Never Yawn During a Spanking

Since I went out of town this weekend, I didn't have time to gather all the pictures I wanted and needed for my Monday Musings post.  Monday Musings will be back in all its glory next week.

Still I feel it is my sacred duty to give you all a good laugh to start your week.  I learned a valuable lesson yesterday.  One I feel the need to share with DDers new and old.  The story you are about to read is true.  The names have not been changed, but that doesn't mean I wasn't innocent.

I went out of town for work this week.  Bucko was unable to accompany me, and stayed home to clean the house while I slaved away.  I got back Saturday afternoon, but was totally exhausted from travel.  I don't sleep well in hotel rooms.  My roomie was a good friend, but she snored like a buzz saw.  Bless her heart. Not to mention I was away from my Bucko, which didn't help my sleeping conditions any.  I missed the feel of his arms around me.  So long story short, the rest of Saturday was pretty much shot.

Sunday was better, but I was still pretty exhausted.  I didn't really feel like doing anything.  I even let Bucko go to the grocery store without me so I could take a nap.  He was pretty good about it all, but I am not the most pleasant person when I'm tired.  I was the tiniest bit cranky and Bucko decided that maybe some role affirmation would put me in a less sassy place.  In fairness, I could feel myself being a bit on the bratty side, so I went along with his command to go to the bedroom even though it involved moving off the comfy couch.

I settled over Bucko's lap while he sat on the bed and off he went.  It had been a little while since my last spanking so I was a little tender and pulled a pillow over to keep from reaching back.  That would have been bad, after all.  You know how the story goes from here.  Smack one side then the other and then repeat.  Bucko had settled into a rhythm and I was pretty comfortable despite the pain in my rear.  That's when it happened.  He was drumming away at my backside in a steady predictable beat when my eyes closed and I yawned.

SMACK! (Much harder than before)

Oww! Watch it Bucko.

Did you really just yawn? 

I'm tired I couldn't help it.

Well I don't want to think I'm boring you.  Wake up.

Yes Sir.    

Bucko went back to his rhythm and I tried my best to stay awake.  Then it happened again.  This time once it started I couldn't seem to stop.  Bucko kept upping the ante until we both realized I was just too darn tired.  We ended up laughing hysterically at the silliness of it all.  I mean seriously? Who gets spanked and yawns?  I have been warned that if this were serious and I yawned there would be big trouble.  So my advice for the day.  Never yawn during a spanking.