Things went downhill from there. Monday wasn't a good day, but he didn't say or do anything. Never one to stop while I'm ahead, I pushed a
I knew it was going to be bad and even though I knew I had earned it, I wanted nothing to do with it. So I'll admit I tried to get out of it. As soon as we laid down, I reached over and started giving him a back massage. I was hoping to delay the inevitable and half hoping it would put him to sleep as it sometimes does.
But my efforts were in vain. While Steve appreciated the massage, he was not going to be put off. Once he realized what I was up to, he thanked me and rolled over to reach in the drawer. The time of reckoning had come.
It was one of the worst spankings I've got to date. Or maybe it just felt like it because I've had very few spankings in the past couple months. I could not stay still no matter how hard I tried. After telling me to stay still and get back into position a few times, Steve pinned my legs with his and pulled me in tight to his chest so I couldn't move, although that didn't stop me from trying.
The swats were coming fast and hard. It was obvious that he wasn't happy and I had pushed too far When they finally stopped, I breathed a sigh of relief, only to have him start back up after lecturing for a minute. He did that more than once. After the second or third time, I gave up on fighting the spanking and just buried my face in his chest while I cried.
When it was finally over, I was a puddle of tears and didn't even attempt to move when he released my legs. I just stayed wrapped up in his arms with my face buried in his chest while he talked quietly. My head did come up to give him a shocked look when he informed me I would be getting a reminder spanking tomorrow before he leaves for work just to make sure I'm not tempted to backslide.
The only reason I'm not getting that reminder this morning is that I'm going to work with him today so I won't be home to do chores. While I usually enjoy going to work with him due to the uninterrupted time we get together, I'm a little nervous about it as well. One, I'm going to be squatting a lot while we're working, which is bound to make my bottom even more sore. Two, I'm going to have to be extremely careful to maintain a respectful tone with him because there probably aren't going to be people around at the jobsite today due to the bad weather so he won't be shy about flipping me over his knee if I get mouthy.