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Into the Arms of September

Written By: gracie - Sep• 01•11

Today was a rough day.  Mistakes were made.  Punishment was meted out.  Tears were shed.

Despite that, I don’t feel wounded.  Tired, yes.  But I feel like I have a reserve of strength I never noticed before.

Some of you might be aware that cold=pain.  Well, let’s just say that my punishment today involved a rather large ice pack, designed for use on the lower back.  It was carefully supervised; no lasting damage was done, but it certainly amplified what my Sir had in store for me.  He spanked me 40 strokes with a hairbrush, down from his intended 100.  I don’t think he realized how effective it was going to be.

Then, at the end of the punishment, something triggered and my lack of an orgasm (on account of it being a punishment) became a (very surprising, unusual) distressing issue of concern.  I don’t think I’ve ever had that reaction before.  I rather enjoy being left squirming and teased.  Today it put me all out of sorts, to the point where I almost wasn’t able to vocalize it at all.  Hooray for communication!  It was sorted, but has left us both very tired, which is why this entry is so short.

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