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Published: Tue, April 25, 2017
World | By Lorena Waters

Calligraphy | The third eye | Page 2

Calligraphy | The third eye | Page 2

[Note: This blog does not have spanking content. However, it is buried in a great deal of non-spanking content. If you need a quick fix, you may want to surf on by.]

After a week spent cleaning and moving, I've finally gotten back into practicing calligraphy (the fact my dad was staying out of town this Weekend is likely connected to my returned focus as well as some spanking play). For the past couple of days I've both had stuff I've wanted to blog here (and on calligraphic) while also doing lettering practice. What's happened is that I've done the calligraphy and left the blogging to now, just keeping the practice up-to-date album. Soo, here's some thoughts.

Tinies is the addition of rather shaky Gothic capitals. At my class last Monday, in addition to going over our recent homework, taking us down from 5mm to 2 1/2mm nib, and discussing the coming illumination project, my teacher also introduced capitals. I'm struggling with them, but just trusting that practice will eventually make them better and all that. On the "K is for Kate" I'm experimenting with a reddish brown ink for the "K" and "Kate" but the ink is thinner than the black, I'm not sure how it works out. Like most of my lettering practice, it looks much better than it does in person.]

Our apartment seems to be getting re-organized and cleaned room by room. It's amazing the amount of weird stuff we were saving for reasons lost in time and space. These included included random cardboard boxes and odd bits of outmoded technology. Purging things is hard for me, but once I start it feels so good I do not want to stop.

Collars and Shopping: The Challenge Begins

Getting organized is a bit of shopping, meaning Saturday is dawned with plans for Costco and Dick Blick's Storage portfolio and also supplies for the coming illumination project). We also planned to go out for breakfast (at lunch time).

The night before, Paul, who has something of a fetish in this area, told me I'd be wearing a collar and tie all day Saturday. I reminded him we would not be at home and that was the point. After moaning a bit about having to be "in uniform" on a Saturday, I went to sleep, excited about the next day.

The next morning, after Paul had a bit of a lie-in and I Spent happy hours consuming coffee and surfing friends' blogs in my pjs, Paul told me it was time to get dressed. I have picked out the shirt (one of the ones I have custom made while it fits perfectly everywhere else, the collar is just a tiny bit too small). I got to choose the tie based on the other things I was wearing, but Paul added a pair of knickers to the "Items to Be Worn" list. This meant I could not really wear my jeans because if you've ever worn heavy knickers, you'll have to give a new meaning to the term "visible panty line." I decided on a slightly-too-short-for -someone-my-age black pleated skirt, striped tights, black docs and a black sweater with white trim. The tie (as you can see) is a burgundy and gray striped one.

Those of you who know me I have rather nasty eczema and an annoying habit of fidgeting, rubbing and scratching, though of course I should not. One of my eczema spots is my neck. Within minutes of buttoning it, the skin under the snug collar began to itch.

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I complained. Paul reminded me that I could always ask him to slide his fingers under the collar to relieve the skin (or pull him tighter though he did not say that). But no touching for me.

Great. My necklace had rarely felt snugger.

Twitter Tells the Tale

On the way to breakfast I discovered that by using my iPhone constantly I could keep my hands Busy enough from my neck. My tweeting was sky high, with the result that I ended up logging each failure and its location.

First tweet was a picture of my collar and tie

2:58 PM Damn! Made it go breakfast but forgot & pulled on tie in cashier line. HB count now at 24 + I was scolded in parking lot. Sulking.

From breakfast we went to Dick Blick's (art store). My focused shopping and full hands kept me safe there. (I even ended up buying my first paper tube for holding holding paper.) But then we left ...

3:55 PM Ack. Not thinking & amp; Fiddling w / collar again. Must keep hands busy. HB count now at 36. = 8-0

Sensing a pattern? They are free, they seem to head for my necklace. Feh!

5:53 PM Due to Costco stress & amp; Distraction, HB total now at 48.

The Costco trip was a success. We got an amazing deal on a great set of chrome storage shelves for Costco for less than $ 28. They're amazing because despite the low price they do not suck and each shelf can supposedly hold 350 lbs. Nonetheless, Paul and I have not tried sitting one together in order to test this claim. It does seem to be a great job holding stuff.

But that's not so interesting, right?

The chair was put in the empty space in our room - a space generally only used for the chair. Paul bared me, put me over his lap, told me not to put my hands back and started whacking me with the brush. The whacks were not super hard, I know he's capable of a lot of harder ones, but without a warm up they hurt. I was in the sense of the word brave. I did not put my hands back, but only because Paul said there'd be an extra 12 each time I did it. Instead I tightened my grip on the chair, whined, kicked and finally howled.

I lost track of the count at 12 and begged to know what it was. Paul would not tell me, but he just continued to whack me. Not knowing the heightened feeling of being out of control, of being trapped. I protested that I should just keep going forever. Fortunately it was not long before the spanking reached climax and was over. I'm sure he did not give me extra and I'm sure it took less than five minutes. But it felt like an eternity.

Afterwards I put together the new shelves while I cooed over organized my new art supplies.

[This entry's non-kinky content is cross -blogged at caligrafica. Guest modeling by Carrots and Small Bear.]

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