Naughty Irish Imp

Naughty Irish Imp

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Uh Oh




March 24th, 2015


I saw my Daddy Dom just this past Friday for a punishment session.

Typically, now, there are several months between offenses for me, as I've grown and my behavior has improved.

But now, just 4 days later (actually 3, since it happened last night) I am in trouble again. BIG trouble. I broke the texting and driving rule.......a multiple repeat offense.

I'm a ball of nervous energy as I go through the motions of my day today, the fact that I will see my Daddy Dom tomorrow to answer for this lapse in judgment, never far from my mind.

My stomach is knotted and I keep tracing my fingertips over my newly un-sore bottom, knowing it will not remain in this state for long.


Saturday, March 21, 2015

Tender Reflection



March 21st, 2015


I saw my Daddy Dom yesterday. It seemed like I hadn't seen him in forever, though in actuality it had only been about 6 weeks. Still.....far too long for my liking.

Again, only 1 punishment list entry to be taken to task for.......but it was a serious one.......my blatant disrespect toward him several weeks back in a fit of rage.

He wrapped several other underlying issues into the session. We discussed my irrational quest for control over all things; as well as my tendencies to lash out verbally when I am displeased. My "quirks", I call them, that effect my overall happiness. We are working on adjusting them.......slowly. Many of these things I struggle with have been a part of me for years.

I am incredibly sore today, just 24 hours post session. My bottom pulsing and aching; an ever present reminder of my sound punishment for my naughty behavior. I am lost in thought; more so than normal even.......replaying his words, reliving the session, trying to analyze and absorb all I can.

Quiet.......

Tender.......

Reflective......

Content.




Saturday, March 14, 2015

Always and Forever



March 14th, 2015


I am always with you.

And you are always with me.

I can feel your warmth as you wrap me in your arms. I can feel your hands against my skin.

I can hear your deep, resounding voice. I can hear the steady, reassuring beat of your heart.

You are always with me, Sir.

And I, always with you.

Always and forever.

Promise.