Turning into a wimp

Hmm, I used to be able to take a pretty hard spanking but lately I am turning into a wimp. He can still use wood, but only at about half as hard as he used to have to, to get the same reaction. I guess that is a good thing, he doesn’t have to work near as hard as he used to.

My office is right next to our spanking playroom, so if I’m working in my office, I get a spanking interruption periodically, which is a nice distraction.

Today I got the brush, hand, a couple straps, the blue meanie, a cane and evil as he was I had to count the brush strokes toward the end of my spanking. I really hate counting, I guess that is why he makes me count them sometimes! The brush first came over my jeans which still had a bite to it, that was my warm up. Then down came the jeans for more of the brush followed by the other implements. He did throw in his hand as a treat at the end. Though, he also used his hand on my thighs which I told him was NOT candy.

Maybe I am just getting whiny, or at least a lot more vocal than I used to be.