Saturday, February 11, 2012

Playtime and the After Effects

Yesterday afternoon we took some time to play. It started with a nice leg massage for me. I have a bad knee on one side and a bad hip on the other, my thigh muscles get very tight. Musicman has the strongest hands, it was heavenly, though his hands are getting soft from not working and I miss the callouses. Strange, I know, but I love his callouses, I think it is the contrast against the softness of my skin and the roughness of his hands. I believe I was purring by the time he was done.

I had been laying on my back on the lounge for the massage, my legs were soon up in the air and the hairbrush had come into play. The diaper position is nice for access to the thighs, yep I like my thighs spanked. Strange, I know. This particular position also provides easy access to the lady parts, yep, I like being spanked there too. The brush handle is nicely designed for that use.

When his tongue started in on the aforementioned spanked lady parts I know the top of my head blew off, lol. Before we were done I think I was standing on my head, my back arched so high. I wanted closer, I wanted more. I was reduced to quivering incoherent begging with the need for him.

He is such a gentlemen he gave me everything I begged for.

During a conversation afterwards we were discussing was I a good girl or was I a bad girl. I like the conclusion we came to, and that is: I'm a girl who is really good at being very bad.

Shortly after that conversation I found myself on my knees at his feet, showing him exactly how good I am at being bad. Yep, that little heart pillow is coming in very handy.

I'm going to miss our afternoon play times so much when he goes back to work.

I fell asleep last night with the lingering after effects of the afternoon.  By this morning the physical effects were gone. No bruises this time thank goodness, though I do find it cute that he likes to check frequently for bruising.

I've always heard it said that there is a fine line between pleasure and pain. I'm not sure when or how, but my brain has definitely crossed that line. That is the physical benefit of spanking, at least for me. It's also the reason why it would never work as a discipline tool for me.

Then there is the mental and emotional benefit. Feeling his control, whether it is in the form of spanking or him pulling my hair while he fucks my face, or even when he states something as opposed to asking or suggesting, it flips a switch in my head. There is an instant change in mindset for me. I feel so contented, so fulfilled. Like everything is right with the world, and even when Rat intrudes and tells me it's not, it doesn't bother me.

I guess that is what is known as a submissive mindset, I don't know why, unless it's because it seems to require an external dominant influence to achieve. I really don't care what it is called, I just know I like it a lot.

We had a lazy day today just hanging out together watching the snow fall. The mindset lingers today, fueled by the casual swats and dominant remarks. I don't know why I feel so soft and giggly at these times, and I don't really care, I just know I like it a lot.


18 comments:

  1. Sounds like you had a lovely play time! It touched me that he likes to check for bruises, how sweet. And I too love those little signs of domination such as little reminder pats throughout the day. :)

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    1. I always giggle when he checks for bruises, I'm not normally a giggly type girl. I am finding I like it a lot.

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  2. I'm so glad you got your playtime!

    "When he states something as opposed to asking or suggesting, it flips a switch in my head. There is an instant change in mindset for me. I feel so contented, so fulfilled."

    I know exactly what you mean. I don't know why it's so, but I know it is so.

    Hugs,
    PK

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    1. Isn't it the most amazing thing? Why did I not know about this before? Haha, there is fodder for another day, lol.

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  3. How nice that you like it a lot and that it flips a switch in your head when he states something.

    It's great you are enjoying the lifestyle so much. Hope you keep sharing your journey.

    FD

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    1. I don't know how I would figure it out any other way. I would really like to know why no one mentioned this little switch to me sooner. LOL

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  4. What a beautiful afternoon you had together.

    I can relate too, to the switch being flipped.

    Thank you for sharing with us. You sound so content.

    Fondly, Sky

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    1. Thank you Sky, it's nice to know others have this switch too.

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  5. Oh, the switch, the switch. The switch that melts me into a soft malleable little puddle of girl goo.

    How I do love that switch, and all those things you mention in this lovely post.

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    1. "puddle of girl goo" I like that description.

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  6. Yes, I agree! That switch happens for me too! xxxx

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  7. Sounds as if you had a wonderful day. All except the snow that is. I think I am allergic although here in Sunny Warm Florida it is 36 degrees this AM. Do you know how cold that is to us thin blooded people? HAHA. Maybe I can get hubby to warm parts of me up. Wish me luck.

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  8. Yep! I have that switch too lol!

    Dee x

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    1. Do our guys know about this switch? LOL.

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  9. You sound so happy and content. I imagine you're both going to miss afternoon playtime. However, there are those calluses to look forward to. ;)

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    1. I like the way you find the positive side. He will start working on rebuilding hid callouses on Friday when he starts back at work.

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