...I really do. I haven't
written anything on the blog for ages. There are no really good
excuses, although we have moved house, had some tragic things happen
in our families, and we've been generally preoccupied with things far
removed from anything that suits the blog. We are still together, I
love my Felicia more than ever, the cat, Bananas, is still going
strong, still grumpy and lovely. My redhead still enjoys smacking my
bottom, although the frequency has been frightfully low.
The only thing I can
offer you is my sincerest apologies for being so lazy, and offer up
my bottom for a severe punishment, which red haired woman has
volunteered to dish out on your behalf. There is a risk, though, that
I may enjoy it more than I deserve.
Hope you are fine, and
happy, if you are still there.
The very reason that I
finally got down to writing, was that last Saturday, Felicia
commanded me to kneel on our very hard, and unpleasant chair (which
came with us to the new place), and she had, furthermore, decided
that I should do that without any clothes on. This was, of course,
only to make it easier for her to use the belt on me. Not that she
used it all over my body, only on my poor bottom, and thighs, but she
thought that I should be properly dressed for the occasion.
It had been a while, and
I can tell you that spankings tend to become more romantic and nicer
the more you think of them, and you tend to forget the harsh reality.
It hurt, it really hurt, and Felicia thought we should do this
properly, no meekness and sloppiness in the delivering of the lashes.
No, she was quite happy to swing the belt after not having done it
for several months.
It was great, though. I
had forgotten the happiness it brings to me. I was almost crying with
some kind of relief afterwards, and red head spanker was moved too.
My bottom still smarts, but I am glad we have got back to our old
ways again.
Will be slow in writing
for a while, but later I will try to write more often. Otherwise
Felicia has promised to spank me.
