Worked 00:29 to 05:52
My 1 am associate called OUT ..at 1:45.
So I was alone, to no great detriment.
OUT to get gas.
Home 6:40
Fed all
Unlocked gate
Undressed, woke up Merry.
Went to the kitchen.
Back in BR1
With me FDAU she 'only' applied 20 whacks with the Zombie Killer paddle.
Not sure if she wasn't feeling well, or she didn't want to further bruise my bottom, with an eye towards filming this weekend.
She returned to the kitchen, so I took some selfies.
MDM gf hot pockets, rice, chips.
Watched TRMS - Wed.
8:00 sleep
10:00 up for p & s
awake from 1400 to 1600, due to texts from Matt (realtor) and Luis (credit broker).
At 17:25, Merry came in, mad that I had not printed her Negotiations forms in the format she wanted.
It SOUNDED to me, like she was calling me an idiot for not checking it, making sure it was formatted right.
I was furious, inside me.
1740 UP
Pills n a/s
Toilet, showered, dressed ALL the way, not just underwear.
Made coffee.
She looked at me, "Is it because there's too many people around?"
Which included two of her sons, and a friend of theirs, but they were in the garage anyway.
"No, it's because I'm furious."
"I understand."
I kissed her good bye
Out 6:15
Work 19:28
IN 19:31
I reprinted the Negotiations.
And the Credit Brokers contract
Replied to Matthew about viewing a possible rental, on Saturday.
Sent an email to Woody.
Merry sent me an email of apology for her behavior, earlier.
I accepted it, and I feel better now.
And kinda regret not getting a before-work spanking. Oh well.
Tomorrow morning:
8:30 Post Office, then Walmart at 0900 for her prescription,
then Chase for my payroll, then drop off house payment check at His bank, then WF to deposit my money.
....sigh... No rest for the wicked.
Lunch out 00:00
at work
Watched OZ 4:10, 11
Called Merry for a wakeup.
She fell back asleep, and did not get rolling from the house til 5:55.
OUT 6:41.
Car 6:47
I'd dropped at least one hint recently that I was about ready to get back into 'play'
She suggested doing 'something' once we got home... if I was in the mood, and not angry about her being so late.
I said, I'll decide when we get home.
7:34 home.
..Fed the dogs and cats.
She put together MDM (chicken n rice) in a bowl in the microwave, ready to heat up.
She asked, "Can I go back to bed now?"
I said, "I'm thinking, I'll change clothes, and ...meet you in the other bedroom?" ... wanting a bedroom less occupied by, well, cats.
"Sure," she said.
I changed to long sleep top, briefs, pajama bottom, and went to the other bedroom.
She was ready...wearing her winter coat over her long sleeve footy jammies... damn, it's been cold in our house this winter.
She pointed at the bed...with the long bath brush in her hand, and said, "FDAU."
I took down, and off, my bottoms and briefs, and got on the bed, face down and ass up.
She stood behind me, and said, "Count."
One swat landed on my left cheek and I moaned, "One..." then another swat on my right cheeks, and I moaned, "Two."
"No, that's ONE," she corrected.
So, as matching swats landing on each cheek, I counted off, TWO..THREE...FOUR...
as I winced and grunted in some pain.
She stopped at twenty, and fetched a baby wipe, and wiped down my cheeks, as she likes the color that it brings out on my buttocks.
Then she said, "Count," and applied another fifteen swats to each cheeks.
"Done for now," she said, putting away the brush.
I stretched out, flat, prone face down on the bed, gasping and resting.
She picked up the leather tawse, and applied two strokes to my bottom.
"I didn't want you to forget the taste of leather," she said, chuckling, and put the tawse away. "Can I go back to bed now?"
"Um, sure," I said, getting up to dress, on very weak legs.
She steadied me and grinned. "Got a little subspace going there?"
"A little," I said, smiling.
Once I stabilized myself, and dressed, she went into our bedroom to get under the covers, and I went to the kitchen, to put together MDM.
Then I went to BR1, grabbed the remote, and we watched "TRMS" from Tuesday night.
She fell asleep during.
0900, sleep for me.
10:30 awake, to pee, get some candy.
13:00 awakened by barking dogs, as Merry had been outside, dealing with a car-windshield-replacer.
...So, pee, and warmed up a couple tortillas.
Back to sleep.
17:15 up and moving, while Merry was sound asleep.
I sent a text to DB, to check on my coming schedule.
He replied that I was working tonight.... and Sunday night.
Showered...dressed....
Merry got up and dressed....
1815 three of us in car.
1917 At work.
Very quiet night...all the work 'out'.
Some morning add ons that just came in, but easy enough to quickly outsource.
So, I spent most of the evening posting tumblr blogs, mostly of screen caps taken from our numerous video clips.
And, I read a blog entry that Merry had posted, earlier in the afternoon.
She wrote, in so many words, that she did not enjoy the morning session, so much as she just wanted to go back to sleep.
Well....
Left work, 6:32.
Home, 7:13.
I let Donna out, fed two dogs and four cats.
Merry was still asleep.
I stripped down, and took a long shower, dried, and went to join Her in the bedroom.
After a minute, She woke up, and we talked.
Then She asked, "Wanna spanking?"
I said, "IF you insist."
We prepared ourselves for OTB-OHL. (On the bed, over Her lap), and She pulled out the church paddle, and in sets of twenty and ten, smacked my buttocks 130 times with it.
I thanked Her properly with oral service.
She said, She was too tired for 'sex', and judging by the lack of reaction on my part, down below, I reckoned, I was, too.
She wanted to go back to sleep, and I got up to fix MDM.
I opened a can of beef stew, chopped up some onion, and heated it up, topped it with crumbled tortilla chips.
I went back into the bedroom, and ate, while watching "Suits". To sleep, around 10:00.
13:15 up to pee, and move into the cooler BR1.
My alarm went off, 1730.
I sat up, and She walked in. "Wanna spanking?"
"Well, that's one way to wake up," I said.
She grinned, "Then, FDAU."
I took down'n'off my Bali Skimp Skamp briefs, and got myself face down and ass up on the bed.
She pulled out the Bonebreaker paddle ...
And began whacking the low curves, where my buttocks met my thighs ie the sit spots .... which hurt like ... something that hurts a whole lot ...
She said, Her intention was to give me something to remind me to think about Her while at work.
Ha.
Showered, dressed, mixed up some iced coffee.
She was sitting at the desk, gave Her a kiss good-bye, but it was Sunshine I was kissing.
In my car, 18:02.
Had to stop for a quick ten bucks of gas.
At work 19:00.
Dispatch SW was about to leave as I walked in early, as his allergies were giving him lotsa grief.
My usual co-worker, KW, had switched shifts, so I was working with EJ, which was a bummer, as he does a minimum of work. Very slow to answer the phone or a radio.
Fortunately, a very quiet night. At least EJ did a.m. set up, and he was there to look at any adds or changes that came in.
I still had to do PM setup for the next day, which I think is better anyway, as I know when the drivers clear tonight, so I know the best time to start 'em tomorrow.
A very quiet night....
s l S 239 H
s l O 239 H
s l F/me 6 H
s l F/Her 6 H
UNl 132 H
s H l DO 16 H
s l Ci 265 D
Glu-free 25 D
s H l D 212 H
s l P or M 4 D
So, while I'm thinking about it...
I was looking at ...um... er... some stuff on the internet, and I saw a couple images that sparked my imagination, meaning,
positions of possible interest for future scenes.
Besides a separate post I wrote that talks about using a coffee table for a prone-bench, I want to try to remember these ideas:
Her, sitting on the edge of the bed (in BR1); me kneeling on Her right side, my knees on a stool, so I'm higher off the ground, then my torso over Her thighs...
and
Getting one of the squarish coffee tables out, clearing the top of it, and me laying over the top of it, such that my hands are on the floor.
Testing is suggested ... by me.
