Life has been throwing around a lot of lemons for the past couple of weeks. We are fine, but family and close friends have kept us busy with hospital stays and declining health. Things have quieted a bit, but we know that there is more to come....such is life at times.
Last week's Fun Friday was cancelled...we were each helping family and friends, and there are only so many places one person can be...altho if anyone could be in two places at once, it would be Master. By Monday, Master was more than determined and M/M day would happen. And so it did...never bet against Master.
It was pretty much like most maintenance spankings. Kneeling time, a hand warm-up, then 100 with the maintenance paddle. I thought that the spanking was harder than usual, but Master claimed that my bottom had gone too long without "his loving touch". After the last spank, Master said He had a treat for me...and it was not His cum.
He had taken the tens unit out to play. I was grinning, I love the sensations it creates. Master started off with the pads on my breasts. He reminds me that I need to keep talking and informing Him what I am feeling. I tend to not be thrilled with breast play, except when the tens unit comes into play. He starts out with a steady sensation, no breaks, and increases it slowly until I let Him know it is enough. After a bit He switches to a pulse sensation, starting low and moving up. Finally there is a slow continuous increase in sensations...which is my favorite.
Once we have cycled through all the sensations, Master takes off the pads and leads and starts with them on my bottom. On a still warm and tender bottom from maintenance, it is my favorite place to have the pads. Master then puts them on my pussy lips, which brings me quickly to a pant and lots of squirming. Master stops and tells me, He will put me in charge....those are words I never thought I would hear. He hands me the control and explains the different settings, and tells me He will be otherwise occupied, while I take charge of the controls. Master is busy seeing how close He get me to orgasm...it does not take all the long for Him to get me very close. I drop the control and am begging for permissions, which He is nice enough to quickly grant.
Our batteries were re-charged to face the rest of the week....and it was a good thing. It was another rough week...and honestly that might be the norm for a while. By the time Friday morning came around, Master first words to me were...how about a long leather session later today. Ahhhh...words that make me smile...and cross my fingers that life would not interfere.
We got lucky... after my naked kneeling, Master asked what leather I would like to start with...I quickly reply, His hand. He chuckles a bit, but does agree that it could be considered leather. So, I am over His knee getting a wonderful hand warm-up. Next, Master switches to the small, oval leather paddle. It is a great follow up to His hand, I am soon so relaxed, more relaxed than I have been in too long.
Master then tells me to go get His belt since that is next. I am waiting for Him to tell me where He wants me to lean over...when He tells me I may lay down flat a use a pillow...He is such a sweety, sometimes..He starts with 100, then tells me to face the other way for the next 100. I am mostly relaxed except for to occasional over lap, or too low swat, which causes me to howl a bit.
Last in line is the large leather strop. It looks intimidating, and can be...but on a well warmed bottom, and a Master who is in a good mood...it is perfect. One hundred more, in sets of 10 with lots of rubbing, and I am heading to my relaxed, happy place. When He is done, Master checks to see if I might be ready for permissions...I am getting there, so He helps me along, until I am just laying there, satiated, barely able to breathe.
Once I am back to earth, I look back at Master and tell Him....what would I do without You to chase away some of the yuckies of the past couple weeks. He pulls me to Him, til we are face to face, and says to me...what would I do without you to chase away the yuckies of the past couple weeks. I smile and as I snuggle into Him, as close as I can get, I hear Him say...we are so lucky to have each other.
I am reminded of how lucky we are....to be able to share both the yuckiness...and the yummyness...that life brings. Hope you all have more yummy moments than yucky ones this week.