You have been warned…

“You have been warned,” He said.

I turned over on my back. My heart was racing and a huge smile was plastered on my face. Thankfully it was dark and He could not see me. His warning should have stopped this silly mood, right?

If possible, my smile broadened when I thought about the silliness that lead up to His warning. I was in a silly mood all evening. It started downstairs. There was a pleasant unrest in my body. I was craving some attention. It was not that Master T gave me no attention at all. Of course we talked. We hugged. We kissed. We connected. But still I had this urge in me to just jump around. I was happy. I was excited for no reason at all. I could easily fuck for hours even though I did not feel particularly horny. I was just in a silly, happy mood.

Master T had sighed a couple of times because of my silliness, but I knew He was not really irritated. Fact is, He rarely gets irritated. I was getting tired of myself, funny as that may sound. I just could not stop myself from being silly, could not stop the excited feeling in me. It was bubbling out all the time and had me laughing at my own silly jokes.

By the time we went to bed I felt a bit calmer.

Until we were in bed…

I started poking Master T. I said silly things and poked Him some more. At first He was laughing. He tried to grab my hand, but I evaded Him. Poked Him again. Evaded Him again and managed to poke Him again. I was being a brat!
“Stop that,” He said, but His voice did not sound angry or irritated.
“I don’t want to,” I said, almost singing my words.
“I think it’s time for you to go to sleep,” He spoke again.
“I am not tired,” I sang again, “I want to play.”
“It’s late. We have to work tomorrow. Go to sleep.”

Again I disobeyed and tried to poke Him. This time He managed to grab my hand.
“Once more and you will be sleeping with your plug and wearing it to work tomorrow. The big one!”
I was quiet for a while, but did not think He was really serious. I drew my breath in to speak again.

“You have been warned,” He said.

njoylarge1I turned over on my back. My heart was racing and a huge smile was plastered on my face. Thankfully it was dark and He could not see me. I thought about what He said. The big plug? I really do not mind sleeping with my medium plug, but the big plug robs me from most of my sleep. As for wearing a plug to my work? Well that I prefer to avoid totally. I had to do it once and I really did not like it. Master T had found the perfect thing to stop me from being silly, or at least acting on the silly, bubbly feelings inside me.

Indeed, I had been warned. I had to make a huge effort to calm myself down, to stop my heart from racing, to control my breathing. And most of all I had to stop my hand from impulsively poking Master T again. I lay in His arms and concentrated on the sound coming from the radio. This time, I succeeded, in calming down. Who knows about next time. Will a warning help every time?

Β© Rebel’s Notes

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21 thoughts on “You have been warned…

  1. Knowing your blog so well I could almost see you ignoring the warning but you didn’t so you did really well! It will be interesting to see what happens the next time and whether you will be able to settle yourself….

    ~Mia~ xx

    1. Since writing that I had another one of those kind of nights. This time Master T went out of bed and waited for me to calm down before He came back to bed. I cannot sleep without Him in bed, so this almost felt like punishment. Who knows what He will do the next time I have a mood like that…

      Rebel xox

  2. Ohhhh… walking the edge! I have a hard time calming down when I get in those moods. That’s probably when I get in the most trouble. 😐

  3. I love teasing wifey … but I’ve never had a warning!

    Which means I get away with it πŸ™‚

  4. I so recognise that silly feeling. I did that the other night, poking Stephen and generally goading him. It led to play fighting, which was fun but at some point he decided I’d crossed the line…

    1. I love the moment when Master T decided I crossed the line… I don’t like to be punished, but I love it when He shows me just who’s the boss πŸ™‚

  5. Oh, I love that silly feeling! I don’t feel that way nearly enough. Great description!

  6. I am sitting here giggling as that is the opposite of us, I am the silly one that had no dangerous repercussions for my pokes, except for the wrestling match that often ensues. Hum I wonder if she might get brave enough to warn me one day…lol

    1. *grins* I love acting silly and sometimes I just don’t know when to stop. And yes, sometimes I do πŸ™‚

  7. That was an effective warning indeed! Some food for thought for my own relationships …

    xx Dee

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