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