Don’t be stupid after a spanking

See that title there? Sure could have used that advice Friday evening. Okay, I need to tell you about Friday. You know I’ve had this cold so I wasn’t feeling my best to say the least. I asked Nick to spank on Friday afternoon/evenings because he has Fridays off and I knew he might not be so tired. It’s the end of the workweek for me and I’m always happy that I have two days off school.

But on Fridays we have a wild card – Mollie. She is doing an interim in our town and often drops by for a quick visit before dashing back to college and more interesting companions. Last Friday, however, she wanted me to help with some six-point lesson plans she was working on for a college class. Teachers may recognize this foolishness of which I speak, but I don’t know any teacher that uses the six-point plan. I haven’t made one since my college days – it would be like writing down, in great detail, how I shower and brush my teeth each morning. I tried to help but mostly we were both just frustrated. The last time I was observed by our vice principal he found the following written in my plan book –

“I know what I’m doing – stay out of my plan book.”

Not a luxury Mollie will have as a first year teacher, but I love leaving them notes like that.

Anyway… by the time she left Nick and I decided to go out for dinner. Coming home we were both a little tired (he works hard on his day off) but being the sweet, good man he is he handed me a blindfold and told me to wait for him in the spare room. Again he let me keep my pants on for the first part – but he did spank pretty hard and he used the OCW pictured in my masthead. It’s leather, but hard leather and it hurts, seems to be one of his favorites though. I like its looks way better than its feel.

He then took down my pants and left me there for a bit – this is something else I asked for and it does help me concentrate. When he came back he had the large thin wooden paddle that has a wicked surface sting and he lit me up pretty well. For some reason he seemed to have paid way more attention to my right side than my left – unusual for Nick, he usually spreads thing around very evenly. I think he let me off a bit easy this week, because of the cold, but it was still a hard spanking. Nick commented it wasn’t hard enough because I still wasn’t very vocal, but that we’d work on that.

After I went back to the bedroom to change, and here is where I was STUPID!  I complained that the spanking hadn’t been even and he’d been much harder on the right side. I swear, you would have thought I'd thrown a lit firecracker at his feet!

He dashed to the closet saying, “Oh no, we can’t have that. I’ll fix that now.” And before I could get my bearing I was again bare assed over a bed as he wailed away with the thick leather strap with the holes in it determined to even things out. Damn! That was as hard as the whole first spanking – and I was definitely vocal! Nick seemed so pleased with himself for having corrected his mistake I nearly laughed. It was almost funny – but I’ll know better next time.

He made some lovely threats for next week too. I hope that they’ll work out. But Mollie’s birthday is next week as well as her fall break. We’re going to have to be creative, but I think we’ll be find the time for one another. He’s been wonderful and as soon as this cough releases me I’m going to show him my full appreciation.