BDSM is Love

Tonight is the night I get my punishment for breaking rules. I’m not looking forward to it but the wait has done it’s job mightily. I am reminded of what is to come every single time I drive by a fast food place. No way will I do this again. It’s not worth the disappointment in his eyes.

That’s the point of course. If I didn’t learn from my mistakes and punishment didn’t do what it was supposed to then there would be no point in trying to do anything. I admit I take punishment very hard. My mood drops immensely after being punished and I tend to beat myself up over it. Self-guilt most likely.

It takes me awhile to get over it; the disappointment in myself is hard to take but the look in Master’s eyes is worse.

–luna