Bad Moods are No Excuse...

[piper33]

My day started out badly with me having a headache and trying to sort out some stuff I just could not wrap my head around so i was frustrated. You let it go, knowing no one is perfect all the time but tell me to watch my mouth giving me fair warning for the rest of the day. I tell you about my plans for a bus trip in the next couple of weeks and you half agree and think it is good for me to get away. We kiss good bye and exchange our normal pleasantries.

I get a text from you from work telling me you thought about it and I had to cancel my pending trip due to weather and my safety. Of course I didn't like it. I texted you back several times to ask why? and please call me? and tell you i am NOT cancelling and I hate being forbidden to do anything... and i swore a few times as well. I only had one response..."we will discuss this later!" ...until you called me while on your way home.

I pick up the phone knowing it is you. I sheepishly say "hi" knowing i was wrong. "I love you my darling...but you know what is coming don't you?" "mmm hmmm....look, I am really sor..." "I know you are. I want you to be ready for bed and waiting for me in the bedroom when I get home." "Come on it wasn't that bad! and it's only 9 o'clock and..." "I have to go, and you better do as i say young lady." "Okay...i love you" I hang up the phone and drag myself to get get ready for bed muttering and wishing I hadn't behaved the way I did. The calmer you are, the worse it is for me. I have learned that from experience. You hadn't even seen the state of my cell phone from me throwing it after your last text. I put on my pjs, brush my teeth, put my hair up and sit on the bed and wait....thinking of ways to explain, knowing inside I am in big trouble. I think to myself "maybe this is the punishment, to have to go to bed early and think about what i said and to give a heart felt apology and maybe write some lines."

I hear the door open and you take your coat off, etc. but you don't come in right away. I hate the waiting and I didn't dare come out to see you. Finally the door opens and I can't look at you just say "okay, i blew it... i am soooo sorry...you are right and ...." "Be quiet!" I am silent and immediately look in your eyes. I forgot i left my cell phone with broken screen on the kitchen table which you pull out of your pocket. "What happened here?" "I dropped it..." "The Truth Piper!" "I threw it on the floor after your last text." "You are such a spoiled brat!" "I AM NOT!" You shake your head as you come over to the bed and sit down. "Do you have any idea how much I love you?" I nod..."DO YOU?" "yes...." "Do you think I deny you things for any other reason that I am thinking of your well being?" "no..." "So why this attitude? Why the swearing like a common low class girl?" "I just lost myself in emotion." "Yes you did, and you know that is not acceptable, don't you?" "Yes Sir." "Why smash this cell phone?...and you need one so you have to pay to replace it" My face morphs into a pout but you pay no attention to my doe eyes or my downturned lips. "I have been thinking about your behaviour for the last few hours and I am very upset with you young lady, and I was going to make this worse on you by making you ponder it and wait but now after seeing your phone I just can't." I now look at you with the most forlorn look I can muster but it is no use. You point to the corner of the bedroom and tell me to stand there while you unwind and get yourself comfortable. I don't argue. You change your clothes and leave the bedroom..."you may not like me very much for a little while after this, but we will move past it." When the door closes my heart sinks and my eyes well up with tears. I know I have really disappointed you and that can only be undone with a severe punishment.

I feel like I have been standing there forever when the door finally opens. You have "the chair" under your arm and set it down. You then go retrieve the hairbrush and wooden spoon and set it beside you before you sit down. "Come here Piper." The still calm in your voice has me so very nervous. I don't even hesitate this time and come right over tears already streaming down my cheeks. You don't say a word and whip my pants right off and tell me to step out. "Get over, now!" No warm up, nothing. You hold me in place and spank my naked buttocks all over with the wooden spoon and after the tenth spank you have to straddle my legs with your right leg to keep me in place. I am crying so hard but you do not stop. Finally it stops for a brief minute. "Why is this happening?" I tell you all the things I have done. "That's right." You pick up the hairbrush and I let out a "PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASSSSSSSSSE NO" "Oh yes, and this is going to be the worst you have ever felt it" I try to squirm and your leg tightens along with your left hand on my hip. I cover myself and your hand moves from my hip to pinning my wrist behind my back. I am sobbing and you start "SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK!!! I will not put up with this...ever! SPANK SPANK SPANK you will learn to be respectful SPANK SPANK SPANK!! and not use such filthy language SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK!! do you understand me??!!!" "YESSSSSSSSSSS.....OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW....as i am sobbing and you can feel my tears soaking your calf and the grasp of my left hand on it getting tighter. You spank me with the brush for another minute, scolding me the whole time. "Get up!" As I stand there you look at me and tell me to go to the bureau drawer and get your belt. I go and get it without question but am bawling. You move the chair up and once I hand you the belt you motion me to bend over the back of the chair. "I have never given the belt like this, but you deserve a damn good strapping for your behaviour, and throwing that expensive cell phone the way you did." I am shaking and your hands calm me for a minute but you do not change your mind. You proceed to use the leather harsher than you have before but still not as hard as i know you could have. "Swisssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhh thwack!" "Swissssssssssssssssh thwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack" 20 times with each one making me almost go off my feet and scream. You warn me to stay as still as possible or it will hurt more. When it's over you raise me up by my shoulders and turn me to you and hug me. "I love you." I don't say a word and all you can hear is my silent sobbing but you understand.

You take me into the kitchen where a hard chair and pad of A4 lined paper and pen are waiting. "Sit down and start writing being a spoiled brat will not be tolerated" "snifff sniff how many times? sniff sniff" "Until i tell you to stop and get to bed." You sit at the table and watch me as I write and write. I get to the third page and you can see how emotionally exhausted I am. "Okay, come here." I stand in front of you and completely break down crying. You sit me on your lap and hold me and let me sob and apologize. You wipe my tears and kiss me. "Off to bed..no cream, no rubbing and on lie on your bottom." I nod.

I turn as I go out the kitchen door. "You are wrong about one thing..." You look puzzled as to why I could possibly even think of disagreeing with you at this point. "I don't like you for what you just did...I love you for teaching me a valuable lesson but it will take me a while to get over it, is that fair?" You come over to me and you actually have tears in your eyes. I don't like to have to do this to you darling, but you needed this lesson" as you take my face and kiss me ever so passionately. You take me to bed and tuck me in and I know we will move past this faster than I originally thought.... Before you leave I quietly say..."so...February?" You shake your head and chuckle and again tell me how much you love me.

[rsejyr55]

Wow, very well written, Piper. Sounds like a very rewarding & satisfying relationship. I'm happy for you.

[shadowgin]

Hell yes bad moods are a VERY GOOD DAMN EXCUSE let the men have PMS just once they would be running to the doc for drugs