Wednesday evening was a lot of fun. Master and I haven't had a lot of chances to play lately. My varying work schedule, the fact that I am writing at night (sometimes until late in the night) and the kidlets' activities have made it so that we don't always have a chance for some alone time. Because some of the things we do can be kind of loud we tend to try and reserve the rougher stuff for when we are home.
Its true the crop and the cane don't make a lot of noise but slapping and (now) punching does and the sounds are pretty unmistakable. The kidlets are pretty aware of stuff going on around them (what I wouldn't give for self-absorbed teens sometimes) and they know what the sound of someone being slapped or hit sounds like (it's pretty hard to mistake it for anything else). Since I don't want them to think that Master is abusing me in any way, we tend to avoid the issue by just holding off on the really loud play.
Wednesday night, however, everyone was out of the house except for Master and I. I had forgotten to break down some cardboard boxes before putting them in the blue box, something that Master doesn't like. He decided I needed a bit of a reminder about taking care of details like that and so I was up for a spanking.
It was rough. Really rough. Like hard face slapping, full out wrestling (little bit of biting) rough. We both love when I'm a bit feisty and fight back. I like it because it gives Master a reason to go all out on me. Master likes it because he likes the challenge of subduing me.
Thursday at work, I hurt my back, hence the reason for the second part of the title.
I work in retail and every Thursday I get to move hundreds of pounds of dog food, cat litter and other items. Its really challenging. Usually its not too bad but this week I tried to move a bag of dog food and my back told me it really thought that was a dumb idea. Its some sort of muscular injury but it means that I am off work for a few days and on some pretty good medication.
Master has been looking after me. He stayed home from work today to look after me since I can't walk without help and our house has two bathrooms but neither is on the main floor. Stairs are not my friend at the moment. I'm getting better daily and hope to be back to work on Sunday. In the mean time there is going to be a lot of sleeping in store for me I think. This isn't quite the vacation on a tropical beach I was hoping for but it's all I got.
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