So, here it is. The middle of the school semester... again. The most stressful time for the both of us. A time when school work piles up and deadlines approach like devious little ninjas. A time when my girl is, by necessity, more a book worm than a groveling worm.
Many of you, especially our long time readers, might have noticed that during this month I have posted much more often than she has. This is why. And our blog is not the only thing I'm having to take up the slack on. Housework has always been difficult for my girl, dishes going too long undone, vacuuming left until our every step is like walking on the dirt road in front of our house. Okay, a little exaggeration there, but still, things need doing and who you gonna call? Fucking Ghostbusters do not carry dust busters! So it is left up to me.
I can't say that it is the worst thing in the world, nor it is all that unfamiliar. However, coupled with the slack in the rules and expectations, it grates pretty quickly. Now, I should explain this a little. I do not shut off like a light switch, the world of Master and slave growing dark in these school laden moments. But, given the amount of time and attention that her school work requires, I do have to let some things slide a little. The chores are one of these things, certain rules regarding how she acts and where her attention should be also grow slack. Meal times pushed latter in the day, together time stolen, even quite moments when the child sleeps become more about uninterrupted school assignments then uninterrupted sucking my dick assignments.
What is a Master/Owner supposed to do? Bide my time and plot out all the cruel, nasty little surprises I'll have for her when her time once again becomes solely mine. The necessary and long overdue attitude adjustment that will bring her focus back squarely into the proper slavish realm. The accounting of all the little slips and major rule breaks during this time. Judgment Day.
Oh I get chills just thinking about it (devilish laugh)...