Again the idea of a New Spanking Regime raises its ugly head in our home. Dan has decided that he likes the way the latest experiment with the evil spatula has worked so he wants to expand it into a New Regime.

I thought the Bath Brush Regime was bad enough, this one is just plain evil. As you might have noticed in my earlier posts about the mean and evil rubber spatula, it is the one toy I could do without. I’d rather be spanked twice as long with any other toy than be spanked with that spatula.

This new regime idea hasn’t taken off quite yet and I’m working really hard to make sure it never comes about. I’ll do whatever I have to to keep his mind off that evil rubber spatula. In fact, as much as I hate to admit it here…I’ve resorted to doing what goes against my very nature; I’ve actually had to start behaving myself.

I know that’s hard to believe but I’ve got to do it. I can’t let the New Spatula Regime start. My poor bottom would never be without spatula marks. Especially since the last spanking with the spatula left such good marks that it only inspired Dan to make better ones. He’s not going to be happy until he sees “Made in France” imprinted on my bottom. Eeeeeek!

There is an alternative plan that I’m just starting to put into action. I figure if I keep him distracted there’s a chance he’ll forget about the whole idea. Since the spatula is hanging in the kitchen, I’ve started with keeping him out of there. Every time I see him headed that way, I hop up to intercept him.

The other night I was wearing a very full circle skirt and spent most of the night posing myself. At one point, I stretched out on the couch and pulled my skirt up to expose the pretty see through panties I was wearing. Last night I was so desperate, I flashed him when I thought I saw him moving in that direction.

I’m trying not to fall back on the most obvious distractions (sex, blow jobs, waving my naked bottom in his face) too much. After all, I don’t want to wear Dan completely out, I just don’t want him in the kitchen. *wink*