and im a masochist.
Its been, a long time, weeks and weeks since i have had a really good beating.
i miss it
I had a big blow up about the whole s/m thing a few weeks back, threw me off track, i had to re-think or perhaps re focus on what s/m meant to me and where it fitted in.
This last week has been a pretty shit week all round, Master had and is still having a huge work related issue, which has made him angry, and he isnt a man that angers easily. Have been away to visit my brother and sister-in-law who are having marital problems, which turned out to be worse than i thought, i dont think its going to work out, but hopefully im wrong.
Got home on Saturday and my son announced his girlfriend is pregnant (welcome home mum!), does it make me an insensitive bitch that im relieved she has chosen to have an abortion? but regardless its what she wants, its her decision. Huge lecture with son about using condoms, even though she is on the pill, which yes if you forget to take it a few times a week your at risk, lesson learnt, a hard one.
I need a beating, he needs to give me one, to vent, and i need it, because it gives me a period of escapism, gives us both that.