It's hard when everything else gets so overblown that the normal stuff in our relationship suffers. It's not like it's not understandable, the holidays, upcoming guests, tidying up all those loose-ends at work so time can be taken off.
When it gets that way, more than ever mouse needs. Just needs. Needs to be beaten. Needs to be tied. Needs to be gagged. Needs to be used. Needs to talk. Needs to be held.
Needs. Neediness. Hate that little bugger gnawing at everything. Need to be tied up, open and exposed for him, and hear him say that it's going to hurt. Need those tears to fall...Need that release. Because it's complete torture seeing him sad.
It's not like he's failing in anyway his Domly duties. It's just life. This time it threatened to knock him down. Few things can really.
It's very temporary.
For the duration....remaining pleasing above everything else and sticking to the rules that govern her life. And surprise, it helps. There's so much that she can't help him with, but this she can do. This he appreciates.