I pulled the slave’s gown up today and held her down by her hair while I spanked her bare bottom. She has very gradually been pushing me with little transgressions of word or deed. When I got up this morning, coffee was not ready. At dinner, she got lippy. I often overlook these things because she works so hard for me, but I thought it was time to reestablish the proper balance in our relationship. The dog tried to interfere, as usual, but I had determined to call his bluff. It turned out he was unwilling to actually attack me.