Attitude Adjustment Incoming
The Discipline Diaries #73
So, I didn’t exactly drop one of those spinning plates that I told you about the other week. However, I have nevertheless managed to incur my Head of House’s displeasure.
Never a good thing.
A series of unfortunate events at work have left me narkier than usual and my sense of humour finally failed last Wednesday morning. I had a bit of a paddy and my HoH was in the firing line.
Now, my backside is in the firing line and I don’t much fancy the 12 with the boudoir paddle that I’ve been promised.
Originally, these were supposed to be administered immediately post-maintenance on Sunday but maintenance was postponed and now I’m in purgatory.
I’d rather have the 12 straight now and then, have ‘maintenance only’ on Sunday, (yes, we’re back to Sundays!), however this all hinges on the difference between a postponement and a cancellation.
This latest round of maintenance was billed as a postponement rather than a cancellation but I am hoping - beyond all hopium - that it will morph into a cancellation what with next Sunday drawing ever nearer and those 12 with the paddle still to negotiate!
Do you think if I ask for them very, very nicely, I might get them without having to survive maintenance first?
No, I don’t think so either… but it might not prevent me from trying.
I loathe having to wait for it, I seriously rather just get it all over with, feel the benefits and start again.
In some respects, this paddling is the last thing I need right now - I really do have a lot on my plate and yet, at the same time, it is probably precisely what is required to coax me back on track before things become very much worse.
I’ll be honest here (as always), I’ve no idea what the paddy was even about now. It could be any one of about 30-odd things(!) It has truly been that crazy here lately.
That’s the one good thing about being married to a disciplinarian though - they always seem to know what it was we did wrong and they are very, very good at telling us about it!
What I’m really worried about is having to put up with the whole shebang; maintenance plus the 12. At this moment in time, maintenance is a hand-spanking of indeterminate length (sigh), 6 with the slipper (it’s a gym shoe!), 6 with the leather boudoir paddle (yes, THAT one) and 6 with the crop - which I found rather intolerable the other week, despite usually coping with it handsomely.
Adding 12 of sir’s best with the boudoir paddle doesn’t really bear thinking about just now - 6 with it the other week, began tearing my backside up.
Sorry. I’ll stop pouting now, go and find him and see if we can’t thrash out a deal before Sunday rolls around or - worse - before he conducts an impromptu ‘make up’ maintenance session followed by the punishment paddling promised.
Of course, popping the question could make the whole thing an awful lot worse…
Either way, attitude adjustment incoming!
Best (s)Wishes,
Jacqui James
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Maybe he'll forgive all spanks due to the season. I hope.