I refused to be caned

How could that happen, some of my longer standing readers might wonder and in fact I wondered myself when I discussed it (with myself) for most of the rest of the day. In practical terms it was easy, I just said no and my husband didn't say anything at all, just turned and took his cane back upstairs. I expected a reaction of some sort when he came down again but didn't get one. We'd been arguing, I'd made a few accusations, rightly or wrongly doesn't matter, and I deserved a reaction, a follow-on. Nothing, almost surreal.

He made a mug of tea for each of us a few minutes after coming back downstairs, handed me mine and shushed me when I went to say something. He said best let it rest and he was off to change a bulb on his car, he took his drink with him. He'd be gone a while, I remember he'd changed a bulb before and ended up with a cut on his arm and dropped one of the fixings which he couldn't retrieve and had to get the garage to do it next day. He cursed then that it was a stupid car for working on. Anyway I thought about what had happened, the argument details faded, they were nothing really, the thing that bothered me was the fact that he hadn't dealt with me.

He came back into the house half an hour later, he'd fixed his car and looked pleased with himself. Still nothing was said and later we went out together shopping. We had dinner at home, watched a movie, finished a bottle of wine and I went to bed around 11.30pm leaving him to catch up with emails on stuff he shares with guys online. He came up twenty minutes later, I was still awake. I wasn't going to says anything because I hate late night heart-to-hearts so I just put my hand on his thigh and let it rest there until I fell asleep. It took a while. Truth was I felt un-caned and I didn't like it and I didn't like the way the intended caning had been aborted so easily, like flicking a light switch. It had never happened before.

I woke early next morning, heard P stir and put my hand on his arm, I asked him why he hadn't caned me yesterday and he just said because I'd asked him not to. He said the topic we'd been 'discussing' still had to be addressed and we'd revert to it another time. I told him I'd been rude to him and said some things I wish I hadn't. He said he knew it was heat of the moment, he didn't take them too seriously. God he was being far too generous, it wasn't going to plan at all so I blurted out an apology for being such a bitch and saying those things and that he would have been right to cane me and if he had time would he please cane me later it would make me more respectful and appreciative. He said sure, if I thought it was necessary he'd be happy to. Then he got up and went for a shower.

Phew! I still didn't know what, in my voice or demeanour, or whatever had caused so calmly the abandonment of my caning the previous day but he made up for it later I'll be careful how or when or if I ever say no again.

Stay safe.

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie
xxx