My relief..at work...came in late...which meant, I left work later than usual....and with my commute, every five minutes later I leave seems to add 10% to the traffic I encounter.
Well, I made it home, and only fell asleep at the wheel three times on the way.
Not really, but it felt like it.
On the way home...there was still...something about Her 'rules' posting... that still had me annoyed....
When I arrived home, I sent Her a text, "Home, exhausted, want to feed animals, eat, sleep."
She replied, "Okay, but I still want to see you."
I went in, and went about my jobs, and shortly, She got up and dressed and came out of Her room to say 'hello' etc.
She told me about this high-school crush that She has agreed to mentor...calling Her at 2 a.m.....but She didn't answer, and he left a message.
And She told me about finally having sex with R...after a long dry spell... at 5 this morning. (Did I need to know about that?)
I put together my dinner, and went to my room to eat and watch ComicBookMen, while She talked on the phone with aforementioned high-school crush.
She managed to only interrupt me twice during the half hour program.
Once it was over, and I was done, thinking it would then be a good time to go to sleep, She came in, got on the bed with me... and soon enough, we were WinKing.
It was good enough for Her, and She said, if I wasn't about to finish, She needed to get up to pee.
I withdrew, and She got up to do so.
She returned, showing no inclination to let my try and finish.
Instead, She brought out the long cane, told me FDAU, and used it on my backside, then had me turn over, and whacked the front of my thighs with it.
There may be some casual readers of this who don't understand our dynamic.
..and may think the beatings I write about, so casually, seem ...severe, perhaps.
Well, it's like this:
I am a 'heavy bottom'. It takes a LOT to 'get a rise' out of me.
Merry likes to ...see the marks She puts on my body, and She likes to see my reaction.... whether facial, or body language, or changes in breathing... when I feel it... and She likes to give me what I want...
And for anything much less than what She gives me, I could 'yawn' through.
If She's not hitting hard enough to mark me, I'm not feeling it (DEPENDS ON WHERE! This new small paddle applied to my inner thighs is quite effective, and only stays red a little while...)
If She's not hitting in sensitive areas.... (thighs, front and back, mons pubis...) I'm probably not feeling it.
And the point is...for me to FEEL it.
Moving on....
Then She allowed me to go to sleep, about 1030...1045.
I may have gotten up once, to pee...and perhaps, have another piece of chocolate pie...
Don't remember much else, other than Her coming in, sometime in the afternoon, and getting in to bed on the left side.
Up with my alarm, 5pm.
She told me, She spent a good part of the afternoon with one of Her sons in a hospital emergency room.
Then She told me to hurry up with a shower, and lock myself up.
I asked, if She wanted me in all - plastic, and She said, yes, as She might not unlock me before our next trip.
I went and returned.... naked with a CB6000 on my cock, and found a different security lock, as the one I had taken with me was dysfunctional...and put it on, and had Her tug on it to test it.
It worked fine, and She took a picture ..of the number.... then She rolled to Her left, reached into the drawer next to where She usually slept, and said, "FDAU."
I got on the bed, face down ass up, and She beat my buttocks with a couple of paddles.
Then She had me turn around...and beat my inner thighs with a small paddle.
If I wasn't locked up right now, I'd have an erection, just writing about it.
Then She had me give oral service to Her pussy, for all of.... 20 seconds.
And She told me to get dressed, and get going to work.
In my car 1830, and still didn't get to work until 19:45. Crap....
Easy night at work....(so far, I add, since it's not over yet)
I did not hear from Her AT ALL, as She went out to meet a friend....
Well... one text said, 'I'm home now...'
And a second text: "going to bed..."
H s L O 38
H s L A 14
H s L B 6
Hr UN then L 268 / 7
So... referring back to yesterdays post "Whiskey Tango Foxtrot" in which I expressed myself as being ...unhappy? or having mixed emotions....about House Rules that She posted......
With one, I took issue with the wording.... as written, I have a choice as to whether or not I come to Her room in the morning after work.
Well, we verbally clarified that, by saying, She would PREFER I do come see Her (and wake Her up) each morning ...following the protocol stated in the Rules.
The other one that did not set well with me was :
"Shilo will always be naked (socks optional) for beatings, discipline and/or punishment."
I've been naked for every beating at home since.... way back when, so why did this, in writing, strike such a bad chord within me?
I think..maybe...it was the usage of the words "discipline and/or punishment"
In all our time together, we have not ever called this sadomasochistic dance that we do "punishment" or "discipline".
One time, She emailed me, saying, "I need to schedule a beating...."
...which actually led to the first time She came to my apartment, and gave me one.
Elsewise, when we got together, we knew what it was for. We did not talk about 'punishment' or 'discipline' or even 'funishment' or 'play'.
If the words 'discipline and/or punishment' were omitted from that rule, I would have had no problem with it.
She has said, time and again, that She does not 'like to punish' , and within our dynamic, I have no idea where 'discipline' fits in.
She HAS punished me, twice. Both punishments were well-deserved, by me. The first one involved a beating on my thighs, extreme even by our standards; the second one, no impact punishment at all. I don't have a desire to have an encore of either session, which is ... the point of punishment.
On the other hand, if She were to tell me, "Get ready for discipline <in your bedroom><in the bedroom><In the back yard>..." which would mean to me, go to whatever place She mentioned, and strip naked, and be ready for whatever She's about to do to me... it would have a chilling effect on me, and NOT an undesired effect.
So, it would be ...interesting... for me, to have Her start using the word 'discipline'.
Typically, if I'm on or in bed, wearing naught but briefs, She will say, "Stand up and drop 'em" or "Take those off" ... prior to a beating.
Now, if I could encourage Her to say something like, "Get ready for discipline" or "Prepare for discipline" or "Discipline at 18:00"... along with "First position" or "FDAU" or "Second position" or .... "Over my lap" .....
Regarding our latest chastity dynamic:
She said... when I am NOT locked up, it is my husband's right to 'claim' sex from Her, whenever I want. (Okay, 'whenever' is a bit strong, but let's assume I would not claim sex at a time She is sick in bed, or behind a closed door to Her room, fucking R.)
And that, it is Her right as Wife and Mistress to claim sex from me, "whenever".
However, when I am locked up.... I cannot claim sex. I can 'request' it. NO guarantee of a 'yes' or 'no', but I CAN request to be unlocked ....for sex.
On the other hand, She can choose to unlock me... at any time... for any reason, whether for sex, or tease and/or denial, or just because She wants to look at it... (and even ...to then lock me up again, if that is Her desire).
Right now, I'm locked up as punishment, for masturbating, on 11/10.
Well, 'punishment' doesn't seem like the right word, in that 'punishment' refers to ..some treatment given in response to some misbehavior that the recipient would not want to have repeated.
And, I happen to enjoy chastity.......sometimes...
But then, I also enjoy fucking.
Um, Her, I should hastily add.
I enjoy fucking Her, and She enjoys being fucked by me.
So, this is sort of a punishment (for both of us?) It's also a behavior modification, telling me to keep my hands off it!
So, we shall see how long SHE can hold out ( and leave it on me ) because I will not be asking for a release.
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