It’s been some time since I last posted. I must get in the habit of posting regularly while memories and impressions are still fresh in my mind – especially as my memory is so absolutely atrocious. I feel like there’s much to catch up on.
First of all, I received my first proper punishment a week or two ago. I’d been bratting badly and also wilfully misbehaving in order to test the boundaries of our new dynamic.
I was ordered into the bedroom and laid face down on my Miss’s massage table, where I was secured very tightly. Then the paddling began – over and over until my ass turned a deep warm red, all the while being lectured by my Miss. This lecturing was by far the worst aspect of the punishment. By the end, I truly felt sorry for having disappointed my beautiful Miss.
Chastened, I was finally let off the table and into bed, where I was thankfully allowed to snuggle up to Miss and reflect on my behaviour. I felt so utterly reprimanded I could hardly meet her eye and was very quiet for the next hour or so.
I think this is the first time I’ve received a ‘funishment’ rather than a punishment. It’s not an experience I’d care to repeat.