So here is something honest. It’s been hard to think about writing about Lisa’s visit in February because it was a pretty emotional time for us and a defining point in our relationship.
It was supposed to be our last for a while as we tried to disentangle ourselves.
Fear not, followers. That plan backfired tremendously. I think we’re both pretty happy about it, though. Over the moon about it, really. Ecstatic, even. So the context of our relationship has changed some as we grow and learn and continue to enjoy each other. It’s wonderful.
Jumping right in… as much as Lisa dreads spanking for discipline, we both love the closeness of the act itself in other contexts. My girlie barely made it thirty minutes from the airport before she was bratting and pushing and then over my lap in the backseat of my car outside a Cajun restaurant. It was just enough to get us back in the groove of being near each other, able to touch, followed by a few threats about the perils awaiting us at home.
While there were lots of wonderful things over the trip, we did have one major discipline spanking to which we had to attend. Before we began, I had Lisa sit at the desk and write out the reasons she was in trouble. Then I came back in with her hairbrush and a wooden spatula. I sat on the bed and pulled her between my knees and looked over her list, then pulled her pants down and had her across my lap.
While the things we had to discuss were serious, the spanking was not near as hard as some of the others she’s had. I think our infrequent meeting and her working out has changed her tolerance. She can still take a pretty hard spanking, but what gets to her quickest– and how we can really differentiate between a discipline spanking or a spanking for fun or even bratting– is when the swats come hard and fast so she doesn’t have time to think about anything except her bottom being spanked.
Lisa was already sorry from the beginning, but as she and I have discussed before, it doesn’t negate the consequences for misbehavior. We finished and I held her, and we talked about how important it is that she keep herself safe and happy. This is always a priority, of course, but I think I feel particularly strongly about a few specific things like drinking so heavily that there are gaps in her memory. No one wants this, but it scares me all the more because I’m not there and by no means close enough to show up on short notice. So these things are uncompromisable. Lisa knows this, which I think contributed to the emotional toll of this spanking. For the first time we finished with her crying over my knee as she apologized. I hate to see her sad or hurt, but I am glad to know that the spanking had the desired effect.
Otherwise, there was lots of snuggling and loving and talking. We smoked hookah at my house, watched the Steelers game at a local BBQ joint, and ran into the icy February water. We had lots of goofy spanking and talked and played some with Lisa spanking me. We’re still trying to figure out how that all works; mostly, I mean I don’t know exactly what I need and want, but we’re having a good time exploring.
So there is a disjointed version of our first 2011 trip. We’ll try and update soon about my trip up to see her last month. It was less emotional in all the right ways, and fresher on my mind and hers. Oh and you should all be so excited about June! My love will be here for several weeks this summer. You better believe there will be adventures galore. :)
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Okay, so it’s July and we want to know what happened in June!