My last school year has begun and I’m still smiling. New rules and regulations are in place at the school. All are annoying, time consuming and ultimately useless and I’m ignoring everyone of them. That’s part of why I’m smiling. Another reason is that I got spanked last week.
Nick was thinking about taking care of all this last weekend, but my beginning of the school year cold came early and I wasn’t feeling my best, breathing wise. He agreed to the postponement but told me when I was feeling better I was to come to him with an implement and ask him if he had time to take care of things. That will give you a butterfly or two.
He told me yes, he had the time and I had to put my hands on the couch and stick out my bottom for him. Not my favorite position – but this wasn’t necessary a spanking purely for my enjoyment. He did a little warm up over clothing, never enough. But then when he lowered my shorts he did make that belt sing. I was reminded of both the laundry rule and the gas rule before he let me stand up and I was feeling the burn by then. I got a hug before I saw his eyes light up again and suddenly I was back in position as he remembered I’d left the windows opened that morning despite his reminder as he’s left for work. It does hurt more when you think it’s over and they decide to begin round two.
Then Nick decided that while I was in such a convenient position he’d take his dominance a bit further and while I wasn’t complaining I did hope the neighbor who often brings us homemade bread didn’t pick that moment to drop by. So Wednesday brought a spanking and a quickie, an excellent way to begin the school year.
As for the purple hair, yes I did it. I’d said I wanted to put a purple streak in my hair as soon as I let it go to a natural gray. Mollie told me I couldn’t do that, and that was enough to push me into it. What do you think?
I will tell you the kids at school LOVED it! All the teachers at school and friends on FB have said they liked it – now they may well be talking about me behind my back, but I could care less about that. I’m curious as to what my mom’s friends will say about it at church today – these are all little old ladies in their eighties and nineties. I had told them my plan, but I doubt they believed me.
I’m guessing my mom would have sided with Mollie. Actually I don’t think Mollie is really against it. When she saw it I just got a, “Mother…” and an eye roll. But deep down I bet she’s happy that her mom is willing to break away from the norm and do something like this just for fun. I’m sure I’ll get some negative comments from my sisters-in-law today. But honestly they have sticks so far up their rigid butts I expect them to come out of their mouths, so I definitely don’t care about them. And Nick? Nick just laughed and gave me a kiss, and since his opinion is the only one I really care about other than mine, I guess that makes it all right.