Here's to the unknown of a new year, but also the promise of a brighter future. Nothing worth having was ever obtained without a fight or a struggle of some sort. May in a year's time we look back accomplished and satisfied with our efforts in our struggles for positive change and filled with the joy of our accomplishments.
Now, I hope you enjoy these thoughts on relationship goals.
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Silence.
“I asked you a question, what are you doing?”
“Oh. Sorry, I was reading.”
“But why are you reading? I told you to wait.”
“Well, I didn’t want to stand there doing nothing, seemed a waste, especially since I’d rather be reading anyway so I was...just while you came up.”
“I think you are missing the point, Young Lady.”
“How so? You sent me to my room to wait, so I…”
“It is part of your punishment; for you to wait in the corner; nose to the wall and with your ass on display.”
“That...well, that just... It just sounds so embarrassing. Plus, I was cold standing there in just my panties like you said, and you weren’t coming up, and I had this book I wanted to finish and you weren’t coming up and it seemed like a waste…”
“Yeah, you’re missing most of the point.”
I slammed the book shut and tossed it away.
“You don’t have to be mean about it! You should be proud of me for being productive with my time while I w…..”
“You could have been productive by thinking about how you are not going to get yourself in trouble with me next time; how you are going to think through the consequences of your actions….”
“Yeah, but my book is more interesting than those thoughts.”
“Stand up! Take that sweater off; I never gave you the okay to wear it. And get your tight, spoilt ass over here.”
“Do you really have to spank me?”
I look at her not believing she can be serious.
She climbs off the bed, eloquently yet cautiously, stretching out one bare leg after the other as if testing the waters of a pool on an overcast day.
“Come on, let’s git going.”
“I don’t understand why you have to punish me and then why we have to go out to dinner afterwards?”
“Because all of it, from the corner time, to those humble panties I told you to wear, to the spanking; are all part of your punishment.
Because watching you squirm uncomfortably on an unpadded wooden seat in a restaurant all night, throughout dinner, really makes me happy.”
“Well....well, books make me happy. That’s why I was reading…”
“Well keep disobeying rules, disobeying punishment orders and instead read your books, and you’ll learn soon enough what other things make me happy when I think you haven’t learned your lesson.”
“Other things? Other things like what?”
“Other truly uncomfortable things.”
“Oh.” She audibly gulps, darting her eyes to her pink colored toes; running her bare feet on top of her each other anxiously before mousing out an almost inaudible response, “Cca...ca...can you spank me now instead, I don’t want to think about those other things.”
Hope you enjoyed that. Let me know.
