Monday, July 7, 2014


You know how I was saying about my "puttering around the room" at night while waiting for Master?

Ok, maybe I wrote it on MP's blog rather than here.  Errr, because reasons. 

Anyway, last night I was reading Game of Thrones on the floor instead of waiting in position.  

I have nothing to say except I was totally busted with no excuse and when he saw me that is exactly what he said.  

I curled up on the floor as if to hide, not that it does any good of course, I am not much of a chameleon.    We talked about what he was going to do for this "minor infraction" and he made me give him some punishment suggestions, but he didn't like either of them.   He settled on tummy blows and the paddle.   

I must be more prompt about getting into position without the puttering and certainly WITHOUT a book!   


  1. What are tummy blows exactly? Besides, you know, blows to the tummy. I need detail! :)

  2. No, and this is going to sound stupid, but I hate them worse than the paddle. It is just blowing on my tummy, like a raspberry. I hate it with a passion. It hurts. Well, it tickle/hurts, but my tummy is delicate. The thought of him hitting it, well that makes me want to barf. No, blowing on it is bad enough.

  3. Ooooooooh! lol. Gotcha. Yes. I hate those, too. They don't hurt but they make me feel silly and I hate that.


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