A Correction

14 Feb

As you can imagine, Sir and i had some follow-up conversation about my accidental escape from my bonds Tuesday night,   He  said that He had come to bed thinking that He would reach over and untie me, only to discover that i was ALREADY untied, my hands just flopping anywhere they wanted to, all over the bed…  as He describes it, it was a scene of total abandon, my hands just flitting promiscuously wherever they chose.

My {giggly} protestations that it wasn’t my fault fell on deaf ears.  

It got worse when He was tucking me in last night and saw the rope.  It was only then that He realized that the rope had not come untied, my hands had slipped out.

Brandishing the rope, He says, “So tell me again, how did this happen?  You’re telling me you just slipped out of this?  What ~  just slipped free???”

{Giggling…}  “Yes, Sir, pretty much like that.”

“And I’m supposed to believe you didn’t have anything to do with this?”

“Well, i was asleep, Sir.  i couldn’t help it.”

But the interrogation continues.  “So you woke up and you were just free?  Just magically without any effort or intention on your part?”

“Well,” in the interest of honesty, i say, “i kind of woke up,  i was half-asleep, and i woke up and one hand was out.  So i just, um, i just sort of , well, you know, i took ~ um, i took the other hand out ~ but i wasn’t even thinking about it, it just kind of happened.”

“Just. Kind of.  Happened.”  He pauses, shakes His head.   “So, you’re telling me with one hand already out, already running free, you just decided, ‘Well, might as well take it to the next level,’ and just pulled the other one out?  That’s what you’re telling me.”

{Giggling}  “Um, apparently, Sir.  BUT ~ i was half-asleep, i didn’t’ really know what i was doing.”

“Well, just tell me this.  Did it even cross your mind, did the thought even cross your mind, to put the other hand back in the rope???”

“Um, well, um, no, um, no, Sir” {giggle} “It really didn’t.  No.  Sir.”

“There you are, one hand out, and you know you’re supposed to be tied, and it doesn’t even occur to you to put the other hand back in.”  He shakes His head.

“Um, no Sir.  Well, ok, maybe for a second.  i might have – it might have crossed my mind.”

“OH!  That’s even worse!  You thought about it and ~~~”  much head shaking, “and didn’t do the right thing.”

It goes on like that a bit longer, i believe ~ i’m already tethered by the ankle at that point, and halfway tucked in bed.  It’s not exactly a rant, my Sir doesn’t rant, but my motivations and i are under some scrutiny.

So i’m not exactly surprised when He pushes me to my stomach, pulls the cover down, and delivers a number of stinging blows to my bare bottom.  

Um, no, i’m not complaining, they were just about exactly the kind i like best.  

But this morning, He tells me that He read your comments on yesterday’s post.  He says  it looks to HIm like i’ve given youall the impression that the rope came untied.  Like the knots came undone.

He thinks i need to straighten that out, to let you know that’s NOT what happened at all.   To admit that i just slipped my hands out.  Even when i could have done the right thing and put the second hand back in ~ no.  i chose not to.

So here i am, as directed, straightening that out.  Letting you know ~ the rest of the story.


Hope you have a Happy Valentine’s Day!!


21 Responses to “A Correction”

  1. dancingbarez February 14, 2013 at 8:39 am #

    Lol, its so easy to picture you giggling away while the questioning was going on. Bet you won’t do that again.

    Happy Valentines Day .

    • abby February 14, 2013 at 9:06 am #

      You even had me giggling at this account! Bet you havn’t heard the end of this.
      hugs abby

      • aisha February 14, 2013 at 9:49 am #

        Thanks, Abby – no, i bet i haven’t either!! {giggling…}

    • aisha February 14, 2013 at 9:48 am #

      How very astute of you, Dancingbarez, you’re absolutely right, i really won’t do it again.


  2. perfectlypoly February 14, 2013 at 9:19 am #

    Made me giggle too!

    • aisha February 14, 2013 at 9:49 am #

      i’m so glad Perfectlypoly!!

  3. Alexandria February 14, 2013 at 9:47 am #

    I adore your blog, Aisha. Your little predicaments make me smile and giggle. 🙂

    Happy Valentines Day to you!

    • aisha February 14, 2013 at 9:50 am #

      Thanks, Alexandria! i’m glad you enjoy it. 🙂

  4. vanillamom February 14, 2013 at 11:01 am #

    you are up to your eyebrows in trouble, aren’t you, missy?
    and I laughed through yesterday’s post all the way through this one…

    I adore your Sir.

    You, as *my* Master would say? Are totally fucked.


    trying hard to not giggle and get you going…again…

    • aisha February 14, 2013 at 11:07 am #

      Hmpf, easy for you to laugh, Ms. ‘nilla! {giggling}

  5. SirQsMLB February 14, 2013 at 11:10 am #

    Well, honesty is the best policy…but NOT the easiest on your ass! Good Luck!!



    • aisha February 15, 2013 at 6:59 am #

      No doubt, fiona!!

  6. hallucinatingmartyr February 14, 2013 at 11:17 am #

    lol.. Happy Valentines Day to you Aisha

  7. mouse February 14, 2013 at 12:09 pm #

    That’s just priceless!

    • aisha February 15, 2013 at 6:59 am #

      Thanks, mouse!

  8. joeyred51 February 14, 2013 at 5:14 pm #

    Terrific. Thank you for sharing.

    • aisha February 15, 2013 at 6:59 am #

      Thanks, joeyred!

  9. Fondles February 15, 2013 at 1:34 pm #

    Teehee… this got ME giggling too!

  10. Wordwytch February 15, 2013 at 11:02 pm #

    ROFLOL!!!! And because I was laughing, I had to read it to Wolf. “If you’re going to laugh like that, you have to share…”

    And he said something about knot classes for Doms….

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