Thursday, March 11, 2010

A Birthday Milestone



This year a cheezburger wasn't exactly what I had in mind. And as for the title of this post, I don't mean one of those major age-related milestones. Thank goodness the next one's not for another, oh, several years at least (wink!) This was a birthday milestone of another sort.

I told you a while ago about my determination to have a birthday spanking this year. Although Ron had said he would give me one - and before breakfast at that - I thought it wouldn't hurt to remind him. So three days before the event, I asked him if he was really going to celebrate the big day before breakfast.

"What?" he asked. "Oh, I was just joking."

"You were?" About the spanking or about the timing, I wondered.

"How about after breakfast?" he responded, and I relaxed. That would be fine too, and at least I had gently made it clear that I would not be forgetting about it this year.

When the big day arrived (it was was actually the same day as my blogaversary) I got a hug, a kiss, a lovely gift, a card, my favourite breakfast - but no spanking. I almost questioned the omission as I left for the office, then though better of it; if Ron had something planned for later on, I didn't want to spoil it by being too pushy.

But all day I remained preoccupied, and unwanted questions darted through my mind. I kept up a steady internal dialogue with myself whenever I was not busy with a task at work. He's forgotten.
I'll sulk. Should I remind him when I get home? He's hoping I won't say anything. I'll cry. Maybe I should email him. He'll say "wait till next year". I'll stop speaking to him. I need to IM him. He's got something wonderful and exciting planned. He'll pretend he's forgotten. I don't care. Yes I do. If he says no...

On the way home I decided to think positively, and made some very pleasant spanking images dance through my mind, wiping away all traces of the negative conversations from earlier that day. After all, I reminded myself, you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.




I did the usual things when I got home - unpacked my briefcase, changed, checked the snail mail - but when Ron had failed to mention spanking after about ten minutes, I decided I had to act. I
was still feeling very excited and optimistic as I firmly fixed a pleasant smile on my face. In a cheerful tone of voice, I broached the subject.

"So, you didn't give me that spanking after breakfast," I began.

"Um, no..." Ron looked puzzled.

"So when are you planning to do it?" Still determinedly light and playful.

"Any time. When do you want it?"

"Any time." It felt like a tennis match. I needed to take charge. "Before dinner."

"Before dinner it is," and Ron resumed watching the news. But I still had details to clarify.

"Do you know what you have to do?" I queried pleasantly.

The puzzled look returned. "Do?"

"You have to give me one whack for each year, plus one to grow on," I explained. Ron looked relieved. I can't imagine what he thought I was going to say. I felt I had done my bit, and settled back to watch television and wait.

When the program was over Ron escorted me upstairs and chose a brown leather paddle to commemorate my birthday in the traditional manner.

"Do you want to count, or should I?" he asked. This was turning into the type of spanking I had only dreamed about. Counting! We'd never done that before. I pondered the question.

"Do you want me to?" It seemed like an appropriately submissive sort of thing to say.

"I'll count," Ron decided, and, with my pulse pounding in my ears, I pulled down my jeans and panties with shaking hands, then bent over the end of the bed.

Whack! "One." Whack! "Two." I was suddenly seized with giggles as I realized that this was fun! I alternately laughed and yelped until I realized that a birthday spanking hurt just as much as an ordinary one, and I simply didn't feel like laughing any more.

In no time at all, it seemed, we reached twenty-five. Ron stopped and stroked my pink cheeks for a while. Then he resumed the celebration. At fifty, he paused again for more rubbing before completing the final assault. He finished with a flourish for the "one to grow on" and I was both relieved and sorry that it was over. Mostly, though, I was thrilled that I had finally been granted my wish.

I was walking on air for the rest of the evening. In fact, my mind was full of the excitement of our recent encounter, and I found it difficult to concentrate. I absent-mindedly got leftover ham and scalloped potatoes out of the fridge for dinner, only to see Ron busily slicing potatoes. I'd forgotten our plan to have fish and chips. Then I opened the can of asparagus from the wrong end (oh, noes!) and got told off for that.

"No more spankings before dinner," Ron scolded playfully. "They make you stupid." I couldn't argue with that. I was giddy and glowing, and we had a delightful evening, with lots of laughter and hugs.

I can't wait for next year's birthday celebration. And I learned an important lesson; being as sweet as honey really pays off.




From Hermione's Heart

17 comments:

PK said...

Sounds like you had a wonderful time! There have been many times that I could have gotten angry and snippy. I've written the angry emails but thank goodness I always wait a day before sending anything I've written in anger. 99.9% of the time I don't send them. I agree that the honey method works much better!!

I hope when your next birthday rolls around in a few years you can celebrate again the same way!

Hugs,
PK

Sara said...

Hermione, I am SO glad you got what you have wished for! This is bound to be the very best year ever!

Our Bottoms Burn said...

my hopes that next year you will paddled without your coaching.

ronnie said...

Wishes do come true then :)

I'm really happy that you had your birthday spanking Hermione. I bet it's it was the best birthday present you had.

Thanks for sharing.

Love,
Ronnie
xx

Scunge said...

Congrats Hermione! My Birthday is this Saturday and My Sir has already started. This morning I got a Sweet Sixteen. Oh and he does the one to grow on but also adds one for luck as well. So sweet. Now you just have to talk Ron into giving you HIS Birthday spanking as well and then you get two a year!

Hermione said...

PK - I'm glad I didn't let my evil self take over. The results were well worth it. and yes, five years from now on my next birthday, I hope it happens again.

Sara - It was the best birthday I can ever remember having.

OBB - I wonder if that will happen. In my experience, after something happens once, it tends to become a pattern quite easily.

Ronnie - Yes, wishes do come true. That meant more to me than any gift.

Scunge - That's the next challenge - celebrating his in the same way. I'll see what I can do.

Hugs,
Hermione

Burl Apsack said...

I am SO happy for you. Happy Birthday !!

grace said...

Awwww...what a great story! Glad you had such a great birthday.

Oh yeah, spankings make me stupid too! LOL

HUGS!
grace

Lil Sam said...

Happy Birthday Hermione, glad you got you birthday wish, and spanking
Hugs
Lil Sam

Poppy said...

I am very, very happy for you. I am sure this is a portent for a wonderful year.

Paul said...

Hermione, congratulations, both for your birthday and the spanking.
Why not sweet talk him into giving you his as well.
So walking on air and sitting on a cushion. WEG.
You handled that very well.
Warm hugs,
Paul.

Hermione said...

Burl - Thank you so much.

Grace - I'm glad to know I'm not the only one with a dimmer switch on my bum that's attached to my brain.

Lil Sam - Thanks, pal.

Poppy - I'm certain it's a very good omen.

Paul - I might try that, since I know the trick now.
LOL yes I was doing both those things.

Hugs,
Hermione

SPANKEDHORTIC said...

I already commented on this but it did not show.

First ever birthday spanking, well done. I hope that I can do a post like this one day ;-)

Prefectdt

Dr. Ken said...

Yeah, but did you ever get that cheezburger? :-)

Happy birthday, Hermione! And "one to grow on" from me, as well!

Dr. Ken

Hermione said...

Prefectdt - I hope you can too. Don't give up hope - I'm a few years older than you, so I've waited quite a while.

Dr. Ken - Nope, no cheezburger. I had quite enough on my plate that evening!

Ouch! I feel myself growing.

Hugs,
Hermione

Michael said...

A little late but Happy Birthday, Hermione, and thank you for sharing your special day with us. Great story. :)

Anonymous said...

I've always wanted a good birthday spanking.And I'd get a couple more swats now than you did on this birthday! (Enough to make it a real spanking.)

I hope that you had very enjoyable spankings on your birthdays in 2011 and 2012.