just F M L
A three-car order no-show at LAX at 01:30 ...
A little peace and quiet until 0300, when the phones would not stop.
I was booking three new SUVs for tonight, and changing 3 SUVS for the next day, when Merry called, and I had to tell Her, "not now."
A silly problem in Houston, when a px called to apologize for getting in a hotel car instead of 'our car'
A booker calling, wondering why the car for her boss was cancelled... (same as the above problem, it was cancelled because the boss was riding in the same car as an associate)...
The dispatcher in Atlanta called wanting to discuss the general fuck up from Monday morning...
Many chauffeurs calling in...
Fx News agent calling in, new order in Chapel Hill for 1230
Our BOS affiliate, calling about a rep for fucking-Oct 28th.
The CBS booker-bulldog, first call to see if her guest was picked up, then called again, to see if he made it to the studio...
Rez-agent FINALLY rolled in, 515. Before that, I was JUMPING every time the phone rang.
OUt 6:39
On the way home, I kept thinkin', I'm gonna quit the job or ask for a shift change.
Home 7.17
Inside, I let Donna out... fed dogs and cats... went into the bedroom. Merry was asleep... I asked twice if She was gonna wake up, as we were to discuss "Tuesday Morning Tease"
After telling Her just where my stress level was , and how tired I was from lack of sleep yesterday, She said, She's game, but did I want to?
Well, we've done two of the five possible scenes, and the three remaining just weren't grabbing me, so I declined.
I stripped ... showered.... dressed skimpily...
Came back to the bedroom and offered Her oral service 'before I eat and get too tired' and She accepted ....
Back to the kitchen to prep MDM ... crumbled meat loaf mixed with rice... and back to the bedroom with Cookie on my heels.
We watched "Major Crimes".
At the end of the episode there was a cemetery-funeral scene, and
.... I just started bawling.
She held me while I cried, until I was spent.
She told me, sometimes, some things will set a person off, and in time, I will get over it.
Sleep, 0945.
I felt Her get up around 14:00, enough to wake me, and realize of course I needed to pee, and it had become quite warm in the bedroom, and so I moved into BR2.
I slept there until 16:00, and was aroused by morning wood within my chastity device.
I got up, went to the kitchen, and got a cup with cold water, to deep the whole thing into, until it went down.
Back to sleep ...
Around 1730, She came into the bedroom, and began bouncing up and down on me, with Her top off (it's usually been off, around the house, anyway, during the summer) and put my hands to Her bountiful breasts (usually off limits to me) until She had enough and got offa me.
I got up, and got ready for work, minus the shower this time.
A couple in-chastity pix...
Went out to move my car away from the no-parking restricted area for Wednesday..
Back in, kissed Her goodbye and out to Her car.
Went back inside to get my phone that I had left in the bathroom.
Back in car 18:46.
Traffic oo-kay for a Tuesday, and at work 19:30.
With not much to speak of, to do.
End of a quiet night. Had to farm out some more rides we could not cover. Took in a new order for Kate Beckinsale with 2 hours notice. Made a few calls... one affiliate took the order, then rejected it, once he saw the notation about 'cigarette smoker'. Another affiliate took it, then almost kicked it back, saying the driver she had in mind might not finish a prior job in time... but ...he did. End of drama.
Otherwise, quiet night.
s l Sx 71 H
s l Or 71 H
Fun/me 32 H
Fun/Her 32 H
Lock 58 H
her DO 16 H
last CI 258 D
Glut-free 18 D
Her date 34 H
last P or M 13+ D
Getting ready for work:
So what can go wrong on such a low-volume day/night?
Well..with the low-quality team of reservations agents we have, way too much of THIS:
An order in TURIN ITALY. Unconfirmed by the affiliate, until they are sure they can cover it. Ride is for 1440 (940 here); they said, they would know by 0900 (0000 here).
That one is not the rez-agent's fault. Short notice from the booker, looking for a miracle. The booker was told, we would know after 00;00 here. The booker STILL called twice before that, "Know anything yet?" The first time, she got my low-quality dispatch partner, who almost told her, "yes no problem" but good thing I was listening and able to say, HOLD ON.
Well, the affiliate called one minute before the booker called the 2nd time, saying "Got it covered."
Meanwhile there was a bus job in Malta Ridge, NY. Look it up.
Rez was looked at by a half dozen rez agents, who should have noticed it was rejected by the affiliate via our electronic system transponet, so at 2200 here...0100 Eastern, two of our manager types are scrambling for a bus at 0700 in ... that place in NY.
at 0030, it got left on me, to either call company A at 0200, to see if he found a driver, or call the client, or call company B.
Well, company A called me to say, driver had been found; might be a little late, no more than an hour...much better than never. I called the client at 0500 local, and told 'em we'd be there after 7 but before 8.
THEN at 0330, Big Chuck called me from CDG (that's the big airport in Paris) looking for HIS Viano.
A ride that we had booked for the 28th. Which was a no show. And nothing done about it. IT was a TWO Viano order.
Scramble, scramble.
The affiliate said, "Well, one hour."
Big Chuck said, "I'm taking Uber. But we need the 2nd Viano at CDG for my partner, at 2:30.
Well, no problem to that, anyway.
I AM ... too old for this shit.
Merry called...shortly after 0400, to say, She had fallen asleep in the easy chair (Easy to do, trust me) and was NOW going to bed.
Continued the shitstorm this night has been:
0500, Client calls from Woods Hole MA, looking for his 0730 pickup. I called affiliate who said, "I got that as cancelled."
FML. Just FML.
"BUt, I'll make calls, see if I can get him picked up."
I relayed this to the Px, who said, "No, can't wait, I'll take a cab."
About an 80 mile ride from there to Boston Logan.
First rez-agent came in 0510.
AM dispatch, 0513.
I hung around until 6:55, then out
Drove past home to more southern LB, to have a smog test redone on the car.
Still arrived nearly 30 minutes before they opened, so I found a Mickey Dee's that, for the cost of a small cup of coffee, I could perform a long urination.
Then I moved on to wait at the mechanic's shop.
He was in the process of opening, while I was parked on the street, and when he saw me, he waved me in to the yard.
After a few minutes of doing his opening duties, he went to look at the car ...
And I composed an email to Merry while holding my breath about the car.
The car DID pass, and I headed home, arriving at 8:52.
She has already fed the big and small dog (Donna and Cookie) and I fed the three cats, that I had to fight off in the kitchen.
I told Merry, briefly, about my crap of a morning at work, and I sat, or reclined on the bed, mentally debating bothering to get something to eat, or just try to go to sleep immediately.
She said, "Stop grinding your teeth, and bring me the holy paddle."
That was ... pretty much what I was hoping for.
I fetched the small paddle, with seven holes in it, from the still packed dungeon-toy-bag, and handed it to Her and took down n off my white mid thigh boxer briefs, and got up on the bed, and over her lap, my crotch and groin kind of between Her slightly spread legs, and after a bit of a warm up, applied the paddle in a rat a tat a tat fashion to each of my buttocks, back and forth.
Then told me to get up, sit up, and straddle and sit on Her lap, facing Her.
I did, and we kissed a little.
Then I slipped down for a 'dive in the bushes' which She terminated after 3.4 seconds.
Dunno if She wasn't in the mood, or was worried that 1. the bedroom door was open and 2. maybe Babyman would get up out of BR2 and, well, walk in.
AT any rate, I got up, put the briefs back on lest Babyman see me OH GOSH! and found some rice cakes and carrot pieces to snack on... which I did, while we watched the season..SERIES...finale of "Nurse Jackie".
1030...going to sleep.
1200 UP for p & s. (peanut butter M&Ms, left over in the dungeon bag).
Back to sleep.
Awake 15:30. HOT and dogs BARKING BARKING BARKING
She was out.... taking Babyman to Ksr, and home, and getting new tags for the car, I think....
And I wanted to go get a kitchen knife and start slashing doggy throats.
However, just closing the bedroom door helped some.
Until CJs dog starting barking, right outside our patio door.
ERRGH
Merry came home and stuck Her head in to say hello, 17:30.
I got up at 17;50.
Showered, dressed, put my contact lenses IN (after taking them out, Early Sunday morning)..
IN passing, She said, "Let's plan on , tomorrow, doing a lock up, either when you get home, or before you go to sleep...."
I was not happy to be awake. I was grumpy. I did not take it very well. Fact is, I can't think of anything I would take very well, in that mood. But at least I had the presence of mind to recognize my mood, and said, "Let's talk about this tomorrow."
Packed up, kissed Her, goodbye, and out...
Car 1828 and at work 1912.
A reasonably quite night at work... that got interesting only because my ex-coworker, MT, sent me a text, "How goes?" around 2200, and from there, we swapped texts back and forth until 2300.
Meanwhile, I found a site for a RNG..and I sent the link to Merry, so She could learn to conjure up random numbers...should the need ever arise.
H sl S 45
H sl O 45
D sl F4Me 1/2
D sl F4Her 1/2
D UN 91 1/2
D sHl O 1/2
D sl Ci 215
D G-F 40 1/3
D sHl D 5 1/2
D sl PorM 2
First pic below: caught wearing Mom's panties, and spanked.
AN enduring fantasy of mine, for sure.
Yes, I'v have been spanked while wearing panties, by both man AND woman.
I would LOVE to do a roleplay, about being caught by Merry wearing 'her' panties....
Below, one of 'woodspoone's personal pix.
He long wrote one of my most favoritest femdom-spanking blogs... which at some point, Blogger deleted. He started it again on Wordpress, but didn't really stick with it.
But he DID start posting multiple film clips on SpankingTube.
I love the comic strip, so I think the below is hilarious.
