After reading the spanking survey I posted Master said He never realized He had not spanked me with a wooden spoon. I figured I would remember, so He must not have...I was told to put one in my toy bag. When I looked over my choices in my kitchen, the first one I chose was cracked...I threw it out. The next one was on the heavy side and had slits in it....I put it back...I have learned something in all these years. I finally settled on more of a wooden spatula, not too heavy, and no holes or slits. I put it in my bag, and never mentioned it to Master.
Yesterday, we had some play time together. After I inspected how He was doing on the kitchen re-do, I was told to get naked and kneeling. He sits and pulls me in close, and starts to lightly, slowly, circle my breasts, just barely touching, and it takes about 2 minutes for me to be on the edge...a new record! I am moaning and having little tremors, trying to concentrate on Master's voice, telling me to breathe, relax, and I do not have a permission so soon.
He quickly decides I should get over His knee, if there is going to be any spanking. As He is hand spanking, and we are talking about the questions I have answered, He suddenly says,..you were supposed to bring a wooden spoon. I tell Him it has been in my bag. After He gives me 'that' look, He tells me to fetch it. I says it is not really a spoon , but close enough. It has a very light curve to it and starts to spank me ,,,curve up. It hurts, my legs are soon kicking, Master thinks I am over-reacting a bit....I have learned to not comment on such things.
He turns it around, and says the curve just about fits my bottom, and oh...what a difference. More of a nice thud, than a nasty sting...and I am soon back to...moaning and dripping.. Master checks and chuckles.....says I am very close, so He is going to used the hair brush paddle and paddle me to an orgasm. That has happened before, but I am always doubtful that I will get there , just from a spanking.
This time, it took just a couple minutes, before I stopped feeling pain, and was raising m;y bottom for more. I could sense that Master was going at it fast and furious, but it was what I wanted.....and yes....from the very depths of me, I exploded, hard and fast, several times. Just as I was catching my breath Master uses His hand, to leave me more breathless, until I was so totally spent, I just needed to be quiet. After a couple minutes, I look up to thank Him, and He thanks me for the wonderful compliment of being so open to Him, of letting my walls down, of just letting every go.....big sigh....
As soon as I have legs that work I am kneeling and thanking Him and we are discussing my future travel plans...
fiona..I gave Master your question...He was actually a little disappointed that there was only 1 question for Him, so thanks for that. He is thinking on it.
hope you are all have a nice weekend..it is actually sunny here!