Not just any foolish girl, you know, it would be me i’m talking about.
Last night, Sir said something about making my ass warm and pink, maybe putting some stripes on it. In my heart, i was jumping up and down with enthusiasm. But ~~
~~ instead of saying, “O, yes, Sir, please,”
i said something rebellious instead. i don’t even remember what it was. Not something mean, but something cutesy rebellious ~
~~ and He laughed. Laughed out loud. Like, “Silly girl, what are you thinking?”
And i was excited. i thought, “He’s going to snatch me up and spank me anyhow!! Yay!!”
And then ~~~
Nothing at all.
Sometimes we get what we deserve. Sometimes, we deserve what we get.
So when i mention this to Sir – all coy – “i thought you were going to spank me last night…”
He says, “I was!! You said it wasn’t a good night to do it because you’d had too much to eat!!”
Deflated, i say, “O. Hmm. i can see that. But i didn’t think it was up to me.”
He went on, “Right! I thought about that later! But when you said it, I thought, well, I don’t want to cause any digestive problems with you bent over the bed.”
O. i guess i can’t actually complain about that.