Waiting for it.
Filled with dread, anticipation, trepidation...
It's something I have yet to really experience, with MM.
Almost every time, we've... gotten right to it.
Whether at home, or in a dungeon, within moments of me getting my clothes off, I was getting whacked.
She picked up a clue from my blog, because yesterday, She told me to go to my room, get the waffle paddle, and wait for Her.
I sat on the bed, with the paddle next to me...
And the feeling of anticipation was delicious. (I hate that paddle, by the way, but She likes it, because of the designs it leaves on me.
(WHY do I hate that paddle? It hurts like hell, but that's not the issue; but rather, She often draws blood with it, which causes Her to stop the activity.)
Yesterday afternoon, when She came in, She told me to 'go to the bathroom'.
When I came back, She said, "Take off your clothes."
Would I have felt ...differently, if She had said, "Go to the bathroom, come back, and strip for a beating."
Maybe...
Other thoughts I've had (and I'm borrowing this one from a story in Ma'am Magazine) :
I am just leaving for work.
She says, "When you get home, do what you need to do, feed the animals, take a shower.... but by 8:30, you must be in naked, in your room, bent over your bed, with the (paddle-cane-tawse) next to you, ready for me to come in, pick it up, and blister your bottom."
.....How terrible would THAT be, to think about all night?
Or, at whatever time I get to sleep in the morning....
She picks up (whatever implement) and says, "Make sure you're awake at 5. I want to start beating you with this at 5:15, and it will be very bad for you if you are late."
Or, home from work.... I take care of chores, take a shower... go in Her bedroom to say 'Good morning.'
She says, "You left the toilet seat up, when you left, last night."
"I am sorry, MM."
"A reminder is in order. Go to your room, and get the cane. Then go to the living room, and kneel on the footstool, face down, ass up. I'll be in there after I've peed and had some coffee."
Or,
a night off...at home.
We talked about watching tv in my room.
Then, She goes and sits down at Her computer.
After a bit, I walk in to Her room, frowning.
"What's wrong?"
"I thought we were going to watch tv, and I'm tired of waiting."
"You're TIRED OF WAITING? Let me teach you a lesson about waiting. Strip naked.... and stand, facing the corner, right THERE. WHEN I am done here, we will have a little talk about having patience, while I'm paddling your bottom. Then, IF I'm done with you, maybe we will watch tv."
Or
a day spent running errands and shopping... with a munch to go to at 7:30.....
"What time is it," She asks.
"Um, just after 3."
"Okay.... at 6, be naked, face down, flat on your bed. I'm going to strap your bottom, then we can get dressed, and go."
or,
Saturday night, going to sleep....
"Set your alarm for 8, make sure you get up. You need to feed the animals, and take a shower. Then, I want you in here by 9:00, naked and bent over the bed for a paddling. THEN, we'll get dressed and go to church."
or, after a day of doing whatever, then home for the evening....
"I want you naked, the rest of the evening. I'll be making dinner, later. Sometime after that, you're getting twenty cane strokes."
or... anytime, sometime, at home....
"I want to give you a beating. Go to your room, strip naked, bend over the bed, and wait for me. I'll be there when I'm ready."
Enough for now, gotta get back to work.
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