Wet Jeans.. cont'd...

Yep.... I gotta tell ya - a wet blue jeans spankin' is a new experience for me! Not to mention a PAINful one!

Jeez!

I honestly couldn't tell ya if it's worse on jeans or the bare.

Neither are fun when it's the effin XH strap. >:-(

But I guess I did sorta deserve it. :-< I feel really bad about the delay the customer experienced. I hope he feels like it was made up to him.

This is one HELL of a video, dude! It's way hot (and I'm not just trying to toot my own horn here) ... ok maybe a little. :-)

It's just so original and Daddy as usual uses that commanding, punitive voice that gets me to sit up straight and get into 'jump - how high' mode...


Check out the preview and gallery here!


Love y'all! I best get back to work.....!

<3

Wet Jeans Strapping

Daddy said he was gonna do it!

And he did!

More details and video to come.....

Keeping them happy...

Who?

The customers.

Those of you who are gracious enough to support our little website and purchase downloads and DVDs from our home site, Firm Discipline.

So.... when someone orders several films on DVD and promptly sends a money order directly to us, they should, indeed, expect to have their product within at least a couple of days.

Wellllllllll.......... (I know this will come as a great big surprise to some of you) ... I tend to have a teeny bit of a problem with procrastination.... :-/

I did have legitimate reasons for putting off making the DVDs in the beginning, and even offered a free video to him for the delay. He was very kind and patient with me...

Unfortunately, when the legitimacy ran completely out... I finally got around to getting the customer's product produced and sent to him.

Fingers crossed, he'll receive his DVDs tomorrow (Friday), but he'll definitely have them by Saturday.

So he's got something to look forward to tomorrow....

Me, on the other hand... well............

You can imagine how Daddy feels about this whole deal.... T is out of town for the weekend and I asked if I could borrow her hubby for a couple days. She happily obliged. :-/ (Conspiracy anybody?)

I can't be 100% sure, but I think I heard Daddy say something about wearing blue jeans in a tub and getting a wet bottomed, tight jean clad whippin' from hell. (Surely that was something I dreamed... a nightmare... that's all it was... right..... a dream)....

I guess treating our customers better than that is pretty important. :-{

(I do feel really bad about it... and hope this makes up for it... he'll be receiving a free copy of tomorrow's (ahem) punishment) .....

That is, if it wasn't just a dream......................

Owned

So tonight started out all fun & games...... Til suddenly "Juno" (aka Daddy's hunny)

<I guaran-FUCKIN-TEE you there will be NO more references to Juno as

"momma" "mommy" "mother" "mom" or any other rendition of such
terminology referring to Juno.... Not after THIS night!> 0_o

0_o

... Where was I? Oh right...

All fun & games til Juno decided to BRANG it.

And I do mean BRANG. MOTHUFUCKIN. IT.!!

She made me cry!!!

She made me sob!!

She made me SCREAM OUT!

While the rest of the "party crew" stood by quietly (shit eatin grins on their faces no doubt) in the other room - listening intently to the sounds....

But during all of the noises, one of the most amazing moments of my life took place.... Two of the most precious people I've ever met in all of my life ....

Two people who owe NOTHING to me... In fact, could - beyond all reasonable doubt - tell me to fuck right off out of their peaceful lives, took me on as their own.

I was "collared" as theirs. All three of our initials engraved on the charm around my neck - we made it official .... I'm in tears (again) as I write this... It was such a profound moment in my life.... Two people took me on as theirs.

With my life which has been so full of rejection & ulterior motives....

They love me for ME... In SPITE of me. It's such an amazing feeling.

I know I'm a wreck.

But they're both willing to take a risk on me. It's just mind blowing.

I feel so incredibly loved & cared for.... And yes, it's worth every damn bit of pain that may (ok, WILL) come from either of them, due to corrective measures.... because they CARE about me....

I feel like one of the luckiest girls alive.... And I will, as real as the oxygen I breathe... do my very, VERY best to please the both of them .... Whatever it takes ....

And this blog update will be here to refer to - when (if) - I ever feel defiance coming on...

Because I feel completely devoted to these two incredibly special people....who are selfless enough to love me & care enough for me to see that I succeed.

...something I certainly did not grow up with. And absolutely something I never dreamed I'd experience in my adult life....

I'll do my part.

And that's a promise from the bottom of my heart.

And if ever you're blessed enough to meet either of them, consider yourself very lucky.

Life doesn't get much better than this.

As for my sister.........

For the remainder of this weekend while I'm at work...

God bless her precious soul....

B-)

Spanking Party or Spanking Terror??

So here we all are sitting at Daddy & Juno's (aka Mommy Dearest) (aka Daddy's Hunny) house.... Waiting for dinner to be ready...

I was actually on TIME this time! B-)

Brooke22, Amber Grey, & debs are all sitting semi-patiently in their living room....... Waiting for dinner ....

Waiting for spankings???

It's straight up TERRIFYING..

Just sayin.

I think they're doin it on purpose.....

0_o

Mr. Wood_Paddles (Amber's boy toy. ;-))... Sits quietly in a chair opposite us girls.......

Ok now Daddy & Juno have entered the room .... & I'm catching hell for blogging....

So I'm out! More later! O_o

My New Mommy

Mammacita in Action!

Ok, so the title of this post is MORE than likely gonna end me up whipped again, but hell, I believe the whole 'calling her mommy' thing has already made it on the new list of things to whip debs for..........

Anyway, LilLawBrat, Daddy's wife, has taken on the debs! (everybody give her a round of applause for her fierce courage!) All joking aside, she ain't too much into me calling her mommy ... (I cannot imagine why! ::))) so y'all gotta help me figure out what to call her! LLB just ain't gonna work when she's whippin' the shit outta me.......

I can just hear it now: "NOOOOO LittleLawBrat, NOOOOO!" It just doesn't flow right!

Just sayin.

My last blog post was also about my darling LLB, but it was all about the fun times we had... welllll, this one's gonna be just a teensy bit different.... ok, maybe more like a lot more differenterish. O_0

Since she's decided to take on role as, hell, I don't know what to call it, 'Secondary Disciplinarian?' ..... Like I need more than one person keeping tabs on me! As if! (smile) ... I've already managed to get myself bent over the bed and in position for Mammacita's discipline...

Holy hell.. What an experience!

It wasn't JUST the fact that she had intentions of 'teaching' me about time management, sleep habits, and (what was the other thing.. uhhmmmm...) :D .... I'm sure it was important! ... but rather, it was the intimidation factor! Holy beJEEZUZ! This lady is SCARY! She's got SUCH a commanding, dominant, alpha presence about her. When she walks in the room you can straight up feel it! ... (I'm sure I've mentioned this before!)

And I've also mentioned this part about her... but it certainly deserves a repeat mentioning.. ;-) ... -->

(I also gotta add that underneath it all, she's [in all seriousness] a gem... total sweetheart! The harsh, 'in control' exterior is all a facade! .... Once you get 'in' - which I'm proud to say that I do believe I have achieved... B-) - she's one of the best friends you can have.. generous, kind, HILARIOUS, a great time to be around, loyal, trustworthy, you name it! And I'm HONESTLY not just trying to flatter her.. she's one in a million and I'm very protective of and grateful for her friendship.)

K, enough of that mushy stuff!

I was to report to her home this past Wednesday morning at "promptly 11:00AM" ... Now, LLB is a BIG stickler for on-timedness....... One of her worst pet peeves! - NOT good for a person like me who doesn't HAVE the on-time-gene! :-/ ----- I think she intends to try and instill said gene into me through discipline but............... let's just say she's got her work cut out for her! 0_o ... either that or my ass is pretty much grass for all of eternity.....


The "promptly" bit was scary enough, but of course she had to add in an exceptionally terrifying email the night effing before!!!! Check this shit out!:

 "I've already made up my mind . . . I'm going to talk to you like a redheaded stepchild and whip your ass like it has never been whipped before. After that, we'll have a closing discussion and then be able to move on and enjoy the rest of our day. My goal is to make sure that you experience something tomorrow morning that you will never want to experience again." 

Holy CRAP! I went to bed thirty minutes early! (Yes, I've been given a bed time.. oi) ....

So the next morning I got up (obviously in a state of awe, shock, horror, and terror) :-( ... You'd THINK I'd get there EARLY... considering the statement she gave me of something along the lines of "ripping me a new ass hole if you're late" .......................... yeah. not so much into ass hole rippage fetishes. just. (ahem) sayin.

But noooooooooooooooo, I have to be MYSELF! ... and freaking leave at the last damn minute! I'm hauling ass down the highway (going the speed limit! Honest!), completely stressing... smoking cigarette after cigarette, then spraying myself down with body spray and shoving five pieces of nicotine gum in my mouth at a time... (yes, I'm serious) I finally arrive at her door at (are you ready for this??) 11: freaking THIRTEEN!

Holy fucking hell! I nearly stroked out when I lightly knocked on the door! ... She had told Daddy that he couldn't be there.. so here I am knocking on the door of one of the most intimidating women I know, who HATES tardiness, THIRTEEN minutes late, reporting to her to be friggin punished! ... ACK! I wanted to crawl under a rock and DIE! - (but due to my lack of time management skills, that was not an option!)

"Knock knock knock" ...

Oh fuck, oh fuck oh fuck...

She opens the door.

She does not look happy.

Nope, that ain't an accurate description.

She looks like she is mere seconds from inflicting aforementioned ass hole rippage fetish.....................!

Instantly I reach up and start fidgeting with my hair (something she loathes - for the record) It's a nervous habit! So sue me! ----- errr, maybe I shouldn't say that since she's a lawyer ..... 0_o ....

I also run straight for one of the columns surrounding the entry way and wrap my arms around it, holding on for dear life.

"WHAT time is it?" she demands...

"I'm sorry I'm late I'm sorry I'm late I'm sorry I'm late... there was traffic.. yeah.. traffic.. lots and lots and lots of traffic... and then there was......"

"I SAID what TIME is it!?"

"Eerrmmm.. ten minutes after?" trying to come across as meek as possible...

(Epic Fail!)

"More like THIRTEEN! Hell, I'll just go check the TV! We'll go by THAT time!"

I just continue to grasp the column with everything in me and refuse to look up... 

"Yep," she confirms, "thirteen minutes late. How respectful do you suppose being this late is, hmmm?"

"Not at all, ma'am... I'm very s...."

"You're RIGHT. VERY disrespectful. AND I was winning a game of jeopardy. Now I've LOST! I think it's time you get in that bedroom right this minute."

She points to the bedroom..

"Nooo, PLEASE! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to be late! I was ..."

(She's quite the talented one when it comes to cutting me off mid-sentence! At least in these *cough* disciplinary situations.... <blush>)

"I SAID get in that ROOM! .... unless of course you need to go to the bathroom first?"

I just stand there, column screaming for air due to my death grip, shaking my head no...

"Are you SURE??"

(What the hell am I thinking! OF COURSE I gotta pee!)

"Ok!" ... I release the breathless column and bolt to the bathroom, locking the door behind me.

I stood there for awhile... just kinda ... standing there. I didn't have to pee. Shit! I just needed the comfort of a door with a lock on it opposite a room Mamma is in! Eventually I flush the commode.... (I couldn't let her think I was hiding!)

But I guess I didn't exit the restroom quite soon enough after the flush, cuz suddenly I hear her, "HURRY UP! Get OUT of there! You can't hide in the bathroom all day!!!!"

CRAP!

I flush again, then (petrified) I walk out of the bathroom and very meticulously and thoughtfully begin to wash my (ahem) clean hands...

Eventually, the stalling opportunity ran completely out... and it was time to face the music...

Or in this case, the corner. :-<

I walk in the room and Momma doesn't say a word, she simply points to the corner. GAWD. How humiliating!!!! ... I act like I don't know what she wants momentarily, but quickly learn that ain't gonna get me nowhere good nowhere fast... and end up standing like a friggin kid, nose in the corner.... and let the LECTURING begin!

Time management
Tardiness
Lateness to Work
Hopeless desires for work promotions
Disrespectful behavior
Immaturity......

To name a few...

I just stood there, taking it all in, throwing in a few yes ma'ams, and no ma'ams.... occasionally a nod or shake of the head, which ended in a swift slap on my jeans clad ass coupled with, "I can't HEAR anything when you move your head up and down!"

"Yes, Ma'am!" I clearly and concisely and loudly correct my answers................

This went on for awhile... (To be honest, I was hoping it'd be going on a lot longer than it did.... cuz I knew what was coming....

Then comes the dreaded question:

"Why are you here?"

WHAT? She wants me to tell me I'm here to be spanked for being a naughty girl????? No effing WAY am I saying that! I couldn't I WOULDN'T! OMG!

O.
M.
G.!!!!

She did manage to get a muffled, "I'm in trouble" outta me.... which clearly wasn't sufficient, cuz I quickly found myself being drug over to the bed by my upper arm... "Alright, then, I'll just SHOW you!"

CRAP!

She points to the pillows... get the pillows in position!

Sweet Jesus! I didn't know what to do! I DID know what to do, but I didn't know what to do! Did I know what to do??

Then the brush comes out... GET ((WHACK!)) THOSE ((WHACK!!)) PILLOWS ((WHACK!!)) IN ((WHACK!!)) PLACE! ((WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!!))

Oh shit! She was serious! I jump up and down in shock and reach for the pillows, throwing them in the general direction of where I figured she wanted them... ((WHACK WHACK WHACK!!))

Damn! This woman was impatient as HELL! 0_0

"Is that where your DADDY makes you put them!? Is that ACCEPTABLE PLACEMENT?"

"I don't know, Ma'am! I ..." ((WHACK!!)) ... Jesus! I hadda get my act together! ... So I place the pillows in the center of the bed, and begin to take off my shoes...

"THERE'S a start!"

"Yes, Ma'am"..... then I get up on the bed and lay across the pillows, cringing in anticipation...

The spanking itself is a bit of a blur... I know it started out with her lovely new purchase:

 (Yes, this was the instrument which had already begun the whacking before I had a chance to get in position!)

The first thirteen I had to count out loud (ok, technically FOURTEEN since she didn't tell me BEFOREhand that I was required to count!Oi!) .... I have to admit (and I'm probably a douchebag for publicly admitting this!) but the first several (over my jeans) weren't exactly (ahem) ... too bad... :-X

She moved on to a belt, then some sort of strap, some with her hand, and I'm sure there was some other wooden implement in there somewhere....

Clearly I wasn't being quite vocal enough or something, indicative of an exasperated, "You sound BORED!" from my darling Momma.

"No, Ma'am! Not bored at all No no no! Not bored!"

She wasn't convinced.

"Go on and get 'em down...."

Hell, that could mean a whole HOST of things! I had on panties, leggings, and some ripped up cutoffs over the leggings.... (again, I'll ignorantly admit that I wore these 'ghetto clothes' cuz she'd accused me of dressing 'ghetto' a few days prior and what can I say, it made me laugh! .... So I didn't have any choice but to rub it in a little bit did I?

Nah, I didn't think so either (grin)...

So she starts to try and bring the shorts down... gets all caught up in the leggings and panties and shorts waist bands, and eventually gives up.

"How many damn layers you got on, ANYway??"

"Just (I stifle a giggle) a few..."

"OH so now you think this is FUNNY!" ....

"NO MA'AM! Not funny at ALL!"

"How far down do you want me to go?" I ask meekly.....

"Down to your panties... HURRY UP!"

For once, I immediately do as I'm told..... and this is when the spanking REALLY begins... I honest to god don't know what all was used... what I DO know is that the faster and harder she used that damn brush, the more whimpering and hollering she got outta me!

"Your Daddy told me to spank you until you cried.... are we getting close!?"

I throw in a few whines and attempt crying sounds... (I can't cry on command!)

Yet again...... a not-so-convincing effort.

Whichhhhhhhhhhhh ends in the panties being whisked down to my knees.... There's my bare ass! ... Ripe and red and ready for the rest of my thrashing from momma!

OWWWWW!!! Jeeeeeeez!

So the strap starts going ... then more of the brush... I think a belt? Then she wants to end with a bang apparently...

"I think we'll wrap this up with a couple of FLURRIES!"

FLURRIES?? WTF is a FLURRY?????

I quickly found out this was a ferocious round of rapid fire swats with the brush on each cheek separately...

Somewhere in the mix, she did, indeed manage to squeeze a few tears out of me... (which was made apparent from the wet spots on "HER" pillow - she made sure I knew who took ownership of said pillow... MORE than once)....

SHEESH!

I don't like the flurries.

No I do not. :-/

Finally the spanking is over and I'm directed to the corner again... (groan) .... and again, I feel like a silly little girl being punished like a child...... (I'm beginning to think that was the idea all along.... hmmmm) ....

I stand there in the corner, pants and panties down, feeling extremely vulnerable and extremely embarrassed... and the lecturing and what she calls 'closing discussion' (can we say lawyer? sheesh!) ... begins again.... I lean over to the side to kind of catch my breath...

"Did I SAY LEAN!???"

She adds a few more slaps to my very sore ass.....

I jump back up in position and just look up to the sky, almost as if I'm praying, as she yanks my shorts down further... GAWD!

I believe momma has made her point very loud and very clear.... I'm still feelin' a certain bruise on my left cheek.... (insert pouty face here)....

So there you have it. Mommacita and debs' first ever punishment spanking session.

NEVER AGAIN!

Right?

WRONG.

Seems as though not keeping my tags up to date, being 10K miles behind on an oil change, and arriving at work 9 minutes late a few days later.. (ahem) ... isn't acceptable in momma's eyes...

So I guess here we are again!

She keeps asking me, "Isn't this fun???"

NO, MAMMA, NO!

She doesn't agree...

I might add that we did end up having a lovely afternoon. She took me to a very nice lunch, we talked and laughed like the best of buds, and even went on a shopping trip!.... and something was purchased on said shopping trip (by my dearest mommy) ... ;-) .... but that's a whole different story that I'll refrain from sharing on this particular blog post.... (grin)

....

So. LLB Spanking done. Check.

Great afternoon with LLB. Check.

Good Girl status obtained from LLB. Check.

So WHY, I ask you... did Daddy feel the need to ALSO punish me later that night!?

(Momma sure was quick to run off to Dallas for the night for a lovely spa treatment so Daddy would have ample opportunity!)

And as usual, daddy BROUGHT it. There were no videos this time, though. This was strictly punishment. I seem to have a problem controlling my emotions. (This was also part of momma's punishment) ...

But Daddy brought the point... well, all the way home...

I think that's enough said about that. We all know Daddy don't play. :-/

This evening LLB and I were having a lovely little text message chat in which I was told I was "so cute when I was trying to get out of trouble".... yet somehow not cute enough to actually GET out of trouble. :-<

(How could you spank something so sad?????)

Butttttttttttttttt it seems the pout was unsuccessful... so the saga continues... to be continued... etc etc etc....

Oh yeah, did I mention both Momma AND Daddy assigned me essays to write!!??? >=/


I finished Momma's... You can find it on my website, Firm Discipline, but I have yet to complete Daddy's assignment... Her's was to be on emotions and how I control them.... Daddy's? I gotta re-read his "I am a Disciplinarian" and re-write it pretty much from my perspective..... an interesting assignment, actually, but hell, that's gonna take some time! I've already asked for an extension (which was granted with the addition of a spanking! Mean ole Daddy :-P) .... So we'll see if I get it done in time... Watch this space!

P.S. Y'all gotta help me come up with a good name for my new Momma since she's being so stubborn about bein' called Momma!!!! LLB just won't do! Suggestions of any kind will be greatly appreciated!

Til next time!

<3

So about Mrs. Daddy

Mrs. Daddy has arrived. O_0

Some new developments have been brewing around these parts! and THAT'S one helluva'n understatement, lemme juz tell ya!

Mrs. Daddy -aka LilLawBrat, aka Daddy's beloved wife, well - I ain't gonna lie - she has ALways intimidated the living CRAP outta me. Always! She don't take NO bullshit off NObody, & she SCREAMS Alpha female without making even a tiny PEEP! Just by merely walking in the room - she OWNS that room - every single time. And damnit if I didn't pick up on that shit!

So naturally, the idea of her *actually* whippin me over a *real* deal discipline
issue????? ...scared the ever livin' FUCK outta me!

But, hell, I felt safe & sound, snug as a bug... iz all graaaaaaavy baby.

Why, you might ask? Well let me just tell you!

She was a bottom.

She repeatedly said she would never top.

She was plain & simple, straight up, no questions asked, *adamant* that she didn't switch.

With anybody.

Ever.

End of story.

End of discussion.

I. Was. Safe. B-)

Wellllllllll, before I go on, I guess it's pretty pertinent information for y'all to know that here within the last month or so, we've somehow gotten past the awkward stage (said awkward stage faulted by myself, no doubt, cuz I was so damn scared of her with absolutely zero basis for that fear, except my goddamn insecurities. ) & have actually found that we really REALLY dig each other! We've, in fact, become damn good friends!

With the newfound friendship the intimidation factor (at least for me) has depleted exponentially!

Great stuff, right?

I think so.

Nah, I know so. ;-)

But of course NOW she's suddenly all gung ho about switching it up on me & has *SOMMMMMMME* kinda urge to whip. me. blind.!!! ..... 

Look at that damn SWANG!

Go.

Effin.

Figure.

>=|

I know you're all just nippin at the bud to find out the good stuff so.... What the hell, I'll humor you. Did I mention I'm a giver?

To start, some background info:

This past Saturday I was supposed to be at work at 3:00PM.... Well, I got up around 10 that morning and let the dogs out... Set my alarm for 12:30 & crashed.... And I do mean CRASHED.

Fast forward several hours, the next thing I know, it's 3:15 and Mr. & Mrs. Daddy are banging frantically on my door..... I JUMP outta the bed and run to the door.... Huge t-shirt, some raggedy old sweat pants, & hair goin EVERY effing where. .... I was lookin a HOT fuckin mess!

But that was the LEAST of my concerns... The two of them come barging in (mind you, my mind was just as foggy as my appearance was *tragic*......) & start hollerin almost simultaneously -

"WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN DOING!!!!!"

I refrained from stating the obvious :-X

"What TIME is it?????" I'm rubbing my eyes and trying to figure out my name in the process.

"THREE FIFTEEN!!!" Mrs. Daddy points at the clock...

"NO fucking WAY. Y'all are fuckin with me....."

"NOPE! Look at the clock!"

"SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I live 30 mins away from work and I had to tend to the animals, take a shower, brush my teeth (my breath was KICKIN'!), get everything ready for my long work weekend, & haul ass to work!

Don't remember most of that cuz I was like -seriously- freakin' out.. My boss had JUST had to talk to me about being late like a week or two prior.... :-[

Anyway, made it to work finally (very late), but still employed, I carried on as usual.

It shouldn't come as a surprise that Mrs. Daddy texted me later on. I think its contents speak for themselves. Stanley's, for the record, is a BBQ place in the town I work in & they go eat there damn near every Saturday of the year......

Incidentally, my house is located just about halfway down the route to Stanley's...

So here's the text conversation between us:

Me: Y'all shoulda stopped by beFORE Stanley's !!

Her: No, you should have set your alarm! You're just lucky we stopped at all.

Me: :-/ I know! Don't forget how fragile I am !! :-S

Her: Fragile, my ass! You couldn't even make it 24 hours without
getting in trouble.

Me: :-S Please don't hurt me!

Her: We shall see. Such irresponsibility can't go unpunished. Hmmm, I
will have to think of something.

Me: I hate it when "hmmm" comes out.... :-X

Her: Good, let it simmer in your mind for awhile.

Me: Oi..... Just.... Oi!

Her: Not so much fun now, huh?

Me: Nu uh :-/

Her: And I am not even mad yet. More than anything, your Daddy and I
were very worried. We thought something had happened to you when you
didn't answer us.

Me: I iz sorry :-( ida been worried too .....

Her: Not as sorry as you will eventually be, my dear.

Me: :-Z

Her: Poor thing, not only a Daddy to worry about anymore. I am sure he
has something to say about today too. So, how late did you end up
being?

Me: Hey there's gotta be some sorta double jeopardy law in place here!!!!

Me: Hour & a half. :-X

Her: Woo-wee! That's 90! Bad girl!

Her: No ma'am, you worried both of us, so you get to pay the piper twice.

Me: That is so totally unfair!!!!!!

Her: No, not unfair. We were both worried sick and cut our shopping
trip short to make sure you were okay.

Her: That wasn't very fair to us, was it?

Me: Err no (ma'am??) 0_o

Her: No is right. Not fair to us at all. Don't worry it will hurt us
more than you.

Me: BULLSHIT! See now you LIEEEE! That's a spankable offense! :-P

Her: Actually the BS is you not getting up for work on time, your Daddy and
I having to come wake your ass up, and you being 1.5 hours late. That's
BS!

Me: I got Nuthin .... (:-z

Her: Now you are getting a lesson in learning not to argue with an
attorney. You won't win.

Her: We are going to eat now and discuss your punishment. Talk to you later.

Me: laterrrrr .. Oh & by the way - You're awesome ! I loves you! Lub
the Debs! :-{

Her: Aww, that's so sweet! But I am still going to give you what for.
If I didn't love you, I wouldn't do what must be done.

Me: You're going to give me what for? That sounds kinda painful!!

Her: It's supposed to be painful or you won't learn.

Me: But your text made no sense! ---///-----> just sayin!

Her: You don't know what "what for" means? I guess I will just have to show you.

Her: I guess that is just something is old folks say.

Her: I guess I could just say I'm going to beat the shit out of you.

Me: (!!!) 0_o

Like I mentioned earlier, in the beginning, she scared me to DEATH! She COMMANDS dominance and respect when she walks in a room & is as tough as nails........... I just finally figured her out... ;-)

Underneath all that tough exterior? - there's one awesome chick who's full of love & compassion, tenderness, loyalty, and amazing friendship. I'm beyond thrilled that we've broken that barrier & you bet your ass I'm proud as hell to call her a dear friend of mine...

How. EVA......... O_o

Do you SEE the finger pointing!?

... getting close to "Mamma Warden" (she says I can't call her momma *nothin* & that I could just call her "Warden" lol... So I compromised!) also meant she began really, genuinely caring
 about me.

Annnnnnnnnndddd therefore arising the need to beat the "bad" outta me! (she's got her work cut out for her! Just sayin!) 

Momma Warden is a natural!

Well, I'll tell ya what; that girl is worth every bit of it. Course she says I may change my mind after she gets her hands on me late this week some time. 0_o

 

Then there's tomorrow. I like to give her a call when Daddy & I wanna get together & she's not there (she works outta town a few days a week).... just to ask if it's ok & whether or not we can hang at their place or if she'd rather it be @ mine.....

They just moved into a new home & she gave STRICT orders that no one was to see it til it was "finished"!

Well, DADDY let me come over one morning ANYway..... Just cuz I needed to pay a guy that works for them for babysitting my kiddo - yes I know - one big happy family! Lol.... And that guy happened to be at the house.....

Well stupid ME leaves a damn REDBULL on the night stand (somethin' Momma Warden LOATHES.)

I wouldn't DARE send a picture like this to
Momma Warden... never! Not me! :-)

And I got found out!!!! ....... that's a wholllllllle different story tho - & is what is responsible for the "fun" night of spanking we had last week - the one that produced the pictures in this post... You know, the one that made Mamma Warden JUST that much more comfortable with the idea of - as she says - beating the shit outta me.
 
So y'all say a prayer for me.... If Mamma Warden says it's ok for Daddy & I to hang out tomorrow, the next couple of days are guaranteed to be in the category of painful for me..... :-/ Cuz she comes home Thursday & if I'm not mistaken, she's got big plans for me ...... Errrr I guess I mean for my poor, fragile, defenseless bottom..... (The one Jay even feels sorry for me for!)

Yep, Jay's feelin' mah pain. I'm convinced of it!

And of COURSE!! - wouldn't'cha know... we've got dinner plans with a bunch of vanillas on Friday night.. so me not cringing EVERY time I sit down should be LOADS of fun for me!!!!

 

Oiiiiiii...... My life....

Just Oi!

Watch this space.... >_<

P.S. I'm a blondie again & I'm lovin' it so I'm'a gloat a lil bit! :D

<3