Coming Clean

I told C about my blog last night. I had had a good day that turned sour after I got home and I tried to resolve an insurance issue over the phone. I told C that I didn’t feel like cooking, and we should go to a restaurant. My attitude didn’t improve much at the restaurant, and I just picked at my food.

C said, “Don’t worry, this thing will get resolved. And, I will make you feel better. I’ll spank you.”

Oh! My favorite subject. I don’t know what made me do it but I just said, “You know, C, I have a spanking blog.”

She rolled her eyes. “You’re kidding!”

“No, I’ve had it for a couple of months. I’ll show it to you when we get home.”

“Not tonight,” said C.

When we got home I offered again to show C my blog, but she declined. However, she didn’t seem too distressed at the knowledge I had started a blog dealing with my thoughts on spanking. It is actually fine with me if she never reads it. Reading it might stress her out. I feel much better that she knows about the Blog; I don’t like keeping secrets from C.

I just love C. Her one statement at the restaurant was like a flash of sunshine illuminating the fact that she understands me, and acknowledges the dependence I have on her.

I haven’t gotten the spanking she promised me, yet. I suppose it would fall into the category of a stress relief spanking. I’ve never experienced one of those.

Artist: unknown (Jay Em?), from T.A.K.S.A Yahoo Group