Thursday, April 13, 2017

An Empty the Toy Bag Afternoon...

             I am ready to leave tomorrow, first to my son's for a 5 year old birthday party on Saturday.  On Sunday some of my nieces and nephews and their families will be joining us...and we will have a 1,2,3,4,5,6, and 7 year old hunting for eggs.  I will be helping with the two grands during their spring break.  From there I will go to my daughter's...she and hubby are taking an adult vacation, so I get to enjoy the other 2 grands for a week.
            After my kneeling time, I am over Master's lap for a lovely hand warm-up.  I mention to Master that it seems I will be 'owed' 3 maintenance spankings by the time I return.  He agrees, I then ask if we could have some of that in advance, something to take with me....and make look forward to return without having to face 3 maintenance spankings.  He asks what I had in mind, I say half.  He is surprised...was expecting I would say one of the maintenance spankings (100 spanks).  Master says, 150,  you are thinking outside of the box.  But he agrees, to my request, so I am getting a spanking with 150 with the maintenance paddle.  Six sets of 25, with breaks for rubbing and some kneeling and sucking by me for Master.
       When we are done, Master says we are going to empty the toy bag....25 with each item in the bag.  He says He will start with the 'toys' that I can be over his knee for and alternate wood and leather.  After another 'break', Master has me present my bottom.  Time for the larger and heavier 'toys'.  There are an assortment of leather straps and belts, and several heavier paddles.   When He gets to the crop, He has me spread my legs, and aims between them.
             The last two are the whip, and finally the large flogger, my favorite!  The bag is finally empty, and my bottom is red hot.  Time to heat up the rest of us... later, as we are quietly chatting, Master tells me to count the 'toys' as I am picking them up and putting them back in his bag.  I guess 25, He guesses 20.  There were 24....times 25 spanks each, yes a LOT of spanks!  
           Happy Easter all....
hugs abby


Monday, April 10, 2017

All of Me....

    I was able to walk outside this morning with a short sleeved shirt:)!  I came home and celebrated by cleaning out my closet of winter sweaters and slacks...and moving the summer things back in. Which probably means there will be more snow....
    Master asks me often which part of you belongs to me...sometimes it is a reminder, sometimes He just wants to hear it.  This time, it is with a crop nearby....all of me, the butterflies start in as I am trying to anticipate...all of me. After my naked kneeling, Master has me over his lap.  I am anticipating his had, when I feel something hard and cool.  After a few spanks, I look back and see the hair brush.  I ask about a warm up, so he turns it over and uses the soft bristle side from the tips of my toes all the way up to my neck, stopping at certain interesting spots...a few times.  Not what I was expecting, but very nice and welcomed.  He does return to the harder side of the brush, but I am more ready this time.
      He then gets his 'helping hand' crop out...then end of it looks like an open hand.  He is smiling as he reminds me...all of you.  He starts his 'route' by traveling up and down my legs, increasing the intensity a bit each time.  He then starts to pat my back....telling me it is a massage.  I laugh and say, hmmmm never seen a crop at a spa, this must be a specialized spa.  He assures me it is.  
    I am then told to sit up and spread my legs.  He goes up the inside of me legs and continues between them.  I start to tense, as he tells me to relax....I always want to answer back...let's switch positions and you relax...but I nod my head and take a deep breath. I do complain a bit, but that just leads to Him 'checking' and telling me that there is evidence that I am enjoying this.  
    He then travels up to my breast, going lightly, at least at first.  He uses his hands and mouth to soothe them, my favorite part.  Master then tells me it is time for my tattoo. I look at him, confused.....he tells me kneel over the end of the sofa.  He rubs the side of my thigh and asks if I ready?  I know this is going to hurt, so I say Yes Sir, he continues to rub, asking if I am sure.  I nod, and after another minute, I say, just do it...and He does.  I have a 'tattoo' that blossoms....Master is rubbing it as I flinch, but soon the pain is rubbed away, and I get a look of my reminder....all of me.
Hugs abby

       

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Master's Challenges...

       Monday was harder play Monday...the first Monday of every month.  This has been the case for maybe....a year now. I don't see it as one of Master's best ideas, but He started to help me see it a little differently this Monday.  Harder play does not exclude maintenance so we at least start the harder play with my well-warmed bottom.
           After my naked kneeling, re-claiming time, I am over Master's lap for maintenance.  Four sets of 25, with some welcome rubbing between sets.  These are hard spanks from the beginning, and I do get quite vocal.  After the last set, Master asks if I would like a 'break' before we continue. I quickly get up and kneel before Him and find His cock. My plan is to get Him in as good a mood as possible before starting the harder play time. 
           I am back over Master's lap, he has decided on 3 more sets of 100 with the maintenance paddle.  I am not thrilled, but I also know he has a collection of paddles that are larger and heavier.  As soon as he starts in, I am thinking these are not as hard as maintenance....oh..Master's spanks are never just taps, and these have me squirming.  The first 100 are over, and being the 'nice' Master he is...he offers me another 'break' time.  At the end of this break, Master says...I am going to offer you a deal, or a challenge.
          Now, I am not sure how to feel about this, so I nod and wait.  He says I can eliminate one of the sets (yes all 100 spankings) if I can accomplish his challenge.  He says, if I can get both of his balls in my mouth and suck on them at the same time, he will eliminate one of the sets.  We have tried this  before, and it was not successful.  But I am never one to shy from a challenge and I am thinking 100 less spanks...so I am going to give it my best.
         Luckily Master is patient, it takes me a while, with a lot of 'adjusting' and starting again....but I am successful!  Master is chuckling, saying it is amazing what a girl can do with the proper incentive.  I am back over Master's lap for the last 100, again with the maintenance paddle.  I am quietly accepting these, they feel much less harsh than the preceding sets. After some welcomed rubbing, Master's decides to use my big 'toy'.  He has me get it and get into position. He seems to be enjoying watching my reactions as he inserts it, wriggles it, thrusts it, and gets me reaching up to him.
        I hear Master's voice, He has another challenge for me.  Ummm..I am close to the edge and listening, never mind changing my focus, is not on my agenda at the moment.  The challenge....Master is giving me permission to cum while He continues thrusting 100 times....if I do not cum I can snuggle in with Him and then cum in the way I like best :):):).  I nod, He starts thrusting and counting, I am trying to concentrate on His voice...but not sure I am going to make it to 100.  He gets to around 85 and I yell out faster..meaning count faster, Master interprets it as....thrust faster and deeper....I am groaning and holding my breath....he gets to 100!
      He congratulates me and pulls me up to Him, and treats me to...a few....orgasms.  Once I can talk, I ask him where on earth does he get these ideas??  He laughs and says, I just have to think of you...you are so good at meeting my challenges , you amaze me.  So I need to challenge myself to keep challenging you.  I am still trying to decide if that is a good thing....or not.
    Hope you are all having a good week!
hugs abby

Sunday, April 2, 2017

The High and the Low of Fun Friday....

          Shhh...don't tell Mother Nature, but the sun is shining and it actually feels like spring, I even was able to walk outside today!  Fingers crossed, that no one crosses her again, and we get to enjoy more of this weather.
          Master spent last week, reminding me that tomorrow is the first Monday of the month...meaning harder play Monday.  He knows I always seem to forget, and His reminding is two fold. One, I am better prepared for harder play if I have time to adjust to the thought....and secondly He loves to see my reaction each time He reminds me.  His Thursday reminder was....since Monday is the first of the month and...well you know.... I think Friday should be an all leather day....kind of like, bad news/good news.
               On Friday, I walk into the room to see leather 'toys' all lined up on the floor. (He nicely does not even mention Monday).  He reminds me I am wayyy over dressed, I take the hint, and am soon naked and kneeling, as He claims every part of me.  Then I am over His lap, for a hand warm-up.  Master mentions that His hand could be considered a leather toy, and I have to agree, it is more leathery than wood like. I suddenly feel something much harder...the hair brush,  I look (glare) back at Him, He smiles and says, He will use both sides.   He just wants my bottom nice and warm.  Once He judges it to be warm enough, He does use the soft bristle side, up and down my legs, on my botton, my back, between my legs...all over my body, and then again, until He has me practically swooning.
       Master tells me to choose what leather I would like to start with, I choose the small leather strap...small enough so I can still be OTK.  My bottom has been nicely warmed, and I am relaxing and enjoying this first round of leather.  Master has decided on 100 with each toy. My second choice is the large leather strop, it does look intimidating, but it has become one of my favorites.  He switches sides after each set of 25, with some rubbing as He switches.  When He reaches 100, He steps up and rubs my bottom with his body, making me squirm. 
         When He feels I have squirmed enough, He declares break time, and I am once again kneeling but this time to pleasure my Master.  I choose the small horse hair flogger next.  Master starts by swishing it all over, using it on my breast and nipples.  Next, He targets my pussy, and then my back and thighs.  I am so relaxed when He is finished, until I hear the words....whip next!
            I can choose my position, I choose leaning over a pillow.  He stops after each 25 to rub out the sting a bite.  I am very happy when this 100 is over, and I see the large flogger is still on the floor.  Master starts and end each set with lots of swishing all over my body, and making sure that I am enjoying this flogging.  He also makes sure that I am dripping and panting as I try to hang on. 
              After the flogging I am so ready to explode, but I also want to pleasure to last. I try to hold out as long as possible, before I ask for permission to cum.  Master is reminding me, I need that permission first.  Finally I know I have to ask, and I blurt out the words and get permission. After the first explosion, I ask for another permission, and then Master takes me to the point of needing another permission.  Once I have used this permission, I tell Him, enough, not more...I hear...silly girl that is not your call.  He slowly gets me back to the simmer and then the exploding part once again, and I can feel myself squirting and cumming and being so very loud, until all I can do is lie still.  Master is talking quietly, massaging me, telling me what a good girl I am.....We stay like that until I feel I am ready to move, and they He holds me on His lap as we continue to snuggle....and recover.
       So that was the high of Friday, on Saturday morning came the low...sub drop. I have written about sub drop before, but it has been a while, so I decided to mention it again. The last time I had sub drop was over a year ago, I believe, and it has happened a few times, but it is not a regular occurence. Technically, sub drop occurs after a large influx of endorphins has occured and then they recede leaving a chemical imbalance.  For me, it usually lasts at least a few hours, sometimes  most of a day.
     I woke up on Saturday, still feeling tired, our of sorts and no energy.  My high from Friday's play had gone and I was feeling a little depressed.  Luckily, Master recoginized what was happening right away and told me....the higher the highs.....And it clicked, the lower the lows...sub drop.  I spent most of the day snuggled on the sofa watching a movie and even had some ice cream, and by evening was much better.  The key is recognizing it, and then just letting someone pamper you for a day.
           Is there a way to prevent it....I have read that having lots of after care after a spanking helps.  Master is really good at that. He pulls me into Him, and massages me, and lets me decide when I am ready to move.  An then, the move is usually to sit on His lap.  Hydration is also important and helps and for some a snack is also helpful.  So ends my Public Service Announcement for  today:).
Have a great week all...
hugs abby                    


                      
          

Thursday, March 23, 2017

Fun....Thursday??

       Fun Friday was on Thursday this week.  I am leaving in the morning for the oldest grand's birthday weekend...in our family one day is never enough.  She called me this morning letting me know tomorrow is half day of school, and she wanted me to pick her up, I assured her I would be there.  I then told her this was a special celebration, since it is her last one digit birthday, and I am not sure I want her to have more birthdays and turn a 2 digit number.  She replies...(after a giggle), well grandma, I hope you have lots more birthdays since I want to celebrate a 3 digit birthday with you.  
       I am kneeling, naked as Master starts to gently play with my nipples.  Just as I am relaxing into the nipple play, He decides to go from gentle play to mauling.  I have learned to hang on to His legs, keeping my hands from my nipples and trying to stop Him.
        I am then over his lap for a hand warm-up.  It is a nice long one, but the last round of spanks is much harder than usual...giving me a hint of things to come.
I feel some wood, and ask what paddle..He replies the Pooh one.  He is being "gentle"...Master's version of gentle...for most of this set, until the last flurry, which is much harder. He asks if I would like a break before we continue, I quickly get up and kneel and get His cock into my mouth before He changes His mind.  Next round is a leather paddle, which has me smiling, until He starts to travel with the paddle and ends up on thighs.  He decides we should have another 'break' when He tires of this paddle.
         Master then tells me He feels like giving me a hard paddling.  I look straight at Him and say....you should take something for that and feel better.  It takes a second, but He starts to chuckle shaking His head.  After He is done laughing, He says...don't need any meds, I have you.
                I am back over His lap, and He is 'checking' to see if I am reacting to our play time yet....yep, I am.  He decides He will keep getting me wetter, until I ask for my hard paddling.  Not my favorite thing, one reason because I always try to push  it and not ask for as long as possible ...with Master warning me, that cumming without permission will not have a pleasant consequence.  
                   I do wait until I know I am close to losing any control. After I ask, Master tells me to get up and stick my bottom out...I will count and thank Him for each one. I groan....He is smiling, keeps you in the moment doesn't it?  He has the heavy 'My Paddleman' Paddle....I give Him a look.  He says this was a gift from you...do you regret it yet?
                   I get into position  and these are all hard, slow ones, with me thanking and counting.  When He is finished, I hear.....now you should have me right with you all weekend.  We then move on to making sure that we both have something to remember over the weekend that will keep us smiling.
Hope you have a fun weekend also...
hugs abby

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

If it's Monday....

.......and yes, I am posting this on Tuesday, but yesterday just got away from me.  It's been a while since I posted about maintenance spankings, I really felt like the posts  were getting repetitive....but they have been happening every, single, gosh darn Monday!
       I find myself kneeling, naked as Master starts to claim me. He has decided to take the more gentle approach to my breast....He is barely touching, gently rubbing, using his finger tips, never losing contact with them, slowly and gently getting me to the panting stage.  My hands are behind me, but I have to touch Him, so I hang on to His legs...He looks at me me smiles and nods.  He asks if I need some cooling off, before I get into big trouble...I quickly nod.  He decides He will cool my breast by sucking on them...not exactly the type of 'cooling off' I had in mind.  He is spending a lot of time on each breast, I am back to panting and adding some groaning.  He stops  and moves his fingers to 'check' and see how the rest of me is reacting....I am dripping.
            He tells me He is waiting for me to ask for what comes next, otherwise He will go back to entertaining himself with my breast..... reminding me....no permissions granted until maintenance is over.  I wait until I know I HAVE to ask....Please may I have my maintenance spanking, Sir?
          I am over His knee, as He starts with a hand warm-up.  Too quickly He switches to the maintenance paddle, 100 spanks, stopping after each set of 25 for some lovely rubbing.  At the half way point, I get a ....suck my cock...break. When He reaches 100 we chat a bit, and then Master tells me to go to His bag and choose 3 items for Him to use to finish my spanking.
           I take out the 'beaver tail' leather paddle, one of my favorites, the a small leather strap, and after digging around a while, the crop.  Then I think I should include at least one paddle, so I return the crop and continue digging around and taking things out of His bag.  He finally asks me what I was looking for...."a paddle that is not heavy, a light weight  one". He laughs and says...no such thing in my bag, and tells me to choose or He will. I pick up the closest paddle...the Pooh one....He says that one is heavy...DUH...(I only thinkg that).
                 He starts with the beaver tail, I am over His lap, and so relaxed. He spanks and then rubs the small leather loop  all over my bottom and thighs...it feels soooo very good.   He continues alternating until He gets to 100.  I am not moving, until I am told to get the paddle for round two.  So, I slowly get up and hand Him the Pooh paddle.  It is on the thick side, my bottom is well-warmed, we get to 100 with a couple stops for rubbing.  
                       I get the small strap, not small enough to be over His knee, so I lean over and present my bottom.  He is again alternating spanking and rubbing with His hands and the leather strap, I can feel myself leaking.  He contiues to 100, I can barely still stand.  I am back over His lap, He reaches for the maintenance paddle, and tells me I have permission to cum at anytime that He is spanking me.  Not exactly what I had in mind, but He starts to spank, talking to me telling me to cum, how wet I am, how ready I am. And of course, Master is rarely wrong about such things.  I am ready, I am  so wet, and I do cum, a few times, until I just lay down.,.spent.  Master says He loves it when He can spank me to orgasm.....and I cannot deny, that I do too:).
 I hope you are all having a good week... expecting more snow here tomorrow:(.
hugs abby
                       
          

Saturday, March 18, 2017

Keeping me warm....

       March around these parts is a month we look forward to...March means spring... right??  Well, hope springs eternal that March will mean spring, but often it is the month of the biggest storms...and this year has been no different.  About two weeks ago, I was at the bank when I heard someone say, there goes an electic pole falling over in the street...and as soon as I looked...all the other poles on the street followed in domino fashion.  Yes it was that windy....
       I hurried out of the bank before they locked me in...to a house with no power.  The temps had started to be spring like, but the wind brought in a change to winter temps, barely climbing into the 20's.  Took 6 days for  power and heat to return, and for some it was longer.  Master managed to keep me warm in all the normal ways...and not so normal ones.
         A couple days after power was restored, a 2 day blizzard hit, 26 inches of snow and cold.  But our power held, so we were thankful.  It is snowing again, but hopefully only a few more inches. Master decides to keep me warm from the inside out.  
         Even after 17 years, He still manages to surprise me.  I have been assured that I will be warmed up and forget all about the snow and cold...from the inside out.  Now, I could think of a couple of interpretations for His comment, some more desirable than others.  After my naked kneeling claiming time, I am told to turn around, head down, bottom up, legs spread.  He says He does not have ginger root on hand, so he is improvising.  He has mentioned ginger a couple times recently, so I should not be as surprised as I am....
        He is rubbing my bottom and then I hear, this is going to feel cool at first, and then it will heat you up nicely.  I am not thrilled, but take a deep breath and try to relax.  I feel the coolness, and Master is talking to me, when it starts to heat up.  Once it is beyond the comfortable stage, Master suggests that I should suck His cock to take my mind off the heat....yes He is grinning.  But, I figure it is worth a try.  My bottom is still burning, but the rest of my senses are focused on His taste, the feel of Him, His reaction to me.
         Master stops me and says He wants to warm up the outside of my bottom.  I am over His lap as He starts with my favorite small leather paddle.  He chuckles as He tells me not to doze off....I assure Him that will not happen.  He switches to a smaller wood paddle, that  guarentees I will stay awake.  Just as I start squirming, He tells me time for me to concentrate on Him. I am quickly on my knees, wanting to get Master as excited as I am.  
          Master pulls away and pushes me down as He fills me. He gets me almost to the point of explosion when He tells me to get on my knees and He fills my bottom.  He is encouraging me to cum for Him, giving me permission before I even ask.....and soon I am seeing stars.  Master pushes me down and lays on top of me, as we both recover.....
          Master then tells me in honor of St. Patrick's  I should get paddled with His green shamrock shaped paddle.  I settle in over His lap, when Master says He will give me a choice.  Usually when I get to choose there is not a great choice.  But this time, I hear....100 light ones, 50 medium ones, or 25 hard ones... your choice.  I am surprised, and since my bottom is still nice and warm, I say...is all three an option?  I don't know who is more surprised to hear this coming out of my mouth.....(He later tells me, He was very surprised by my question)....but He tells me that is acceptable.  He starts with the light ones, moves on to the medium ones and ends with the hard ones, which were certainly not the hardest spanks I have felt.  
                 Yes, I have been nicely warmed up from the inside out......

hugs abby