Hint...not 18 minutes of spanking.
I walk into the den and see the large leather strop on the sofa...where it was left a couple days ago. Hmmmm, not like Master to leave a toy out, I start to wonder if maybe this will be an interesting Maintenance Monday. Master comes in and asks why i am not getting naked and ready to kneel. I mention the strop caught my attention, He sees my smile, and quickly tells me it is Monday...the maintenance paddle is on the agenda.
Master is claiming all of me, we are chatting about the weekend and the coming week. Master says it doesn't seem possible that it has been 6 years since we started maintenance, He would have guessed maybe 3. I refrain from commenting on His memory, just agree that time seems to fly by.
I am over His lap, He comments on my last post, the break up of 100 spanks, into sets of 2 or 4 or 5 or 10,,,He says I seemed to dislike the two sets of 50 the most. I reply that He is right, 50 seems to go on forever, much too long. So, 4 sets of 25 it is for today...Hurrah! While we are chatting He is rubbing and teasing...and getting me very wet. I am no longer talking, Master chuckles and says, let me know when you are ready for maintenance. My 'anytime' answer, gets a laugh, and He says i need to ask properly.
I ask...but before He agrees, I also have to tell Him why we have maintenance...that is part of our Monday ritual. I am squirming by now, and just want Him to start spanking with the paddle, so we can move on to something much more enjoyable...which i am ready and primed for. Finally , Master stops 'edging' me on, and i finally feel the coolness of the paddle. True to His plan, Master stops after each set of 25, to rub my bottom a bit, and to let His fingers roam.
I relax over His lap, glad the spanking part is over, and Master is enjoying getting me to squirm and breathe heavily, and pant..and...He reminds me that I need a permission before any orgasms...I nod my head. I have decided to see how long i can stay in this 'ready' state....sort of like exquisite torture...I know that if i let myself go over the edge, there will be a price to pay...but i just want to hang on that edge between pure pleasure and release for as long as I can.
I know i can wait no longer, I try to form the words, not sure what i said, but Master got the message. He tells me to cum for Him....and within seconds i am off...to that wonderful place....finally i fall over Master's lap, trying to catch my breath....Master says...18 minute build-up i am impressed at your control....wow...guess i am impressed too.
It is February and our non-existent winter continues...see my wide smile. Suppose to be close to 60 tomorrow, and record new high by a lot...bigger smile. They say winter will still put in an appearance...but it can't still be snowing in May...can it?