* Sometimes i will let something slip from my mouth that gives Master a chuckle and He says...make that your next blog title. That is how this post got its title, and here is how it happened.
Monday was M/M day. That has pretty much been the rule for about 3 years now. You would think I would be used to it. There are times that i do look forward to it....not always. Both last week and this past week, i have been apprehensive, at best.
As always, we start with some naked kneeling time, we chat a little, Master is 'warming' all of me up, and always ends with my breast. He senses i am a little tense, so He concentrates on rubbing and massaging, mushing and tugging a bit. It helps..a little.
Then it is over His lap. He starts with a hand warm-up, now i am starting to relax. The feel of His hand, the warming of my bottom, His voice, the rubbing are working their magic, i let go and relax. Master announces the His belt will be used for maintenance ....i let out a small groan and start to tense up. He questions what is happening...you love my belt?? It is a true statement, I love hearing it slip through the loops, the feel of the leather...but it has been so long, that i just have doubts ....
Master decides He will not start until I ask for Him to use His belt for my maintenance spanking. ( You can all guess what i am thinking.) After some more hand spanking He reaches in to see, if 'she' is responding....of course 'she' is. He then says that he will just continue to see how wet and ready He can get me, and will not stop until I ask for maintenance. ( I am thinking....hmm ..a challenge!)
He starts off slowly, circling and rubbing and pulling, and I am starting to feel and hear my wetness. He then decides to rev things up a bit, so i am starting to pant and have to concentrate on not letting go. Master asks if I am ready to ask, i shake my head no. He reminds me that the consequence of cuming without permission will be much worse than any maintenance spanking. I still do not ask.
Master then reaches in to "that spot", the one that i seem to have no control over....NOT THERE....comes flying out of my mouth. Master , with a laugh tells me to add to those two words are on the not to be said list...as He continues. I say.....OK, you win. He stops, and says, what do you want to say....I repeat.. He wins....He starts in on that spot again....I know i have lost...so i ask for maintenance...very nicely...and ask for His belt. Master, being the gentleman that He is does not gloat....He tells me to get up and get into permission, with my bottom up and out.
He builds up slowly, and i am remembering the joy of leather, and realizing that i have not lost my tolerance. He ends with 10 extra hard ones. Then it is back over His lap, to finish what He had stirred up, and it did not take long....lol!