I was very discouraged about the diet this past week. I worked my butt off, ate very little and lost very little! I was up almost 3 pounds on Monday and I was so disgusted I just didn’t go to the gym on Tuesday.I just decided to veg out. I didn’t really over eat but I lost focus completely and I didn’t really care.
Nick decided we needed to have a talk about the situation so when I got back from the gym on Wednesday and headed toward my recliner and computer he took my arm and lead me to the bedroom. He told me I had to change my attitude and quit being so discouraged by a few ounces on way or another and to look at the big picture of what I had lost over all. He told me, as he often does, that he is very proud and he doesn't like it when I get down over small gains.
He was warming me up a bit with the paddle ball paddle over my clothes but he soon want wanted them off. He continued with the little wooden paddle and then switched to something else. I wasn’t sure what it was so I looked back to see. It was one of my old favorite, the leather paddle. So I said, “Oh I see, I guess it’s been so long I forgot what we had.”
WHAP! OWWWWWW… I had forgotten the cardinal rule of spanking. Save the smart ass comment until after the spanking!!
“Mouthy? You want to get mouthy now?” he laughed. “In that case I think we need to bring out the tawse.” Not one of my favorites!! Paul you could have mentioned that these darn things HURT before I ordered one! But then he switched to the belt - much better!! And soon after that, even more fun thing!
But I'm wondering something, am I the only one who often thinks at the height of a spanking that maybe all this wasn’t such a good idea after all? Am I the only one who thinks “This HURTS he needs to stop now?” Am I the only one who within seconds after he stops thinks “It’s not over is it?!?” LOL! I even confuse myself – poor Nick!