I was damn near a wreck. It had been a terribly stressful couple weeks at work and I felt horrible, completely worn down, sick to my stomach, and every day battled horrible headaches.
It could have been that I really was fighting some type of illness, but oddly enough, I felt great once all the spankings and sex began.
Most likely, I just needed to recoup and recharge my batteries but I teased Daddy claiming that it must have been all the toxins building up in my body. Seems like a rational explanation, right?
Anyways, Friday arrived and even though we were worried the little one's illness might throw a monkey wrench into the plans, she seemed a little better, so we decided to make a go of it and started packing. I sat on the bed, almost in a stunned silence as I watched Him pack almost our entire arsenal of "stuff" into bag after bag. We were only going for less than 48 hours!
"Holy cow, what have I gotten myself into!?" went through my head more than once.
We finally managed to get everything situated on the home front and set out on our drive to the mountains. It was only about an hour away, but since neither of us felt that great, it was a pretty quiet ride.
As we turned onto the small gravel path, we were greeted by the cutest cabin nestled amongst the trees.
We couldn't wait to get out and take a look around the place, not even bothering to unload the car just yet. We walked up to the porch and could hear faint music playing. The key was in a lock box by the front door, so we retrieved it and into a perfectly romantic lit living room and music already playing in anticipation of our arrival.
It was like stepping into another world...one where nothing else mattered except the two of us.
After we took a quick tour and unloaded the car, Daddy turned to me and said "Alright, you need to take off all your clothes. In fact, from this point forward, as long as you are inside this cabin, you are to be naked".
And with that, I stood in front of Him, removed all my clothes, and...