.........Another grandparent anecdote..
Grandma was in the bathroom applying her makeup. He granddaughter loved watching her. She finished with her lipstick and told her granddaughter time to go start the day. Her granddaughter replied...."but grandma you forgot to kiss the toilet paper good-by"! Something to think about next time you apply lipstick....
........Had a very fun weekend at the water park and snow tubing.....for the past few days been watching the snow continue to accumulate. Snow banks are higher than i am.....and it is still snowing....ENOUGH!!!!
Hermione revived this meme in January. I have been saving it for when i am spending time with the grands...here it is.
1. Name someone with the same birthday as you. Henry the Navigator...i took this to mean just day...not year, since he was born in 1394.
2. Where was your first kiss? I honestly do not remember, I am guessing after a school dance.
3. Have you ever seriously vandalized someone's else property? Well, not in the sense that i cause damage...i have TP'd (toilet papered), more than one front yard.
4. Have you ever hit someone of the opposite sex? Not in anger or to injure, playfully yes.
5. Have you ever sung in front of a large number of people? Yes, but only under certain circumstances. As part of a school concert, in a large group. And, in my younger days i have been known to do some Karioke when I have been out with friends....
6. What is the first thing you notice about the preferred sex? Eyes
7. What really turns you on? Spanking, a nice long flogging, bondage, Master's hands on my body....
8. What do you order at Starbuck's? Oh, not a big fan of the place, either an iced flavored coffee, or a regular coffee.
9. What was your biggest mistake? Usually my biggest mistakes occur when i doubt myself, or think i am not good enough.
10. Have you ever hurt yourself no purpose. No
11. Say something totally random about yourself. One year I made a cross stitch for everyone on my Christmas list.
12. Has anyone ever said you look like a celebrity? Never
13. Do you still watch kiddie movies or TV shows? Yes, I loss count how often I have seen Frozen, and getting to watch all the Disney classics with the grands is fun. They have great show on now also....among the current favorites are..."Team Umi Zoomie" and "Doc McStuffins" and "Super Why".
14. Did you have braces? No
15. Are you comfortable with your height? Let's say i have come to terms with it...all 5 ft 2 of me.
16. What is the most romantic thing someone of the preferred sex has done for you? Hmm...a nice long flogging by the fireplace....most recent one.
17. How do you know when it is love? When you can feel the chemistry, the electricity between you, when being apart is always too long, when you each want to make each other happy.
18. Do you speak any other languages? French, used to be fluent in it, now i have to go slowly and think about it.
19. Have you ever been to a tanning salon? Never.
20. What magazines do you read? At this time none, prefer my crossword puzzle books.
21. Have you ever ridden in a limo? Yes...for weddings and funerals.
22. Has anyone you were really closed to passed away? Yes, my mom and dad, a close friend are the most recent.
23. Do you watch MTV? I have, my daughter watches some of the reality shows, and at times I have joined her.
24. What's something that really annoys you? People who always assume they are right...no matter what you say.
25. What's something you really like? Being on vacation and taking a long early morning walk on the beach when it is mostly just me and sea gulls.
26. Do you like Michael Jackson? I was not a big fan, but he was talented.
27. Can you dance? Only if it is free style...and have had some liquid refreshments.
28. What's the latest you have ever stayed up? I have pulled my share of all nighters.
29. Have you ever been rushed by ambulance to the hospital? Yes, a few years ago, i fainted in the shower...got up and fainted again...luckily my daughter was home.
30. Do you ever read these when other people fill them out? Yes!! I love reading other's answers...hint....hint....
hugs abby
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
Thursday, February 5, 2015
Master's good-by ritual
Master has developed a tradition, of sorts, that He likes to repeat when i am getting ready to leave for a weekend, a week, or longer. I am leaving tomorrow, for a weekend at an indoor water park with the kids and grands, and then on to my son's for a week. Master reminded me earlier this week, that i needed to leave time to get my 'traveling stripes'. Yup, He thinks sending me off with a caning, ensures that i do not forget that He is waiting for my return. ( i will admit,,,it does seem to help). I do not bruise easily, usually at the most, my bottom might be tender the day after a long, hard spanking.
But a cane's welts......they remind me for a couple of days....
As always, i find myself naked and kneeling. Master is getting me to forget all the foolishness (family drama) of the day. Covering my eyes, speaking softly, attacking my breast....Once i am focused only on Him, I get invited over His lap. He is using His hand for a warm-up, we chat until i need to concentrate on breathing...His had can pack quite a wallop. He continues, until i start to squirm, and my bottom is way beyond the warm-up stage, at the well heated stage.
Master then says, I think it is time for my belt. I shake my head a little..did i hear correctly...belt, leather, hearing it slip through the loops, leather, soft leather...and not a cane! I quickly get up, lean over in position. I hear it slip through the loops, i feel the soft leather He swishes it over my bottom. Sets of 10, switching sides after each set. The first 20, take some adjusting, some time to get my head in the right place. After the first 20, He uses just the tip of the belt on my upper back...making the statement, that all of me is His.
Each set is harder, until He tells me to stand and rub until He returns.
I am standing and rubbing my red hot bottom, when He returns....carrying a.....cane.
He is grinning, and says time for your stripes, to take with you. I get in position, and am ouching...even on a belt warmed bottom. After a couple sets He says , how about 6 of the best...and then you may suck my cock. He is waiting for my Yes Sir.....and as soon as He hears it, the last 6 hard ones are started.
After the sixth one, i am still in position, panting, when i hear...what are you waiting for? I quickly rise and get into position, to kiss, lap, suck, devour Him. I can feel myself dripping, Master notices, and puts that to good use:). I then get to climb onto His lap, snuggle in close and just enjoy some quiet time together.
Hopefully winter will cooperate with my travel plans...have a good week everyone...stay warm.....or even HOT....LOL!!
hugs abby
But a cane's welts......they remind me for a couple of days....
As always, i find myself naked and kneeling. Master is getting me to forget all the foolishness (family drama) of the day. Covering my eyes, speaking softly, attacking my breast....Once i am focused only on Him, I get invited over His lap. He is using His hand for a warm-up, we chat until i need to concentrate on breathing...His had can pack quite a wallop. He continues, until i start to squirm, and my bottom is way beyond the warm-up stage, at the well heated stage.
Master then says, I think it is time for my belt. I shake my head a little..did i hear correctly...belt, leather, hearing it slip through the loops, leather, soft leather...and not a cane! I quickly get up, lean over in position. I hear it slip through the loops, i feel the soft leather He swishes it over my bottom. Sets of 10, switching sides after each set. The first 20, take some adjusting, some time to get my head in the right place. After the first 20, He uses just the tip of the belt on my upper back...making the statement, that all of me is His.
Each set is harder, until He tells me to stand and rub until He returns.
I am standing and rubbing my red hot bottom, when He returns....carrying a.....cane.
He is grinning, and says time for your stripes, to take with you. I get in position, and am ouching...even on a belt warmed bottom. After a couple sets He says , how about 6 of the best...and then you may suck my cock. He is waiting for my Yes Sir.....and as soon as He hears it, the last 6 hard ones are started.
After the sixth one, i am still in position, panting, when i hear...what are you waiting for? I quickly rise and get into position, to kiss, lap, suck, devour Him. I can feel myself dripping, Master notices, and puts that to good use:). I then get to climb onto His lap, snuggle in close and just enjoy some quiet time together.
Hopefully winter will cooperate with my travel plans...have a good week everyone...stay warm.....or even HOT....LOL!!
hugs abby
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Super Bowl Bet....
Master and i agree that watching a sporting event is much more interesting when the outcome is more than a win/loss for the teams playing. We often wager on a game, altho i am not sure that either one of us really loses.
Since i grew up in New England, my loyalties were with the Patriots this past weekend. Master was rooting for the Seagulls. I really felt the game was a toss up and could go either way. I was looking forward to a close, exciting game...and that it was!
Master told me to let Him know what the wager was, i had some time on Saturday, so i came up with 3 different wagers. One based on who wins, one on the number of touchdowns, and one on the number of total points scored. The 'payoff' was different for each one of them.
Master chose the first option....if the Pats win, i get a flogging, if the Seahawks prevail a whipping. The number would be determined but the winning score....multiply the score by 4...add 25 for a bonus. As you all probably know by now, the Pats did not let me down. They won...in a very close game.....and they scored 28 points. That came to 127...Master likes round numbers so He evened up to 140.
We started off, as always, with my naked kneeling time. Master asked if i wanted a hand warm up. Is there any other possible answer to that, than YES Sir. Once i was over His lap i settled in for a long, increasingly harder warm-up. Master's hands can be soft and caressing...or made of steel. When He was done, He said I should show Him how happy i am that the Pat's won at the last minute, and ensured me a flogging. I kneel before Him, and show Him that i am indeed very thankful that a flogging is in my future.
Master's provides a pillow for my head, and has me lay flat. The flogging is in sets of 20. He asks if I want them all hard, or a build up. Always go for the build up. Just to let me know that He is always in charge, He tells me He will give me a build up...but will not start counting until He starts in with the hard ones. That is more than fine with me...more flogging:) When He is ready to start counting, He uses the flogger in sets of 20, stopping for some rubbing and swishing of the flogger all over in between sets.
I was laying there comfortable, feeling all the stress leave my body, all the freezing temps and snow forgotten, and knowing that soon i will be floating. When Master reaches 140, He is talking and swishing the flogger all over, getting me return to reality. He then says, that just because He missed out on the whip, i will get one swish with it. He does limit Himself to 1, it brings me back to reality quickly. He traces the design it has left on my back....enjoying tracing it, as i relax once again.
We then move on to some loving and permissions......before it is time for Master to return to more shoveling and snow blowing.......Thank You Pats!!!
hugs abby
Since i grew up in New England, my loyalties were with the Patriots this past weekend. Master was rooting for the Seagulls. I really felt the game was a toss up and could go either way. I was looking forward to a close, exciting game...and that it was!
Master told me to let Him know what the wager was, i had some time on Saturday, so i came up with 3 different wagers. One based on who wins, one on the number of touchdowns, and one on the number of total points scored. The 'payoff' was different for each one of them.
Master chose the first option....if the Pats win, i get a flogging, if the Seahawks prevail a whipping. The number would be determined but the winning score....multiply the score by 4...add 25 for a bonus. As you all probably know by now, the Pats did not let me down. They won...in a very close game.....and they scored 28 points. That came to 127...Master likes round numbers so He evened up to 140.
We started off, as always, with my naked kneeling time. Master asked if i wanted a hand warm up. Is there any other possible answer to that, than YES Sir. Once i was over His lap i settled in for a long, increasingly harder warm-up. Master's hands can be soft and caressing...or made of steel. When He was done, He said I should show Him how happy i am that the Pat's won at the last minute, and ensured me a flogging. I kneel before Him, and show Him that i am indeed very thankful that a flogging is in my future.
Master's provides a pillow for my head, and has me lay flat. The flogging is in sets of 20. He asks if I want them all hard, or a build up. Always go for the build up. Just to let me know that He is always in charge, He tells me He will give me a build up...but will not start counting until He starts in with the hard ones. That is more than fine with me...more flogging:) When He is ready to start counting, He uses the flogger in sets of 20, stopping for some rubbing and swishing of the flogger all over in between sets.
I was laying there comfortable, feeling all the stress leave my body, all the freezing temps and snow forgotten, and knowing that soon i will be floating. When Master reaches 140, He is talking and swishing the flogger all over, getting me return to reality. He then says, that just because He missed out on the whip, i will get one swish with it. He does limit Himself to 1, it brings me back to reality quickly. He traces the design it has left on my back....enjoying tracing it, as i relax once again.
We then move on to some loving and permissions......before it is time for Master to return to more shoveling and snow blowing.......Thank You Pats!!!
hugs abby
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
Wired Wednesday....
******A grandmother was telling her granddaughter what her childhood was like. "We used to skate outside on a pond. I had a swing from a tire; it hung from a tree in our front yard. We picked wild raspberries in the woods. We played outside with all the neighboring children til the street lights went on. "
The little girl, listened, wide-eyed. At last she said, " I sure wish i had gotten to know you sooner." (I think there is a lesson in this one....)
I hope all of you who were in the path of the snowstorm have been plowed out. We lucked out, just a couple inches, but it is freezing and only supposed to get colder. Good news, Master is doing a wonderful job of warming me up.
Monday we had maintenance. Once again, i got to keep at least some of my clothing on. After the partially naked kneeling it was time for a wonderful hand warm-up, followed by the little froggy paddle. It is very light, and is easy to relax into. At this point, i actually asked to take off a couple layers...Then Master found His New York Yankee's paddle...or as i refer to it...the damn Yankee paddle. It is smooth and heavy.....and since i am a die hard Red Sox fan...well...not my favorite toy. We then warmed each other up, i enjoyed several permissions, and we started our week off smiling.
My bottom was just tender enough yesterday to keep me smiling all day. Today i woke up, wanting the sore bottom feeling...but it was gone. I could not shake the thought, considered asking Master for a spanking, and then thought better of it. You all know the drill, I am being too needy, He is the one in charge.....all the logical, illogical reasons.
Then i thought of all of you, and the advice we always give each other, so i ignored all those irritating voices and surprised Master by suggesting that a mid week spanking would keep me in a good mood and make for a wonderful Wednesday. Now in all the years we have been together, this was maybe the third time i have asked for a spanking out of the blue...i always talk myself out of it.
When i get to Master's i notice a new addition, a small weight lifting bench, no weights, just the bench. Master gives me a big bear hug and is grinning from ear to ear. He is thrilled that i asked. He has been home for a while, so it is toasty warm, i am kneeling naked, He assures me that my asking kept Him smiling all day, as He enjoys getting to 'maul' my breast and nipples. He claims all of me, quiets me, puts me into a very submissive place. Then it is over His lap for a very long hand warm-up. I am so relaxed, and getting so wet. Master's hand is the best spanking toy!!! After some rubbing and checking He switches to my froggy paddle. He uses it for quite a while, the spanks getting harder, but it is so light, that i am still pretty mellow. Then that damn Yankee paddle comes out again...i want to remind Him that it is no longer baseball season, but think better of it. Once He is satisfied that my bottom is red and warm , He tells me to wiggle further down over His lap...He wants to change His target to my 'sit spots'. He repeats, hand and both paddles, not as hard, but enough so that any sitting will remind me of My Master.
Master then tells me He wants me face down over the bench arms around the bar that is at the front and legs spread far apart as possible. He wants me on display. He has a blanket on the pad of the bench, and i am fairly comfortable and i love the feeling of knowing that i will not have to struggle to stay in place. I cannot see what Master is getting from His bag, but one swish and know it is His whip. He starts with my bottom, which is rarely the target for His whip. After a few sets He moves to my back. Laying over the bench makes it much easier for me to accept the lashing, and i finally hear last ones...hard ones. Ten or maybe twelve, you decide. I quickly say 12 please....before i change my mind.
Next comes the delicious feel of the horse hair flogger. I love it all over, it is light and totally relaxing. Master swishes it, swats with it all over, reaching everything that is exposed. After the sting of the whip, it is wonderfully relaxing. Master then asks if i would like a flogging with the leather flogger. My favorite, so as relaxed as i am, i ask for a flogging. He starts off slowly and lightly, increasing and speed and intensity, ...i am loving it.
Master then helps me to get up and tells me to lay on the bench on my back..He wants my hands to hang on to the bar, and my legs spread far apart. I ask for a pillow and i am quite comfy. I am not sure what He is doing, He tells me i am going to be wired.....He has His tens unit. We have played with this once...years ago, when He was still introducing me to new things. I somewhat recall it as being interesting, and a very different sensation. He starts with putting the tabs high up on my thighs. He tells me i need to keep talking to let Him know what i am feeling. For the first few minutes i feel nothing, then i start to feel a little pulse...i am keeping Master informed. He increases the intensity slowly, until it is too much. He then speeds up the rate, until the pulses are coming quickly. He plays with the intensity and the speed, keeping me guessing.
He then pulls the tabs off and tells me my breast are next. I think i give Him on of those....you have got to be kidding looks....so He says, He will put a tab on one nipple and just keep His hand on the other. He reminds me to keep talking to Him to let Him know what i am feeling and if it gets to be too much. It takes a bit for me to feel anything, once i do He increases the sensation slowly. He gets a rhythm going, the pulses starting at low and moving up, slowly at first then more quickly. I actually like this sensation better that the earlier one. My nipples react and i can feel myself dripping. Master keeps the unit going and uses His other hand to bring me right to the edge of an orgasm. I ask for more...more stimulation...Master is telling me i have permission to cum.....and i explode, more fiercely than i think i ever have. I have never screamed without restraint, but i cannot restrain myself, i am loud and i do not even care...an even bigger surprise as i think back on it. Once i have calmed, and i can talk and think, i look at Master and say...that was so awesome....He chuckles and says, i think i got that message.
Master then points out, that had i not suggested and asked for a spanking today, i would have missed out on all of this.......His point is made, when i have an 'itch', He is only to happy to scratch it, if possible. Asking is not only OK....it can be very, very good...and keep me warm and smiling...even on a very , very cold day.
hugs abby
The little girl, listened, wide-eyed. At last she said, " I sure wish i had gotten to know you sooner." (I think there is a lesson in this one....)
I hope all of you who were in the path of the snowstorm have been plowed out. We lucked out, just a couple inches, but it is freezing and only supposed to get colder. Good news, Master is doing a wonderful job of warming me up.
Monday we had maintenance. Once again, i got to keep at least some of my clothing on. After the partially naked kneeling it was time for a wonderful hand warm-up, followed by the little froggy paddle. It is very light, and is easy to relax into. At this point, i actually asked to take off a couple layers...Then Master found His New York Yankee's paddle...or as i refer to it...the damn Yankee paddle. It is smooth and heavy.....and since i am a die hard Red Sox fan...well...not my favorite toy. We then warmed each other up, i enjoyed several permissions, and we started our week off smiling.
My bottom was just tender enough yesterday to keep me smiling all day. Today i woke up, wanting the sore bottom feeling...but it was gone. I could not shake the thought, considered asking Master for a spanking, and then thought better of it. You all know the drill, I am being too needy, He is the one in charge.....all the logical, illogical reasons.
Then i thought of all of you, and the advice we always give each other, so i ignored all those irritating voices and surprised Master by suggesting that a mid week spanking would keep me in a good mood and make for a wonderful Wednesday. Now in all the years we have been together, this was maybe the third time i have asked for a spanking out of the blue...i always talk myself out of it.
When i get to Master's i notice a new addition, a small weight lifting bench, no weights, just the bench. Master gives me a big bear hug and is grinning from ear to ear. He is thrilled that i asked. He has been home for a while, so it is toasty warm, i am kneeling naked, He assures me that my asking kept Him smiling all day, as He enjoys getting to 'maul' my breast and nipples. He claims all of me, quiets me, puts me into a very submissive place. Then it is over His lap for a very long hand warm-up. I am so relaxed, and getting so wet. Master's hand is the best spanking toy!!! After some rubbing and checking He switches to my froggy paddle. He uses it for quite a while, the spanks getting harder, but it is so light, that i am still pretty mellow. Then that damn Yankee paddle comes out again...i want to remind Him that it is no longer baseball season, but think better of it. Once He is satisfied that my bottom is red and warm , He tells me to wiggle further down over His lap...He wants to change His target to my 'sit spots'. He repeats, hand and both paddles, not as hard, but enough so that any sitting will remind me of My Master.
Master then tells me He wants me face down over the bench arms around the bar that is at the front and legs spread far apart as possible. He wants me on display. He has a blanket on the pad of the bench, and i am fairly comfortable and i love the feeling of knowing that i will not have to struggle to stay in place. I cannot see what Master is getting from His bag, but one swish and know it is His whip. He starts with my bottom, which is rarely the target for His whip. After a few sets He moves to my back. Laying over the bench makes it much easier for me to accept the lashing, and i finally hear last ones...hard ones. Ten or maybe twelve, you decide. I quickly say 12 please....before i change my mind.
Next comes the delicious feel of the horse hair flogger. I love it all over, it is light and totally relaxing. Master swishes it, swats with it all over, reaching everything that is exposed. After the sting of the whip, it is wonderfully relaxing. Master then asks if i would like a flogging with the leather flogger. My favorite, so as relaxed as i am, i ask for a flogging. He starts off slowly and lightly, increasing and speed and intensity, ...i am loving it.
Master then helps me to get up and tells me to lay on the bench on my back..He wants my hands to hang on to the bar, and my legs spread far apart. I ask for a pillow and i am quite comfy. I am not sure what He is doing, He tells me i am going to be wired.....He has His tens unit. We have played with this once...years ago, when He was still introducing me to new things. I somewhat recall it as being interesting, and a very different sensation. He starts with putting the tabs high up on my thighs. He tells me i need to keep talking to let Him know what i am feeling. For the first few minutes i feel nothing, then i start to feel a little pulse...i am keeping Master informed. He increases the intensity slowly, until it is too much. He then speeds up the rate, until the pulses are coming quickly. He plays with the intensity and the speed, keeping me guessing.
He then pulls the tabs off and tells me my breast are next. I think i give Him on of those....you have got to be kidding looks....so He says, He will put a tab on one nipple and just keep His hand on the other. He reminds me to keep talking to Him to let Him know what i am feeling and if it gets to be too much. It takes a bit for me to feel anything, once i do He increases the sensation slowly. He gets a rhythm going, the pulses starting at low and moving up, slowly at first then more quickly. I actually like this sensation better that the earlier one. My nipples react and i can feel myself dripping. Master keeps the unit going and uses His other hand to bring me right to the edge of an orgasm. I ask for more...more stimulation...Master is telling me i have permission to cum.....and i explode, more fiercely than i think i ever have. I have never screamed without restraint, but i cannot restrain myself, i am loud and i do not even care...an even bigger surprise as i think back on it. Once i have calmed, and i can talk and think, i look at Master and say...that was so awesome....He chuckles and says, i think i got that message.
Master then points out, that had i not suggested and asked for a spanking today, i would have missed out on all of this.......His point is made, when i have an 'itch', He is only to happy to scratch it, if possible. Asking is not only OK....it can be very, very good...and keep me warm and smiling...even on a very , very cold day.
hugs abby
Saturday, January 24, 2015
Chat and Spank
****A friend sent me an email titled..."How Children perceive their grandparents".
I thought i would share them with you one at a time at the start of future posts...
My young grandson called me the other day to wish me a happy birthday. He asked me how old I was, and i told him, 80. He was quiet for a moment, and then asked, "Did you start at 1?"
I have never been an 'open book' type of person. I have to get to know you pretty well, before i let you in to see the real me...and even then, you might not get the whole story. ( As i am writing i am thinking...how did you ever start blogging?? lol). I am not a loner, i have lots of friends, socialize a fair amount, am always up for a road trip.
Master, as you might guess, was the exception, almost from the very beginning.
I used to wonder how He had developed x-ray vision, and sensors that would go off when i was struggling with something. In fact, He is not an action figure, He is a man who took the time and effort to get to really know me, the patience to show me that i could totally trust Him, and the wisdom to let me discover that indeed i could run to Him and He would have open arms.
Knowing all this, do i sometimes regress.....of course. I have been struggling with something, and finally decided to let Master in....He was not surprised, simply said, about time you turn around and run to me. Those of you who have been reading here for over a year, might remember that last year, i needed a lot of Master's "persuasion" to join a gym. I found a woman's gym....one that i had been a member a while ago and sort of enjoyed...but i never got to that point this time. And although i did lose some inches, i did not feel the result were worth the effort.
I tell Master, and have a few arguments ready to present......He immediately says stop going, don't even finish out your last month. Just about the last thing i expected to hear. He wanted me to try, and i did. He still wants me to do some type of physical activity every day, and i already have a couple ideas for that. He just wants me healthy and around for as long as possible......a goal i easily agree with.
Master then decides that we need more heat....yes it is still freezing here....but we are luckily avoiding all that snow some of you are seeing this weekend. He has me over His lap, and is using a light weight frog paddle, it us just the right implement to get me relaxed, and mellow, the type of spanking that one could enjoy for a long time. He switches to a heavier shamrock paddle, but with a warm up and over my jeans, i am beginning to think it is time to shed layers. Master agrees, tells me to get rid of the sweatshirt and jeans.
I am back over His lap, as He reaches in to grasp and pull and tweak my nipples, and hang on to them as He continues the spanking. It is a harder set, but i manage to get my head around it, and between sets Master checks for proof that i am enjoying....and helps to increase the 'enjoyment'. Once He has me dripping, He starts in with the hardest set of all, telling me i have permission to cum at any time. In addition with the spanks, Master adds His voice, telling me to cum, encouraging me, urging me on....and i explode.
Master does not let up as i am still squirming, and tells me to cum again, and spanks harder and faster.......and it happens, a second orgasm. It is rare that i can cum from spanking only, usually I need a little help to get over the top, but the stars seem to align just right this time. I flew to that place where there is no pain, it is just me and His voice and that paddle.....and boom.
Have a good weekend all
hugs abby
I thought i would share them with you one at a time at the start of future posts...
My young grandson called me the other day to wish me a happy birthday. He asked me how old I was, and i told him, 80. He was quiet for a moment, and then asked, "Did you start at 1?"
I have never been an 'open book' type of person. I have to get to know you pretty well, before i let you in to see the real me...and even then, you might not get the whole story. ( As i am writing i am thinking...how did you ever start blogging?? lol). I am not a loner, i have lots of friends, socialize a fair amount, am always up for a road trip.
Master, as you might guess, was the exception, almost from the very beginning.
I used to wonder how He had developed x-ray vision, and sensors that would go off when i was struggling with something. In fact, He is not an action figure, He is a man who took the time and effort to get to really know me, the patience to show me that i could totally trust Him, and the wisdom to let me discover that indeed i could run to Him and He would have open arms.
Knowing all this, do i sometimes regress.....of course. I have been struggling with something, and finally decided to let Master in....He was not surprised, simply said, about time you turn around and run to me. Those of you who have been reading here for over a year, might remember that last year, i needed a lot of Master's "persuasion" to join a gym. I found a woman's gym....one that i had been a member a while ago and sort of enjoyed...but i never got to that point this time. And although i did lose some inches, i did not feel the result were worth the effort.
I tell Master, and have a few arguments ready to present......He immediately says stop going, don't even finish out your last month. Just about the last thing i expected to hear. He wanted me to try, and i did. He still wants me to do some type of physical activity every day, and i already have a couple ideas for that. He just wants me healthy and around for as long as possible......a goal i easily agree with.
Master then decides that we need more heat....yes it is still freezing here....but we are luckily avoiding all that snow some of you are seeing this weekend. He has me over His lap, and is using a light weight frog paddle, it us just the right implement to get me relaxed, and mellow, the type of spanking that one could enjoy for a long time. He switches to a heavier shamrock paddle, but with a warm up and over my jeans, i am beginning to think it is time to shed layers. Master agrees, tells me to get rid of the sweatshirt and jeans.
I am back over His lap, as He reaches in to grasp and pull and tweak my nipples, and hang on to them as He continues the spanking. It is a harder set, but i manage to get my head around it, and between sets Master checks for proof that i am enjoying....and helps to increase the 'enjoyment'. Once He has me dripping, He starts in with the hardest set of all, telling me i have permission to cum at any time. In addition with the spanks, Master adds His voice, telling me to cum, encouraging me, urging me on....and i explode.
Master does not let up as i am still squirming, and tells me to cum again, and spanks harder and faster.......and it happens, a second orgasm. It is rare that i can cum from spanking only, usually I need a little help to get over the top, but the stars seem to align just right this time. I flew to that place where there is no pain, it is just me and His voice and that paddle.....and boom.
Have a good weekend all
hugs abby
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
M&M's vs M/M
I was shopping today, after my M/M time with Master, for some Valentine treats for the grands. I came across some M&M's in pink and purple with sayings on them
.....perfect for the girls. Then i started to chuckle to myself... i don't think anyone saw me. I was thinking, when i think of m/m.....no way am i thinking red little candies....more like a hot, cherry red bottom. Hmmmmmm, which is better??
So maintenance today started off very differently. Master let me stay dress...yes it has been that cold here, and they are saying 'we ain't seen nothing, yet'. It was cold, so Master told me i could kneel fully dressed....i am pretty sure that is a first. Clothed kneeling....i could get used to it....but that probably will not happen. Master is proving to me that clothing does not deter Him, He is pinching and pulling my breast, right through the three layers i am wearing.
Master then helps me up, and tells me to get over His lap I hesitate, He says stay dressed, i am not done warming you up, yet. WOW.....Master has spanked me once before when i was fully dressed, the very first time He spanked me. I quickly climb over...do not want Him to reconsider. He starts off with His hand, and quickly switches over to the maintenance paddle. Ahhhh......now this is more in line with what i have always thought maintenance should be! Master chuckles as He sees how relaxed i am...so before i fall asleep i hear...
Time for the real spanking. Nothing is happening....i look at Him. Yes, you are warmed up, time to get undressed. I take off all 3 layers....and really it still does feel rather comfortable. I am back over His lap, and the 'real' spanking starts. When Master is satisfied at the color and heat generating now from my bottom, He tells me to properly thank Him. I look at Him, grin, get up, kneel and start to unbuckle His belt...His is smiling.
His scent, His feel, His taste....soon i can feel myself dripping. Master helps me out with that;).
Then as we are snuggling Master's fingers start wandering, i quickly point them in the direction i want them to go. It feels so good, just as i am getting ready to ask for permission,,,He stops. I quickly look at Him, He is grinning...later when you are thinking of me.....ask for a permission............i do, and it is granted.
Hugs abby
.....perfect for the girls. Then i started to chuckle to myself... i don't think anyone saw me. I was thinking, when i think of m/m.....no way am i thinking red little candies....more like a hot, cherry red bottom. Hmmmmmm, which is better??
So maintenance today started off very differently. Master let me stay dress...yes it has been that cold here, and they are saying 'we ain't seen nothing, yet'. It was cold, so Master told me i could kneel fully dressed....i am pretty sure that is a first. Clothed kneeling....i could get used to it....but that probably will not happen. Master is proving to me that clothing does not deter Him, He is pinching and pulling my breast, right through the three layers i am wearing.
Master then helps me up, and tells me to get over His lap I hesitate, He says stay dressed, i am not done warming you up, yet. WOW.....Master has spanked me once before when i was fully dressed, the very first time He spanked me. I quickly climb over...do not want Him to reconsider. He starts off with His hand, and quickly switches over to the maintenance paddle. Ahhhh......now this is more in line with what i have always thought maintenance should be! Master chuckles as He sees how relaxed i am...so before i fall asleep i hear...
Time for the real spanking. Nothing is happening....i look at Him. Yes, you are warmed up, time to get undressed. I take off all 3 layers....and really it still does feel rather comfortable. I am back over His lap, and the 'real' spanking starts. When Master is satisfied at the color and heat generating now from my bottom, He tells me to properly thank Him. I look at Him, grin, get up, kneel and start to unbuckle His belt...His is smiling.
His scent, His feel, His taste....soon i can feel myself dripping. Master helps me out with that;).
Then as we are snuggling Master's fingers start wandering, i quickly point them in the direction i want them to go. It feels so good, just as i am getting ready to ask for permission,,,He stops. I quickly look at Him, He is grinning...later when you are thinking of me.....ask for a permission............i do, and it is granted.
Hugs abby
Saturday, January 17, 2015
Keeping warm on a cold day....
I really dislike being cold, at this time of year, i am cold a lot! Fortunately, i also know someone who can warm me up quickly...
I arrive at Master's and, as the song goes...baby it is cold outside!!! After some hugging and chatting, Master tells me to get ready...naked and kneeling. I am still chilled, but Master assures me i will soon be very warm...the chill will be forgotten. I look at the big fluffy blanket in the room and wonder if i could undress, then grab it and wrap myself up in it....hmmm, probably not a good idea.
So i am naked and kneeling, Master is covering my eyes...even His hands feel cold. He is telling me this is our time to be us....to shut out everyone and everything else. He works His way down my body...His hands getting warmer as He travels down my body, and the heat transfers to warm me up.
I am invited over His lap, for a hand warm-up, which is also warming the rest of me, from the outside to the inside. He picks up a paddle we have not used in a while, it is about the size of the maintenance paddle, with no holes, but heavier. I am not sure if it is because i am used to the maintenance paddle, or because the paddle felt cold, but it sure did seem to hurt more than maintenance, i 'complain'...nicely...to Master. He is more interested in the noise it is making...more of a clapping sound, less of a thud. He loves the sound, unfortunately.
He stops and says we have something to discuss. My non phone call. Those of you who have been reading here for a while might remember that a few years ago Master wanted me to call Him at noon time to remind Him to take a lunch break. He was starting a new position, and tends to get lost in the computer screen. It was not a big request , but one i had trouble with....for some reason it seems it is the small things that usually trip me up.
I did finally realize it was not a big deal, and every day at noon i would call or text. He prefers the calls, and lately i have been mostly calling. I had text and not called on Friday. When He asked why no call, i said i know He is busy at work lately, and it is easier to read a text than answer a call, or listen to a voice message. He says the call could be a reason for Him to break away...i replied He could do the same with a text. I had just dug myself a hole.
Honestly on the days i did not call, it was usually because i was feeling less submissive or listening to those darn pesky voices. Master was not pleased the i would decide between the two, when i know that He prefers a call. As we discussed it, and i kept coming up with excuses, He finally just said...I will make this easier for you...it is now a rule, luncheon reminders are calls, no matter what. I guess in a way that does stop the occasional debate going on in my head....and i know,,,,it really is just a phone call,,,a small thing. He then says, the next part of your spanking a harder set, for not calling today, and to remind you to call from now on. I am ouching and from the first one...they certainly are a reminder.
Master then wants me to thank Him for the new rule and reminder, i say the words as i move to kneel between His legs. The heat on my bottom is urging me on, as i make sure He knows i am thankful.
Master then tells me to lean over, head down, bottom out, He is holding a cane. I grown, he says your bottom is well warmed, and i will start with light ones. I tell Him we have different definitions of light....but He surprises me and the first set are very light. After a little rubbing we move on the medium ones....these hurt, but are tolerable. Problem is there are no welts....no evidence He did a good job, and nothing for me to enjoy later. Master remedies that with the last set.....as we move up the scale to hard ones. Master is finally satisfied that He has generated enough heat on my outside, we move on to lighting a fire on the inside, in truth i am already on simmer.
Master's way of keeping me toasty warm...even hot....is highly recommended:)
hugs abby
I arrive at Master's and, as the song goes...baby it is cold outside!!! After some hugging and chatting, Master tells me to get ready...naked and kneeling. I am still chilled, but Master assures me i will soon be very warm...the chill will be forgotten. I look at the big fluffy blanket in the room and wonder if i could undress, then grab it and wrap myself up in it....hmmm, probably not a good idea.
So i am naked and kneeling, Master is covering my eyes...even His hands feel cold. He is telling me this is our time to be us....to shut out everyone and everything else. He works His way down my body...His hands getting warmer as He travels down my body, and the heat transfers to warm me up.
I am invited over His lap, for a hand warm-up, which is also warming the rest of me, from the outside to the inside. He picks up a paddle we have not used in a while, it is about the size of the maintenance paddle, with no holes, but heavier. I am not sure if it is because i am used to the maintenance paddle, or because the paddle felt cold, but it sure did seem to hurt more than maintenance, i 'complain'...nicely...to Master. He is more interested in the noise it is making...more of a clapping sound, less of a thud. He loves the sound, unfortunately.
He stops and says we have something to discuss. My non phone call. Those of you who have been reading here for a while might remember that a few years ago Master wanted me to call Him at noon time to remind Him to take a lunch break. He was starting a new position, and tends to get lost in the computer screen. It was not a big request , but one i had trouble with....for some reason it seems it is the small things that usually trip me up.
I did finally realize it was not a big deal, and every day at noon i would call or text. He prefers the calls, and lately i have been mostly calling. I had text and not called on Friday. When He asked why no call, i said i know He is busy at work lately, and it is easier to read a text than answer a call, or listen to a voice message. He says the call could be a reason for Him to break away...i replied He could do the same with a text. I had just dug myself a hole.
Honestly on the days i did not call, it was usually because i was feeling less submissive or listening to those darn pesky voices. Master was not pleased the i would decide between the two, when i know that He prefers a call. As we discussed it, and i kept coming up with excuses, He finally just said...I will make this easier for you...it is now a rule, luncheon reminders are calls, no matter what. I guess in a way that does stop the occasional debate going on in my head....and i know,,,,it really is just a phone call,,,a small thing. He then says, the next part of your spanking a harder set, for not calling today, and to remind you to call from now on. I am ouching and from the first one...they certainly are a reminder.
Master then wants me to thank Him for the new rule and reminder, i say the words as i move to kneel between His legs. The heat on my bottom is urging me on, as i make sure He knows i am thankful.
Master then tells me to lean over, head down, bottom out, He is holding a cane. I grown, he says your bottom is well warmed, and i will start with light ones. I tell Him we have different definitions of light....but He surprises me and the first set are very light. After a little rubbing we move on the medium ones....these hurt, but are tolerable. Problem is there are no welts....no evidence He did a good job, and nothing for me to enjoy later. Master remedies that with the last set.....as we move up the scale to hard ones. Master is finally satisfied that He has generated enough heat on my outside, we move on to lighting a fire on the inside, in truth i am already on simmer.
Master's way of keeping me toasty warm...even hot....is highly recommended:)
hugs abby
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
Sub Drop
In my comments section of a recent post, a couple people asked for an explanation of sub drop. My teacher training returned, and i figured if 2 people asked, more are probably wondering. I did a little research and from my most recent experience i have some knowledge to impart. But i am going to ask those of you who are more 'in the know' to please add to the discussion.
Sub drop occurs when one goes from an endorphin high back to 'normalcy'...i put normalcy in quotes, since i consider that a pretty subjective term. So, during a long or intense play session our body releases endorphins, that is what makes us raise our bottom for more, sends us to a place where the pain is not the the most important sensation, leaves us thinking...WOW! I guess similar to a state of euphoria.
When the endorphins recede, the high feeling becomes a low feeling....the higher the high, the lower the low can be. In my case, at first i thought i was getting the flu or a bad cold...that feeling that all was not right. I woke up exhausted, one of the great joys of retirement is being able to roll back and go back to sleep. I awoke a bit more rested, but still feeling very melancholy. I turned on the the TV and the talk show i was watching made me tear up. That is when i started to wonder what the heck was going on???
Quite by chance i had read an article a couple of weeks ago on sub drop. Master and i had a fairly intense play time on Thursday. A light bulb went on, and i decided to just be extra nice to myself during the day, took a nap, and i was feeling better by the time evening came along. In the article i read, it said the sub drop could last a few days.
A way to help prevent sub drop is with after care....being held, snuggling, hydrating, etc.
Now, Master and i have been at this a while and this is the first time i can recall feeling such a way. Master always, always, is wonderful with after care. After a punishment it consists of hugs and the knowledge that all is forgiven, and His checking on me to be sure i am OK. After play sessions, the after care consists of many hugs, cuddles, snuggling on His lap, caresses, soft, sweet chats, naps...you get the idea. There was after care on Thursday, but sub drop occurred anyway.
Hope this helps....
hugs abby
Sub drop occurs when one goes from an endorphin high back to 'normalcy'...i put normalcy in quotes, since i consider that a pretty subjective term. So, during a long or intense play session our body releases endorphins, that is what makes us raise our bottom for more, sends us to a place where the pain is not the the most important sensation, leaves us thinking...WOW! I guess similar to a state of euphoria.
When the endorphins recede, the high feeling becomes a low feeling....the higher the high, the lower the low can be. In my case, at first i thought i was getting the flu or a bad cold...that feeling that all was not right. I woke up exhausted, one of the great joys of retirement is being able to roll back and go back to sleep. I awoke a bit more rested, but still feeling very melancholy. I turned on the the TV and the talk show i was watching made me tear up. That is when i started to wonder what the heck was going on???
Quite by chance i had read an article a couple of weeks ago on sub drop. Master and i had a fairly intense play time on Thursday. A light bulb went on, and i decided to just be extra nice to myself during the day, took a nap, and i was feeling better by the time evening came along. In the article i read, it said the sub drop could last a few days.
A way to help prevent sub drop is with after care....being held, snuggling, hydrating, etc.
Now, Master and i have been at this a while and this is the first time i can recall feeling such a way. Master always, always, is wonderful with after care. After a punishment it consists of hugs and the knowledge that all is forgiven, and His checking on me to be sure i am OK. After play sessions, the after care consists of many hugs, cuddles, snuggling on His lap, caresses, soft, sweet chats, naps...you get the idea. There was after care on Thursday, but sub drop occurred anyway.
Hope this helps....
hugs abby
Tuesday, January 13, 2015
BRRRRRR....
Saw this at DelFonte who got it from TMI Tuesday so decided to join in!
Where you live what is the current season?
Frozen tundra....not that much snow so far..too cold! Below 0 again tonight.
Do you measure/report the weather temperature in Celsius or Fahrenheit?
Personally i use BRRRR or to ##### cold!
Describe your ideal day of weather.
Sunny, maybe a few fluffy clouds, light breeze, hot enough to be comfortable on the beach.
When it is cold outside, i want to:
a. Run outside naked because it is exhilarating...no...but that might be the one thing that does get me running.
b. Bundle up in warm clothes and take a winter walk.....maybe, if the sun is shining and there are no gale type winds.....
c. Turn the heat up, stay indoors, hibernate until the warm weather returns...sounds good to me!
d. I do not pay attention to the weather...around here it is hard not to, main topic of conversation.
Do you go "commando" in cold weather or in winter? When i am told to....yes.
For $10,000 USD would you rather ride a bike for one mile in 7 degrees F or jump naked into a freezing cold Alaskan lake? They do have Polar plunges around here to raise money for charities....i think the bike.
What is your favorite piece of winter clothing? A nice fluffy warm blanket that i wrap myself in every night.
Bonus...do you have more or less sex in winter months? Well, i am assuming regular in the house sex.....for all seasons ..whenever the mood strikes.
hugs abby
Where you live what is the current season?
Frozen tundra....not that much snow so far..too cold! Below 0 again tonight.
Do you measure/report the weather temperature in Celsius or Fahrenheit?
Personally i use BRRRR or to ##### cold!
Describe your ideal day of weather.
Sunny, maybe a few fluffy clouds, light breeze, hot enough to be comfortable on the beach.
When it is cold outside, i want to:
a. Run outside naked because it is exhilarating...no...but that might be the one thing that does get me running.
b. Bundle up in warm clothes and take a winter walk.....maybe, if the sun is shining and there are no gale type winds.....
c. Turn the heat up, stay indoors, hibernate until the warm weather returns...sounds good to me!
d. I do not pay attention to the weather...around here it is hard not to, main topic of conversation.
Do you go "commando" in cold weather or in winter? When i am told to....yes.
For $10,000 USD would you rather ride a bike for one mile in 7 degrees F or jump naked into a freezing cold Alaskan lake? They do have Polar plunges around here to raise money for charities....i think the bike.
What is your favorite piece of winter clothing? A nice fluffy warm blanket that i wrap myself in every night.
Bonus...do you have more or less sex in winter months? Well, i am assuming regular in the house sex.....for all seasons ..whenever the mood strikes.
hugs abby
Monday, January 12, 2015
That's enough patty-caking...*
* A quote from Master ......
Yes, that is a direct quote, and if it did not mean that warm-up is over, time for the real spanking to begin, i would have been giggling. One of the things i love about Master is his verbal ability....with His use of words, He can stop me in my tracks, make me regret an action, bring me to tears, make me sigh, make me swoon, have me cum....or make me giggle.
We start with bear hugs. Master wants to be sure i am fine. I had a bout of 'sub drop' on Friday, a first for me. Master is always great with after care, and last Thursday was no exception, but it was an intense play session. At first i was not sure what was going on, maybe the flu or something. When i figured out it probably was sub drop I took it easy, relaxed and got through it, but did not let Master know about it right away. I knew He was very busy on that day.....so when i did tell Him, i got the...'I am never too busy for you, is that clear' lecture? On the brighter side, i also got lots of hugs and special attention over the weekend to make sure i was fine.
After we chat a bit, Master is giving me that....what are you not naked and kneeling look. I soon remedy that and Master is massaging and warming me up, relaxing me, reminding me of that all of me is His. There is no breast torture...er... i mean...play...i am not complaining.
Over His lap, and a hand warm-up. He switches to the small paddle, i am thumping a leg, and my body is stiff. He reminds me to relax and accept, that this is still a warm-up. Not to concentrate on the pain part....even after all this time, i am not sure that is really possible. But i concentrate on my breathing and relaxing my body, and i finally get there. As soon as i do, the real maintenance part begins.
These are much harder, He stops for a little rubbing after 25, telling me we are a quarter of the way there. The next 25, i am happy to be half way, but i am feeling the burn on my bottom. He starts in for what i think is the next 25, but does not stop til 90....then announces the last 10. I take that as a warning....these will be much harder...they are, but we are done. Master is massaging and rubbing and 'checking' to see how i am truly reacting.
When i am at the point of getting close i ask for a permission, usually i get a quick yes. Today, i get more chat, reminding me that i do not cum until i get His permission, and that it takes a lot of self control to manage that. He continues chatting....honestly, i was just concentrating on breathing...He is not only chatting, His fingers are urging me on. He comments on how swollen and wet i am, i am panting. Finally, i head, since you have been so good, cum for your Master. After a couple more permissions i am finally spent, ready for some snuggling and relaxing.
hugs abby
Yes, that is a direct quote, and if it did not mean that warm-up is over, time for the real spanking to begin, i would have been giggling. One of the things i love about Master is his verbal ability....with His use of words, He can stop me in my tracks, make me regret an action, bring me to tears, make me sigh, make me swoon, have me cum....or make me giggle.
We start with bear hugs. Master wants to be sure i am fine. I had a bout of 'sub drop' on Friday, a first for me. Master is always great with after care, and last Thursday was no exception, but it was an intense play session. At first i was not sure what was going on, maybe the flu or something. When i figured out it probably was sub drop I took it easy, relaxed and got through it, but did not let Master know about it right away. I knew He was very busy on that day.....so when i did tell Him, i got the...'I am never too busy for you, is that clear' lecture? On the brighter side, i also got lots of hugs and special attention over the weekend to make sure i was fine.
After we chat a bit, Master is giving me that....what are you not naked and kneeling look. I soon remedy that and Master is massaging and warming me up, relaxing me, reminding me of that all of me is His. There is no breast torture...er... i mean...play...i am not complaining.
Over His lap, and a hand warm-up. He switches to the small paddle, i am thumping a leg, and my body is stiff. He reminds me to relax and accept, that this is still a warm-up. Not to concentrate on the pain part....even after all this time, i am not sure that is really possible. But i concentrate on my breathing and relaxing my body, and i finally get there. As soon as i do, the real maintenance part begins.
These are much harder, He stops for a little rubbing after 25, telling me we are a quarter of the way there. The next 25, i am happy to be half way, but i am feeling the burn on my bottom. He starts in for what i think is the next 25, but does not stop til 90....then announces the last 10. I take that as a warning....these will be much harder...they are, but we are done. Master is massaging and rubbing and 'checking' to see how i am truly reacting.
When i am at the point of getting close i ask for a permission, usually i get a quick yes. Today, i get more chat, reminding me that i do not cum until i get His permission, and that it takes a lot of self control to manage that. He continues chatting....honestly, i was just concentrating on breathing...He is not only chatting, His fingers are urging me on. He comments on how swollen and wet i am, i am panting. Finally, i head, since you have been so good, cum for your Master. After a couple more permissions i am finally spent, ready for some snuggling and relaxing.
hugs abby
Saturday, January 10, 2015
A PS on the 'Unbirthday' post....
Firstly, thank you all so much for the unbirthday wishes....nothing like having an ordinary day turn extra special!!!!
I have a few more reflections on the day that i would like to share. Master knows when my birthday is....in March. A few years after we met, when we were at the point of celebrating such events, i made sure to start hinting way ahead of time. I learned a very long time ago that hinting is better that regretting. ( Master would replace hinting with telling). The last few years i have not had to hint, and He has never forgotten. I think this was a case of.....if the phone, or computer, or internet says it is so,.....it must be. He saw it on His phone, and without further thought, He put a plan in place. Altho, i was confused the night before when we were chatting, Master thought i was trying to pull His leg.
It also struck me, as i was thinking about it, how differently this would have played out before i met Master or even when i first met Him. Let me set the scene for you:
I walk in and He wishes me a Happy Birthday......I immediately, start a rant...full of sarcasm. How could He be so stupid, He should know by now, doesn't He know how to program His phone correctly...etc. When i was done ranting, i would have probably said....it is not my birthday, save your celebration for when it is...and walked out with a slamming of the door. Yep.....that is probably what would have happened. Not pretty, but sadly, accurate.
Instead, we had a good laugh and a wonderful afternoon......there are many benefits to TTWD....and having a wonderful non-birthday celebration is one of them. The icing on the cake....i can look forward to another celebration when March rolls in:)!
Hope you are all staying warm and having a good weekend...
hugs abby
I have a few more reflections on the day that i would like to share. Master knows when my birthday is....in March. A few years after we met, when we were at the point of celebrating such events, i made sure to start hinting way ahead of time. I learned a very long time ago that hinting is better that regretting. ( Master would replace hinting with telling). The last few years i have not had to hint, and He has never forgotten. I think this was a case of.....if the phone, or computer, or internet says it is so,.....it must be. He saw it on His phone, and without further thought, He put a plan in place. Altho, i was confused the night before when we were chatting, Master thought i was trying to pull His leg.
It also struck me, as i was thinking about it, how differently this would have played out before i met Master or even when i first met Him. Let me set the scene for you:
I walk in and He wishes me a Happy Birthday......I immediately, start a rant...full of sarcasm. How could He be so stupid, He should know by now, doesn't He know how to program His phone correctly...etc. When i was done ranting, i would have probably said....it is not my birthday, save your celebration for when it is...and walked out with a slamming of the door. Yep.....that is probably what would have happened. Not pretty, but sadly, accurate.
Instead, we had a good laugh and a wonderful afternoon......there are many benefits to TTWD....and having a wonderful non-birthday celebration is one of them. The icing on the cake....i can look forward to another celebration when March rolls in:)!
Hope you are all staying warm and having a good weekend...
hugs abby
Thursday, January 8, 2015
When is a birthday...not a birthday??
Most of the time Master and i communicate well, He 'reads' me well, and i have been known to tell Him to get out of my head. That is most of time....
Last night a chat i had with Master left me confused. He told me He would see me today for the birthday. Now i asked when, and if i needed to bring a gift...He said, no, I have that under control. I asked if i knew who the person was...He said i would not recognize her. Now...as the conversation is happening, i am thinking He is giving me odd answers, but we moved on to another topic... and i figured i would learn more today.
This morning He sends me a text....Happy Birthday, ...i think is this how He is reminding me about the celebration later.....i tell Him about my morning plans, and will see Him after lunch. I am still thinking that the conversations lately have been odd, but maybe He is preoccupied with something.
I get to His house...no other cars....i go into the house, get a hug, walk into the living room and see 'toys' laid out and some strange large restraining device that i have never seen before. I look at Him and He says...Happy birthday celebration! I am astounded...look at Him...He is serious...and i say it is not my birthday. He tells me it is , we talked about it last night. I say we talked about a birthday for someone...but you never said it was for me...and i never said it was my birthday. He gives me a look and says it is your birthday....and i give Him the same reply as before. Now during all this conversation, i have not been 'snippy', kept my voice quiet, and not a hint of sarcasm......something most people who know me would not think possible.
Master says it is on His phone calendar...today is Abby's birthday. I again reply, but it is not my birthday. Here it says so on the calendar, as He takes His phone out...Now if there was ever an open invitation for sarcasm this was it...i resisted, as he continues..see. I say it is wrong...He wonders how that happened....Gee i don't have a clue..do any of you?? ( I deserve a gold star for not saying any of that out loud.). I remind Him when my birthday is.....ohhhh...a light goes on....it is not today.
I will give Him credit, He simply says, ...Let's not waste an opportunity to celebrate your non-birthday.
I am soon kneeling naked, and then over His lap for a warm-up. Then on to a paddling until He likes the color of my bottom....and tells me time to see how His new addition works. He says is is the type of restraint used in a psychiatric facility. We finally get it on..it mostly restrains my hands against my waist. He helps me lie down, only there is a big knot in the middle of my back...very uncomfortable. So we decide it is on backwards...and start over. Finally we are ready...i am not sure what we are ready for...i am laying on my back, with this large belt restricting my arms and hands. Master shows me a candle.....a long one...since no 'birthdays' are complete without at least one candle. He lights it and kneels next to me......wax play. I believe mentioning a while ago that we had not done that in a long time. He is concentrating on my breast, telling me that when i move i ruin His aim. He wants to make a wax impression of my nipples, so He needs them covered in wax.
He varies the distance between the candle and my breast....varying the amount of heat i feel. I wriggle a bit, and He warns me that means wax in other places, and He will not stop til the nipple is covered. He is finally satisfied with one side....so on to the other.
When He is done, He helps me up and out of the restraining belt. He asks if i am in the mood for a flogging.....always in the mood for a flogging.
I am told to lean against the fireplace ledge, and He asks if i want the whip or flogger first. Before i can get a word out...like i thought this was just a flogging...He decides a whipping warm-up. It is the lightest whipping ever...really a nice warm up before the flogging. I am treated to a wonderful flogging, all over my back, starting lightly increasing in intensity, once again, stopping short of too much. Master tells me to stay in position while He pries off the wax...He wants an impression of my nipples. He is not happy with the first one, but pleased with the second one.
After some pleasuring and permissions.....we both agree....
Celebrating a non-birthday is a good idea...lots of fun..and no aging!!!
hugs abby
Last night a chat i had with Master left me confused. He told me He would see me today for the birthday. Now i asked when, and if i needed to bring a gift...He said, no, I have that under control. I asked if i knew who the person was...He said i would not recognize her. Now...as the conversation is happening, i am thinking He is giving me odd answers, but we moved on to another topic... and i figured i would learn more today.
This morning He sends me a text....Happy Birthday, ...i think is this how He is reminding me about the celebration later.....i tell Him about my morning plans, and will see Him after lunch. I am still thinking that the conversations lately have been odd, but maybe He is preoccupied with something.
I get to His house...no other cars....i go into the house, get a hug, walk into the living room and see 'toys' laid out and some strange large restraining device that i have never seen before. I look at Him and He says...Happy birthday celebration! I am astounded...look at Him...He is serious...and i say it is not my birthday. He tells me it is , we talked about it last night. I say we talked about a birthday for someone...but you never said it was for me...and i never said it was my birthday. He gives me a look and says it is your birthday....and i give Him the same reply as before. Now during all this conversation, i have not been 'snippy', kept my voice quiet, and not a hint of sarcasm......something most people who know me would not think possible.
Master says it is on His phone calendar...today is Abby's birthday. I again reply, but it is not my birthday. Here it says so on the calendar, as He takes His phone out...Now if there was ever an open invitation for sarcasm this was it...i resisted, as he continues..see. I say it is wrong...He wonders how that happened....Gee i don't have a clue..do any of you?? ( I deserve a gold star for not saying any of that out loud.). I remind Him when my birthday is.....ohhhh...a light goes on....it is not today.
I will give Him credit, He simply says, ...Let's not waste an opportunity to celebrate your non-birthday.
I am soon kneeling naked, and then over His lap for a warm-up. Then on to a paddling until He likes the color of my bottom....and tells me time to see how His new addition works. He says is is the type of restraint used in a psychiatric facility. We finally get it on..it mostly restrains my hands against my waist. He helps me lie down, only there is a big knot in the middle of my back...very uncomfortable. So we decide it is on backwards...and start over. Finally we are ready...i am not sure what we are ready for...i am laying on my back, with this large belt restricting my arms and hands. Master shows me a candle.....a long one...since no 'birthdays' are complete without at least one candle. He lights it and kneels next to me......wax play. I believe mentioning a while ago that we had not done that in a long time. He is concentrating on my breast, telling me that when i move i ruin His aim. He wants to make a wax impression of my nipples, so He needs them covered in wax.
He varies the distance between the candle and my breast....varying the amount of heat i feel. I wriggle a bit, and He warns me that means wax in other places, and He will not stop til the nipple is covered. He is finally satisfied with one side....so on to the other.
When He is done, He helps me up and out of the restraining belt. He asks if i am in the mood for a flogging.....always in the mood for a flogging.
I am told to lean against the fireplace ledge, and He asks if i want the whip or flogger first. Before i can get a word out...like i thought this was just a flogging...He decides a whipping warm-up. It is the lightest whipping ever...really a nice warm up before the flogging. I am treated to a wonderful flogging, all over my back, starting lightly increasing in intensity, once again, stopping short of too much. Master tells me to stay in position while He pries off the wax...He wants an impression of my nipples. He is not happy with the first one, but pleased with the second one.
After some pleasuring and permissions.....we both agree....
Celebrating a non-birthday is a good idea...lots of fun..and no aging!!!
hugs abby
Monday, January 5, 2015
First M/M of the new year...
.......I guess i am not much of a fiction writer, since you all guessed correctly. My last post was an account of how Master and i celebrated our New Year. We both had a marvelous time...;).
Today, being the first Monday of the New Year, was my first maintenance spanking for this year. It was also my first weigh in report since before Christmas. I had a 2 1/2 pound 'window', i gained 3 pounds. Master, who wants you all to know He can be a 'nice' guy....gave me a week to get back on track:).
We started, as always, with my naked kneeling time. Master is re-claiming all of me, talking quietly, while i relax and am reminded that all of me is His. He focuses on my nipples, pinching and pulling, i concentrate on breathing. Finally, He helps me up, and invites me over His lap.
I am relaxed waiting for Him to start, when i feel wood tapping my bottom. My head swivels around....Master looks at me.....and then chuckles. "Oh, did i forget a hand warm-up", He asks. He most certainly did. He puts the paddle down, and rectifies His oversight.
Once the He is done with His hand warm-up, He returns to using the paddle. He is using it lightly, as we chat. He asks if i am ready for the warm-up to end and the real spanking to start. I honestly reply....no. He continues to spank lightly, and tells me to let Him know when i want to warm-up to end and the real spanking to start. It is tempting to see how long He will allow me to continue with the warm-up, but i know not to take...or try to take...advantage of a good offer.
After maybe another 5 minutes i say that i am ready. I am waiting for Him to start in harder with the maintenance paddle when He tells me to get up. I am so surprised, He has to tell me twice. I get up, He rises and soon is holding a short cane. I groan, He smiles and tells me to get in position...head down bottom out. I take a deep breath and 'assume the position'.
After the first set of 12, Master tells me i am not accepting and need to get my head in the right space and accept it. It takes me a few more 'swishes' before i am breathing slowly....and i hear 'good girl'...i have moved into acceptance. Master finishes up, telling me He hopes the welts stay with me longer than a paddling usually does. He moves in behind me, asking if this brings back a memory of Friday...it does.....:):):). Permissions are soon granted....and after some recovery time, we are reading to let the world in.
It is FREEZING here...and only going to get colder over the next couple of days...stay warm....i am sure you can all think of some ways to do that!
hugs abby
,
Today, being the first Monday of the New Year, was my first maintenance spanking for this year. It was also my first weigh in report since before Christmas. I had a 2 1/2 pound 'window', i gained 3 pounds. Master, who wants you all to know He can be a 'nice' guy....gave me a week to get back on track:).
We started, as always, with my naked kneeling time. Master is re-claiming all of me, talking quietly, while i relax and am reminded that all of me is His. He focuses on my nipples, pinching and pulling, i concentrate on breathing. Finally, He helps me up, and invites me over His lap.
I am relaxed waiting for Him to start, when i feel wood tapping my bottom. My head swivels around....Master looks at me.....and then chuckles. "Oh, did i forget a hand warm-up", He asks. He most certainly did. He puts the paddle down, and rectifies His oversight.
Once the He is done with His hand warm-up, He returns to using the paddle. He is using it lightly, as we chat. He asks if i am ready for the warm-up to end and the real spanking to start. I honestly reply....no. He continues to spank lightly, and tells me to let Him know when i want to warm-up to end and the real spanking to start. It is tempting to see how long He will allow me to continue with the warm-up, but i know not to take...or try to take...advantage of a good offer.
After maybe another 5 minutes i say that i am ready. I am waiting for Him to start in harder with the maintenance paddle when He tells me to get up. I am so surprised, He has to tell me twice. I get up, He rises and soon is holding a short cane. I groan, He smiles and tells me to get in position...head down bottom out. I take a deep breath and 'assume the position'.
After the first set of 12, Master tells me i am not accepting and need to get my head in the right space and accept it. It takes me a few more 'swishes' before i am breathing slowly....and i hear 'good girl'...i have moved into acceptance. Master finishes up, telling me He hopes the welts stay with me longer than a paddling usually does. He moves in behind me, asking if this brings back a memory of Friday...it does.....:):):). Permissions are soon granted....and after some recovery time, we are reading to let the world in.
It is FREEZING here...and only going to get colder over the next couple of days...stay warm....i am sure you can all think of some ways to do that!
hugs abby
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Saturday, January 3, 2015
Fact or fiction...you decide.
Is this a tale of how Master and i celebrated the New Year....or is this my try at some fiction.....you decide.
Master and i had a late celebration of the New Year. I sensed that something special was up ....but had no idea what He was planning.
I send a good morning message, as usual, before i am out of bed. He asks how i will serve Him today. I reply anyway He wants....vague, but true. His reply....
...will you suck my cock til your jaw can't take anymore
....will you offer your ass to be beaten
....will you hold out your breasts for me to whip them
.....and when i am done, will you beg me for more
I know these are rhetorical questions, and are a hint that my day will be quite interesting. He continues, I know I can take whatever I want...today I want you to ask for all of it, to speak all the words out loud. Ah.....not an easy thing for me to do, speak the words, tell what i want, disclose my fantasies out loud. When we are finished today there will be nothing left of that wall that you are hanging on to.....all the bricks will gone. His words...i am excited and apprehensive, all at once. He has me play with myself, then lick my fingers, telling me i will become very familiar with that taste before today is over. He adds that He will be taking my ass today also, so to be ready. He reminds me i will have to ask for all of this, and tells me He will see me later.
Very little time goes by, before i hear from Him again. He does not want to wait, He wants me at His place on the hour....wearing as little as possible, since i will enter the house naked. I am told not to be late, since i will have to wait on the porch naked a minute for every minute i am late. Yes, it is very cold here today...His porch is enclosed, but with large windows.....i am on time.
I am standing naked when He lets me in and tells me to kneel immediately. I see a leash and collar on the table. He takes my face into His hands. He is telling me that today is the day i give up the part of me that i have hanging on to. He knows i will do whatever He asks...He wants me to do the asking. He wants me to be obedient, and i have been, but He wants me to use my voice, He wants me to ask for what i want, what i fantasize about. He asks if i have ever thought about wearing a collar and leash...i have. He takes it from the table and puts the collar on and pulls at the leash, i am to follow Him.
As we walk into the room i see a line up of toys...usually a toy that is out is used, the line up is long......We hug and Master reminds me that i have to ask before anything happens. I ask to suck His cock, permission is granted. He tells me when i need a break to crawl over to the toys and pick out the one i want Him to use for a warm-up. I choose the leather paddle, Master nods and i climb over His knee. He does start with His hand, then moves on to the paddle, targeting my bottom and thighs. He notices that i am getting very wet, He grabs my toy and coats it with my juices, then has be lick it clean. He tells me to put the toy away and get into position to lick His cock.
This time He wants me to concentrate on licking Him only. Long, slow licks....until i am ready to choose the next toy. I decide to get some of the wood out of the way, so i choose the paddle i gave Him for Christmas. I present it to Him, and crawl up on His lap. After a couple minutes i hear......Is there something you want with this paddle. So I ask for Him to paddle me. He gives me 3 sets of 10...light, medium, then hard ones. He is rubbing and ask if i had enough...i ask for 10 more medium ones, and then after that 10 hard ones. My requests are granted.
Master then has me stand, as He is holding a short whip/strap. I present my breast to Him and ask for Him to whip them. He starts off very lightly, and builds up slowly. He is praising me, and suddenly asks if i would like Him to kiss the sting away. Silly question.
I ask to suck His cock again, and am on my knees. When i am finished He asks if i would like to straddle Him and 'ride' Him. I do and am in position, but i am quickly getting to the point of needing a permission....no permission is granted, in fact He is not sure if i will get one today...or if it will take much longer. I look up at Him, trying to see if He is chuckling...He is not.
He then tells me to pick out a toy that will make me want Him to fuck my bottom. I hesitate, not sure such a thing exist. He says choose wisely, because He will use it until i ask for Him to take my bottom. He suggests the cane, i decide on the large strop. I bend over bottom up and i get a couple sets. He stops and asks if i am ready to ask. I am not;...He reminds me that He wants all of me today, and He wants me to use my voice. I just cannot ask. We have done this before, but rarely. He continues with the strop telling me i know how to stop the strapping. He stops and starts to rub his balls and cock up against my bottom, until i am moaning and pushing back. He grabs the lube and uses His fingers, tells me i am ready, He will go slowly, i just have to ask. I tell Him i can't....He continues to rub up against me as we chat a bit about why....He continues to rub and massage and reassure me....as i am getting myself to relax. Finally, i ask, He tells me i am in control, He will go at my pace, and much to my surprise....He has claimed my bottom, and i start to urge Him on....and asking for permission...which is granted.
Once i can move, i am back on my knees, until Master is filling my mouth, and we are both sated. I climb onto His lap, Master is sure i have a few more orgasms to give Him...Master is rarely wrong about such things. I sit up on His lap and we just snuggle, enjoying the feel of each other. I look at Master and tell Him...He has set the bar pretty high, i am not sure how He will outdo today. He chuckles, as i reassure Him, just being with Him is enough. He reminds me that there was a point to today.....
a point that was made, and i will remember....i am His, He wants me open with no walls, not even leftover bricks......all of me.
hugs abby
Master and i had a late celebration of the New Year. I sensed that something special was up ....but had no idea what He was planning.
I send a good morning message, as usual, before i am out of bed. He asks how i will serve Him today. I reply anyway He wants....vague, but true. His reply....
...will you suck my cock til your jaw can't take anymore
....will you offer your ass to be beaten
....will you hold out your breasts for me to whip them
.....and when i am done, will you beg me for more
I know these are rhetorical questions, and are a hint that my day will be quite interesting. He continues, I know I can take whatever I want...today I want you to ask for all of it, to speak all the words out loud. Ah.....not an easy thing for me to do, speak the words, tell what i want, disclose my fantasies out loud. When we are finished today there will be nothing left of that wall that you are hanging on to.....all the bricks will gone. His words...i am excited and apprehensive, all at once. He has me play with myself, then lick my fingers, telling me i will become very familiar with that taste before today is over. He adds that He will be taking my ass today also, so to be ready. He reminds me i will have to ask for all of this, and tells me He will see me later.
Very little time goes by, before i hear from Him again. He does not want to wait, He wants me at His place on the hour....wearing as little as possible, since i will enter the house naked. I am told not to be late, since i will have to wait on the porch naked a minute for every minute i am late. Yes, it is very cold here today...His porch is enclosed, but with large windows.....i am on time.
I am standing naked when He lets me in and tells me to kneel immediately. I see a leash and collar on the table. He takes my face into His hands. He is telling me that today is the day i give up the part of me that i have hanging on to. He knows i will do whatever He asks...He wants me to do the asking. He wants me to be obedient, and i have been, but He wants me to use my voice, He wants me to ask for what i want, what i fantasize about. He asks if i have ever thought about wearing a collar and leash...i have. He takes it from the table and puts the collar on and pulls at the leash, i am to follow Him.
As we walk into the room i see a line up of toys...usually a toy that is out is used, the line up is long......We hug and Master reminds me that i have to ask before anything happens. I ask to suck His cock, permission is granted. He tells me when i need a break to crawl over to the toys and pick out the one i want Him to use for a warm-up. I choose the leather paddle, Master nods and i climb over His knee. He does start with His hand, then moves on to the paddle, targeting my bottom and thighs. He notices that i am getting very wet, He grabs my toy and coats it with my juices, then has be lick it clean. He tells me to put the toy away and get into position to lick His cock.
This time He wants me to concentrate on licking Him only. Long, slow licks....until i am ready to choose the next toy. I decide to get some of the wood out of the way, so i choose the paddle i gave Him for Christmas. I present it to Him, and crawl up on His lap. After a couple minutes i hear......Is there something you want with this paddle. So I ask for Him to paddle me. He gives me 3 sets of 10...light, medium, then hard ones. He is rubbing and ask if i had enough...i ask for 10 more medium ones, and then after that 10 hard ones. My requests are granted.
Master then has me stand, as He is holding a short whip/strap. I present my breast to Him and ask for Him to whip them. He starts off very lightly, and builds up slowly. He is praising me, and suddenly asks if i would like Him to kiss the sting away. Silly question.
I ask to suck His cock again, and am on my knees. When i am finished He asks if i would like to straddle Him and 'ride' Him. I do and am in position, but i am quickly getting to the point of needing a permission....no permission is granted, in fact He is not sure if i will get one today...or if it will take much longer. I look up at Him, trying to see if He is chuckling...He is not.
He then tells me to pick out a toy that will make me want Him to fuck my bottom. I hesitate, not sure such a thing exist. He says choose wisely, because He will use it until i ask for Him to take my bottom. He suggests the cane, i decide on the large strop. I bend over bottom up and i get a couple sets. He stops and asks if i am ready to ask. I am not;...He reminds me that He wants all of me today, and He wants me to use my voice. I just cannot ask. We have done this before, but rarely. He continues with the strop telling me i know how to stop the strapping. He stops and starts to rub his balls and cock up against my bottom, until i am moaning and pushing back. He grabs the lube and uses His fingers, tells me i am ready, He will go slowly, i just have to ask. I tell Him i can't....He continues to rub up against me as we chat a bit about why....He continues to rub and massage and reassure me....as i am getting myself to relax. Finally, i ask, He tells me i am in control, He will go at my pace, and much to my surprise....He has claimed my bottom, and i start to urge Him on....and asking for permission...which is granted.
Once i can move, i am back on my knees, until Master is filling my mouth, and we are both sated. I climb onto His lap, Master is sure i have a few more orgasms to give Him...Master is rarely wrong about such things. I sit up on His lap and we just snuggle, enjoying the feel of each other. I look at Master and tell Him...He has set the bar pretty high, i am not sure how He will outdo today. He chuckles, as i reassure Him, just being with Him is enough. He reminds me that there was a point to today.....
a point that was made, and i will remember....i am His, He wants me open with no walls, not even leftover bricks......all of me.
hugs abby
Friday, January 2, 2015
Happy 2015 to all!!!
Yes, i know i am a day late.....I just got back home on New Year's eve. The family time was wonderful, but it was a long time to be away. Spending Christmas Eve and morning with a 2 and a 5 year old, is of course, the best. They were so excited, both at receiving the gifts and watching 'grandma' open the special items they had made and selected for me.
We met up with the rest of the family, including my siblings and their children and grands for another celebration on Saturday. There were 6 under 6....along with the teens , young adults, and 'us'. The first Christmas without my mom....but there was little sadness. She was there, and we each had planned a surprise for the others, that kept her with us. The biggest surprised from my niece...she was married in June and announced that she is expecting....twins :):) Two new family members added to our future celebrations. It was special and we will look back with smile and wonderful memories for a long time.
To all of you, i want to say thank you, for your support during the tough times, and your continuous friendship. I wish all of you a new year that is full of wonderful surprises, good health, memory making moments.....and very rosy cheeks!!!
hugs abby
We met up with the rest of the family, including my siblings and their children and grands for another celebration on Saturday. There were 6 under 6....along with the teens , young adults, and 'us'. The first Christmas without my mom....but there was little sadness. She was there, and we each had planned a surprise for the others, that kept her with us. The biggest surprised from my niece...she was married in June and announced that she is expecting....twins :):) Two new family members added to our future celebrations. It was special and we will look back with smile and wonderful memories for a long time.
To all of you, i want to say thank you, for your support during the tough times, and your continuous friendship. I wish all of you a new year that is full of wonderful surprises, good health, memory making moments.....and very rosy cheeks!!!
hugs abby
Monday, December 22, 2014
"Monday, Monday"
I hope that you are all at the point where the work part is done.....and you are enjoying all the good feelings and joy...that the holiday can bring. I am holding dear with prayers and good thoughts all of you who are facing difficulties...I am at my son's and each day brings a new reason to smile and be thankful...
A couple Mondays ago Master was in a musical mood. Everything reminded Him of a song..mostly of the 'golden oldies' varieties. One of tunes was Monday, Monday a hit by "The Turtles", way back when. It was featured in the movie The Big Chill. I know that many of you are thinking...who?? what???,but hopefully there are a few out there who will recognize the title and group. Master suggested i should use the tune, but re-write it to reflect my Mondays. I worked on it when i was still home, so i could post it on this Monday....
For you Sir:
Monday morning, i wake to thoughts of maintenance.
Oh, Monday morning, Monday morning always guarantees
That Monday evening my bottom will still be sore.
Monday, Monday, i can trust that day;
Monday, Monday, it always turns out that way.
Oh, Monday morning, you give me a feeling of certainty.
Oh, Monday, Monday, i know over His knee i will be.
Every other day of the week i am calm.
Because when Monday comes, because when Monday comes
You can find me over my Master's knee.
Monday, Monday, so good for me;
Monday morning i wake to thoughts of maintenance.
Oh, Monday morning, Monday morning always guarantees
That Monday evening my bottom will still be sore.
Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week I focus
Because when Monday comes, when Monday comes
You will find me over My Master's knee.
On Monday, Monday, i know that day
Monday, Monday, always turns out that way;
Oh, Monday, Monday maintenance day
Monday, Monday is here to stay.
Oh Monday, Monday
Oh Monday, Monday.
hugs abby
A couple Mondays ago Master was in a musical mood. Everything reminded Him of a song..mostly of the 'golden oldies' varieties. One of tunes was Monday, Monday a hit by "The Turtles", way back when. It was featured in the movie The Big Chill. I know that many of you are thinking...who?? what???,but hopefully there are a few out there who will recognize the title and group. Master suggested i should use the tune, but re-write it to reflect my Mondays. I worked on it when i was still home, so i could post it on this Monday....
For you Sir:
Monday morning, i wake to thoughts of maintenance.
Oh, Monday morning, Monday morning always guarantees
That Monday evening my bottom will still be sore.
Monday, Monday, i can trust that day;
Monday, Monday, it always turns out that way.
Oh, Monday morning, you give me a feeling of certainty.
Oh, Monday, Monday, i know over His knee i will be.
Every other day of the week i am calm.
Because when Monday comes, because when Monday comes
You can find me over my Master's knee.
Monday, Monday, so good for me;
Monday morning i wake to thoughts of maintenance.
Oh, Monday morning, Monday morning always guarantees
That Monday evening my bottom will still be sore.
Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week I focus
Because when Monday comes, when Monday comes
You will find me over My Master's knee.
On Monday, Monday, i know that day
Monday, Monday, always turns out that way;
Oh, Monday, Monday maintenance day
Monday, Monday is here to stay.
Oh Monday, Monday
Oh Monday, Monday.
hugs abby
Monday, December 15, 2014
Thank You Blondie!!
I have been toying with the idea of giving Master a new paddle as a gift....for a special occasion. Problem...i am not all that fond of wood, and He has more than enough paddles, in my humble opinion. So i always talked myself out of it....and it was not all that difficult.
So, with Christmas approaching, i started having that same talk with myself. Only this time, i decided pleasing Him was more important than...worrying about my bottom.
So i went to browse at BonniesPlace on Etsy. There is this a link on her blog.... ttwdblondiesblog.blogspot.com She has a nice variety of paddles. I had an idea of what i wanted...i wanted this paddle to be different than all His others, so i wanted it personalized. I wanted it to 'say' My Paddleman....that eliminated the smaller paddles and made my choice easier.
I contacted Bonnie to ask if it was possible to personalize a paddle. One of the things that brings me back to a place to shop, is customer service. Blondie knows how to provide customer service. Every time i sent her a note with a question or idea, her replies were quick and full of good advice. She said they could use a decal....they had already tried it and it worked fine and looked great. She let me choose from a number of fonts she sent me, and went to work. The paddle was quickly ready to mail...and i remembered i was going to be out of town. I sent Bonnie an email, asking her to hand on to it til i returned...did not want it stolen from my front porch....she agreed and mailed it when i returned.
The paddle came, looked great and i could not wait to see Master's reaction. He opened it today...and was very surprised....and of course...could not wait to try it out.
It is lighter that most of His paddles, but it covers both cheeks with a spank...i think that means each spank should count as 2. It is easy to handle, and can be used lightly...or not.
Master then treated me to a flogging and then let me choose what came next. I was very mellow from the flogging....i chose the large strop. Master had me lean over. bottom up and out Master announces 100...i reply that is a lot. But my bottom is well warmed...and by the time we get there, i am in 'the zone'...:) Master stands behind me, and tells me to stay put while He takes me soaring with Him.
I am leaving tomorrow for my son's for a week. My daughter will join us on Christmas eve, and the day after Christmas we will all head up to my sister's to meet up with my siblings and have another celebration. There will be 6 under 6 very excited little ones, ...making it special. I hope you all have the merriest of times, and celebrate in your own special way.
hugs abby
So, with Christmas approaching, i started having that same talk with myself. Only this time, i decided pleasing Him was more important than...worrying about my bottom.
So i went to browse at BonniesPlace on Etsy. There is this a link on her blog.... ttwdblondiesblog.blogspot.com She has a nice variety of paddles. I had an idea of what i wanted...i wanted this paddle to be different than all His others, so i wanted it personalized. I wanted it to 'say' My Paddleman....that eliminated the smaller paddles and made my choice easier.
I contacted Bonnie to ask if it was possible to personalize a paddle. One of the things that brings me back to a place to shop, is customer service. Blondie knows how to provide customer service. Every time i sent her a note with a question or idea, her replies were quick and full of good advice. She said they could use a decal....they had already tried it and it worked fine and looked great. She let me choose from a number of fonts she sent me, and went to work. The paddle was quickly ready to mail...and i remembered i was going to be out of town. I sent Bonnie an email, asking her to hand on to it til i returned...did not want it stolen from my front porch....she agreed and mailed it when i returned.
The paddle came, looked great and i could not wait to see Master's reaction. He opened it today...and was very surprised....and of course...could not wait to try it out.
It is lighter that most of His paddles, but it covers both cheeks with a spank...i think that means each spank should count as 2. It is easy to handle, and can be used lightly...or not.
Master then treated me to a flogging and then let me choose what came next. I was very mellow from the flogging....i chose the large strop. Master had me lean over. bottom up and out Master announces 100...i reply that is a lot. But my bottom is well warmed...and by the time we get there, i am in 'the zone'...:) Master stands behind me, and tells me to stay put while He takes me soaring with Him.
I am leaving tomorrow for my son's for a week. My daughter will join us on Christmas eve, and the day after Christmas we will all head up to my sister's to meet up with my siblings and have another celebration. There will be 6 under 6 very excited little ones, ...making it special. I hope you all have the merriest of times, and celebrate in your own special way.
hugs abby
Thursday, December 11, 2014
A Needed Warm-up...
It has been bone chilling cold here all week, and yesterday we had about a foot of snow. The first storm of this winter. I needed some warming up....and Master was happy to help me out.
I am kneeling for Him, as He claims me. We are chatting a little, and He asks me how my credit card is doing. I look up at Him, surprised. It has been a long time...maybe a year...since He has checked on that. Several years ago....at least 6 or 7.... i asked Master to help me out with a credit card that was out of control. I had tried to manage it on my own....it was not working. I thought about it a long time before i asked....i was not sure if He wanted to go there, and honestly not entirely sure i wanted to. But i asked, and He said He would love to help. I told Him how much i owed...He told me i had to pay off twice what i charged each month and report to Him. That worked for a few months, and the one month i could not....Master simply told me to hand over my credit card to Him, He would keep it safe and return it when the balance on it was 0. I remember thinking...OMG..what have i gotten myself into. Then, much to my surprise,,,even today i am surprised i did it...i handed it over. I did not get it back for over half a year....but i achieved the goal, and have been a much better money manager since then.
When Master asked today, i stalled a bit, but did say i carried a small balance. He inquired what it was...and said He knew i was done Christmas shopping..and wrapping:)...and that He wanted the balance gone next month. I agreed it would be.
Master said to me....when I say I am in charge... I own...all of you...i mean it. All of You...not just your body. For a gal who witnessed the bra burning, we can have it all, we are in charge of us era....and agreed...it is amazing how warm, safe and contented it makes me to hear Master say that His arm has a long reach......
Back to today, after my claiming i start to rise, and Master tells me to stay put, we are starting with His pleasure today, i start to lick and suck, Master starts to wonder if could cum from sucking Him....I am then over Master's lap, where He checks and discovers that i was also enjoying pleasing Him. He starts lightly spanking my pussy, increasing the intensity until i am panting and needing a permission, which is granted. Master is laughing and asks if i am confused yet....it seem we have started our play time, the way we usually end it. It certainly was a wonderful way to warm me up.
Master then starts to warm up my bottom first with His hand, then with the hairbrush paddle. I am told to keep my legs open, and Master is spanking all over my bottom including my thighs. I am in a good place, and am accepting the spanking, without much of a struggle. Master then asks if i would like some leather...DUH...He tells
me to get up and get the beaver tail paddle from His bag. Takes me a while to find it, but i do, and am back over His lap, loving how this is progressing. I am totally relaxed while He continues spanking with that wonderful little paddle. When He is done, i am dripping.....
Master tells me to quickly get back to His cock. I am concentrating on Him, He is telling me to let myself get wetter , to think about cumming, He is rubbing and massaging me. He asks if i can feel myself dripping...i am nodding. Master then tells me to start playing with myself...to continue until i cum. The only condition, i must still be enjoying His cock.
I feel myself start to get close, to shudder, Master is encouraging me and..it happens, i explode, and i have managed to take Master's cock with me.
Master is telling me to stay where i am, to keep His cock in my mouth , but to relax, no movement, just quiet. I am so totally relaxed, i feel like i will nap, which Master encourages. We just rest, me with His cock in my mouth, for me a new experience, but one i look forward to repeating..:)
Master promised to warm me up.....He succeeded in turning the temperature up to HOT!!
hugs abby
I am kneeling for Him, as He claims me. We are chatting a little, and He asks me how my credit card is doing. I look up at Him, surprised. It has been a long time...maybe a year...since He has checked on that. Several years ago....at least 6 or 7.... i asked Master to help me out with a credit card that was out of control. I had tried to manage it on my own....it was not working. I thought about it a long time before i asked....i was not sure if He wanted to go there, and honestly not entirely sure i wanted to. But i asked, and He said He would love to help. I told Him how much i owed...He told me i had to pay off twice what i charged each month and report to Him. That worked for a few months, and the one month i could not....Master simply told me to hand over my credit card to Him, He would keep it safe and return it when the balance on it was 0. I remember thinking...OMG..what have i gotten myself into. Then, much to my surprise,,,even today i am surprised i did it...i handed it over. I did not get it back for over half a year....but i achieved the goal, and have been a much better money manager since then.
When Master asked today, i stalled a bit, but did say i carried a small balance. He inquired what it was...and said He knew i was done Christmas shopping..and wrapping:)...and that He wanted the balance gone next month. I agreed it would be.
Master said to me....when I say I am in charge... I own...all of you...i mean it. All of You...not just your body. For a gal who witnessed the bra burning, we can have it all, we are in charge of us era....and agreed...it is amazing how warm, safe and contented it makes me to hear Master say that His arm has a long reach......
Back to today, after my claiming i start to rise, and Master tells me to stay put, we are starting with His pleasure today, i start to lick and suck, Master starts to wonder if could cum from sucking Him....I am then over Master's lap, where He checks and discovers that i was also enjoying pleasing Him. He starts lightly spanking my pussy, increasing the intensity until i am panting and needing a permission, which is granted. Master is laughing and asks if i am confused yet....it seem we have started our play time, the way we usually end it. It certainly was a wonderful way to warm me up.
Master then starts to warm up my bottom first with His hand, then with the hairbrush paddle. I am told to keep my legs open, and Master is spanking all over my bottom including my thighs. I am in a good place, and am accepting the spanking, without much of a struggle. Master then asks if i would like some leather...DUH...He tells
me to get up and get the beaver tail paddle from His bag. Takes me a while to find it, but i do, and am back over His lap, loving how this is progressing. I am totally relaxed while He continues spanking with that wonderful little paddle. When He is done, i am dripping.....
Master tells me to quickly get back to His cock. I am concentrating on Him, He is telling me to let myself get wetter , to think about cumming, He is rubbing and massaging me. He asks if i can feel myself dripping...i am nodding. Master then tells me to start playing with myself...to continue until i cum. The only condition, i must still be enjoying His cock.
I feel myself start to get close, to shudder, Master is encouraging me and..it happens, i explode, and i have managed to take Master's cock with me.
Master is telling me to stay where i am, to keep His cock in my mouth , but to relax, no movement, just quiet. I am so totally relaxed, i feel like i will nap, which Master encourages. We just rest, me with His cock in my mouth, for me a new experience, but one i look forward to repeating..:)
Master promised to warm me up.....He succeeded in turning the temperature up to HOT!!
hugs abby
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
It's cookie exchange day:)
I have been making these cookies for years. Every time I try to stop, everyone asks for them. If you want them to look more like Christmas cookies, you can add red or green food coloring to the peanut butter part...
PEANUT BUTTER SWIRL COOKIES
1/2 cup shortening
1 cup creamy peanut butter
2 cups of sugar
4 T. of milk
2 eggs
2 1/2 cups of flour
1 t. baking soda
Cream shortening, peanut butter, eggs, milk and sugar.
Gradually add flour and baking soda.
Roll into 2 rectangles as wide as a sheet of wax paper. (about 10 inches long and 1/4 inch thick).
1 (12 oz.) package of chocolate chips
2 T butter
1/4 cup peanut butter
Melt chocolate, peanut butter and butter together and spread over dough.
Roll cookies and refrigerate for 1/2 hour.
Slice to 1/4 in. thickness and place on an ungreased cookie sheet.
Bake 7-8 minutes at 375. Cool on rack.
Hugs abby
PEANUT BUTTER SWIRL COOKIES
1/2 cup shortening
1 cup creamy peanut butter
2 cups of sugar
4 T. of milk
2 eggs
2 1/2 cups of flour
1 t. baking soda
Cream shortening, peanut butter, eggs, milk and sugar.
Gradually add flour and baking soda.
Roll into 2 rectangles as wide as a sheet of wax paper. (about 10 inches long and 1/4 inch thick).
1 (12 oz.) package of chocolate chips
2 T butter
1/4 cup peanut butter
Melt chocolate, peanut butter and butter together and spread over dough.
Roll cookies and refrigerate for 1/2 hour.
Slice to 1/4 in. thickness and place on an ungreased cookie sheet.
Bake 7-8 minutes at 375. Cool on rack.
Hugs abby
Monday, December 8, 2014
A new twist to M/M
As just about everyone knows by now, Monday is maintenance spanking day in my world. For the most part, the spanking is the same each week. We start with my naked kneeling, while Master and i discuss plans for the week. I am then invited over His lap, usually starting with a hand warm-up, then the maintenance paddle makes an appearance.
I get a bit more of a warm-up with some light taps...light according to Master's definition. Then, He tucks me in, and it is 100 spanks, in sets of 25 or 50 usually, with rubbing between the sets. Each set is harder, and the last 10 the most memorable. Today, we were about the start the second set of 50, Master was rubbing my bottom, when i hear...'I have been thinking'....
Ut oh....as i wait to hear the rest. He asks if i have ever heard of the diaper position....i slowly and quietly reply ....yes. He asks if anyone has ever written about it. Now i do recall i couple, so i say yes...and quickly add...no one liked it. (You will all back me up on this). 'Hmmmm, i think we should make up our own minds'. (No surprise there).
I am told to get up and in position. I stay still....now???....'no time like the present'. He has that smirky look, and i know...this is going to happen.
So i get up and get into the diaper position...on my back, legs up, and Master wants them apart. I get the last 50 all at once. I will say, He was not spanking as hard as He usually does....but....He did not need to. I was ouching almost at once. Not to mention, that He found more targets than he usually does....i am hoping this is a one time experiment.
When the spanking, and some rubbing is done, i start to move, and am told to stay put.
Master has my large toy and is rubbing all over and plunging and pulling and has it turned on high. Hmmm...maybe this diaper position can be a positive. After a few minutes, i yell out...Fuck me please, Master....and that rarely happens. He quickly is granting my request, and i am soon exploding, shuddering, and gasping. When i can talk again, Master asks if the diaper position gets a thumbs up.....was the payoff worth it.....
we might have to continue investigating.
hugs abby
I get a bit more of a warm-up with some light taps...light according to Master's definition. Then, He tucks me in, and it is 100 spanks, in sets of 25 or 50 usually, with rubbing between the sets. Each set is harder, and the last 10 the most memorable. Today, we were about the start the second set of 50, Master was rubbing my bottom, when i hear...'I have been thinking'....
Ut oh....as i wait to hear the rest. He asks if i have ever heard of the diaper position....i slowly and quietly reply ....yes. He asks if anyone has ever written about it. Now i do recall i couple, so i say yes...and quickly add...no one liked it. (You will all back me up on this). 'Hmmmm, i think we should make up our own minds'. (No surprise there).
I am told to get up and in position. I stay still....now???....'no time like the present'. He has that smirky look, and i know...this is going to happen.
So i get up and get into the diaper position...on my back, legs up, and Master wants them apart. I get the last 50 all at once. I will say, He was not spanking as hard as He usually does....but....He did not need to. I was ouching almost at once. Not to mention, that He found more targets than he usually does....i am hoping this is a one time experiment.
When the spanking, and some rubbing is done, i start to move, and am told to stay put.
Master has my large toy and is rubbing all over and plunging and pulling and has it turned on high. Hmmm...maybe this diaper position can be a positive. After a few minutes, i yell out...Fuck me please, Master....and that rarely happens. He quickly is granting my request, and i am soon exploding, shuddering, and gasping. When i can talk again, Master asks if the diaper position gets a thumbs up.....was the payoff worth it.....
we might have to continue investigating.
hugs abby
Saturday, December 6, 2014
500 Posts!!
I am not a person who watches her stats. I have never been a numbers person...math is a necessary evil. When Master asks about blog stats (engineer...numbers Man), i always say...i have no idea. I did happen to notice last week that i was close to 500 posts. The thought of that surprised me...500??..how did that happen. How did i ever have enough to say....i sure hope i have not been boring!
I started blogging because i was told i had to. I had all the same worries most of you probably had...what if no one reads, what if they think i am nuts, what if no one ever comments. After about 2 months i said to Master, i am done. He told me to continue for 6 months, after that the choice would be mine. That was about 5 years ago.
What i did not know..or expect..are the many benefits this blog has provided. Yes, i now have a place to look back on ( have been a diary keeper since high school), but even more importantly i have discovered many things about this blogging community.
.......it is a place of acceptance....spanking is a general term...the how's and why's and what else is our 'kink'...all of it is accepted.
.....i have made friends, that go beyond this blog. We play games, we email, we care about each other.
....i have a place to go for a daily giggle, or for some Friday Fails that make you wonder what were they thinking, or recipes, or to read some wonderful free stories, or to reinforce that i am not overly weird, or to learn about customs and life in others countries, to connect with like minded people, or to learn about new ways and ideas.
....i have received such support and encouragement during times of grief or illness.
..Thank you all....
hugs abby
I started blogging because i was told i had to. I had all the same worries most of you probably had...what if no one reads, what if they think i am nuts, what if no one ever comments. After about 2 months i said to Master, i am done. He told me to continue for 6 months, after that the choice would be mine. That was about 5 years ago.
What i did not know..or expect..are the many benefits this blog has provided. Yes, i now have a place to look back on ( have been a diary keeper since high school), but even more importantly i have discovered many things about this blogging community.
.......it is a place of acceptance....spanking is a general term...the how's and why's and what else is our 'kink'...all of it is accepted.
.....i have made friends, that go beyond this blog. We play games, we email, we care about each other.
....i have a place to go for a daily giggle, or for some Friday Fails that make you wonder what were they thinking, or recipes, or to read some wonderful free stories, or to reinforce that i am not overly weird, or to learn about customs and life in others countries, to connect with like minded people, or to learn about new ways and ideas.
....i have received such support and encouragement during times of grief or illness.
..Thank you all....
hugs abby
Thursday, December 4, 2014
What's a Road Trip Without a Sore Bottom??
I am heading back to my daughter's this weekend. It is good traveling weather, the 2 grands are in a Christmas pageant, and we get to celebrate both daughter's birthdays...and if there is time, decorate a tree!
Master decided that a road trip is best started with a sore bottom. I am kneeling naked as He is claiming me. Lately, most of that claiming is concentrated on my breast. He starts off lightly and His gentle rubbing, pulling, and use of His fingertips has me panting and squirming. He ups the pain and when i groan, He says He needs a reason to suck and lick them when He is done. I laugh and say no reason needed, they are His, but He continues. When He is done, He replaces His fingers with His tongue. He is in no hurry and continues until i am thinking i may need a permission...of course just as i start thinking that...He stops.
Then it is over His lap, as He grabs the maintenance paddle. He starts tapping it on my bottom, telling me this is my warm-up. He stops for a little rub and tells me 100 more...in sets of 25. In 'Master speak'....this means...each set will be a little harder.
By the last 25 i am 'ouching' loudly. Master checks, and yes..a certain part of me is reacting positively to His paddling. We are chatting when Master asks...would you like a flogging? Now that is almost the epitome of a silly question.
He has me get up and lean in front of the fireplace, hanging on to the mantle. He says 100...how would you like them. I have to look back and check and see if this is really Him. He chuckles and says...it's almost like you are in charge. I say maybe i could get used to it...and both decide...NO. The first 25 are very light...as per my request. When He stops, He drags the flogger all over my body, i am swooning. The next 25 are a little heavier, when He starts the third set i ask for a harder flogging. He obliges me..and then He decides the last 25 should be harder still...the slow build up, the feel of the leather tentacles...i am in a good place.
When He is finished i start to turn around, and am told to stay in place. He wants to use His whip. He hears a loud sigh....After about 5 stingy ones...He tells me only 10 more...that is good news. But they will be hard ones...not so good news. They are hard, and i react after each one...He gets to 10....i am ready....it is the lightest one of all. Master is rubbing my back, loving the feeling of the heat. Master then decides to get a larger paddle from His bag. It covers both cheeks at once, and is heavy. I 'only' get 10, but He makes each one count. He tells me i may move.
He is standing just behind me and motions me to kneel. I am enjoying the taste of Him, my chance to pleasure Him. Master then returns the pleasure, until i am limp.
Have a good weekend all....hugs abby
Master decided that a road trip is best started with a sore bottom. I am kneeling naked as He is claiming me. Lately, most of that claiming is concentrated on my breast. He starts off lightly and His gentle rubbing, pulling, and use of His fingertips has me panting and squirming. He ups the pain and when i groan, He says He needs a reason to suck and lick them when He is done. I laugh and say no reason needed, they are His, but He continues. When He is done, He replaces His fingers with His tongue. He is in no hurry and continues until i am thinking i may need a permission...of course just as i start thinking that...He stops.
Then it is over His lap, as He grabs the maintenance paddle. He starts tapping it on my bottom, telling me this is my warm-up. He stops for a little rub and tells me 100 more...in sets of 25. In 'Master speak'....this means...each set will be a little harder.
By the last 25 i am 'ouching' loudly. Master checks, and yes..a certain part of me is reacting positively to His paddling. We are chatting when Master asks...would you like a flogging? Now that is almost the epitome of a silly question.
He has me get up and lean in front of the fireplace, hanging on to the mantle. He says 100...how would you like them. I have to look back and check and see if this is really Him. He chuckles and says...it's almost like you are in charge. I say maybe i could get used to it...and both decide...NO. The first 25 are very light...as per my request. When He stops, He drags the flogger all over my body, i am swooning. The next 25 are a little heavier, when He starts the third set i ask for a harder flogging. He obliges me..and then He decides the last 25 should be harder still...the slow build up, the feel of the leather tentacles...i am in a good place.
When He is finished i start to turn around, and am told to stay in place. He wants to use His whip. He hears a loud sigh....After about 5 stingy ones...He tells me only 10 more...that is good news. But they will be hard ones...not so good news. They are hard, and i react after each one...He gets to 10....i am ready....it is the lightest one of all. Master is rubbing my back, loving the feeling of the heat. Master then decides to get a larger paddle from His bag. It covers both cheeks at once, and is heavy. I 'only' get 10, but He makes each one count. He tells me i may move.
He is standing just behind me and motions me to kneel. I am enjoying the taste of Him, my chance to pleasure Him. Master then returns the pleasure, until i am limp.
Have a good weekend all....hugs abby
Monday, December 1, 2014
Why Maintenance....
On Monday's i wake up and as soon as i am awake enough for logical thought, i think...it is Monday...quickly followed by the thought...i will be spanked. Most of the time now, it is a fleeting thought before i start my day. It is a fact of life, a part of my submission. On a rare Monday i think, i am so happy it is maintenance day, i need to feel Master's paddle, Master's strength, i need a sore bottom. More often, i start to think, i am not sure i want this, i do not want a hard spanking today.
As i lie there, i remember why we started maintenance. It was maybe 7 years ago...we had moved from being occasional spanking partners into a submissive/Master relationship. It was not what i was looking for when we first met....not what He was looking for....but, slowly it was where we ended up. It was all so new to me, but i knew how i felt..like i was whole, i had found a part of me that had been missing. We had much in common, and we just seemed to 'fit'.
But, i was struggling. I wanted to move forward, but was finding it difficult. I was having a hard time sustaining my submissive mindset between spanking sessions. I will add, i also had major trust issues, and very large never to be torn down walls had been built ....they were meant to be permanent. Master was making progress on the trust issue, He proved many times over He was a man of His word.
I had been reading blogs for a couple years, and one morning when i was thinking..why am i not better at this...at sustaining my submission when life got busy? I read a blog....that is no longer available...and i sat there stunned. I could have written it...this person was feeling exactly what i was, asking the same questions. It was unbelievable....i asked if i could send parts of the entry to Master, since she had written what i wanted to say so much better than i ever could. She agreed, i typed a note to Master and debated on sending it. I did finally send it, He replied immediately...and the next day was the first maintenance spanking.
I was in shock, i think, and honestly....wondered for a while how long weekly would last. It did not take me long to realize that weekly....meant every single week. Has it changed over the years...yes...we did not start out on a set day, or with a special maintenance paddle...or basically the same routine we follow now.
The result....my submission truly became a part of me, daily, with no doubts. My doubts about me....and yes...some about Him...were no longer nagging at me...some of my walls started to crumble....i found myself relaxing into my submission, we found ourselves moving forward.
No journey is ever always smooth sailing, but with the start of maintenance we seemed to have found a way to ensure our connection, to make it stronger. Am i advocating maintenance for everyone...of course not. We are all different in so many ways, our journeys are unique, our relationships are based what the two people involved need and want.....but for me....waking up on Monday's means i will be spanked...hard...and i will start my week calmer, more sure of myself, feeling safe knowing that i am His....and that is just what happened today.
Hugs, abby
As i lie there, i remember why we started maintenance. It was maybe 7 years ago...we had moved from being occasional spanking partners into a submissive/Master relationship. It was not what i was looking for when we first met....not what He was looking for....but, slowly it was where we ended up. It was all so new to me, but i knew how i felt..like i was whole, i had found a part of me that had been missing. We had much in common, and we just seemed to 'fit'.
But, i was struggling. I wanted to move forward, but was finding it difficult. I was having a hard time sustaining my submissive mindset between spanking sessions. I will add, i also had major trust issues, and very large never to be torn down walls had been built ....they were meant to be permanent. Master was making progress on the trust issue, He proved many times over He was a man of His word.
I had been reading blogs for a couple years, and one morning when i was thinking..why am i not better at this...at sustaining my submission when life got busy? I read a blog....that is no longer available...and i sat there stunned. I could have written it...this person was feeling exactly what i was, asking the same questions. It was unbelievable....i asked if i could send parts of the entry to Master, since she had written what i wanted to say so much better than i ever could. She agreed, i typed a note to Master and debated on sending it. I did finally send it, He replied immediately...and the next day was the first maintenance spanking.
I was in shock, i think, and honestly....wondered for a while how long weekly would last. It did not take me long to realize that weekly....meant every single week. Has it changed over the years...yes...we did not start out on a set day, or with a special maintenance paddle...or basically the same routine we follow now.
The result....my submission truly became a part of me, daily, with no doubts. My doubts about me....and yes...some about Him...were no longer nagging at me...some of my walls started to crumble....i found myself relaxing into my submission, we found ourselves moving forward.
No journey is ever always smooth sailing, but with the start of maintenance we seemed to have found a way to ensure our connection, to make it stronger. Am i advocating maintenance for everyone...of course not. We are all different in so many ways, our journeys are unique, our relationships are based what the two people involved need and want.....but for me....waking up on Monday's means i will be spanked...hard...and i will start my week calmer, more sure of myself, feeling safe knowing that i am His....and that is just what happened today.
Hugs, abby
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