I’ll have to say that we have wasted no time in celebrating our return to privacy. I didn’t think we’d find any time before Sunday afternoon, but Mollie went out to eat with friends Saturday night and we were ready! Nick hadn’t read about Wimpy and Badass at that time but he did a great job anyway. After we played and loved we quickly put everything away. Never know when the kids might eat fast and head home.
On Sunday we took our girl back to college. I know it’s just happened but she seems sooo much happier there now that she has a new roommate. By the time we got her settled in and back to the house I barely had time for my Sunday afternoon nap – a long standing tradition that I hold sacred. But I managed to slip one. As it got dark Nick woke me and invited me back to the bedroom. I was a little surprised since we had played the day before. I wondered if he had read my post and if he had what might he have in store for me. I hesitated for just a second and he said “Come on Wimpy.” LOL! Guess that answered my question.
We had a great time. He had me wear a blindfold – I really love that, very freeing. But I am going to need to go through our toys and take a look at them again. I’m getting really bad at identifying implements. Some are easy of course, the flogger, that friggin cane, his belt and then the new strap were all easy. I had no problem identifying the hated and horrible bath brush and the hair brush I could identify from sound alone. I felt two pops with something that stung badly and I asked what that was. He told me it was the split tail tawse.
“I hate that!” I told him with feeling.
“Well where did it come from then?” he asked.
“I think Badass bought it!” He just laughed and kept going.
Finally he began with one I couldn’t identify at all. It felt sharpish, it hurt but not horribly. I asked what it was but he just laughed and said he was going to keep spanking with it until I guessed correctly. Not good! My mind doesn’t function well with my butt being flailed away by some unknown implement with a sharp sting. I tried to reach back that that only got my hands popped with it several time and still I didn’t know what it was. After an agonizing long time I finally realized it was the crop! Please give me the belt, or strap any day. I’ll be glad to give up the cane and crop completely!
Nick did a great job spanking and when we went on to other fun activities I was more than ready. It was a fantastic way to celebrate college starting back. Their rooms are always going to be here when our little birds want to visit, but as long as they have happily flown away we’re going to keep enjoying the nest – just the two of us!