A day of procrastination

Today, I spent all day reading spanking stories online (like this one). I can't stop thinking about the ritual you've created and how much I need it. I crave being over your lap, standing in the corner afterwards, and feeling exposed and humble. I really do need our 'therapy' more than I ever realized.

Heh. And I thought it was all fun and games. ;)

I think this recent round of obsession started with your email about how you'd spank me daily if you were my neighbor. Yesterday, I was thinking about how you'd have to make up reasons, since I'm just so perfect. ;)

Then, when I pulled into my driveway yesterday afternoon, my real-life neighbor gave me a hard time about the brand new dent in my car. Although he chuckled and walked away, I imagined what you probably would have done when I told you how it got there.

And that is what I've done all day besides work.