This is one of those unfathomable things to me, since I don't really want trouble (or do I??), but sometimes I crave punishment worse than a chocoholic craves that next candy bar.
I see it my head, but it rarely (very rarely) happens. I don't act up for punishment, but I wish I could. I don't do it because it never works out well for me. Acting up doesn't get me what I want. Instead, I end up with what I don't want. But I continue to imagine it.
I see him in my head turning on me with a glare after a cheeky remark, his hand comes up and slaps me hard. Maybe he grips the back of my hair first and then slaps me, to make sure I don't get away. Or I'm watching him put on his belt and I imagine instead he tells me that I haven't been attentive enough, or have been too saucy, or I got sloppy with one of my tasks, or his shirts were wrinkled, or anything really, and I am going to be punished. The belt comes down really, really hard. There is no orgasm, no sex, nothing but that belt, and his orders to do better in the future.
This is the random stuff that has been running through my head all the time.
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