As you may recall, I spent last Thursday sitting on a sore bottom. Steve's sweet, submissive wife had flown out the window the day before and things hadn't gone well. The day was bad enough but what really cooked my goose was pushing his buttons.
Now that he's enforcing the no disrespect rule, pushing buttons is a big offense. It's not just disrespect. It's deliberate disrespect. So I got spanked.
Now you would think that after that, I'd settle down and behave. I did, at least for a few days. I made it all the way to last night before landing myself in hot water. He said something that rubbed me the wrong way and I began composing my button pushing symphony. Needless to say, he didn't find my symphony as pleasing as I did.
Even when I felt the bed shift and then heard the dresser drawer slide open, I didn't worry too much. After all, he's not going to spank me in the dark when he can't see what he's doing. No matter how irritated he was. He wouldn't take a chance on inadvertently injuring me. I was right about that.
But I forgot that the power had went out two times already before this and he had put one of our small flashlights in his pocket after the first time so it would be handy. Sure enough the bed shifted again and then I heard the clink of his belt buckle as he picked up his jeans and retrieved the flashlight.
As soon as the flashlight's beam lit the room, I started back-pedaling. But it did no good. Not that I really expected it to, but a girl can always hope.
He then proceeded to light my backside on fire with the paddle. Every time he would stop and I would think he was done, he'd just lecture for a minute and then go right back to swatting. The power came during one of the pauses and he dropped the flashlight and said "Good now I can see even better." and swatted some more.
When it was over, I was definitely regretting the button-pushing. After I snuggled in his arms for comfort for a few minutes, we started talking. I told him about the remark that had rubbed me wrong and he apologized for it. I apologized for pushing buttons to irritate him instead of just talking to him. And all was well in our world.
So the moral of today's story is this: Don't push your HoH's buttons in the dark unless you're absolutely sure there are no other lighting sources around. Or better yet, just don't push his buttons.