Wednesday, June 27, 2018
Friday, June 22, 2018
FF 21....and one of those catch up posts.....
FF report...loss 1 pound :).....I am off to my son's this afternoon...which is good news...busy with the grands and some swimming...and bad news DIL always treats me to cooking all my favorites, and at least a couple of ice cream outings. Hoping the two balance out....
Walking....got it in every day but one....and while away it is easy to convince the girl's to walk to a playground or have them scooter while I try to keep up.
No sitting binges...have been pretty busy, so not much sitting....
De-cluttering....fail at that one....
M/M....We did have maintenance, on Tuesday, the routine naked kneeling and claiming, reminding me that ALL of me is His...over his lap for a hand warm-up, then 100 with the maintenance paddle. M then let me choose....100 more with either the belt strap, which is very narrow, no buckle..or the large leather strop. I went with the strop, it looks intimidating but is moving up on my favorites list. On an already warmed bottom, it was a perfect lead-in to 'other' acivities ;))
F/F...was on Thursday this week. Once again my kneeling time...as he is 'playing' with my breast I move my hands...the are supposed to stay behind me. He gets up and goes over and gets cuffs...not the comfy leather, fur lined ones....more like the ones kids use to play cops and robbers. I have never seen these, which makes him chuckle (he loves to surprise me), they do fit, but not comfy. My hands are secured, and as he reaches for my nipples I move back a bit...not far...just an instinctive move. He gets up again and gets the blind fold. (Lately that man is full of surprises). He continues and then invites me over his lap. I am still cuffed and blindfolded, and I dare not say what I am thinking , so I just wait...and finally he asks if i would like some help, I nicely ask and he helps me up and over his lap.
He is using his hand as we chat. I have had 2 recent casino days lately....the first was very successful, a big win, and I did come home with having doubled my money, and put most of it away for my sister trip coming up. My Wednesday trip was not so successful...I did return with some money....but M asked how much I had loss. I tell him and he decides that since I enjoy gambling and he enjoys spanking me we are going to combine the two. He has a plan...the man always has a plan. From now on, if I have a winning day, I will have earned a flogging....5 times the dollar amount I have won. If I have a losing day, I come home to a paddling....a hard paddling...with a smaller formula for the loss. My most recent trip meant 50 hard ones with his beloved...my paddleman...paddle. (Yes, a gift from me).
He removes the blindfold and cuffs and tells me to get on the spanking horse...he secures me and decides on sets of 10...they are HARD, and I am being loud. He then remarks...it will be interesting to see, the next casino trip, how much you are willing to lose with trying to turn your luck around....I do laugh at that...and say...probably not as much as in the past. We do then move on to an activity that we can both enjoy, and leaves us exhausted and speechless...
It is going to be a busy couple of weeks, my son and his family are diving me back and spending the week, and my daughter and her family will be joining us...
hugs abby
Walking....got it in every day but one....and while away it is easy to convince the girl's to walk to a playground or have them scooter while I try to keep up.
No sitting binges...have been pretty busy, so not much sitting....
De-cluttering....fail at that one....
M/M....We did have maintenance, on Tuesday, the routine naked kneeling and claiming, reminding me that ALL of me is His...over his lap for a hand warm-up, then 100 with the maintenance paddle. M then let me choose....100 more with either the belt strap, which is very narrow, no buckle..or the large leather strop. I went with the strop, it looks intimidating but is moving up on my favorites list. On an already warmed bottom, it was a perfect lead-in to 'other' acivities ;))
F/F...was on Thursday this week. Once again my kneeling time...as he is 'playing' with my breast I move my hands...the are supposed to stay behind me. He gets up and goes over and gets cuffs...not the comfy leather, fur lined ones....more like the ones kids use to play cops and robbers. I have never seen these, which makes him chuckle (he loves to surprise me), they do fit, but not comfy. My hands are secured, and as he reaches for my nipples I move back a bit...not far...just an instinctive move. He gets up again and gets the blind fold. (Lately that man is full of surprises). He continues and then invites me over his lap. I am still cuffed and blindfolded, and I dare not say what I am thinking , so I just wait...and finally he asks if i would like some help, I nicely ask and he helps me up and over his lap.
He is using his hand as we chat. I have had 2 recent casino days lately....the first was very successful, a big win, and I did come home with having doubled my money, and put most of it away for my sister trip coming up. My Wednesday trip was not so successful...I did return with some money....but M asked how much I had loss. I tell him and he decides that since I enjoy gambling and he enjoys spanking me we are going to combine the two. He has a plan...the man always has a plan. From now on, if I have a winning day, I will have earned a flogging....5 times the dollar amount I have won. If I have a losing day, I come home to a paddling....a hard paddling...with a smaller formula for the loss. My most recent trip meant 50 hard ones with his beloved...my paddleman...paddle. (Yes, a gift from me).
He removes the blindfold and cuffs and tells me to get on the spanking horse...he secures me and decides on sets of 10...they are HARD, and I am being loud. He then remarks...it will be interesting to see, the next casino trip, how much you are willing to lose with trying to turn your luck around....I do laugh at that...and say...probably not as much as in the past. We do then move on to an activity that we can both enjoy, and leaves us exhausted and speechless...
It is going to be a busy couple of weeks, my son and his family are diving me back and spending the week, and my daughter and her family will be joining us...
hugs abby
Thursday, June 21, 2018
TBT....Memories....8 years ago...( This was first published December of 2010...still is very true today)
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ooo cold....and soo much snow! But my memories are keeping me warm tonight. Eight years ago today, Master and i met. I was sooo nervous, meeting someone i had met over the internet, and talked to on the phone to discuss "spanking"...was this really me? That man that i met, instantly made me feel at ease..that and the giant sized happy hour beer! Mostly what i remember is thinking..he uses the word spanking out loud in almost every sentence...and the sound of his voice..it pulled me in...and as the quote goes..he had me at "hello".
For the next 2 years he introduced me to the world of spanking. He seemed to know instinctively when to take it very slowly and when to push me a bit. He introduced me to all the toys in his giant toy bag, to the joys of bondage and blindfolds, and even trained me to call him "Sir". Slowly, he took this "newbie" and opened up a whole new world to her.
After about two years the word "submission" started to enter our discussions. I was a take charge, be in control person...yes getting spanked was submissive in nature, but..... Once again he knew me better than i knew myself. One memorable afternoon in June, i "officially" became his...he was my Master....he owned all of me. I have learned a lot about being submissive in the ensuing years, Master is a good and patient teacher.
So, this is a thank You note to the man i now call Master. This is not a complete list, he has helped me to grow and change in ways i never imagined possible. He claims he has not changed me, he has simply allowed the hidden "me" to emerge, maybe he just does not realize how much he has impacted my world.
Master thank You,
...for teaching me that being submissive is not about being weak or a doormat,
...for knowing when to insist i can reach a goal, and when to let me quietly come to that conclusion myself
...for accepting ALL of me, pushing me to improve areas i want to, but always accepting all parts of me as they are
...for helping me to look deep inside myself, to become more open, to tear down walls that i was sure were permanent
...for being a support for me, in hard times, even when we are in different states, You know how to get me to breathe and smile
...for making my fantasies come to life...even the ones i did not know i had!
...for those times, especially in the beginning, when You could have given up on me, and even i would not have blamed You, but You hung in there
...for proving to me that it is more than OK to reach out and to ask for help
...for making each year better than the one that came before, this past year being no exception to that
...for earning and being worthy of my trust and respect...i used to choke on the word sir, now Master is is a fitting title
This is, of course, an incomplete list.
HUGS...abby
ooo cold....and soo much snow! But my memories are keeping me warm tonight. Eight years ago today, Master and i met. I was sooo nervous, meeting someone i had met over the internet, and talked to on the phone to discuss "spanking"...was this really me? That man that i met, instantly made me feel at ease..that and the giant sized happy hour beer! Mostly what i remember is thinking..he uses the word spanking out loud in almost every sentence...and the sound of his voice..it pulled me in...and as the quote goes..he had me at "hello".
For the next 2 years he introduced me to the world of spanking. He seemed to know instinctively when to take it very slowly and when to push me a bit. He introduced me to all the toys in his giant toy bag, to the joys of bondage and blindfolds, and even trained me to call him "Sir". Slowly, he took this "newbie" and opened up a whole new world to her.
After about two years the word "submission" started to enter our discussions. I was a take charge, be in control person...yes getting spanked was submissive in nature, but..... Once again he knew me better than i knew myself. One memorable afternoon in June, i "officially" became his...he was my Master....he owned all of me. I have learned a lot about being submissive in the ensuing years, Master is a good and patient teacher.
So, this is a thank You note to the man i now call Master. This is not a complete list, he has helped me to grow and change in ways i never imagined possible. He claims he has not changed me, he has simply allowed the hidden "me" to emerge, maybe he just does not realize how much he has impacted my world.
Master thank You,
...for teaching me that being submissive is not about being weak or a doormat,
...for knowing when to insist i can reach a goal, and when to let me quietly come to that conclusion myself
...for accepting ALL of me, pushing me to improve areas i want to, but always accepting all parts of me as they are
...for helping me to look deep inside myself, to become more open, to tear down walls that i was sure were permanent
...for being a support for me, in hard times, even when we are in different states, You know how to get me to breathe and smile
...for making my fantasies come to life...even the ones i did not know i had!
...for those times, especially in the beginning, when You could have given up on me, and even i would not have blamed You, but You hung in there
...for proving to me that it is more than OK to reach out and to ask for help
...for making each year better than the one that came before, this past year being no exception to that
...for earning and being worthy of my trust and respect...i used to choke on the word sir, now Master is is a fitting title
This is, of course, an incomplete list.
HUGS...abby
Saturday, June 16, 2018
No Sight....No Sound....No Voice...
Earlier this week, Master remarked that he had been thinking about his whip....and me....with that evil grin of his. I knew he was giving me time to wrap my head around...a whipping. I love surprises...and Master is often full of surprises...but a warning about a harder play. day..whip or cane or punishment....always helps me to accept it better when I have had some time to anticipate it.
I was kneeling, naked, as He re-claimed every part of me. I am then over his lap, for what, I hope is a long hand warm-up. He finishes with his hand, but then I feel...soft leather. I can tell it must be the beaver tail...one of my favorites. I had not seen it out, so it was a nice surprise. After he is done with the leather...yes, always too soon, I suddenly feel cool wood. I had not seen that out either...(he had put both of them under a cushion)....after a couple lighter taps, he starts in harder. I pop up my head and look back and give him "a look". He says, it is maintenance for this week...those light spanks on Monday don't really count. We differ on this, but I am not exactly in a 'position' to argue.
After a break Master helps me to get up and on the spanking bench. He secures my arms, and legs, and waist, but then decides to undo the waist one as it will be in the way. He goes to get something else....I am thinking whip...when he returns with a ball gag. I have never been gagged....much less with a ball gag....I did not even know he had one and I must admit, a little worried that he chose this time to decide that I should be gagged. After the gag is secure, he then holds up a pair of ear phones....I had not seen those either...yes I am positively going to start being more observant ....Next, I am told to close my eyes...a blindfold, now that we have used before, not in a long time. So, no vision, no hearing, no words (there was SOUND)....This is a big surprise, we have never even talked about this, and I was expecting a whipping....but I have to say, I am comfortable on the bench, and except for the ball gag filling my mouth, I am comfortable.
The next thing I realize is the sting of the whip on my bottom, usually the whip lands on my back, so this is a new sensation. He is using mostly just the tip of the whip, but they do sting, and I am being vocal...25 on my bottom. ( I was not counting, that never entered my muddled mind....Master later told me how many.) He then moves to my back, 25 stripes with the whip. Once he stops, he rubs my bottom and back until I am once again relaxed.
A bit of a lull, and the the sting of the whip is replaced with the thud of the cane. He is using mostly just the tip of the cane, once again 25 on my bottom, 25 on my back. Another quick break and then I feel the swish of the flogger.....ahhh...I can relax. Lots of swishing, and then again 25 with the flogger on my back. Then, I feel his hands, rubbing and massaging, until I am totally relaxed...and decides it is time to see how the 'rest' of me is doing. With just a little help, I am ready to cum...and cum ...and, well until I am saying no more please.
He removes the ear phones and I immediately hear his voice telling me how pleased he is with me, how well I did, while removing the gag and the blindfold. He asks if I am ready to move and when I am, he helps me up and over to the sofa, and pulls me on his lap. He has a bottle of cold water and is telling me to drink. He holds me until I have recovered enough to talk.
My least favorite part was the gag.....I did not like the feel of it in my mouth...what I missed the most during it all was hearing his voice. He is a talker, usually continually talking to me during our play times, his voice steadies me, encourages me, settles me. It was very intense, sensory deprivation, something I had never experienced before. I was never scared or worried, but it did reach what seemed like sensory overload , at times. Would I want to do it every week....no....would I do it again...yes! Master's first words to me this morning were...have you landed yet? Not totally, bottom and back are still tender, and I am still processing all of it. I slept really well and I am thankful that a quiet Saturday is planned.
hugs abby
I was kneeling, naked, as He re-claimed every part of me. I am then over his lap, for what, I hope is a long hand warm-up. He finishes with his hand, but then I feel...soft leather. I can tell it must be the beaver tail...one of my favorites. I had not seen it out, so it was a nice surprise. After he is done with the leather...yes, always too soon, I suddenly feel cool wood. I had not seen that out either...(he had put both of them under a cushion)....after a couple lighter taps, he starts in harder. I pop up my head and look back and give him "a look". He says, it is maintenance for this week...those light spanks on Monday don't really count. We differ on this, but I am not exactly in a 'position' to argue.
After a break Master helps me to get up and on the spanking bench. He secures my arms, and legs, and waist, but then decides to undo the waist one as it will be in the way. He goes to get something else....I am thinking whip...when he returns with a ball gag. I have never been gagged....much less with a ball gag....I did not even know he had one and I must admit, a little worried that he chose this time to decide that I should be gagged. After the gag is secure, he then holds up a pair of ear phones....I had not seen those either...yes I am positively going to start being more observant ....Next, I am told to close my eyes...a blindfold, now that we have used before, not in a long time. So, no vision, no hearing, no words (there was SOUND)....This is a big surprise, we have never even talked about this, and I was expecting a whipping....but I have to say, I am comfortable on the bench, and except for the ball gag filling my mouth, I am comfortable.
The next thing I realize is the sting of the whip on my bottom, usually the whip lands on my back, so this is a new sensation. He is using mostly just the tip of the whip, but they do sting, and I am being vocal...25 on my bottom. ( I was not counting, that never entered my muddled mind....Master later told me how many.) He then moves to my back, 25 stripes with the whip. Once he stops, he rubs my bottom and back until I am once again relaxed.
A bit of a lull, and the the sting of the whip is replaced with the thud of the cane. He is using mostly just the tip of the cane, once again 25 on my bottom, 25 on my back. Another quick break and then I feel the swish of the flogger.....ahhh...I can relax. Lots of swishing, and then again 25 with the flogger on my back. Then, I feel his hands, rubbing and massaging, until I am totally relaxed...and decides it is time to see how the 'rest' of me is doing. With just a little help, I am ready to cum...and cum ...and, well until I am saying no more please.
He removes the ear phones and I immediately hear his voice telling me how pleased he is with me, how well I did, while removing the gag and the blindfold. He asks if I am ready to move and when I am, he helps me up and over to the sofa, and pulls me on his lap. He has a bottle of cold water and is telling me to drink. He holds me until I have recovered enough to talk.
My least favorite part was the gag.....I did not like the feel of it in my mouth...what I missed the most during it all was hearing his voice. He is a talker, usually continually talking to me during our play times, his voice steadies me, encourages me, settles me. It was very intense, sensory deprivation, something I had never experienced before. I was never scared or worried, but it did reach what seemed like sensory overload , at times. Would I want to do it every week....no....would I do it again...yes! Master's first words to me this morning were...have you landed yet? Not totally, bottom and back are still tender, and I am still processing all of it. I slept really well and I am thankful that a quiet Saturday is planned.
hugs abby
Wednesday, June 13, 2018
TBT....Can He Read My Mind????
......This was first posted in November of 2010. I was having a difficult time deciding on a post...and read this one. It was a fun, more light-hearted post.....and I have learned the answer to the question is YES...He not only can read my mind...he has taken up residence in there:).
Tuesday, June 12, 2018
Have you ever cum from getting your nipples licked?****
****** That title was provided by Master...my choice would have been.."A Lighter Play Monday:)"....as you can probably already guess from the two titles...M/M day was lots of fun this week...
It is Monday maintenance time. Master has me kneeling while he claims every inch of me..touching, rubbing, pulling, nipping. Lately he seems really interested in my breast...and nipples...spending most of this time on them. When he is done with his fingers, he decides to let his mouth do the torturing....well not really torturing:)......He is licking and sucking...and I am starting to moan and pant. He laughs and decides to 'check' and see if all parts of me are responding in a like manner...of course he finds the evidence he is looking for...He tells me, it would be impossible for me to cum just from his licking nipples...right? He gives me permission to cum at any time.
I manage to pull away a bit, and remind him that it is maintenance day and we have not had the spanking part yet....he laughs and says....spankings always hurt more after an orgasm. He tells me not to worry about that, as he returns to his assault. I would like to write that I had enough self-control to hang on and ride it out without cumming.....but that is not the case...I can feel myself dripping..and I know...it is useless...so I let go, and ...another first...I cum just from nipple stimulation. Master is hugging me and when I look up at him...he has a huge grin. Once I have somewhat recovered...it is maintenance time.
I am over Master's lap, enjoying the hand warm-up, when Master announces it is time for the real spanking to begin. He rubs my bottom a bit with the maintenance paddle, and then starts in....only the spanks are spanks...but much lighter than usual. I decide to just enjoy, figuring he is starting slowly. A break after 25 for some rubbing and the next set....still the same light ones. I am a little confused, thinking that the next 50 will be revved up, but at least my bottom will be will warmed. Much to my delight..and surprise....all of maintenance is a much lighter spanking this week.
I am on knees 'thanking' M for maintenance....and don't even have to struggle with sounding sincere. Master chuckles...and says....I finally realized that since breast play usually happens before a spanking, you do not want to cum from it....since the spanking will hurt more. You always manage to hold back....so I decided this week, to reward you if you let go...and you did! I am astounded....before I can speak, Master says...since this seems to be a lighter play Monday, we might as well continue with the flogger....my yes Sir quickly agrees.
I get up on the spanking bench and M starts with lots of swishing and some gentle flogging...continuing the back and forth, increasing the strength of the flogging each set. I am so enjoying this wonderful surprise, and too soon find myself asking for more permissions....they are granted....and I am spent and after some massaging M offers to help me off the bench, and we spend some quiet time just snuggling while i continue to recover.
Once I am breathing again and can speak...I thank him....it has been almost 18 years.....and still, he manages to surprise me...in the most delightful ways.
hugs abby
It is Monday maintenance time. Master has me kneeling while he claims every inch of me..touching, rubbing, pulling, nipping. Lately he seems really interested in my breast...and nipples...spending most of this time on them. When he is done with his fingers, he decides to let his mouth do the torturing....well not really torturing:)......He is licking and sucking...and I am starting to moan and pant. He laughs and decides to 'check' and see if all parts of me are responding in a like manner...of course he finds the evidence he is looking for...He tells me, it would be impossible for me to cum just from his licking nipples...right? He gives me permission to cum at any time.
I manage to pull away a bit, and remind him that it is maintenance day and we have not had the spanking part yet....he laughs and says....spankings always hurt more after an orgasm. He tells me not to worry about that, as he returns to his assault. I would like to write that I had enough self-control to hang on and ride it out without cumming.....but that is not the case...I can feel myself dripping..and I know...it is useless...so I let go, and ...another first...I cum just from nipple stimulation. Master is hugging me and when I look up at him...he has a huge grin. Once I have somewhat recovered...it is maintenance time.
I am over Master's lap, enjoying the hand warm-up, when Master announces it is time for the real spanking to begin. He rubs my bottom a bit with the maintenance paddle, and then starts in....only the spanks are spanks...but much lighter than usual. I decide to just enjoy, figuring he is starting slowly. A break after 25 for some rubbing and the next set....still the same light ones. I am a little confused, thinking that the next 50 will be revved up, but at least my bottom will be will warmed. Much to my delight..and surprise....all of maintenance is a much lighter spanking this week.
I am on knees 'thanking' M for maintenance....and don't even have to struggle with sounding sincere. Master chuckles...and says....I finally realized that since breast play usually happens before a spanking, you do not want to cum from it....since the spanking will hurt more. You always manage to hold back....so I decided this week, to reward you if you let go...and you did! I am astounded....before I can speak, Master says...since this seems to be a lighter play Monday, we might as well continue with the flogger....my yes Sir quickly agrees.
I get up on the spanking bench and M starts with lots of swishing and some gentle flogging...continuing the back and forth, increasing the strength of the flogging each set. I am so enjoying this wonderful surprise, and too soon find myself asking for more permissions....they are granted....and I am spent and after some massaging M offers to help me off the bench, and we spend some quiet time just snuggling while i continue to recover.
Once I am breathing again and can speak...I thank him....it has been almost 18 years.....and still, he manages to surprise me...in the most delightful ways.
hugs abby
Friday, June 8, 2018
FFF 19...
Ah...to be 19 again...well not really I guess, but it was a fun, mostly carefree time.....
I was a little worried about this report...I went on a 'girlfriend' overnight this week. We would love to do it once a month seeing as we are both retired.....but we seem to be more busy than when we were teaching. This one was to celebrate my birthday...only 4 months late..lol.
We always have a plan...rarely follow it....we were in the Niagara Falls area...beautiful place...did some walking (and tasting of goodies), a couple casinos ( I actually came home with double my money...HURRAH!!!), saw the movie "The Book Club"...entertaining, funny, great casting....I would recommend it...and of course ate well....
Weight...stayed the same :):):)...yes I was very happy with that!
Walking...even while away, I did well with this...the weather has been great, sunny, not sweltering hot...so I was out every day!
Sitting Binges....I get an A here also...when home, remembered to get up and about hourly...
De-cluttering.....no big project...but since it has not snowed in 2 weeks, I put the rest of winter things away ...hopefully until at least next November!
Have a fun weekend...hugs abby
I was a little worried about this report...I went on a 'girlfriend' overnight this week. We would love to do it once a month seeing as we are both retired.....but we seem to be more busy than when we were teaching. This one was to celebrate my birthday...only 4 months late..lol.
We always have a plan...rarely follow it....we were in the Niagara Falls area...beautiful place...did some walking (and tasting of goodies), a couple casinos ( I actually came home with double my money...HURRAH!!!), saw the movie "The Book Club"...entertaining, funny, great casting....I would recommend it...and of course ate well....
Weight...stayed the same :):):)...yes I was very happy with that!
Walking...even while away, I did well with this...the weather has been great, sunny, not sweltering hot...so I was out every day!
Sitting Binges....I get an A here also...when home, remembered to get up and about hourly...
De-cluttering.....no big project...but since it has not snowed in 2 weeks, I put the rest of winter things away ...hopefully until at least next November!
Have a fun weekend...hugs abby
Wednesday, June 6, 2018
TBT...Who is More Stubborn...first published July 17, 2010
This is another look back to my journey with Master. This session took place before He was my Master, and had been spanking me for about 7/8 months. We were meeting every few weeks. I had only a couple rules at this point, one being to refer to Him as Sir while He was spanking me..which i was doing pretty well at...and one that i saw no point to..having to ask for permission to pull up my pants and panties after He was done spanking me.
We had just finished a fairly long session, using a variety of His toys. My bottom was nicely tingling and red.
I stood up, and started to put on my pants and panties. He said, you are forgetting something. I looked around and said, no, i have everything and finished with the clothing.
(After all, it was MY clothing, i was not going to go around bare assed all day, and He was done!)
"Ask", was all He said...i replied,.. too late they are on..(i know ..i look back now in wonder at what was i thinking!) Before i could take a breath i was back over the bed, and they were no longer on. His hand was spanking quickly and furiously. He let me up, and i looked Him in the eye and reached for the panties once again. Back over the bed i went for a repeat.
He stood me back up gave me the "one eyebrow" look, which i ignored as i reached for the panties. (Trust me i am not usually such a slow learner) He said,...it's your bottom..., to which i foolishly replied..."guess this is where we find out who is more stubborn!" Before i took another breath i was over the bed, He somehow had a paddle in His hand, and was using it on an already very sore bottom. "Let me know when you have decided who is more stubborn", He said.
Now i may be foolish, but am not stupid, i decided quickly that He was indeed more stubborn than i was. After i reassured Him that He was indeed more stubborn, i started to get up. He held me down and said ask to get up. I hesitated, which started the paddling again! I asked, to be told, "ask nicely". So i added a couple of pleases, and asked again as nicely as i knew how. I was able to get up, look over at Master, and say, "May i please put my panties and pants back on?" With a glint in His eye and smile on His face He said..certainly.
Looking back, it seems like such a small thing to ask me to do. I still ask every time, only without prompting.
I learned on that day, that i had been demoted to second most subborn person that i knew.
abby
We had just finished a fairly long session, using a variety of His toys. My bottom was nicely tingling and red.
I stood up, and started to put on my pants and panties. He said, you are forgetting something. I looked around and said, no, i have everything and finished with the clothing.
(After all, it was MY clothing, i was not going to go around bare assed all day, and He was done!)
"Ask", was all He said...i replied,.. too late they are on..(i know ..i look back now in wonder at what was i thinking!) Before i could take a breath i was back over the bed, and they were no longer on. His hand was spanking quickly and furiously. He let me up, and i looked Him in the eye and reached for the panties once again. Back over the bed i went for a repeat.
He stood me back up gave me the "one eyebrow" look, which i ignored as i reached for the panties. (Trust me i am not usually such a slow learner) He said,...it's your bottom..., to which i foolishly replied..."guess this is where we find out who is more stubborn!" Before i took another breath i was over the bed, He somehow had a paddle in His hand, and was using it on an already very sore bottom. "Let me know when you have decided who is more stubborn", He said.
Now i may be foolish, but am not stupid, i decided quickly that He was indeed more stubborn than i was. After i reassured Him that He was indeed more stubborn, i started to get up. He held me down and said ask to get up. I hesitated, which started the paddling again! I asked, to be told, "ask nicely". So i added a couple of pleases, and asked again as nicely as i knew how. I was able to get up, look over at Master, and say, "May i please put my panties and pants back on?" With a glint in His eye and smile on His face He said..certainly.
Looking back, it seems like such a small thing to ask me to do. I still ask every time, only without prompting.
I learned on that day, that i had been demoted to second most subborn person that i knew.
abby
Monday, June 4, 2018
Harder Play Monday.....
Right after He says good morning to me, Master asks if I know what day it is. He seems happy about whatever day it is...but the only thing I can think of is ...it is Monday. Maintenance day?? is my guess...that is every Monday he says....this is the FIRST Monday of the month...I groan, his grin widens. How is it you never remember...I giggle as I remind Him, I am retired, I don't have to know the dates of most days . He then says, I think we should get the spanking bench for today...now there is something I can whole heartedly agree with....
Life has been crazy busy..yes even for a retired gal. We have missed a couple harder play Mondays, so maybe I was hoping that they were off the calendar.....M decides to take a long 'lunch" :).....so earlier than I was anticipating I am kneeling naked, being reclaimed, reminded that ALL of me, head to toe, inside and out....is HIS. I am invited over his lap, and he is searching the cushions and out comes the maintenance paddle. He starts in and I quickly spurt out..no warm-up?? He says it is harder play, this is your warm-up. He is already almost to 25, so I know I need to settle, since this is the warm-up. He does stop for some rubbing at the end of each set, I am squirming and vocalizing a bit. When he finally reaches 100 I am invited to thank him...verbally and by kneeling and sucking his cock.
I am concentrating on distracting him as much as possible, and I find myself starting to get wet and squirm. Master notices and says, I give you permission to cum...no touching, just sucking...and if you do, harder play will be canceled for today. I do give it my best shot, I am close, but with no touching at all....it is not going to happen. Master pulls my face up, and asks if I am ready to move to the spanking bench ...reminding me that I do not have permission to cum, until I hear the words.
Master made this bench earlier this year, it is padded, the perfect size for me, support for my body, head, arms and legs. I can be tied around my waist and limbs if he wishes. I love it, it is comfy, it puts me into a great head space, and the fact that he made it for me...for us...adds to it. M does not always secure me to the bench, since it would take a lot of effort for me to move off from it, but today he decides to buckle me in at the waist and limbs, he makes sure I am still comfy and tells me I will be getting 25 each with 5 toys of his choice, maintenance was my warm-up.
He says he will start with one of my favorites, the belt. They are hard from the start, but it is leather, and he does stop a couple times for some rubbing. Second is the 'licking stick"...that is what it says on it. I looks like a paint stick, and is more stinging than thuddy. Some of these do land on my sit spots...just because, he can. Next he says, is a gift I gave him. Now when I give a gift, I always try to please the recipient....so far M has appreciated all my gifts, I, on the other hand, have at times questioned my sanity. He pulls out one that I had made for him....a rather long and heavy wooden paddle, that "my paddleman" was stenciled on. He thanks me again for his wonderful gift, as he starts in with the next 25. I am very glad that there are only 25, and that I am well 'buckled down'.
M remarks that I took those so well....he will use leather next...the large leather strop. He brings it in front of me and tells me to kiss it...I do...on a well warmed bottom, it is one of my favorites....and my bottom has been very well-warmed. I am able to relax into these, and I appreciate this choice. "Since that was one of your favorites, time for one of mine". I am thinking....either cane or whip.....and I hear him say, I want you wearing my stripes today....the cane.
They are all hard ones, and my bottom is getting very hot. I am more vocal this time, and when he is done, he rubs my bottom, telling me how much he loves the heat it is generating. Master then decides to check, how 'she' is doing....that maybe she wants some of the spanking fun. (Lately it seems, my reaction to pussy spanking, is.....crazy ...in the sense that it is a quick way to get me to orgasms...rarely just one..as Master sees one as proof he should continue and keep me going.) He says I have permission to cum as many times as I want....now I do love my O's...don't get me wrong....but want is not an issue...He is in charge of them...and he knows just how to get me and keep me going. So, fairly quickly, I am once again getting very vocal and loud...but this time for a different reason. I can feel myself squirting....and M encouraging me, telling me that he loves to hear me using my voice, that I am pleasing him with my responses, until finally, I start saying...enough, i can't...and He nicely stops...as i rest on the bench he unbuckles the ties, rubs my back and legs, and when I can move, helps me up....and we snuggle in closely, knowing how lucky we are.
Master does tell me, that my reaction kind of betrays my words that tell Him I am not a fan of harder play Mondays. I can't disagree.....something about the outcome justifying the means, maybe...
Have a good week all....we seem to be having a series of 90 degree days, followed by much cooler weather...but at least no more white stuff.
hugs abby
Life has been crazy busy..yes even for a retired gal. We have missed a couple harder play Mondays, so maybe I was hoping that they were off the calendar.....M decides to take a long 'lunch" :).....so earlier than I was anticipating I am kneeling naked, being reclaimed, reminded that ALL of me, head to toe, inside and out....is HIS. I am invited over his lap, and he is searching the cushions and out comes the maintenance paddle. He starts in and I quickly spurt out..no warm-up?? He says it is harder play, this is your warm-up. He is already almost to 25, so I know I need to settle, since this is the warm-up. He does stop for some rubbing at the end of each set, I am squirming and vocalizing a bit. When he finally reaches 100 I am invited to thank him...verbally and by kneeling and sucking his cock.
I am concentrating on distracting him as much as possible, and I find myself starting to get wet and squirm. Master notices and says, I give you permission to cum...no touching, just sucking...and if you do, harder play will be canceled for today. I do give it my best shot, I am close, but with no touching at all....it is not going to happen. Master pulls my face up, and asks if I am ready to move to the spanking bench ...reminding me that I do not have permission to cum, until I hear the words.
Master made this bench earlier this year, it is padded, the perfect size for me, support for my body, head, arms and legs. I can be tied around my waist and limbs if he wishes. I love it, it is comfy, it puts me into a great head space, and the fact that he made it for me...for us...adds to it. M does not always secure me to the bench, since it would take a lot of effort for me to move off from it, but today he decides to buckle me in at the waist and limbs, he makes sure I am still comfy and tells me I will be getting 25 each with 5 toys of his choice, maintenance was my warm-up.
He says he will start with one of my favorites, the belt. They are hard from the start, but it is leather, and he does stop a couple times for some rubbing. Second is the 'licking stick"...that is what it says on it. I looks like a paint stick, and is more stinging than thuddy. Some of these do land on my sit spots...just because, he can. Next he says, is a gift I gave him. Now when I give a gift, I always try to please the recipient....so far M has appreciated all my gifts, I, on the other hand, have at times questioned my sanity. He pulls out one that I had made for him....a rather long and heavy wooden paddle, that "my paddleman" was stenciled on. He thanks me again for his wonderful gift, as he starts in with the next 25. I am very glad that there are only 25, and that I am well 'buckled down'.
M remarks that I took those so well....he will use leather next...the large leather strop. He brings it in front of me and tells me to kiss it...I do...on a well warmed bottom, it is one of my favorites....and my bottom has been very well-warmed. I am able to relax into these, and I appreciate this choice. "Since that was one of your favorites, time for one of mine". I am thinking....either cane or whip.....and I hear him say, I want you wearing my stripes today....the cane.
They are all hard ones, and my bottom is getting very hot. I am more vocal this time, and when he is done, he rubs my bottom, telling me how much he loves the heat it is generating. Master then decides to check, how 'she' is doing....that maybe she wants some of the spanking fun. (Lately it seems, my reaction to pussy spanking, is.....crazy ...in the sense that it is a quick way to get me to orgasms...rarely just one..as Master sees one as proof he should continue and keep me going.) He says I have permission to cum as many times as I want....now I do love my O's...don't get me wrong....but want is not an issue...He is in charge of them...and he knows just how to get me and keep me going. So, fairly quickly, I am once again getting very vocal and loud...but this time for a different reason. I can feel myself squirting....and M encouraging me, telling me that he loves to hear me using my voice, that I am pleasing him with my responses, until finally, I start saying...enough, i can't...and He nicely stops...as i rest on the bench he unbuckles the ties, rubs my back and legs, and when I can move, helps me up....and we snuggle in closely, knowing how lucky we are.
Master does tell me, that my reaction kind of betrays my words that tell Him I am not a fan of harder play Mondays. I can't disagree.....something about the outcome justifying the means, maybe...
Have a good week all....we seem to be having a series of 90 degree days, followed by much cooler weather...but at least no more white stuff.
hugs abby
Saturday, June 2, 2018
Results on the Basement Vote....
Before the results, some of my thoughts. First of all, I am once again reminded of what an amazing group we have here in blog land. I expected maybe a few morn comments that I usually get....but never as many of you who took the time to vote, and many of you to comment. So thank-you all for voting and commenting.
And, I mis-informed you on a part of M's idea. Whenever I write a post, I check and re-check, sometimes let it sit a day and re-check again...proof-reading is a hard habit for an English teacher to break. M did not mean for the basement paddling to be a regular thing...it has been years since once has occurred, it is not particularly 'fun' for either one of us. M caught the error, not me...but it was a couple days after I had posted, and comments and votes were already there. We both realize that particular point, would probably have meant more yes votes for the basement.
The no votes won by 3 votes....a close call. M and I discussed all the comments a couple of days ago. He decided, that since I have refocused and have been more 'submissive minded', that there will not be a basement spanking....now. He made it clear the option is always open, and will not be put up for a vote, should he feel that a basement trip is necessary.
Almost all of the no voters' comments were with the thought, that punishment and maintenance are two different types of spankings, and should be treated as such. A harsh punishment spanking, is not close to the same as a weekly maintenance one...we all pretty much agree on this. The yes voters cited the following reasons...
.....some admitted to just 'throwing me under the bus' in order to read about it. To be honest, that would be a reason for me to vote yes, also.
.... a few commented that if M felt that a basement 'visit' was necessary he would just do it, and not put it to a vote. That is totally the case...I do remember being taken by the hand and let down those stairs, making the walk down last as long as possible.
.....a number of you cited that M knows me well, all of me. Therefore, if he was thinking a basement visit was necessary, it probably would be beneficial. I have often written here about how well M knows me...inside and out, and an even greater gift...he accepts all of me, wanting what is best for me. So those comments made me stop and think...and tell M if he thought a basement session was needed, I should have just accepted it...and will (at least try harder, in the moment) to accept it with more grace.
............and...if you have not read the comments on this post, please go back and read at least one...from Ava. She took me up on the 100 spank challenge. She had never been spanked 100 times , they decided to use a safe word (I have always had one....),. Her spanking was in sets of 25, with a stop for rubbing after each set...(a wonderful part of my spankings)...and after the 100 he decided to go for an extra 25!! They both enjoyed it....and plan on doing it again! Thanks Ava for sharing!
and...on a totally different note, I am back to having problems accessing certain blogs...it seems to be a sometime thing, so if you have not seen me comment know I am still trying.....
hugs abby
And, I mis-informed you on a part of M's idea. Whenever I write a post, I check and re-check, sometimes let it sit a day and re-check again...proof-reading is a hard habit for an English teacher to break. M did not mean for the basement paddling to be a regular thing...it has been years since once has occurred, it is not particularly 'fun' for either one of us. M caught the error, not me...but it was a couple days after I had posted, and comments and votes were already there. We both realize that particular point, would probably have meant more yes votes for the basement.
The no votes won by 3 votes....a close call. M and I discussed all the comments a couple of days ago. He decided, that since I have refocused and have been more 'submissive minded', that there will not be a basement spanking....now. He made it clear the option is always open, and will not be put up for a vote, should he feel that a basement trip is necessary.
Almost all of the no voters' comments were with the thought, that punishment and maintenance are two different types of spankings, and should be treated as such. A harsh punishment spanking, is not close to the same as a weekly maintenance one...we all pretty much agree on this. The yes voters cited the following reasons...
.....some admitted to just 'throwing me under the bus' in order to read about it. To be honest, that would be a reason for me to vote yes, also.
.... a few commented that if M felt that a basement 'visit' was necessary he would just do it, and not put it to a vote. That is totally the case...I do remember being taken by the hand and let down those stairs, making the walk down last as long as possible.
.....a number of you cited that M knows me well, all of me. Therefore, if he was thinking a basement visit was necessary, it probably would be beneficial. I have often written here about how well M knows me...inside and out, and an even greater gift...he accepts all of me, wanting what is best for me. So those comments made me stop and think...and tell M if he thought a basement session was needed, I should have just accepted it...and will (at least try harder, in the moment) to accept it with more grace.
............and...if you have not read the comments on this post, please go back and read at least one...from Ava. She took me up on the 100 spank challenge. She had never been spanked 100 times , they decided to use a safe word (I have always had one....),. Her spanking was in sets of 25, with a stop for rubbing after each set...(a wonderful part of my spankings)...and after the 100 he decided to go for an extra 25!! They both enjoyed it....and plan on doing it again! Thanks Ava for sharing!
and...on a totally different note, I am back to having problems accessing certain blogs...it seems to be a sometime thing, so if you have not seen me comment know I am still trying.....
hugs abby
Friday, June 1, 2018
FFF 18
I was at my son's last week, and did not remember to weigh in before I left on Thursday...and did not want to use a new scale...ummm...and being with the grands always means ice cream!!! and my DIL...being the wonderful person she is, always manages to cook what she knows are my favorites. We did keep busy, spent almost one whole day at the zoo... I highly recommend it. They added a special dinosaur section....a walk in what their natural habitat would be like and life sized dinos that spit and roar at you! The museum also had a very large new exhibit on dinos...we spent a day there....lots of fun and walking:) both days.
Walking....did pretty well on the walking...continued my routine while at home, and only missed a couple days while away.
Sitting Binges....Those are rare with the grands around, and have been up and moving while back also.
De-cluttering...no progress here, but have a couple projects in mind for this coming week.
Weight...a nice surprise...I loss 1/2 pound!!! Guess the dance parties, walking, and 2 afternoons swimming made up for the ice cream and decicious meals:).
Hope you all had a good week...
hugs abby
Walking....did pretty well on the walking...continued my routine while at home, and only missed a couple days while away.
Sitting Binges....Those are rare with the grands around, and have been up and moving while back also.
De-cluttering...no progress here, but have a couple projects in mind for this coming week.
Weight...a nice surprise...I loss 1/2 pound!!! Guess the dance parties, walking, and 2 afternoons swimming made up for the ice cream and decicious meals:).
Hope you all had a good week...
hugs abby
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