|How sweet is that...|
We had a tiff. Well, he was irritated, I woke up to it, and the party continued.
|This seems to be my motto...|
I made have made the fatal mistake of laughing inappropriately at what I saw as a threat (turns out it was a promise). Said laughter earned me peeing in a cup every morning.
He asked me if I needed the belt. I hemmed and hawed, (I don't like the belt) finally settling on "I don't know".
He make me kneel in front of him as he pissed all over me. I tearfully admitted that I had never realized not everyone experienced emotion over little things as intensely as me. Oddly enough, he already knew that, and seemed surprised that I didn't...I tried to explain that he had gotten a faulty model, but he didn't seem to care...Apparently he's keeping me, regardless of failing parts.
Then he took me over his knee where I proceeded to lose count several times, never making it past ten. The lesson? I appear to have a problem with my definition of 24/7. it is always, not just when I want.
He said, "that first piss of the day that you cherish so much, is now mine. You'll pee in a cup every morning until I say otherwise. Because you are mine always, at all times. Even in the morning. Is there something that you don't understand about the term 24/7?"
Because really, peeing in a cup before 7 AM, and this whole morning thing...
Yea, he wasn't having it.
I feel remarkably better today...
This is always, in all ways.
And really, how can one not appreciate a man who values damaged property like a rare misprint?