You had been messing about all day. Teasing and not listening to your Dominant Sergio. And instead of one of your normal punishments of a spanking, time out, lines or extra chores he did the worst thing ever instead.

The silent treatment

But he didn’t stop being your dominant. He still fed you and let you play but he wouldn’t speak much. Which you hated! He’s trying to put you down for a nap because it’s part of your daily routine. And he’s napping with you.

But your fed up!

He hasn’t spoke to you in two hours! So you’ve wrapped your legs around his waist and sit hugging his arm preventing him from laying down in fear of hurting your little leg.

You whine and grumble and rock holding onto him. “Sergiooooooooooooooooooo! Talk to me!” You head but his bicep forgetting that he’s made out of rock hard muscle and you whine and rub your head.

He sighs and rubs the top of your head and kisses it still not saying anything. You start getting more upset and try to leave but he doesn’t let you.

He finally speaks when he sees tears brewing in your brilliant brown eyes.

“Sweetie…it’s okay. We’re still besties or whatever the word is that you use to talk about us…even though I’m your dominant but…anyway! We’re still best friends. Okay? I just wasn’t happy with your behaviour this morning so I stayed quiet so you could reflect and understand that your behaviour wasn’t acceptable. Understand now baby?”