It has been full of insanity around here since Thanksgiving. I had hoped after Turkey had come and passed that things would be a bit more manageable. Even putting a plan together moving forward didn’t help as life had other ideas.
My job has become the bane of my existence. We had one person retire and his job was passed on to me and my two co-workers. Another person from our department was moved to another job and we lost that position completely, it is gone. His work has been passed on to me and my two co-workers as well. My bosses bos has farmed out some of his work and yup you guessed it…it is now the responsibility of me and my co-workers.
Needless to say we always did our jobs very well (not to brag) but we did; yes I said did. We took pride in the work we do and at least speaking for myself I do love what I do. With the added work we have been handed we have reached a point that we are barely keeping our heads above water. None of us look forward to going to work any more. We are unable to keep up with our original load of work much less all that has been added.
All that has left me questioning whether or not I want to remain there.
On a much better note my little pen making business has taken off nicely. I set up a Etsy shop and have been making some sales off there. Friends and family have been snatching them up almost as fast as I can make them. So most evenings after work and dinner is done I head out to the garage and do some work. Then again on Saturday mornings you can fin me out there with my coffee while turning pens.
I find though that I do like it, it is such a switch from what I do I can get my head in a different mindset and enjoy it.
For those that are curious and want to take a peek you can find it here http://www.etsy.com/shop/TheWoodDom
Inventory is a bit low at the moment as I sold a fair amount in the past month but I will be restocking and adding some new items as well.
Babygirl has been busy in her own right she was offered some lucrative writing jobs which was very nice to see especially with the holidays right around the corner. What that meant though she had to keep her nose to the keyboard and I was jumping in to help with the boys even more and lending a hand with dinner and cleanup so she could work more hours.
With all this going on the D/s in our life began to take a back seat. Oh to be sure there were still the rituals and protocols happening but beyond that not much else. Oh sure there were a few spankings here and there in between but nothing that came close to the deep seated emotional release we both needed.
I was tired and grumpy, she was tired and at wits end wondering whether she was going to meet deadlines.
Last week I made a decision we needed to regain that connection come hell or high water!
First I looked I looked at my calendar to check the date, just our luck the upcoming weekend was the third weekend of the month. Then I checked online and sure enough the munch and after party were on for Sat.
I made a phone call and secured a babysitter for Saturday. My mom would be here at 1:30 and could stay till 11:00. Not as much time as I would have liked but VERY doable.
Then I told Kayla my plan, she hemmed and hawed a bit, “what if this, what if that.”
I wasn’t taking it, enough I told her we’re going.
Saturday Morning I packed the toy bag and had it in the trunk; didn’t want to be putting that in the car when mom got here as that would certainly raise some eyebrows.
I picked out some clothes for Kayla to wear to the munch and then something for later at the Dungeon.
The time came and we headed to the munch, it was wonderful, relaxing, and just a good time. There was a good sized group of people there and we knew most all of them, we snacked, talked, laughed, and just had a great time.
Master M talked about the party that night and it would also be the Club Christmas party. Excellent I thought it would be a good group of people then.
After the munch broke up we went out to dinner, a dinner with just us and no boys. It was a celebration dinner of sorts; her writing jobs and my pen sales. After dinner was eaten we went to the store and bought Kayla a new top to wear to the club. By the time we were done there it was time to head to the club.
When we arrived there were already some people there gathered in the socializing area time was short and that we had to make the best of it so I sent her to get the toy bag and bring it upstairs to set everything out telling her what I wanted.
I gave her a few minutes to get things ready and I made my way upstairs, like the good girl she was the toys were laid out and she was patiently waiting for me. I told her to get undressed and that we would be using the suspension ropes so we will need the wrist cuffs. She eagerly shed her clothes and handed me her cuffs.
In the blink of an eye her hands were above her head clipped to the ropes and I began warming her up with the small flogger. From there one of the new paddles I made and then the big flogger. Then it was the Dragons tongue, the Whartenburg wheel, the rubber paddle. She was deep in sub-space by that point and I went for broke; I made one paddle it’s long and narrow made out of Oak. It has wonderful balance and it’s heavy. I landed a hard blow across both cheeks with it, if she could have pulled those ropes out of the ceiling she would have.
I let that settle in as I walked around to the front of her and slapped her face. Then I stood there, just stood there in front of her as I slowly took off my glasses; “Will you look at that, they’re smudged.” Again slowly I took a handkerchief out of my pocket and began cleaning them. She went wild, how dare I stand there silently taunting her and not giving her more. I smiled a dark evil smile as I walked behind her and picked up a cane and proceeded to land several blows across her now warm ass.
Again I went through the toys covering her back, ass and thighs. Several times I asked her a color and as if to mock she would say green. Again with the heavy Oak paddle and this time she let out a scream that could be heard over the sounds of God Smack (how fitting) being played over the club music system.
I used the handles of some of the toys to run across her pussy while she hung form the ropes. She rode them like a wild animal. I touched her clit with my finger and she was SO close to climax but only to be denied.
Several more times after that I got her to let out some screams before I ended the session. I unhooked her form the ropes and helped her to the cushions so she could sit down. As she sat she let out a bit of a yelp as her ass was a bit tender. I wrapped her in her blanket and held her, stroking her, caressing her, telling her how much I loved her as she came back up from sub-space. When she was able to be left I went and got her some water.
I packed the toys and told her to get dressed, back downstairs we went and we socialized some more. A few comments were made about her screams; yeas they heard them in the social area. I then showed them the paddles I made and they were well received. After the New Year I will be adding some paddles to be sold as well.
The clock struck 11 and it was time to be gone before the babysitter turned into a pumpkin. It was hard to say good-bye as it was such a good group of people at the Dungeon that night, good energy, and just a good time.
When we got home I walked my mom to her car and it was then I got a good look at Kyla’s ass.
It was still bright red and had some lovely marks on it.
In the end she admitted it was what we both needed.
