When things fester, the outcome is real obvious. I just wasn't paying attention. Little things seldom earn a spanking, but when they begin to add up and the peace is in real jeopardy, spankings are right around the corner or right over his knee.
We had guests for dinner..... first time guests so I wanted everything just so. I found myself talking to Jack with my hands on my hips several times. I walked away from him while he was talking. I may have rolled my eyes. We had words about the clean up after the guests left. I was cranky, tired and not listening well. Add all that up and I did not even think about where this was going.
Jack told me he was doing clean up of the kitchen. I shrugged and muttered under my breath and walked away from him. He came after me. I turned and put my hands on my hips and then quickly changed my posture. He pulled me closed and asked if I needed a spanking, and I started to cry. No, I said. What the heck was going on? He told me it was late and to go get in bed.
I sat in bed thinking about all the festering. Squabbles over issues with the closet..... this recurring obstacle to Jack's peace, too many clothes, things not contained in the many containers lining closet shelves and an on going point of frustration for both of us. Easily crying over really nothing at all. Barking comments to Jack and standing with my hands on my hips and starting to walk away when he was speaking to me............ What was I thinking? In small doses, Jack overlooks these things. Using the score card method, I was doomed.
Jack came to bed and said little. He turned off the light on his side and we nestled right in. His hand went to his go-to place.............. my bottom. He talked and I listened. You see, he had been adding up all these "little things". He began asking more and more questions and his wife became more and more silent. I thought perhaps we would be lulled into sleep as the talking had stopped. Then rather quickly, Jack was up and around to my side of the bed. He took my hand and we were on our way to the guest room. I was very talkative all of a sudden. Jack leaned down and whispered simply "Be still".
In this life of ttwd/dd, every wife knows what happens next. No more talking is necessary. Jack took me over his knee, bared my bottom and spanked using his hand. He secured me firmly and there was no wiggling or moving around. He spanked long and hard. When he stopped, he sat me up, kissed me, took my hand and put me back in bed. He climbed in and this time we talked and my answers were more forthcoming. It was a spanking that plainly cleared the air and set our world to rights. Peace was restored and we moved on to more sweet ways to show one another his dominance and my submission . The wonders of a long, hard spanking was melt-in-his arms worthy.
Thank you, L.