Sanding 101

19 Dec

i had my first sanding lesson last night.

Yes, it was a lesson; i’ve never sanded before.  And really, i tried to tell Him i’m not a sanding kind of girl.  i’m the kind of girl who reads about someone else sanding.  That’s the kind of girl i am.

He didn’t even respond to that.  He just told me to put some different shoes on because my fluffy house slippers would be ruined by the fine layer of sand that was going to be created in the process.

“Yes, Sir,” is the only right answer to that.

The garage is cool, but not cold.  He starts off showing me the tools and explaining how it all works ~ why we use a sanding block, how to wrap the sandpaper around it, how to hold it.  He doesn’t let me start sanding the paddle right away.

He has an unfinished table leg that He got at Lowe’s.  i think it’s going to be a spreader bar someday.  But first, it is my practice piece of wood.

Finally, He hands me the sanding block and “lets me” begin.

Ok, it’s kind of soothing.  Just rubbing the wood back and forth.  It’s easy to concentrate on that, although other thoughts flit through my mind.

i had a difficult day yesterday.  Even though my morning thing went so well, and you might have thought that would be the beginning of wonderful day, it was not

Ok, it was not the day that was off kilter, it was me.  There were a couple of things, maybe three or four things, that triggered my “i’m no good and i can’t do anything right and i never will be able to do anything right so why don’t i just give up now”  recording in my head.

i KNOW that’s not true.  Really, really i do.  But that feeling can still settle on me like a cloud of gloom, and it did yesterday.

So i’ m sanding away, with the table leg on the work bench in the garage, thinking sanding will probably make me feel better.  i don’t much want to feel better, but there i am anyhow, sanding away and noticing how soothing the rhythm and the movements are and how smooth the wood is becoming, and feeling a bit better despite myself.

Then, “STOP!  I forgot a very important part!” says Sir.

i look up, startled ~

“Your panties!” He says.  “You’re supposed to take your panties off.”

i giggle.  i can’t help it.  “Really?   Here?”

“Yes, here.”  He taps my leg with the cane.  “Go ahead, get ’em off, hurry up.”

“But, Sir, it’s cold!  i’ll have to take my pants off!”

“Yes, I know, and you can put them back on.  Come on, hurry up.”

Another tap with the cane persuades me, and off come my pants ~ fortunately, they’re spandex ~ you know, like yoga pants ~ cause i hate the feel of jeans without panties.  Back on with the pants.

He hangs the panties on the pegboard with the yard clippers and other assorted tools.   That makes me smile.

Finally, He thinks i have the hang of it, and He lets me start on the paddle.  It is kind of pleasant.  

Until He pulls my pants down.

“Keep sanding,” He says, as He begins to smack my ass.

“Yes, Sir,” is the only right answer to that.

****************************

Having been spanked, caned, and used in a variety of ways, i’m feeling much better this morning.  i wake up with several ideas on how to resolve the problems and worries of yesterday.

Thank you, Sir.

27 Responses to “Sanding 101”

  1. Fondles December 19, 2012 at 5:59 am #

    Sounds great. You learned to Sand. You’ll get a spanking new paddle. You got some smacks while sanding your spanking new paddle.

    Oh this is almost a Run Spot Run type of paragraph now.

    I’ll stop. Happy week-before-Christmas!

    • aisha December 20, 2012 at 10:15 am #

      Ha! It does have that Dick and Jane feel – but nut that kind of dick! (heehee – very “grade school of me, wasn’t that?)

      Happy week-before back to you!

      aisha

  2. abby December 19, 2012 at 6:22 am #

    Like mom used to say..after a good night’s sleep ..and a spanking, caning, and carpentry lessons….you feel better…well almost like mom used to say!
    hugs abby

    • aisha December 20, 2012 at 10:28 am #

      Hey, Abby,

      Funny girl… yeah, just like the old nursery rhyme about the old woman in the shoe, who “spanks them all soundly and sends them to bed.”

      hugs,

      aisha

  3. Jz December 19, 2012 at 6:59 am #

    I always find working with wood to be soothing…
    This just adds another layer. 😉

    • aisha December 20, 2012 at 10:35 am #

      Hi, Jz,

      i thought it was, even though this was my first time, and yes, this was a little bonus…

      aisha

  4. striving for Peace December 19, 2012 at 7:40 am #

    He is a wise man

    sfp

    • aisha December 20, 2012 at 10:36 am #

      🙂 Hey, Sfp,

      He is, isn’t He?

      aisha

  5. sin December 19, 2012 at 8:26 am #

    sounds fun – are the panties still on the pegboard?

    • aisha December 20, 2012 at 10:36 am #

      Hey, Sin,

      Lol… no, they’re not. Good question, though. i was wondering myself when He put them there!

      aisha

  6. faithful December 19, 2012 at 9:12 am #

    Home Depot and Lowe’s should hold sanding classes like that.

    I have a feeling they would be very popular.

    Ditto to sin’s question- that was exactly what I thought too!

    ~faithful

    • aisha December 20, 2012 at 10:38 am #

      Hey, Faithful,

      That idea conjured all kinds of visions in my mind! Great idea!!

      hugs,

      aisha

  7. jadescastle December 19, 2012 at 9:33 am #

    (giggles at sin) i was wondering the very same thing. Woot for waking up with ideas and for a new day.

    • aisha December 20, 2012 at 10:38 am #

      Hey, Jade,

      Lol… she’s a clever girl, our Sin. And yes. New days are excellent.

      hugs,

      aisha

  8. vanillamom December 19, 2012 at 9:46 am #

    I know 24/7 D/s isn’t all sunshine and roses…er…paddles and floggers…but this was hot, and intimate, and funny…just a charming vignette of your day-to-day.

    Thank you for sharing this, it made me smile.

    (and um….a bit …damp…)

    nilla

    • aisha December 20, 2012 at 10:39 am #

      Thank you, ‘Nilla,

      It was nice – it is nice, being able to do stuff like this… i’m a lucky girl.

      hugs,

      aisha

  9. ancilla_ksst December 19, 2012 at 10:08 am #

    This made me smile too! Wood working is sexy. (pun intended).

    • aisha December 20, 2012 at 10:40 am #

      Ancilla – mwhahahahahaha…

      aisha

  10. Kitty the Submissive Wife December 19, 2012 at 11:50 am #

    I forgot the most important part! <– just made me grin so much! Sorry things are rough. Glad you have someone who gets you to help you through though. I would be envious if I didn't have my own someone. 🙂

    • aisha December 20, 2012 at 10:41 am #

      Hi, Kitty,

      i know, i went many years without a real “someone,” so this is such a novel and wonderful experience, i really treasure it.

      Glad you have a someone too!

      hugs,

      aisha

  11. mouse December 19, 2012 at 11:54 am #

    How delightful. Tho, nearly lost her coffee over the you must take off the panties part…LOL. As if that really has something to do with sanding. It’s beautiful how you both connect.

    Hugs and love,
    mouse

    • aisha December 20, 2012 at 10:44 am #

      Hey, Mouse,

      i’m glad it amused you! It is nice that we are able to connect like this. 🙂 Thanks – and it’s good to see you!!

      hugs,

      aisha

  12. Wordwytch December 19, 2012 at 5:49 pm #

    Oh! I laughed so hard when I read the bit about the panties, that my dog Brandy came running over to make sure “mom” was alright. 🙂

    What a delightful way to learn how to sand. 🙂

    Lots of hugs!

    • aisha December 20, 2012 at 10:47 am #

      Hi, Wordwytch,

      It was a good sanding lesson. 🙂 Sir says He could really gauge the “impact” He was having by my ability to focus on the sanding process.

      Hope you were able to reassure Brandy!

      hugs,

      aisha

      • Wordwytch December 21, 2012 at 1:00 am #

        LOL!

        Brandy decided at last that I was okay. Only problem was a bit later Wolf and I were talking via a Google Hangout and she couldn’t figure out how I got “daddie” in the box. LOL! She was most confused.

  13. monkey December 19, 2012 at 7:40 pm #

    The tactile pleasure of a smooth warm piece of wood is only enhanced by knowing you did it yourself.

    I too, laughed out loud at the panties part, but you need to be careful what you telegraph to your Sir… “~ cause i hate the feel of jeans without panties”. He might get it in his head to take that as a challenge. Big Bad made it a theme, and now I can’t wear panties WITH jeans. It makes me uncomfortable. 😦

    • aisha December 20, 2012 at 10:48 am #

      Hi, Monkey,

      Yes, i’m just at the beginning of discovering that particular kind of satisfaction!

      Um, Sir read this comment. He just laughed and laughed.

      hugs,

      aisha 🙂

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