Uhhh, sorry I've been gone for a while, guys. It's been pretty rough around here lately, which means that M has been focused on taking care of me in gentler ways than average.
But that doesn't mean that nothing goes on around here...
So here are a few vignettes from our life, with my apologies for the delay.
Last month, M and I went with a friend of ours to see Vivaldi's Motezuma. It was my first opera and it was beautiful, but all I could focus on was the spanking. No, not real spanking, darn it. But the main characters kept prancing around the stage with "weapons" that were supposed to be some kind of Aztec throwback but were actually giant paddles. Seriously, my friends. Giant paddles. And the father figure threatened his daughter with the paddle if she didn't do what he wanted. (He was really threatening her with death, but whatever. Spanking, death. You know.) It was wonderful.
This weekend we went hiking in Yosemite National Park, which was amazing. At the end of one of our hikes, we came back to the trailhead and saw a small knot of people standing there. Two vanilla acquaintances hushed us as we greeted them and said, "Shhhhh, there's a bear over there." Hey, don't look at me! I was good! I stood at a respectful, safe, appropriate distance from the bear and tried to take a picture with the zoom. Which wasn't very good, but I was prepared to be satisfied with that. Until the girl turned to her boyfriend and said, "Watch the backpack. I'm going to go closer and try to get a better picture." He said, "No. It's not safe." And she ignored him. [grin] Being the responsible, good girl that I am, I turned to M and said, "Is it ok if I just go over there behind that big rock and try to get a better picture, as long as I stay there and don't bug the bear?" And he said, "Yes." So I did. And I stayed put and stayed respectful to the bear. But our vanilla friend, who joined me, was clearly in defiance of her boyfriend. The poor guy was clearly not toppy enough to stop her (since he thought it was too dangerous), so even though she and I both made it back completely safely, M and I had a lot of fun thinking about how our kind would have handled her defiance.
Miss Lily managed to get herself a sunburn last week, which is something she (and possibly someone else in the household) has been spanked for before. So she got spanked again and I got to watch. It was lovely... M spanked her hard, but not too hard (pout)--she has such a lovely bottom and it's even lovelier when it's pink.
I was given a reading assignment over the weekend, to read X pages of a book M bought for me about grad schools. Like a good girl I finished the reading, but you should have heard his dire threats, whispered in my ear: "If you don't read all those pages, I'm going to spank you every night for a week. And I'm not going to go lightly on you just because you're sore. I'm going to hairbrush your bottom very hard every night, little girl." [shiver, yum]