I have made a discovery.
Disconnection from Sir is played out in a physical sense.
The last little while I have felt disconnected from Sir.
We are both busy, caught up in life, nothing unusual, just work, family and life.
I feel disconnected, insecure, separated, vulnerable...and when I feel this distance, I'm naughty. I act out. Not for attention, not for punishment, but for security.
I don panties.
When I was thousands of kilometres away in a big busy city, I wore panties...no permission. Well permission retrospectively sought (and granted when I explained how insecure I felt with the distance, without Him near.)
I notice that other sub girls (and boys) find doing certain things, observing certain rules, only serve to make them feel closer to their boss man (or woman).
Me?... Nah ah! The further the distance, physical or metaphorical, the more I need my panties. The sweet filmy, frilly little things, that form a thin see through blanket over my buttocks, imbue me with a sense of security when the security I find in Sir is missing for one reason or another.