I’m a guy, right? We’re not famous for picking up on subtlety.
Fortunately, Bethie knows when to abandon subtlety. It’s possible I was spending too much time last week logged into my favorite MMORPG and not enough time whacking her butt. Possible, but not certain; not, at least, until I noticed her spending several hours carefully marking and measuring and tappity-tap-tap hammering metal upholstery studs into one side of her favorite large wooden paddle:
The result is both lovely and effective. But, if that’s not a cry for some spanking attention, I dunno what would do the trick. I think I might have gotten the spankings caught up, though, because now she runs (around in a little circle before coming right back, the way she always runs) whenever I pick that thing up, and I’m back to having to tell her twice to bend over.
Her side of the story is slightly different… but only slightly.