Wednesday, February 22, 2017

He Fills Me...

               For a while now, Monday's have been 'wear my plug day'.  I do a daily task for Master, but wearing my plug was never one I chose...unless told to do so.  Yes, it does keep me in a very submissive mind set, and Master gets to amuse himself with it during maintenance.
              This Monday morning Master informs me that when He removes my plug, He will be replacing it with His cock.  Not words I am ever thrilled to hear.  He continues, now don't you think about it today....He is sooo funny, as He knows, He has planted a seed....
               Maintenance starts with my naked kneeling, followed with 100 spanks with the maintenance paddle.  I do get a 'break' to suck His cock...filled one hole, He remarks as He grins. After the 100th spank, Master rubs and roams and gets me panting, and squirming.  He then decides time for hole munber two as He removes my plug.  He reminding me to relax and breathe, I am ready.  He does not rush me, and soon I can feel Him filling my bottom, and I am urging Him to fuck me, to give me more.  I can feel and hear how wet I am, and feel myself start to squirt...and squirt...and squirt. I have squirted before, but it has been a while, and frankly had been wondering if it would happen again.  My doubts were literally washed away, as I squirted and squirted and squirted. I could feel myself dripping in a steady stream.  I finally explode for him.
               Since I am so ready, Master decides a fisting is in order.  I am so in the zone, I encourage Him, and open up to his fingers and hand.  I am soon coming again, until I am jello, and cannot speak or move.  Master pulls me up over His chest, and holds me tight against Him.  He is speaking softly to me, touching me all over, calming me, and bringing me back to earth.  Once I am able to speak, I thank Him for moving me up and away from that wet spot I had created...He chuckles and says, I don't think there is a dry spot to be found. 
      After some recovery time, we start to move, Master looks at me and says...don't you ever tell me again you do not enjoy anal sex, that will be a lie, punishable with a long caning.  The proof is surrounding us.  I can't argue with was a M/M day to remember....being totalled filled by Master.
hugs abby


Sunday, February 19, 2017

Super Bowl Bet Paid Up!

           I don't get much of a chance to brag about the weather...unless cold and snow are your thing. Bur we hit a record high the 60's and sunny, and more of the same this week!  They are warning us, winter will return...but I will gladly take this weather gift!
          Master and I have been known to bet on sporting events...mostly Red Sox/Yankee games.  No money is ever bottom is in the offing.  We did place a bet on the Super Bown this year....makes watching much more interesting.  Being from New England, I had the Pat's and Master took the Falcon's...(yes, He loved the first three quarters of the game.)
            The wager was points times 5 (ended up being 310) for the number of spanks....winner gets to decide what will be used on my bottom.  After my naked kneeling and a hand warm-up, Master asks what I have in mind.  I have decided that 3 sets of 100, each with a different leather 'toy' surprise there.  I then tell Him, He gets to decide on the last 10....
                 My first choice is the horse hair flogger.  It is smaller than the leather flogger and much lighter.  I lay flat as Master swishes it all over, down form my neck to my relaxing.  Before I can fall asleep, He switches to four sets of 25,  mostly on my back and bottom.  We don't use this flogger often, but I am quickly reminded how much I love it.  I did not want to move when He was done.
                Master is slightly surprised when I choose the large leather strop next.  I lean over in a comfy position, and Master starts on the first set. These are all on my bottom, and they are hard....but not too hard.  No surprise with my last choice...the large flogger. Master alternates the sets of 25 with lots of sensuous swishing, I am having a hard time still being able to stand when He is done.
                     He gets to decide the last 10....He says maybe 10 good ones with the cane.  I am not thrilled, but start to get into position when I feel leather....He laughs and says He decided to stick with the leather theme, and has chosen the 2 tail smaller strap.  The first couple feel very sharp, but Master adjusts to less harsh strokes, and the bet is paid off...thank you Tom Brady!  We then move on to scoring a few touchdowns of our own.  
                     Spring training will start soon, maybe I can convince Master to bet on the pre-season games....
hugs abby

Sunday, February 12, 2017

meme...which do you choose?

        This has been a crazy winter, I think that Mother Nature is going through menopause.  Raining now, ice in a bit, lots of snow tonight and tomorrow, and close to 50 in a few days.
My back has also decided to 'act up' happens occasionally.  So the Super Bowl bet has not been settled yet.
Since I am not moving around much, I thought I would try my had at a meme, since getting to know more about all of you would brighten my days.  I will start us off, feel free to respond, with one word...or better  yet a bit of an expanation.

1.  Early bird or night person?  For the first part of my life absolutely night person.  Then I had 3 kids, was a school teacher, and thanks to DVRs I could still catch my favorite shows and get a good night's sleep.  So mostly early bird now.

2.  Vanilla, choclate or strawberry? Chocolate, chocolate, chocolate...always!

3.  Summer or Winter?  I have always lived where there are 4 seasons and been very happy to have the experience of the changes in weather.  Now, I would love 3 of them and eliminate winter.

4.  Hearty breakfast or just coffee? Once I stopped being a night owl, I became a breakfast eater.  A large breakfast and an early dinner and I am a happy eater.

5.  Bright or muted colors? Orange (much brighter than that) is my favorite color, so bright.

6.  Pie or cake?  Hmmm....pie, since I am not a great pie baker, pie is always a treat.

7.  Seaside vacation or fun in a big resort or city?  I have been lucky enough to exprience both, and am always ready for a road trip!  But my heart is with the water, a little cottage, a sandy beach....ahhhh.

8.  Dog or cat lover?  My daughter has 2 cats, they think they own the place...give me a dog that is always happy to see you.

9.  Short or long hair?  In high school and college I had hair down to my 'derrier'....but now, short and much easier.

10.  Leather or wood? surprise there.

11.  Baseball or football fan? I enjoy watching sports in general, am an Olympics geek...but near and dear to my heart...a Red Sox fan.

12.  Spa day or a day shopping with a friend?  I would not turn down either, but shopping and lunch with a friend would come first.        

13.  Live concert or movie? I probably get to 1 or 2 movies a year, but a live concert or a night at the philharmonic... as many a possible!

14.  Wrap a gift with paper and bow or use a gift bag?  As much as I love finding just the right gift...wrapping is a chore I try to avoid. (Luckily Master loves to wrap, my own elf!).  I use bags for adults, but think that kid's gifts should be wrapped...more fun.

15.  Help build a snowman or stay inside and make the hot chocolate?  Both??  Why miss out on any of the fun...but if I had to choose, hot chocolate.

16.  Four seasons or California climate? Positively 4 much beauty to appreciate.

17.  Driver or passenger? Passenger, then I get to enjoy the scenery....and getting lost is not my fault.

18.  Pajama's or a night gown? Winter time, nice flannel warm jammies...summer time a short set of jammies.

19.  Bake a cake or go to your favorite bakery? Sort of neutral on this one...but love surprising someone with their favorite cake...decorated just for them made by me.

20.  Theater night...musical or drama?  I will jump at the chance to see any live presentation, but musicals are always at the top of me list.  I have seen many of them more than once or twice or....

Thursday, February 9, 2017

Harder Play Monday...

          As I am sure most of you know Super Bowl was last weekend.  Master and I have been known to bet on sporting events, to make watching a bit more interesting.  Master suggested we wager on Sunday's game.  I told Him my heart was saying Falcons, but my brain was thinking Patriots. He laughed and said, He liked the Falcons.  Since I am from New England, I said I would go with the Pats, He said He would give me the three point spread.
        As we watched, I could not believe how the game was going, and Master's "evil" grin kept growing.  Then the fourth quarter (I still cannot believe it) and the Pat's pull off a the very last second!  So I am in charge of a future play time, stayed tuned:)
       Master loves to remind me when the first Monday of the month is approaching...or as He puts it, harder play Monday.  We start, as always with my naked kneeling time, getting me to block out everthing but us.  Then I am over His lap, being treated to a lovely, long, hand warm-up.  Master then reminds me that this is also still maintenance if I could maintenance is next.  Four sets of twent-five, each set a little harder which leaves me very happy when He reaches 100. 
      Master asks if I would like a break before we continue, I grin as I get up to find find His cock and lose myself in His scent and taste.  Once we are both ready, Master tells me that harder play is going to be a long spanking today...not exactly what I was hoping to hear.  I am back over Master's lap, when I feel the round leather paddle...I look back at Him, surprised. He asks if I object his choice, I assure Him I do not.  I am relaxing into the spanks, when He changes to something with a  different feel, and are a bit harder, but I am still able to relax into them.  Master tells me to let Him know, when I am ready for another break.
           When I do ask for that break, Master finsihes up His count (sets of 100), before I ...we...get to enjoy another break.  Master then tells me I have a choice.....He has found the garage sale paddle, He informs me with a huge grin.  That is a large, heavy paddle ball paddle, that he found at a garage sale a long time ago.  It has mostly been used for punishments, and has not been in touch with my bottom for a long time.  In fact, about a year ago, Master told me He had looked for it, but could not find it...I did not offer to help find it. He recently found it when doing some cleaning I have a choice, 20 with the paddle ball paddle or another 100 with the my paddleman one that He has been using.
               Twenty or 100, but I really never wanted to see or feel that paddle ball paddle again, no good memories associated with it.  I ask if He had used the paddle man paddle for the previous 100...he had. They were not so bad, so I chose the 100 more with that same paddle.  ( I also could get back over His lap, as opposed to standing and bending over).  I was a little apprehensive, but hoped that I had made a wise choice.
And.....I had, yes it was 100, and they were not little taps, but they were just right....Left me with a  tender bottom for a couple of days....a nice reminder that harder play Mondays can be a good idea.
hugs abby

Saturday, February 4, 2017

Fun Friday Fu.....

              I do love alliterative titles, and when Master suggested this one I was all in (I was also in a post-play fog).
But as I sat here thinking about what I was going to write, all I could think of were...nuns in long black habits  holding their long rosaries in their hands praying for me. Yes, I am a catholic school grad...12 years, 13 I guess if you count Kindergarten....and I just could not put the word in my title. I bet you can all fill in the dots.
                 I am kneeling for Master, He is claiming me, using a gentle touch.  He loves to have us 'feel' the electricity between us.  When he has me squirming, and trying to control my breathing, he stops.  He waits until I look directly at Him and says....we have something to address.  I have no clue what that could be, he can tell that I have no idea.  One of my newest rules is that when we are having a texting conversation, I have to ask to be excused when the conversation is ended.  I struggled with this at first, but have been pretty good lately.  I actually ask if he is sure that I forgot....he laughs and says, you doubt me, I still have it on my phone. He says he can get it and show me, I say,...great. He shakes his head, gets the phone, and shows me. (He was very  good natured about this whole conversation).  He says the penalty for 6 hard spanks with the Paddleman paddle. I groan, but know not to push my luck, so I get up and lean over.  They are over quickly, and Master reminds me that the debt doubles if I forget again.
       I am then invited over his lap, he starts in with one of the small paddles, immediately says 'oops'.  I look back at him wondering what is happening...He says, I forgot we usually start with my hand.  I agree and settle in for a wonderul hand warm-up, over an already warm bottom.  He then switches again to the small paddle, a light set, and one a bit harder...I am relaxing into this spanking.  He then touches my thighs and says....are these mine to spank? My reply...Yes Sir....a light set of spanks on my thighs.  This is repeated on various spots of my body, a light spanking to re-inforce that "all of me, all of time" is His.
                 When he is done, he tells me it is break time, time for me to pleasure my Master.  After  some time, I am told to reach down and play with myself, but keep sucking.  When I am at the panting stage, I am told to get up and get my large toy.  Master has me lay on my back, legs apart, as he uses my toy...slowly at first, just teasing me, then faster and harder, varying the tempo, until I am begging for a permission.  Permission granted, then several more until I ask for Him to please stop. 
               He does, and comes and lays down next to me, pulling me into him.  He is slowing rubbing and soflty speaking to me, when I start to want more....we end up sated and wrapped around each other.  When we can talk...we think..pretty darn good for an 'older' couple...
hugs abby