I am continuing to improve and have more energy! I even started my Christmas shopping this week....altho some of it was simply Amazon ordering. My bottom also seems to be adjusting to Master's hand...and yes even His paddle.
Monday was our first 'regular' M/M day in over 2 months. There was kneeling and reclaiming time....a hand warm-up, and then the maintenance paddle. I was started to ouch from about the second spank...and i am rarely vocal. Master encouraged me to be vocal....after about the fifth spank i could not lie still and the squirming started, along with being much more vocal. Master did stop often to rub, and kept it to a short session before we moved on to more pleasurable activities.
I am leaving tomorrow for some grandma time:) Master gave me a send off today. As usual He had me kneeling....but instead of claiming me...He had me claim Him. I have missed that, His taste, His smell, me pleasuring Him. Master then claimed me.....and did not go easy on my nipples....When i started to squirm, and wriggle, He said , if I check I bet I would find that some part of you is enjoying this....I so hate it when 'she' betrays me!
Then it is over His lap, for an extended spanking, one that is supposed to last me a week.
He starts with His hand, lightly at first, then building in intensity, until the swats are slow, but intense. Master is reminding me that being away only changes the distance between us. All my 'rules' are still in place, I have my ' tool box' of things i can do every each day to keep my 'voices' away and my head in a good place. He expects me to ask for at least a couple permissions, and stay in touch each and every day.
He then picks up a paddle, the same one He used for maintenance on Monday. Only this time i have had a very long warm up and altho it does feel like a paddling, I am able to stay quite relax. Master comments on how much better I am reacting to this spanking. After what seems like a long time, Master asks if He has spanked me enough to last for a week. I assure Him He has...he then starts to hand spank my pussy. He then tells me, if i behave while i am away He will be waiting for me with His 'helping hand'...the crop. I love Master's crop, it is leather, and it can reach many interesting spots....any place on me that He chooses!
Master then asks if i want to end in my new favorite spot. I quickly climb up into His lap and snuggle in. I used to hesitate when He would occasionally want me to be cradled on His lap.
Now i love that it seems to be our new ritual for ending our play sessions. It is where i can have no doubts that i am safe, cared for, and wanted.
My daughter and i are leaving early in the morning. My daughter and son in law have been planning a trip to Hawaii for the past year. They had considered canceling many times over the last couple months, but i told them no way were they cancelling. My youngest took time off to help with my grand daughter and grand son....Every one is concerned with my over doing...but one can't overdo on hugs and kisses ...I have planned fun cooking projects and holiday crafts, to keep everyone busy.
Hope you all have a good week,
hugs abby
Friday, November 8, 2013
Friday, November 1, 2013
Celebrations....Master style!
This has been a great week. I am feeling so much better, have left the house for some fun outings, not doctor appointments, and there has been lots of Master time!
On Wednesday, Master decided it was time to start increasing the endurance of a certain part of my anatomy. So it was OTK for a wonderful hand warm-up. He then reached into my bag for a paddle. Paddles are far from my favorite 'toy', so the pickings were slim. He pulled out a very light weight balsa paddle, that is a child's unfinished craft product. It is shaped like a large fan, there is a frog on the front. He starts in lightly, increasing the strength and speed. Finally concentrating on one spot, then another. I was starting to squirm. He stops for some rubbing....and roaming. I am getting 'wet', but reaching that elusive "O" is not happening. I finally say....I can't. He stops and rubs and encourages me. He then starts to spank my pussy, I am soon reaching toward Him wanting more. His hand is getting damp,,,,and i need a permission! Yeah!!!!
Yesterday i dropped by to cheer Master on. He has been working on fixing a truck this week, and it is a major project. He did finish it after I left....so He declared today Celebration Day! We were to celebrate my recovery, my "boys" (The Red Sox!), winning the World Series, and the truck getting fixed.
After my naked kneeling time...and Master's reclaiming of me, Master chose 6 leather 'toys' from his bag. Two leather paddles, the horse hair flogger, the large leather flogger, a medium leather strap, and the large leather strap. An all leather day:). I could choose the order of the toys......small leather paddle, horse hair, large leather paddle, large flogger, medium strap, large strap. ( I wanted to be well warmed up, before the straps came into play.) We used one of the dice from the dice game, the one with the numbers, Master would choose the various positions. I could choose, 1, 2. or 3 rounds. I quickly eliminated only 1, and finally decided to go with 3...after all it was all leather.
The die has numbers from 1 to 25. Master was doing the rolling. First round was mostly numbers in the 20's with a different position each time. Second round also mostly high numbers, still all new positions. Third round the law of averages finally kicked in and the numbers were much smaller. In fact for the medium strap the roll was 1:) Master say my big smile, and decided i should lie back and spread my legs.....yes 1 to that sensitive area. The horse hair was also used once on my breast.....
It was then time to see, if all of me had really enjoyed my all leather play time. I had.....and it took a while, but i did get to the point of needed a permission. Master then invited me to sit on His lap. Without hesitation, i was up and being cradled. We quietly chatted and nuzzled and just enjoyed being together once again.
After I had dressed and was ready to leave I asked for permission to stop at Sub Way on my way home. I hear a 'nope'. I look up amazed....I just about never get a no to such a request. Just as I am about to open my mouth, I get invited out to lunch, to end our celebration! So much nicer than a sandwich at home!
Have a great weekend, all!
hugs abby
On Wednesday, Master decided it was time to start increasing the endurance of a certain part of my anatomy. So it was OTK for a wonderful hand warm-up. He then reached into my bag for a paddle. Paddles are far from my favorite 'toy', so the pickings were slim. He pulled out a very light weight balsa paddle, that is a child's unfinished craft product. It is shaped like a large fan, there is a frog on the front. He starts in lightly, increasing the strength and speed. Finally concentrating on one spot, then another. I was starting to squirm. He stops for some rubbing....and roaming. I am getting 'wet', but reaching that elusive "O" is not happening. I finally say....I can't. He stops and rubs and encourages me. He then starts to spank my pussy, I am soon reaching toward Him wanting more. His hand is getting damp,,,,and i need a permission! Yeah!!!!
Yesterday i dropped by to cheer Master on. He has been working on fixing a truck this week, and it is a major project. He did finish it after I left....so He declared today Celebration Day! We were to celebrate my recovery, my "boys" (The Red Sox!), winning the World Series, and the truck getting fixed.
After my naked kneeling time...and Master's reclaiming of me, Master chose 6 leather 'toys' from his bag. Two leather paddles, the horse hair flogger, the large leather flogger, a medium leather strap, and the large leather strap. An all leather day:). I could choose the order of the toys......small leather paddle, horse hair, large leather paddle, large flogger, medium strap, large strap. ( I wanted to be well warmed up, before the straps came into play.) We used one of the dice from the dice game, the one with the numbers, Master would choose the various positions. I could choose, 1, 2. or 3 rounds. I quickly eliminated only 1, and finally decided to go with 3...after all it was all leather.
The die has numbers from 1 to 25. Master was doing the rolling. First round was mostly numbers in the 20's with a different position each time. Second round also mostly high numbers, still all new positions. Third round the law of averages finally kicked in and the numbers were much smaller. In fact for the medium strap the roll was 1:) Master say my big smile, and decided i should lie back and spread my legs.....yes 1 to that sensitive area. The horse hair was also used once on my breast.....
It was then time to see, if all of me had really enjoyed my all leather play time. I had.....and it took a while, but i did get to the point of needed a permission. Master then invited me to sit on His lap. Without hesitation, i was up and being cradled. We quietly chatted and nuzzled and just enjoyed being together once again.
After I had dressed and was ready to leave I asked for permission to stop at Sub Way on my way home. I hear a 'nope'. I look up amazed....I just about never get a no to such a request. Just as I am about to open my mouth, I get invited out to lunch, to end our celebration! So much nicer than a sandwich at home!
Have a great weekend, all!
hugs abby
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Master's answer to the what if's
First I want to share some good news about my recovery. You have all been so supportive with your well wishes, they really helped...thank you!! All of my tubes and drains are gone, it feels so good to be just me. My kidneys are improving and i am starting to feel like me....my energy is slowly returning. No doctor appointments for 1 month!Master has been very supportive. Reassuring me, gentle hugs, reminding me that i am His no matter what is happening. Just being there for me, wanting to help any way He could. Life has a way of showing you how lucky you are, even when you are going through a difficult time. I have come to appreciate family, Master, friends and all of you in a new way.
Since i am feeling much better and have even been on a couple outings, Master decided yesterday would be a good day to start erasing the 'what ifs'. After some chat and lots of hugs, including some of His special 'big bear' ones, He sat, looked at me and said, "it is time". He pointed to His feet....he wanted me kneeling......and naked. I stood almost frozen. He talked quietly to me, then stopped and looked at me....His look drew me in. I knew i had to take this first step. I started to undress, His eyes never left me. He put a pillow down for me to kneel on, and helped me get into position. I was kneeling naked, and the look on my Master's face made it all OK. ( are you listening roz?).
He had me put my hands behind me, and slowly started to claim me. A couple times i started to lean away from Him, He gently pulled me back. There was a little bit of breast play, just enough to remind me that all of me is His.
He then asked me if i would be comfortable over His knees. He helped me get up and slowly get over His lap, making sure i was comfortable. He started with a light hand spanking, with lots of rubbing. I was soon relaxed and enjoying and so happy to be 'me' again. It was an all hand spanking, just enough to put a rosy glow on both of my cheeks. Master remarked that it was probably only the second time He used only His hand to spank me,,,the other being the first time He spanked me...lots of years ago. I think He was right about that....but both times, it was just what i needed.
There was some 'checking' along the way.....to see if i was responding. That was not to be.....but i do know it will come, eventually. As Master continued to hand spank, i started to feel overwhelmed....and started to cry, I think it was relief , but i could not stop. Master started to slowly rub my back and bottom and just let me cry it out. When i was done He asked me to sit on His lap...i could not. He said OK. let me know when you are ready, as He continued to rub.
Eventually i said i was ready.
He helped me up and onto His lap, cradling me so my head was on His shoulder. He held me tight, nuzzling and talking softly in to my ear. Telling me all the things i needed to hear, being sure i heard them, soon i could feel myself just melting into Him, knowing i was just where i belong, where i have longed to be.
hugs abby
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
The land of "what ifs?"
*****This post is brought to you courtesy of our friend Cat. I am using my new notebook and it would not let me post....she came to my rescue...Thanks!I
I have always considered myself a fact oriented person. Look at the facts and draw a logical conclusion. Granted, not always the right conclusion, but one based on fact. As i have grown older, i have really tried to train myself to live 'in the moment'. I tell my kids...'don't buy trouble, chances are it can find you'. It's been 7 weeks since my last surgery, a long time to have to sit around and recover, time to let past demons reappear, time to let my mind wander to the dreaded land of 'what ifs'.
It has been 7 weeks....and counting...since i have knelt, naked for Master. Way back when we were first starting our journey, i remember telling Him....'i don't do naked'. (you can all stop laughing now). At the time i meant it. I was much heavier than i am now, i had been often reminded of how un-sexy i was, and i could not imagine anyone wanting to see me naked, let alone my allowing it to happen. It took a while, but Master got me there, then to the point where i did not even try to cover up with my hands, and finally where i was actually comfortable with be naked for Him. Well, it's been 7 weeks and...i had a 12 incision which left a scar. He has seen it, he asked to, i refused, He asked again, sat back and gave that look...the one that says, i can sit here all day and wait....so He has seen the scar. But i am no spring chicken, and all my insecurities have returned along with the 'what ifs'.
It has been 7 weeks ..and counting....since i have been spanked, with the exception of some gentle taps on my pajama clad bottom. I know my tolerance will be very low, what it does not return, what if i cannot stay in place, what if i cannot 'take' a hard spanking or hard play, what if i disappoint Him?
It has been 7 weeks ...and counting...since i have cum for Him. Truthfully, the scarier part, since i have had any desire at all. I used to read your blogs or stories and have to ask for permission, i am still reading and enjoying, but not an inkling of needy a permission. Whenever i would get embarrassed at how quickly i would get wet and ready, or need a permission, Master tells me ...that is the best compliment i can give Him. What if, i can no longer give it to Him.
I can hear you all joining in one voice and telling me...give it time. I have to admit, i have given that advice out lately. But even when giving out the advice, i also know, time is not always your friend. What if this submissve can no longer submit, serve or please her Master??????
hugs abby
I have always considered myself a fact oriented person. Look at the facts and draw a logical conclusion. Granted, not always the right conclusion, but one based on fact. As i have grown older, i have really tried to train myself to live 'in the moment'. I tell my kids...'don't buy trouble, chances are it can find you'. It's been 7 weeks since my last surgery, a long time to have to sit around and recover, time to let past demons reappear, time to let my mind wander to the dreaded land of 'what ifs'.
It has been 7 weeks....and counting...since i have knelt, naked for Master. Way back when we were first starting our journey, i remember telling Him....'i don't do naked'. (you can all stop laughing now). At the time i meant it. I was much heavier than i am now, i had been often reminded of how un-sexy i was, and i could not imagine anyone wanting to see me naked, let alone my allowing it to happen. It took a while, but Master got me there, then to the point where i did not even try to cover up with my hands, and finally where i was actually comfortable with be naked for Him. Well, it's been 7 weeks and...i had a 12 incision which left a scar. He has seen it, he asked to, i refused, He asked again, sat back and gave that look...the one that says, i can sit here all day and wait....so He has seen the scar. But i am no spring chicken, and all my insecurities have returned along with the 'what ifs'.
It has been 7 weeks ..and counting....since i have been spanked, with the exception of some gentle taps on my pajama clad bottom. I know my tolerance will be very low, what it does not return, what if i cannot stay in place, what if i cannot 'take' a hard spanking or hard play, what if i disappoint Him?
It has been 7 weeks ...and counting...since i have cum for Him. Truthfully, the scarier part, since i have had any desire at all. I used to read your blogs or stories and have to ask for permission, i am still reading and enjoying, but not an inkling of needy a permission. Whenever i would get embarrassed at how quickly i would get wet and ready, or need a permission, Master tells me ...that is the best compliment i can give Him. What if, i can no longer give it to Him.
I can hear you all joining in one voice and telling me...give it time. I have to admit, i have given that advice out lately. But even when giving out the advice, i also know, time is not always your friend. What if this submissve can no longer submit, serve or please her Master??????
hugs abby
Saturday, October 19, 2013
returning to blog land with a meme
First and most importantly.....THANK YOU all for the support and prayers, good vibes, healing thoughts....all of it. You will never know how much it helped get through some unexpectedly rough weeks. This blogging community is an amazing, caring group.
I never expected to be away for this long. It's been almost 2 months. It's been 2 long, torturous months, but i am finally starting to feel like 'me'. As some of you know, nothing has gone as expected. I would take one step forward...and get hit with the unexpected and be several steps behind. My latest hurdle was the possibility of kidney failure, but we seem to have that turned around. I still have some tests and doc visits this coming week, hopefully all of that will soon be behind me.
I had reached the point of questioning if i would continue to blog. It has been so long, and i just was not sure if i should just say good by to all of you. But i would miss you all too much, and Fiona gave me a 'gentle' shove to complete this meme...so here i am.
The phone rings. Who do you want it to be?
"Hello grandma" are the opening words i love to hear.
When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart?
Always!
In a social setting, are you more of a talker or a listener?
Depends, in a group friends, a talkier, a group that i am new to much more of a listener.
Do you take compliments well?
Not usually, i am trying to learn to just say thank you and not question their judgement.
Are you an active person?
LOL...active as in physical activity....well the past 2 months not at all, usually i at least try.
If abandoned alone in the wilderness, do you survive?
No way...
Did you ever go to camp as a kid?
Yes, for many summers, it was a blast.
What was your favorite game as a kid?
I grew up in a neighborhood full of kids....hide and seek, was a favorite, til the lights went on and we all had to scurry home.
Are you judgmental?
The older i get, very much less so.....
Do you like to pursue or be pursued?
Hmmmm, in college....both.....now the latter.
Use three words to describe yourself.
Caring, creative, reliable
If you had to choose, would you rather be deaf or blind?
I would choose deaf, in a heartbeat.
Are you continuing your education?
Yes, thanks to my very smart grand children!
Do you know how to shoot a gun?
No.
How often do you read books?
Mostly every day.
Do you think more about the past, present or future?
The present, i am learning to 'enjoy the moments', they pass too quickly.
What is your favorite children's book?
When i was growing up it was the Cherry Ames RN series, i would devour an entire book in one day.
Where is your ideal house located?
I love being near the water, ocean first preference, lake second.
Boxers, briefs, thongs, panties or grannies?
Until Master stepped in 'grannie panties', now still panties, but prettier.
Last person you talked to?
my daughter
Have you ever taken pictures in a photo booth?
Yes...with my grand daughters...they loved it....
What are your keys on your keychain for?
House, Car
Where was the furthest place you traveled today?
LOL,,,,up the stairs.
Where is your current pain?
Occasionally on my side, where my tubing still is.
Do you like mustard?
Honey mustard is yummy.
Do you prefer to sleep or eat?
The past 2 months its been sleep, but usually it all depends on what is what's cooking.
,Do you look like your mom or dad?
Both , i think.
How long does it take you in the shower?
I have always considered a long hot shower a luxury, so when i can as long as the hot water lasts.
What movie do you want to see right now?
Oh, i am not even sure what is out there.
What did you do for New Year's?
Stayed in and watched the clock tick down.
What was the cause of your last accident?
Tripping over an uneven sidewalk.
Sorry about the different colors and fonts, laptop seems to have a mind of its own lately.
hugs abby
I never expected to be away for this long. It's been almost 2 months. It's been 2 long, torturous months, but i am finally starting to feel like 'me'. As some of you know, nothing has gone as expected. I would take one step forward...and get hit with the unexpected and be several steps behind. My latest hurdle was the possibility of kidney failure, but we seem to have that turned around. I still have some tests and doc visits this coming week, hopefully all of that will soon be behind me.
I had reached the point of questioning if i would continue to blog. It has been so long, and i just was not sure if i should just say good by to all of you. But i would miss you all too much, and Fiona gave me a 'gentle' shove to complete this meme...so here i am.
The phone rings. Who do you want it to be?
"Hello grandma" are the opening words i love to hear.
When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart?
Always!
In a social setting, are you more of a talker or a listener?
Depends, in a group friends, a talkier, a group that i am new to much more of a listener.
Do you take compliments well?
Not usually, i am trying to learn to just say thank you and not question their judgement.
Are you an active person?
LOL...active as in physical activity....well the past 2 months not at all, usually i at least try.
If abandoned alone in the wilderness, do you survive?
No way...
Did you ever go to camp as a kid?
Yes, for many summers, it was a blast.
What was your favorite game as a kid?
I grew up in a neighborhood full of kids....hide and seek, was a favorite, til the lights went on and we all had to scurry home.
Are you judgmental?
The older i get, very much less so.....
Do you like to pursue or be pursued?
Hmmmm, in college....both.....now the latter.
Use three words to describe yourself.
Caring, creative, reliable
If you had to choose, would you rather be deaf or blind?
I would choose deaf, in a heartbeat.
Are you continuing your education?
Yes, thanks to my very smart grand children!
Do you know how to shoot a gun?
No.
How often do you read books?
Mostly every day.
Do you think more about the past, present or future?
The present, i am learning to 'enjoy the moments', they pass too quickly.
What is your favorite children's book?
When i was growing up it was the Cherry Ames RN series, i would devour an entire book in one day.
Where is your ideal house located?
I love being near the water, ocean first preference, lake second.
Boxers, briefs, thongs, panties or grannies?
Until Master stepped in 'grannie panties', now still panties, but prettier.
Last person you talked to?
my daughter
Have you ever taken pictures in a photo booth?
Yes...with my grand daughters...they loved it....
What are your keys on your keychain for?
House, Car
Where was the furthest place you traveled today?
LOL,,,,up the stairs.
Where is your current pain?
Occasionally on my side, where my tubing still is.
Do you like mustard?
Honey mustard is yummy.
Do you prefer to sleep or eat?
The past 2 months its been sleep, but usually it all depends on what is what's cooking.
,Do you look like your mom or dad?
Both , i think.
How long does it take you in the shower?
I have always considered a long hot shower a luxury, so when i can as long as the hot water lasts.
What movie do you want to see right now?
Oh, i am not even sure what is out there.
What did you do for New Year's?
Stayed in and watched the clock tick down.
What was the cause of your last accident?
Tripping over an uneven sidewalk.
Sorry about the different colors and fonts, laptop seems to have a mind of its own lately.
hugs abby
Sunday, September 15, 2013
I am finally...sort of...back
First of all...a great big....THANK YOU ALL....for the prayers , good wishes, bubbles..whatever.
Things did not go quite as planned.....3 hour surgery turned out to be 5, with complications. Another 8 day hospital stay. I am home, but far from recovered, my daughter is learning far more that she ever wanted about yucky medical things like drains and dressings. My son flew in last weekend, my oldest daughter has been here for the past few days, and my sister arrives tomorrow to help out this week.
It will be a long time before you are reading about any thing kinky or sexy or spanking related here. I do play on maybe weekly postings, and I will be catching up with all of you...my wonderful blogging friends. I am counting on all of you to keep life interesting for me. Thanks again for all of your support.
hugs abby
Things did not go quite as planned.....3 hour surgery turned out to be 5, with complications. Another 8 day hospital stay. I am home, but far from recovered, my daughter is learning far more that she ever wanted about yucky medical things like drains and dressings. My son flew in last weekend, my oldest daughter has been here for the past few days, and my sister arrives tomorrow to help out this week.
It will be a long time before you are reading about any thing kinky or sexy or spanking related here. I do play on maybe weekly postings, and I will be catching up with all of you...my wonderful blogging friends. I am counting on all of you to keep life interesting for me. Thanks again for all of your support.
hugs abby
Sunday, September 1, 2013
A...hopefully short...medical leave.
Then time is almost here...Tuesday morning i leave bright and early...well at least early..for my second surgery. The doctor is confident and has a plan....i am trying to be confident and positive.
Doc said to plan on 7 days in the hospital before all my parts are working well enough so I can recuperate at home. I am really hoping for a smoother, faster recovery than last time.
What ever it is you send...karma, bubbles, good thought or prayers, i am accepting all of it..
I will post again as soon as i can to let you all know how i am doing.
hugs abby
Doc said to plan on 7 days in the hospital before all my parts are working well enough so I can recuperate at home. I am really hoping for a smoother, faster recovery than last time.
What ever it is you send...karma, bubbles, good thought or prayers, i am accepting all of it..
I will post again as soon as i can to let you all know how i am doing.
hugs abby
Friday, August 30, 2013
The dice game....Master style!
Nothing is better than when I call Master to remind Him that it is lunch time...and I hear...lunch???, I am thinking it is play time! Also, as He reminded me..I have a baseball bet to pay off.
Yes, sadly my boys let me down last weekend. The Sox lost the series to the Yanks...I had put up a play session with the spanko dice game that we have, He put up all wood session...Yesterday I was given the task of recording the scores of each of the games in the series. When I looked them up, they were a lot of runs scored..ut oh.
When I walked in today, I saw 4 paddles in a line on the ottoman...small hairbrush paddle, a medium wooden paddle with holes, a larger heavier one, and the Winnie the Pooh paddle.
The middle two made me groan, and Master chuckle.
After lots of hugs ( I had a bad day yesterday, over thinking my future surgery) Master had me kneeling, as He both claimed and calmed me. He decided we would blend my dice game hope with His winning all wood session. The man is creative! There are 3 dice in the dice game, one that has numbers from 1--30, one that has maybe 12 different positions, we would use each of those....the one we did not use has different 'toys' on the facets. We would be using the four paddles.
As Master kindly gave me a hand warm-up, He explained the 'rules'. Since the Yanks scored 14 more runs that the Sox I would roll the dice 14 times. That would decide the number of swats and the position. The paddles would be used in the order that were placed on the ottoman. At this point the hand warm-up stops and He concentrates on how wet He can get me...He continues, that since He is feeling generous He will give me 2 passes, where I can skip that roll of dice...so I will get spanked 12 times. He warns me not to use up my passes too quickly, since I may regret that at the end. And just to make it more interesting,,,,on my passes, He will play with my pussy until I am on the edge of cumming before we continue. Do you have all that...He is an engineer..what can I say??
The game starts, the spanking gods are with me on my first four rolls...I get a 4 with the heaviest paddle and a 12 for the paddle with holes...the largest number was 20. I am grinning, Master is shaking His head. On the second round I roll a 29 for the paddle with holes, I pass. Mater reminds me it is early, but that is a lot with a paddle that is very ouchy. So He get to see how close to cumming He can get me...very close. When I roll for the heavy paddle, I heave a sigh of relief...2 :), I don't to use my second pass!!!
Round three and I use my last pass on the 29 with the heavy paddle...I have chosen wisely;). I am back over Master's lap, and I am dripping...the last 3 rolls are all in the teens, my bottom is read and sore....but it could have been so much worse!!!! After the last roll and spanking, Master tells me to kneel and show Him how much fun I had....He remarks how enthusiastic I have become to pleasing Him....I have grown to love it....
Then I am back over Master's lap, where I am so wet, He decides that most of His fist will be used.....the timing is good, I am relaxed and wet, and I am soon, shaking and moaning, and needing permissions. As I come back to the real world Master is rubbing and talking softly and telling me how proud He is of me. How far I have come, in so many ways, and how much further He plans on taking me.
The Sox and the Yanks get another go at it before the season is over....Master says if my boys do not let me down again....we can play the dice game with an all leather theme....now that is something to look forward to!!!
Have a great last weekend of summer....
hugs abby
Yes, sadly my boys let me down last weekend. The Sox lost the series to the Yanks...I had put up a play session with the spanko dice game that we have, He put up all wood session...Yesterday I was given the task of recording the scores of each of the games in the series. When I looked them up, they were a lot of runs scored..ut oh.
When I walked in today, I saw 4 paddles in a line on the ottoman...small hairbrush paddle, a medium wooden paddle with holes, a larger heavier one, and the Winnie the Pooh paddle.
The middle two made me groan, and Master chuckle.
After lots of hugs ( I had a bad day yesterday, over thinking my future surgery) Master had me kneeling, as He both claimed and calmed me. He decided we would blend my dice game hope with His winning all wood session. The man is creative! There are 3 dice in the dice game, one that has numbers from 1--30, one that has maybe 12 different positions, we would use each of those....the one we did not use has different 'toys' on the facets. We would be using the four paddles.
As Master kindly gave me a hand warm-up, He explained the 'rules'. Since the Yanks scored 14 more runs that the Sox I would roll the dice 14 times. That would decide the number of swats and the position. The paddles would be used in the order that were placed on the ottoman. At this point the hand warm-up stops and He concentrates on how wet He can get me...He continues, that since He is feeling generous He will give me 2 passes, where I can skip that roll of dice...so I will get spanked 12 times. He warns me not to use up my passes too quickly, since I may regret that at the end. And just to make it more interesting,,,,on my passes, He will play with my pussy until I am on the edge of cumming before we continue. Do you have all that...He is an engineer..what can I say??
The game starts, the spanking gods are with me on my first four rolls...I get a 4 with the heaviest paddle and a 12 for the paddle with holes...the largest number was 20. I am grinning, Master is shaking His head. On the second round I roll a 29 for the paddle with holes, I pass. Mater reminds me it is early, but that is a lot with a paddle that is very ouchy. So He get to see how close to cumming He can get me...very close. When I roll for the heavy paddle, I heave a sigh of relief...2 :), I don't to use my second pass!!!
Round three and I use my last pass on the 29 with the heavy paddle...I have chosen wisely;). I am back over Master's lap, and I am dripping...the last 3 rolls are all in the teens, my bottom is read and sore....but it could have been so much worse!!!! After the last roll and spanking, Master tells me to kneel and show Him how much fun I had....He remarks how enthusiastic I have become to pleasing Him....I have grown to love it....
Then I am back over Master's lap, where I am so wet, He decides that most of His fist will be used.....the timing is good, I am relaxed and wet, and I am soon, shaking and moaning, and needing permissions. As I come back to the real world Master is rubbing and talking softly and telling me how proud He is of me. How far I have come, in so many ways, and how much further He plans on taking me.
The Sox and the Yanks get another go at it before the season is over....Master says if my boys do not let me down again....we can play the dice game with an all leather theme....now that is something to look forward to!!!
Have a great last weekend of summer....
hugs abby
Monday, August 26, 2013
Connected!
Master and i had lunch time together today, only we forgot to eat...LOL!
I always worry when i have been away for a while that it will be awkward or difficult to get back to where we were....foolish me, all it takes is one of His big bear hugs and to see the happy grin on His face...and i know i am back where i belong.
We both agreed that 3 weeks is way too long, although it seemed like a good plan at the time. We both said at the same time, that after 2 weeks it is just too long even though we do stay in daily contact. My hat is off to those of you who are in long distance relationships, it is so hard.
I bought a gift for Master, when my sister and I were exploring shops. They had paddle ball games...in the colors of the baseball teams, and their logos on the paddle. I hesitated, they were not the light wood ones, but more like a polished lexan...so I knew it would pack a sting.
Then I had to decide...Red Sox or Yankee's....since it was a gift for Master I decided Yankee. He loves it ( of course)...I told Him He could only use it when the Yanks lost to the Sox....you can guess what He used for maintenance today.
Then I was cuffed, kneeling, and being re-claimed. I was ( mostly) good and Master was pleased. Then i climbed over His lap, my favorite place to be. Master said, "we have 3 weeks of maintenance to make up for",...I quickly reminded Him of the 4 days of maintenance before I left....He sort of remembered.
Since it has been 3 weeks, Master started off with a long hand spanking, with lots of rubbing, i was so relaxed and content, i was melting into His lap. Then i feel the sting of Master's new paddle, He did start of fairly lightly, but increased the sting with each set. Master then announced that it is time for maintenance, i reply that i thought that is what He had been up to....but He tucks me in, and reminds me that maintenance is a hard spanking to remind me that i do not want a harder one.
When He is done, He tells me to get up and walk to the sliding glass door. I hesitate, He tells me to walk....i do, slowly...and tells me to face the outside (it is a back yard surrounded mostly by bushes). but this is something new. He tells me to squish my breast against the glass, put my hands behind me and stay still. He then asks me if i remember the text He went me about the ocean and my boob. Ut oh,,,I do. Master will often send me a quick task when I am away, sometimes it is to send Him a picture, or collect a shell on the beach or...this time I got a text saying to flash a boob to the ocean. I sent Him a....You are funny! LOL...reply, and heard nothing. I had forgotten the whole thing til I was against that glass. He reminded me that the reply He always wants is...Yes Sir. He knows He is pushing me into a new place, and He will continue to push.....do I understand...I do.
Then i get to show Master how much i missed Him...His taste and musky scent...I am licking and sucking and groaning...and getting so wet!
Then Master concentrates on me....I would attempt to describe my reaction, but it is a big blur....a magnificent welcome home...the kind where i wonder who that girl was, and how does He do that to me....it was....over whelming to say the least.
This man that i call Master, has helped me to see a me what i never thought possible, a me that i had buried deep, and protected with heavy walls that were supposed to be permanent. IT did not happen overnight, or even over a couple of years....but He never gave up, He made me believe, He helped me to trust......He led me to finally finding and accepting me...
hugs abby
I always worry when i have been away for a while that it will be awkward or difficult to get back to where we were....foolish me, all it takes is one of His big bear hugs and to see the happy grin on His face...and i know i am back where i belong.
We both agreed that 3 weeks is way too long, although it seemed like a good plan at the time. We both said at the same time, that after 2 weeks it is just too long even though we do stay in daily contact. My hat is off to those of you who are in long distance relationships, it is so hard.
I bought a gift for Master, when my sister and I were exploring shops. They had paddle ball games...in the colors of the baseball teams, and their logos on the paddle. I hesitated, they were not the light wood ones, but more like a polished lexan...so I knew it would pack a sting.
Then I had to decide...Red Sox or Yankee's....since it was a gift for Master I decided Yankee. He loves it ( of course)...I told Him He could only use it when the Yanks lost to the Sox....you can guess what He used for maintenance today.
Then I was cuffed, kneeling, and being re-claimed. I was ( mostly) good and Master was pleased. Then i climbed over His lap, my favorite place to be. Master said, "we have 3 weeks of maintenance to make up for",...I quickly reminded Him of the 4 days of maintenance before I left....He sort of remembered.
Since it has been 3 weeks, Master started off with a long hand spanking, with lots of rubbing, i was so relaxed and content, i was melting into His lap. Then i feel the sting of Master's new paddle, He did start of fairly lightly, but increased the sting with each set. Master then announced that it is time for maintenance, i reply that i thought that is what He had been up to....but He tucks me in, and reminds me that maintenance is a hard spanking to remind me that i do not want a harder one.
When He is done, He tells me to get up and walk to the sliding glass door. I hesitate, He tells me to walk....i do, slowly...and tells me to face the outside (it is a back yard surrounded mostly by bushes). but this is something new. He tells me to squish my breast against the glass, put my hands behind me and stay still. He then asks me if i remember the text He went me about the ocean and my boob. Ut oh,,,I do. Master will often send me a quick task when I am away, sometimes it is to send Him a picture, or collect a shell on the beach or...this time I got a text saying to flash a boob to the ocean. I sent Him a....You are funny! LOL...reply, and heard nothing. I had forgotten the whole thing til I was against that glass. He reminded me that the reply He always wants is...Yes Sir. He knows He is pushing me into a new place, and He will continue to push.....do I understand...I do.
Then i get to show Master how much i missed Him...His taste and musky scent...I am licking and sucking and groaning...and getting so wet!
Then Master concentrates on me....I would attempt to describe my reaction, but it is a big blur....a magnificent welcome home...the kind where i wonder who that girl was, and how does He do that to me....it was....over whelming to say the least.
This man that i call Master, has helped me to see a me what i never thought possible, a me that i had buried deep, and protected with heavy walls that were supposed to be permanent. IT did not happen overnight, or even over a couple of years....but He never gave up, He made me believe, He helped me to trust......He led me to finally finding and accepting me...
hugs abby
Sunday, August 25, 2013
A quick hello..I am back!
I should be unpacking, getting some laundry done, paying bills...etc. But I missed you all, so I am taking a minute to say hello, i have returned from my extended vacation.
My 'sisters vacation' started off great, then I got sick....all nite in the bathroom sick, and not from any fun stuff....big YUCK!! We had a family BBQ the day before i left, and just about everyone there got this 24 hour bug. It was not food poisoning since some got it after a day, and some after a week. My sister and I enjoyed our time together, and hope to do it again!
My time with my mom was bittersweet. She is getting frailer, but still has some spunk. WE talked a lot, looked at old ...and new pictures....and took a few outings to see people she has not seen in a while. When my 4 grands arrived they all had great big hugs for 'grand-memere', and the smile on her face matched theirs.
The last 10 days were spent with my kids and grands. The weather was great, so we had lots of beach time, introduced the two 'older' girls to the fun of a camping overnight, had a birthday party at an amusement/water park, went to a zoo, ate lots of delicious seafood...and made lots of long lasting memories. We are a fortunate family.
The only downside, its been a long three weeks missing Master. We have been in touch constantly, and i managed to mostly stay on His good girl list.
I hope to catch up with all of you over the next couple days...it is good to be back!
hugs abby
My 'sisters vacation' started off great, then I got sick....all nite in the bathroom sick, and not from any fun stuff....big YUCK!! We had a family BBQ the day before i left, and just about everyone there got this 24 hour bug. It was not food poisoning since some got it after a day, and some after a week. My sister and I enjoyed our time together, and hope to do it again!
My time with my mom was bittersweet. She is getting frailer, but still has some spunk. WE talked a lot, looked at old ...and new pictures....and took a few outings to see people she has not seen in a while. When my 4 grands arrived they all had great big hugs for 'grand-memere', and the smile on her face matched theirs.
The last 10 days were spent with my kids and grands. The weather was great, so we had lots of beach time, introduced the two 'older' girls to the fun of a camping overnight, had a birthday party at an amusement/water park, went to a zoo, ate lots of delicious seafood...and made lots of long lasting memories. We are a fortunate family.
The only downside, its been a long three weeks missing Master. We have been in touch constantly, and i managed to mostly stay on His good girl list.
I hope to catch up with all of you over the next couple days...it is good to be back!
hugs abby
Friday, August 2, 2013
A month's worth of maintenance...
I have survived...altho i am sitting on a sore bottom (a nice kind of sore)...getting a maintenance spanking 4 days in a row...and that is a record of days in a row spanked!
The first three days all followed the same formula....100 with the little, but heavy, green paddle, in sets of 20...the last 20 being the hardest. Yes the effect was cumulative, but i was not dreading each day, i knew Master was doing this for me. ( and we did manage some permissions after each session:).
Today started with one of Master's lectures...on ways to stay on track while you are away...and the consequences of not doing so. He informed me that if i owe Him a tax, it will be a basement event. I argued that was not the original plan...you can all guess how far i got..yeah.
Today's maintenance was in sets of 10...very hard ones. I had to thank Him after each one for a couple sets, then after each set. After 90, i was told to get on my knees, so i remember my Master's scent and taste....Then it was back over His lap for the last 10...the hardest of all week. Master wants me to recall all of my spankings this week, use the memory to help keep my 'voices' at bay....they seem to like to travel with me.
I am determined to not disappoint Master,,,He deserves my best. So I do have a plan, and it includes returning with my good girl status still intact.
I leave tomorrow for a day at my daughters, then on Sunday i meet up with my sister. We have been talking about this trip for 2 years, and then complications set in , and until last week we were not sure we could make it work. But we were very determined, and plan on a great time..we rarely get just 'us' time. Then i will go stay with my son's family, then off for some time with my mom before we all meet up for the 4 generation week at the beach. I will be away for 3 weeks, i plan on checking in on all of you occasionally, and hope to get a couple quick posts done as i change locations.
hugs abby
The first three days all followed the same formula....100 with the little, but heavy, green paddle, in sets of 20...the last 20 being the hardest. Yes the effect was cumulative, but i was not dreading each day, i knew Master was doing this for me. ( and we did manage some permissions after each session:).
Today started with one of Master's lectures...on ways to stay on track while you are away...and the consequences of not doing so. He informed me that if i owe Him a tax, it will be a basement event. I argued that was not the original plan...you can all guess how far i got..yeah.
Today's maintenance was in sets of 10...very hard ones. I had to thank Him after each one for a couple sets, then after each set. After 90, i was told to get on my knees, so i remember my Master's scent and taste....Then it was back over His lap for the last 10...the hardest of all week. Master wants me to recall all of my spankings this week, use the memory to help keep my 'voices' at bay....they seem to like to travel with me.
I am determined to not disappoint Master,,,He deserves my best. So I do have a plan, and it includes returning with my good girl status still intact.
I leave tomorrow for a day at my daughters, then on Sunday i meet up with my sister. We have been talking about this trip for 2 years, and then complications set in , and until last week we were not sure we could make it work. But we were very determined, and plan on a great time..we rarely get just 'us' time. Then i will go stay with my son's family, then off for some time with my mom before we all meet up for the 4 generation week at the beach. I will be away for 3 weeks, i plan on checking in on all of you occasionally, and hope to get a couple quick posts done as i change locations.
hugs abby
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Maintenance and a 'tax free' trip!
Maintenance was moved to Tuesday this week. So i guess it was M/T day,,,just doesn't have the same ring as M/M.
I went to Master this morning, thinking it would be good to get it over with....i was in for a surprise. We did the usual, kneeling and claiming time, then over His knee for a hand warm-up, then a hard paddling....it seemed to last a long time...at least from my perspective! He slowed down for the last 20, and made sure I would remember them. Just as I am thinking, glad that is over, Master announces, you will be getting that same spanking every day this week.
I look at Him to see if maybe He is laughing at His little joke...he is not. He adds, I am sure they will be cumulative and the ache will last a while. So while you are away, you will remember that you are not missing maintenance, it just happened early. I am sure you will be thinking of me on your drive Saturday.
Yes, i am getting ready to go on an extended trip. As those of you who have been reading here for a while know, I am 'taxed' on my trips lasting longer than a week. My grandchildren are in 2 different states, and i had developed the habit of visiting them for 2/3 weeks at a time. Master understood the need for my 'grandma time', but he also knew that I returned, less submissive, my head in a totally different place....there were even times, i totally gave up on most of my rules. It was not good for us.
So Master decided that i would get 1 week (10 days actually) tax free, the second week there would be a tax of 3 swats for every day i was gone...5 swats a day for the third week, if there ever was a fourth week 10 a day. I was not all that pleased, but i did trust that He was doing it for us.
Since the imposition of the tax, I have had to pay up only once, and i believe it was 15 swats. I have stayed withing the trip minimum, and honestly it has worked out fine.
This year has been one of those years ...i had to cancel 2 trips to see my mom because of family emergencies, i had unexpected surgery in April and another second surgery planned for the beginning of September.
My sister and I have been planning on a 'sister only' trip for the beginning of August for a year now. We did one 3 years ago for my birthday and it was terrific. This one is for her birthday and she wants to go to Atlantic City....the trip is a go, and we will be there for 4 days next week. We are so excited, i have several surprises planned for her, It is a special blessing to have a sister who is also a best friend
I was thinking and wanted to stop and see my son on my way home...and that i really also should spend some time with my mom after that. The third week is August is the yearly 4 generation time at the beach. So when i talked over my plans with Master, He understood my reasoning...that is when I asked for it to be a tax free trip.
He agreed BUT....i expected some kind of but...i had to be sure to keep up with all of my rules and His expectations EVERY SINGLE DAY....if i do not, the trip will be taxed at the regular rate. Knowing that He only wants what is best for us, i agreed.
All of this to explain why Master has decided that i will be getting a maintenance spanking every day this week. I am not excited at the prospect, it will be a first, spankings 4 days in a row.....so stay tuned....i will keep you posted on how me and my bottom are faring.
hugs abby
I went to Master this morning, thinking it would be good to get it over with....i was in for a surprise. We did the usual, kneeling and claiming time, then over His knee for a hand warm-up, then a hard paddling....it seemed to last a long time...at least from my perspective! He slowed down for the last 20, and made sure I would remember them. Just as I am thinking, glad that is over, Master announces, you will be getting that same spanking every day this week.
I look at Him to see if maybe He is laughing at His little joke...he is not. He adds, I am sure they will be cumulative and the ache will last a while. So while you are away, you will remember that you are not missing maintenance, it just happened early. I am sure you will be thinking of me on your drive Saturday.
Yes, i am getting ready to go on an extended trip. As those of you who have been reading here for a while know, I am 'taxed' on my trips lasting longer than a week. My grandchildren are in 2 different states, and i had developed the habit of visiting them for 2/3 weeks at a time. Master understood the need for my 'grandma time', but he also knew that I returned, less submissive, my head in a totally different place....there were even times, i totally gave up on most of my rules. It was not good for us.
So Master decided that i would get 1 week (10 days actually) tax free, the second week there would be a tax of 3 swats for every day i was gone...5 swats a day for the third week, if there ever was a fourth week 10 a day. I was not all that pleased, but i did trust that He was doing it for us.
Since the imposition of the tax, I have had to pay up only once, and i believe it was 15 swats. I have stayed withing the trip minimum, and honestly it has worked out fine.
This year has been one of those years ...i had to cancel 2 trips to see my mom because of family emergencies, i had unexpected surgery in April and another second surgery planned for the beginning of September.
My sister and I have been planning on a 'sister only' trip for the beginning of August for a year now. We did one 3 years ago for my birthday and it was terrific. This one is for her birthday and she wants to go to Atlantic City....the trip is a go, and we will be there for 4 days next week. We are so excited, i have several surprises planned for her, It is a special blessing to have a sister who is also a best friend
I was thinking and wanted to stop and see my son on my way home...and that i really also should spend some time with my mom after that. The third week is August is the yearly 4 generation time at the beach. So when i talked over my plans with Master, He understood my reasoning...that is when I asked for it to be a tax free trip.
He agreed BUT....i expected some kind of but...i had to be sure to keep up with all of my rules and His expectations EVERY SINGLE DAY....if i do not, the trip will be taxed at the regular rate. Knowing that He only wants what is best for us, i agreed.
All of this to explain why Master has decided that i will be getting a maintenance spanking every day this week. I am not excited at the prospect, it will be a first, spankings 4 days in a row.....so stay tuned....i will keep you posted on how me and my bottom are faring.
hugs abby
Friday, July 26, 2013
Filled to the max*
*that is my title..Master's idea was all orifices filled
So, you have some idea on how i spent my afternoon...:), let's start at the beginning...
When Master and i were chatting earlier this week, He mentioned that as long as i was not in trouble, I should feel free to make suggestions, as to what i would like....I commented that there were toys that we had not used in a long time...like the tawse.
Today my weight in was minus 1 pound...1/2 more and i am back at my goal...just in time to go on vacation. Master was very pleased and asked if i had a request. I replied it has been a long time since i have been tied, and unable to move, and of course that tawse is still calling my name. Master chuckled and said,,,we will see...
This afternoon, i go to Him, He is in the living room, and see, rope, kind of draped over a big over stuffed chair. He is watching, so i try not to react. He tells me to get naked while He finishes getting ready, and to get my cuffs out. He puts both sets on my and I kneel for Him.
He claims me and says He decided against using the bed, wanting to try something new.
He tells me to kneel on the seat of the chair, facing the back, let my breast hand over the top of the back of the chair and let my arms hand down. My legs are spread as far as the chair allows. He proceeds to tie me very securely, i will not be wriggling much. ( i actually feel there is security in that). I get a quick hand spanking, and then it is tawse time. It has a harder sting that i remembered, but it has been a while. After a short session with it, Master 'checks' to see if i am enjoying myself. He is impressed with how wet i am , and how my clit is responding. He walks to see my face, and notices that even my nipples are hard....that calls for some pulling and licking on His part.
Master then pulls out a small leather strap. It is luscious, feels so good, i am hoping for a long session with it...i get a medium one, and start to worry about dripping on the chair. Master then announces that He wants to use His single tail whip. It is not my favorite, so i take a deep breath and say ....Yes Sir! He starts of slowly and light..for Him...and I am amazed at how good it feels..i am enjoying. I am told to tell Him when He gets to 25 so He can switch sides. I do, He does and i settle in for another 25. I then ask Master to count the last 2 sets...He does..and these get increasingly harder, but I see to be able to go with them. The last 10 of the 100 are very hard,,,. i wonder if He is cutting skin, hard, and i become very vocal...which pleases Him.
Master takes a series of pictures..He might post one here, but i don't see it yet, and i marvel at the pink, then red, then deep red ..along with the symmetrical design on my back.
Master then wants me to show Him how much i am enjoying myself and stands before me...only i cannot reach. He has that figured out...brings in a bucket, stands on it,,,,perfect level for me to reach in, and get His scent, His smell, and show Him my thanks. He stops me and says He wants to fill all my holes. I am not sure I heard correctly..we have never done this before.
He is searching thru my bag for the lube and toys.....He starts with the medium bottom toy, i am relaxed, so with a last push it enters. Master then gets the large dildo and brings it to my mouth, telling me to get it good and wet, because it is next. He is soon inserting it, and turning it on, he puts a little pillow under it so it stays in place. Before Master even has a chance to get in place in front of me, I am squirming and panting. I am soon on stimulus overload, and am just reacting....I do know i came hard and several times....but it is a blur.
As i am recovering, Master is removing the toys, and engulfing me in one of His special bear hugs.
It was a memorable afternoon, Master has reached inside me, and pulled out a fantasy...the real thing was much better than the fantay!
Have a good weekend all...
hugs abby
So, you have some idea on how i spent my afternoon...:), let's start at the beginning...
When Master and i were chatting earlier this week, He mentioned that as long as i was not in trouble, I should feel free to make suggestions, as to what i would like....I commented that there were toys that we had not used in a long time...like the tawse.
Today my weight in was minus 1 pound...1/2 more and i am back at my goal...just in time to go on vacation. Master was very pleased and asked if i had a request. I replied it has been a long time since i have been tied, and unable to move, and of course that tawse is still calling my name. Master chuckled and said,,,we will see...
This afternoon, i go to Him, He is in the living room, and see, rope, kind of draped over a big over stuffed chair. He is watching, so i try not to react. He tells me to get naked while He finishes getting ready, and to get my cuffs out. He puts both sets on my and I kneel for Him.
He claims me and says He decided against using the bed, wanting to try something new.
He tells me to kneel on the seat of the chair, facing the back, let my breast hand over the top of the back of the chair and let my arms hand down. My legs are spread as far as the chair allows. He proceeds to tie me very securely, i will not be wriggling much. ( i actually feel there is security in that). I get a quick hand spanking, and then it is tawse time. It has a harder sting that i remembered, but it has been a while. After a short session with it, Master 'checks' to see if i am enjoying myself. He is impressed with how wet i am , and how my clit is responding. He walks to see my face, and notices that even my nipples are hard....that calls for some pulling and licking on His part.
Master then pulls out a small leather strap. It is luscious, feels so good, i am hoping for a long session with it...i get a medium one, and start to worry about dripping on the chair. Master then announces that He wants to use His single tail whip. It is not my favorite, so i take a deep breath and say ....Yes Sir! He starts of slowly and light..for Him...and I am amazed at how good it feels..i am enjoying. I am told to tell Him when He gets to 25 so He can switch sides. I do, He does and i settle in for another 25. I then ask Master to count the last 2 sets...He does..and these get increasingly harder, but I see to be able to go with them. The last 10 of the 100 are very hard,,,. i wonder if He is cutting skin, hard, and i become very vocal...which pleases Him.
Master takes a series of pictures..He might post one here, but i don't see it yet, and i marvel at the pink, then red, then deep red ..along with the symmetrical design on my back.
Master then wants me to show Him how much i am enjoying myself and stands before me...only i cannot reach. He has that figured out...brings in a bucket, stands on it,,,,perfect level for me to reach in, and get His scent, His smell, and show Him my thanks. He stops me and says He wants to fill all my holes. I am not sure I heard correctly..we have never done this before.
He is searching thru my bag for the lube and toys.....He starts with the medium bottom toy, i am relaxed, so with a last push it enters. Master then gets the large dildo and brings it to my mouth, telling me to get it good and wet, because it is next. He is soon inserting it, and turning it on, he puts a little pillow under it so it stays in place. Before Master even has a chance to get in place in front of me, I am squirming and panting. I am soon on stimulus overload, and am just reacting....I do know i came hard and several times....but it is a blur.
As i am recovering, Master is removing the toys, and engulfing me in one of His special bear hugs.
It was a memorable afternoon, Master has reached inside me, and pulled out a fantasy...the real thing was much better than the fantay!
Have a good weekend all...
hugs abby
Monday, July 22, 2013
A Triple spanking day......
Yes, there were 3 different kinds of spankings administered today.....all to the same person!
When I walked into Master's there were 3 'toys' waiting.....
I chose to ignore them, and after hugs and chat, went to kneel for Him. This always seems to be 'breast play' time. Today was no exception, except, the so called play was harder than normal. He was pulling and pinching, and twisting, and I was squirming. He asked if it hurt, i nicely said Yes Sir...His solution was to lick and suck the pain away....i was soon squirming for another reason. Of course, no playing favorites, what happens on the left side, must also happen on the right. By the end of my kneeling time, i was dripping.
Then it was over Master's lap for the first spanking, Monday's maintenance. He used the small, but heavy paddle, and nicely gave me a hand warm-up first. Round one was a long paddling, reminding me about the reason for maintenance. Then the tuck in, and round two for a much harder paddling. I was ouching and owing, but stayed in place until He was finished..not nearly soon enough for me.
Master then let me choose what spanking i would get next. I chose the punishment one...yeah , my halo fell off. He had chosen a medium type, heave paddle. I had one of those "DUH" mornings. First, Master and I were texting about plans, and I sent Him an OK for an answer. His next text is.....Yes Sir!!!..oops, I have gotten into trouble for the OK before, He really does not like it. I sent a sorry;,.Yes Sir. He next sent... remind me later that you are forgetting your Sirs.....UGH. Then later, after lunch time, i get a text...i am late eating lunch, i did not get a reminder. OOPS...for the first time, i had just totally forgotten. There have been times, when I am late, but this was way past late, and I never gave it a thought. So, a punishment spanking. It was not a major spanking, but I stood and bent over a cat tower (that is a first)...and Master gave me 3 for the Sir, and 2 for forgetting to remind Him about lunch. I was also warned, that spanking twice for the same offense, ups the number and the hardness of the spanks.
Lastly...saving the best for last...the Sox and the Yanks played this weekend. If you have been reading here during the baseball season, you know....I am a die hard Sox fan, and Master....well He can't be right on everything....He is a Yankee's man. We often bet on the outcome of a game or series.....My boys came through for me..although it took extra innings, and I earned a flogging;) :):) Since the score was 8 to 7...Master decided on 10 strokes for each run, so 150 with the flogger. A wonderful payoff. They were increasingly hard, the last 50, very hard, but oh, by then i was so totally relaxed, it was wonderful.
Of course, I had to show Master my appreciation for my flogging, so it was my turn to lick and suck. We both had a great afternoon...
hugs abby
When I walked into Master's there were 3 'toys' waiting.....
I chose to ignore them, and after hugs and chat, went to kneel for Him. This always seems to be 'breast play' time. Today was no exception, except, the so called play was harder than normal. He was pulling and pinching, and twisting, and I was squirming. He asked if it hurt, i nicely said Yes Sir...His solution was to lick and suck the pain away....i was soon squirming for another reason. Of course, no playing favorites, what happens on the left side, must also happen on the right. By the end of my kneeling time, i was dripping.
Then it was over Master's lap for the first spanking, Monday's maintenance. He used the small, but heavy paddle, and nicely gave me a hand warm-up first. Round one was a long paddling, reminding me about the reason for maintenance. Then the tuck in, and round two for a much harder paddling. I was ouching and owing, but stayed in place until He was finished..not nearly soon enough for me.
Master then let me choose what spanking i would get next. I chose the punishment one...yeah , my halo fell off. He had chosen a medium type, heave paddle. I had one of those "DUH" mornings. First, Master and I were texting about plans, and I sent Him an OK for an answer. His next text is.....Yes Sir!!!..oops, I have gotten into trouble for the OK before, He really does not like it. I sent a sorry;,.Yes Sir. He next sent... remind me later that you are forgetting your Sirs.....UGH. Then later, after lunch time, i get a text...i am late eating lunch, i did not get a reminder. OOPS...for the first time, i had just totally forgotten. There have been times, when I am late, but this was way past late, and I never gave it a thought. So, a punishment spanking. It was not a major spanking, but I stood and bent over a cat tower (that is a first)...and Master gave me 3 for the Sir, and 2 for forgetting to remind Him about lunch. I was also warned, that spanking twice for the same offense, ups the number and the hardness of the spanks.
Lastly...saving the best for last...the Sox and the Yanks played this weekend. If you have been reading here during the baseball season, you know....I am a die hard Sox fan, and Master....well He can't be right on everything....He is a Yankee's man. We often bet on the outcome of a game or series.....My boys came through for me..although it took extra innings, and I earned a flogging;) :):) Since the score was 8 to 7...Master decided on 10 strokes for each run, so 150 with the flogger. A wonderful payoff. They were increasingly hard, the last 50, very hard, but oh, by then i was so totally relaxed, it was wonderful.
Of course, I had to show Master my appreciation for my flogging, so it was my turn to lick and suck. We both had a great afternoon...
hugs abby
Monday, July 15, 2013
"Tushie Massage"
Since this is Monday it must be maintenance day...at least in my world. Master also surprised me by asking for a weigh in....we had agreed to 1 a week...but since i went over my limit, Master has decided to that twice a week will be rule for a while. It was so hot over the weekend, that even eating (except for ice cream!) was not tempting, and since i even walked both days, i was pretty sure i sweated off some weight. I did!:)
During my kneeling time Master reminded me that all of me belongs to Him....including my anxieties, worries, and fears, i am not to let them brew, i bring them to Him. Sounds easy and logical, and right now it is fairly easy to say 'Yes Sir', and i mean it, so we shall see.
Then it was over Master's lap, for a nice hand spanking. I was so relaxed, legs spread, smiling, when Master said, "I think you consider a hand spanking a tushie massage. I giggled...and agreed it is close to one. All too soon, 'massage' time was over, and it was maintenance time.
Out came the medium heavy paddle, and a round of spanks with it left me not quite so relaxed. For the second round, He chose to concentrate on one cheek, then the other...that always makes it painful...and I was becoming vocal. He stopped to remind me the purpose of maintenance, and then came the final, faster, harder, one side at a time final round. I was very glad when it was over....my bottom red and hot.
Master then went 'exploring', discovering that i (or she, my pussy). had enjoyed that somewhat, as she was glistening with wetness. He remarked that i professed it was servicing Him, not a paddling that caused me to be so wet, but He needed more research. So i was down on my knees, pleasuring Master,,,,,and yes greatly increasing my readiness!
When Master checked again He chuckled.... it seems we are both right, spankings and pleasuring Him do have a certain effect on me....or her. I was soon asking for a permission, and in fact i grunted and growled my way through several. I used to be very quiet, but Master has helped me find my voice...in so many areas. I apologized for all the loud noises, but Master is pleased by them....i still find the so...primal, feral, wild..and a little embarrassing. But i do not think i could go back to being quiet, so it is a good thing that we are passed the stage of small ones being around.
Hope you are all staying cool...
hugs abby
During my kneeling time Master reminded me that all of me belongs to Him....including my anxieties, worries, and fears, i am not to let them brew, i bring them to Him. Sounds easy and logical, and right now it is fairly easy to say 'Yes Sir', and i mean it, so we shall see.
Then it was over Master's lap, for a nice hand spanking. I was so relaxed, legs spread, smiling, when Master said, "I think you consider a hand spanking a tushie massage. I giggled...and agreed it is close to one. All too soon, 'massage' time was over, and it was maintenance time.
Out came the medium heavy paddle, and a round of spanks with it left me not quite so relaxed. For the second round, He chose to concentrate on one cheek, then the other...that always makes it painful...and I was becoming vocal. He stopped to remind me the purpose of maintenance, and then came the final, faster, harder, one side at a time final round. I was very glad when it was over....my bottom red and hot.
Master then went 'exploring', discovering that i (or she, my pussy). had enjoyed that somewhat, as she was glistening with wetness. He remarked that i professed it was servicing Him, not a paddling that caused me to be so wet, but He needed more research. So i was down on my knees, pleasuring Master,,,,,and yes greatly increasing my readiness!
When Master checked again He chuckled.... it seems we are both right, spankings and pleasuring Him do have a certain effect on me....or her. I was soon asking for a permission, and in fact i grunted and growled my way through several. I used to be very quiet, but Master has helped me find my voice...in so many areas. I apologized for all the loud noises, but Master is pleased by them....i still find the so...primal, feral, wild..and a little embarrassing. But i do not think i could go back to being quiet, so it is a good thing that we are passed the stage of small ones being around.
Hope you are all staying cool...
hugs abby
Friday, July 12, 2013
Ice cream or Orgasm?
I will let you know what i chose at then end...no fair peeking!
Thank you all for your well wishes. The test on Tuesday was easier than i anticipated, i will not get the results until a doctor's appt. on Wednesday. I thought i was handling all this medical 'stuff' pretty well. Not worrying my mom or kids, weighing my options, trying to stay calm. It seemed to be working pretty well....then....
On Wednesday i decided to have a do absolutely nothing day. I let Master know and He said I had been quite busy with my grand daughter and the rest of the family, so it was a good idea. I mostly moped around all day, trying to avoid what was building up....my fear of the test results. ( No special reason for this, I do have no indication what the results are.) Thursday morning I woke up early, and thought of all the negatives that could happen, and freaked myself out. I shut down, did not want to see or talk to anyone....including Master...
He sent me a text Thursday morning asking if i was OK...I swear He has an inner radar....I replied just having a blah day, did not want to go into details. I did not call at noon, and was quiet until i sent my evening report..where i explained how my day started and that i was not doing well, but that i expected to put on my big girl panties on Thursday and just get through the next week.
This morning He thanked me for explaining about my day, but that we would talk about it...and He wanted a weigh in report. I gained over the last 2 weeks, and am 1 pound over my 'wriggle room', He was not surprised. He said He would see me as soon as He could get away from work. I got a come on over text around noon.
I rarely get overly emotional, yesterday was an exception, and today on my way to Masters' i was fighting the tears, i had my 'big girl panties'on, but i was still shaky. Master greeted me with a big hug, and then a question......why did you not reach out and tell me you needed me yesterday? We sat and i snuggled into His chess, where i let the tears fall, and told Him about my thoughts of the day before. He held me, consoled me, reassured me.....and told me that He owns all of me, even my crazy thoughts. He said He is going back to tearing down a wall...the one where i do not ask for help or reach out. He will make time, even if He is busy, and He is always here for me to lean on ....i knew -- know that...just sometimes....
After we sat for a while and chatted quietly and i was calm, He brought up the subject of being over my 'wriggle room'. That is a basement punishment issue, and has not happened in at least a year. He then asked if i timed the 'melt down' to gain some sympathy. I said no, but the thought did occur to me, that considering everything He might decide to not be quite so mean.
He led me to the basement, had me lean over and stick my bottom out, i noticed He did not have the huge, very heavy paddle, but it was a wooden paddle. No warm up He smacks my bottom a couple times, and says ...thank-you Master. I don't take the hint, it am trying to breathe and stay in place. After another one, he tells me they do not count until i say thank You, and start to count. After the next one i say..umm 28? thank You Sir. I hear a quiet chuckle and am told to start at 1. So I start to count and thank Him, they are slow...i count fast, but the thank You is a little slower in coming. Now basement punishments have always been long and very harsh....He does like to be there, and wants to make sure i don't either. We get to 6 and He says, 4 more. I am not sure i heard correctly, but i am going with it. We get to 10 and He tells me i can stand. It was the mildest basement punishment ever, Master asks if i realize He has just given me a gift. I certainly do, yes my bottom is red and sore, but nothing compared to other basement visits.
I am then told to kneel...still in the basement...and thank Him for my gift. I am a little surprised, but quickly am enthusiastically letting Him know how grateful i am!!;) Master then has me bend over to see if i am wet...i am. He comments that the paddling must not have been hard enough, i tell Him the wetness comes from thanking Him.
We go upstairs, and He invites me over His lap. I am surprised, one of the rules is no permissions on punishment days. I climb over, and i soon ask Master, if i will be getting a permission, i know he will have to stop soon, if not. Master says, maybe He will get me very ready, and have me leave and come back later....after He finishes working on His car. I am thinking, well that is better than i usually get. When He continues to say, maybe I will change that....you can get a permission now, if You will come back when I call to have another. (at first i think He is kidding...IF i will come back??). I quickly agree, get my permission and make full use of it, although He still leaves me wanting.
Master says it should take Him a couple hours to get the car work done, then He will text me. A little sooner than that i get a text.....do you want an orgasm or a kiddie ice cream cone.
I laugh out loud....and know that i have such a special man in my life. I have never in my whole life refused an offer of ice cream....i have been known to refuse a meal to be sure i had room for ice cream! I quickly think...more calories in or calories out...and i am still somewhat 'squishy', so i reply...orgasm...He replies...come and get it!
I do, and it is the right choice. We start with me sitting on Master's lap, facing out, legs spread, and then switch to give Him better access. I think today is officially the day when i have orgasmed the most! (There's a record waiting to be broken!) We then just snuggle and rest a bit, Master reminds me of our morning talk, and that He is here for me....and i head home. No tears, just a big smile and a feeling of contentment.
Have a good weekend all...it has finally stopped raining here..
hugs abby
Thank you all for your well wishes. The test on Tuesday was easier than i anticipated, i will not get the results until a doctor's appt. on Wednesday. I thought i was handling all this medical 'stuff' pretty well. Not worrying my mom or kids, weighing my options, trying to stay calm. It seemed to be working pretty well....then....
On Wednesday i decided to have a do absolutely nothing day. I let Master know and He said I had been quite busy with my grand daughter and the rest of the family, so it was a good idea. I mostly moped around all day, trying to avoid what was building up....my fear of the test results. ( No special reason for this, I do have no indication what the results are.) Thursday morning I woke up early, and thought of all the negatives that could happen, and freaked myself out. I shut down, did not want to see or talk to anyone....including Master...
He sent me a text Thursday morning asking if i was OK...I swear He has an inner radar....I replied just having a blah day, did not want to go into details. I did not call at noon, and was quiet until i sent my evening report..where i explained how my day started and that i was not doing well, but that i expected to put on my big girl panties on Thursday and just get through the next week.
This morning He thanked me for explaining about my day, but that we would talk about it...and He wanted a weigh in report. I gained over the last 2 weeks, and am 1 pound over my 'wriggle room', He was not surprised. He said He would see me as soon as He could get away from work. I got a come on over text around noon.
I rarely get overly emotional, yesterday was an exception, and today on my way to Masters' i was fighting the tears, i had my 'big girl panties'on, but i was still shaky. Master greeted me with a big hug, and then a question......why did you not reach out and tell me you needed me yesterday? We sat and i snuggled into His chess, where i let the tears fall, and told Him about my thoughts of the day before. He held me, consoled me, reassured me.....and told me that He owns all of me, even my crazy thoughts. He said He is going back to tearing down a wall...the one where i do not ask for help or reach out. He will make time, even if He is busy, and He is always here for me to lean on ....i knew -- know that...just sometimes....
After we sat for a while and chatted quietly and i was calm, He brought up the subject of being over my 'wriggle room'. That is a basement punishment issue, and has not happened in at least a year. He then asked if i timed the 'melt down' to gain some sympathy. I said no, but the thought did occur to me, that considering everything He might decide to not be quite so mean.
He led me to the basement, had me lean over and stick my bottom out, i noticed He did not have the huge, very heavy paddle, but it was a wooden paddle. No warm up He smacks my bottom a couple times, and says ...thank-you Master. I don't take the hint, it am trying to breathe and stay in place. After another one, he tells me they do not count until i say thank You, and start to count. After the next one i say..umm 28? thank You Sir. I hear a quiet chuckle and am told to start at 1. So I start to count and thank Him, they are slow...i count fast, but the thank You is a little slower in coming. Now basement punishments have always been long and very harsh....He does like to be there, and wants to make sure i don't either. We get to 6 and He says, 4 more. I am not sure i heard correctly, but i am going with it. We get to 10 and He tells me i can stand. It was the mildest basement punishment ever, Master asks if i realize He has just given me a gift. I certainly do, yes my bottom is red and sore, but nothing compared to other basement visits.
I am then told to kneel...still in the basement...and thank Him for my gift. I am a little surprised, but quickly am enthusiastically letting Him know how grateful i am!!;) Master then has me bend over to see if i am wet...i am. He comments that the paddling must not have been hard enough, i tell Him the wetness comes from thanking Him.
We go upstairs, and He invites me over His lap. I am surprised, one of the rules is no permissions on punishment days. I climb over, and i soon ask Master, if i will be getting a permission, i know he will have to stop soon, if not. Master says, maybe He will get me very ready, and have me leave and come back later....after He finishes working on His car. I am thinking, well that is better than i usually get. When He continues to say, maybe I will change that....you can get a permission now, if You will come back when I call to have another. (at first i think He is kidding...IF i will come back??). I quickly agree, get my permission and make full use of it, although He still leaves me wanting.
Master says it should take Him a couple hours to get the car work done, then He will text me. A little sooner than that i get a text.....do you want an orgasm or a kiddie ice cream cone.
I laugh out loud....and know that i have such a special man in my life. I have never in my whole life refused an offer of ice cream....i have been known to refuse a meal to be sure i had room for ice cream! I quickly think...more calories in or calories out...and i am still somewhat 'squishy', so i reply...orgasm...He replies...come and get it!
I do, and it is the right choice. We start with me sitting on Master's lap, facing out, legs spread, and then switch to give Him better access. I think today is officially the day when i have orgasmed the most! (There's a record waiting to be broken!) We then just snuggle and rest a bit, Master reminds me of our morning talk, and that He is here for me....and i head home. No tears, just a big smile and a feeling of contentment.
Have a good weekend all...it has finally stopped raining here..
hugs abby
Monday, July 8, 2013
Getting caught up.....
I did not mean to be absent for over a week. But i was kept extremely busy by a certain very charming, extremely intelligent, funny and loving 5 year old! We explored museums, had a tea party in a room dedicated to Alice in Wonderland, ate ice cream, baked, did craft projects..you get the idea. Yes, by the end of the week this grandma was exhausted!
I have read most of your amazing tributes to our friend 'bas'. He will certainly be missed, by so many people, and it was a privilege to have his comments on my blog. He will never be forgotten.
On the good news side of life, I am thrilled that little Emily has made such progress!
Master and i finally had some 'just Us' time this morning. During my naked kneeling time, He brought up the fact that i had skipped a few reports and had ignored my blog. He also wondered if i was still sticking top the "no repeating tasks for a week" rule...guilty. I should know by now...He never forgets a rule! Since this is M/M day, i knew i was due a hard paddling. But, i have an appointment tomorrow for some medical testing....my gall bladder seems to be missing. Since i will be wearing one of those very 'chic', all revealing hospital gowns, i need to be mark free. I did spend some time over Master's lap, with a wonderful hand spanking, and a light paddling...with a warning, this was NOT maintenance, that will happen later this week.
Since spanking time was limited, we moved on to more enjoyable pursuits. I went back on my knees, between Master's legs, pleasing Him, and getting myself even wetter in the process. Then it was my turn, and of course, Master uses this time, when i am only thinking clearly about what is happening because of His talented fingers to talk. He asks me to repeat my task for tomorrow...Since i let my 'tatoo' fade because of the testing, i am to bring my pen to the hospital with me, replace the "R" when i get dressed and send Him a pic right then. Since i was able to get that all out, i was rewarded :)
I still need to get caught up with all of you, that is my plan for the rest of this afternoon, a great way to spend the time, but i probably should turn the air conditioning up a notch before i start!
hugs abby
I have read most of your amazing tributes to our friend 'bas'. He will certainly be missed, by so many people, and it was a privilege to have his comments on my blog. He will never be forgotten.
On the good news side of life, I am thrilled that little Emily has made such progress!
Master and i finally had some 'just Us' time this morning. During my naked kneeling time, He brought up the fact that i had skipped a few reports and had ignored my blog. He also wondered if i was still sticking top the "no repeating tasks for a week" rule...guilty. I should know by now...He never forgets a rule! Since this is M/M day, i knew i was due a hard paddling. But, i have an appointment tomorrow for some medical testing....my gall bladder seems to be missing. Since i will be wearing one of those very 'chic', all revealing hospital gowns, i need to be mark free. I did spend some time over Master's lap, with a wonderful hand spanking, and a light paddling...with a warning, this was NOT maintenance, that will happen later this week.
Since spanking time was limited, we moved on to more enjoyable pursuits. I went back on my knees, between Master's legs, pleasing Him, and getting myself even wetter in the process. Then it was my turn, and of course, Master uses this time, when i am only thinking clearly about what is happening because of His talented fingers to talk. He asks me to repeat my task for tomorrow...Since i let my 'tatoo' fade because of the testing, i am to bring my pen to the hospital with me, replace the "R" when i get dressed and send Him a pic right then. Since i was able to get that all out, i was rewarded :)
I still need to get caught up with all of you, that is my plan for the rest of this afternoon, a great way to spend the time, but i probably should turn the air conditioning up a notch before i start!
hugs abby
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