ariaonthefloor:cumdoll:“But, Daddy… the floor is really cold!” “And the
ariaonthefloor: cumdoll: “But, Daddy… the floor is really cold!” “And the water will be colder, so sit your little ass down, bug.” “… yes, Daddy…” “Bug” is a really cute pet name. However, cold showers are note cute in any way, shape or form. D: In response to my sweet Aria… Bug is by far my favorite nickname. It’s been one of the things He’s called me since probably a week or so into my tear-felt love confession. Originally, it was attached to a shortened version of my name - something akin to “Pepper-bug”. These days, though, I’m frequently just “bug” or sometimes “bugaroo”. There are not many heartwarming feelings that compare to being called that. On the other end, let’s talk about cold showers. This is something that Daddy and I have only ever done once. Once. Maybe you should think that an intense spanking, a zipper, or some sort of other painful play would send you into instant shocking subspace, and it can… but nothing, for me, has ever compared to being dumped fully clothed into a cold shower and then left kneeling in the tub, sopping wet and freezing and sobbing and vulnerable. I’ve had a few traumatic experiences over the time that I’ve had with Sir - experiencing and pushing boundaries, but having my head half-shoved into a toilet didn’t even compare to the cold shower. These days, it’s used as a punishment threat, and I’m not sure if we’ll ever do it again. Perhaps when my heart has healed a bit more and it wouldn’t feel like getting punched in the gut, I’ll feel like that sort of subspace is suited for play over retribution. -- source link