answer to, consider, keep track of, come home to. But it was nice to enjoy the freedom for a couple of days.
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Links!
How, how, how did I ever miss Poiesia for this long? Well, I've remedied it now, and I've also added My Reality.
PS: Pop over to Poiesia and check out the gorgeous puzzle she put up. I'm inspired to dig through my vast collection of artwork and make another one too!
PS: Pop over to Poiesia and check out the gorgeous puzzle she put up. I'm inspired to dig through my vast collection of artwork and make another one too!
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
And one last thing...
Okay, this is the LAST time I'll refer to not getting the job. Of course I can't show them what I really think of their decision. But don't I wish... 
Thanks to A Taste of the Birch for the cartoon!
Thanks to A Taste of the Birch for the cartoon!
One Door Closed...
Well, I didn't get the job. Worse, my friend (who I'll call Alyce) didn't get it either. If it wasn't going to be me, I wanted it to be her, and she felt the same way. This was really hard for me for several reasons, the first one being that I just really wanted it. I'm qualified, and I would really have been good in the position.
The second reason it's hard is because of the person who did get it. It went to the girl who trained me when I started with the company. That might seem like it would be easier, but the fact is, this person is just not qualified. She really didn't do a good job training my class back then, and she doesn't do a good job in general servicing accounts now. I personally, well before this job opened up, took numerous calls dealing with accounts she had made considerable errors on. And I'm not the only one. Several others I talked to at the time shared similar experiences. The thing is, you can't just go to your boss and say, "You can't give it to her! She's a screw-up!" Also, several years ago, she left the company to go work for a competitor for four months. When she came back, they restored all of her seniority, vacation, sick time, rate of pay, etc.
If Alyce had gotten the job, I would be able to say, "Fine, I wish it had been me, but she'll do a good job, and they made a good choice." But I just don't think this person is right for it. She doesn't have good people skills, she's not loyal to the company, and she's not thorough in her work - all of which is necessary for a training position. The immediate supervisor of myself and Alyce is absolutely outraged, and he basically came out and said that they'd made a mistake. He seems to think that will be obvious pretty soon.
Either way, it was a decision that hurt, but I know that there is a reason that God closed this door. Something better is out there for both Alyce and me, and we both honestly believe that. My boss told me that my presentation and interview were fantastic, and that it was truly a tough decision. I know that what I gave them was good, great even. Maybe the person they chose just said the right things. But, at least my name is out there, and they know what I can do. Our department is growing incredibly rapidly, and there will be other opportunities.
The second reason it's hard is because of the person who did get it. It went to the girl who trained me when I started with the company. That might seem like it would be easier, but the fact is, this person is just not qualified. She really didn't do a good job training my class back then, and she doesn't do a good job in general servicing accounts now. I personally, well before this job opened up, took numerous calls dealing with accounts she had made considerable errors on. And I'm not the only one. Several others I talked to at the time shared similar experiences. The thing is, you can't just go to your boss and say, "You can't give it to her! She's a screw-up!" Also, several years ago, she left the company to go work for a competitor for four months. When she came back, they restored all of her seniority, vacation, sick time, rate of pay, etc.
If Alyce had gotten the job, I would be able to say, "Fine, I wish it had been me, but she'll do a good job, and they made a good choice." But I just don't think this person is right for it. She doesn't have good people skills, she's not loyal to the company, and she's not thorough in her work - all of which is necessary for a training position. The immediate supervisor of myself and Alyce is absolutely outraged, and he basically came out and said that they'd made a mistake. He seems to think that will be obvious pretty soon.
Either way, it was a decision that hurt, but I know that there is a reason that God closed this door. Something better is out there for both Alyce and me, and we both honestly believe that. My boss told me that my presentation and interview were fantastic, and that it was truly a tough decision. I know that what I gave them was good, great even. Maybe the person they chose just said the right things. But, at least my name is out there, and they know what I can do. Our department is growing incredibly rapidly, and there will be other opportunities.
Monday, August 15, 2005
How far can you stretch?
Hi guys. I'm sorry I've been so quiet the last week. Things on the job front have been very stressful. As I mentioned before, I'm trying for a training position at work, and today is supposed to be Decision Day.
There were about 15 other people up for this job. To be perfectly honest, I was only really worried about 2 of them. One is my very best friend at work, a girl I've known for 20 years. The other is the girl who trained me when I started at the company. Well, I finally got to interview last Wednesday. I thought it went pretty well, although I was still nervous. I was told they'd probably have a decision by Friday. Then when I went in on Thursday, one of the three bosses making the decision informed me that it had been narrowed down to 4 people - me, the 2 people I was worried about from the start, and a girl I really hadn't considered even being qualified. Then she told me that each of us had to prepare written training guidelines for a new product the bank has and, the next day, spend 10 minutes "training" all three of them (the bosses).
Well, that was Friday, and I think I did well there too, but I just can't tell. On our way home from church last night, Nick and I passed another church with a marquis reading "Worry not about tomorrow, for God is already there." It was such an apt message, and I'm trying to hold onto it. I believe very firmly in God, and I know that He has a plan here, be it for this job or another down the road. Imperfectly, I'm still nervous and worried.
I'm afraid I've neglected both my house and my DD forum ever since I found out about this opportunity, and for that I'm sorry. (The first, Nick intends to insure at the first opportunity.)
Beyond the stress on the job front, our little girl starts school this Thursday. She's only four, and I never wanted to send her this early, but we don't have any other options. My mom is no longer in good enough health to watch her. Her grade will be K4, so it's really more like daycare, and my mom works at the school she'll be attending. She's excited about going, and I think she'll do really well.
But she's my BABY!
There were about 15 other people up for this job. To be perfectly honest, I was only really worried about 2 of them. One is my very best friend at work, a girl I've known for 20 years. The other is the girl who trained me when I started at the company. Well, I finally got to interview last Wednesday. I thought it went pretty well, although I was still nervous. I was told they'd probably have a decision by Friday. Then when I went in on Thursday, one of the three bosses making the decision informed me that it had been narrowed down to 4 people - me, the 2 people I was worried about from the start, and a girl I really hadn't considered even being qualified. Then she told me that each of us had to prepare written training guidelines for a new product the bank has and, the next day, spend 10 minutes "training" all three of them (the bosses).
Well, that was Friday, and I think I did well there too, but I just can't tell. On our way home from church last night, Nick and I passed another church with a marquis reading "Worry not about tomorrow, for God is already there." It was such an apt message, and I'm trying to hold onto it. I believe very firmly in God, and I know that He has a plan here, be it for this job or another down the road. Imperfectly, I'm still nervous and worried.
I'm afraid I've neglected both my house and my DD forum ever since I found out about this opportunity, and for that I'm sorry. (The first, Nick intends to insure at the first opportunity.)
Beyond the stress on the job front, our little girl starts school this Thursday. She's only four, and I never wanted to send her this early, but we don't have any other options. My mom is no longer in good enough health to watch her. Her grade will be K4, so it's really more like daycare, and my mom works at the school she'll be attending. She's excited about going, and I think she'll do really well.
But she's my BABY!
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
The pure submissive...
I got these from http://ladycalliah.blogspot.com/. A pretty good fit, I think. WEG
| Good work! You scored 53% Dirty! |
| Keep it up and you just may be a dirty little sexual dynamo in no time. |
My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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| Link: The Another Damn Purity Test written by KateTheTank on OkCupid Free Online Dating |
| The submissive one You scored 48 |
| Based on these results, we can see that you're submissive. You dont sacrifice your own desires for your partner, but you certainly put your partner's needs before your own, and you are relatively obedient. |
My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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| Link: The Are you Dominant or submissive Test written by nahemah on OkCupid Free Online Dating |
Monday, August 08, 2005
Sorry for the lapse...
Sorry for the lapse in posting, everyone. This week has been really busy and stressful. As I mentioned in an earlier post, I'm trying for a new position at work, and that has had me on pins and needles. The interviews finally started last week, and I was fully expecting them to get to me on Friday. My wonderful mom came over that morning with $100 and orders to go buy myself a nice job interview type outfit. While I went shopping, she babysat and did some cleaning for me. (Yep, I've got a great mom, for all that we sometimes drive each other crazy.)
Well, I'm a great shopper, so for the $100 (well, plus six of my own) I got a great pair of well cut black pants, a nice professional shirt, a matching bra and pair of panties, a gorgeous pair of heels, and a pair of jeans!
Then I went to work to find out that the rest of the interviews would be held over till this week. AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!
All of this, plus increased call volume at work (due to the beginning of the month and causing the delay of the interviews) has left me incredibly stressed out.
Tonight, Nick took care of that in a very wonderful way. We got our little one involved with cartoons, and he started off with a full body massage with Victoria's Sectret Strawberries and Champagne Massage Oil (not from eBay - that's the only picture I could find of it online). He then proceeded to lick it off of certain, aham, tasty locations. After a bit of that, he stopped and put me over his knee ("where you belong," he said). Now if I do say so myself, I definitely earned a good girl spanking by embarking unasked upon a successful mission to get ALL of the laundry done last week, and this one certainly fell into that category. WEG. One thing I have to say though - the massage oil definitely spreads the sting! After thoroughly warming my bottom, he brought me to a very happy place, then pulled me to my knees and joined me there. Mmmmmm!
Hopefully, the job interview will be tomorrow, and they're supposed to make their decision by the end of the week. Keep me in your prayers!
Well, I'm a great shopper, so for the $100 (well, plus six of my own) I got a great pair of well cut black pants, a nice professional shirt, a matching bra and pair of panties, a gorgeous pair of heels, and a pair of jeans!
Then I went to work to find out that the rest of the interviews would be held over till this week. AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!
All of this, plus increased call volume at work (due to the beginning of the month and causing the delay of the interviews) has left me incredibly stressed out.
Tonight, Nick took care of that in a very wonderful way. We got our little one involved with cartoons, and he started off with a full body massage with Victoria's Sectret Strawberries and Champagne Massage Oil (not from eBay - that's the only picture I could find of it online). He then proceeded to lick it off of certain, aham, tasty locations. After a bit of that, he stopped and put me over his knee ("where you belong," he said). Now if I do say so myself, I definitely earned a good girl spanking by embarking unasked upon a successful mission to get ALL of the laundry done last week, and this one certainly fell into that category. WEG. One thing I have to say though - the massage oil definitely spreads the sting! After thoroughly warming my bottom, he brought me to a very happy place, then pulled me to my knees and joined me there. Mmmmmm!
Hopefully, the job interview will be tomorrow, and they're supposed to make their decision by the end of the week. Keep me in your prayers!
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
A Big Thank You!
Ian at The London Tanners was kind enough to put up a link to me here, and I'm happy to return the favor. I've listed a few spanking implement resources on the right. Thanks, Ian!
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