Discipline has started for any expectations not met. This is a bit of a leap for my Man. He had incorporated a bit of discipline in the past, but very little. Either I wouldn't have earned my maintenance spanking or he would decide on a more hard and unyielding spanking when I missed tasks.
Never anything that crossed over into our vanilla world. He has decided that will change. I am nervous, excited, and just.... Ready.
He gave me time. Time to grieve, time to cry, time to be in charge of my pain. For Better or For Worse... He stood by me. I think he feared that expectations would break me. He told me that I needed to tell him when I was ready to serve. No judgements, no disappointment, just concern that I was at the end of my frayed rope. That was a hard pill to swallow. I am typically NOT fragile. But then again, my Mom never died before.