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 win...at 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 day....as if I could forget...so 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 out.....so 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.