We went out to dinner last night. A local restaurant had a New Year’s Eve special. Unfortunately, it wasn’t very special. Lion had to send his food back twice before it was right. We got home in plenty of time to watch reruns and for Lion to have a sizable nap.
Before he fell asleep I brought out a paddle to do some of our new punishment swats. Lion said he still had sore spots from Sunday. I couldn’t see any bruises but I don’t doubt he had sore spots. I offered to wait a day to swat him. He’d been the one who suggested swats every day. One day in, he was asking for a reprieve. Yes, I know. I give in too easy. He asked for it and I should have held him to it. However, once there is a bruise, it’s best not to hit that same spot right away. If I can’t see where it’s sore, how can I avoid the spot? Plus, for once it’s not me forgetting or giving up. There’s some satisfaction in that.
This morning, Lion said we could play our football game when we watch one of the bowl games we’re recording. I don’t think I want to do that. I’d much rather do the punishment spanking practice than whomp him for points, especially since it’s so close to the last football game. If we’re going to see how this new technique works we’ll have to give it a fair shake. We’ll just enjoy the game and worry about the swats sometime this evening.
The other night, I gave Lion a ruined orgasm. I wanted to see if I could give him another one right away, as he’d requested some weeks ago. He said he didn’t think it would work. I don’t know if it was just that night or in general. I’ll have to try again sometime. It’s worth a shot.
We rang in the new year quietly. We had some eggnog and counted down with the TV. I’m not sure I’ve ever been to a New Year’s eve party. People and parties just aren’t my thing. I’d much rather spend the time in bed with my sweetie next to me. [Lion — Me too!]