Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Ella's Meme and catching up

    

I am getting ready to leave to go to my son's in the morning, there is a grand who is turning 8! My daughter and her two are taking the train up to join us for a long weekend...I love seeing the 4 grands together, they are developing a friendship that will hopefully last all their lives.

I wanted to thank all of you who have taken the time to send me an e-mail or text...I have not answered too many but am determined to do so now that I am just about back to my 'old' (not fond of the descriptive) self. So, a little more patience and you will hear from me...and I really do appreciate your reaching out to me, we are a wonderful community.

Master sent me off with a double maintenance...so yes the short leash and double maintenance are still in effect...YUCK! Master has noticed that I am much calmer and over-all more relaxed, so He said if I am good when I am away...stay CLOSE and keep him informed of any problems or drama or just my everyday events, He will consider going back to regular maintenance spankings....something to hope for:).

Our 'boys' played over the weekend. The good guys (Red Sox) won two games and that other team ( Yankees) won one. We have not been able to settle that debt, but the schedule is weird this year...they play again this weekend. They are playing in Boston...a couple days ago my son called and asked if I was interested in a mother/son date...now that is a first, once I had recovered , I said of course...what do you have in mind. Well, through a friend he was able to get tickets for Saturday's game, at Fenway. I have been to see my boys play several times at Fenway...but have never seen them play the Yanks...so I am super excited...how would they dare lose when I am there to cheer them on???? LOL!

Thanks ella for presenting us with a new meme...here are my answers....



1. Name a tender song that can almost make you cry.

As I get older, there are more of these. "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" was sung at a funeral many years ago for an 8 year old student, friend of my daughter's who died...tears every time I hear it.


2. What is your favorite shade of lipstick? What about nail polish? My sister is my make-up consultant. She recently send me...crushed berry by Mary Kay...love it! I rarely wear nail polish.


3. Name a children's nursery rhyme or song that you loved and to which you remember all the words.

I am choosing..."A Bushel and A Peck"..the refrain. I sing it every night when I am with the grands and putting them to bed. The youngest one always covers her ears, and then calls me to sing it again, because she missed it. (I cannot carry a tune with a basket, so people covering ears when I sing is a normal event).




4. What outfit would you put on in the morning if you wanted to feel happy and well-dressed? Something in which you think you look pretty damn good.

Since it is summer, while slacks, a loose fitting billowy white, sky blue and yellow top, white sandals.


5. If you had enough money to buy just one would it be a cottage by the ocean or a cabin in the woods?

Has to be ocean, I grew up near the shore and spent most of my summer days at the beach, and Master loves to be out on the water.


6. If you are old enough which of the Beatles did you have a thing for?

Ahhh, one of my favorite groups. I would 'swoon' if any one of them approached me...my fav of the fab four...George!


7. Name a smell that you love.

The ocean, on an early morning walk.


8. How often do you defuzz your legs? Wax, razor or electric?

About twice a week, in the shower...razor.


9. How/why did you choose your blog name?

When Master and I started our power exchanged, He often encouraged me to let the 'real' me out...the me that no one else sees....and slowly I did...finally finding me...




10. What do you have for breakfast? Coffee or tea?

Coffee is the most important part of breakfast....and I rotate between special K cereal, breakfast sandwich or an omelet.

11. How many siblings do you have? Are you the oldest, youngest or middle child?

I am the oldest of my 3 siblings...and therefore will always be in charge...LOL...since none of them read here, I can write that and pretend.


12. What is your favorite salad dressing?

Recently found a poppy seed strawberry...yummy!


13. If you could sit next to anyone alive...who would you pick?

Tough one, maybe Stephen King, would love to see how his mind works.



14. Have you ever gone shopping just to cheer yourself up?

Well, ummm...of course. But I usually end up buying a surprise for someone else..since then I have cheered myself up twice.


15. If there is one thing that can make you angry, what would it be?

Lately, the nightly news....


16. Tell us about the best photograph you have ever had taken.

Oh, we have always been a picture taking family. I have shelves of photo albums and now discs...I have a picture on my fridge, of my mom, sister and I. It is a silly pose and we all laughing, it was a casino trip. It reminds me of the many wonderful memories of have of the three of us.



17. Have you ever gone skinny dipping and where?

Not yet, but it is on my bucket list.


18. What would you like on your pizza? What don't you like?

I am actually not a huge pizza fan. I like a white garlic maybe with mushrooms.


Thanks ella...looking forward to your next meme.

hugs abby

Sunday, August 13, 2017

A Walk In the Woods...

           A big thank- to all of you for your good wishes.  They helped...that and Master keeping an eye...well both eyes...closely on me.  I could feel the 'fog' lifting a couple days ago, and am feeling much better.   I am still on a short..shorter..leash.  There is a lot going on, and Master wants me as calm as possible.   
            Friday, Master suggested a walk in a near-by park.  We got there, and I thought..oh we used to come here, when we first met.  Master asked if the park sparked any memories.  I said it did, and He had 'that' look in His eyes that made me wonder......It was a cloudy day, and we seemed to be the only ones there, I commented to Master that the weather gave us the park to ourselves...He replied, that was part of His plan. 
Now I was more curious.....and the I remembered our walks in that park, one of them let me to my first 'switching'....not an even I cared to have repeated.
                   I wisely kept quiet, but saw Master pick up a few 'sticks', swish them and put them back, as His grin widened.  Sure enough, He was soon telling me to pick a tree, put my hands up on it, and keep them there.  As I opened my mouth, He told me we were alone....do it.  I did, and my recollection of a switching, proved to be accurate.  I was wishing I had not worn the light lacy panties, and had maybe put on a double pair of heavier ones, since over my pants and those sexy little things.....my bottom was quickly on fire.  Master was enjoying His trip down memory lane more that I was, ....my advice, take me work for it, a switching is to avoided!
               The Sox and Yanks are playing this weekend.  My boys were in the lead for the first game, and then ended up giving it away....5/4. But they sure made up for it yesterday, winning 10/5.  The last game of this series is tonite, so send the Red Sox good vibes please!
     hugs abby

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

In a Funk....

         For those of you too young to know what a funk is...it is sort of like the..blahs.  That's been me lately...not sure why, well I do have some idea why, but there is not much I can do about it, and need to let it go...wish me luck with that.
The Maine vacation was mostly good, the family reunion had over 125 people, Mother Nature cooperated and we all agreed to same place, same time next year.  
              Master has been supportive, tried to be helpful and patient, watching over me. Monday found me kneeling being claimed by Master.  He was concentrating on my nipples, tweeking, pinching, pulling and I was trying to not say what I was thinking.  Finally I am over His lap, waiting for the warm-up to maintenance, when Master asks me if there is something I need to talk out or discuss.  I shake my head ...no...He asks if I am sure....I nod my head....yes.
               He is rubbing my bottom...I am surprised, but think I will be quiet and let this go on as long as possible.  Master says...starting today maintenance will be doubled (200 instead of 100), and your 'leash' is now a lot shorter. I look up and back at Him...He continues...just telling you to run toward me, to let me help is not working.  I know  you do not like or enjoy maintenance spankings, so maybe doubling them will help you to remember to come to me, and the short leash will hopefully quiet your voices and you can concentrate on us.  When I see a change, we will return to regular maintenance and your 'leash' will not be as short.
                Once He is done, He starts in with maintenance.   Four sets of 25, stopping for a bit of rubbing after each set.  I am fighting the tears, and I hear, time for a break, on your knees.  I am up and thankful...for the break and for the opportunity to serve Him in this way.  The second 100 are 2 sets of 50 and I am very vocal.  
                   He is rubbing my bottom and we are chatting, He asks if I know why these changes are happening...I do...and that they are in place until He sees a change.  Master then reminds me that we have not yet, settled our baseball bet, and that the ' boys' are almost ready to play each other again...yes life has been just that crazy.
                     Neither one of us can remember the exact scores, but we do remember that it was a 4 game series, and that the total runs scored were almost the same. Yes, we could have looked it up, but just decided that we would each get to choose 2 'toys' and the number for each would be 50. He announces ladies first, and since my bottom is well-warmed from maintenance I choose the large leather strop.  Master is making sure I enjoy my winning portion of the bet, and He is using just the right touch....50 comes too quickly.
                       Master is next and He chooses the cane...I sort of give Him a look, He tells me, it is His choice and besides the welts might help keep me focused in the right direction.  Fifty with the cane, it is not the hardest caning but it does insure that I will be able to rub my bottom and feel the welts.  My second choice is....the flogger....no surprise there. I choose to stand and lean against the mantle....fifty is way too short a flogging.  At 50 Master tells me to turn around, hands behind my head...He is going to choose the flogger also (that is a first), but they will be on my front.,,,that is the bad news.  Master spreads out the flogging starting with my breast, working His way down to my pussy and my thighs and legs. Time for some snuggling time...and a few permissions.
                          I had plans for today, taking an elderly neighbor to the casino for the morning and out to lunch.  She loves to go, and no longer drives, her daughter does not see the need for a casino outing...Master told me to wear my right ankle cuff...luckily it is a coolish day here, so long pants we fine.  He also reminded me that He needs to know every move I make....I smile and tell Him that sounds like a song title..His quick reply...it is a song I will be singing often...He does have a way with words.
                         Have a great week...
hugs abby
                             
         

Friday, July 14, 2017

Fun Friday Is Back :)


                  I wish I could tell you the drama is over and all is resolved and life is back to normal...whatever normal is.  Things have calmed, a bit, so there is hope.  Master and I have missed a couple Fun Friday's and even maintenance spankings have been hit or miss....it's been a wild month so far.  Thankfully we have each other to lean on, wipe the tears and yes, even laugh a bit.  
             We decided to celebrate Fun Friday first thing this morning, before Master went off to work, and something could interfere.  I have never claimed to be a morning person, but I did have a much calmer day today.  We started with some naked kneeling time, and Master concentrating on my breast.  Some gentle play, some tugging, some pinching and twisting..all the time, reminding me to keep my hands behind me.  He is talking the whole time, getting me to concentrate on His voice, which really helps me to stay in the moment and stay still.
             Master had His bath brush out...it is the first 'toy' He ever purchased, so is special.  He did start off on the light side, declaring it my warm up...it was just enough to get me to relax and enjoy.  When He sees I am totally relaxed, He starts to travel the spanks to my thighs...they are still light enough for me to relax into them.  As soon as they start to get harder, I pop my head up and look back at Him, He grins and asks if I would like a 'break'...stop and suck His cock.  I would and I do...
         Master then asks if I would like some leather play....He is grinning, since He knows the answer.  He tells me to present my bottom, and I feel leather, His belt.  Once I am able to adjust and relax into the spanks, it is just what I needed, a wonderful reminder of my love of leather.  After 100, Master goes to get another piece of leather....the large strop.
             I react to the first few spanks, these have a much harder thud, but we soon find the right 'kiss of leather'.  Master gets to 100 and He asks me.....20 more harder ones or 100 more of the same.  Without hesitation I ask for 100 more....just the right amount to get me to my happy place.
Master finishes and is rubbing me all over, and 'checking' to see just how much I was enjoying my wake up leather spanking...so much so that several permissions were in order:).
        I am laying quietly, Master is touching and rubbing and I am so relaxed and calm....and Master has to get ready to go to work....but I did manage to stay in a calm state all day!
        I would like to thank 2 of my blogging friends who...one in an e-mail, and the other in a comment, encouraged me to keep blogging.  I have been reading posts and making a few comments, just could not find my writing mojo....but I may have found it
       And...our 'boys' of summer are playing this weekend...Master said I could set the terms for the wager....and He has approved my 'suggestion'.  So...I need you all to think good Red Sox vibes this weekend...thanks!
hugs abby


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Thursday, June 29, 2017

Running in the Wrong Direction....

        Oh...life! It has been in full force the last couple of weeks...some of it good, some funny, and some producing more gray hairs!  There was a camping trip to celebrate a 6 year old birthday, we had a great first day, sunny with a breeze, time at the beach, a cook-out, games and a nature hike.  Day two we were just thinking about starting breakfast...and there was a tornado warning, luckily we had rented one of the primitive cabins, but still....We ended up with heavy rain and winds, but it sure did add some excitement.  And....family drama was back, which always me want to run and hide.  Grown kids, sometimes you wish you could just send them to their own corners til they learn to behave.
         Master was trying to help me cope and stay calm, I will admit not always easy to achieve.  This past Monday we were able to get back to us.  Since it was Monday it was maintenance...with one to make up. I struggled through the first 100, it had been a couple weeks without a hard spanking.  I did get a 'break'...Master style, on my knees, after each 50.  After the first 100, I was able to 'settle' in more and accept the spanks without as much wriggling and loud protests.  
              Master then tells me we have another issue to discuss.  I have learned to not try and guess what He is thinking in such situations so I just stayed quiet.  Master has several 'truisms' that He likes to use.....one of the first that He introduced me to, years ago is..."don't run away from me, run to me".  I used to hear it a lot, I was used to dealing with everything on my own, and it look me a while to trust that He meant it...good or bad...we get through it together.
                 Master asks me what direction I had been running in for the past week.....I had to admit, not towards him.  I had gone into my 'quiet, I need to handle this on my own' mode.  Master had given me opportunities, but I did not take advantage of them......forgetting we are a team.  Master tells me to present my bottom for 24 with the cane.  I say...that is a lot! He agrees and adds...maybe it will help you to remember what direction to run in...toward me!  I thought we had solved this issue a while ago.  I had to admit, so did I and that I had reverted to my 'I can handle it on my own' mode.  And burdens, problems, drama, are so much easier to get through when they are shared.
                    My son and family...5 and 7 year old grands...are on their way to grandma's for a week.  So I probably will not be around much..wishing you all a sparkly, sun-shiny, fun fourth of July....and to all the non-USA readers...hope you have sun-shine and fun also!
hugs abby
                 

Sunday, June 11, 2017

It's Baseball Betting Season!

      Those of you who have been around for a while know that I am a die-hard, since birth, Red Sox fan.  My mom would call me at the end of every game the Sox won...even if it was mid-night or later....so she could share the good news with me.  Master, does have one major fault....He always has been a (damn) Yankee fan.  This is one area where neither of us was going to change...so we usually place a wager on the games....and no money is exchanged hands.
       This pass week, was the first Yankee/Red Sox series this season.  I asked Master if we were going to bet this year, He looked like I had lost my mind....always, He replied. He told me to decide the terms and let Him know.  I thought of a few bets, but had not settled on one....my boys won the first game and Master asked me what  the wager was...I said I had not decided yet, was waiting to see what happened in the last 2 games. He laughed then said...nope, does not work that way.  Yanks win means I choose wood for the number of runs the winning team scored, times 20, Sox win you get the flogger for that many.  My boys were looking good and had won the first game, so I agreed (not that I really had any choice).  Much to my dismay, that other team won the next 2 games.
          Friday, I walk into the living room to see...a small paddle with holes, a cane and the flogger...and a grinning Master.  He tells me He is in a great mood, so He will let me choose the order, and He will throw in a hand warm-up:).  I know I want to end with the flogger...give me something to look forward to and end on a good note... so I choose the smaller paddle first, since it might be somewhat of a warm-up before the cane.  I do ask if we can change the multiplier....and just get a look....and a reminder, that this is a fun spanking.
       I am over His lap, for a lovely, much appreciated hand warm-up. Then it is time for the paddle score 1/9...He is not spanking nearly as hard as a maintenance spanking, but Master never just lightly taps....He does stop for some rubbing after each set. He asks if I would like a break before moving on, I nod and quickly get up and kneel and find His cock ....too soon, I hear time for the cane.
            He has me kneeling over the back of the sofa...and they are mostly quick taps....score was 8/0....and He does travel occasionally to my thighs.  My bottom is getting sore...it had just barely recovered from harder play Monday. I finally hear Master say, flogger time...I never count unless told to.
    I get to choose the position, I elect standing hanging on the the mantle..score 4/5.  Master does give me a delicious flogging with some swishing, all on my back.  My back and bottom are both emanating heat, and Master decides it is time to heat up other parts....
            I am already dripping, so it does not take long before permissions are needed, and we are both barely able to move.  Bet paid off.....and here's hoping my boys get better before the next series against those 'bad boys'....
Hope you are all having a great weekend, after weeks of cold and rain it is sunny here, supposed to be 90 by Monday....time to complain it is tooo hot!
hugs abby
       
         
       
            

Friday, June 9, 2017

Another First Monday...already??

     We all seem to think at one time or another that time flies, and as we get older it seems to pass at super-sonic speeds.  But since Master has started harder-play Monday's it seems that I hardly realize a whole month has flown right by.
       I was away this week for some 'girlfriend' time...some gambling, a hot tub, lots of laughs, a little shopping ...so my post about this month's harder play is a little late....
      Monday morning Master tells me...He wants me dressed as a school girl, and have a report card waiting for Him when He gets home...one that will show that I have not been a diligent student and need a 'strong reminder' of His expectations.
            I decided to go all out.  I had a letter from the principal along with a report card and comments waiting for Him, and I was dressed in jeans and a tee shirt when He finished work.  He asked if that was my school outfit...and I explained that I had not worn my uniform all week, explaining to the principal that I had spilled my breakfast on it Monday, and my dad had not had time to do any wash yet this week.
      That resulted in a raised eyebrow and being led to the sofa, bent over and hearing His belt moving through the loops.  He starts in with a scolding (He is a champion scolder, ) all the while letting the belt fly.  I was still dressed so it was over my jeans and undies, but I was OUCHING from the beginning.  That was for wearing my jeans and letting Him take the blame for not doing the wash.
     He then led me to a corner where I was to be perfectly still while He read His mail.  The letter was explaining why, unless things took a drastic change, I would be no longer welcomed to the school, followed by a list of the school rules I had "dis-regarded"...and the top one being...not working to potential, in fact not trying at all.  Another round of the belt.
       I then had to face Master as He opened and read my report card...I did get a B in reading, but then C's and D's.
Master pulled  out a paddle, and scolded explaining He expects all A's...yes I did start to argue, but His look quieted me immediately.  I was going to get 20 with the paddle for each letter grade below an A.....I pointed out a B was a decent grade, He replied that I loved reading, that one should be an easy A.  
               My bottom was warmed-up from the belting, but He was making His point perfectly clear.  I moved out of position once and was given a warning about starting over...I managed to stay put.  Master then had me repeat His expectations, and let me know that if I was asked to leave the school, I would not be sitting comfortable for a long time...He could spank me daily.
           I then was pulled into His lap, and we moved on to our more 'traditional' roles with some cuddling and loving.  
         In my daily conversations with Master this week, I reported a still sore bottom, yesterday it was down-graded to tender...it has been a while since a spanking has had such a lasting affect...
       It looks like that giant yellow ball in the sky has finally decided to make an appearance, we have had record rains, and no spring.  In the 90's by Monday, time to start complaining it is too hot...LOL. 
hugs abby