The ultimate naughtiness
Posted by Haron on 09 Mar 2008 at 08:43 am | Tagged as: Other Stuff
“Come here, young lady!” thunders the voice from the upstairs landing. Frowning, and trying to figure out what I might have done wrong, I trudge to the bottom of the stairs and look up at Abel.
“What have I done now?” I ask plaintively.
“Come up here.”
I heave a deep sigh, and ascend, one slow step at a time. “What have I done?”
“You are very naughty.”
“But what have I done?”
“Nothing yet, but you’re about to do something extremely naughty.”
He stares. I stare back. He finally dissolves into giggles.
“You’re about to eat this chocolate I got for you last week.”
And so I did. Mmm, it was sinful. If I were Catholic, I’d have to go to confession after that chocolate. However, I have one defence: he started it!
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I think chocolate is OK. Unless you gave it up for Lent. Which you probably didn’t!
Abel is the naughty one.
Hugs,
Hermione
Yeah, Haron. If you were Catholic, *that’s* what you’d have to go to confession for… I suppose you’d need to ease the poor old priest in gently, though, and I guess chocolate’s as good a place to start as any
Hermione - chocolate is OK, unless you’re on a diet… which I am! *sigh*
Smudge - LOL Excellent point. I guess, nothing else I do feels as sinful as eating chocolate… Maybe eating ice-cream or biscuits would do it too.
Hhmm, this diet thing makes the case more confusing. Here I was, thinking that Abel was the world’s most delightful top, providing both excellent chocolate to consume and a spanking for such ‘naughtiness.’ Surely this couldn’t be purely malicious temptation, could it?
Haron, whether you gave up chocolate for lent or for a diet, making you eat it still makes Abel the naughty one. So your conscience should be clear.
I think Abel needs to go to Confession immediately though
Poor Abel, all he did was buy his lovely wife some delicious chocolate and encourage her to enjoy it and now he’s being picked on for doing so… seems a tad unfair to me
Nah it’s fun to pick on Abel, he loves it really. It’s character building. I gave up Diet Coke and being childish for Lent, it lasted about a day but I’m avoiding confession until the next school enforced compulsary session. Shudder… I’m a really rubbish Catholic.
Lol @ Evie… but isn’t there some phrase about being careful that your mouth (or in this case, your keyboard) doesn’t write cheques your bottom can’t cash? One day it might not be Abel’s character that ends up getting built
Some years ago I gave up giving things up for Lent. Unlike other things I attempted to give up over the years this has stuck. I did consider giving work up this year but think I might get sacked as a result
My husband does this too…buys me chocolates when I am not supposed to eat chocolate in the long running battle to lose the extra couple of pounds. Not only that. He buys me irresistible chocolates. Marzipan covered in dark chocolate from the best chocolate maker in the country. He lets me have half of one - with his blessing, and then he puts the bag in the pantry. I know this trick. About a week later he says, “WHOSE eaten all the marzipan bars? Do *you* eat them…..”
Having been in trouble more times than I care to count I won’t buy into the game at all now. My oldest son gobbles them up with my blessing and with a clear conscience I can say, “I haven’t touched them”!
Me? Go to confession? I doubt a priest would be able to spare quite enough time for me to get through everything
Better to keep the priest busy with all your sins than be like I was as a child when forced into confession…. I often could think of nothing I’d done wrong (being a little angel) so I used to make stuff up but could then never bring myself to confess to my lying and inventing sins the next time I went to confession and so made up more stuff and so it went on, until I finally put my foot down and refused point blank to go anymore, which made me a much less sinful girl!
Abel, I’m sure you can find a priest who would be *very* interested in your expertise. Er, sins.
Rob, I am very impressed that you have learned to resist dark chocolate covered marzipan! I hope you did so by secretly buying and consuming your own stash while your husband was playing his little games!
Hands up who votes Sarah should be whacked - belatedly - for her confessional misconduct?
(LOL and then given marzipan chocolate to console her!)
Am I allowed to put my hand up… or would that give the game away that I’m kinky?
Abel: So now *you* are tempting me with thoughts of going into the little shop that I walk by quickly! Truth be told, I really haven’t bought my own stash, but I have bought my own stash of chocolate covered bullets from the supermarket repeatedly. I’ve noticed it is when I am in a rebellious mood. A sort of ’so there!’ kind of mood. But who gets miserable when the numbers on the scales don’t move south? Me!
BUT the numbers on the scales have moved south!!! An instructor at the gym has me doing the power bar class (AKA the torture chamber class) and it’s working. I’m off there now with my heart (not chocolate bullets or marzipan) in my mouth….
Indianna: Sorry I meant to say Indianna, not Abel above.
Ah, a torture class. Now we know why you go there so eagerly, Rob
They’re onto me………..