I gave up trying to count how many spanks i get a while ago. I would start out counting and then either be surrounded by the pain and trying to breathe and stay in place or would go to that place where ...who cares, more is good!
Today, when Master was warming me up we were chatting. I was very relaxed, over His lap, enjoying every minute of it. He suddenly asked me...would 1000 spanks be too many? I sort of laughed and said, i think your hand would get very tired before i said enough....or too many... ( not that i ever get a vote on that). He chuckled a bit and said, yeah, i think my hand would fall off before your bottom gave out...Mind you when that hand is holding anything made of wood, my bottom says enough....way before His hand gets tired.
I was getting my maintenance spanking for this week. It's been almost 4 years since we started with weekly maintenance spankings, and the only time they don't happen is if one of us is out of town all week...or during my recent surgeries. Are they effective? When we first started, long before i dared to be writing a blog entry, punishments were very frequent. Part of that was me...being stubborn, wondering how long it would take Him to give up on me, thinking i could wear Him down....It took a while...longer than it rationally should have, for me to learn that He was more stubborn than i was, that He means what He says and says what He means, and that He does not give up.
As we were chatting, Master stopped warming me up with His hand, and let it roam....making conversation much more difficult on my part. Master warned me, that anytime i wanted the real spanking to start, all i had to do was ask for it...something i still find difficult to do. I waited almost too long, before i said, .."we need to switch gears, Sir."
He continued asking me what i meant. I tried to to avoid using the words He wanted to hear...but i was soon panting and breathing so fast, i knew that i had to get the words out, or it would be too late. Finally, i asked...please start my maintenance spanking....and before the words were out, i could feel the paddle starting on my bottom. Maintenance is usually 2 sets, the second being the hardest.
As soon as He was done, Master went back to getting me to the point of return. He finds that 'spot', the one that makes me shudder and squirm and come apart....and i am soon cumming for Him...again...and again. As i calm , my body continues to shake with small tremors....until i am truly jello, and i start to hear His voice and feel His hands rubbing and massaging me.
Ahh..Mondays have taken on a whole new meaning in the last 4 years....:)