"Did you weigh in this morning?" "Yeh."
"And?" "I gained a pound."
"Ok, I guess we'll deal with that tonight with whatever else you are due punishment for." "You're going to spank me tonight?"
"It's Sunday, don't we normally handle serious punishment then?" "Yeh, I guess so."
"Do you not want me to?" "Yes and no."
"Well, we're going to go with the yes." "Whatever."
"What's wrong with you?" "You really don't know? All I can say is that I am not feeling submissive right now in any shape or form."
"I know and that is my fault. I have acted pretty badly these last few days. It didn't have anything to do with you, but I know I made you feel bad in the process. Will you please forgive me?" "Of course."
We ended up having a long discussion about everything that happened, and we both felt a lot better.
When it came time for punishment Steve asked me if it was really okay considering everything that happened. I told him that we are each individually responsible for our behavior regardless of what the other is doing. I chose to not stick with my health rules, and I gained weight as a result. I am accountable for that regardless.
"Besides, I really need to get back into a submissive frame of mind." "I think we can accomplish that."
I got it with the hand, spoon, ping pong paddle, lexan paddle, and his belt. My bottom is sore, but it feels so good to get back to our new "normal" .