It finally happened! Friday night J. came home from work early… like he suddenly announced he was leaving work (on IM) and I was like “Oh, I should go shower then huh?”
I was naked when he got home. He decided that meant it was a good time for a spanking. Damn it’s amazing what a month of no spankings does! How come his hand didn’t soften up and get more sensitive?
That’s right. He just started in on spanking, swinging his arm as hard as he could. Well, it felt that way anyways. I was a little very much surprised…. and a tiny bit happy but sure as hell not gonna admit it! That spanking hurt and I bet I ouched and squirmed and whimpered way more than is normal.
Then you wouldn’t believe what happened next! (Actually you can guess based on the title of this post!) Yup. He decided I was going to get my birthday spanking. Now?! Now?! I whined and moaned. He insisted. He said I’d have to count every swat. Every swat. (I couldn’t count by twos, I asked.) If I missed a swat, it would mean starting over.
<insert more whining and moaning>
And counting. And a few gasps. And lots and lots and lots of swats with the paddle. Well, actually 30 swats exactly. He was nice to me. I said it wasn’t as bad as I remembered it to be. But, still. And I was glad he was nice to me. If he’d like 30 swats of the paddle go… in… well… whatever you want to call that… I’d have been crying I think.
So it took over a month, but, it happened.
Oh yes. This was before we went out to dinner… the sort of dinner that’s nice and relaxed and not about just getting dinner over with and going back home. It was also celebration for me getting accepted for grad school starting next semester. (I feel it necessary to point out grad school is the same school I’m at now and I’d probably have to leave out paperwork to not get admitted… but, anyways.) Regardless of anything, everything, etc, it’s still recognition of sorts.
Yay! I got two spankings this weekend. Oh, I haven’t told you about the other one yet! *grin* On a somewhat related note, it must be hard to spank someone while applying the hitachi to said person. Or at least J. seemed to have a little bit of issue. (thank god!)