I said I’d share an email Nick sent me not long ago. Nick’s emails are short and to the point. I go on forever and he’s kind enough to read through the maze of my thoughts (at least I think he reads it, LOL). I guess I’ve gone on about discipline on and off for 5 years now. I often complain about the lack of spanking around here. I’ve tried to talk Nick into making rules and enforcing them. I tried to talk him into being consistent. I’ve wanted him to take all this seriously. I’ve written a lot. And then the other day, I get this email after we had talked about my attempts to work on a healthier weight.
I promised consequences, and you are frequently complaining about my lack of following through rather than your failure to complete objectives, I guess I need to do better, (longer, harder etc). With privacy will come more opportunity to do as needed. So don't add to the account by gaining!
I don’t think when he wrote it he meant for it to be as significant as it sounded to me when I read it. But the truth of that one line really got to me.
“You are frequently complaining about my lack of following through rather than your failure to complete objectives”
I hate like hell to admit it, but he’s absolute right. What can I say? He called me on it and he was right. I’m trying to make him think – I wasn’t planning on him making me think. But that’s what he did. After our wonderful weekend celebrating our new status as empty-nesters I talked to him. I told him that the email had me thinking. I told him that if he told me the things he was really serious about I would really try to do better.
He wasn’t willing to play my game. He just smiled said I was a grown up and I knew what I needed to be doing. Hmmm… yeah, I guess, sorta. But, I complained, “That means you can pick anything you want to at any time and start spanking for it?” He kept grinning and said “Yeah, I know.”
Well, well maybe the man is thinking. I’ve said before we have no big issues that I’ve hears other being spanked for. Mine are laundry at the foot of the bed, blowing off exercise and snacking to excess, leaving on the fan, not closing windows. All little things, but things he’d like me to change.
So shortly after he had sent this email, Mollie moved, I started back to work and I’ve had my mind on other things. I gained a little this week and he had threatened with the cane and other things I dislike but by the time we had the privacy Sunday he had relented a little. There was some spanking and threats about the upcoming week but, it was a wonderful erotic romp, not a deterrent. No complaints! It was a great afternoon.
As I’ve gotten started at school discipline and rules for me have been the farther thing from my mind. I haven’t thought much about what I should be doing here – I’m planning on doing better, but I really hadn’t started yet. Today I had to stop by the house for something for a minute before running out again. Nick and I had talked on the phone and he was home before I got back. He greeted me with a kiss and asked me if I’d been at the house long before I left again. I told him no I was just in and out.
“So you didn’t have time to run back and open the windows and turn on the fan?”
Oh crap! I completely forgot this morning. I didn’t have much time to protest. He had me over a chair in a flash and he already had the wooden spatula out and handy. I did have time to say “I remembered Friday!” before he started swatting me with that thing. Somehow he wasn’t impressed that I had remembered for one whole day. It was interesting. He got my attention and I have no doubt the windows will be shut and lights the lights and fans will be off tomorrow! I need to get my act together. I think the ball’s in my court. I hope I don’t drop it. I’ll let you know.