Sunday, September 24, 2017

Status...good girl:)

      Life has continued to be extremely busy here....spent a couple weeks grandchild sitting and Master's work project is still causing Him to work mostly 12 hour days, and some weekend time.  To top it off, Mother Nature seems to have gone off her pills...90 here today, and for the next couple of days...normal high...low 60's.  
      Friday we took some time to get caught up on a couple of maintenance spankings that were pending.  I was kneeling naked, while Master was 'playing' with my nipples.  It has been a while and I kept reminding myself to breathe and find my quiet place.  I started to move my hands away from their position and quickly caught myself.  Master gave me a look, and said...'my toys'...he then immediately corrected himself and look right at me and said, 'I should say...my toy'.  His message was effectively sent...all of me is His.  I settled for a bit, but then started to squirm at bit at the pinching, when Master offered to soothe my nipples.
          He was using his tongue and mouth varying the sensations and intensity.  I was squirming again...but for a different reason.  He told me to watch closely, so I started to watch what he was doing ...I quickly looked away a bit, and he grabbed my hair and pulled me in closer...'watch'. He continued to hold me in place when he switched to the other nipple.  Watching added to the intensity, and i could feel myself getting so wet. Master decided we should move on to maintenance, since permissions only follow maintenance.
           I am over his lap, he asks how many we have missed, I tell him two.  He is 'massaging' my bottom when he remarks, we have been doing double maintenance...do you think you have done  enough to go back to single.  I replied that I did, I was trying to stay close....He agreed I had done well, so we could go back to single maintenance spankings of 100 spanks.  But....oh why is there always a but...it is a 30 day probation, and if he sees me start to run in the wrong direction, we will resume increased maintenance, and it will be more than doubled.  The 'busyness' of the last few weeks, has shown me, again, how important that closeness is...I do intend to remember that.
          The spanks begin, sets of 25 with a wonderful stop for some rubbing after each set.  After the first 100 it is 'break' time, my turn to use my tongue and mouth to tantalize Master.  He never lets me get to the point of totally distracting him...too soon it is time for the second 100.
            It is finally time to move on to more pleasurable activities....it has been way too long...even for us 'old' folks.
After several permissions and lots of cuddling....it is nap time...
hugs abby
            

Friday, September 8, 2017

How Many is Too Many???

          My title question could apply to a lot of things...I am betting most of you are thinking spanks.....
         For the past year Master has been working on the same major project at work..it is nearing completion. Two weeks ago today, I got a message saying....project has a major glitch..not sure when I will be home.  Well, He has worked every day since then, including the weekend and the Monday holiday.  A twelve hour day was a short day....so the title could refer to work hours...but it does not.  
          Yesterday, Master managed to get out of work at the normal time.  He quickly declared it maintenance day...I suggested a quiet, restful evening....he gave me 'that' look. So I was quickly kneeling, naked, as we chatted a bit. The chatting stopped as I started squirming when Master decided to concentrate on my nipples...the squirming was replaced with panting and then moaning.  Master was chuckling, telling me to slow down, he was just getting started...I tried telling him he needed to slow down.
          He nicely switched to a warm-up spanking and rubbing, soooo relaxing.  Too soon he asks  me to hand over the maintenance paddle.  It's been almost two weeks, so I am ouching and almost from the beginning.  He stops after 25, for some rubbing and quiet talk, stops after 50, I ask if this is the half - way point, when I get a break to suck his cock.  He tells me nice try...but no, we are still on double maintenance...so I get my sucking break after 100. 
           Master announces that it is harder play day....I do counter with it is not even a Monday.  No, but it is the first time we get to spank this month, so it is harder play day for this month (not a trend I am fond of, since in the past if we did not get to spank on the first Monday...no harder play that month).   Master adds, He is going to use the large leather strop...one of my favorites...and I can choose the position.  
              I am leaning over supported by pillows, hanging on to  pillow, he has decided on sets of 10.  They are hard, but my bottom is nicely warmed by a double maintenance, so I am mostly enjoying.  One hundred later, Master puts the strop down, and lets his fingers search out any signs of 'enjoyment'.
We get more comfortable and it does not take long for me to be asking for a permission...thankfully that one permission is good for a string of O's.  We are talking carefully, and Master is quietly touching and I start to try to let him know, that more permissions might be in order.  Master makes sure that more are needed, and I am exploding and asking for more.  Finally, I am laying  spent, and Master decides to see if I might have a few more in me...I say something about enough...and he says....really...how many orgasms is too many?? (I have no answer....but I am sure there is one).  Master, of course does prove to me that it was not enough....and wonder....are there ever too many???
        Once I have recovered my wits I ask Master how long the double maintenance will last.  He says, until I see and feel you running to me, not away from me, when we have that special feeling of closeness...and if it doesn't happen soon, I am thinking double maintenance is not enough...maybe triple will work.  ( I had honestly thought that after a couple weeks, he would just drop it...I know...silly me).  We have talked more about it...and it am realizing it is more about the little things that I have let slide and need to get back to...
             I hope you are all safe an protected from this crazy weather.  I am off to my daughter's...she is off to Germany on a work trip for 10 days...
hugs abby

Monday, August 28, 2017

My Shortest Spanking!

       I bet that title has many of you wondering...a short spanking...Master gave her a short spanking???
      It was last Friday...and we were ready for some Friday Fun.....Master tells me to get the maintenance paddle from His bag.  I give him a 'look' but get the paddle.  He  has me get over His knee, and He says we will start with my hand then the paddle...He looks at the clock and says...hmm 7 minutes.  I am thinking I heard wrong or He means this is just the warm-up.  No...He started with his hand for a couple minutes, switched to the paddle, and at the end of  7 minutes He was done.......with spanking me.  We did move on to having a fun Friday with lots of fun...and permissions...
           Today was regularly scheduled maintenance.  As I am kneeling naked, Master decides to concentrate on my nipples.  He is pulling and pinching and rubbing, and I am trying to stay still. Master tells me if I am a 'good girl', He will stop using His fingers and use His mouth.  I say something about He said something similar on Friday, and it never happened.
He looks at me ...agrees...and immediately one of my nipples is in his mouth.  He is sucking, licking, lapping, nipping and biting, reminding me not to move my hands.  I am panting and trying to stay still. Master tells me I have permission to cum at any time...but it has to be while He has a nipple in His mouth.  He adds, of course such a thing could never happen...words that, by now, I know mean...He will keep at it, and I will be cumming.  And yes, He kept at it until I was mumbling about needing a permission...and off I went...cumming just from breast stimulation....
              Once I was lucid and aware of my surroundings, Master reminded me, it is M/M day....time for me to be over His lap.  He does start with a warm-up, before switching to the maintenance paddle.  He stops after 25 for some rubbing, and again at 50, saying at the half way point, I can use my mouth on Him...I ask if this is the half way point, hoping that we are back to single maintenance..100 spanks.  He asks if i remember the weekend...I do...I was quiet and kept to myself...Master did try to help but I was not exactly open to Him.  He tells me, until He feels we are back being very close, double maintenance will continue. He knows what that feels like ( and so do I), and He wants nothing less, and it is not what is happening now...so...double maintenance stays til I find my way back to that closeness. ( and yes, He has asked what He can do to make that happen).
               After the first 100, I am on my knees, using my mouth, lips, tongue and teeth on Master.  He stops me before I totally distract Him, to finish up the last 100....I am not as wriggly or as vocal as I was for the first set, Master remarks that He likes my acceptance.  He plays with my plug, (I am required to wear it during maintenance, until I am told I may remove it.).  I ask if the  plug can be removed before I leave to go to pay my respects to the family of a former student who passed away.  Master says He likes the thought of me, still wearing it.  We move on to pleasuring each other and when we have recovered, I ask for permission to get dressed.  Master tells me to bend over He will remove the plug...I tell Him, I decided I would like to wear it for the rest of the day, if that is acceptable to Him.  I get a big smile, and a nod.....
Have a good week all...hugs abby

Thursday, August 24, 2017

Master's Welcome Back....

        I had a wonderful time at my son's.  There was a fairy garden birthday party, where everyone made their own fairy garden, the weather cooperated so we had lots of pool time, and I did get to see 'my boys' play the Yanks.  They won 2/3 games of the series, we were at the one they loss..but it was an exciting game, weather was good, beer was cold, my son and I had a great time!
       One of the best parts of being away...returning to Master. He is always waiting with lots of hugs...and often a paddle...LOL.  Maintenance was on Wednesday this week, I was  hoping that we were back to regular maintenance...100 with the maintenance paddle.  I was pretty good while away....
After my naked kneeling, I am over Master's lap, and am squirming and ouching from the beginning.  I complain that the spanks are hard, and He chuckles and says good, that is my plan.  We get to 50 and I am given a break... I quickly kneel and find Master's cock....I always secretly hope to distract Him enough, that He will forget the next 50...has not happened yet.  After the next 50 and another break, Master tells me time for the second set.  I mention that He had said we could go back to 100 for maintenance, He replied, He had considered it, but decided it was too soon...UGH.
       My bottom was better prepared for the second round of maintenance and I was much more accepting and less vocal.
He will let me know next Monday if the 'double dose' is over.
After another 'break', Master says that I did not set the terms for our baseball wager, when He asked.  I had not, I wanted to come up with something different, and then ended up at my son's and just did not get to it.  
           Master said He set the terms, for each game the sox won, I would bet 50 with the flogger :):):)...that had me smiling.  For the one game the Yanks won...50 with the cane:(
....We would start with the flogger, 100 since my boys won 2 games.  I was leaning into the fireplace mantle, four sets of 25, with lots of relaxing, sexy, swishing between sets....sooo nice!
        Of course, then came Master's 50. I leaned over and presented my bottom....and after the first one, let out and big ouch and stood up....Master commented that I was not prepared.  He eased up a bit on the next ones, and I was able to stay in place.  He stopped after 25 for some rubbing..and He likes the feel of the welts.  When it was time for the last 10 He asked if they should be on my thighs....I very submissively replied, where ever He wished, Sir.  He thankfully continued on my bottom. Finally time to catch up on some sweet lovin...and a few permissions :):):)...
           I am still in the process of catching up with most of you....seems lately I am mostly in catch-up mode.  
hugs abby

            

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Ella's Meme and catching up

    

I am getting ready to leave to go to my son's in the morning, there is a grand who is turning 8! My daughter and her two are taking the train up to join us for a long weekend...I love seeing the 4 grands together, they are developing a friendship that will hopefully last all their lives.

I wanted to thank all of you who have taken the time to send me an e-mail or text...I have not answered too many but am determined to do so now that I am just about back to my 'old' (not fond of the descriptive) self. So, a little more patience and you will hear from me...and I really do appreciate your reaching out to me, we are a wonderful community.

Master sent me off with a double maintenance...so yes the short leash and double maintenance are still in effect...YUCK! Master has noticed that I am much calmer and over-all more relaxed, so He said if I am good when I am away...stay CLOSE and keep him informed of any problems or drama or just my everyday events, He will consider going back to regular maintenance spankings....something to hope for:).

Our 'boys' played over the weekend. The good guys (Red Sox) won two games and that other team ( Yankees) won one. We have not been able to settle that debt, but the schedule is weird this year...they play again this weekend. They are playing in Boston...a couple days ago my son called and asked if I was interested in a mother/son date...now that is a first, once I had recovered , I said of course...what do you have in mind. Well, through a friend he was able to get tickets for Saturday's game, at Fenway. I have been to see my boys play several times at Fenway...but have never seen them play the Yanks...so I am super excited...how would they dare lose when I am there to cheer them on???? LOL!

Thanks ella for presenting us with a new meme...here are my answers....



1. Name a tender song that can almost make you cry.

As I get older, there are more of these. "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" was sung at a funeral many years ago for an 8 year old student, friend of my daughter's who died...tears every time I hear it.


2. What is your favorite shade of lipstick? What about nail polish? My sister is my make-up consultant. She recently send me...crushed berry by Mary Kay...love it! I rarely wear nail polish.


3. Name a children's nursery rhyme or song that you loved and to which you remember all the words.

I am choosing..."A Bushel and A Peck"..the refrain. I sing it every night when I am with the grands and putting them to bed. The youngest one always covers her ears, and then calls me to sing it again, because she missed it. (I cannot carry a tune with a basket, so people covering ears when I sing is a normal event).




4. What outfit would you put on in the morning if you wanted to feel happy and well-dressed? Something in which you think you look pretty damn good.

Since it is summer, while slacks, a loose fitting billowy white, sky blue and yellow top, white sandals.


5. If you had enough money to buy just one would it be a cottage by the ocean or a cabin in the woods?

Has to be ocean, I grew up near the shore and spent most of my summer days at the beach, and Master loves to be out on the water.


6. If you are old enough which of the Beatles did you have a thing for?

Ahhh, one of my favorite groups. I would 'swoon' if any one of them approached me...my fav of the fab four...George!


7. Name a smell that you love.

The ocean, on an early morning walk.


8. How often do you defuzz your legs? Wax, razor or electric?

About twice a week, in the shower...razor.


9. How/why did you choose your blog name?

When Master and I started our power exchanged, He often encouraged me to let the 'real' me out...the me that no one else sees....and slowly I did...finally finding me...




10. What do you have for breakfast? Coffee or tea?

Coffee is the most important part of breakfast....and I rotate between special K cereal, breakfast sandwich or an omelet.

11. How many siblings do you have? Are you the oldest, youngest or middle child?

I am the oldest of my 3 siblings...and therefore will always be in charge...LOL...since none of them read here, I can write that and pretend.


12. What is your favorite salad dressing?

Recently found a poppy seed strawberry...yummy!


13. If you could sit next to anyone alive...who would you pick?

Tough one, maybe Stephen King, would love to see how his mind works.



14. Have you ever gone shopping just to cheer yourself up?

Well, ummm...of course. But I usually end up buying a surprise for someone else..since then I have cheered myself up twice.


15. If there is one thing that can make you angry, what would it be?

Lately, the nightly news....


16. Tell us about the best photograph you have ever had taken.

Oh, we have always been a picture taking family. I have shelves of photo albums and now discs...I have a picture on my fridge, of my mom, sister and I. It is a silly pose and we all laughing, it was a casino trip. It reminds me of the many wonderful memories of have of the three of us.



17. Have you ever gone skinny dipping and where?

Not yet, but it is on my bucket list.


18. What would you like on your pizza? What don't you like?

I am actually not a huge pizza fan. I like a white garlic maybe with mushrooms.


Thanks ella...looking forward to your next meme.

hugs abby

Sunday, August 13, 2017

A Walk In the Woods...

           A big thank- to all of you for your good wishes.  They helped...that and Master keeping an eye...well both eyes...closely on me.  I could feel the 'fog' lifting a couple days ago, and am feeling much better.   I am still on a short..shorter..leash.  There is a lot going on, and Master wants me as calm as possible.   
            Friday, Master suggested a walk in a near-by park.  We got there, and I thought..oh we used to come here, when we first met.  Master asked if the park sparked any memories.  I said it did, and He had 'that' look in His eyes that made me wonder......It was a cloudy day, and we seemed to be the only ones there, I commented to Master that the weather gave us the park to ourselves...He replied, that was part of His plan. 
Now I was more curious.....and the I remembered our walks in that park, one of them let me to my first 'switching'....not an even I cared to have repeated.
                   I wisely kept quiet, but saw Master pick up a few 'sticks', swish them and put them back, as His grin widened.  Sure enough, He was soon telling me to pick a tree, put my hands up on it, and keep them there.  As I opened my mouth, He told me we were alone....do it.  I did, and my recollection of a switching, proved to be accurate.  I was wishing I had not worn the light lacy panties, and had maybe put on a double pair of heavier ones, since over my pants and those sexy little things.....my bottom was quickly on fire.  Master was enjoying His trip down memory lane more that I was, ....my advice, take me work for it, a switching is to avoided!
               The Sox and Yanks are playing this weekend.  My boys were in the lead for the first game, and then ended up giving it away....5/4. But they sure made up for it yesterday, winning 10/5.  The last game of this series is tonite, so send the Red Sox good vibes please!
     hugs abby

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

In a Funk....

         For those of you too young to know what a funk is...it is sort of like the..blahs.  That's been me lately...not sure why, well I do have some idea why, but there is not much I can do about it, and need to let it go...wish me luck with that.
The Maine vacation was mostly good, the family reunion had over 125 people, Mother Nature cooperated and we all agreed to same place, same time next year.  
              Master has been supportive, tried to be helpful and patient, watching over me. Monday found me kneeling being claimed by Master.  He was concentrating on my nipples, tweeking, pinching, pulling and I was trying to not say what I was thinking.  Finally I am over His lap, waiting for the warm-up to maintenance, when Master asks me if there is something I need to talk out or discuss.  I shake my head ...no...He asks if I am sure....I nod my head....yes.
               He is rubbing my bottom...I am surprised, but think I will be quiet and let this go on as long as possible.  Master says...starting today maintenance will be doubled (200 instead of 100), and your 'leash' is now a lot shorter. I look up and back at Him...He continues...just telling you to run toward me, to let me help is not working.  I know  you do not like or enjoy maintenance spankings, so maybe doubling them will help you to remember to come to me, and the short leash will hopefully quiet your voices and you can concentrate on us.  When I see a change, we will return to regular maintenance and your 'leash' will not be as short.
                Once He is done, He starts in with maintenance.   Four sets of 25, stopping for a bit of rubbing after each set.  I am fighting the tears, and I hear, time for a break, on your knees.  I am up and thankful...for the break and for the opportunity to serve Him in this way.  The second 100 are 2 sets of 50 and I am very vocal.  
                   He is rubbing my bottom and we are chatting, He asks if I know why these changes are happening...I do...and that they are in place until He sees a change.  Master then reminds me that we have not yet, settled our baseball bet, and that the ' boys' are almost ready to play each other again...yes life has been just that crazy.
                     Neither one of us can remember the exact scores, but we do remember that it was a 4 game series, and that the total runs scored were almost the same. Yes, we could have looked it up, but just decided that we would each get to choose 2 'toys' and the number for each would be 50. He announces ladies first, and since my bottom is well-warmed from maintenance I choose the large leather strop.  Master is making sure I enjoy my winning portion of the bet, and He is using just the right touch....50 comes too quickly.
                       Master is next and He chooses the cane...I sort of give Him a look, He tells me, it is His choice and besides the welts might help keep me focused in the right direction.  Fifty with the cane, it is not the hardest caning but it does insure that I will be able to rub my bottom and feel the welts.  My second choice is....the flogger....no surprise there. I choose to stand and lean against the mantle....fifty is way too short a flogging.  At 50 Master tells me to turn around, hands behind my head...He is going to choose the flogger also (that is a first), but they will be on my front.,,,that is the bad news.  Master spreads out the flogging starting with my breast, working His way down to my pussy and my thighs and legs. Time for some snuggling time...and a few permissions.
                          I had plans for today, taking an elderly neighbor to the casino for the morning and out to lunch.  She loves to go, and no longer drives, her daughter does not see the need for a casino outing...Master told me to wear my right ankle cuff...luckily it is a coolish day here, so long pants we fine.  He also reminded me that He needs to know every move I make....I smile and tell Him that sounds like a song title..His quick reply...it is a song I will be singing often...He does have a way with words.
                         Have a great week...
hugs abby
                             
         

Friday, July 14, 2017

Fun Friday Is Back :)


                  I wish I could tell you the drama is over and all is resolved and life is back to normal...whatever normal is.  Things have calmed, a bit, so there is hope.  Master and I have missed a couple Fun Friday's and even maintenance spankings have been hit or miss....it's been a wild month so far.  Thankfully we have each other to lean on, wipe the tears and yes, even laugh a bit.  
             We decided to celebrate Fun Friday first thing this morning, before Master went off to work, and something could interfere.  I have never claimed to be a morning person, but I did have a much calmer day today.  We started with some naked kneeling time, and Master concentrating on my breast.  Some gentle play, some tugging, some pinching and twisting..all the time, reminding me to keep my hands behind me.  He is talking the whole time, getting me to concentrate on His voice, which really helps me to stay in the moment and stay still.
             Master had His bath brush out...it is the first 'toy' He ever purchased, so is special.  He did start off on the light side, declaring it my warm up...it was just enough to get me to relax and enjoy.  When He sees I am totally relaxed, He starts to travel the spanks to my thighs...they are still light enough for me to relax into them.  As soon as they start to get harder, I pop my head up and look back at Him, He grins and asks if I would like a 'break'...stop and suck His cock.  I would and I do...
         Master then asks if I would like some leather play....He is grinning, since He knows the answer.  He tells me to present my bottom, and I feel leather, His belt.  Once I am able to adjust and relax into the spanks, it is just what I needed, a wonderful reminder of my love of leather.  After 100, Master goes to get another piece of leather....the large strop.
             I react to the first few spanks, these have a much harder thud, but we soon find the right 'kiss of leather'.  Master gets to 100 and He asks me.....20 more harder ones or 100 more of the same.  Without hesitation I ask for 100 more....just the right amount to get me to my happy place.
Master finishes and is rubbing me all over, and 'checking' to see just how much I was enjoying my wake up leather spanking...so much so that several permissions were in order:).
        I am laying quietly, Master is touching and rubbing and I am so relaxed and calm....and Master has to get ready to go to work....but I did manage to stay in a calm state all day!
        I would like to thank 2 of my blogging friends who...one in an e-mail, and the other in a comment, encouraged me to keep blogging.  I have been reading posts and making a few comments, just could not find my writing mojo....but I may have found it
       And...our 'boys' of summer are playing this weekend...Master said I could set the terms for the wager....and He has approved my 'suggestion'.  So...I need you all to think good Red Sox vibes this weekend...thanks!
hugs abby


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Thursday, June 29, 2017

Running in the Wrong Direction....

        Oh...life! It has been in full force the last couple of weeks...some of it good, some funny, and some producing more gray hairs!  There was a camping trip to celebrate a 6 year old birthday, we had a great first day, sunny with a breeze, time at the beach, a cook-out, games and a nature hike.  Day two we were just thinking about starting breakfast...and there was a tornado warning, luckily we had rented one of the primitive cabins, but still....We ended up with heavy rain and winds, but it sure did add some excitement.  And....family drama was back, which always me want to run and hide.  Grown kids, sometimes you wish you could just send them to their own corners til they learn to behave.
         Master was trying to help me cope and stay calm, I will admit not always easy to achieve.  This past Monday we were able to get back to us.  Since it was Monday it was maintenance...with one to make up. I struggled through the first 100, it had been a couple weeks without a hard spanking.  I did get a 'break'...Master style, on my knees, after each 50.  After the first 100, I was able to 'settle' in more and accept the spanks without as much wriggling and loud protests.  
              Master then tells me we have another issue to discuss.  I have learned to not try and guess what He is thinking in such situations so I just stayed quiet.  Master has several 'truisms' that He likes to use.....one of the first that He introduced me to, years ago is..."don't run away from me, run to me".  I used to hear it a lot, I was used to dealing with everything on my own, and it look me a while to trust that He meant it...good or bad...we get through it together.
                 Master asks me what direction I had been running in for the past week.....I had to admit, not towards him.  I had gone into my 'quiet, I need to handle this on my own' mode.  Master had given me opportunities, but I did not take advantage of them......forgetting we are a team.  Master tells me to present my bottom for 24 with the cane.  I say...that is a lot! He agrees and adds...maybe it will help you to remember what direction to run in...toward me!  I thought we had solved this issue a while ago.  I had to admit, so did I and that I had reverted to my 'I can handle it on my own' mode.  And burdens, problems, drama, are so much easier to get through when they are shared.
                    My son and family...5 and 7 year old grands...are on their way to grandma's for a week.  So I probably will not be around much..wishing you all a sparkly, sun-shiny, fun fourth of July....and to all the non-USA readers...hope you have sun-shine and fun also!
hugs abby
                 

Sunday, June 11, 2017

It's Baseball Betting Season!

      Those of you who have been around for a while know that I am a die-hard, since birth, Red Sox fan.  My mom would call me at the end of every game the Sox won...even if it was mid-night or later....so she could share the good news with me.  Master, does have one major fault....He always has been a (damn) Yankee fan.  This is one area where neither of us was going to change...so we usually place a wager on the games....and no money is exchanged hands.
       This pass week, was the first Yankee/Red Sox series this season.  I asked Master if we were going to bet this year, He looked like I had lost my mind....always, He replied. He told me to decide the terms and let Him know.  I thought of a few bets, but had not settled on one....my boys won the first game and Master asked me what  the wager was...I said I had not decided yet, was waiting to see what happened in the last 2 games. He laughed then said...nope, does not work that way.  Yanks win means I choose wood for the number of runs the winning team scored, times 20, Sox win you get the flogger for that many.  My boys were looking good and had won the first game, so I agreed (not that I really had any choice).  Much to my dismay, that other team won the next 2 games.
          Friday, I walk into the living room to see...a small paddle with holes, a cane and the flogger...and a grinning Master.  He tells me He is in a great mood, so He will let me choose the order, and He will throw in a hand warm-up:).  I know I want to end with the flogger...give me something to look forward to and end on a good note... so I choose the smaller paddle first, since it might be somewhat of a warm-up before the cane.  I do ask if we can change the multiplier....and just get a look....and a reminder, that this is a fun spanking.
       I am over His lap, for a lovely, much appreciated hand warm-up. Then it is time for the paddle score 1/9...He is not spanking nearly as hard as a maintenance spanking, but Master never just lightly taps....He does stop for some rubbing after each set. He asks if I would like a break before moving on, I nod and quickly get up and kneel and find His cock ....too soon, I hear time for the cane.
            He has me kneeling over the back of the sofa...and they are mostly quick taps....score was 8/0....and He does travel occasionally to my thighs.  My bottom is getting sore...it had just barely recovered from harder play Monday. I finally hear Master say, flogger time...I never count unless told to.
    I get to choose the position, I elect standing hanging on the the mantle..score 4/5.  Master does give me a delicious flogging with some swishing, all on my back.  My back and bottom are both emanating heat, and Master decides it is time to heat up other parts....
            I am already dripping, so it does not take long before permissions are needed, and we are both barely able to move.  Bet paid off.....and here's hoping my boys get better before the next series against those 'bad boys'....
Hope you are all having a great weekend, after weeks of cold and rain it is sunny here, supposed to be 90 by Monday....time to complain it is tooo hot!
hugs abby
       
         
       
            

Friday, June 9, 2017

Another First Monday...already??

     We all seem to think at one time or another that time flies, and as we get older it seems to pass at super-sonic speeds.  But since Master has started harder-play Monday's it seems that I hardly realize a whole month has flown right by.
       I was away this week for some 'girlfriend' time...some gambling, a hot tub, lots of laughs, a little shopping ...so my post about this month's harder play is a little late....
      Monday morning Master tells me...He wants me dressed as a school girl, and have a report card waiting for Him when He gets home...one that will show that I have not been a diligent student and need a 'strong reminder' of His expectations.
            I decided to go all out.  I had a letter from the principal along with a report card and comments waiting for Him, and I was dressed in jeans and a tee shirt when He finished work.  He asked if that was my school outfit...and I explained that I had not worn my uniform all week, explaining to the principal that I had spilled my breakfast on it Monday, and my dad had not had time to do any wash yet this week.
      That resulted in a raised eyebrow and being led to the sofa, bent over and hearing His belt moving through the loops.  He starts in with a scolding (He is a champion scolder, ) all the while letting the belt fly.  I was still dressed so it was over my jeans and undies, but I was OUCHING from the beginning.  That was for wearing my jeans and letting Him take the blame for not doing the wash.
     He then led me to a corner where I was to be perfectly still while He read His mail.  The letter was explaining why, unless things took a drastic change, I would be no longer welcomed to the school, followed by a list of the school rules I had "dis-regarded"...and the top one being...not working to potential, in fact not trying at all.  Another round of the belt.
       I then had to face Master as He opened and read my report card...I did get a B in reading, but then C's and D's.
Master pulled  out a paddle, and scolded explaining He expects all A's...yes I did start to argue, but His look quieted me immediately.  I was going to get 20 with the paddle for each letter grade below an A.....I pointed out a B was a decent grade, He replied that I loved reading, that one should be an easy A.  
               My bottom was warmed-up from the belting, but He was making His point perfectly clear.  I moved out of position once and was given a warning about starting over...I managed to stay put.  Master then had me repeat His expectations, and let me know that if I was asked to leave the school, I would not be sitting comfortable for a long time...He could spank me daily.
           I then was pulled into His lap, and we moved on to our more 'traditional' roles with some cuddling and loving.  
         In my daily conversations with Master this week, I reported a still sore bottom, yesterday it was down-graded to tender...it has been a while since a spanking has had such a lasting affect...
       It looks like that giant yellow ball in the sky has finally decided to make an appearance, we have had record rains, and no spring.  In the 90's by Monday, time to start complaining it is too hot...LOL. 
hugs abby
        
             
             
      

Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Hello...a catch-up post.....

      I have  been busy the pass couple of weeks, mostly wearing my grandma hat.  I started off at my daughter's for 10 days, she had a work trip to Paris and Germany (we should all have such work trips).  Master and I had arranged to have some of 'our' time, after I had walked the grands to school in the morning.  Master could text me from work, and I would be on my own....the youngest is in all day K.  It worked on Monday, with Master having my get close to orgasm, taking a break and getting close again, until finally I could cum for Him.  On Tuesday we were adding some self-spanking, when the school nurse called...the 5 year old had a temp of 99.4. So I went to pick him up, and the school rule is home for 24 hours with a temp, so he was home on Wed.  He really seemed fine to me..eating and wanting to play, no temp. Sent him in on Thursday to get another call from the nurse...he seemed a little lethargic and was not himself. I went to pick him up...my diagnosis, missing mommy and wanting more alone time with grandma.  Friday was half a day, I mentioned my plan had been to pick him and his sister up and then go out to lunch..he was fine going to school and lasted until lunch time. 
   I got back home for M/M day....with one to make up for.  So after lots of hugging time, and some kneeling time, it was over Master's lap for a missed maintenance spanking...a lovely break...and then  for the regular maintenance one.  We then quickly moved on to much more enjoyable 'activities' for both us.
   I was home for 3 days, on the last day, I saw Master had laid out the small strap, a belt, the large strop and the flogger:)!  There was also a hair brush on the sofa.  After my naked kneeling, I was over Master's lap for a hand, followed by a hair brush warm-up.  Master then explained to me the plan.....He would use the strap, the belt, and the large strop in sets of 25...I could decide how many sets for each one.  Then the total number, would be how many I would get with the flogger.  (I did ask him, how long it takes Him to think up such things...He said no time at all).
  We started with the small strap, I went for 2 sets...50.  We then took a break, with me on my knees thanking Master for being so creative.  I 'enjoyed' 2 sets with the belt...50...then again thanked Master for being so kind.  I also stopped after 2 sets with the large strop...50 once again, and I once again thanked Master for being so kind.
    Just as I was in position for the flogger....150...I hear Master call me 'slave girl'...role play mode.  He is telling me that He is not satisfied with my enthusiasm and technique while sucking His cock, so I am in for a long hard flogging....He will then see if I have learned my lesson.  He will divide the 150 into three sets, each set a little harder.  He is continuing to call me 'slave girl' and to remind me why I am getting such a flogging.  As soon as the flogging is done, I am quickly on my knees showing enthusiastically that I have indeed learned my lesson:).
      I have been at my son's for the past week...the girls' had a 4 day weekend, and son and dil wanted to put in some extra work hours to build up vacation time.  The youngest has her pre-school spring show this afternoon, so I stayed for that and will be headed back to Master tomorrow morning.
A trip I am looking forward to, in addition to looking forward to catching up with all of you!
PS....short leash Wednesday has also gone into effect...even while I am away.  The basic is I have to ask for permission for EVERYTHING...and sometimes something extra is added...thanks for all your votes...
hugs abby

Monday, May 15, 2017

In Just One Word...

    First, a belated happy Mother's Day to all of you.  I am wearing my 'grandma' hat this week.  Daughter is back in Europe for a work trip....Here are my answer's to Terps one word meme....

1.   Where is your phone? pocket
2.   Your hair? short
3.   Your dad? missed
4.   Your other half? working
5.   Your favorite food? lobster
6.   Your dream last night? forgotten
7.   Your favorite drink? wine
8.   Fear? loss
9.   Favorite Shoes? sketchers
10. Favorite way to relax? music
11. Your mood? calm
12. I love? family
13. Where were you last night? grand's
14. Something that you aren't? athletic
15. Muffins? Yes!
16. Wish list item? Hawaii
17. Where you grew up? Maine
18. Last thing you did? Walmart
19. What are you wearing right now? clothes
20. Something you hate? unkindness
21. Your pets? cats
22. Friends? many
23. Life? interesting
24. Regrets? some
25. Missing someone? YES!

Have a happy Monday!
hugs abby

Tuesday, May 9, 2017

A "Triple Play" Monday

         I have been trying to decide on font size...this one seems a bit large, but the one I usually use seems to be getting smaller (no comments needed on why:)..what do you all prefer, and any suggestions on others I might use?
    As you all know by now, Mondays in my world are maintenance day.  And usually the first Monday of the month is harder play day...we cancelled it last week, since I had injured my foot and was in pain.  Monday morning Master says to me, we should make this a super Monday, maintenance, harder play and shorten the leash day.  Shorten the leash days happen occasionally and usually mean that I have to ask for permission for everything....eating, getting dressed, bathroom...everything.  I usually get a yes, and sometimes a condition added...like no panties today..or no clothes until I say so.  They certainly remind me of my submission and keep me close to Master, a plus for both of us.
     I spent all day feeling very close to Master, and was in a good 'head space' for maintenance. We were chatting about the day, as I was getting naked, and I sort of hinted that maybe they should happen more often, Master chuckled and said nothing.  After my naked kneeling I was over Master's lap for four sets of 25 with the maintenance paddle.  These are hard spanks, and I always get vocal, when we are done, I am expected to thank Him, both verbally and on my knees, pleasuring Him....:).
       Master gets up and goes to His bag..harder play time.  He takes out, the 'my paddleman' paddle...long and on the heavy side, the acrylic paddle...He made this one and it packs a big punch, the heaviest paddle He has, which we (thankfully) rarely use, and His cane.  I look at His 4 choices, and hear Him say...we have had quite a few all leather play times recently, time for all wood day.  
     I say to Him...1 set of 25 with each for a total of 100..hoping for a yes...and He agrees.  He does ask me to choose the order, and I ask to save the cane for last...figuring my bottom would be very well warmed.  I am told to present my bottom, as He picks up the paddleman paddle.  Twenty-five hard, slow ones, even on a bottom warmed up by maintenance I am being vocal about each one.  The acrylic paddle is next, same routine, only I am getting a little louder.  Next comes the last paddle, Master comments, that we hardly ever use this one...I reserve my comment... the paddling part of harder play is over. 
   Master tells me to stand, hands behind my head.  I am in position, He is ready with the cane, first one is a little high, I move forward and move my hands down.  I quickly get back into position, and the second one is  little higher, I move again, this time asking loudly....please lower....He rubs the welts, and tells me to kneel and present my bottom to Him....third one lands right in the middle of my bottom.  I still ouch, but these are  more bearable.  Twenty-five later, and we are done.  Master is rubbing my bottom, pulls me up into a big bear hug...our triple play day is over...well almost over ;)))!
    Later, when we are snuggling, Master says He has an idea...I am to ask anyone who comments, if they would vote on the idea of every Wed. being a shorten the leash day.  We will count the votes...only each yes or no will be counted....those that are left to me or Him, will not count.  So my future Wednesday's are in your hands.....
hugs abby

Sunday, May 7, 2017

A "Sensational" Play Time

           It has finally stopped raining, but as Leigh said in her comment to my last post...it could be snow. Well guess what Leigh...you were right, it is snowing :(.  Nothing major, but supposed to be enough to cover the ground, with more tomorrow....welcome to May.
         Our most recent play time was all about sensations.  Yes, we started as we always do, with my naked kneeling.  Master covering my eyes, my ears, touching my mouth and moving down to pinch my breast, around to rub my back, reminding that all...every inch...of me is His.
         Master tells me that we are starting with the tens unit....I am smiling, thinking it has been too long.  He starts by attaching the leads to my breast, and reminds me how important it is for me to talk to Him the whole time, letting Him know when I start to feel the sensations, and when they become too much.  As soon as I start to feel the pulse from the machine I let Master know, He slowly continues to increase, until I tell Him it is too much, then He goes down a notch.  It is a steady stream, until Master switches to the pulsing mode, the one I like the least.  He keeps the pulses at a steady level, but increases and decreases the speed, to keep me guessing.
Next is the mode where the sensation increases and decreases at a regular tempo.  I have closed my eyes and am getting loss in the sensation, this is my favorite type of breast play.  Master starts removing the pads, and tells me to spread my legs, leads are changing position...once they are in position I am told to carefully get over His lap and spread my legs.  He goes through the same routine changing up the modes.  He stops and I feel one of the tabs being removed, He somehow puts it on a finger, and uses gets me aroused, using His fingers, and adding the electrical impulses...these are a surprise, and my world becomes these sensations...until the stop, and Master decides we better move on...He has more planned before....
     My little pinwheel is next, and it has been wayyy too long since that has seen the light of day...or a route around my body.  He starts at the bottom of my neck, down my back and my legs, and back up.  He increases His pushing down on the wheel with each circuit.  After a few 'tours' of my body, I am told to turn around, and starts in on my front...adding  circling around, and going up and down my breast.  
        He then tells me to choose a paddle from my bag, I reach over and pull out the paddle ball froggy paddle.  It is very light weight, and Master laughs.  After a couple rounds, He mentions something about feeling like He is swatting at flies, I laugh and say that is why I chose it.  He says, all in the same spot....and He chooses a spot on my left 'cheek' for 25 hard, fast ones.  I am panting, and Master says, next cheek, same thing.  When He is done He says....even this light-weight paddle can leave an impression...I have to agree.
      I am then told to pick out another paddle...and I reach in and out comes the Yankee baseball paddle.  I am not sure how it got in my bag, but Master is smiling, it is heavier than the froggy one.  After a couple sets  Master stops for some lovely rubbing and massaging.  Just as I am getting to the jello point, Master tells me I can choose ... what leather toy I want to finish with.
             I am thinking about my choices...do I want to go light, or finish with something more memorable.  My bottom is well-warmed, after that darn Yankee paddle, so I tell Master the large strop.  He has me get up and present my bottom for several delicious sets with the strop.  I am dripping....for my next sensation.
             My next sensation is Master's cock, the texture, the smell the taste, and we end with the sensation of explosions.....and being totally spent.
hugs abby
                   
        

Thursday, May 4, 2017

Trouble found me...

     or I found it!.....I somehow injured my foot...the top of my foot.  I woke up in the middle of the night, and the top of my foot was in extreme pain.  It was strange as I had not been a klutz or dropped anything on it.  After a couple of hours, I fell asleep, and by Monday morning it was still painful, but much less.  As you all know, Master is not shy about  pain, but when I am having the not so good pain, He is very cautious.  Maintenance was delayed, and I assured Him I would take  it easy, and if it got worse, would let Him know and seek medical help.  Luckily laying low, helped, and by Wednesday morning I was much better.
    I gave Master the good news, and said I would practice walking around the house to see how my foot fared.  And I then spent the rest of the day, doing some walking and getting caught up on things....and ignoring Master.  Lunch time went by, and I realized I had not sent my lunch time text...and decided it was just one day, did not really matter.  Yeah, I know, seems my foot ache, had traveled to my brain and caused a severe brain cramp.
        That afternoon, I hear from Master..no update??? no lunch time reminder?? I will see you when I get out of work. My brain recovered fast enough to know the only possible answer was...Yes Sir.  
        Later that afternoon, after I had reassured Master that my foot was much better, and I was still being careful with it, I am kneeling naked, being reminded that all of me is His...sore foot or not.  He informs me that I will be getting my maintenance spanking, that harder play Monday is postponed til the second Monday this month, and that there will be a punishment reminder about keeping close to Him during the day.
     I am over His lap, for a much welcomed had warm-up, as He continues to scold me about the lack of communication.  I have been away wearing my grandma hat for a couple of weeks, so I am owed one and a half maintenance spankings.  We 'pre-paid' part of a maintenance spanking before I left.  Six sets of 25 (with some lovely rubbing between each set), and maintenance is over.
          Master tells me to get up and present my bottom, I am going to get a caning. It is mostly a reminder, but one I will remember.  Master has decided on three sets of 6 on each side...very firm taps.  I manage to stay in position, and become more vocal with each set.  As soon as the last stripe is applied, I thank Him and am told to show Him.
     I am kneeling and sucking, He tells me to rub my stripes on my bottom and continue sucking.  I am fairly good at multi-tasking, but this is a bit of a challenge.  The sensory over-load is causing quite a reaction, as I am also feeling my wetness, drip down my legs.  Master pulls me up and over Him, and we continue to pleasure each other, and then snuggle in for some recovery time.
       Hope you all are having a good week...we are thinking of building some arks around here...rain, rain, and more rain.
hugs abby
     

Sunday, April 30, 2017

It's Baseball...bet...season!

      I returned home yesterday, after a week at my son's and then going directly to my daughter's.  We celebrated Easter and a 5 year old birthday and had lots of fun.  It was just the grands and grandma at my daughter's and we made the most of it...LOL!  We only had ice cream for dinner once, and in remembrance of my mom, for breakfast once:).  I was one tired, but smiling, grandma by yesterday.
        While I was away the Yanks (Master's team, no I did not know this before I met him), and the Red Sox (my life long team), met for their first series of the season.  Master and I often wager on the outcomes, adding some fun to our "rivalry".  I was in Boston when the games were played, and the girls were on spring break.  I was busy every day, and totally forgot that Master had mentioned the games were coming up and I should decide the conditions for our bet.
      The first game had started, when Master asked me why we were not wagering on the game.  I told Him, I totally forgot, I was not even watching the game.  He was not exactly pleased, but did agree that we could wager on the 2nd and 3rd games, and I should let Him know soon what I came up with.
      We have been 'wagering' on the games for a while, now, and I was thinking I wanted something a little different.  Usually we add the final score or the runs and add what 'toy' would be used.  As I was thinking about it, I decided that instead of a spanking being the result....if my boys won,  Master would use my little wheelie thingy on me.  If  the damn Yanks won Master would get a blow job.  The length of the reward would be decided by the number of runs scored.  We would add the total score, multiply by two, and that would be the number of minutes, with a minimum of 10 minutes.  Master received His 10 minute reward this afternoon.
   For the last game, total score times 10...minimum of 50.  If my boys won, the flogger would be used, if my boys let me down, Master could choose the paddle that would be used.  After I finished sucking Master's cock, I then was spanked 50 times with his 'My Paddleman' paddle.  He was nice enough to start with a hand warm-up, since it had been over 2 weeks since my last spanking. The spanks were slow, but hard. 
    Once the bet was paid off, we found other activities to catch up on, needing quiet a few permissions:).  Master then reminded me that tomorrow is 'maintenance Monday'.  I let out a small groan, and then He continues, and I believe it is the first Monday of the month.  I look at Him and groan much louder....harder play Monday.  
    I am going to start catching up on what all of you have been up to...
hugs abby
     

Thursday, April 13, 2017

An Empty the Toy Bag Afternoon...

             I am ready to leave tomorrow, first to my son's for a 5 year old birthday party on Saturday.  On Sunday some of my nieces and nephews and their families will be joining us...and we will have a 1,2,3,4,5,6, and 7 year old hunting for eggs.  I will be helping with the two grands during their spring break.  From there I will go to my daughter's...she and hubby are taking an adult vacation, so I get to enjoy the other 2 grands for a week.
            After my kneeling time, I am over Master's lap for a lovely hand warm-up.  I mention to Master that it seems I will be 'owed' 3 maintenance spankings by the time I return.  He agrees, I then ask if we could have some of that in advance, something to take with me....and make look forward to return without having to face 3 maintenance spankings.  He asks what I had in mind, I say half.  He is surprised...was expecting I would say one of the maintenance spankings (100 spanks).  Master says, 150,  you are thinking outside of the box.  But he agrees, to my request, so I am getting a spanking with 150 with the maintenance paddle.  Six sets of 25, with breaks for rubbing and some kneeling and sucking by me for Master.
       When we are done, Master says we are going to empty the toy bag....25 with each item in the bag.  He says He will start with the 'toys' that I can be over his knee for and alternate wood and leather.  After another 'break', Master has me present my bottom.  Time for the larger and heavier 'toys'.  There are an assortment of leather straps and belts, and several heavier paddles.   When He gets to the crop, He has me spread my legs, and aims between them.
             The last two are the whip, and finally the large flogger, my favorite!  The bag is finally empty, and my bottom is red hot.  Time to heat up the rest of us... later, as we are quietly chatting, Master tells me to count the 'toys' as I am picking them up and putting them back in his bag.  I guess 25, He guesses 20.  There were 24....times 25 spanks each, yes a LOT of spanks!  
           Happy Easter all....
hugs abby


Monday, April 10, 2017

All of Me....

    I was able to walk outside this morning with a short sleeved shirt:)!  I came home and celebrated by cleaning out my closet of winter sweaters and slacks...and moving the summer things back in. Which probably means there will be more snow....
    Master asks me often which part of you belongs to me...sometimes it is a reminder, sometimes He just wants to hear it.  This time, it is with a crop nearby....all of me, the butterflies start in as I am trying to anticipate...all of me. After my naked kneeling, Master has me over his lap.  I am anticipating his had, when I feel something hard and cool.  After a few spanks, I look back and see the hair brush.  I ask about a warm up, so he turns it over and uses the soft bristle side from the tips of my toes all the way up to my neck, stopping at certain interesting spots...a few times.  Not what I was expecting, but very nice and welcomed.  He does return to the harder side of the brush, but I am more ready this time.
      He then gets his 'helping hand' crop out...then end of it looks like an open hand.  He is smiling as he reminds me...all of you.  He starts his 'route' by traveling up and down my legs, increasing the intensity a bit each time.  He then starts to pat my back....telling me it is a massage.  I laugh and say, hmmmm never seen a crop at a spa, this must be a specialized spa.  He assures me it is.  
    I am then told to sit up and spread my legs.  He goes up the inside of me legs and continues between them.  I start to tense, as he tells me to relax....I always want to answer back...let's switch positions and you relax...but I nod my head and take a deep breath. I do complain a bit, but that just leads to Him 'checking' and telling me that there is evidence that I am enjoying this.  
    He then travels up to my breast, going lightly, at least at first.  He uses his hands and mouth to soothe them, my favorite part.  Master then tells me it is time for my tattoo. I look at him, confused.....he tells me kneel over the end of the sofa.  He rubs the side of my thigh and asks if I ready?  I know this is going to hurt, so I say Yes Sir, he continues to rub, asking if I am sure.  I nod, and after another minute, I say, just do it...and He does.  I have a 'tattoo' that blossoms....Master is rubbing it as I flinch, but soon the pain is rubbed away, and I get a look of my reminder....all of me.
Hugs abby