Monday, December 22, 2014

"Monday, Monday"

     I hope that you are all at the point where the work part is done.....and you are enjoying all the good feelings and joy...that the holiday can bring.  I am holding dear with prayers and good thoughts all of you who are facing difficulties...I am at my son's and each day brings a new reason to smile and be thankful...
   A couple Mondays ago Master was in a musical mood.  Everything reminded Him of a song..mostly of the 'golden oldies' varieties.  One of tunes was Monday, Monday  a hit by "The Turtles", way back when.  It was featured in the movie The Big Chill. I know that many of you are thinking...who?? what???,but hopefully there are a few out there who will recognize the title and group.  Master suggested i should use the tune, but re-write it to reflect my Mondays.  I worked on it when i was still home, so i could post it on this Monday....
For you Sir:

Monday morning, i wake to thoughts of maintenance.
Oh, Monday morning, Monday morning always guarantees
That Monday evening my bottom will still be sore.
Monday, Monday, i can trust that day;
Monday, Monday, it always turns out that way.
Oh, Monday morning, you give me a feeling of certainty.
Oh, Monday, Monday, i know over His  knee i will be.
Every other day of the week i am calm.
Because when Monday comes, because when Monday comes
You can find me over my Master's knee.

Monday, Monday, so good for me;
Monday morning i wake to thoughts of maintenance.
Oh, Monday morning, Monday morning always guarantees
That Monday evening my bottom will still be sore.
Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week I focus
Because when Monday comes, when Monday comes
You will find me over My Master's knee.
On Monday, Monday, i know that day
Monday, Monday, always turns out that way;
Oh, Monday, Monday maintenance day
Monday, Monday is here to stay.
Oh Monday, Monday
Oh Monday, Monday.
  
hugs abby


        

Monday, December 15, 2014

Thank You Blondie!!

            I have been toying with the idea of giving Master a new paddle as a gift....for a special occasion.  Problem...i  am not all that fond of wood, and He has more than enough paddles, in my humble opinion.  So i always talked myself out of it....and it was not all that difficult.
           So, with Christmas approaching, i started having that same talk with myself.  Only this time, i decided pleasing Him was more important than...worrying about my bottom.
So i went to browse at BonniesPlace on Etsy. There is this a link on her blog.... ttwdblondiesblog.blogspot.com She has a nice variety of paddles.  I had an idea of what i wanted...i wanted this paddle to be different than all His others, so i wanted it personalized.  I wanted it to 'say' My Paddleman....that eliminated the  smaller paddles and made my choice easier.  
        I contacted Bonnie to ask if it was possible to personalize a paddle.  One of the things that brings me back to a place to shop, is customer service.  Blondie knows how to provide customer service.  Every time i sent her a note with a question or idea, her replies were quick and full of good advice.  She said they could use a decal....they had already tried it and it worked fine and looked great.  She let me choose from a number of fonts she sent me, and went to work.  The paddle was quickly ready to mail...and i remembered i was going to be out of town.  I sent Bonnie an email, asking her to hand on to it til i returned...did not want it stolen from my front porch....she agreed and mailed it when i returned.  
       The paddle came, looked great and i could not wait to see Master's reaction.  He opened it today...and was very surprised....and of course...could not wait to try it out.
It is lighter that most of His paddles, but it covers both cheeks  with a spank...i think that means each spank should count as 2.  It is easy to handle, and can be used lightly...or not. 
    Master then treated me to a flogging and then let me choose what came next.  I was very mellow from the flogging....i chose the large strop.  Master had me lean over. bottom up and out Master announces 100...i reply that is a lot.  But my bottom is well warmed...and by the time we get there, i am in 'the zone'...:)  Master stands behind me, and tells me to stay put while He takes me soaring with Him.  
     I am leaving tomorrow for my son's for a week. My daughter will join us on Christmas eve, and the day after Christmas we will all head up to my sister's to meet up with my siblings and  have another celebration.  There will be 6 under 6 very excited little ones, ...making it special.  I hope you all have the merriest of times, and celebrate in your own special way.
hugs abby
        

Thursday, December 11, 2014

A Needed Warm-up...

            It has been bone chilling cold here all week, and yesterday we had about a foot of snow. The first storm of this winter.  I needed some warming up....and Master was happy to help me out.
            I am kneeling for Him, as He claims me.  We are chatting a little, and He asks me how my credit card is doing.  I look up at Him, surprised.  It has been a long time...maybe a year...since He has checked on that.  Several years ago....at least 6 or 7.... i asked Master to help me out with a credit card that was out of control.  I had tried to manage it on my own....it was not working.  I thought about it a long time before i asked....i was not sure if He wanted to go there, and honestly not entirely sure i wanted to.  But i asked, and He said He would love to help.  I told Him how much i owed...He told me i had to pay off twice what i charged each month and report to Him.  That worked for a few months, and the one month i could not....Master simply told me to hand over my credit card to Him, He would keep it safe and return it when the balance on it was 0.  I remember thinking...OMG..what have i gotten myself into.  Then, much to my  surprise,,,even today i am surprised i did it...i handed it over.  I did not get it back for over half a year....but i achieved the goal, and have been a much better money manager since then.
          When Master asked today, i stalled a bit, but did say i carried a small balance.  He inquired what it was...and said He knew i was done Christmas shopping..and wrapping:)...and that He wanted the balance gone next month.  I agreed it would be.
Master said to me....when I say I am in charge... I own...all of you...i mean it.  All of You...not just your body.  For a gal who witnessed the bra burning, we can have it all, we are in charge of us era....and agreed...it is amazing how warm, safe and contented it makes me to hear Master say that His arm has a long reach......
      Back to today, after my claiming i start to rise, and Master tells me to stay put, we are starting with His pleasure today, i start to lick and suck, Master starts to wonder if could cum from sucking Him....I am then over Master's lap, where He checks and discovers that i was also enjoying  pleasing Him.  He starts lightly spanking my pussy, increasing the intensity until i am panting and needing a permission, which is granted.  Master is laughing and asks if i am confused yet....it seem we have started our play time, the way we usually end it.  It certainly was a wonderful way to warm me up.
     Master then starts to warm up my bottom first with His hand, then with the hairbrush paddle.  I am told to keep my legs open, and Master is spanking all over my bottom including my thighs.  I am in a good place, and am accepting the spanking, without much of a struggle.   Master then asks if i would like some leather...DUH...He tells
 me to get up and get the beaver tail paddle from His bag.  Takes me a while to find it, but i do, and am back over His lap, loving how this is progressing. I am totally relaxed while He continues spanking with that wonderful little paddle.  When He is done, i am dripping.....
     Master tells me to quickly get back to His cock.  I am concentrating on Him, He is telling me to let myself get wetter , to think about cumming, He is rubbing and massaging me.  He asks if i can feel myself dripping...i am nodding.  Master then tells me to start playing with myself...to continue until i cum. The only condition, i must still be enjoying His cock.
I feel myself start to get close, to shudder, Master is encouraging me and..it happens, i explode, and i have managed to take Master's cock with me.  
    Master is telling me to stay where i am, to keep His cock in my mouth , but to relax, no movement, just quiet.  I am so totally relaxed, i feel like i will nap, which Master encourages.   We just rest, me with His cock in my mouth, for me a new experience, but one i look forward to repeating..:)
  Master promised to warm me up.....He succeeded in turning the temperature up to HOT!! 
hugs abby  
      
     
  

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

It's cookie exchange day:)

  I have been making these cookies for years.  Every time I try to stop, everyone asks for them.  If you want them to look more like Christmas cookies, you can add red or green food coloring to the peanut butter part...
                         
                                 PEANUT BUTTER SWIRL COOKIES

1/2 cup shortening
1 cup creamy peanut butter
2 cups of sugar
4 T. of milk
2 eggs
2 1/2 cups of flour
1 t. baking soda

Cream shortening, peanut butter, eggs, milk  and sugar.
Gradually add flour and baking soda.
Roll into 2 rectangles as wide as a sheet of wax paper. (about 10 inches long and 1/4 inch thick).

1 (12 oz.) package of chocolate chips
2 T butter
1/4 cup peanut butter

Melt chocolate, peanut butter and butter together and spread over dough.
Roll cookies and refrigerate for 1/2 hour.
Slice to 1/4 in. thickness and place on an ungreased cookie sheet.
Bake 7-8 minutes at 375.  Cool on rack.

Hugs abby







                                       

Monday, December 8, 2014

A new twist to M/M

           As just about everyone knows by now, Monday is maintenance spanking day in my world.  For the most part, the spanking is the same each week.  We start with my naked kneeling, while Master and i discuss plans for the week.  I am then invited over His lap, usually starting with a hand warm-up, then the maintenance paddle makes an appearance.
          I get a bit more of a warm-up with some light taps...light according to Master's definition.  Then, He tucks me in, and it is 100 spanks, in sets of 25 or 50 usually, with rubbing between the sets.  Each set is harder, and the last 10 the most memorable.  Today, we were about the start the second set of 50, Master was rubbing my bottom, when i hear...'I have been thinking'....
          Ut oh....as i wait to hear the rest.  He asks if i have ever heard of the diaper position....i slowly and quietly reply ....yes.  He asks if anyone has ever written about it.  Now i do recall i couple, so i say yes...and quickly add...no one liked it.  (You will all back me up on this).  'Hmmmm, i think we should make up our own minds'. (No surprise there).
I am told to get up and in position.  I stay still....now???....'no time like the present'. He has that smirky look, and i know...this is going to happen.
        So i get up and get into the diaper position...on my back, legs up, and Master wants them apart.  I get the last 50 all at once.  I will say, He was not spanking as hard as He usually does....but....He did not need to.  I was ouching almost at once.  Not to mention, that He found more targets than he usually does....i am hoping this is a one time experiment.
      When the spanking, and some rubbing is done, i start to move, and am told to stay put.
Master has my large toy and is rubbing  all over and plunging and pulling and has it turned on high.  Hmmm...maybe this diaper position can be a positive.  After a few minutes, i yell out...Fuck me please, Master....and that rarely happens.  He quickly is granting my request, and i am soon exploding, shuddering, and gasping.  When i can talk again, Master asks if the diaper position gets a thumbs up.....was the payoff worth it.....
we might have to continue investigating.
       hugs abby
     



Saturday, December 6, 2014

500 Posts!!

         I am not a person who watches her stats. I have never been a numbers person...math is a necessary evil.  When Master asks about blog stats (engineer...numbers Man), i always say...i have no idea.  I did happen to notice last week that i was close to 500 posts.  The thought of that surprised me...500??..how did that happen.  How did i ever have enough to say....i sure hope i have not been boring!
       I started blogging because i was told i had to. I had all the same worries most of you probably had...what if no one reads, what if they think i am nuts, what if no one ever comments.  After about 2 months i said to Master, i am done. He told me to continue for 6 months, after that the choice would be mine.  That was about 5 years ago.  
        What i did not know..or expect..are the many benefits this blog has provided.  Yes, i now have a place to look back on ( have been a diary keeper since high school), but even more importantly i have discovered many things about this blogging community.  
.......it is a place of acceptance....spanking is a general term...the how's and why's and what else is our 'kink'...all of it is accepted.  
.....i have made friends, that go beyond this blog.  We play games, we email, we care about each other.
....i have a place to go for a daily giggle, or for some Friday Fails that make you wonder what were they thinking, or recipes, or to read some wonderful free stories, or to reinforce that i am not overly weird, or to learn about customs and life in others countries, to connect with like minded people, or to learn about new ways and ideas.
....i have received such support and encouragement during times of grief or illness.
 ..Thank you all....
hugs abby


      

Thursday, December 4, 2014

What's a Road Trip Without a Sore Bottom??

        I am heading back to my daughter's this weekend.  It is good traveling weather, the 2 grands are in a Christmas pageant, and we get to celebrate both daughter's birthdays...and if there is time, decorate a tree!
       Master decided that a road trip is best started with a sore bottom.  I am kneeling naked as He is claiming me.  Lately, most of that claiming is concentrated on my breast.  He starts off lightly and His gentle rubbing, pulling, and use of His fingertips has me panting and squirming. He ups the pain and when i groan, He says He needs a reason to suck and lick them when He is done. I laugh and say no reason needed, they are His, but He continues. When He is done, He replaces His fingers with His tongue. He is in no hurry and continues until i am thinking i may need a permission...of course just as i start thinking that...He stops.
        Then it is over His lap, as He grabs the maintenance paddle.  He starts tapping it on my bottom, telling me this is my warm-up.  He stops for a little rub and tells me 100 more...in sets of 25.  In 'Master speak'....this means...each set will be a little harder.
By the last 25 i am 'ouching' loudly.  Master checks, and  yes..a certain part of me is reacting positively to His paddling.  We are chatting when Master asks...would you like a flogging?  Now that is almost the epitome of a silly question.
         He has me get up and lean in front of the fireplace, hanging on to the mantle.  He says 100...how would you like them.  I have to look back and check and see if this is really  Him.  He chuckles and says...it's almost like you are in charge.  I say  maybe i could get used to it...and both decide...NO.  The first 25 are very light...as per my request.  When He stops, He drags the flogger all over my body, i am swooning.  The next 25 are a little heavier, when He starts the third set i ask for a harder flogging. He obliges me..and then He decides the last 25 should be harder still...the slow build up, the feel of the leather tentacles...i am in a good place.
        When He is finished i start to turn around, and am told to stay in place.  He wants to use His whip.  He hears a loud sigh....After about 5 stingy ones...He tells me only 10 more...that is good news.  But they will be hard ones...not so good news.  They are hard, and i react after each one...He gets to 10....i am ready....it is the lightest one of all.  Master is rubbing my back, loving the feeling of the heat. Master then decides to get a larger paddle from His bag.  It covers both cheeks at once, and is heavy.  I 'only' get 10, but He makes each one count.  He tells me i may move.
       He is standing just behind me and motions me to kneel.  I am enjoying the taste of Him, my chance to pleasure Him.  Master then returns the pleasure, until i am limp.

Have a good weekend all....hugs abby

        
        

Monday, December 1, 2014

Why Maintenance....

        On Monday's i wake up and as soon as i am awake enough for logical thought, i think...it is Monday...quickly followed by the thought...i will be spanked.  Most of the time now, it is a fleeting thought before i start my day.  It is a fact of life, a part of my submission.  On a rare Monday i think, i am so happy it is maintenance day, i need to feel Master's paddle, Master's strength, i need a sore bottom.  More often, i start to think, i am not sure i want this, i do not want a hard spanking today.
        As i lie there, i remember why we started maintenance.  It was maybe 7 years ago...we had moved from being occasional spanking partners into a submissive/Master relationship.  It was not what i was looking for when we first met....not what He was looking for....but, slowly it was where we ended up.  It was all so new to me, but i knew how i felt..like i was whole, i had found a part of me that had been missing.  We had much in common, and we just seemed to 'fit'.
        But, i was struggling.  I wanted to move forward, but was finding it difficult.  I was having a hard time sustaining my submissive mindset between spanking sessions.  I will add, i also had major trust issues, and very large never to be torn down walls had been built ....they were meant to be permanent.  Master was making progress on the trust issue, He proved many times over He was a man of His word.  
       I had been reading blogs for a couple years, and one morning when i was thinking..why am i not better at this...at sustaining my submission when life got busy?  I read a blog....that is no longer available...and i sat there stunned.  I could have written it...this person was feeling exactly what i was, asking the same questions. It was unbelievable....i asked if i could send parts of the entry to Master, since she had written what i wanted to say so much better than i ever could. She agreed, i typed a note to Master and debated on sending it.  I did finally send it, He replied immediately...and the next day was the first maintenance spanking.  
      I was in shock, i think, and honestly....wondered for a while how long weekly would last.  It did not take me long to realize that weekly....meant every single week.  Has it changed over the years...yes...we did not start out on a set day, or with a special maintenance paddle...or basically the same routine we follow now.
       The result....my submission truly became a part of me, daily, with no doubts. My doubts about me....and yes...some about Him...were no longer nagging at me...some of my walls started to crumble....i found myself relaxing into my submission, we found ourselves moving forward.  
     No journey is ever always smooth sailing, but with the start of maintenance we seemed to have found a way to ensure our connection, to make it stronger.  Am i advocating maintenance for everyone...of course not.  We are all different in so many ways, our journeys are unique, our relationships are based what the two people involved need and want.....but for me....waking up on Monday's means i will be spanked...hard...and i will start my week calmer, more sure of myself, feeling safe knowing that i am His....and that is just what happened today.

Hugs, abby
   
     
     
       

Friday, November 28, 2014

meme....

       Hope you all had a wonderful holiday...I completed this before i left for the holiday...


  Thank you Ronnie for a new meme.

1. What is your favorite kind of pie?  My favorite kind of anything is chocolate...so chocolate cream, chocolate pecan, chocolate chip cookie pie, ...you get the idea.

2.  Who's your favorite band/singer?  Ah...so many...oldies and some newbies...Beatles might top the list.

3.  Favorite fruit?  Anything in the melon family.

4.  Favorite sport?  I guess the one i have been a fan of the longest..my beloved Red Sox.

5.  Favorite color?  Orange..always has been! 

6.  Favorite accessories?  When i was teaching...and when i am with the grands...i always were something with a frog..watch, earrings, pin, etc...

7. Do you collect anything?  Since i started college frogs...it is amazing how many things can be made to look like a frog...or have a frog motif.

8. Do you read?  Every day....as much as possible.

9. Are you sad about Michael Jackson's death?  Sad for his children and those who loved him.


11. Can you apply mascara with your mouth closed?  I did not know this until now....but no i cannot.

12. Have you ever broken a bone...how many? No, i have not...lots of sprained ankles, tho.

13. Do you text people often?  I do..Master, the grands (yes they already text), the kids.....

14.  Have you ever gone to a concert? Oh..lots, but not in a couple of years....would love to go more often.

15.  Are  you runner? LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL  Once , i made it two houses  from mine.

16.  Would you ever get a tattoo?  I almost did once....was with a friend she was getting one. 
I would a small one...of course, after getting Master's permission.

17. What is the song that describes your life most?  Oh wow...i think we all march to a different drummer and live to a different song.  Our lives compose our songs as we go on.  The first i thought of....Jerimiah Was a Bullfrog...lol.

18.  Have you ever been heartbroken.  Yes, not a very happy time.

19. What do you wish to accomplish before you die? Hmmmm, I guess to make as many good memories as possible to give those that i love something to smile about.

20.  Are you afraid of death?  Not so sure i am afraid of death, more concerned about how my last days will play out...hopefully peacefully with loved ones around.

21. Are you having a good year? For the most part a great one...

22.  Do you forget things easily? Somethings...like ..where are those darn keys???

23.  Are you overly truthful? Not sure about this....you are either truthful or you are not. I do try to not deliberately hurt someone's feelings....

24. Do you like the heat?  Love having a toasty warm bottom....and much prefer it to snow.

25. Have you ever met a celebrity?  Yes, but no one current.


Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Happy Thanksgiving...

           I will be heading to my daughters in the morning, hoping that by then the snow has stopped and the roads are clear...at least clearer.  My granddaughter called this morning all excited that it was declared a snow day, no school!  Her mom on the other hand had taken the day off to clean and cook....ah well....
           Since i will not be here for Fun Friday, Master had a quick version of it today.  It was very cold here, and the house was cold.  The heat is turned way down during the day if no one is at home.  I am mentioning the cold as i am shedding my layers of clothing for my naked kneeling time.  Master reminds me that i will soon be very warm, heading towards hot.
            Once Master has claimed me, i notice a large fluffy blanket nearby.  I point it out to Master, He laughs and asks if i want it to keep me warm.  I nod, so i find myself over Master's lap with a big fluffy blanked covering me.  Master starts to spank with His hand, and wonders if i am feeling anything.  Not much...so He picks up His little paddle and asks if i can feel that...feels just about right!  Master soon tires of spanking the blanket, and assures me He will get me hot....
          He is  using the paddle, not as hard as maintenance, but not lightly either. He spanks for what seems like a long time and i wonder how much longer.  He tells me this spanking is for His enjoyment and that He loves having me over His lap, totally open to Him, He loves watching my bottom as it loses  its paleness, to pink and then a shade of red.  That quiets me, but this spanking is starting to hurt. 
       Master decides to 'check' to see if i am complaining too much....and of course...He finds that 'she' is really enjoying His paddle.  He makes sure i am wet....very wet...when He suggest that i might like to suck His cock.  I am in such a good place, but i quickly 
move, and am enjoying the taste of Him.  
       Master then has me get up, and checks to see how 'she' is doing...'she' is dripping.  Master continues until He gets me to the point of needing a permission, and as soon as i ask, He picks up the paddle and start to paddle my bottom.  I can feel myself dripping and raising up to meet the paddle. but i am not feeling any pain, and as Master continues to paddle , i explode....several times.  I am quiet, trying to recover when Master starts to roam again, He has found my little pinwheel, and is using it all over my red, hot bottom.  I tell Him, i have had enough, i an spent....i should know better.  He laughs and says really?...He continues with both the pinwheel and His fingers, until i have to admit, i am not done...i need more permissions.  When i have recovered, we sit and cuddle as we chat.
          I hope all of you on this side of the ocean, have a day of family and feasting tomorrow.....the Thanksgiving fairy has promised me that all foods eaten on Thanksgiving will only contain half of the normal calories...:)  
hugs abby
     
  
          

Monday, November 24, 2014

100 is more than enough....

          Master is so very good at keeping me on my toes...in more ways than one;).  But when it comes to maintenance spankings, it is pretty much a set routine.  
          Monday is the day....we both make that a priority. The purpose of maintenance for us is to keep me out of trouble during the busy week. I am not a rebellious type, but i often had these little voices in my head....and ..boy...could they get me into trouble.  Maintenance has pretty much banished those voices.  Punishment spankings, which used to be a fairly regular occurrence, are now a rarity. 
             Like today, we start with hugs, some chat, and then my naked kneeling.  Hands behind me, back straight, head forward.  Master claims all of me..He touches and rubs, and pulls and pinches.  Master is also very good with words, the whole time He is talking to me reminding me why we have maintenance, that all of me is His, how well i am doing.
               Then it is over His lap.  I get a hand warm-up, as we continues to chat.  He does some checking to see if i am reacting...i always am.  Sometimes i am have to tell Him when to start the 'real spanking'...no permissions before maintenance...other times He decides.  The real spanking is 100....hard, fast ones...with the maintenance paddle. A smallish, but heavy paddle with holes.   He usually stops after 50 for some rubbing, and the last 10 are the hardest.  Somewhere along the way, i end up kneeling and 'enjoying' Master's cock.
               That is how it went today.  I was laying over His lap, recovering 
as He is rubbing and getting me thinking of more pleasurable activities.  Today, we are chatting about Thanksgiving, i will be away.  Master says.....since it is going to be Thanksgiving and you will be away...maybe maintenance should be 200 spanks today.  Do you want another 100?  Now, the answer to that may seem easy....but it is not.  Obviously my first reaction is to shout NO...but i have learned...that does not work too well.
But, i really do not want 100 with that little paddle.  Master insists on honesty....so i say nicely....No Sir, i would not like another 100.
        Then He asks why not?  I quickly say the first thing that pops into my head.....because it might set a precedence , Sir.  He laughs and says great answer...and we move on to more pleasurable activities.  PHEW......cause, really....100 is more than enough.
hugs abby
           

Friday, November 21, 2014

Too many fun options to choose a title....

            I am sitting on a sore bottom feeling like my time with Master earlier was like choosing from a Chinese menu...so many good options....and i got to 'taste' from many of the options.
           As i walk in, I notice that Master's bag is open and on top of it are leathers toys....only leather.  I am a very happy 'young lady'.  Master always has a plan..sometimes we follow it...sometimes we get distracted.  
            I am quickly kneeling naked, Master uses His hands to relax,  to calm me...to help me close out everything but us...His voice, His touch, His scent, His taste....I am relaxed, enjoying, feeling my wetness grow.
             Then i am over His lap, for a hand warm-up.  We chat, until i start to squirm, both from the heat on my bottom...and the rising dampness in my pussy. He has me get the 'beaver tail' paddle.  It is small and shaped like a beaver's tail.  It is used much less than it should be...I am totally relaxed as Master uses it all over my bottom.  Master stops for occasional rubs, and i am close to floating.  Just when i think He is finished, He picks up the paddle and aims for my sit spots....a set of very hard ones... they wake me up and i find my 'voice'.
          Master has me get up and bend over, head down, bottom out...a good target.  The tawse is next, the sensation changing from a thud to a sting.  After a few sets, Master tells me to stay put and He gets the razor strop.  It is wide and long and heavy.  It also makes a very loud noise.  I can feel my bottom getting hotter and hotter....and that 'hotness' spreads. Honestly i am not sure how many or how long...i hear the loud smacks, i feel the leather on my bottom, i feel the heat...i am in a zone...a very  good zone.
       Master finishes, and rubs up against my bottom. I am pushing back, when He decides He needs some 'attention'.  I get up as He sits and i kneel in front of Him.  I cannot get enough of Him, i am concentrating on one thing only...on His cock. (i used that word just to show a few 'friends' that i could)..He stops me, and says we will continue later.  He asks if i am ready to be 'fisted'.  I honestly tell Him, i am never ready. He checks and says He thinks i am very ready, and it has been a long time since i have been stretched.  
     He has me get on all fours, legs spread wide.  He gets the lube, although He says i am so wet, i probably do not need it.  Master makes sure i am very aroused and ready.  He narrates...one finger...and laughs,...bet you hardly feel that.  A second and third finger i am starting to feel full.  Four fingers and now only His thumb is left.  I am grunting and groaning, He reminds me that if i am in pain He will stop. I need to let Him know if it is too much.  He continues until i am full with His touch, feeling like we are a part of each other, submissive, His.  He removes His thumb and uses it to fill my bottom...i am now completely filled in a different way...He brings me right to the edge...until i collapse on the blanket.
    When i am somewhat recovered, Master tells it is time to finish what i started before.  I am back on my knees, once again, feeling like we are a part of each other, so submissive, so His.  His taste is on my tongue, and just as i swallow, I hear...hold it, You don't have permission to swallow.  It is too late, I apologize, Master is gracious about it, but tells me from know on i need to wait for permission to swallow.  
   Master 'checks' me again, I am so wet...so ready...so needing of permissions, which are granted, as i explode. As i come back to earth, i am quiet, resting, smiling...Master is waiting for me to respond, to regain some semblance of awareness.  As soon as i do, Master invites me to sit on His lap, to be His little one.  We 'make out'...i have not used that term in forever...we snuggle, we are content.
     I think Friday's are pretty much everyone's favorite day.....me included.  But this Friday....it was something special.  

hugs abby
      
             
           

Monday, November 17, 2014

Counting should be left to Master....LOL spanking day!

       Today was the day...the totals were tallied, life was playing fair, time for me to get the spanking that my wonderful readers created .  I told Master that most of you thought there was no need to double the totals.  He laughed, ....after all, Master knows best.
        We started with my naked kneeling.  Master had been in a cold garage all morning working on a car, His hands were COLD.  In no time, He had my nipples perky and stiff....just as He likes them. He asked if a warm-up was part of this spanking, i reminded Him that 400 with His hand would be a wonderful warm-up.  
    I was over His lap, when He asked who would count.  I replied, you always seem to want to count, He decided to let me count these, and to let Him know at each 50 mark.  He started of lightly, but was spanking fast.  I was busy counting trying not to miss any. I called out 50, He continued.  When we reached 200, He asked if a stop for rubbing was included in this plan...i told Him you all wanted a stop for rubbing and....He chuckled, but did stop and had me totally relaxed.  Then the next 200, a little harder, and i was concentrating on counting.  
   We reach the 400 mark and i tell Master that counting is not all that much fun...concentrating on counting does not allow me to enjoy and float off....Master can  have the counting job.
   He asks what i would like next....i choose the crop. The number is 70.  Master tells me to stand and put my hands behind my neck.  I usually like the sensation of the crop, but today it mostly just hurt.  Not sure if it was the position i was in, but I was happy it was 'only' 70...and all on my bottom.
  Next was Master's belt:).  Forty was the total.  On a very warmed bottom, and not having to count, it was delish.....reinforcing my love of leather.  Master wanted to check and see if ' she ' was enjoying, I assured Him i could feel her 'puddling'..Master laughed and said He loved that word.
   Lastly was 40 with a paddle.  Master went to His bag and returned with the acrylic paddle.  I am not a paddle lover, and that one is near the bottom of the list.  I went back over Master's lap, a little apprehensive.  The spanks were firm, but very tolerable .  When He finished, Master asked if we had missed something.  He reminded me that that had been a comment about a hairbrush.  Ah...yes....25 with the hairbrush, 5 on my bottom and 20 on my locks had been the comment. Master insisted we double it. We started with the 10 on my bottom, then Master had me spread my legs wide, and started in on my 'locks'...which are non-existent, per one of His rules.  He was going lightly, and after 20 He turned the brush around and used the bristle side. The bristles created a sensation like no other.  I was soon writhing and groaning, and Master reminded me 20 more. After the last 20, He went back to 'brushing' my pussy, i was thinking i will not last long, when i hear Him ask if i would like to taste His cock.
   I quickly get up and in position, for some delicious cock sucking.  When i am finished Master then decides to reward me with a few permissions of my own.  We both enjoyed this play time...so Thank You all of you for participating...
    As I was lying there spent and floating, Master brings up  a topic, i had hoped He had forgotten...even tho the man seems never to forget.  I had tickets to go see a musical with a friend over the weekend.  I kept forgetting to ask Master about it, and kept thinking i will mention it next time.  On Saturday when I asked for permission He asked if i had already purchased the tickets...um...i had.  He said i could go, but we would be having a long talk about this.
    One of my rules is i need permission anytime i leave the house.  It is one of those rules that has changed over time, and is not meant to restrict me, but He likes to know where i am.  I cannot remember getting a no, altho i might have once...at times He does tell me to go pantyless or to tie a ribbon around my ankle...or something that will remind me, He goes with me, even if not physically.
  So as i am over His lap, in that wonderful place we all love, i hear Him ask it there is something else we should discuss.  I stay quiet, He asks again.  I tell Him i am sorry, i really meant to ask, and it just got away from me.  He says He is not pleased, and He knows that there are times when i plan, then ask, or even buy tickets then ask.  I admit that has happened, holding my breath.
   Master then says He will not punish me this time...but it is not to happen again.  He wants me to ask first, then plan...always.  I just have to say, i have to check and will get right back to you.  The next time i plan first, i will have to cancel my plans.....He is not interested in curtailing my activities or trips or any of that, but He wants me to give up control over this.  We talked about it a bit more, i had a couple questions, and i will now be much more aware of having to check with Master before i settle on plans. 
    Master then asks if there is someplace else i would like to be.  I look at Him, and say....Yes, cuddling on Your lap.  We are snuggling and and enjoying each other when Master says a pretty good Fun Friday. I reply, but it is Monday.  He immediately says...Monday??..Mondays are for maintenance.  I hope He is kidding, He is not. I tell Him this could count as maintenance, He is not buying it, Monday is maintenance, maintenance is a hard spanking, and we are both committed to that. 
  So i get up Master goes to get that darn acrylic paddle again. I am back over Master's lap, and He starts.....they are not the hardest, but harder than before.  He stops at 50, to rub and chat just a bit.  I ask if He is done, or just taking a break.  Well, He says, He could be done.  Is that what i want...I am not sure...part of me wants it to be done.  He decides we are not...40 more then the last 10 hard ones.  Master starts to rub and massage and my bottom, and i am in need of more permissions....
   A very wonderful and warm way to spend a snowy afternoon...

hugs abby

Friday, November 14, 2014

The Spanking Tally....

     Wow what a two days!!!  Thank you to everyone who visited here, left a comment and determined what my next spanking will be.  I enjoyed discovering new bloggers and their sites, and reading your take on LOL day.  A big  THANK YOU to Hermione at hermionesheart.blogspot.com for hosting and making it so easy to  get from blog to blog.  I am still working on the list she has listed, so some of you will still be hearing from me.
     As part of my LOL day post, i invited you to determine my next spanking.  For each comment choosing  to help determine that , i would get 10 with the 'toy' of their choice.  In  my comments, i mistakenly said plus 5...but i did add 10 for each comment.  Here is the final total...

        Master's hand.....200  (all the votes for feathers were added here..we tried feathers a couple weeks ago...Master was not impressed.)
        Master's belt.....40
        Master's crop...70
        Master's paddle....40
        Flogger......40
       and a vote for 25 with the hair brush....5 on my bottom and 20 on my "locks"  (Master chuckled at that one..)

The plan was to have that spanking today as Fun Friday.  But  you all know about that thing called 'life'....yeah, our alone time was limited today, so we had some kneeling time, a hand spanking :)...and then....some lovin...
  
Master said since we disappointed you, to let you know the spanking will be Monday....hopefully by then 'life' will be in a more cooperative mood.  And since we have made  you wait....the numbers will be doubled.  I told Him that was not necessary, but He insisted....and when He insists...i say , Yes Sir.  So those numbers above will be doubled.....

I am very thankful for all those hand votes...my bottom will be very well warmed up....

hugs abby



      

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Welcome to LOL day...help with my next spanking!

   LOL day...Love our Lurkers!!!  We do love our lurkers, but we would also love to hear from you.
     I started off as a lurker, just reading and enjoying, getting new ideas, seeing what  a diverse group bloggers are.  One day I got the nerve to leave a comment...i mentioned it to Master.  He suggested i should start a blog.
Being the subby that i am...i did not.  Who would be interested...who would read....what would i say....Master gave me a couple of weeks, and the 'suggestion' became a...You will start a blog, I will help with the setting up, but it is your place to write about whatever you want.
    Now i am not suggesting that you should all start a blog...altho that would be great.....but what i discovered here in blog land is a wonderful group of people.  A diverse group to be sure, but a very accepting group.  I have made friends, i have a support group of people who i have never met, but who support me....when life gets a little rough. 
   So, continue to lurk...or just read...but just for today, how about a "hello". If you desire not to leave a name...non required.  I will return the hello, and maybe that is the start of a new conversation, or a new friend.
    To make things a little more interesting, i asked Master if anyone who commented today could help determine my next spanking.  So...if you comment, please add  what you would like Master to spank me with ...choices are...His hand, a belt, crop, or a paddle of His choice (:(...
For everyone who participates Master will give me 10 spanks with that choice.  So, if 10 of you choose belt...that is 100 with belt....7 choose crop...and additional 70 with the crop.  I will do the tally...Master reads here, so it will be accurate....My next spanking is up to you.....
And..thanks for reading....
hugs abby     

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

The Large Strap....

         This week's maintenance was today.  Master has decided to add a little variety to maintenance.  For months it has been with what has come to be known as the maintenance paddle.  It is smallish, and heavy.  Master's first words to me yesterday were.....large strap for maintenance.
      Yesterday ended up being 'one of those days', so maintenance was today.  Master first words to me....try not to think of the large strap all day...LOL...so devious.  That strap is long and heavy...very intimidating....it does not get use often.  Every time it does make an appearance, i  become apprehensive....til after we start, and then i remember...the kiss of leather.
       As usual we start with my naked kneeling time.  Just as i am about to get up, Master tells me to stay put....and is grinning as He starts to unbuckle....i help and am soon enjoying Master's cock.  He comments on my enthusiasm....which of course, makes me even more so.    
      Then it is over His lap for a hand warm-up.  He starts off very lightly, just tapping.  We are chatting and He is rubbing, massaging and spanking lightly.  You can guess how i react...i am panting, and i know there are no permissions until after maintenance is done.  Master laughs and asks if i am ready to the large strap...ready or not, i  know that we need to start before i explode.
      Master has me get up and lean over head down, bottom up and presented.  Maintenance is 100 spanks, Master says He will switch sides after every 10, He wants my bottom a nice even red color.  The first 10 feel really hard and have me getting loud fast.  He switches and the next 10 don't seem as hard....Master says it must be His back swing.  Master stops after every 20 to rub a bit, and see if i am reacting positively to the 'kiss of leather'.  I am, i can feel the wetness.  As Master continues, i am better able to accept the strokes, and look forward to the short breaks.  We finally get to the last 20....good news/bad news. They are the end...but they also will be the hardest.  He decides to switch sides after every  5....that helps a little with the smacks.  We finish, Master quickly pulls me up for a big hug, telling me how well i did.
          We then move on to more pleasurable activity, ending up with me spent and barely breathing.  Once i can move, Master pulls me onto His lap for some snuggle time......
         A reminder..tomorrow is Love Our Lurkers day....always a fun day to meet new people....looking forward to hearing from many of you...and it is going to be wintry here...a good day for blog reading.

hugs abby

Friday, November 7, 2014

Who was that girl......

      .....the one tied to a whipping post!
    
          Master loves projects....He is always working on several at a time..He is creative and talented.  He had a surprise for waiting for me today.  I walk into the living room and there is a ceiling to floor large post in front of the fire place.  There are bolts on it and a chain hanging from the top.  I am thinking what is that and why is it here....
         Master is grinning....He made a whipping post for me to be tied to...for Fun Friday.  I am not sure that tied to a whipping post is my idea of a Fun Friday....when Master tells me, in this case it is a flogging post.  Now, that has possibilities for fun.   
          We start with my naked kneeling time and a quick hand warm-up.  He then puts my cuffs on, and hands up, facing the post, i am tied to a whipping...flogging post.  Master says....1000 with the flogger.  I love His flogger, but 1000 is a lot, and i know they will not all be gentle...
            The first 100 are on my back, starting off lightly.  I start to relax, thinking....i am tied to a whipping post....He is so full of surprises.  He stops to rub and says my back is still cool, the next 50 are harder.  He asks if i am getting wet yet...and of course i am.  Then next 50 He aims at my pussy....back to fairly gentle ones.  He reminds me, i may not cum without permission...and there are still 800 to go.
            The next 100 are on my bottom, and the intensity is increased.  The last 10, He aims for thighs and shins.  Back to my back for the next 200 hundred, increasing in hardness, as i get louder.  The last 20 are the hardest, and i am glad to be at the half way point, til.....
              I hear Master tell me to twist around and face Him, time to flog my breast.  I am less than thrilled, but i am soon facing Him...eyes closed.  After the first 50 i am squirming, and starting to get vocal. Master stops an tells me that after the next 50, He will used His mouth to  soothe my breast...something to look forward to.  Once again He increases the intensity, the last 10, very hard and i am very loud.  Master loves a reaction...and He is getting one.  Finally we are at 600, and Master pulls up a chair...yes i am on the short side....for a long session of soothing my breast.  He is sucking, licking, lapping....soothing to the point of where i am once again squirming...but not from the pain...that has been forgotten.
              Master stands and says, not all floggings need to be intense.  The next 100 are more sensual.  He is gently swishing all over my front, and i am melting...and dripping.  
                Master has me turn back to face the post for the last 300.   When we get to 800, Master announces that the last 200 will be a real flogging..one to remember.  He moves further away, to get a better swing.  He starts off moderately hard and increases the force as He goes along.  When we get to the last 10, He goes all out.  He is quickly rubbing and massaging me...happy to announce that my back is nice and toasty.
                      Master unties my wrists and helps me to a more comfortable position where permissions are soon granted.  I get to snuggle into His furry chest, thinking .....who was that girl tied to a whipping post???

Have a great weekend all....snow is on the way here...:(
hugs abby
    
         
        
             

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Do Over???

     Do over?  Those were Master's last words to me, as we were saying good bye.
   Maintenance did not happen on Monday, we tried, but no dice.  I was fine with that....Master however was not.  I know that maintenance has been good for me, i know that i am lucky that Master is so very, very, consistent with making sure it happens, but darn...it hurts!   So, today was maintenance Wednesday.
    I found myself over Master's lap getting a hand warm-up as we continued to chat.  All too soon, to my way of thinking, chat time was over. Master had picked up the maintenance paddle and was continuing my warm up, i tense up and am told to relax.....i try.  Master continues the warm up with the paddle, telling me He will continue with the warm up until i ask for maintenance to start. I hate asking, so after a few more minutes of the warm-up Master decides to check, and see if i am enjoying this warm-up and therefore do not want it to stop. He finds evidence of His theory.  He continues to probe with with His fingers, until i start to squirm.  I am reminded that cumming without permission is not allowed, and that He will continue until i ask nicely for maintenance to start.  I wait another minute or two, knowing i am walking a tightrope,  finally i ask,... please give me my maintenance spanking.
   Master immediately reacts to my request.  Maintenance is 100 hard spanks......i usually start being vocal and trying to 'swim away' after the first 10.  Master does not count aloud, and i cannot concentrate to count, so i try to hang in there, knowing that He stops after 50, to rub a bit and sometimes chat.  I hear...half way ...and He does not stop.  I complain, but He continues.  I am getting very loud, i swear, my maintenance spanking gets a bit harder each week.  Finally i hear last 20....that is always good news...we are almost done...bad news...He somehow manages to make these even harder.
     Finally, He is done spanking, and is enjoying the view of a red bottom and the feel of the heat coming from the same bottom.  As i am calming down, Master starts to roam again.....checking to see if He can take my mind off my sore bottom.  He can...and does....it so much easier to ask for permissions than to ask for spankings..:)  Just when i am thinking i could lay there forever, Master asks if i would like to sit on His lap and snuggle.  I quickly am being cradled and cuddled.....and life is sooooo good.
    Later, as i am getting ready to leave and Master is walking me to the door....Master asks how my bottom is doing...i smile up at Him and tell Him it is recovering. He then asks if i would like a do over right then.  I look at Him, and can tell...He is just waiting for me to start a nod or to give Him 'that' smile, or to hesitate long enough...to grab my hand and lead me back in.....so....i......give Him a hug and leave quickly....

hugs, abby
    
    
   
   
   
   

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Feathers, flogger, belt, cane and.....hand.....oh my!

          Fun Friday was moved this week, i am leaving early in the morning. I have a lunch date with a very charming 3 year old....and will be trick or treating with a cat and a fireman!  So, today was a.....Terrific Thursday!
         A few days ago Master had mentioned a flogging in my future, i was all smiles thinking about it all week.  Then last nite when He wished me 'sweet dreams', He added...He was thinking of a caning for today.  I replied...you must mean a flogging, with my fingers crossed, but i knew....He mentioned it, so it was something He was wanting.
         I had a little surprise for Master, I had made a tally list of all your suggestions from a couple posts ago, feathers was at the top of the list, so i had also gone out and bought a couple feathers to put in my bag.   
       When i entered Master's i noticed He had a flogger, a belt, and a new cane...a heavy looking cane...out.  He was busy, so i was naked and kneeling when He walked in....and when He stood in front of me, i was expecting for Him to start 'claiming' me.  What i hear is we are changing things up today, and He starts to unzip.  I ask for permission to also use my hands and it is granted.  My first treat for today  is tasting Master.
     Master then 'claims' me as i continue to kneel.  When He is done i show Him the tally list, He laughs at the feathers, and i tell Him i bought some with me.  I pull out 2, rather large, bright red feathers.  He immediately says, so this is the color you want your bottom?  I start to backtrack as He is using the feathers on my breast, softly at first, and then hitting the feather against them.  I am trying not to laugh ( it is still the beginning of this play time),  when He manages to rev things up a little with the feathers.  He puts the feathers down and starts to use His hands and magic fingers.  He is playing very lightly, and i am soon starting to pant.
     *****this was one of those sessions where Master switched toys and intensity and positions quite a bit...much of it quickly became hazy....so you will be getting only a hazy account.*****
     Master tells me to walk over and get the 'toys' He has put on the chair.  I say the cane is heavy and thicker than the others, He simply agrees, that it is.   I am over His lap, a lovely hand warm-up, long and getting harder in increments. I am truly relaxing, until He revs it up more.  He then says...oh i forgot to tell you, today is pussy play (spank) day. My legs are already apart, as He starts spanking 'her', saying something like..she gets all the fun, she should get some of the spanks.  (Anyone else have conversations like this?).  He continues, until He reminds me i do not have a permission...and has me stand.
        Master then tells me to sit on the floor between His legs, up against Him, knees bent, and legs wide open.  I get permission to hold on to His legs, in fact He suggests it might be a good thing.  He picks up His belt, i close my eyes. He is using the tip of His belt to continue the pussy spanking.  I move my hands once and get a smack on each of my thighs, i reach for His legs and hang on tightly. He reaches and checks, to see if i am still wet....just damp.   Just as i am thinking...how many more..i feel a different sensation.  He has switched to the flogger.  I stop holding my breath, and start to relax.  This time when He checks, He is happier at what he feels.
      Master then has me get up and lean over, bottom up and out...ready.  Time for the cane.....He gives me a couple ...what He calls light swats... and i react, but stay in position.  He tells me to count, I start one, Sir, ....two Sir...when He says you are not thanking me.  We start over. They are certainly not hard swishes, but they hurt, we get to 10 and He asks me why He is caning me....i say because He wants to...He thinks that is a good answer. He starts over standing on the other side, 10 more...counting and thanking.  After that tenth one, He asks what i would say if He was finished with the cane...."Thank you Sir"....He then tells me to real reason for the caning was so i could feel my welts in the car, or last least some soreness and know He is with me.
    Master finishes with my favorite, a delicious flogging.  The flogging truly makes this a Terrific Thursday.  By the end, i am more than ready, and several permissions later, i am one sated, spent, relaxed, smiling, content, happy submissive.
     Have a good weekend, and watch out for all those little goblins tomorrow night.
hugs abby
       

      

Monday, October 27, 2014

If It's Monday it must be.....

   Maintenance Day.....
  
   Thank you to all of you who gave me wonderful suggestions for our next Fun Friday.  Fun Friday will be on Thursday this week....i am heading out for some Halloween fun with a 6 year old 'cat' and a 3 year old 'fireman'.
   
     I arrive at Master's, He is still working in the garage.  So i get ready....naked and kneeling.  He enters and claims me...reminding me that i am His...all of me.  That this is our time, time to be who we are at our core...submissive and Master.  He then tells me to give Him my hands, He takes them and squeezes them, telling me that He is giving me His strength, to get me through the tough times and to remind me  that He is with me...always.  
   He then tells me to get back in position, and He starts 'playing' with my breast.  He is squishing, squeezing, tugging and pinching.  I move my hands and am reminded to keep them in position.  He then decides that He has not used my little pinwheel toy in a long time.  I love that pinwheel!  He starts with one breast, wheeling it up and down, from the top of my breast over the nipple on the way down.  He completes a few 'trips' and is not happy that there was no trail left...He repeats, only harder, and again.  There is a little pink, and i am starting to debate how much i really do like that pinwheel, when He decides to soothe the area.  He is licking, lapping and sucking until i can barely breathe.  I hear myself moaning, He is reminding me that permissions have not been granted....i reply that i am so wet.  He decides it is time to even things up and repeat the same with my other breast...the pinwheel and the soothing.    My nipples are getting so sensitive i pull away a little but quickly move back towards Him...He chuckles...can't stay away?
   Master 'checks' and agrees that i am indeed getting very 'moist'...we had better proceed to the maintenance part of the day.  I am over His lap and He starts in with somewhat light taps with the maintenance paddle.  I am thumping my leg up and down, when He tells me to keep it still.  I reply that they are not crossed, (another no, no), He wants them quiet...self control.  Luckily we are on a sofa, so i tuck them into the cushions.  He wonders why i am so 'antsy' and squirmy when this is 'just' a warm-up.  The problem is that i did not get a hand warm-up....He soon remedies that, giving me a long hand warm-up.   When He starts in again with the paddle, i am less 'squiggly'.  
    It is time for the real thing, back to the paddle.  He stops for a quick break after 50, the next set gets progressively harder, i am getting vocal and trying to remember to breathe.  He then says last 20...i groan...they are harder still...and when He gets to 10, He says He miscounted and stops.  What a relief.
   His lovely and talented hands then start to wander, as we discuss maintenance.  Why it is a hard spanking, and what are the benefits...and about the importance of consistency.  It does not take long before i am incapable of keeping up with my part of the conversation.  Permissions are needed and granted....
    I then remember that i had been told to remind Master that i had earned  an extra spanking this morning for forgetting to add a Sir to a text.  It has happened before, and He usually just reminds me.  This time He told me to remind Him...UGH.  He tells me the Sir makes Him special...i do not call anyone else Sir ...do i?  No, but there are many other things that i do not do with anyone else...but i get His point.  He asks if i need a new rule, where I will get a certain number of spanks added to maintenance each time i forget the Sir.  I say no....He says He will give me a week, if i forget the new rule will be added.  He then gives me 10 more fast hard ones, during which i have to count and thank Him after each one.  It is hard to keep up but i do.....
   
     Now, i need a favor from all of you....Maintenance Monday's are an ..obviously...weekly occurrence in my life.  They are pretty much the same each week...at least the spanking part is pretty much the same..the rest..well....there are variations. What i would like to know is....are all of you getting tired of reading about M/M days.  Please be honest, my feelings will not be hurt...

hugs abby
    

Friday, October 24, 2014

Fun Friday..1000.........

           Last Friday our 'fun' consisted of 1,000 hand spanks.  It was amazing, the only little blip was Master saying this week should be 1,000 with His little paddle.  He mentioned it once again this week, and i did say that i did not think that would be much fun....but He laughed and said...it's a little paddle.
           Today, the paddle is out and very visible.  We chat and hug, and i start my kneeling time.  He loves to tease me as He approaches my breast...will He be the kind, gentle Master.....or the Big Meanie who loves to pinch and squeeze and see me squirm.  He chuckles as He adds...either way , you end up wet...
           I am over His lap, and we are discussing this blog and my latest entry.  He reads the posts, but not the comments, but is always interested in what everyone is saying.  He wonders if my blogging friends would like a say in our future Fun Fridays...suggestions as to what toy He should use for the 1000 spanks.  So i am putting it out there... and counting on the fact that you are all going to place nice for me.  Some of the toys we use, include a light weight froggy paddle, a heavier weight NY Yankees paddle, a horse hair flogger, a large leather flogger, a tawse, His belt, large strap, a smaller strap,...or anything you think would make for a Fun Friday.
     Back to today, as we are discussing possibilities for future Fridays, Master is giving me hand warm-up.  He then reaches for the paddle, and starts in on what i think is the beginning of the 1000, but i am informed it is still His idea of a warm - up.  I do think these should count, they do feel much harder than a warm-up.  Master decides to switch paddles, and pulls out a light-weight kids game paddle.  Now, 1000 might not be so bad.  That only lasts for about 100, when He switches to a heavier and larger shamrock paddle.  I quickly make my views known....but we all know how much they are worth.  The next set is with His NY Yankee's paddle, which actually feels much better than the shamrock one, but is about the same weight...my bottom must be very warmed up.  When i make that comment Master laughs and says hardly...and has me touch my bottom...it is only warm...not hot.
     As He is rubbing to check the temperature, He checks elsewhere, and says, part of me is getting very wet....i knew this to be true.  Master soon has me squirming, and decides to used my large toy, He makes sure i am dripping, when He inserts it again and tells me to close my legs and keep it in place.  He is going to spank me 100 times with His paddle, and i cannot cum until the 100 is up, if i do i will get paddled by the remaining amount after i cum.  He turns the toy to high and asks if i understand...i do.
    He starts with the spanks, they get harder, but i also am trying harder to relax and not get to 'that' point.  I succeed, but know that i am dripping.  Master decides a hard fucking (used that word for a couple of 'friends')...is in order.....i am off..and off....and off.  He gives me a short break and i start squirming again, He helps me out and...in Master's words...it is like a wet tidal wave...i just keep cumming.  When i stop i can hardly breathe, Master is calming me, massaging, hugging, talking softly. 
     When i can talk again, He asks me how many times did i cum...i have no idea....He says He did not count , but we could count this as the 1,000 cum Fun Friday. No it was not 1,000, but i am sure it was a record...:).  Master asks if i had been holding back and finally released it all....maybe.  I do know ...it will be hard to top this Fun Friday!
hugs abby                    

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Tune-up Tuesday...

     Master gave me a different title, but i cannot exactly remember it...hopefully this one will do...if not we will both hear about it.

     Thanks to a very kind Master, our regular M/M day was moved to Tuesday this week. A friend and i finally both had a day to share together, only it was a Monday, and we wanted all day to ourselves. Normally i really do try to avoid Monday commitments....but this time i asked Master for permission...and it was granted!  Then, an elderly neighbor/friend from up the street called yesterday and needed a ride a doc's appointment and some testing today. Her daughter had to cancel, so i agreed and then told Master, and He said to let Him know when i was available:)..
      So, finally today i was kneeling, naked for Master, being reclaimed by Him.  He touches all of me, mostly gently, covers my ear, then my eyes, quietly telling me to shut every thing else out...this is "Our" time....just for Us.  He then pinches and squeezes my nipples, and i move my hands, but quickly put then back behind me.  He reminds me they are His, His play things, and He likes to play with them, and He squeezes again ..hard...i am holding my breath , but better prepared, and stay in place.
       I am then over His lap, He is hand spanking, quickly increasing the tempo and the strength.  I then feel the coolness of His maintenance paddle, He is lightly spanking while we continues to chat.  I start to squirm and He laughs, reminding that maintenance has not even started yet.  He then asks me why we have maintenance...to keep me from getting into any trouble that would require a basement punishment. He then tells me that i am to remind Him to give me extra spanks when we are finished, i think a minute and then ask why.  Because i did not ask before agreeing to give my neighbor a ride.  Yes, we both know He would have said yes....but i did not ask first.
      He then lets the paddle fly, hard and fast...all over my bottom.  It does not take long for me to be loud and moving.  He stops for a short break, checking to see if "she" is enjoying....He very happily claims 'she ' is.  He continues to stir the pot, and when He has me wet and ready and needy  p, He announces it is time for round 2  (100 in all...that is the weekly counts for a maintenance spanking. I did not know that until today...and some days it seems like a lot more.)      
     Finally He is finished, i relax and open my legs...to remind Him there is unfinished business.  He tells me to get up and kneel between His legs, i eagerly move and find what i am hungry for....a taste of Master.  I am back over Master's lap and He asks if i need more.....I am trying to decide how to answer, when He decides that i do.  Another round of maintenance follows, my bottom is on fire....but the rest of me is calmer ( how that happens, i have no idea, and would probably deny that it does to anyone but Master and all of you:).  It is then finally time for me to enjoy several permissions.
      After i am breathing normally again, i ask Master if that second round of maintenance covers the extra spanks i was told to ask for...it did not.
So i ask for the extra spanks, for not asking first...and i get 10 more....hard, slow ones.
    We are chatting about the rest of the week, when Master brings up a new topic...new to us.  He asks how i would feel being spanked in front of someone, or watching someone being spanked.  He has been to spanking parties and spanked a partner in front of others....a long time ago. He wonders if i would let my 'bratty play' side out, or just be the good little submissive. I think i would take my cues from Him...i certainly would never want to embarrass  Him by being too 'cheeky'...He is not worried about that.  So, is that the next stop on our journey, i am not sure.....but if it happens, i am sure He will know just how to make it an experience i will be pleased to look back on.
      Hugs abby