After several days of fighting bedtime with our toddler, Sir and I were running on fumes. It had been days since we had played. Sir hadn’t had any release in almost a week. We both decided last night we were going to make things work. Our Friday needed to be calmer for both of us. So we hatched a plan (as all good parents do).
After dinner we spent a lot of time outside. Both boys love bubbles, so they were entertainment for awhile. As an aside, our dog also loves to chase and catch bubbles; something the baby loves to watch. And, after the kids were tired and dirty from playing outside, we used that to get them in the bath. Another energy expense, as splashing and toys keep them moving (no relaxing bubble baths for these two). All clean we curled up downstairs to watch a few cartoons. We hoped this would calm them down and it worked. A little after 8pm we laid the baby down without incident. We read a few stories to the toddler, covered him up and went downstairs. We heard noises for only minutes. It was beautiful. Not even 8:30pm and both kids were out. I think that was more than half the win.
Sir wasted no time in enjoying our peace and quiet. I was ordered to strip and follow him to the kitchen while he poured himself a drink. After returning to the living room I became a table for his glass. It was the calmest I have been in days. Just being there for his use.
I was able to give him the release he craved. Another activity that calms me. We headed back upstairs. I was played with for over an hour. We haven’t had the time for such hard intimacy and it was a welcome relief. And Sir even tried punching. It was a lot different that the feeling of spanking. I like the thud. I doubt I will bruise, maybe once he gets more comfortable with harder hits I can get a pretty purple for him.
Afterward, he marked me in the shower before he let me clean up. I was his. After my shower I crawled into bed, feeling successful in my day. Pleasing him gives me a satisfaction that no manner of cleaning can provide.
Hopeful for a similar weekend. Our kink can’t always be at the forefront of our lives, but it is always just under the surface. I still classify myself as a 24/7 submissive/slave, I just have responsibilities that Sir accepts have to take priority sometimes. But during our time together, I can let all that go and just be his.