What in the hell does a girl have to do to get a spanking around here?

I have two posts I want to write, one about our great vacation and the other having to do with the title here.  Obviously, I’m going with the latter for the moment.  I’m frustrated.  I have a feeling I’m that there are others out here that sometimes feel this way.

Geeze – think of all the men out there who are dying to spank a woman, but they are afraid to bring it up to their wife or girlfriend.  And here we are, some of us with our tongues hanging out, longing and practically betting for a good spanking and we’re getting nothing!

So what can I do? I’ve not done well on the weight loss lately.  But if I come up with any flimsy excuse then there’s no spanking.   I go to bed after midnight sometimes, he’s asleep and doesn’t notice.  I’ve actually done some laundry and a tiny bit of cleaning lately so there’s not as much on that front.  This being darn near perfect is wearing on me.

Maybe I should tell him I’d like to be spanked!  Wow! I should have thought of that earlier! Hey I know, maybe I could write a blog – telling Nick that I love being spanked and that I really wish he would do that more. Oh wait, that doesn’t work either.

So what’s a girl to do? Sure, sure I could just say “Nick, I will you please spank me.”  I’m sure he probably would.  But I don’t like  begging, no one wants a mercy spanking.

Badass and Wimpy have been debating whether or not I should post this. There conversations go something like this.

Wimpy: You know damn good and well he’s not going to spank you unless he’s in the mood to make love.  Then he’ll pop your butt a few times and then move on.  That’s fine with me, leave him alone.

Badass: It’s not enough!  I love being spanked when we make love, but that shouldn’t be the only time.  We do great when we make love.  We usually go all out and its super, but I need some spanking just for the hell of it.  It doesn’t have to take a lot of time and energy, just some thought on his part.

Wimpy: Will you shut the hell up!  If you post this and he reads it, he’s gonna bust my ass.  He’ll try to make up for the lack of spanking all at once – too hard, too long and you’ll run the hell off and leave me to take it.  And then after that he’ll just forget about it again.  Just leave it alone!

Badass: If I don’t say something how’s he ever going to know?

Wimpy:  You’ve told him a million times.  He tired of hearing it. He's fine with the way things are, you know, so drop it all ready.

Badass:  NO! It’s too important to me to drop it.  He’s got a month off do you know how much I’d like to have a sore butt for even a short span of time.  I mean as perfect as I am, can’t he can come up with something he could spank me for!  Hell, he can make something up.  Do you know it’s been years since I’ve had so much as even one tiny bruise? I bet I haven’t had 2 spankings in one day since the beginning.

Wimpy: All you’re gonna do is get him pissy.  He’s gonna spank you too hard for me to take.  Can you at least remind him to use a warm up, change implements often?  Maybe let me leave my clothes on some of the time.  Get him to alternate between short really hard spankings and longer ones that aren’t so very hard?

Badass: He doesn’t listen to me either.  PK and I told him and wrote this post outlining things pretty darn well I thought.  You know what came of it – nothing. I know he love all three of us (PK, Badass, Wimpy).  I just wish we could turn him into a spanko.

Sign, such conversations go on in my head every day. I'm used to the two of them squabbling it's just that sometimes get to feeling like I don't care if Nick spanks anymore or not. I try not to think about it so much, but when I don't think about it I feel myself slipping away.  Retreating, and when that happens I start feeling really disconnected from Nick.  That's discouraging and I just slip further away.

 I don’t know what to do about it.   Nick and I are really getting along great right now. He does spank some. The kitchen is taking up a lot of his time and thoughts.  I really shouldn’t be picking on him now, but this is the way I'm feeling..  Maybe I’ll just leave him a note on the mirror one morning that says – “One of us is going to get their butt whipped today.  You can pick which one.”