Have I mentioned lately that I seriously need a spanking?
This happens from time to time. I wish I could say I was always a good girl who never needed to be spanked and only ever got happy pleasure spankings... but alas that would be a lie (and also a spankable offense...hmm....). Anyways....
I've come to accept something about myself. I need discipline and punishment. It makes me happy, makes me feel safe, and turns me on a lot. The fact that it turns me on doesn't make it any less punishment... but I think that's a blog for a new day. Back to the topic at hand..... need.
Tomorrow I go back to work. In all honesty I got lucky because my work schedule is pretty easy. Saturday, Sunday, Monday and Thursday. Ten hour shifts... but I can still play online from my cell phone. Seems almost too easy.
But.
I've become very used to seeing Daddy and the kids all day everyday. And now my schedule and my routine is changing and its messing with my head. Daddy's right on top of it though. He's already pointed out attitude problems twice tonight. Not good that I had the attitude, but I felt calmer when he pointed it out sternly. I felt safe again.... it comforts me to know that he's watching. And it comforts me that I don't have to pretend around him. He accepts my attitude, my brattiness, my mouth... it doesn't mean he's going to allow me to get away with it, but he has never wanted to change who I am and those qualities all help make up the "me" that he knows and loves.
