Eric bought Sir Strap (which he now refers to as Sir Spank-a-lot); and he's talking about getting a leather stamp to mark it every time he has to use it on me. I love the idea but after the other day, don't plan on his needing that stamp.
I bought a spanking thing that could be used for a light warm up or as a bondage rope with a handle. While at it, I also got an old fashioned Catholic school "ruler", a bright red acrylic paddle and a folded leather piece.
"No more toys!" was Eric's response, though he thoroughly enjoyed opening the box of goodies with me.
"Why? You don't want to do this anymore?" I got that uneasy pit of fear in my stomach; the one that overthinks every statement Eric makes and could land me another visit from his newest "not for fun, hurts like hell" implement.
Eric looked at me like I had lost it.
"Are you kidding me?!" he asked. "Is that a real question?"
Then he proceeded to remind me of the seven or eight toys we haven't had a chance to try out since his birthday in November!
"No more toys until we use everything we already have."
Done. There is that 51% - no room for discussion.
I know he's right but Valentine's Day - hello!