There was no trip to the shed last night. Mainly because I wasn't very well. I was relieved. But I would have gone anyway, but I wasn't looking forward to it, not like I usually do.
But saying that, spanking did happen. I got my behind whipped with the belt and with the horse crop - two implements that I can take more easily than anything else. And he rubbed in between, he placed his hand on my back and held me...just that touching helped immensely. He took his time, he was gentler than normal...and in doing all of that, I was able to last longer.
I wrote my last post feeling very raw and emotional. A year ago I could take a harsh punishment. As much as sir wanted to give me. Nowadays it seems I've turned into a wimp...for whatever reason. I want to get back to where I was with Sir, being able to take whatever he wanted to dish out. This wimpiness frustrates Him and me.
I think he is quite right not to let me have a safe word because I think I would misuse it. He knows me well. He prefers to read me and stop when he feels I have had enough. Usually, by the time the tears come and I'm saying please no more, he does stop - not immediately - but after a few more strokes he stops. I think that's his way of controlling it, in his mind He gets to say when its over with, not me. After all its a punishment. Not play. And for the most part i do agree with him. A secret part of me afterwards likes the fact that he doesn't stop as soon as I ask him. I mean, what kind of Dom would that make him....not one for me. BUT we have to find a balance.
We talked a bit over the weekend. I tried to explain to him that I WANT to get back to where we were. I WANT to be able to take what he wants to give me. But I need his help to get me there, I need the touching in between strokes, I need the hand placed on my back, I need his words of encouragement. I think he got it. I hope he got it. I think he got it.
I got another spanking a couple of hours ago. He took me up to the shed, bent me over and got out his wooden paddle and began over my trousers, then he took them down and paddled some more. He took it easy. It hurt. Yes. But I took it. He also let me have the control to say when it was over. Not so sure that is such a good thing, but for now, for today, I liked it. But I don't want that control all the time.
So for now, Sir is taking it easier, but I'm still taking it.