Tuesday 13 October 2015

Dan and Maintenance


After one of the most stressful summers on record, closely followed by an autumn that shows all signs of toppling that record, I paused amongst the ironing when I heard an anguished shriek come from the barn last night, where Dan had ventured to retrieve a bottle of wine. I'll not repeat what he said, but suffice to say it is not very printable.


He had switched the lights on and they didn't work. 

He soon found out that nothing electrical worked.


That included our large upright freezer.

No lights twinkled on the control panel, and he discovered that the 'trip-switch' had tripped, thus shutting off the power supply.

When he'd switched it back on he waded through the 'flood' waters and opened the door to be met by a vile waterfall of horrid smelly liquid. He swore a bit more and I had the vapours on the spot.


Had this happened next week, we would have been away on holiday. So I suppose there are small mercies.

Back in the house I had a 'falling apart' session, which I haven't had for a good while. I used the opportunity to say rather more than I had at first intended, such as remarking about Dan's snoring, picking on his driving, and snarling about his non-existent cooking ability which always leaves me with all the meal preparation, and as much as I enjoy to cook, I informed him that he could always join me for a glass of wine on occasion.


Dan was very good. He said very little and tried to be soothing. I was not in a mood to be soothed. I continued to snarl all evening. 


For me, the loss of the entire contents of our freezer was the final straw on the camel's back.

So fast forward to the morning. After a night of tossing and turning and some very weird dreams, 


I was snuggled right down in blissful comfort for the first time in over two weeks. 

My bliss was not to last.


I heard, from my dreamlike state, Dan place a mug of coffee on the bedside table next to me. The next sounds were not so comforting. All I could hear was the rattle of drawers being opened and shut in our tallboy across the room.

This was like a rerun of a previous occurrence from over a year ago. Senses on full alert, I kept my eyes firmly shut and pretended to be asleep.


"I know you are awake, Ami."

I kept extremely quiet.


Suddenly the covers were rudely pulled off and my bottom was swatted very sharply. I yelped and sat up rapidly, giving Dan the evil eye. 

"Drink your coffee. I've decided it's time there was some maintenance around here."

Fighting with Dan to try to cover myself with the duvet, I reached for my mug. I wonder why, when I have slept in the nude for years, I should feel so very vulnerable when he does this? I got the duvet no higher than my waist, and grimaced over the top of the mug. Things were going to get messy.


The bedroom was already messy.

Yet again, knickers were everywhere, and a bra even hung from a plant pot.


Maybe this is why he usually sends me to fetch an implement?

I had hardly finished with my coffee when the duvet was once again unceremoniously tugged away and I was ordered over his lap. And not skin to skin this time either - he placed a pillow over his lap. 

He then sat brandishing the much feared 'big nipper' as I draped myself over the pillows, and recounting for what seemed to be the hundredth time what the man's face looked like on the stall of the market in St Lucia where it was purchased.

"He knew what this little beauty was going to be used for, make no mistake about it."


I sighed in resignation, wondering whether this was about to be like the scene in Outlander.

I have a horrible, traitorous body. I hate and loathe being spanked hard with nasty implements like the nippers (big or small). Dan makes every swat feel like fire. He uses the skin stretching technique and no surface is left ignored. He uses rapid fire on the same spot over and over again, and just so you know, he has recently discovered the power of spanking on the 'sit spots'. He just loves the way it makes me arch my back and kick.

But why is my body so traitorous? It just does not seem to agree with my brain. My brain says to run, fight, get away. 


My body says otherwise. While I cry and shriek and promise to never insult Dan every again, it sends orgasmic messages down my nerve endings and when he slows down, or pauses in spanking me, all I want to do is hump his knee. (I know, I did try to think of a more ladylike way of putting it, but couldn't.)


By the end of a spanking of this calibre, I am not only crying my eyes out, but I am also on the verge of a mammoth orgasm, both brain and body in total disarray. 

The longer we go on with TTWD, the more intense this gets. 

Dan, of course, bless his little cotton socks, knows this fact by now, and when the whole point of the spanking has been to get a message across, he will not allow me any relief. I only realised this a few months ago. It seems to be a part of the 'dominant' thing. Thus, it has the effect of making me feel like a live wire all day, and all he does is grin.


This spanking, when it came, was most definitely like the scene from Outlander. Except that I was held firmly down from the start.

We lay and talked for a while midway, then Dan started up again, determined to spank the snarkiness out of me. He seemed to be reciting a list of things I had said, and awarding swats accordingly. 

But a funny thing; you can almost feel the moment when you relax and the world readjusts itself around you.

Finally Dan decided I had had enough and I was allowed up. My bottom was on fire and bright red 



(not like this - like this!)


with tiny imprints from those horrible holes on the paddle.

It took most of the day to return to its usual pale self, and even then I felt it when sitting. It was certainly a 'cushion day'.


I told Dan that for someone who isn't interested in more frequent spanking, he seems to be able to recount my every transgression and fall from grace.

Strange that.

"If you swatted me more regularly, immediately I overstepped the mark, I am sure it would be better than these epic spankings."

"But then I wouldn't get half the enjoyment out of spanking you. I look forward to these little sessions of ours."


"Humph. Well, thank you, Dan!"




We are going to be away for a week. We are going to Madeira with friends to help them celebrate their Ruby Wedding. 


It's a great little island and we have been there before, but the weather forecast isn't good this time. Still, I am sure we will have a wonderful time and the break is just what we both need right now.

Be good, my friends.  


29 comments:

  1. Oh Ami, What an epic spanking! Dan does seem to like a big build up, talk about giving you enough rope to hang yourself with!
    I hope you have a lovely holiday and all is harmonious. Not so comfy here tonight either. I put on half a pound this morning :(
    love Jan,xx

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    1. You and your half a pound, you make me roar!

      Things are pleasant and peaceful once more.

      Hugs
      Ami

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  2. I am sitting on a bottom similar to the one in the picture.....and my body reacts the same way....I tell Master He is spanking too hard...I do not like having my nipples pinched...He checks and laughs and says my body disagrees...UGH...
    Hope you have a relaxing time away..you have earned it.
    hugs abby

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    1. I so know what you mean about the nipples. Same here.

      I wonder why our bodies react in this way?

      Hugs
      Ami

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  3. So girl, that was one heck of a spanking. I want that traitorous feeling you get inspite of the pain!! The pictures you choose absolutely make me smile wide!!
    The electricity issue and subsequent freezer melt with stinky liquid.... Ugh!!! Gag! I would have dreaded the clean-up! I feel for Dan! Lol!
    Have fun on your little trip!!!

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    1. I can tell you, I don't know where that feeling comes from. I haven't a clue.

      I am glad to be back to normal again, though.

      Hugs
      Ami

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  4. The freezer, the freezer - I can't get past it. We were to clean out the solid block of ice that was my parents freezer. So I asked Dad what was in it and he told me there were just a few loves of bread and some blue berries, so we unplugged it. We went back a few day later and found out dad forget the turkeys, the hams, the hamburger … it was the single most disgusting experience of my life. I still shutter when I think of it.

    Now the spanking - not even sure I could take it and like Minelle I wish I could have that wonderful feeling. I haven't much lately, even though there has been some spanking.

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    1. Oh, PK, it was so awful!

      And like I told Minelle, I haven't a clue why I get it. Especially at my age. There must be hope yet.

      Hugs
      Ami

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  5. Oh Ami...I can definitely empathize with you regarding the freezer...had that happen once...the freezer was out for a week before we discovered it so everything was fully thawed and truly rank! I also had a meltdown when that happened and since I was married to my ex at the time, I received some 'encouragement' to handle my upset better and more respectfully. ;)

    So happy you are getting away for a bit of a holiday. Enjoy your visit and leave all your worries at home. Safe travels!

    Hugs and blessings...Cat

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    1. The encouragement most certainly worked, thank goodness, but we are both looking forward to our little trip.

      Thanks, Cat.

      Hugs
      Ami

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  6. Ami that was certainly an EPIC spanking. I can imagine the smell when Dan discovered the freezer. EEEWWW! Strange how our bodies betray us during a spanking, it hurts so much yet turns us on.
    Enjoy your time away, you definitely need it. don't go getting into any trouble whilst away and having another EPIC spanking.
    Hugs Lindy

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    1. Golly, there is nothing worse than the stinking contents of a freezer to dispose of! Yuck!

      We are both back to harmony. It's a good feeling.

      Thanks.

      Hugs
      Ami

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  7. Glad you are safely home.

    Golly, you were quick to get a spanking.

    Too right they hurt. Glad I don't get many of them!

    Hugs
    Ami

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  8. Sorry about the freezer - are you insured?
    An epic spanking can trigger intense emotions - you can almost feel the moment when you relax and the world readjusts itself around you - and that is the best part, just letting go and not fighting it.
    Glad you're feeling good and enjoy Madeira, the closest we've ever got is cakes.
    hugs
    DF

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    1. Yes, luckily we are insured.

      I find it very hard to let go. I am most definitely not a natural submissive.

      Cakes are good too!

      Hugs
      Ami

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  9. Hi Ami, I'm sorry about the freezer. Ewww, that would definitely have done me in! Wow, Dan sure likes epic spankings, your poor butt! Don't you hate the whole mind/body mismatch? Argh.

    Glad peace has been restored and hope you have a wonderful and well deserved relaxing time away.

    Hugs
    Roz

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    1. Hi Roz!

      I am still struggling to understand the body viz mind thing.

      Many hugs
      Ami

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  10. Ami, I have already given my condolences on the freezer fiasco. I just did not know of the aftermath and use of the Big Nipper. Simply do not know whether to congratulate or console you.

    I certainly hope Dan eventually gave you some relief from all those confusing feelings we love and hate about a spanking. After all, HOH duties certainly include aftercare!

    Hugs Across the Pond,
    Ella

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    1. I am still cleaning the blessed thing!

      The aftercare is the best bit!

      Hugs
      Ami

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  11. That freezer thing has happened to us. It is traumatic, the clean up, the waste, the cost. I know I've blamed Ray for it too because he's handy, unfortunately not with the same results though. Maybe I should be glad about that.

    Have a wonderful holiday.

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    1. Golly, isn't it horrid?

      We are now in a much more peaceful and harmonious household!

      Thank you.

      Hugs
      Ami

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  12. Oh, Ami! Commiserations on the yucky freezer and the fearsome spanking. Glad all is okay with you both now.

    Have a great time in Madeira. The island is lovely but the aeroplane descent over the sea terrified me when I went there.

    Rosie xx

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    1. I much preferred the spanking to clearing out the freezer!

      I love the fact Madeira is such a short flight away. I close my eyes when coming in to land!

      Hugs
      Ami

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  13. Oh gosh, Ami!!! :( I am sorry about your giant spanking. I am also sorry about the freezer stuff. When there is a lot going on, it always seems like something gives when you least expect it!

    Isn't it weird how those kind of things motivate us to "wash the walls" that's what Rob calls it when a little thing gets me going on about something and suddenly, every other complaint that I can think of comes flying out of my mouth. Looks like Dan put a very large stop to it all! Poor you! HUGS!!!

    The thing is, our men do seem to know when we need something like that, don't you think? Did you need something like that? LOL and excuse me for laughing but that pic of Jack Nicholson with the grin cracked me up! Sounds like your Dan was really SOMETHING else! I hope that you got some relief moving forward, and lots of loving too. Yikes!

    I don't tend to experience the increased sexual signs when I've had that kind of spanking- at least I don't think so. But I have been in that place where you just let go during and I kind of think that could be subspace. But i am not entirely sure.

    Sorry for you and your bottom. Hope all is right with the freezer from here. Have a wonderful, wonderful time away with your man! Many hugs,

    <3 Katie

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    1. Wash the walls indeed!

      Paint them red more like!

      I just love Jack Nicholson. He's such a bad lad!

      I don't think I've ever witnessed subspace. I just can't quite understand why my body responds the way it does. Weird.

      Still cleaning the freezer!

      Hugs
      Ami

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  14. goodness...hope life is now peaceful for you. I understand about one's body wanting to react in one way and yet responding uncontrollably in other way... enjoy your time away Hugs

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    1. Life is very peaceful now, and very good. I even admit to having had another spanking today of the good girl variety.

      Thanks
      Ami

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  15. Just wondering... Do you look also in the mirror at your red butt with pride? I bet you do and be proud of what you have "suffered" for?

    I bet you do, Ami and good for you.
    Have a wonderful time at the island,

    Han

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    1. I used to - all the time. These days I only study my derriere if Dan has waged war on it in an exceptional way. I must have a fairly tough butt, because the redness never lingers as long as it feels it should. LOL!

      Hugs
      Ami

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