Left work 0905, arrived home 1000. She was awake, laying on Her bed.
I stripped in my room, went to Her room, carrying the church paddle, and the empty cigarette box that I finished on the way home.
I put the box on the bed, and said, "You've been right all along. I bought this last Sunday after our ...argument about the chastity device, and finished it on the way home this morning."
She said, "I need to think about this. Go take your shower, and come back."
I took a shower, and came back into the room, naked, carrying briefs.
"Put those on, and get down here."
I lay down, between on my side between Her legs, my head on Her chest, while She was watching "Hearts in Atlantis.""
She said, "You may not give me oral, today, and I want you to put on chastity."
I went to my room, to put on chastity, and I selected the silicon device, which can be obstreperous and three hands would really help.
Sunshine came running in. "Shilo, Shilo, there's a bad man... a bad man...I'm scared..."
I held her while she cried. I finished getting the cage on, and joined her.
It was a rape scene inthe movie that had sent Merry under, and brought out Sunshine.
I laid next to her, and slept, while she finished the movie.
She got up, and composed a document on Her computer, asking my permission to use extreme punishment, until we could get a note added to the document.
I agreed, in some tired haze, not really thinking.
By the time I was waking up, She ha outline the following:
1. That I write a 750 word essay, and post it here and elsewhere, stating just what the hell I was thinking, when I bought and smoked cigarettes, and lied to Her about it.
2. That I show Her what measures I was using to hide the smoking from Her
3. That, when we go to dinner..soon.. at the GC, I allow Her to fill my first plate from the buffet with items of Her choice.
Hmm.
I tried to go to sleep, but my brain would not shut up,
And my crotch was hurting...so I asked permission, which was granted... to change devices... and I changed to the metal Spartacus Deluxe then updated the Scenes and Cards notebook, went through a couple three days' coupons... and fell asleep in my chair, while She went to Her bedroom, and fell asleep.
We kind of woke up when Stitch came home, a bit after 5.
So much for our plan to get going, even arrive, at the GC by 4 or so.
We dressed, got in Her car...and arrived at GC 1815.
She made the first plate for me. Nothing I would ever pick myself at a buffet, but not HORRible.... carrot salad with raisins in it, and open face turkey,potato.gravy sandwich.
Meanwhile HER First course was five or six white-chocolate-dipped strawberries.
I got up, and went filling a plate of what I wanted.
Followed by deserts....
I was ready 1915, 1930, and we left 1940.
Time would be irrelevant, but there was this Chastity LA class that we both knew I wanted to attend, that started at 20:00 at a dungeon near LAX.
And the gas gauge on Her car was showing as close to empty as I care to drive a car.
AND traffic on the W60 was just fuckt. Two lanes closed yada yada yada.
She got off at one one ramp, just to get two bucks worth of gas, to make it to the next gas station for which She has a credit card....
From there, we went to a nearby 7-11, to exchange coupons I had in my possession for a trial brand of e-cigs.
The clerk looed like he was 17, and right off the boat from (India/Pakistan/Bangladesh) and had NO fukkn idea what to do.
We TOLD him what to do with the coupon, and got out of there.
Back into the sucky traffic.
Arrived home, 2130.
Housemates asked, "How was class?"
I growled.
I said ..I was going to bed.
She said, "You're getting Merry One (or Two, I really forget how or when this occurred).
I said, more or less, no... no. We are out of contract, until YOU finally update and finish it, and we sign it.
I am TOO tired, so not tonight.
I went on to bed.
HSlS 40
Hslo 62
HsLD 39
Hr UN 92
H Lk 12
Her DO NO
And,this from Spankbuzz
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Saturday, September 20, 2014
Saturday, April 26, 2014
04.23 Diary
At work, I had time to think about... what a JERK I was, yesterday, and how disrespectful I treated Her, and talked to Her.
On the way home, I thought about it, decided I would admit to it, confess to it, apologize for it, and recommend various possible punishments.
So off work, and in my car 10:00 heading home.
I came up with five assorted punishments, all involving impact play.
As a dedicated Spanko-on-the-receiving-end, it might be 'odd' for me to be thinking of using impact play for punishment, seeing as how I enjoy it so much, but the scenarios I was coming up with, I did not think I would really 'enjoy', at least while in progress.... I might even be left in tears, and most probably have long lasting bruises on my bottom.
She was up and sitting and reading, when I arrived home.
I said a cordial, "Hello" and went about feeding my cats, then entered the living room to talk to Her.
She quickly suggested I pull out the spanking bench <from the corner of the dining room, where we store it when not in use.
I hesitated, as whatever She had in mind would almost certainly be more 'fun' that what I was going to suggest.
But then I said, 'I need to ...talk.'
"Okay."
I admitted to being disrespectful, smart-mouthed, self willed, etc, the day prior. I said, I should be punished for it, and I have some ideas in that regard.
"Let's hear them."
And I told Her. And I won't repeat them here.
Because, She all but blew them off.
which has been an ongoing facet of our relationship. I may be exaggerating, but it seems like, any suggestion I have in regard to our S&M play is met with minimal interest on Her part, and rarely if ever acted upon.
She said, "Um. Let's do this, instead."
She went to my room, and came back with an object, a plastic circular ring that had small bells set on the inside and outside of the ring.
"Get undressed."
I did.
She started to fit the ring around my package, then said, "Have you had a shower, yet?
"No."
"Go, take one."
I did, and dried off, and returned to Her.
She pulled my scrotum through the circle, followed by my penis.
"Now, I want you to prance when you walk, so that I can hear the bells tingling wherever you go. You will wear this all the time when you here at home, or with me, away from home, until I leave on Friday.
Go, stand in the corner."
I went, and stood in the corner in the foyer, such that the front door could hit me in the back when it is opened. I stood with my feet close together, hands and arms straight at my sides, my nose pressed into the corner.
I began reciting to myself such things as 'God is, I am, right here, right now.." and "I release and I let go, let the spirit run my life...'
Until She called out from behind me, "Recite the ABCs."
I did so, in a monotone, "A B C D E..."
I tried going all the way through in one breath, then I tried going through twice on one breath.... must have gone through it a dozen times, when She said, "Now, recite Twinkle Twinkle Little Bat"
"Eh?"
"Twinkle twinkle little bat, how I wonder what you're at, up above the world you fly, like a tea tray in the sky..."
Which I did, a dozen times or so.
Then, She came up close behind me, and started asked me questions from "The Dominant Wive's Handbook".
Then She said, "Okay, turn around. You're done there, get something to eat. Oh, I want the living room floor swept and mopped."
I ate...and sat down in my reclining chair, and took a nap, from, oh, 1515 to 1600.
She woke me up, and told me to follow Her, into the backyard.
I did, and She told me to have a seat in the patio chair.
She put a towel around my neck, and showed me the hair dye that She was about to put in my hair.
"My idea of punishment, is trying to embarrass you. I doubt if it will work...nothing seems to embarrass you, but if you have to go to work, with this red color in your hair, well, we will see."
And She rubbed it in.
Then we went to the bathroom, where I put a stool in the tub to sit on, and She began washing the dye out.
I finished up, and got out and dried off....
And went and gathered broom and swifter....and went about sweeping and mopping the living room floor.
Finished, I asked for Her approval.
She grabbed a paper towel, moistened it, then knelt to the floor, and wiped the towel across it.
The towel picked up some dirt, yet She said, "Okay, much better than it was."
Stitch had been home a little while, and our other boarder had come home.
We dressed and went out to eat.
I misunderstood, thought we were going to HomeBuffet, but was told, no, we're going to SoupPlants.
Fortunately, they are next door to each other.
We ate well, and went home.
I went to my room and watched Fargo and Nurse Jackie while working on my how-to BDSM related notebooks.
She came in to join me.
And told me, no, I did not to wear the jingling cock ring while we slept.
We went lights out around midnight, but I didn't get to sleep until 0100 or so.
Thinking about .... the whole scene, this day...
I felt a burst of passive-aggressive anger within me.
The cock ring ...did not bother me.
The hair dye did not bother me. (Does not bother me)
The corner time ...bothered me....because of the position that She demands. With my feet so close together, it HURTS in my ankles and the tendons from my heels up through the back of my legs.
I don't think this position is meant to hurt.
So, I think it was making me feel ... angry... and I still don't know what to do about it.
HsLS 83
HsLO 374
HsLB 51 1/2
DUN 120
Days U.P. 1/2
Her D.O? No
Did I offer? No
On the way home, I thought about it, decided I would admit to it, confess to it, apologize for it, and recommend various possible punishments.
So off work, and in my car 10:00 heading home.
I came up with five assorted punishments, all involving impact play.
As a dedicated Spanko-on-the-receiving-end, it might be 'odd' for me to be thinking of using impact play for punishment, seeing as how I enjoy it so much, but the scenarios I was coming up with, I did not think I would really 'enjoy', at least while in progress.... I might even be left in tears, and most probably have long lasting bruises on my bottom.
She was up and sitting and reading, when I arrived home.
I said a cordial, "Hello" and went about feeding my cats, then entered the living room to talk to Her.
She quickly suggested I pull out the spanking bench <from the corner of the dining room, where we store it when not in use.
I hesitated, as whatever She had in mind would almost certainly be more 'fun' that what I was going to suggest.
But then I said, 'I need to ...talk.'
"Okay."
I admitted to being disrespectful, smart-mouthed, self willed, etc, the day prior. I said, I should be punished for it, and I have some ideas in that regard.
"Let's hear them."
And I told Her. And I won't repeat them here.
Because, She all but blew them off.
which has been an ongoing facet of our relationship. I may be exaggerating, but it seems like, any suggestion I have in regard to our S&M play is met with minimal interest on Her part, and rarely if ever acted upon.
She said, "Um. Let's do this, instead."
She went to my room, and came back with an object, a plastic circular ring that had small bells set on the inside and outside of the ring.
"Get undressed."
I did.
She started to fit the ring around my package, then said, "Have you had a shower, yet?
"No."
"Go, take one."
I did, and dried off, and returned to Her.
She pulled my scrotum through the circle, followed by my penis.
"Now, I want you to prance when you walk, so that I can hear the bells tingling wherever you go. You will wear this all the time when you here at home, or with me, away from home, until I leave on Friday.
Go, stand in the corner."
I went, and stood in the corner in the foyer, such that the front door could hit me in the back when it is opened. I stood with my feet close together, hands and arms straight at my sides, my nose pressed into the corner.
I began reciting to myself such things as 'God is, I am, right here, right now.." and "I release and I let go, let the spirit run my life...'
Until She called out from behind me, "Recite the ABCs."
I did so, in a monotone, "A B C D E..."
I tried going all the way through in one breath, then I tried going through twice on one breath.... must have gone through it a dozen times, when She said, "Now, recite Twinkle Twinkle Little Bat"
"Eh?"
"Twinkle twinkle little bat, how I wonder what you're at, up above the world you fly, like a tea tray in the sky..."
Which I did, a dozen times or so.
Then, She came up close behind me, and started asked me questions from "The Dominant Wive's Handbook".
Then She said, "Okay, turn around. You're done there, get something to eat. Oh, I want the living room floor swept and mopped."
I ate...and sat down in my reclining chair, and took a nap, from, oh, 1515 to 1600.
She woke me up, and told me to follow Her, into the backyard.
I did, and She told me to have a seat in the patio chair.
She put a towel around my neck, and showed me the hair dye that She was about to put in my hair.
"My idea of punishment, is trying to embarrass you. I doubt if it will work...nothing seems to embarrass you, but if you have to go to work, with this red color in your hair, well, we will see."
And She rubbed it in.
Then we went to the bathroom, where I put a stool in the tub to sit on, and She began washing the dye out.
I finished up, and got out and dried off....
And went and gathered broom and swifter....and went about sweeping and mopping the living room floor.
Finished, I asked for Her approval.
She grabbed a paper towel, moistened it, then knelt to the floor, and wiped the towel across it.
The towel picked up some dirt, yet She said, "Okay, much better than it was."
Stitch had been home a little while, and our other boarder had come home.
We dressed and went out to eat.
I misunderstood, thought we were going to HomeBuffet, but was told, no, we're going to SoupPlants.
Fortunately, they are next door to each other.
We ate well, and went home.
I went to my room and watched Fargo and Nurse Jackie while working on my how-to BDSM related notebooks.
She came in to join me.
And told me, no, I did not to wear the jingling cock ring while we slept.
We went lights out around midnight, but I didn't get to sleep until 0100 or so.
Thinking about .... the whole scene, this day...
I felt a burst of passive-aggressive anger within me.
The cock ring ...did not bother me.
The hair dye did not bother me. (Does not bother me)
The corner time ...bothered me....because of the position that She demands. With my feet so close together, it HURTS in my ankles and the tendons from my heels up through the back of my legs.
I don't think this position is meant to hurt.
So, I think it was making me feel ... angry... and I still don't know what to do about it.
HsLS 83
HsLO 374
HsLB 51 1/2
DUN 120
Days U.P. 1/2
Her D.O? No
Did I offer? No
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