Saturday, August 20, 2016

44 odd things

  I meant to post this last week while I was away...but with 8 little ones ranging from 1 month to 8 years, by the time they were all in bed for the night...you can guess where I was headed. But we made lots of memories and laughed often...will be trying to catch up with all of you soo...


44 Odd Things You Don't Know About Me

1. Do you like blue cheese? Only when melted in a hot chicken wing dip.

2. Have you ever smoked? Once, in high school...never wanted to again.
 
3. Do you own a gun? No

 
4. What is your favorite ice cream flavor? I have never met a flavor I did not like, but anything with chocolate or coffee is at the top of the list.

 
5. Do you get nervous before Doctor visits? Of course, isn't everyone?

 
6. What do you think of hot dogs? Prefer burgers, unless they are roasted on an open fire at the beach.


7. Favorite Movie? Mama Mia, Shawshank Redemption, Inside Out....not a big movie goer...


8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Never touched coffee til I was 50...stayed at my sister's for a week, and she had a new Keurig...I am now addicted.


 9. Do you do push ups? Does wearing a push-up bra count?

10. What’s your favorite piece of jewelry?  My mom's engagement ring.
 

11. Favorite hobby? Reading, crossword puzzles, shopping for the grands...
 

12. Do you have A.D.D.?  No
  

13. What’s the one thing you dislike about yourself? Well, I have always wanted to be taller.
  

14. What is your middle name?  A family name
 

15. Name three thoughts at this moment…Almost time to start dinner, what will I get for the soon to be 7's birthday, and I have to take a break to go to the bathroom.
 

16. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? Coffee, iced tea, water

17. Current worry? Organizing the lobster bake for our family reunion.


18. Current annoyance right now? People who don't respond to RSVP's


19. Favorite place to be? Snuggled into Master's body, sitting on His lap.


20. How do you ring in the new year? Usually quietly, at home.


21. Where would you like to go? Anyplace I have not been...but starting with Australia would be nice.


22. Name three people who will complete this? Your guess is as good as mine.


23. Do you own slippers? Yes....need to keep the piggies warm in the winter.


24. What color shirt are you wearing right now? Orange


25. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets? Not particularly

26. Can you whistle? Barely...my dad could whistle any tune...


27. What are your favorite colors? Orange and Teal.


28. Would you be a pirate? ARGHHH...not really.


29. What songs do you sing in the shower? My favorite...Jeremiah Was a Bullfrog..and  a mighty fine...oops...


30. Favorite girls name? Elizabeth


31. Favorite boys name? Christopher


32. What’s in your pocket right now? Kleenex, shopping list.


33. Last thing that made you laugh? Talking to my sister on the phone and having her describe her battle with the squirrels and the bird feeders.  


34. Best toy as a child? Probably the swing set in the back yard...so many creative possibilities.


35. Worst injury you ever had? Broke my arm falling off the monkey bars.

36.  Where would you like to live? Any place where it does not snow.

37. How many TV's do you have? Two

38. Who is your loudest friend?  Gloria...and she is 'always' right!

39. How many dogs do you have?  2 cats..they would veto any other pets...

40. Does someone trust you? I hope more than 1 someone.

41. What book are you reading at the moment? All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr.

42. What is your favorite candy? Orange filled chocolates.

43.  What is your favorite sports team? Go Boston Red Sox!

44. Favorite month?  Well, probably October, I love fall and seeing all the colorful leaves.








 





Friday, August 12, 2016

There's No Need for Clamps when.....

         One of the things that drew me to Master was His use of language...I was teaching English at the time.   More that usage, He also was/is quick with a witty comeback.  He still makes me laugh with His 'Masterisms'.  I really wish I had written them down.....but I did not.  Today, during our Fun Friday, Master says to me, as I am kneeling naked and He is 'mauling' my breast......there's no need for clamps,.... God gave us teeth. He immediately proves  it to me...alternating between soothing licks and sucking...and using His teeth as clamps.
        Once He is sure He has my attention, I am invited over His lap.  Master starts in with a delicious hand warm-up.  Each set is a little more intense.  Just as I am relaxing into it, I feel some spanks on my thighs, then my lower legs and the soles of my feet.  I am looking back at Him and hear..." I am looking for the part of you that does not belong to me". I groan...tell Him He can stop looking all of me is His.  
      I had noticed, the lovely beaver tail paddle was out of the bag.  That came next....hard spanks, but the kind that hurt so good.  After a few sets, He asks if I would like a break...my cue to get up and kneel before Him...and enjoy His scent, His feel, His taste.  I am then told to stand, hands behind my head, legs spread wide.  Master is holding His belt....but He tells me He will spare my bottom.  He starts with my back, using mostly only the tips of the belt.  He then moves to my breast, the sides, the tops and finally the nipples.  I start to move my hands and get a warning. Down to my thighs, my lower legs,  the spanks are quick and on the light side, but they keep me in a state of surprise, and cloud my senses....to anything but the feel of that belt.
        Master then asks if I am ready for some breakfast...my first thought is now?? I look at Him, at His grin and catch on....I am ready, for my breakfast "smoothie"....lol.  He reminds me not to swallow with permission, luckily He is a good judge, and just as I am thinking I really need to swallow....I hear..you may swallow.  After some cuddling, Master says, we have something else to 'discuss'.  
          He says He knows I have been keeping up with all my rules, but barely....doing just enough, not being completely open to Him about feelings.  In my defense, it has been an intense couple of weeks, new job for Master, both of us dealing with family matters, and life in general.  Master continues saying He was debating about just mentioning it....or reminding me with a paddling.  Since I am off to a week long family reunion tomorrow, He decided the paddling would be the way to go.  I am not thrilled, but He is right on all counts....
          He finds the 'My paddleman' paddle...it covers both cheeks and is on the heavy side.  He tells me to lean over, stay in position and I will be getting 10...slow and hard.  I stay in position, but my bottom is on fire....as He helps me up for one of His great big bear hugs.  It is time to start our day.....both of us smiling.
   I am off tomorrow for a week with my siblings and our kids and our grands.  We have a new family member to celebrate, 3 birthdays, our annual lobster bake, and I have set aside one day for just me and my sister. I have a meme ready to post next week, just so you don't completely forget me.
Be good....but not too good :)!
hugs abby           
              
         

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Master vs. calendar...

   Guess who wins?

   Sunday morning right after telling me good morning, He adds...tomorrow is the first Monday of the month.  I am not much of a morning person, but He did catch my attention. (Maybe almost a year ago, Master decreed first Mondays..."Harder Play Mondays".  It happened for a few Mondays, then we both forgot and missed a couple, and then He remembered again.)  I have been away for the last 2 Mondays, so we missed those.  Once I am awake enough to respond, I say...most people think maintenance qualifies as harder play Mondays.  Master laughs and says...maintenance is a hard spanking to keep you calm and submissive, and to avoid punishment, harder play spankings are play spankings..totally different. As I am trying to think of a response He continues, with His evil grin widening.... now don't you worry about it today...just forget that it is going to happen.  
      Later, when I am fully awake and functioning, I go check a calendar....Monday is not the first Monday..it is the second!  I rush to let Him know the good...er...bad..news.  His reply....Oh, well in our world, tomorrow is the first Monday. He returns to what He is doing...discussion is over, Master has over-ruled the calendar, and I will try to not let the thought of harder play Monday be on my brain all day.....
    Monday....it is time for maintenance.  I am kneeling, naked. Master remarks that there seems to be electricity coming from my nipples, have I been thinking about this all day?  ..."Pretty hard not to think about it, Sir."  After a bit, He stops and as He is rubbing He asks if that is enough maintenance? I am not sure I heard correctly, but I am going with it.  I would like a little more Sir....He is happy to oblige.
        Even with the extended warm-up, it ends too soon.  Master has the maintenance paddle in His hand, and announces...since this is harder play day, these will be hard and slow.  Usually maintenance is 4 fairly quick sets of 25.
They are hard and slow, alternating cheeks,  and long before the first set is over I am squirming and getting vocal.  The next set, and this time it is 5 spanks in the same spot before moving on....I am getting very vocal. A stop for some rubbing, and the third set....all unpredictable here and there, all over.  Set four is quicker and mostly all in the area.
            I am panting...and not from needing a permission    ...Master asks if that was hard enough to qualify as harder play...I assure Him, it was.  He then tells me to finish up....finish up???,,,,I can choose.  Ten with the paddleman paddle, which is large, heavy and covers both cheeks or 50 more hard ones with His belt.  As soon as I hear the choices, I have decided, but I take time to mull it over a bit ( and give my bottom a bit of a break.)  My bottom is very well warned....I choose His belt.
          He wants me laying flat, He has decided on sets of 10.
And, yes they are hard...but not too hard....this part of harder play Monday is something I could go for more often.  Master stops after 3 sets, and as He is rubbing, He notices that I am wet....down my thighs.  He chuckles...an reminds me, no permission until we are done with all 50.  He picks up the belt and finishes all 50.  I am squirming, but not from pain...I need relief...Master laughs, and says He will not ask me to admit that I might enjoy Harder Play First Mondays...even when they are not the first Mondays.  
               Master rubs a away a little of the pain and then makes sure that the pain part becomes a distant memory, and I grunt and moan and shout my way through several orgasms...Later, Master asks me if I remember how quiet I always tried to be, barely letting out a peep.  I laugh, saying I don't think I could go back to quiet even if I wanted to....and thankfully, He has no desire to go back to quiet either.
hugs abby 
       

Friday, August 5, 2016

Wearing Master's Belt....

        I walk into Master's living room and prominently displayed is His belt.  I smile thinking this is going to be a very fun Friday. Master asks why am I standing around with a silly grin on my face?  I take the hint and get naked and kneeling.  Master is reclaiming me as we both relax...it has been 'one of those' weeks for both of us.
        Master asks if I have any ideas what we should do with his belt?  I say I could put it back on Him to wear....thinking to myself, and then later take of off slowly through the loops and...
He picks it up and buckles it around my neck, leaving a long end down my back. "Or you could wear it".  He tightens it snuggly around my neck and hangs on to the 'tail' that remains.  He asks how I am feeling and what am I thinking.
         I mention that I had hoped the belt would be used against my skin.  He has me kneel and move in close to Him.  He uses the leftover end of the belt to smack my back.  Top half on up, since that is as far as it reaches.  I am quickly regretting my last answer as I start ouching at the sharp slaps.  Master stops and says...we forgot about a warm-up...would you like to stop and get over my lap for a warm-up.  To my credit, I choke down all sarcasm, and simply reply...Yes Sir, thank- You.
        Master treats me to a lovely, long hand warm-up.  He then tells me to get up, He removes the belt and tells me to kneel and present my bottom to Him.  He is going to turn it from nice and warm to red hot.  Deciding on sets of 12, He starts in....they are hard, but my bottom is warmed-up, and it is leather.  After the first set, He  surprises me with a lighter, fast set on my thighs.  Back to my bottom, second set, then the soles of me feet.  Third set and my lower leg.  Yes, He is making a point...all of me...all His.  He finishes with a long set on my bottom.  He then checks to see if I am plugged...I am.  He plays with the plug, twirling, pushing and pulling, slowly then quicker....He asks if I need a permission...."no Sir, not yet".
He tells me maybe I won't get a yes..I look at Him and say...not possible...He gives me THAT look, I retract that statement quickly.
         Master continues to bring me to the edge, and back a little, until I am begging....finally I hear....cum for Me!  I do...and I do....and I do...and you get the ideal.  Finally, I am laying there not able to move a muscle or even a word.  Master is rubbing and massaging and says He loves it when I end up totally spent not able to move or talk.  Once I am breathing normally, and can think again, I ask to sit on His lap.  I am up and snuggling into my perfect spot. This has been one hot  summer here.... the heat in Master's living room sure matches the weather outside.
         hugs abby
          
         
         
       

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

To remind..or not to remind??

  I spent a week helping out with the grands before it was     cruise time.... we swam, we ate, we were entertained, we relaxed....yes it was wonderful.  I had high expectations and was not disappointed!  Seas were calm, except for one day, the rain almost non-existent, it was a vacation to look back on and smile at the memories for a long time to come.
   Master was quick to remind me on Monday morning, that we were back to our routine, meaning...maintenance.  After my naked kneeling I was over Master's lap for maintenance.  For the last couple years, any missed maintenance spankings are made up....not my favorite rule.  I do get a much appreciated hand warm-up, before the little, but mighty, maintenance paddle takes over.  I am squirming and ouching very quickly. Master stops after each set of 25 for some much appreciated rubbing, and to remind me why we have maintenance spankings.
    At 100, Master stops and decides to 'check' and see if I was protesting too much....He does seem to find evidence that at least one part of me was glad that maintenance was back. He asks if i would like a break before round 2....of course I would!  I rise and get on my knees, planning on extending the break as long as possible....maybe Master will forget about round 2??
   Of course, He does not forget.  He decides break time is over for now.   Master starts by checking to see if I am still wet...He finds His answer, and is rubbing some on my moistness on my bottom, then goes back to find more.....i am already on the edge, and ask Him if He please could start the next round of maintenance.  Since I asked so nicely....He picks up the paddle and starts on the next 100.  I am not as squirmy this time around, but am equally glad when He gets to 100. 
    Now, I am expecting a third round of maintenance, since we missed 2 weeks, but as Master continues to rub I hear Him say now that maintenance is over....I have been thinking about my cane for the last few days.  I am a little confused, and wonder if I should remind Him that there should be 3 maintenance sessions. (And yes, I know I should not have hesitated or thought about it....but I did.)  I decide I will wait and see how things work out...since Master rarely forgets anything.
       Master had me in position for the caning....yes, my bottom is nicely warmed, but there still is a sting.  I know He was working on sets of 12....I have not idea how many sets....maybe 6.  It was not very long, before He was finished.  Time for another break.....once my mouth is full of His cum, Master has me lay on my back over His lap, while He enjoys torturing or pleasuring (you decide) me.  I know I cannot swallow without permission, I am so close to exploding, I also know I will probably have no control over the swallowing part if I wait til the explosion.  I start to make noises, pointing to my mouth and throat...hoping He will get the message.
       He laughs, and asks if I am asking for permission to swallow.  I am nodding.....He tells me, not yet, when I give you permission, to cum, you may swallow, at the same time.  Luckily, He does not make me wait long and soon, I am indeed, swallowing and cuming. As we are relaxing and snuggling...Master looks up at me and asks...."did we have another maintenance to make up?" ( I told you He never forgets.)  I look at Him and say yes Sir, and ask if we can schedule it for another day, since we are both so comfy at the moment.  Nope....and before He can ask, I tell Him I did remember, but was waiting to see if He remembered...then I thanked Him for asking since it would stop the debate in my head....He tells me to get up and get over His lap.  One hundred fast, hard spanks later, we are truly all caught up with maintenance.  Once I can talk I say that was hard and fast...Master says, since you did not ask when you remembered you lost any breaks for rubbing...and you were spanked after cumming......so  you will certainly remember to mention it next time.  He is right....once again...and yes, I will mention it, if there is a next time....
        Hope you are all staying cool, I am slowly catching up with all of you.......
hugs abby
    
        

Saturday, July 16, 2016

The bath brush...again!

               Master's first words on Friday were...welcome to Fun Friday.  I grinned and knew it would be a good day.  Later that morning, I am kneeling naked, getting re-claimed and reminded, that even when wearing my grandma hat...I am still His. (This coming week, I will be away helping with some grandma sitting for a couple of the grands).
                 When I get up I notice that darn bath brush is out...and waiting.  I look at it and say...again??  He says it has sentimental value, it was the first spanking implement He bought...maybe 30 years ago.  He was so excited and  happy to have taken that step...it is special.  I can't help but mention that since it is so special and practically an antique, it should be used very gently...but I refrain myself.
                I am over His lap, for another dose of the bath brush....with breaks for the much nicer bristle side.  I have no idea how many, but several sets.  When He is satisfied that the brush has had its day...He tells me to thank Him for finding it...and He will be watching the clock....I will get a flogging when I am done (my favoritest)...but the flogging will last as long as my sucking does.  I start off slowly, but Master soon grabs my hair and takes charge..saying something about He is on to me...(moi??)...He tells me when I reach the 5 minute mark, and I think He expects me to stop...silly Master.   He tells me...6 minutes...I continue....at 7 minutes, I stop, look at  Him and grin...and say...your turn..a wonderful flogging.... 7 minutes worth.
     Master is known for being a man of His word...and never 
  squelches on a deal.  He has me stand up against the fireplace mantel...and starts in....my back, shoulders, each set a bit harder.  He stops, and I know it has not been 7 minutes...He says, 3 minutes left, but my legs need a rest, so He has me get up on the sofa and lean over the back,  By the time, the 7 minutes are complete, I can feel myself dripping.  Master laughs and says He does not even have to check, He can see that  I am so ready for a permission...
         But first He wants me to finish what i started....with a reminder not to swallow.  As soon as my mouth is full with His cum, I look at Him for permission...He grins and says...over my lap...no permission.  He is using His hand, which in some ways makes it harder for me to concentrate on not swallowing.  I am at the point where I am wondering how much longer I can last, when I hear......25 more, I will count out loud...when I say 25 You may swallow....and as soon as I hear 25, I do, followed by a....cum for me...and i do:).  
              He then tells me to get up on all fours, He wants to give me a hard fucking....I more slowly, I am still in a bit of a haze.  Master is behind me, filling me from behind.  I can myself squirting, and ask for a permission, Master tells me since I squirted so nicely, I may also cum...a couple times.  I end up flat on my stomach...not able to move.
                Master sits up on the sofa and is using His feet to massage my back and bottom...it takes me a couple of minutes to realize what He is doing.  I relax into it...and soon start to squirm.  Master says something about...look ma, no hands...as I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter, once again.  Yes I do need another permission...it is granted.  As soon as I can think and talk, I say to Master...how does that happen....He laughs and says..who cares...we should just enjoy that it does.
I guess He is right.
      ....Master has a trivia question for all of you and no fair googling it...does anyone know what a crabtree and evelyn # 11 is ??? Also when the babysitting is over....it will be vacation week....and I am getting to cross something off my bucket list ... we are going to be cruising!!! I am so excited.... 
      I will be checking up on you all while I am playing with the grands....but not when we are on the ocean blue...:).  Will catch up with all of when we return.
hugs abby     

                           

Thursday, July 14, 2016

WWW...

   No, not the world wide web, not about wrestling....refers to my Wild, Wonderful Wednesday....I arrive at Master's, yes I am plugged, and I have remembered my new rule...
   I am kneeling naked, Master is claiming me, concentrating on my nipples.  He is lightly brushing against them, circling them, just enough so that I can feel his touch.  He occasionally increases the pressure, but then returns to very light touches.  I start to squirm, it is as if I can feel a current passing between us. I am panting, leaning forward for more, feeling myself get wetter....Master decides we need to move on, it is way tooooo early for any permissions to be granted.
   Master asks if i notice anything new....looking around I notice the bath brush that had not been seen in a while...and I had not missed it.  Master says He finally found it, in the garage of all places, and to celebrate, we will be using it today.  I had nothing to do with it being in the garage!  If I had, it would  have not been found.
   Master starts in with the brush, fairly lightly, but I am surprised, expecting a hand warm-up.  Master assures me this is a warm-up.  After a bit, the spankings get harder, and then He starts a cycle of thigh, thigh, cheek, cheek.  He then spanks concentrating on one spot.  The spanks get harder again.  I am thinking, He must not be counting right, it seems like it is way more than 100....when He finally stops, He says five minutes with the bath brush...good girl.  I ask if He was counting, He says no, just timing.  
   He starts to rub the bristle side of the brush all over my body.  My senses are re-awakened, it feels so very good.  Up and down my legs, my back, my bottom.  This five minutes seems to go by much more quickly.
   Master then says it is my turn to complete a 5 minute activity.
I grin, and reach for His cock.  I check the time, and settle in, to see how many different sensations I can please Him with...in 5 minutes.  Master then checks to see if I am enjoying as much as He is.....of course I am!  I am up and back over His lap, Master telling I may cum, while He starts in again with that darn bath brush.  He is varying the hardness and where He spanks, I am getting close to exploding, but just cannot get over that edge.  I hear myself say...please....Master says please what..harder, more, stop?? I groan, please touch me, help me.....Ahhhh, He replies, since you ask so nicely....
      I am just still, getting my breathing back to normal, I hear Master's voice, and feel Him rubbing me all over.  I start to stir, He tells me to stay, relax...I tell Him any more relaxed and I am napping....Turns out to be a great idea for both of us!
hugs abby