Firmly Reminded

     J and I have been talking about going away for my birthday at the end of November. He put in for the three days he would need off from work a week and a half ago, and instructed me to do the same.
     For some reason, this was not sticking in my brain. I would be thinking about it as I left for work, and then as soon as I got there, it just flew out of my head! Of course, once I'd leave work again, I would remember I was supposed to do it. So frustrating!
     He was so patient with me. I mean, really, really patient. He reminded me every day for that week and a half to put in for the time, and I just kept forgetting. Each time he asked and I told him no, I didn't put in for it yet, he would graciously tell me it was okay and to remember to do it the next day. Then, he would remind me in the morning before I headed off to work, too.
     I was actually surprised by the amount of leniency he was showing with this. I got really down on myself about it yesterday... he wrote me a note to remind me, and I put it in my purse, and still forgot! I mean, really?! I thought he was going to be mad. I thought he was going to punish me.
     However, he wasn't mad. He told me again that it was okay, but I definitely needed to get it done today.

     This morning, he pulled me over his knee for my "have a good day" spanking. It was light hearted and not too hard .. I so love these spankings before work! He even made up a little chant/song that he spanks to LOL anyway, once he finished his have a good day spanksong, he said, "Okay."
     I thought he meant the spanking was over, but he didn't move to let me up, so I stayed put.
     After only a short pause, he started spanking me again, hard. "Do you know what these are for?" he asked.
     "No!" I squealed, trying to wiggle away.
     "You don't?" he asked, continuing to deliver slow, firm smacks to my sit spot and upper thighs.
     "Nooo,"
     "So you'll remember what you're supposed to do when you get to work." he clarified. He gave me probably a dozen more swats, then helped me up.
     We hugged, kissed, and held each other. A few minutes later in the living room, J said, "Do you think you'll remember to put in for those days?"
     I nodded emphatically. "Yes! I just set an alarm on my phone so I'll see it while I'm there."
     "Good. If you don't put in for them today, you're getting a spanking tonight. With the loopy johnny."
     I felt my tummy drop. "NO!" I said boldly. "I just set an alarm, I told you .. I won't forget."
     "You don't need to tell me no. Just do it, and you wont have to worry about it. Saying no isn't going to do anything for you."
     I left for work with a sore bum and with full intent to put in for those days.



      Wondering if I remembered?





      You bet I did.

a wonderful reminder

            While I was watching J get dressed for work, I climbed up on the loveseat, resting my arms on the back of it and looking over my shoulder, winking playfully at him. He came over and put an arm around my waist, and started spanking me with his other hand. After about 10 or so hard whacks, he stopped and said, "Do you remember?"
             Well I was baffled. "Remember what?"
              He sighed, shaking his head, with a shimmer of a smile in his eye. "I guess not, get back up..." he said, helping me back up. He gave me another 10 hard smacks and said "Do you remember now?"
              "What am I supposed to remember? You have to tell me first before I can remember it!" I giggled, having no idea what he was talking about. I rubbed my butt as it was slightly warm now.
              "Tsk tsk," he shook his finger. "Get back up," he laughed. He gave me about 20 this time and I was wiggling and laughing.
                "NO fair!" I yelped. When he stopped, he asked me again if I remembered, and I said "Yep!"
                "Remember what?" he asked.
                 I shrugged. "I dont know, that your spankings hurt?"
                He shook his head, and told me to get back up. He gave me another 10 whacks and then leaned forward, his mouth next to my ear. "Remember how much I love you, baby." he murmured.

I haven't stopped smiling since.

A Spanking in the Near Future

Today is Saturday, and the day that Jack chose to administer my weekly "reminder spankings." He has been working in the yard all day with our roommate, leaving me with nothing to do other than to think about what's going to happen tonight. This will be the first ever reminder spanking, and I'm beginning to wonder why I suggested it in the first place! He came in a little while ago and bent down to kiss me. "You're getting your spanking tonight," he reminded me. "A long, long one. And I might have to break out the cuffs if you start putting your hands back." My heart immediately started racing and I looked up at him to see if he was serious. He was. "Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked, leaning forward and kissing my chin quickly, and grinning. "I love you." What the hell? How can he be so nonchalant about this? It's amazing how he can just go on with his day and not give a second thought to it, and it's all I can think about all day long. He left to go finish his yardwork, and I sat contemplating his words. How did this man go from being afraid to spank me, to threatening me with this?! I'm afraid to even try to imagine what he's going to use. The black strap, probably, the five fingered strap, definitely, the hairbrush? Possibly. We have quite the little arsenal of spanking tools, but he tends to forget about the old ones as we get new ones. The endless posibilities are torturous.