Geez, I never meant to take this long to write again. The truth is, there is not a whole lot happening. I have not been on a shoot since late January and I’m not sure when I will get a chance to do so. Things on the home front have gotten quite busy lately.
There is one thing of significance…. Recently, I asked Herb for “help” with getting up on time in the morning. And help is what I got. Earlier this week, I hit the snooze a few too many times, sleeping until 15 minutes before I am supposed to leave. That morning, he pulled out the dreaded boarding school paddle. It sat there all day, taunting me, I could almost feel the pain of it all, and so I had to get rid of it. When he came home and it was time for my spanking, the paddle was nowhere to be found. I wasn’t trying to be cute or play games, it was a manifestation of my fear of a severe paddling.
Well, you know this didn’t turn out well for me, as it resulted in a “double” spanking tonight. This morning, we had a discussion that went a little like this:
“Am I going to get less of a spanking if I find the paddle?”
“No.”
“So why should I find the paddle if I’m not going to get a break?”
“You’re going to get a double spanking for hiding it in the first place. You’ll get a triple spanking if it’s not here tonight. You need to just take it out and accept what is coming to you.”
“Yes, sir.”
Tonight I got a long spanking that had me emotional before it even began, and ended with the question “do I need to spank you some more?” I must admit, I feel a little less stressed now that it is over, but sometimes it is difficult to see the love in a spanking, even though I know deep down that what he does is out of love.
Anyway, I will end my rambling there for tonight, so I can get ready for a new day. Lord knows I can’t be late waking up.



















































