My Conniving, Devious HOH (Part 2)

If you didn't see what first Jay did, you can find Part 1 here. And as promised, here is Part 2:

To set the scene, I must explain that Jay hates computers. Due to a disability, he hardly ever goes online or reads anything, and going onto a chat is especially unthinkable. That's something I've never had to worry about. Did I mention, though, that he's wicked creative? Yeah, and he's also a prankster. But not about that. Never.

What's that? Some saying about, "Never say never?" Okay, yeah, maybe that is good advice. Especially when underestimating a devious, conniving HOH.  And yes! I know you see where this is going! Of course you do! (smart people). Should I have? Probably! But c'mon, you think you know a person, you do tend to let your guard down! And they say hindsight is 20/20, right?

Anyway, I belong to a network called the Learning Domestic Discipline Network. It's like Facebook for DD, really cool, but the best feature is the chat, where anyone who's on at the time can chat with everyone else, at once. Most nights, we girls take over. We cheer up those who are having a hard time (or who are in trouble), encourage and support each other, swap stories, both DD and non-DD related, laugh A LOT, and generally have just one giant party. It's absolutely incredible. And unlike anything I've ever seen. You can be yourself there in a way you can't in blogland, and get to know people on a way more intimate level. It's a support system that has become so important to me, and Jay knows that. He encourages it. But...it can also be addicting. So I do have a computer curfew. Jay will suspend this curfew, however, if I'm having a bad day, or if there's something going on that makes for a good argument.

Well, that night, I had a such a reason--helping to welcome a pretty cool new member that had finally joined. ;) He knew this was important to me, so he gave in. It could have also been that I'd been good most of the day. Can I hear a yay for me! Admittedly, yes, I'd messed up in the morning, but the rest of the day, I'd recovered, found my halo, polished it, and made sure it was shining above my head. Really, I promise!

So I was at the computer chatting with my friends, and Jay decided to give Baby J a bath. Digressing here: it's such the cutest thing! Our son loves the water, and he loves being in his daddy's arms. Combine the two, and wow, he just chortles with joy the whole time. It's a sight to see.

But getting back to our story, I'm busy having a great time, when I hear my name, my full name. This is an understood message in our house, that I'm to drop whatever I'm doing instantly, and come to him. As in: not type another letter. Yup. Jay loves that instant obedience thing. Me? Not so much! Because c'mon, computer chat etiquette here! You're supposed to say goodbye or brb (be right back), or something! But...I've had experience with what happens when I don't obey, and I'd rather pass on the face-down, squirming, squealing thing! Besides, tonight I had my halo on. So for once, I actually did obey, as I was supposed to, leaving right then and there. Can I hear another yay for me!

As I do when his bath is over, I gathered our little one in a soft towel, and did not protest when Jay told me to take the baby, dress him, and put him to bed. I didn't say that I was busy. I did all this cheerfully, like a good wife--without complaint, remember--and as soon as my son was fully enraptured by his nightly mobile light show, I hurried back to the computer.

Yay, back to the party! Hmm, wonder how much I've missed. I read the conversation that was currently going on. There was a lot of "he this" and "he that". Being sweet? Flowers? Taking her out on a date? What? Was there a guy on that they were trying to help counsel on how to treat a girl? I looked to see if any other them had come online. Nope. Huh. So I started scrolling through really fast to get to the point where I left, to see what I missed, right? I was trying to make sense of the conversation, which didn't make any sense at all, when I saw the line, from one of my friends, "It's Kay's HOH." Huh? Why are they talking about him?

So I scrolled back fast to where I left the room, and started reading. That's when I saw my screen name, again and again, along with my husband's name, and oh my goodness, the puzzle pieces fit together!

"What the...oh no, you didn't-hey!" I sputtered at my husband, who had been doing his best to look nonchalant, but now burst into hysterical laughter.

Yup, my devious, conniving (insert respectful but appropriate word here) husband had taken my screen name, and gotten on the site with my friends, while I was gone! While I was being cheerfully obedient and all that! Grrrrrrrrr!

I glanced over at Jay, shaking my head in disbelief. Mr. Evil HOH of course was having a grand time watching me put two and two together--it only took me about ten seconds--and by now, he was laughing so hard, he was near crying.

I quickly wrote a "what the-oh no he didn't!" to my friends, then scrolled back up to look at what my dear sweet husband was actually saying.

Umm...yeah. How about saying we needed to have "a DD night", and trying to pump them for information against me! How's that for corruption of power! To my credit, I did not clobber my husband, or beat him with a pillow, like he so richly deserved. (Yup, I knew he would easily just turn me flip me over, and spank me, but that's not the point). I kept my cool. I was proud of myself for that, but it doesn't mean I don't deserve revenge!

A shoutout to all my friends who defended me, in the face of such a foul deed! Of course, I should say that Jay was just playing around. He knew my friends would never throw me under the proverbial bus, and he already had a reason to spank me anyway, from the morning. I don't like to, but I reluctantly give him kudos. He saw a chance to play a prank, something I'd never expect, and he ran with it. And boy, was he right! He never does anything like that, or should I say never did in the past...OMG who is this guy, and where's the guy I married? Geez!

So yeah, I have give the guy credit. But should I let something like that go unanswered? Maybe, except that the night wasn't quite over...

"Kay, we need to go to bed. I'm tired."

"Okay, Hon," I answered, watching Jay's features for signs of what was to come.

Was he going to spank me for the morning? I had been disrespectful and defiant then. He had said that I would be facing a spanking. But I had been good after that! So was it possible that I had redeemed myself? He wasn't saying anything, and I certainly wasn't going to bring it up! Jay hates that, it pretty much guarantees a spanking, even if he wasn't planning to...

But maybe this was one of those times he was going to let things go, let us just go to bed. I was hopeful. And I had been good the whole rest of the day, even when he'd played his prank I'd been good! That maybe should count for something, right?

I got ready for bed quickly. Couldn't hurt, right? But Jay was already in bed, covers pulled up around him, when I came in the room. I breathed a silent sigh of relief. Dodged a bullet! He was going to let it go! Yes! I quelled the desire to do a happy dance, but I still couldn't help smiling. Jay, meanwhile, was watching me. And I couldn't help notice his eyes were smiling a little too much.

"What? What's up? Why are you smiling?" I said, suspiciously. With my HOH, you pretty much always have to be on your toes.

"Oh nothing," Jay said. "Just smiling at you because you're smiling at me." Dirty liar! 

I studied his features another moment, then shrugged. I got ready to get into bed, then pulled back the covers to...reveal the evil paddle lying there. Oh crap. Not getting out of this after all. I sighed.

Jay was laughing at me again. My thoughts were all over my face, I'm sure. And he of course, was having fun! HOH's! Grrrr.... 

"You thought I'd let this morning slide?" my husband chuckled. "Oh Sweetie, that's so cute!"

Oh, I did not want to hear that! I put my feelings away, forced myself to smile, and got quickly into bed, laying down on my back, completely ignoring the paddle lying there. I gave an exaggerated sigh of contentment.

"Uh...nice try," Jay commented, with amusement. And then the amusement was gone. "Roll over!" Suddenly it was just me and my HOH. And that paddle I'd love to introduce to a bonfire. SIGH.

Jay does joke around a lot. But when it comes time for a consequence, then it gets completely serious. So I listened to the lecture, about attitude and respect. And was reminded again, during the lecture and after the spanking that followed, why he had to be consistent. Grrrr! He did say it was lighter than it would have been had I not turned my attitude around. I guess that's comforting, at least!

After tears of contrition were done, we snuggled close. "So c'mon, you gotta admit, that one was good, and you know it," Jay said. "I got you--both times today!"

"Uh, okay. Yeah, you're clever. I'll say it. But I have one question-"

"What that, Sweetie?"

"Where's the guy that hated all this? I mean, you're not only not reluctant, you enjoy it!"  I accused. "And dang it, I want my non-spanko husband back!"

"Guess you're out of luck! I already told you, Kay, you messed that up! He's gone!" Jay answered, with a smirk. "Now you're stuck with ME, and I like being HOH. I'll tell you again, I don't like when I have to punish you for something big, but the rest of it, sorry, Sweetie, I'm going to enjoy my job, and there's nothing you can do!"

There's nothing I can do? Nothing I can do?! Uh..."Yeah, well, I'll get you back!"

"Uh, huh. Think first where that will lead to! Because I think you know!" Jay sing-songed.

Oh I do know. Grrr! So here I am, powerless. C'mon, everyone! Anyone have any ideas on what to do for revenge to a conniving, devious HOH? That will NOT get me spanked? Because if any HOH deserves it, it's this one! And then again, maybe it's worth being spanked if I can get revenge...heh, heh, heh.