This night, i wouldn't rest until we found my beloved riding crop. Thankfully, it wasn't too hard to find. I was euphoric when i felt that first familiar sting. Befre Sir uses any of the impliments that i get spanked with, he makes me kiss it. i kiss my crop gladly.
This is my "red". We use the stoplight system. Periodically throughout the spanking, Sir will ask me "what color?"
Green: my pain isn't bad
Yellow: my pain is getting worse, but i can take more
Red: i can take no more, and need to stop
This particular session, i kept the tears in for as long as i could. i only teared a little for my crop. i tested my limits this night, and Sir was very proud of me. i love making him proud.
Saturday September 22, 2007
Today, i was not home all day. i missed him very much. i sent him a test message early in my day without him "*Dreaming of a red bottom*" When i got home, i took me to the bedroom, and this is what i found... This is the most romantic thing anybody has done for me. It warmed my heart, as he would soon do the same to my bottom.
Sir had me kneel down on a pillow, to be ribboned. It will have to due until my new collar comes in. i know what is ahead, and am very thankful. This is exactly what i had been missing. There had been something that i was longing for, and i had thought that i was doing something wrong in my lovemaking. But now, i no longer feel that way. i feel much closer to him. And i wouldn't trade him for the world.
As he lays me down with my the impliments of our trade, i can't help but smile. i can't wait for my bottom to be warmed.
"Bend over and grab your ankles little miss!"
"Yes Sir.. " i am still sobbing quite a bit, and shaking as well. my bottom is still very sore.
Thank you very much Sir... i have never felt so alive...
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