When I get hormonal I get grumpy and when I get grumpy I get fractious and when I get fractious I get spanked. You’d think I’d learn by now that being fractious isn’t good for my bottom, but during those hormonal surges, I can’t seem to remember anything.
One morning last week I woke up bright and early, and completely fractious. Fractious before the day even starts is never a good sign. Dan wanted to discuss the day and I wanted to grumble. Anytime he suggested something I didn’t like I’d say “Unh-uh” rather pentulantly. I couldn’t help it, I was feeling bad hormonal.
After a few of those negative responses from me he started suggesting he just spank me with various implements. To each suggestion I’d retort “Unh-uh!” It was getting rather riciculous but I couldn’t help it. I was grumpy.
Finally Dan said he’d spank me the next time I said “Unh-uh” if it wasn’t a reply to a direct question. To which, of course, I replied “Unh-uh!” Somebody should’ve just handed me a dunce cap right then and there because I earned it!
Dan told me to roll over on my belly and went in search of the proper implement. I was grumbling but in my state of agitation I was already feeling aggreived so why not add a spanking to that? I pouted a little and resigned myself to my fate.
I didn’t know he was going to go for the big guns. Dan decided the perfect implement for that offense was the “Attitude Adjuster.” I whined a little then because it’s not my favorite toy. It’s wood and varnished so it always leaves an impression. I don’t even remember how many he gave me, I think ten, but it was plenty. I was whimpering and complaining the whole time. That thing burns something awful!
I wish I could say that fixed everything…I wish! I just couldn’t shake the grumpies though and the next thing I knew, I said “Unh-uh!” again. I know it’s called the “Attitude Adjuster” but why did he have to take that so literally? I was yelping and kicking by the end of that second dose and I sort of promised I wouldn’t say it again. Sort of.
Was it over yet? Nope, not quite. In fact, it took about three more rounds before I finally had the “Unh-uh” spanked out of me. I know it was a bit much, but once it was all over, I was a whole lot more relaxed and the grumpiness I’d been feeling and fighting was under control. I was left feeling somewhat sore and much more agreeable.
I hate to admit it, but I guess the “Attitude Adjuster” does work. I wonder if I should admit that here though? Dan reads this and I don’t want to give the man any ideas. *wink*
Photo found at Retro Raunch.