So the UK is out of the EU and in not-so-splendid isolation. Wrong in my view, I believe we should have stayed in but with better leaders to fight for making it a better place. Well maybe that will happen as a result of our leaving and hopefully we will maintain a strong relationship with an EU under reform because some other member states have reservations about the way Brusssels operates. Angela Merkel knows it, she's a good leader and must know there is a serious risk of a break-up if she does not make changes.
Anyway enough of the politics, the good news is that I got spanked over it. Not because it happened and not because of my view on it, because P is of the same opinion and I express my own views anyway, but because I sounded off a bit about it on Friday and again on Saturday. And I did it in a higgledy piggledy manner according to my husband, shooting in all directions which made it difficult to respond to so he kept mostly quiet with just a nod of the head and a Hmm yes or an absolutely here and there. I asked him why he didn't have much to say on it and he said there was no need I was doing all the saying. I said he should have paid more attention, he should have listened to me on Thursday when I told him we should buy some currency, not because I anticipated what would happen overnight but just because it was better value than it had been for ages and we do use it.
On Saturday he asked me (asked) if I had half an hour to spare and if so could I come with him to the office. I told him yes and followed him upstairs. Spankings don't start like this, I thought he might have something to show me. He asked me to take off my jeans while he closed the window and reached up onto the top shelf of the bookcase where he keeps implements. I asked him what was going on, what was this all about. He asked me if I trusted him, I said yes, he said well do as I ask please. He was still searching with his fingers, then he found what he wanted and turned round to face me with a Coco de Mer wooden ruler in his hand. My jeans were off by that time. My eyes widened.
"I'd like you to across my knee now and I'm going to spank you, and while I'm doing it I'm going to tell you why and you'll most likely agree with everything I say because it's true. It will hurt but you will remember it."
"What the fuck is this all about I haven't done anything?"
"Oh but you have. I'll ask you again, do you trust me.. and if you do will you get across my lap. If not you can put your jeans back on."
I got across my husband's lap, well what else would you do when you've been with someone for thirty odd years and they put it that way? P gave me a dozen whacks with the ruler, they were sharp, then he stopped and started telling me how impressed he'd been with the points I'd been making since the referendum outcome...another dozen whacks...and how passionately I'd made them...another dozen. And he knew exactly what I meant and why I was saying them and he agreed with me. A couple of dozen whacks followed.
"But if you'd just slow down and make your points one at a time, I'd answer and discuss. And if you put them in a logical order it would help."
Several whacks of the ruler this time, harder. I started to speak.
"No need to say anything, in fact it's better if you don't," said P as he spanked away with the ruler. I shut up. "You've been doing more than enough talking lately. I like you to voice your opinions, they are good and I agree with them and even when I don't I still like you to voice them. But please if you want me to join in make them calmly and leave some breathing space instead of ranting."
I liked what I was hearing. My husband was both approving and disapproving, but above all he liked me voicing my opinions and he wanted to engage. I felt yummy as he spanked my backside to sting level 7, I really wanted to speak back but restrained myself. The spanking continued alongside the lecture, I thought with a smile how ridiculous to be spanked for doing something your spanker agrees with, then I thought maybe it wasn't so stupid, it was at least keeping me quiet and had my full attention. Finally, P told me one thing he really didn't appreciate was the smartass way I'd said about the currency, I'd been right as it happened but it was just fluke nothing more. The spanking increased to sting level 8 or 9, more or less as far as that ruler could go. Serious heat was radiating through my nether region. I was also starting to get 'feelings.'
When it stopped I lay there. I told him I was sorry if I'd sounded smug about the currency. His hand rested on my backside. I said he was right about my ranting a bit but I did genuinely feel strongly about it. He said he knew, and his hand started caressing my burning cheeks as he reaffirmed he liked hearing my views and I should express them more. I said thanks and asked him if I could express a view right there while I was over his lap. He said of course go ahead.
"I think you should fuck me immediately, any way you like, now and hard. Over to you." Well, he had said I should make clear points and give him chance to engage.
He lifted me up off his lap and took me into the bedroom.
Have a good week.xx