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If you want to read today's regular post -- page down - I just got off the phone with Tex and we spent the majority of our time with my punishment

for those of you just tuning in - -a bit of exposition:

I'm not allowed to say "yeah" or "uh-huh" -- and in person the punishment is exponential

but long distance he decided on 3 minutes of the following per offense:

Plugged (large plug)
naked
facing the wall
arms out in a cross
fingertips and tip of the nose holding up a quarter each
for a 15 minute session

if the quarter drops
the timer restarts

and

I failed
miserably

I couldn't do it
I dropped the quarters twice early on

Tex took mercy on my and allowed me to put the arms above my head
and we talked

well

he talked
and I tried to participate

difficult

not seeing him
nose squished to the wall
arms shaking

ass plug entirely forgotten

as the minute ticked by
and

horribly
he informed me that 6 minutes had passed

not  9 as I had hoped

but 6

At 10 minutes I began to count slowly
to mark the time
and give myself something to focus on

as he chatted with me
and mused how much fun it would be to come up behind me in person
something that is bound to make the quarters all hit the floor

and I was asked
why I was there

and I told him

it was my mouth that got me there

Hush my mouth indeed

but

truth be told

I'm grateful for the punishment
because it reminds me of another part of who he is
he keeps me from romanticizing all of it

that I would be in trouble from time to time is inevitable

good to be reminded that I would not be a free range chicken

and

strangely

I felt different about this punishment than I have others
perhaps because I requested it
because I wanted the slate clean

I reminded him of it
over and over

and

the nature of it was almost meditative
because there was only
the cold wall
and keeping the coins in place
and his voice

not that I would ask for it
but
I left it
with sore arms
and a red nose
(dented slightly)
and

clear clear thoughts.