I bet most of you know how Master's weight bench was recycled...into a spanking bench! It had been in His attic for...a very long time, not being used. He is one of those who rarely throws anything out...both a blessing (occasionally) and a curse (more often).
About a month ago He had the bench in His family room. I looked at Him, and He chuckled and said i finally found a good use for it. I must admit it works pretty well.
I can lie back and be fully supported and comfortable, Add a little pillow and i am very comfortable face down....there are 2 bars to support the weights that my cuffs can be attached to or i can hold on to if i feel the need. We are in the process of discovering new ways to use it:).
Yesterday was maintenance day, in my world. At the beginning of my naked kneeling time, Master announces He thinks that He's been ignoring my breasts lately. I tell Him not that i noticed...He chuckles. He decides it is time to pinch and pull, mush and squeeze, until my breath is taken away and i am squirming. He stops a few times to use His voice to calm me, and to reassure me that there is proof that i am not suffering all that much. I can feel myself getting wetter, i cannot deny that, at least one part of me, is cheering Him on...
As i am settling in over His lap, Master announces that He feels like delivering a 'good' paddling today. I feel that is an oxymoron....but know that He is determined. He does start off with an extra long hand spanking. I am relaxed, enjoying, but also know that a long warm up signals a hard spanking to follow. He then switches to the maintenance paddle, each set is increasingly hard, until i am being very vocal. He finally stops and announces that maintenance is over...i take a deep breath and smile.
But He is still in the mood to paddle my bottom. He gets the large acrylic paddle from His bag, and tells me to get up and lean over the arm of the large padded chair. He announces 12 very hard ones. The first one takes my breath away, and each one brings a loud reaction from me. They are HARD and slow. At 6 He takes a short break, telling me how proud He is of me, how i please Him.....but He does not let up in the intensity. At 11 He asks how do I give the last one.....He always tells me the last one is the hardest....but occasionally, He surprises me with a light tap. I just want Him to be done, so instead of giving Him the answer He is looking for...the last one is Hard Sir....i reply...just get it over with...not in a very submissive voice. The last very hard one is delivered, and before i can start to relax i am told to get up and kneel and thank Him. No thinking, no hesitating....just kneel and suck. Once i am started, the heat from my bottom is adding to my ...enthusiasm....and i am just in the moment...or moments.
Next, Master tells me to lay on the 'weight' bench, on my back, legs spread. He is searching for me big toy, finds it, teases me with it, and when He finally pushes it in, it is instant orgasm. Master is varying the intensity with the changes in vibration, and i finally say i have had enough...but He thinks at last one more. He gets His way :).
Then it is our quiet, snuggling, recovery time......the perfect spot for that...not the weight/spanking bench...but nestled on His lap, being held tightly.
****thanks to those of you who left questions for us on my last post...i promise we will answer all of them. It is still not too late to add more....
Hugs abby
Tuesday, March 3, 2015
Sunday, March 1, 2015
Questions....anyone?
I have always loved March....Spring is right around the corner, at least we get a few above freezing days, and much less snow. It is my birthday:)...lots of celebrating happening this year...and
March is question and answer month.....I love answering your questions...so does Master. Yes, He feels left out if you do not include Him. So, ask away, for me, for Master...for both of us......
hugs abby...and Master
March is question and answer month.....I love answering your questions...so does Master. Yes, He feels left out if you do not include Him. So, ask away, for me, for Master...for both of us......
hugs abby...and Master
Saturday, February 28, 2015
Flogger vs. Whip
I am kneeling, naked, concentrating only on His hands and His voice...Oh...His voice..it was the first thing about Him that drew me in. I can feel all the stress of the day leave, all the to-do lists are forgotten, all the family drama no long exists. I am His, all of me..
When He senses that i am totally relaxed He helps me up, and i am over His lap. He has barely started and i start to squirm...no, not from the pain, but from need. I feel myself already 'puddling', Master notices and chuckles. He warns me that i am a lonnnnngg way from getting a permission, so i better start breathing and concentrating.
He switches to one of the smaller paddles, that helps me to settle and concentrate on other things...like staying in place, accepting the pain, keeping my mouth from getting me into more trouble. He keeps 'checking', and is pleased that i am still dripping and oh...so swollen. He makes sure i stay that way.....
He then tells me He is in the mood for a whipping, it would please Him greatly to whip my back. He has me lean over the back of a padded chair. I am comfortable and will not have to struggle to stay in place. I am never prepared for the first lash, it is a reminder of what is to come. Master continues up and down my back....He is talking to me as He creates His pattern, i am able to concentrate on His voice, and stayed centered. He stops a couple times to rub out the pain,,,and then starts again.
He stops and says....I will offer you a deal....Honestly deals with Master are not always something i can get excited about. He tells me...10 more hard ones...and i will switch to the flogger. Hmmmmm....10 hard ones with the whip....but then the flogger. He does know how to dangle a carrot (i would prefer chocolate cake). I agree and He is very pleased. As promised, they are hard and i am very vocal, when He is done He rubs and assures me there is no blood.
He then gets the flogger and starts of by swishing it all over....i am instantly relaxing and my breathing quiets as i start to float. He flogs all over my back, replacing that sting with a much better sensation. Master stops and decides to check....yes, i am so ready. Master thinks i should 'thank" Him for my flogging...i think that is a great idea. I quickly get up and am on my knees, thanking Him. We then get more comfortable and permissions are granted. Time for snuggles and some quiet chat.....
Hugs abby
When He senses that i am totally relaxed He helps me up, and i am over His lap. He has barely started and i start to squirm...no, not from the pain, but from need. I feel myself already 'puddling', Master notices and chuckles. He warns me that i am a lonnnnngg way from getting a permission, so i better start breathing and concentrating.
He switches to one of the smaller paddles, that helps me to settle and concentrate on other things...like staying in place, accepting the pain, keeping my mouth from getting me into more trouble. He keeps 'checking', and is pleased that i am still dripping and oh...so swollen. He makes sure i stay that way.....
He then tells me He is in the mood for a whipping, it would please Him greatly to whip my back. He has me lean over the back of a padded chair. I am comfortable and will not have to struggle to stay in place. I am never prepared for the first lash, it is a reminder of what is to come. Master continues up and down my back....He is talking to me as He creates His pattern, i am able to concentrate on His voice, and stayed centered. He stops a couple times to rub out the pain,,,and then starts again.
He stops and says....I will offer you a deal....Honestly deals with Master are not always something i can get excited about. He tells me...10 more hard ones...and i will switch to the flogger. Hmmmmm....10 hard ones with the whip....but then the flogger. He does know how to dangle a carrot (i would prefer chocolate cake). I agree and He is very pleased. As promised, they are hard and i am very vocal, when He is done He rubs and assures me there is no blood.
He then gets the flogger and starts of by swishing it all over....i am instantly relaxing and my breathing quiets as i start to float. He flogs all over my back, replacing that sting with a much better sensation. Master stops and decides to check....yes, i am so ready. Master thinks i should 'thank" Him for my flogging...i think that is a great idea. I quickly get up and am on my knees, thanking Him. We then get more comfortable and permissions are granted. Time for snuggles and some quiet chat.....
Hugs abby
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
Asking..ARGHHHHHH...
Will i ever get to the point where i can ask, and not have it be a big deal.....You know Nike's "Just Do It" campaign...i need a just "Just Ask It", campaign. I woke up the other day, feeling like i wanted....no needed....to feel Master's dominance. But it was also a day when i knew He had lots on His plate already, so i just sent my regular "good morning"...we chatted a bit, and i got out of bed. We were in contact all day, but i did not mention anything. By the next day, i had gone into my 'quiet mode'.
As soon as i get my 'welcome' hug, Master wants to know what is happening...problems at home, not feeling well, something with us?? I tell Him i was just feeling needy....for no particular reason...and almost asked for an extra task or something, and just talked myself out of it. I know, in my head, that asking is not demanding...and the answer is His choice. He has so rarely said no to me when i ask, i cannot remember the last time He did. He is shaking His head....tells me again that asking pleases Him. "Master may i have a hard spanking today"...is music to His ears. Asking for an extra task, keeps Him smiling all day. He then says... You know , i almost gave you an hourly task knowing that i would be busy all day....we were on same wave length, you just needed to speak up....to ask.
It is maintenance day, so i am told to kneel and think about our chat. Master's hands are covering my eyes, my ears...closing out everything but us. He claims me before He invites me over His lap. After a hand warm-up, He switches to the maintenance paddle. It hurts, even tho He is not spanking hard. He knows i am struggling, tells me my head is still not where it should be. He spanks a little harder telling me, this is not maintenance...it is a 'looking for my submissive' spanking, since she seems to have lost herself. Let me know where you are found...and i have her back. The spanks get a little harder and after a few set, i tell Him that i am back...Sir.
Now, maintenance starts. Maintenance is usually a couple sets with a break in between. This first set seems to last forever, and it is hard. When He stops , i am thinking, another set to go, when i hear Him ask, are you pleased that maintenance is over? It takes me a bit to answer, as i am wondering if i heard correctly. He chuckles and says....you are debating? I tell Him no, i am glad it is over, i just thought it was a trick question. He laughs and says...well the paddling part is over.
He has me stand, He reaches and stats unbuckling His belt. Ah.....on a well warmed bottom....i am smiling. I am told to get into position, i will get 2 sets of 12. Yummy....I do love that belt...OK...any belt that is Master's! When He is done, i am told to stay in position, as He leans into me from behind. I am dripping, and Master takes advantage of that.....and permissions are soon granted. I am reminded that asking pleases Him, that He expects me to let Him know when i need Him...for whatever reason....reading my mind can be an 'iffy' thing.
*****the weather here is still brutal. The average temperature for February ...12 degrees...broke a 100 year record. We have had the most days with a below zero reading, over 4 feet of snow, just this moonth, and no temps above freezing in way over a month. I know we are not alone, and some of you have more snow...but good grief.....please let Spring be early....
*****I also got that wonderful letter from blogger. I feel my blog is fairly tame, and i don't post pics....but just in case, i am thinking it is time to back everything up. Is there anyone who can give me an easy way to do that...thanks!!
hugs abby
As soon as i get my 'welcome' hug, Master wants to know what is happening...problems at home, not feeling well, something with us?? I tell Him i was just feeling needy....for no particular reason...and almost asked for an extra task or something, and just talked myself out of it. I know, in my head, that asking is not demanding...and the answer is His choice. He has so rarely said no to me when i ask, i cannot remember the last time He did. He is shaking His head....tells me again that asking pleases Him. "Master may i have a hard spanking today"...is music to His ears. Asking for an extra task, keeps Him smiling all day. He then says... You know , i almost gave you an hourly task knowing that i would be busy all day....we were on same wave length, you just needed to speak up....to ask.
It is maintenance day, so i am told to kneel and think about our chat. Master's hands are covering my eyes, my ears...closing out everything but us. He claims me before He invites me over His lap. After a hand warm-up, He switches to the maintenance paddle. It hurts, even tho He is not spanking hard. He knows i am struggling, tells me my head is still not where it should be. He spanks a little harder telling me, this is not maintenance...it is a 'looking for my submissive' spanking, since she seems to have lost herself. Let me know where you are found...and i have her back. The spanks get a little harder and after a few set, i tell Him that i am back...Sir.
Now, maintenance starts. Maintenance is usually a couple sets with a break in between. This first set seems to last forever, and it is hard. When He stops , i am thinking, another set to go, when i hear Him ask, are you pleased that maintenance is over? It takes me a bit to answer, as i am wondering if i heard correctly. He chuckles and says....you are debating? I tell Him no, i am glad it is over, i just thought it was a trick question. He laughs and says...well the paddling part is over.
He has me stand, He reaches and stats unbuckling His belt. Ah.....on a well warmed bottom....i am smiling. I am told to get into position, i will get 2 sets of 12. Yummy....I do love that belt...OK...any belt that is Master's! When He is done, i am told to stay in position, as He leans into me from behind. I am dripping, and Master takes advantage of that.....and permissions are soon granted. I am reminded that asking pleases Him, that He expects me to let Him know when i need Him...for whatever reason....reading my mind can be an 'iffy' thing.
*****the weather here is still brutal. The average temperature for February ...12 degrees...broke a 100 year record. We have had the most days with a below zero reading, over 4 feet of snow, just this moonth, and no temps above freezing in way over a month. I know we are not alone, and some of you have more snow...but good grief.....please let Spring be early....
*****I also got that wonderful letter from blogger. I feel my blog is fairly tame, and i don't post pics....but just in case, i am thinking it is time to back everything up. Is there anyone who can give me an easy way to do that...thanks!!
hugs abby
Saturday, February 21, 2015
How to Warm a Girl Up:)
It is snowing and cold....like breaking low temperature records every day. I have been told to stay home, the roads are snow covered and icy. Lucky for me i know someone who can warm me up very quickly.
It is so cold that i get to stay dressed during my kneeling time. Master is mauling my breasts...over 3 layers of clothing. I tell Him how good it feels...while trying hard not to smirk. Master moves to pinching and pulling, and finally just tells me to get up and get naked.
I am over His lap, when i feel wood. I look over at Him....He says...Oh, i forgot, a hand warm-up goes before the paddle (guess He saw me smirking during that kneeling time). He does put the paddle down, and continues with His hand. All too soon, i feel wood, heavy and large. I look over again. He holds up the "Pouty Pooh" paddle. I have not seen..or felt...it in while, It is heavy, and large enough to cover all one bottom cheek. "Not what you were expecting?"...He sweetly asks. He continues a bit with it, until i am squirming and starting to get vocal.
He switches to the lighter, smaller paddle, and it feels so much nicer, in comparison to "Pooh". After several sets, I hear, 'last ones, 20 of the hardest ones'. I take a deep breath, as He starts. It does not take long for me to get very vocal, and pain is all i can think about. He finishes and is rubbing my bottom, enjoying the feel of the heat, remarking what a good job He has done warming me up......and...i have to agree.
He then says I can choose anything from His bag....a rare treat for me! He says He is betting i return with the flogger. I think about it...and say..."actually your helping hand is calling me name". It is a crop with the end part shaped like a little hand. It has not been use in a long time, is leather, and can reach in very 'interesting ' places. Master seems surprised....and please. It has been so long since we have used it, it is at the very bottom of His bag.
I am told to lean over and present my bottom. He starts off lightly, and i an pleased with my choice. Each set gets harder, and Master starts to travel around my bottom and thighs. He is leaving a map of 'handprints'. He stops to rub, and checks to see how much i am enjoying my choice.....just the touch of His fingers has me panting.
He chuckles and says i think you are so ready, you have my permission to cum and anytime as i continue to crop you. Spread your legs wide....He is using the crop, quickly, the slowly, harder then softer, i am panting and getting so close. He stops, and puts the crop down and continues to spank with His palm.....it is just the touch i needed to soar.....
As i am recovering Master tells me to return the favor, so in a fog i get on my knees and reach to take Him in my mouth. The heat from my bottom, the dripping from my pussy, His voice, i am wanting more and more of Him. Finally we are both satisfied, sated, spent.
He pulls me into His lap, i snuggle in, having been warmed up in the best possible way.
Hope you are all managing to find some nice 'warming up' time this weekend.
hugs abby
It is so cold that i get to stay dressed during my kneeling time. Master is mauling my breasts...over 3 layers of clothing. I tell Him how good it feels...while trying hard not to smirk. Master moves to pinching and pulling, and finally just tells me to get up and get naked.
I am over His lap, when i feel wood. I look over at Him....He says...Oh, i forgot, a hand warm-up goes before the paddle (guess He saw me smirking during that kneeling time). He does put the paddle down, and continues with His hand. All too soon, i feel wood, heavy and large. I look over again. He holds up the "Pouty Pooh" paddle. I have not seen..or felt...it in while, It is heavy, and large enough to cover all one bottom cheek. "Not what you were expecting?"...He sweetly asks. He continues a bit with it, until i am squirming and starting to get vocal.
He switches to the lighter, smaller paddle, and it feels so much nicer, in comparison to "Pooh". After several sets, I hear, 'last ones, 20 of the hardest ones'. I take a deep breath, as He starts. It does not take long for me to get very vocal, and pain is all i can think about. He finishes and is rubbing my bottom, enjoying the feel of the heat, remarking what a good job He has done warming me up......and...i have to agree.
He then says I can choose anything from His bag....a rare treat for me! He says He is betting i return with the flogger. I think about it...and say..."actually your helping hand is calling me name". It is a crop with the end part shaped like a little hand. It has not been use in a long time, is leather, and can reach in very 'interesting ' places. Master seems surprised....and please. It has been so long since we have used it, it is at the very bottom of His bag.
I am told to lean over and present my bottom. He starts off lightly, and i an pleased with my choice. Each set gets harder, and Master starts to travel around my bottom and thighs. He is leaving a map of 'handprints'. He stops to rub, and checks to see how much i am enjoying my choice.....just the touch of His fingers has me panting.
He chuckles and says i think you are so ready, you have my permission to cum and anytime as i continue to crop you. Spread your legs wide....He is using the crop, quickly, the slowly, harder then softer, i am panting and getting so close. He stops, and puts the crop down and continues to spank with His palm.....it is just the touch i needed to soar.....
As i am recovering Master tells me to return the favor, so in a fog i get on my knees and reach to take Him in my mouth. The heat from my bottom, the dripping from my pussy, His voice, i am wanting more and more of Him. Finally we are both satisfied, sated, spent.
He pulls me into His lap, i snuggle in, having been warmed up in the best possible way.
Hope you are all managing to find some nice 'warming up' time this weekend.
hugs abby
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Welcome Home Wednesday....
Would whoever out there riled up both Mother Nature and Old Man Winter at the same time please, just apologize! Or maybe one of them has to spank the other.....
I finally make it back from the Snow City...or used to be known as Boston. Seriously, my son has a 5 foot above pool...and it has disappeared, the kids swing set...the only thing visible is the top bar that everything hangs from....the snow pile at the end of the driveway....much taller than i am. I grew up in Maine, went to college in Northern Maine...and have never seen so much snow at one time.
I am back home where it is snowing...LOL. Fortunately, I can always count on Master to warm me up. Since it was Mother Nature's fault and not mine that I overstayed my week away, there was no travel tax imposed. While I was away Master even found several creative ways to remind me that He is always in charge. One morning, when the snow was falling, Master told me to keep warm by playing with myself for one minute every hour, and report to Him when i was done each hour. After the third time i complained about wet undies...He thought that was great. By mid afternoon, I had switched my method to slowly and lightly, since there were no permissions in sight. I finally did get a permission that evening.....
My welcome home celebration started off with my naked kneeling. His voice telling me i was back where i belong, His hands reclaiming every part of me, warming me, relaxing me, reminding me of my submission. I was then OTK for a delicious hand warm-up. He stopped after each set, roaming, rubbing, arousing me...warning me that i did not have a permission. Just when i thought that i could not wait any longer, i was told to get up and kneel, He had waited long enough. My mind immediately switched from my need, to making His need as great as mine. The more i aroused Him, the more aroused i became, and could myself starting to drip. Still no permission for me, as He reminded me that we had a few M/M's that had been missed.
I was back over His lap, and the maintenance paddle 'magically' appeared. He gave me permission to cum as He was paddling me, but it had been a long time since my last paddling, and my bottom was processing pain. After a couple long sets, Master announced last 20.....slow and hard....and i had to ask for them. By the end, my moans and groans were not all pain related.
Master had me get my large toy out, and continued to rub and spank lightly, and turn up the toy's levels and i started to squirm, and get closer and closer to exploding. When I knew that I could wait no longer I asked for permission, was told to get on my hands and knees and present myself to Him. He took me from behind, and quickly I was exploding. Just when I was thinking I need a break to breathe....Master rolls me over on my back, and tells me to spread widely. Breathing will have to wait, since my breath is once again taken away. I can feel myself squirting, a rare occurrence for me. Finally we are spent, Master pulls me into Him, and we just hold each other.
I read someplace where the best part of being away is coming back home. I love that my grands all know me well, and we have made wonderful memories together...and will continue to make more. But coming home.....and having Master waiting with open arms....I am lucky enough to have the best of both worlds...grandma and His.
Stay safe and warm all......
hugs abby
I finally make it back from the Snow City...or used to be known as Boston. Seriously, my son has a 5 foot above pool...and it has disappeared, the kids swing set...the only thing visible is the top bar that everything hangs from....the snow pile at the end of the driveway....much taller than i am. I grew up in Maine, went to college in Northern Maine...and have never seen so much snow at one time.
I am back home where it is snowing...LOL. Fortunately, I can always count on Master to warm me up. Since it was Mother Nature's fault and not mine that I overstayed my week away, there was no travel tax imposed. While I was away Master even found several creative ways to remind me that He is always in charge. One morning, when the snow was falling, Master told me to keep warm by playing with myself for one minute every hour, and report to Him when i was done each hour. After the third time i complained about wet undies...He thought that was great. By mid afternoon, I had switched my method to slowly and lightly, since there were no permissions in sight. I finally did get a permission that evening.....
My welcome home celebration started off with my naked kneeling. His voice telling me i was back where i belong, His hands reclaiming every part of me, warming me, relaxing me, reminding me of my submission. I was then OTK for a delicious hand warm-up. He stopped after each set, roaming, rubbing, arousing me...warning me that i did not have a permission. Just when i thought that i could not wait any longer, i was told to get up and kneel, He had waited long enough. My mind immediately switched from my need, to making His need as great as mine. The more i aroused Him, the more aroused i became, and could myself starting to drip. Still no permission for me, as He reminded me that we had a few M/M's that had been missed.
I was back over His lap, and the maintenance paddle 'magically' appeared. He gave me permission to cum as He was paddling me, but it had been a long time since my last paddling, and my bottom was processing pain. After a couple long sets, Master announced last 20.....slow and hard....and i had to ask for them. By the end, my moans and groans were not all pain related.
Master had me get my large toy out, and continued to rub and spank lightly, and turn up the toy's levels and i started to squirm, and get closer and closer to exploding. When I knew that I could wait no longer I asked for permission, was told to get on my hands and knees and present myself to Him. He took me from behind, and quickly I was exploding. Just when I was thinking I need a break to breathe....Master rolls me over on my back, and tells me to spread widely. Breathing will have to wait, since my breath is once again taken away. I can feel myself squirting, a rare occurrence for me. Finally we are spent, Master pulls me into Him, and we just hold each other.
I read someplace where the best part of being away is coming back home. I love that my grands all know me well, and we have made wonderful memories together...and will continue to make more. But coming home.....and having Master waiting with open arms....I am lucky enough to have the best of both worlds...grandma and His.
Stay safe and warm all......
hugs abby
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
A new...to me....meme
.........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
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
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
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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
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