I know that is quite a catch-all title. Truth is i have not posted as much because i sort of feel like i do a lot of repeating myself....and the last thing i want to be is BORING! But I can never resist a meme, and I do love question month....so..
Sunny's meme first..
1. Are you on facebook? Yes, i am...I have lots of family and friends spread all over the country and it is a wonderful...and easy...way to keep up with each other.
2. If the answer is yes, do you respond to what you consider stupid posts? Rarely...it just encourages more of them.
3. Name one of your favorite bugaboos. Right now it the political antics going on ...keeps the smart, responsible people away from wanting the job...and gives a terrible example...enough ranting.
4. How many FB friends do you have. I just went and checked..says 362. Some are gaming friends, and I had 20 cousins growing up...most of whom are married and grandparents....
5. Assuming you have an account how often do you check? Daily, sometimes a couple times a day.
6. Do you have more than one email account? Yes, I have two.
7. Do you twitter or is it tweet? Whichever it is....no.
8. Do you have a mobile phone? I do.
9. Is it a smart phone or one of the old fashioned kind? My kids upgraded me to a smart phone at Christmas...I am trying to learn one new thing a week about it...
10. How often to do you check for texts, messages or other wise? Usually when I hear it ping..although I have been known to ignore it.
11. Do you get accused of being on the phone or computer too much.
No....I have even been known to travel without my lap top.
12. Would you rather read an e-reader or an actual book?
E-readers are great for traveling...light weight, and there is always another book waiting. I actually still do get books from the library.
13. The title of the last book you read and genre.
A mystery..for my book club, I tend to avoid mysteries...Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie.
Thanks Sunny for using your insomnia to write these questions...
Yesterday was leap year day...just what we need, and extra Monday, and for me a maintenance spanking. Master thought that was funny and appropriate...I disagreed. But, I was kneeling naked, being reclaimed. Usually the maintenance paddle is visible, but i do not see it. Turns out, Master decided to change things up a little....He shows me the "Paddleman" paddle...it is much larger and heavier. I can't help myself...I give Him a...'you have go to be kidding' look...it does not help.
When I am over His lap, Master....the kind man He is...says, since the paddle covers both cheeks, each spank will count as double...fifty spanks, instead of one hundred. Now that is good news, but I know this man...the spanks will probably be harder, since He will not go easier on my bottom. He does give me a hand warm-up, but as soon as the paddling starts i am ouching. He does stop after each set of 10 for some rubbing, which helps and gives me time to catch my breath. The last 10 are slow and hard....but we are finished. Master checks and chuckles.....it seems that at least one part of me, did not agree with my protestations.
After several permissions, we are chatting and I ask Master if He will be using a different paddle every week? ( I am not sure how many He has...probably around 12 or so...) He thinks about it and replies....no, He likes maintenance to be basically the same each week, both of us knowing what to expect....and He likes the ritual of it. I am not surprised by His answer....so next week will be back to maintenance paddle and 100 spanks.
And finally...March is question month in blog land. Not sure there are any more questions for me to answer...but if you ask, I will answer....
Have a good week all...
hugs abby
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
Sunday, February 21, 2016
Fun Friday....Master and His Helping Hand..
After my naked kneeling and Master's reminding me that all of me is His, HE is covering my eyes and then my ears, 'closing' out the world around us...so that it is time for 'just U/us'...to be U/us. When i am totally relaxed i am invited over His lap. After a delicious hand warm-up, i feel the wood of the back of the brush. It is a small brush, and Master spreads the spanks around, but it does not take long before i start squirming....Master says it is a small brush, i look up and say...it is not the size of the brush, it is the force behind it....Master decides to use the bristle side of the brush. He is 'brushing' me all over with short strokes, and an occasional longer stoke....my back, my bottom, my legs, my thighs, my pussy....I go from being totally relaxed to panting and squirming...it all feels so good...
Master notices that i am....getting 'hot and bothered'...and decides we need to switch to the crop. He tells me to get up..UGH...and lean over, legs spread wide apart. His first target is my pussy, with quick, light spanks, until He can hear me groaning. He moves to my bottom, spanking all over, increasing the intensity, until i am almost lost in the sensation. Master asks if i had sucked His cock yet this week...(I am hoping that was a rhetorical question...and He would have remembered if i had)....I say no...He decides that needs to be corrected. I kneel...and make sure that Master will remember that i have indeed sucked His cock on this day.....
Master then has me over His lap, and is spanking again with the brush...but now, my bottom is very well warmed....and i almost in that zone, where i just want more. Master is telling me i have permission and encouraging me to cum.....and i am on the edge....but asking for a little help....Master takes His time but finally helps me to the explosions point...until i just collapse, spent.
.........A short anecdote about earlier last week...I was at Master's and looking for something in my purse. I could not find it, and just decided to empty the purse out. (I do not carry a large purse..more of a medium one, cause i tend to fill it to capacity.) Master is watching and shaking His head, i pull out something that grabs His attention. He picks it up and asks what it is...it is a box of mint tootsie roll drops...individual drops of hard mind candy with a soft chocolate center....It is opened, I see his look and quickly say, it was in my Christmas stocking , from the kids, and i put it in my purse, so that when i need to clear my throat or need to 'wet my whistle' i can have one. He is listening and...smirking. I continue, i've had them since Christmas and still have 1/2 the box left. He laughs...but then says...since Christmas, 1/2 the box gone, and i have never seen them listed in a food report. Oh.......I agree , i just never considered them ....food. But i will remedy that....He says...I will be looking for them.
.....That, my friends, is the blessing/curse, of having a man who notices every thing......
Have a good week...
hugs abby
Wednesday, February 17, 2016
Needing a Wednesday warm-up....
We all knew it was too good to be true....Mother Nature has been so good to us this year. Higher than normal temperatures, only a couple days where shoveling has been required....my kind of winter!
So, in one day yesterday, we had 18 inches of snow. It started snowing around 3 in the morning...so the reporters said...i was still snuggly warm in bed. There were a few inches when i got up...but by mid morning, the snow was coming down in large flakes, looking like a solid blanket of snow just falling from the sky. And of course, the wind increased, the cold, and it jut did not stop til around six that evening. Roads were closed, many were stranded in their cars, and the snow just kept piling up. Yep, Mother Nature did not want us to think she was not in charge.....if only she had a Master...and could get spanked....
I text Master His good morning message, and He replies....you should have a warm bottom all week this week....it is freezing out side. He knew my bottom was still tender on Tuesday, from Monday's maintenance. That reminder was no longer there this morning, so Master decided a warm-up was in order...and I agreed.
After my naked kneeling time, i was invited over His lap. We are chatting, and He asks if i am expecting a hand warm-up. Always! is my answer....Master does amend that to..unless there is a Punishment due...and yes...but luckily, one of those has not been on the agenda for a long time...and i do hope i have not just jinxed myself. After a lovely hand warm-up, Master tells me He has chosen a paddle that is lighter than the maintenance one...sounds really good to me.
Master starts in, and considering it is Master and there is a paddle in His hand, they are on the lighter side. After, the first set, there is more rubbing, the next set is a little harder, and i am squirming a bit. Master reminds me that He does not 'play' spank...His spankings all 'count'....they are meant to be felt...and trust me...they are. After 2 more sets, it is time for us to warm each other.....and if there had been snow in the room, it would not stand a chance!
I expect to wake up in the morning, to a still tender bottom and a smile....and then the next day...Fun Friday....in spite of Mother Nature, i will have been kept warm all week.
hugs abby
So, in one day yesterday, we had 18 inches of snow. It started snowing around 3 in the morning...so the reporters said...i was still snuggly warm in bed. There were a few inches when i got up...but by mid morning, the snow was coming down in large flakes, looking like a solid blanket of snow just falling from the sky. And of course, the wind increased, the cold, and it jut did not stop til around six that evening. Roads were closed, many were stranded in their cars, and the snow just kept piling up. Yep, Mother Nature did not want us to think she was not in charge.....if only she had a Master...and could get spanked....
I text Master His good morning message, and He replies....you should have a warm bottom all week this week....it is freezing out side. He knew my bottom was still tender on Tuesday, from Monday's maintenance. That reminder was no longer there this morning, so Master decided a warm-up was in order...and I agreed.
After my naked kneeling time, i was invited over His lap. We are chatting, and He asks if i am expecting a hand warm-up. Always! is my answer....Master does amend that to..unless there is a Punishment due...and yes...but luckily, one of those has not been on the agenda for a long time...and i do hope i have not just jinxed myself. After a lovely hand warm-up, Master tells me He has chosen a paddle that is lighter than the maintenance one...sounds really good to me.
Master starts in, and considering it is Master and there is a paddle in His hand, they are on the lighter side. After, the first set, there is more rubbing, the next set is a little harder, and i am squirming a bit. Master reminds me that He does not 'play' spank...His spankings all 'count'....they are meant to be felt...and trust me...they are. After 2 more sets, it is time for us to warm each other.....and if there had been snow in the room, it would not stand a chance!
I expect to wake up in the morning, to a still tender bottom and a smile....and then the next day...Fun Friday....in spite of Mother Nature, i will have been kept warm all week.
hugs abby
Saturday, February 13, 2016
Leathery Valentine's Celebration
Master and i had our 'just us' valentine's celebration a little early and of course it was a no calorie one! I walk into the room to see 4 leather 'toys' lined up. Seeing me grin, Master says...I guess I chose the right ones. He did, 4 of my favorite items from His toy bag. He tells me i can put them in the order i would like them to be used. I place the beaver tail first...it is perfect for a warm-up. Then i decide on the smaller tawse like strap...then the large leather strop, on a well warmed bottom it is wonderful, and finally, of course....the large flogger. Master says He had guessed correctly.
After my kneeling time, i am over His lap, for a hand warm-up. We start off chatting, about plans, and life in general, until i just totally relax into the spanking. Master chuckles and says...looks like you are ready....don't want you sleeping...as if!
I go get the beaver tail, Master says each section will be 100, with stops after 25 for some rubbing. The beaver tail feels like a longer warm-up.....and with the stops and the rubbing i am totally mellow by the time I hear Master tell me to get the double strap. He tells me to get up and lean over the back of the sofa. This set has a lot more sting to it....but during the stops i start to get an idea. By the last 25 there is some ouching and wriggling....Master tells me when this set is done, we will take a break...and i can concentrate on the taste, scent and feel of His cock in my mouth.
Master finishes and i ask if i can make a request. He is a little surprised but says, of course. I ask if before we continue would He get His whip and give me a set with His whip. He is surprised, but grinning...I have never asked for Him to use His whip...but i do know He loves it. Master tells me to go stand hanging on the the mantel...as He gets the whip. They sting, but they are not the hardest, i am very happy to get to 25, and some rubbing. After 50 Master asks if i expected Him to go easy on me since i requested the whip, i say no, this is for His pleasure. Master gets my large purple toy out of my bag, and tells me to suck on it, to give me something else to think about while He finishes the last 2 sets. It does occupy my mind on something besides the pain.
When the whipping is done, i trade in my purple toy for the real thing...much nicer smelling, feeling and tasting!
Next is the large strop...I am so well warmed up, that these are all just right. I am leaning over the sofa, and just enjoying and floating. When we get to 100, Master helps me up and tells me we still have the flogger to go...I tell Him He almost lost me to sub space...He tells me to get the flogger that will be ticket there.
As wonderful as the strop was, the large flogger always works magic....Master alternates between flogging me hard and swishing the leather strips over my body. It is indeed my ticket to sub space. Master helps me over to the sofa, over His lap as i make my way back....Master is rubbing and managing to both relax and excite me at the same time. And of course...since it is a Valentine celebration..we end with some explosive loving....
hugs abby
After my kneeling time, i am over His lap, for a hand warm-up. We start off chatting, about plans, and life in general, until i just totally relax into the spanking. Master chuckles and says...looks like you are ready....don't want you sleeping...as if!
I go get the beaver tail, Master says each section will be 100, with stops after 25 for some rubbing. The beaver tail feels like a longer warm-up.....and with the stops and the rubbing i am totally mellow by the time I hear Master tell me to get the double strap. He tells me to get up and lean over the back of the sofa. This set has a lot more sting to it....but during the stops i start to get an idea. By the last 25 there is some ouching and wriggling....Master tells me when this set is done, we will take a break...and i can concentrate on the taste, scent and feel of His cock in my mouth.
Master finishes and i ask if i can make a request. He is a little surprised but says, of course. I ask if before we continue would He get His whip and give me a set with His whip. He is surprised, but grinning...I have never asked for Him to use His whip...but i do know He loves it. Master tells me to go stand hanging on the the mantel...as He gets the whip. They sting, but they are not the hardest, i am very happy to get to 25, and some rubbing. After 50 Master asks if i expected Him to go easy on me since i requested the whip, i say no, this is for His pleasure. Master gets my large purple toy out of my bag, and tells me to suck on it, to give me something else to think about while He finishes the last 2 sets. It does occupy my mind on something besides the pain.
When the whipping is done, i trade in my purple toy for the real thing...much nicer smelling, feeling and tasting!
Next is the large strop...I am so well warmed up, that these are all just right. I am leaning over the sofa, and just enjoying and floating. When we get to 100, Master helps me up and tells me we still have the flogger to go...I tell Him He almost lost me to sub space...He tells me to get the flogger that will be ticket there.
As wonderful as the strop was, the large flogger always works magic....Master alternates between flogging me hard and swishing the leather strips over my body. It is indeed my ticket to sub space. Master helps me over to the sofa, over His lap as i make my way back....Master is rubbing and managing to both relax and excite me at the same time. And of course...since it is a Valentine celebration..we end with some explosive loving....
hugs abby
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
Ella's meme...since it is snowing...
Thank you ella for the meme.
1. You have to leave your house because of a disaster. All the people and pets you love are safe. If you could choose just one item to carry out, what would it be?
My diaries...I consider all of them 1 item. I have been keeping them on and off since high school.
2. Tell us about a book or series of books you loved as a child.
The Cherrie Ames R.N. series. I wanted to be a nurse and then realized it was all about science and math...
3. Name one item of clothing that you love for your spouse to wear.
Master's furry chest. No shoes, jeans, and no shirt...ahhh:)
4. Is there a lullaby your mom or dad sang to you that you also sang to your child?
I don't recall my parents singing to me. But my dad would sing "Tiny Bubble" to the grands and great-grands as he rocked away.
5. Tell about the fanciest restaurant at which you have ever dined.
Most recent was last year..Daughters and dil treated me to a night in NYC. We went to a restaurant, don't recall the name. It was run by chef Batali of the Food Network. And...Sally Fields was at the table next to us!
6. Tell us about any phobias you have. What else are you scared of?
Snakes and roller coasters...going high up and dropping..UGH!
7. Is there something old from a family member that you treasure?
My mom's engagement ring. And a picture...of my mom holding me, looks like she was still in the hospital, she is holding me close to her face looking at me as if she were seeing a miracle. My daughter had it framed for me....that says...love you more.
8. If there is reading material in your bathroom, what magazines or books could be found?
Crossword puzzle book in both bathrooms, in the car, next to my lounge chair...yes i am addicted.
9. Tell us about your dearest childhood friend.
There was a group of 5 of us...Diane, Paula, Sue and Elaine. Two of us are still in touch...oh the memories.
10. Is there a household task that belongs to your husband?
Master takes care of His place...sort of....and i take care of mine.
11. Have you ever smoked pot? How old were you the first time? Do you still enjoy?
Only as the fumes from all the concerts.
12. If it is cold, what do you wear to bed?
I have a wonderful collection of fluffy, warm, flannel PJ's.
Or....Master keeps me warm.
13. How old were you when you lost your virginity? Share any story with which you are comfortable.
I was 22...senior in college....it was not all that memorable.
14. Think of something you did as a kid about which you were glad your parents never found out. If you were a perfect child, you may just respond with "Perfect", but the rest of us will hate you for it.
Remember those 4 friend in number 9.....there were a few...one of them was a beautiful, hot day in June...much too nice to spend in school...but perfect for the beach. Only one of the astute nuns remarked the next day....that we had good coloring for having been ill the day before.
15. Boob Question -
Think Goldilocks and the 3 Bears.
Do you think your boobs are:
a.) Too big
b.) Too small
c.) Just right
d.) "All of the above" is not a valid answer.
Master says c...and He is always right...so c.
hugs abby
1. You have to leave your house because of a disaster. All the people and pets you love are safe. If you could choose just one item to carry out, what would it be?
My diaries...I consider all of them 1 item. I have been keeping them on and off since high school.
2. Tell us about a book or series of books you loved as a child.
The Cherrie Ames R.N. series. I wanted to be a nurse and then realized it was all about science and math...
3. Name one item of clothing that you love for your spouse to wear.
Master's furry chest. No shoes, jeans, and no shirt...ahhh:)
4. Is there a lullaby your mom or dad sang to you that you also sang to your child?
I don't recall my parents singing to me. But my dad would sing "Tiny Bubble" to the grands and great-grands as he rocked away.
5. Tell about the fanciest restaurant at which you have ever dined.
Most recent was last year..Daughters and dil treated me to a night in NYC. We went to a restaurant, don't recall the name. It was run by chef Batali of the Food Network. And...Sally Fields was at the table next to us!
6. Tell us about any phobias you have. What else are you scared of?
Snakes and roller coasters...going high up and dropping..UGH!
7. Is there something old from a family member that you treasure?
My mom's engagement ring. And a picture...of my mom holding me, looks like she was still in the hospital, she is holding me close to her face looking at me as if she were seeing a miracle. My daughter had it framed for me....that says...love you more.
8. If there is reading material in your bathroom, what magazines or books could be found?
Crossword puzzle book in both bathrooms, in the car, next to my lounge chair...yes i am addicted.
9. Tell us about your dearest childhood friend.
There was a group of 5 of us...Diane, Paula, Sue and Elaine. Two of us are still in touch...oh the memories.
10. Is there a household task that belongs to your husband?
Master takes care of His place...sort of....and i take care of mine.
11. Have you ever smoked pot? How old were you the first time? Do you still enjoy?
Only as the fumes from all the concerts.
12. If it is cold, what do you wear to bed?
I have a wonderful collection of fluffy, warm, flannel PJ's.
Or....Master keeps me warm.
I was 22...senior in college....it was not all that memorable.
14. Think of something you did as a kid about which you were glad your parents never found out. If you were a perfect child, you may just respond with "Perfect", but the rest of us will hate you for it.
Remember those 4 friend in number 9.....there were a few...one of them was a beautiful, hot day in June...much too nice to spend in school...but perfect for the beach. Only one of the astute nuns remarked the next day....that we had good coloring for having been ill the day before.
15. Boob Question -
Think Goldilocks and the 3 Bears.
Do you think your boobs are:
a.) Too big
b.) Too small
c.) Just right
d.) "All of the above" is not a valid answer.
Master says c...and He is always right...so c.
hugs abby
Monday, February 8, 2016
'Plugged In"
This is going to be a catch-up post...I have fallen a little behind...busy getting my behind attended to :OO)
........Go Broncos...actually neither team mattered to me..or Master..so no wager this year.
..........Master sent me a text Friday morning....find your plug, be 'wearing' it when I see you later. I was surprised, it has been a long time since we have had any bottom...or ass...play. I have not missed it all that much, and being out of practice only made me more apprehensive. I did try...but i just could not succeed in getting it where it belonged. I sent Master a text, saying i was sorry, my bathroom had lube all over, but plug was still in my hand. He replied...don't worry, I will help you with that later.
Later, i am kneeling, naked, Master is claiming me when He tells me to go get my plug and lube. I am guided over His lap, He tells me to open up to Him, and yes, after a bit the plug is in place. He plays with it a little, asking me if i remember the sensations He is now creating...they are coming back to me. He starts to spank, first with His hand, then with a hairbrush, using both sides to vary the sensations.. Just as i am starting to squirm, He reaches to check and see if i am showing any signs of enjoying.....I would like to deny it, but He finds lots of proof, that He is rubbing over my bottom.
Master says that since we have one hole full, we should go for all 3. I very much agree....we maneuver into position, and I am keeping up my share by making sure that Master is getting equal enjoyment. My mouth, my pussy and my bottom ...all tightly filled, it does not take me long to be needing permissions. Luckily Master know me well...since my mouth is full and busy, and permissions are granted. After our snuggle time, Master tells me to stay plugged, i need to re-acquaint myself with the feeling.
......Today is maintenance day , as is every Monday in my world. After my naked kneeling i am over Master's lap. We are chatting as Master is rubbing my bottom, and i feel the coolness of the maintenance paddle. My head pops up, and ask about a warm up...Master chuckles and says, ...oh, you would like a hand warm up, first. I assure Him i do, and being the nice guy He (sometimes) is, i get my hand warm-up. Too soon, it is time for the real spanking...as Master puts it. He asks me why we have maintenance..i groan, since He asks me this question every Monday. but He expects an answer every Monday, so i reply. He starts in...maintenance spankings are all hard....He stops after 25, and 50 and 75 for some rubbing. At the 75 point, i thank Him for the sets of 25...He says He was wondering if i had noticed. I assure Him i noticed and appreciate it...much better than 2 sets of 50. Master finishes the last 25 and asks if i would like some help putting my plug in. I look up at Him...He continues, it was His fault that i got 'out of practice', He plans to remedy that....i think that comes under the thought of, 'good news, bad news'. Master then asks if i would like an orgasm before we get to the plug....now that is all good news.
After i have recovered, Master tells me to get my plug. After it is in place, Master says 1 is never really enough, once He has me 'wet and ready', He tells me i will come from Him playing with my plug and using my bottom. Master never fails, and i am soon asking for a permission. With Master's encouragement I have transformed from a very quiet submissive, to a very loud one, I let Him know i am so enjoying this!!!!
I think if any of you heard an unusual noise earlier, it was me...I was exploding, and sounded like it. Once i was able to talk i started to apologize to Master for being so loud, He stopped me and said, He considered it a wonderful compliment.
.....Have a good week all...winter is supposed to make an appearance here in a couple days...temps in the single numbers and snow even...I think i have only had to shovel once this year...unheard of, but so nice......
hugs abby
........Go Broncos...actually neither team mattered to me..or Master..so no wager this year.
..........Master sent me a text Friday morning....find your plug, be 'wearing' it when I see you later. I was surprised, it has been a long time since we have had any bottom...or ass...play. I have not missed it all that much, and being out of practice only made me more apprehensive. I did try...but i just could not succeed in getting it where it belonged. I sent Master a text, saying i was sorry, my bathroom had lube all over, but plug was still in my hand. He replied...don't worry, I will help you with that later.
Later, i am kneeling, naked, Master is claiming me when He tells me to go get my plug and lube. I am guided over His lap, He tells me to open up to Him, and yes, after a bit the plug is in place. He plays with it a little, asking me if i remember the sensations He is now creating...they are coming back to me. He starts to spank, first with His hand, then with a hairbrush, using both sides to vary the sensations.. Just as i am starting to squirm, He reaches to check and see if i am showing any signs of enjoying.....I would like to deny it, but He finds lots of proof, that He is rubbing over my bottom.
Master says that since we have one hole full, we should go for all 3. I very much agree....we maneuver into position, and I am keeping up my share by making sure that Master is getting equal enjoyment. My mouth, my pussy and my bottom ...all tightly filled, it does not take me long to be needing permissions. Luckily Master know me well...since my mouth is full and busy, and permissions are granted. After our snuggle time, Master tells me to stay plugged, i need to re-acquaint myself with the feeling.
......Today is maintenance day , as is every Monday in my world. After my naked kneeling i am over Master's lap. We are chatting as Master is rubbing my bottom, and i feel the coolness of the maintenance paddle. My head pops up, and ask about a warm up...Master chuckles and says, ...oh, you would like a hand warm up, first. I assure Him i do, and being the nice guy He (sometimes) is, i get my hand warm-up. Too soon, it is time for the real spanking...as Master puts it. He asks me why we have maintenance..i groan, since He asks me this question every Monday. but He expects an answer every Monday, so i reply. He starts in...maintenance spankings are all hard....He stops after 25, and 50 and 75 for some rubbing. At the 75 point, i thank Him for the sets of 25...He says He was wondering if i had noticed. I assure Him i noticed and appreciate it...much better than 2 sets of 50. Master finishes the last 25 and asks if i would like some help putting my plug in. I look up at Him...He continues, it was His fault that i got 'out of practice', He plans to remedy that....i think that comes under the thought of, 'good news, bad news'. Master then asks if i would like an orgasm before we get to the plug....now that is all good news.
After i have recovered, Master tells me to get my plug. After it is in place, Master says 1 is never really enough, once He has me 'wet and ready', He tells me i will come from Him playing with my plug and using my bottom. Master never fails, and i am soon asking for a permission. With Master's encouragement I have transformed from a very quiet submissive, to a very loud one, I let Him know i am so enjoying this!!!!
I think if any of you heard an unusual noise earlier, it was me...I was exploding, and sounded like it. Once i was able to talk i started to apologize to Master for being so loud, He stopped me and said, He considered it a wonderful compliment.
.....Have a good week all...winter is supposed to make an appearance here in a couple days...temps in the single numbers and snow even...I think i have only had to shovel once this year...unheard of, but so nice......
hugs abby
Tuesday, February 2, 2016
Eighteen minutes of.......
Hint...not 18 minutes of spanking.
I walk into the den and see the large leather strop on the sofa...where it was left a couple days ago. Hmmmm, not like Master to leave a toy out, I start to wonder if maybe this will be an interesting Maintenance Monday. Master comes in and asks why i am not getting naked and ready to kneel. I mention the strop caught my attention, He sees my smile, and quickly tells me it is Monday...the maintenance paddle is on the agenda.
Master is claiming all of me, we are chatting about the weekend and the coming week. Master says it doesn't seem possible that it has been 6 years since we started maintenance, He would have guessed maybe 3. I refrain from commenting on His memory, just agree that time seems to fly by.
I am over His lap, He comments on my last post, the break up of 100 spanks, into sets of 2 or 4 or 5 or 10,,,He says I seemed to dislike the two sets of 50 the most. I reply that He is right, 50 seems to go on forever, much too long. So, 4 sets of 25 it is for today...Hurrah! While we are chatting He is rubbing and teasing...and getting me very wet. I am no longer talking, Master chuckles and says, let me know when you are ready for maintenance. My 'anytime' answer, gets a laugh, and He says i need to ask properly.
I ask...but before He agrees, I also have to tell Him why we have maintenance...that is part of our Monday ritual. I am squirming by now, and just want Him to start spanking with the paddle, so we can move on to something much more enjoyable...which i am ready and primed for. Finally , Master stops 'edging' me on, and i finally feel the coolness of the paddle. True to His plan, Master stops after each set of 25, to rub my bottom a bit, and to let His fingers roam.
I relax over His lap, glad the spanking part is over, and Master is enjoying getting me to squirm and breathe heavily, and pant..and...He reminds me that I need a permission before any orgasms...I nod my head. I have decided to see how long i can stay in this 'ready' state....sort of like exquisite torture...I know that if i let myself go over the edge, there will be a price to pay...but i just want to hang on that edge between pure pleasure and release for as long as I can.
I know i can wait no longer, I try to form the words, not sure what i said, but Master got the message. He tells me to cum for Him....and within seconds i am off...to that wonderful place....finally i fall over Master's lap, trying to catch my breath....Master says...18 minute build-up i am impressed at your control....wow...guess i am impressed too.
It is February and our non-existent winter continues...see my wide smile. Suppose to be close to 60 tomorrow, and record new high by a lot...bigger smile. They say winter will still put in an appearance...but it can't still be snowing in May...can it?
Hugs abby
I walk into the den and see the large leather strop on the sofa...where it was left a couple days ago. Hmmmm, not like Master to leave a toy out, I start to wonder if maybe this will be an interesting Maintenance Monday. Master comes in and asks why i am not getting naked and ready to kneel. I mention the strop caught my attention, He sees my smile, and quickly tells me it is Monday...the maintenance paddle is on the agenda.
Master is claiming all of me, we are chatting about the weekend and the coming week. Master says it doesn't seem possible that it has been 6 years since we started maintenance, He would have guessed maybe 3. I refrain from commenting on His memory, just agree that time seems to fly by.
I am over His lap, He comments on my last post, the break up of 100 spanks, into sets of 2 or 4 or 5 or 10,,,He says I seemed to dislike the two sets of 50 the most. I reply that He is right, 50 seems to go on forever, much too long. So, 4 sets of 25 it is for today...Hurrah! While we are chatting He is rubbing and teasing...and getting me very wet. I am no longer talking, Master chuckles and says, let me know when you are ready for maintenance. My 'anytime' answer, gets a laugh, and He says i need to ask properly.
I ask...but before He agrees, I also have to tell Him why we have maintenance...that is part of our Monday ritual. I am squirming by now, and just want Him to start spanking with the paddle, so we can move on to something much more enjoyable...which i am ready and primed for. Finally , Master stops 'edging' me on, and i finally feel the coolness of the paddle. True to His plan, Master stops after each set of 25, to rub my bottom a bit, and to let His fingers roam.
I relax over His lap, glad the spanking part is over, and Master is enjoying getting me to squirm and breathe heavily, and pant..and...He reminds me that I need a permission before any orgasms...I nod my head. I have decided to see how long i can stay in this 'ready' state....sort of like exquisite torture...I know that if i let myself go over the edge, there will be a price to pay...but i just want to hang on that edge between pure pleasure and release for as long as I can.
I know i can wait no longer, I try to form the words, not sure what i said, but Master got the message. He tells me to cum for Him....and within seconds i am off...to that wonderful place....finally i fall over Master's lap, trying to catch my breath....Master says...18 minute build-up i am impressed at your control....wow...guess i am impressed too.
It is February and our non-existent winter continues...see my wide smile. Suppose to be close to 60 tomorrow, and record new high by a lot...bigger smile. They say winter will still put in an appearance...but it can't still be snowing in May...can it?
Hugs abby
Tuesday, January 26, 2016
How Would You Prefer 100 Spanks?
During maintenance yesterday Master asked me to look up when we started maintenance...March of 2010...so almost 6 years. It was at a time when i was struggling with submission and Master was also a bit frustrated. We talked, and Master decided we would start maintenance...I would be spanked weekly. My first maintenance was that very day. I have to admit, later in day i was wondering how long weekly would last....i never imagined more than 6 years.
Maintenance has changed over the years to what it is today. Unless one of us is ill or away, it is on a Monday, with the maintenance paddle, 100 spanks. Master likes to surprise me, to keep me on my toes, He says, but maintenance is very ritualistic...no surprises, i pretty much know what to expect every Monday.
Before the first spank, I am asked why we have maintenance...to keep me out of trouble. He reminds me that maintenance is a hard spanking...so that i will not what one that is harder (as if i need reminding!). Then, after a hard warm-up, the paddling commences, hard ones from the beginning. Often He spanks in sets of 25, stopping after each set for a little rubbing and maybe some chat. Occasionally He will decide on 2 sets of 25, and one seemingly endless set of 50. Occasionally, He will stop at 90, and the last 10 are slow and very deliberate.
Yesterday, for the first time, He spanked in sets of 10 until He got to 100. They were slow spanks. After the first set, I thought to myself...oh, i think i will like this much more that a set of 25 or 50. By the third set i was changing my mind. The spanks seemed to hurt more...and the soreness has lasted longer (that is not a bad thing:)). I think, that since He rubbed and we chatted a bit after each 10, it was starting over on a fresh bottom each time.
If i had a vote, I would eliminate any sets of 50....they seem endless. My first choice would be sets of 25, with breaks after each set...and as an occasional alternative sets of 10. What do you think...what would your vote be?
*******Of course, i know you are all aware, that this is not a democratic vote......but maybe the results will influence Master ...a little.
have a good week...and if you are still shoveling out, you have my sympathies...
hugs abby
Maintenance has changed over the years to what it is today. Unless one of us is ill or away, it is on a Monday, with the maintenance paddle, 100 spanks. Master likes to surprise me, to keep me on my toes, He says, but maintenance is very ritualistic...no surprises, i pretty much know what to expect every Monday.
Before the first spank, I am asked why we have maintenance...to keep me out of trouble. He reminds me that maintenance is a hard spanking...so that i will not what one that is harder (as if i need reminding!). Then, after a hard warm-up, the paddling commences, hard ones from the beginning. Often He spanks in sets of 25, stopping after each set for a little rubbing and maybe some chat. Occasionally He will decide on 2 sets of 25, and one seemingly endless set of 50. Occasionally, He will stop at 90, and the last 10 are slow and very deliberate.
Yesterday, for the first time, He spanked in sets of 10 until He got to 100. They were slow spanks. After the first set, I thought to myself...oh, i think i will like this much more that a set of 25 or 50. By the third set i was changing my mind. The spanks seemed to hurt more...and the soreness has lasted longer (that is not a bad thing:)). I think, that since He rubbed and we chatted a bit after each 10, it was starting over on a fresh bottom each time.
If i had a vote, I would eliminate any sets of 50....they seem endless. My first choice would be sets of 25, with breaks after each set...and as an occasional alternative sets of 10. What do you think...what would your vote be?
*******Of course, i know you are all aware, that this is not a democratic vote......but maybe the results will influence Master ...a little.
have a good week...and if you are still shoveling out, you have my sympathies...
hugs abby
Saturday, January 23, 2016
Sparks and Spanks...
**I hope that those of you who are in the path of the epic snowstorm are safe and warm, and have stocked up on hot cocoa, board games, popcorn and good movies....and do not have to shovel yourselves out.
Maintenance this week waited until Wednesday. I was not feeling well at the beginning of the week, but was much better by Wednesday. So, i found myself kneeling before Master while He reminded me that every bit of me is His. Then over His lap, for a quick warm-up, followed by 100 with the maintenance paddle. Once i could catch my breath we moved on to more pleasurable activities. Master gave me the task of searching to see if there is anything i would like to try that we have not done yet. He then also mentioned that He was thinking He wanted 10 more pounds from me...I have Him a what??? and He grinned. (The truth is, i had been thinking for about a week that i wanted to lose 10 more, was just debating if i should just try on my own...or ask Him to help. If He helps...the rewards are much better, but gaining is a painful experience, but my reaching my goal is pretty much guaranteed.)
On Friday, i told Master i did not find anything yet in my search, but would continue to look, since it makes for interesting reading. I also fessed up that i had been thinking i wanted to lose 10 pounds. He surprised me on Wednesday when He mentioned it .....and i realized He was back in my head. (Don't think i will ever get used to that). But i would like to make no gain weeks a non punishable report. Master said it would take me longer to lose the 10 if He agreed, i countered with but the end result would be the same. So He agreed, a stay the same week will not be punished, but 2 in a row will mean a strong reminder that He wants me to stay 'on track'.
I am then kneeling for Master, and He pulls out the blindfold and covers my eyes with it. It has been a while since we have used it, and it does seem to make every sensation stronger. Master is touching all of me, only i am never sure where He will roam next. He pinches and pulls my breast. sometimes one at a time, sometimes both at once. Sometimes gently, sometimes He takes my breath away...never knowing what He will do, keeps all of me on the alert. I feel Him tug at my nipples and think...ut oh...some type of clip? But He seems to play a little and move on. Then i feel it, a small zap...He was attaching the tens unit. He reminds me to keep talking as He goes from pulsing jolts to a steady sensation, increasing and decreasing the strength.
He then invites me over His lap, i reach for the blindfold, He takes my hands and says He will remove it when He is ready. He does help me over His lap, and starts with a hand spanking. He then attaches the tens pads to my inner thighs. He varies the sensations, talking to me, keeping me anticipating His next move. He then removes the pads and puts them on my bottom. I seem to be able to 'enjoy' a higher level, maybe all His spankings have leathered it a bit. Master then removes the tabs and I feel His fingers checking to see how moist I am...I have gone beyond moist to wet.
To my surprise i start to feel a tingling coming from His finger...He has attached the lead to his finger and is trying to transfer the zap from his finger to me.....His finger is taking the brunt of the power, but i am enjoying feeling His finger....He decides to change tactics, and attaches the pad just inside of my pussy. Now....the sensation is much stronger. (yes, i am still blindfolded.) Master quickly has me panting and squirming, and can feel me 'puddling'....He removes the tab and picks up the paddle, and tells me i have permission to cum anytime He is spanking me.....I am at the point where i am pushing up to meet the paddle and just wanting more.....until, it happens....i explode...i am always surprised that being paddled can spur me on to release...it is a strong and long release, and when done i just collapse over Him. Master removes the blindfold.
Master is massaging me, bringing me back to Him. When He feels i am back, He concentrates on getting me back to where i am begging for a permission.....i have learned to make this part last for as long as possible....it feels soooo good...but all good things must end, and i am begging for permission...it is granted, and i am loudly gushing and squirting....til all i can do is lie there, panting.
Fridays have always been a favorite day of week...with Master they are extra special.
hugs abby
Maintenance this week waited until Wednesday. I was not feeling well at the beginning of the week, but was much better by Wednesday. So, i found myself kneeling before Master while He reminded me that every bit of me is His. Then over His lap, for a quick warm-up, followed by 100 with the maintenance paddle. Once i could catch my breath we moved on to more pleasurable activities. Master gave me the task of searching to see if there is anything i would like to try that we have not done yet. He then also mentioned that He was thinking He wanted 10 more pounds from me...I have Him a what??? and He grinned. (The truth is, i had been thinking for about a week that i wanted to lose 10 more, was just debating if i should just try on my own...or ask Him to help. If He helps...the rewards are much better, but gaining is a painful experience, but my reaching my goal is pretty much guaranteed.)
On Friday, i told Master i did not find anything yet in my search, but would continue to look, since it makes for interesting reading. I also fessed up that i had been thinking i wanted to lose 10 pounds. He surprised me on Wednesday when He mentioned it .....and i realized He was back in my head. (Don't think i will ever get used to that). But i would like to make no gain weeks a non punishable report. Master said it would take me longer to lose the 10 if He agreed, i countered with but the end result would be the same. So He agreed, a stay the same week will not be punished, but 2 in a row will mean a strong reminder that He wants me to stay 'on track'.
I am then kneeling for Master, and He pulls out the blindfold and covers my eyes with it. It has been a while since we have used it, and it does seem to make every sensation stronger. Master is touching all of me, only i am never sure where He will roam next. He pinches and pulls my breast. sometimes one at a time, sometimes both at once. Sometimes gently, sometimes He takes my breath away...never knowing what He will do, keeps all of me on the alert. I feel Him tug at my nipples and think...ut oh...some type of clip? But He seems to play a little and move on. Then i feel it, a small zap...He was attaching the tens unit. He reminds me to keep talking as He goes from pulsing jolts to a steady sensation, increasing and decreasing the strength.
He then invites me over His lap, i reach for the blindfold, He takes my hands and says He will remove it when He is ready. He does help me over His lap, and starts with a hand spanking. He then attaches the tens pads to my inner thighs. He varies the sensations, talking to me, keeping me anticipating His next move. He then removes the pads and puts them on my bottom. I seem to be able to 'enjoy' a higher level, maybe all His spankings have leathered it a bit. Master then removes the tabs and I feel His fingers checking to see how moist I am...I have gone beyond moist to wet.
To my surprise i start to feel a tingling coming from His finger...He has attached the lead to his finger and is trying to transfer the zap from his finger to me.....His finger is taking the brunt of the power, but i am enjoying feeling His finger....He decides to change tactics, and attaches the pad just inside of my pussy. Now....the sensation is much stronger. (yes, i am still blindfolded.) Master quickly has me panting and squirming, and can feel me 'puddling'....He removes the tab and picks up the paddle, and tells me i have permission to cum anytime He is spanking me.....I am at the point where i am pushing up to meet the paddle and just wanting more.....until, it happens....i explode...i am always surprised that being paddled can spur me on to release...it is a strong and long release, and when done i just collapse over Him. Master removes the blindfold.
Master is massaging me, bringing me back to Him. When He feels i am back, He concentrates on getting me back to where i am begging for a permission.....i have learned to make this part last for as long as possible....it feels soooo good...but all good things must end, and i am begging for permission...it is granted, and i am loudly gushing and squirting....til all i can do is lie there, panting.
Fridays have always been a favorite day of week...with Master they are extra special.
hugs abby
Saturday, January 16, 2016
Two Of My Favorite Things...
This is one of those times when He just sits and watches me as i get naked. What used to be so difficult for me, has become much easier. I see His eyes light up as He watches, His smile grows, His reaction has me confident. He approves of my choice of undies for the day. He stands and envelopes me in a big bear hug....and tells me i missed something. I turn around and see 4 'toys' on the floor. The beaver tail, the horse hair flogger (that we have not used in much too long), His belt, and the large flogger. My smile widens as He tells me to go put them in the order i want them used....I choose the beaver tail first..it is great for a warm-up, then the horse hair...it is fairly light and i am thinking He will use it partially on my front, then His belt...I am hoping I will be well warmed up and able to enjoy it. Lastly the large flogger....one of my favorite toys in His bag.
Kneeling time, He rubs my shoulders to get any kinks out, He holds my face making me feel cherished, He plays lightly with my nipples somehow producing little jolts of electricity. He then moves on to pulling and pinching, asking me if i can feel my wetness, yet? He reaches down and tells me, i should be feeling it.
I am over His lap for a hand warm-up. He starts with the usual, spanking from side to side of my bottom, spanks getting a little harder with each set. Then He decides to spank in one spot for a set, and move to the other cheek for a set. I tell Him those hurt a lot more....He moves to the sit spots for the next couple sets...yes those hurt even more. Master's answer to my complaining...."Location, location, location...so important in many things."
Master tells me to go get the beaver tail and climb over His lap. He tells me He is planning on 100 for each toy. I remark that He seems to like that number lately...He laughs and says He likes nice round numbers with zeros...I suddenly am liking 100 much more, since it only has 2 zeros.
This paddle is shaped like a beaver tail, so it pretty much covers all my bottom, but it is light with a short handle and the leather feels good.
Next i get the horse hair flogger, and my thoughts were correct, He tells me to stand with my hands behind my head. This flogger is one of the few items that i enjoy...sort of...on my breast. I do close my eyes, Master tells me 50 on the front. When He is done He rubs my breast and nipples, enjoying the heat. I stay in position as He goes behind me. The next 50 will be on my back. I love the feel of the horse hair...and relax into it.
Belt time! I get into position, head down, bottom up, legs spread. I struggle a bit as He starts, the horse hair was much gentler. These are all on my bottom. He gets to the last 10...on my back. I am not surprised, but i do get a lot more vocal. Master says He needs a break...and i know how to keep busy during a break time. I kneel and take Him into my mouth, getting loss in my quest, when i hear Master say He has an idea. I look up at Him, not sure if i should be excited...or not.
He says He wants to flog me as i suck Him. Hmmmm....2 of my favorite activities at once...I am all in. I get the flogger, He sits, and i kneel. My task is to suck, lick, slurp, kiss His cock...His task to flog my back. It is a great combination....we are both loving it!!
Master has me get back over His lap, He is rubbing my moisture over my bottom. He then sees how wet He get me....i am struggling not to cum...Master reminds me that cumming without permission is not permitted. Master is not ready for my 'torture' or 'pleasure' to end...He continues until i can hear my sloshing and am having trouble breathing. I start pleading and finally I hear...cum for Me...and i do...and i do....and i do...until all i can do is lie there, and let Him rub me back to awareness.
When i have the energy, i ask to climb onto His lap. He smiles and replies...of course. We snuggle and enjoy some quiet time, until it is time to join the real world once again.
hugs abby
Kneeling time, He rubs my shoulders to get any kinks out, He holds my face making me feel cherished, He plays lightly with my nipples somehow producing little jolts of electricity. He then moves on to pulling and pinching, asking me if i can feel my wetness, yet? He reaches down and tells me, i should be feeling it.
I am over His lap for a hand warm-up. He starts with the usual, spanking from side to side of my bottom, spanks getting a little harder with each set. Then He decides to spank in one spot for a set, and move to the other cheek for a set. I tell Him those hurt a lot more....He moves to the sit spots for the next couple sets...yes those hurt even more. Master's answer to my complaining...."Location, location, location...so important in many things."
Master tells me to go get the beaver tail and climb over His lap. He tells me He is planning on 100 for each toy. I remark that He seems to like that number lately...He laughs and says He likes nice round numbers with zeros...I suddenly am liking 100 much more, since it only has 2 zeros.
This paddle is shaped like a beaver tail, so it pretty much covers all my bottom, but it is light with a short handle and the leather feels good.
Next i get the horse hair flogger, and my thoughts were correct, He tells me to stand with my hands behind my head. This flogger is one of the few items that i enjoy...sort of...on my breast. I do close my eyes, Master tells me 50 on the front. When He is done He rubs my breast and nipples, enjoying the heat. I stay in position as He goes behind me. The next 50 will be on my back. I love the feel of the horse hair...and relax into it.
Belt time! I get into position, head down, bottom up, legs spread. I struggle a bit as He starts, the horse hair was much gentler. These are all on my bottom. He gets to the last 10...on my back. I am not surprised, but i do get a lot more vocal. Master says He needs a break...and i know how to keep busy during a break time. I kneel and take Him into my mouth, getting loss in my quest, when i hear Master say He has an idea. I look up at Him, not sure if i should be excited...or not.
He says He wants to flog me as i suck Him. Hmmmm....2 of my favorite activities at once...I am all in. I get the flogger, He sits, and i kneel. My task is to suck, lick, slurp, kiss His cock...His task to flog my back. It is a great combination....we are both loving it!!
Master has me get back over His lap, He is rubbing my moisture over my bottom. He then sees how wet He get me....i am struggling not to cum...Master reminds me that cumming without permission is not permitted. Master is not ready for my 'torture' or 'pleasure' to end...He continues until i can hear my sloshing and am having trouble breathing. I start pleading and finally I hear...cum for Me...and i do...and i do....and i do...until all i can do is lie there, and let Him rub me back to awareness.
When i have the energy, i ask to climb onto His lap. He smiles and replies...of course. We snuggle and enjoy some quiet time, until it is time to join the real world once again.
hugs abby
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
What Does a Girl Have To Do To Get a Break During a Spanking?
I hope you all made some wonderful memories during the holidays. We had an old-fashioned Christmas at grandma's, the grands enjoyed hearing about...grandma celebrated like this when she was your age. They all stayed a week, and then i went to help with a couple of the grands. I returned late Sunday, but alas my luggage did not make it. Somehow it decided to head South, was finally found in Virginia, and we are going to be reunited today...Hurrah!
Master and i had discussed while i was away the possibility of not making up 3 weeks of maintenance spankings all in one day. He seemed to think it was a possibility. I pleaded my case, saying 100 is plenty, i could never take 300 all at once. I was hopeful.....
Yesterday we get back into the routine of maintenance Monday. I remind Him that we talked about not making up the missed ones all at once. He replies, He has changed His mind. He feels that if we make them up all at once it will be a deterrent to my missing that many again. He gives me that...I have decided look....then adds, if you get creative we might take a break after each 100.
I am thinking about being creative as i kneel naked. Master is reclaiming all of me, reminding me that every inch is His. I never really forget, and we did find a couple new ways to keep our M/s going on this trip. Master then tells me it is time, i get up and over His lap. We start with a long hand spanking, i am sighing and enjoying....it has been too long.
Too soon, i feel the coolness of the maintenance paddle. I am squirming and ouching almost from the start. I say we must be close to 25, but He just keeps spanking and stops at 50. He is rubbing my bottom and it feels so good, until He starts in for the next 50. I am trying to ignore the pain and plan how i will get a break before the second 100.
First 100 are over and Master is rubbing my bottom and i ask Him if He knows one of the things i missed the most while i was away...besides His hand rubbing my bottom. He says my hugs, I say yes...but even more i missed your scent and your taste, having your cock in my mouth. I then asked if He missed that....He did! (phew, otherwise my plan was out of the window). I say we can remedy some of that right now.....Master gives a little chuckle and says that is a great idea. So i quickly get up and kneel and concentrate on making up for loss time in a much more pleasant way.
I hear Master star to breathe louder, and He says...time for second 100...i was hoping He might forget...i know...a very faint hope. So, i am back over His lap for another round of make-up maintenance. He stops after 50, and again after 100. As He starts to rub, I say, you know, i was just beginning to get your taste and smell, i sure could use more. Master helps me up and on my knees. Before i really get to taste Him, Master calls...time for the last round.
He starts in and i have to admit...my bottom seems to have numbed a bit, they hurt, but not as much as the last sets...or there is a remote possibility that Master is going easier on my for some reason......
When we finish the last of the maintenance, Master says....do you have something you want to finish....I do! And this time i am reminded of His scent and His taste. And to top it off....i get caught up on a few missing O's :):):)...
So that is my answer for how to get a break during a spanking...
hugs abby
Master and i had discussed while i was away the possibility of not making up 3 weeks of maintenance spankings all in one day. He seemed to think it was a possibility. I pleaded my case, saying 100 is plenty, i could never take 300 all at once. I was hopeful.....
Yesterday we get back into the routine of maintenance Monday. I remind Him that we talked about not making up the missed ones all at once. He replies, He has changed His mind. He feels that if we make them up all at once it will be a deterrent to my missing that many again. He gives me that...I have decided look....then adds, if you get creative we might take a break after each 100.
I am thinking about being creative as i kneel naked. Master is reclaiming all of me, reminding me that every inch is His. I never really forget, and we did find a couple new ways to keep our M/s going on this trip. Master then tells me it is time, i get up and over His lap. We start with a long hand spanking, i am sighing and enjoying....it has been too long.
Too soon, i feel the coolness of the maintenance paddle. I am squirming and ouching almost from the start. I say we must be close to 25, but He just keeps spanking and stops at 50. He is rubbing my bottom and it feels so good, until He starts in for the next 50. I am trying to ignore the pain and plan how i will get a break before the second 100.
First 100 are over and Master is rubbing my bottom and i ask Him if He knows one of the things i missed the most while i was away...besides His hand rubbing my bottom. He says my hugs, I say yes...but even more i missed your scent and your taste, having your cock in my mouth. I then asked if He missed that....He did! (phew, otherwise my plan was out of the window). I say we can remedy some of that right now.....Master gives a little chuckle and says that is a great idea. So i quickly get up and kneel and concentrate on making up for loss time in a much more pleasant way.
I hear Master star to breathe louder, and He says...time for second 100...i was hoping He might forget...i know...a very faint hope. So, i am back over His lap for another round of make-up maintenance. He stops after 50, and again after 100. As He starts to rub, I say, you know, i was just beginning to get your taste and smell, i sure could use more. Master helps me up and on my knees. Before i really get to taste Him, Master calls...time for the last round.
He starts in and i have to admit...my bottom seems to have numbed a bit, they hurt, but not as much as the last sets...or there is a remote possibility that Master is going easier on my for some reason......
When we finish the last of the maintenance, Master says....do you have something you want to finish....I do! And this time i am reminded of His scent and His taste. And to top it off....i get caught up on a few missing O's :):):)...
So that is my answer for how to get a break during a spanking...
hugs abby
Monday, January 4, 2016
Wishing all of you....
Yes, i know i am late with New Year wishes. I have been mostly 'unplugged' since before Christmas. I am hoping to start reading and getting caught up with all of you soon. The house was full with kids and grands..and we had so much fun. Exhausted by the end of each day...but the best kind of tired. I am still with 2 of the grands, but popping in to wish all of you......
A year filled with good health, smiles and laughs, and many blessings.
hugs abby
A year filled with good health, smiles and laughs, and many blessings.
hugs abby
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Tis the season for....'Rosy Cheeks'
Almost THE day......2 of the grands are here all ready..and they are sooo excited:). This post is going to be some of this and some of that.
First a message from our friend Katie. I spoke to her yesterday. She says to thank you all for your thoughts and prayers...she is doing OK. It's been a long couple of months. Katie being in the hospital, her mom's passing, they sold their house, had to find a place to stay for a month, kids coming and going and coming...you get it...lots of stress. But being Katie, she is upbeat, and things are calming down...a bit. She hopes to get back to blog land soon.
Second...maintenance did occur on Monday. One hundred with the little paddle...Master was counting, so 2 sets of 50...all hard ones...some very hard. Master wanted to be sure i keep calm this week. Once that was over, we moved on to much more pleasant activities.
Third...Master and i carved out some 'just us' time earlier today, before the grands arrived. We began with the traditional kneeling time, with Master 'electrifying' my breast...with His fingers...and then moving on to pinching and pulling. When He had me panting and squirming He pulled me into Him, and we chatted quietly. About the coming week and the business, about where we have been, and where we are headed....about U/us. The He asked if i was ready for a long hand warm-up. Over His knee, for a wonderful hand warm-up...Master asked if it felt like a spanking...i replied, yes, but a relaxing one. He then told me to get up and find the beaver tail leather paddle. I LOVE that little thing...Master said a couple hundred, if a could last that long without asking for a permission. I did manage to last...just barely. We then moved on to pleasing each other...til it was time...to return to the real world.
Fourth....I wish all of you a wonderful, fun, loving, family and/or friend filled holiday, filled with memory making moments, and traditions that have stood the test of time...and some new traditions thrown in , just for fun.
Thank you all for visiting here...
hugs abby
First a message from our friend Katie. I spoke to her yesterday. She says to thank you all for your thoughts and prayers...she is doing OK. It's been a long couple of months. Katie being in the hospital, her mom's passing, they sold their house, had to find a place to stay for a month, kids coming and going and coming...you get it...lots of stress. But being Katie, she is upbeat, and things are calming down...a bit. She hopes to get back to blog land soon.
Second...maintenance did occur on Monday. One hundred with the little paddle...Master was counting, so 2 sets of 50...all hard ones...some very hard. Master wanted to be sure i keep calm this week. Once that was over, we moved on to much more pleasant activities.
Third...Master and i carved out some 'just us' time earlier today, before the grands arrived. We began with the traditional kneeling time, with Master 'electrifying' my breast...with His fingers...and then moving on to pinching and pulling. When He had me panting and squirming He pulled me into Him, and we chatted quietly. About the coming week and the business, about where we have been, and where we are headed....about U/us. The He asked if i was ready for a long hand warm-up. Over His knee, for a wonderful hand warm-up...Master asked if it felt like a spanking...i replied, yes, but a relaxing one. He then told me to get up and find the beaver tail leather paddle. I LOVE that little thing...Master said a couple hundred, if a could last that long without asking for a permission. I did manage to last...just barely. We then moved on to pleasing each other...til it was time...to return to the real world.
Fourth....I wish all of you a wonderful, fun, loving, family and/or friend filled holiday, filled with memory making moments, and traditions that have stood the test of time...and some new traditions thrown in , just for fun.
Thank you all for visiting here...
hugs abby
Friday, December 18, 2015
A Dice Determined Spanking...
I have a dice spanking game. It is 3 die, one has spanking positions, another 'toys', and the last one is numbered from 1--30. They do not come out often, but we do have fun when they do. Today Master decided we would only use the numbered dice.
Master said we would each get 5 rolls to determine the number of spanks. The one rolling gets to pick what implement will be used...cannot choose the same one twice. I am much more of a gambler than Master so I was all in.
After my naked kneeling time, Master settles me over His lap for a warm-up. He starts with His hand, for a few sets...ahhh, nice. He then switches to a small paddle, i complain a bit, but He assures me it is still a warm-up. He stops after each set of 25 for some rubbing...:).
Master tells me to get the die, and let's get the Friday Fun started.
I get to roll first, and it is a 30...the highest number possible! Before i can even say anything i see Master searching His bag, and pulling out the large flogger. I am laughing, as i get into position. Three sets of 10...a rather short flogging...but a great start to our fun. Master rolls an 18. He pulls out His Winnie the Pooh paddle. It is shaped like Pooh and on the heavy side..not my favorite. I am over His lap, Master does not start lightly...as He says...only 18.
Before i roll again, i ask Master if i can take notes. He laughs and says your readers want an accurate accounting...gets a pen and paper for me. I roll a 12...a fairly low number. I decide to go on the defensive. I know that Master will eventually choose the whip and the cane...since 12 is a smaller number i am thinking i should eliminate one of those. I choose the cane...Master is astounded, He was sure all of my rolls would be leather. I do explain my reasoning to Him...So, 12 with the cane...my bottom is pretty well warmed up...they do still sting. Master rolls an 18...and takes out the lexan paddle, one of my least favorites. I am leaning over, and ouching and trying to keep breathing....two sets of nine. (These short spankings are much easier to take..I know the end will be soon, I guess).
My next roll is a 10 (hmm, should have saved the cane for this roll). I decide to surprise Master again...I choose the horse hair flogger..much smaller and lighter....and tell Him I want it on my front. I do believe it is the first time i have asked to have my breast flogged. I stand with my hands behind my head....Master flogs my breast, and i find it enjoyable...Master's next roll is 11, I give Him a big smile. He takes out the 'helping hand' crop. I am a little surprised, til I hear Him say present your hands. UGH....I put my hands out, and ask if i can close my eyes, since i know that otherwise i will move them out of position. I do shake them and move them around after each smack...even light ones hurt. We do a little chatting after each one...and as Master is ready for the 6th one, i move my hand out of the way. He gives a look, i say sorry..i forgot to close my eyes. He tells me to close them and keep then close...and He finishes the next 5.
My next roll is 20... YAHOO... I tell Master to take off His belt. These are perfect...Master then rolls a 6...i am laughing. He chooses the paddle i gave Him for Christmas last year...it is heavy and covers both cheeks. Thankfully, it is quickly over. My last roll is 6, I choose the double strap. Master's last roll is 14, and before He even says anything I figure it is the whip...I am correct. Master makes each one count....I am thanking my lucky stars it is 'only' 14.
Master tells me to kneel and i am enjoying His cock...it seems He is enjoying it also...LOL. This activity always makes my nose leaky...Master always has tissue handy to help me out.. It also seems to make another part of me very leaky also...Master helps me out with that also;)
I am almost ready for the grands...just a few batches of cookies to bake..the cleaning, decorating, shopping and wrapping are done. Looks like we will be having a green Christmas..it was 65 here last weekend..in the 60's again possible for Christmas Eve. Crazy weather for these parts..
Hugs abby...
Master said we would each get 5 rolls to determine the number of spanks. The one rolling gets to pick what implement will be used...cannot choose the same one twice. I am much more of a gambler than Master so I was all in.
After my naked kneeling time, Master settles me over His lap for a warm-up. He starts with His hand, for a few sets...ahhh, nice. He then switches to a small paddle, i complain a bit, but He assures me it is still a warm-up. He stops after each set of 25 for some rubbing...:).
Master tells me to get the die, and let's get the Friday Fun started.
I get to roll first, and it is a 30...the highest number possible! Before i can even say anything i see Master searching His bag, and pulling out the large flogger. I am laughing, as i get into position. Three sets of 10...a rather short flogging...but a great start to our fun. Master rolls an 18. He pulls out His Winnie the Pooh paddle. It is shaped like Pooh and on the heavy side..not my favorite. I am over His lap, Master does not start lightly...as He says...only 18.
Before i roll again, i ask Master if i can take notes. He laughs and says your readers want an accurate accounting...gets a pen and paper for me. I roll a 12...a fairly low number. I decide to go on the defensive. I know that Master will eventually choose the whip and the cane...since 12 is a smaller number i am thinking i should eliminate one of those. I choose the cane...Master is astounded, He was sure all of my rolls would be leather. I do explain my reasoning to Him...So, 12 with the cane...my bottom is pretty well warmed up...they do still sting. Master rolls an 18...and takes out the lexan paddle, one of my least favorites. I am leaning over, and ouching and trying to keep breathing....two sets of nine. (These short spankings are much easier to take..I know the end will be soon, I guess).
My next roll is a 10 (hmm, should have saved the cane for this roll). I decide to surprise Master again...I choose the horse hair flogger..much smaller and lighter....and tell Him I want it on my front. I do believe it is the first time i have asked to have my breast flogged. I stand with my hands behind my head....Master flogs my breast, and i find it enjoyable...Master's next roll is 11, I give Him a big smile. He takes out the 'helping hand' crop. I am a little surprised, til I hear Him say present your hands. UGH....I put my hands out, and ask if i can close my eyes, since i know that otherwise i will move them out of position. I do shake them and move them around after each smack...even light ones hurt. We do a little chatting after each one...and as Master is ready for the 6th one, i move my hand out of the way. He gives a look, i say sorry..i forgot to close my eyes. He tells me to close them and keep then close...and He finishes the next 5.
My next roll is 20... YAHOO... I tell Master to take off His belt. These are perfect...Master then rolls a 6...i am laughing. He chooses the paddle i gave Him for Christmas last year...it is heavy and covers both cheeks. Thankfully, it is quickly over. My last roll is 6, I choose the double strap. Master's last roll is 14, and before He even says anything I figure it is the whip...I am correct. Master makes each one count....I am thanking my lucky stars it is 'only' 14.
Master tells me to kneel and i am enjoying His cock...it seems He is enjoying it also...LOL. This activity always makes my nose leaky...Master always has tissue handy to help me out.. It also seems to make another part of me very leaky also...Master helps me out with that also;)
I am almost ready for the grands...just a few batches of cookies to bake..the cleaning, decorating, shopping and wrapping are done. Looks like we will be having a green Christmas..it was 65 here last weekend..in the 60's again possible for Christmas Eve. Crazy weather for these parts..
Hugs abby...
Tuesday, December 15, 2015
Pushing Buttons...
Maintenance Monday became Tune-up Tuesday this week. Tis the season when days get busier and busier....
After we agreed on a time for today, i decided to push one of Master's 'buttons'. I sent Master a text...saying we could cancel maintenance this week. I have made that offer before, it has never been accepted, and i always get the....this is good for You..and for me....lecture. Master ignored the text til we were together.
During my naked kneeling, Master asks if i was feeling a little 'bratty" today...mischievous, maybe, offering to cancel maintenance. I laugh saying...i knew i would not have a chance in hell of getting it canceled. Master says...pushing a button? I nod with my best smile....
and Master shakes His head.
I am up over His lap, when i feel hand spanks on my thighs, my head pops up and i look around...Master is grinning and asking if i feel like pushing more buttons? I do not, and i request a warm-up, which is granted. When the warm-up is over, Master says i am to count each maintenance spank, i hate counting...if i miscount there is a do-over, and it very much keeps me in the moment. Master starts spanking fairly quickly, and i keep up with the counting, after 24 i say loudly....break time! It actually works, and He stops. He says i don't usually stop til 50, and i say...that must be when You are counting.
After a quick rub, Master starts paddling again, and i am counting. At fifty, i again say break time, and Master stops and rubs. I tell Him the spanks seem harder....He asks if counting has anything to do with that. I tell Him, yes, it keeps me in the moment. He says He will count the last 50....there is no break, just 50 hard spanks.
Master finishes, i thank Him, and this time the rubbing also includes some roaming. Master 'checks' and plays a little until i am, in His words, a sticky, wet, hot mess. Master finds 'that spot'...the one that has me panting and thinking i need a permission. Before i can ask Master says....
Oh look, i found your button to push! He continues to push me to that edge, to 'push' my button. He reminds me that i cannot cum without permission, and He is not done pushing my button.
When He has me panting, groaning and begging, I finally get a permission or 2 or.....and the 'button pushing' for today is over. Has it cured me from pushing Master's buttons......naw, course not!
hugs abby
After we agreed on a time for today, i decided to push one of Master's 'buttons'. I sent Master a text...saying we could cancel maintenance this week. I have made that offer before, it has never been accepted, and i always get the....this is good for You..and for me....lecture. Master ignored the text til we were together.
During my naked kneeling, Master asks if i was feeling a little 'bratty" today...mischievous, maybe, offering to cancel maintenance. I laugh saying...i knew i would not have a chance in hell of getting it canceled. Master says...pushing a button? I nod with my best smile....
and Master shakes His head.
I am up over His lap, when i feel hand spanks on my thighs, my head pops up and i look around...Master is grinning and asking if i feel like pushing more buttons? I do not, and i request a warm-up, which is granted. When the warm-up is over, Master says i am to count each maintenance spank, i hate counting...if i miscount there is a do-over, and it very much keeps me in the moment. Master starts spanking fairly quickly, and i keep up with the counting, after 24 i say loudly....break time! It actually works, and He stops. He says i don't usually stop til 50, and i say...that must be when You are counting.
After a quick rub, Master starts paddling again, and i am counting. At fifty, i again say break time, and Master stops and rubs. I tell Him the spanks seem harder....He asks if counting has anything to do with that. I tell Him, yes, it keeps me in the moment. He says He will count the last 50....there is no break, just 50 hard spanks.
Master finishes, i thank Him, and this time the rubbing also includes some roaming. Master 'checks' and plays a little until i am, in His words, a sticky, wet, hot mess. Master finds 'that spot'...the one that has me panting and thinking i need a permission. Before i can ask Master says....
Oh look, i found your button to push! He continues to push me to that edge, to 'push' my button. He reminds me that i cannot cum without permission, and He is not done pushing my button.
When He has me panting, groaning and begging, I finally get a permission or 2 or.....and the 'button pushing' for today is over. Has it cured me from pushing Master's buttons......naw, course not!
hugs abby
Saturday, December 12, 2015
"Look Ma...No Hands"..
***title provided by Master...
We are changing some Christmas traditions this year...usually we all manage to meet in Maine and celebrate with all my siblings. Now that there are more little ones involved we have decided to try something different....so all the grands are coming to grandma's....and i am so excited. I spent today sorting through boxes of decorations that had been put away for .....some day. A few boxes were filled and marked as 'donations'....but the house is decorated inside and out...my all frog tree is up....and it is time to start baking...Christmas with a 3,4,6 and 7 year old...what could be better!
Master and i managed some Fun Friday time yesterday. It started with my naked kneeling....after claiming all of me, Master settled in for some serious breast play/torture..depending on whose definition you choose. He was pinching and twisting, hanging on and not letting go. My hands left their position once...starting to reach for His hands, but i stopped myself as soon as I heard Master's voice....it seemed to go on forever....or more than 5 minutes, depending on which one of us you ask.
Master stops, reaches for my bag and is looking through it. I look at Him and He says, maybe some 'pinwheel' action will get you to a better place. Oh...I love that little pinwheel, and it has not come out of the bag in way too long. I know it is in there, probably at the very bottom, so I decide help Master look...I don't want Him to give up on the search. It takes emptying out the bag...but we find it...ahhhhh
I am back in my kneeling position, and Master is wheeling up and down my arms, my torso, coming close to my nipples and going around them...and finally over the nipples, around the nipples, up and down on the nipples. His first 'tracings' are light, after a few rounds up and down and around, He increases the force.....I am starting to squirm...but not so much from pain.....more from the wonderful sensations. Master wonders if i could cum just from this play...and then decides it is too soon to go there, so i am up and over His lap.
He starts right in with one of the smaller paddles, and i look up and ask what happened to a warm-up? He says, He figured I was pretty hot all ready, but does switch to His hand for a couple rounds, then it is back to the paddle. When He feel that my bottom is generating enough heat...He 'checks'....Yes i am almost to the point of being 'squishy'. Master stops the spanking and picks up the pinwheel toy....
He tells me to keep my legs open...He creates a pattern on my back...tracing it a couple of times. He then travels up and down my legs...i am so relaxed....and excited at the same time. Master then goes up to my bottom and around my pussy. He concentrates on that area, having to stop and dry off the little wheel and cogs....He wonders if i will cum just from this....
I am close...oh so close...when Master picks up the paddle, and tells me I have permission to cum...as often as I can while He is spanking my bottom with the paddle. I have been well 'primed'...and i wanting more of the paddle....until, am there....the orgasms cum one and then quickly another....I am trying to quiet myself, when I hear Master say...."Look Ma, no hands were necessary " ... He laughs, and i cannot help myself...i am laughing also... Once we get that out of our system, we snuggle in for some quieter 'play time'....;)......
Hugs...abby
We are changing some Christmas traditions this year...usually we all manage to meet in Maine and celebrate with all my siblings. Now that there are more little ones involved we have decided to try something different....so all the grands are coming to grandma's....and i am so excited. I spent today sorting through boxes of decorations that had been put away for .....some day. A few boxes were filled and marked as 'donations'....but the house is decorated inside and out...my all frog tree is up....and it is time to start baking...Christmas with a 3,4,6 and 7 year old...what could be better!
Master and i managed some Fun Friday time yesterday. It started with my naked kneeling....after claiming all of me, Master settled in for some serious breast play/torture..depending on whose definition you choose. He was pinching and twisting, hanging on and not letting go. My hands left their position once...starting to reach for His hands, but i stopped myself as soon as I heard Master's voice....it seemed to go on forever....or more than 5 minutes, depending on which one of us you ask.
Master stops, reaches for my bag and is looking through it. I look at Him and He says, maybe some 'pinwheel' action will get you to a better place. Oh...I love that little pinwheel, and it has not come out of the bag in way too long. I know it is in there, probably at the very bottom, so I decide help Master look...I don't want Him to give up on the search. It takes emptying out the bag...but we find it...ahhhhh
I am back in my kneeling position, and Master is wheeling up and down my arms, my torso, coming close to my nipples and going around them...and finally over the nipples, around the nipples, up and down on the nipples. His first 'tracings' are light, after a few rounds up and down and around, He increases the force.....I am starting to squirm...but not so much from pain.....more from the wonderful sensations. Master wonders if i could cum just from this play...and then decides it is too soon to go there, so i am up and over His lap.
He starts right in with one of the smaller paddles, and i look up and ask what happened to a warm-up? He says, He figured I was pretty hot all ready, but does switch to His hand for a couple rounds, then it is back to the paddle. When He feel that my bottom is generating enough heat...He 'checks'....Yes i am almost to the point of being 'squishy'. Master stops the spanking and picks up the pinwheel toy....
He tells me to keep my legs open...He creates a pattern on my back...tracing it a couple of times. He then travels up and down my legs...i am so relaxed....and excited at the same time. Master then goes up to my bottom and around my pussy. He concentrates on that area, having to stop and dry off the little wheel and cogs....He wonders if i will cum just from this....
I am close...oh so close...when Master picks up the paddle, and tells me I have permission to cum...as often as I can while He is spanking my bottom with the paddle. I have been well 'primed'...and i wanting more of the paddle....until, am there....the orgasms cum one and then quickly another....I am trying to quiet myself, when I hear Master say...."Look Ma, no hands were necessary " ... He laughs, and i cannot help myself...i am laughing also... Once we get that out of our system, we snuggle in for some quieter 'play time'....;)......
Hugs...abby
Wednesday, December 9, 2015
It's Cookie Exchange Day...Chocolate Mint Truffles...
So, i am 'bending' the rules...shhhh...don't tell Master anyone! This is more of a candy than a cookie...but
.....they are quick and easy
......depending on what you roll them in, they look very Christmassy
.........they are chocolate...and they are yummy...and they store well...
...........lastly, it is easy to get the kids involved...
Chocolate Mint Truffles
Makes about 6 dozen
1 (10 ounce) bag mint chocolate chips
1 (6 ounce) bags semi-sweet chocolate chips ( 1 cup)
1 (14 ounce) can EAGLE brand Sweetened Condensed Milk (Not evaporated milk)
Finely chopped nuts, flaked coconuts, any colored sprinkles, condensed cocoa, mini chocolate chips, colored sugar..or be creative...
In heavy sauce pan over low heat, melt chips in sweetened condensed milk. Chill 2 hours, or until firm. Shape into 1 inch balls...or smaller for more or bite sized...roll in any of the above coatings. chill 1 hour or until firm. Store covered at room temperature.
**Microwave** in 1 quart glass measuring cup, combine chips and sweetened condensed milk. Cook on 100% power (high) 3 minutes or until
chips melt...stirring after 1 1/2 minutes. Stir til smooth....proceed as above.
Merry Christmas...
hugs abby
.....they are quick and easy
......depending on what you roll them in, they look very Christmassy
.........they are chocolate...and they are yummy...and they store well...
...........lastly, it is easy to get the kids involved...
Chocolate Mint Truffles
Makes about 6 dozen
1 (10 ounce) bag mint chocolate chips
1 (6 ounce) bags semi-sweet chocolate chips ( 1 cup)
1 (14 ounce) can EAGLE brand Sweetened Condensed Milk (Not evaporated milk)
Finely chopped nuts, flaked coconuts, any colored sprinkles, condensed cocoa, mini chocolate chips, colored sugar..or be creative...
In heavy sauce pan over low heat, melt chips in sweetened condensed milk. Chill 2 hours, or until firm. Shape into 1 inch balls...or smaller for more or bite sized...roll in any of the above coatings. chill 1 hour or until firm. Store covered at room temperature.
**Microwave** in 1 quart glass measuring cup, combine chips and sweetened condensed milk. Cook on 100% power (high) 3 minutes or until
chips melt...stirring after 1 1/2 minutes. Stir til smooth....proceed as above.
Merry Christmas...
hugs abby
Monday, December 7, 2015
Santa's Master elf....
Master and i were talking about Christmas over the weekend. I was bragging that my shopping was about done, but I still had all the wrapping to do...i really dislike wrapping. I told Master that i wished there was a wrapping elf, i would hire him in a minute. Master laughs, and says i am talking to a professional wrapper. I am thinking...how is it that i did not know this until now....and where is He going with this. I decided to find out...so I ask Him if He charges by the gift or by the hour. Without hesitation.....His answer is...just for You, 1 package equals 1 swat. Now i am grinning .....so i quickly tell Him, He is hired! He then says, the paddle is the heavy one...not the big punishment one, but a heavy one that is not used much. I give Him a look and He asks if i want to change my mind...I am thinking,..it will be a play spanking, and i can control the number of spanks by the number of packages i have Him wrap, still sounds like a good deal. Master says i am in charge of the wrapping material, He will provide the paddle.
This afternoon i chose 13 gifts, most of them gifts for the grands. Master says i can choose the paper He uses for each gift, and i am in charge of the name tags. My dream come true..watching someone wrap my gifts for me. He wraps the first one and i slap on the name tag some place in the middle of the package. He gives me a look....the tags go in the right hand corner, square to the box. Really???.....yes really. He gives me lessons on 'proper' wrapping procedure as we move along, but i am nodding and thinking, this is going to be a tradition...i shop and He wraps.
Master finishes and the packages look great, tightly wrapped, no extra paper, corners all square, not too much tape...I pick up up everything and Master has the paddle in His hand. I star to walk toward the living room when Master says...here in the kitchen where i wrapped.
He tells me to pull down my pants and panties, but keep them around my legs. I lean over, and He starts in. He is not going easy, i did not expect Him to....after each swat i hear, 1 package, 2 packages....till He gets to 13. I get up and reach to pull up my pants, when i hear...
Leave them down....today is Monday, time for maintenance. I look at Him, and start to argue, but He gives me The Look....and i know, it is Monday, and Monday is maintenance day. We go to the 'maintenance area' and i get over His lap. Master is checking and announces, that at least one part of me responds positively to a hard paddling. He keeps on checking, getting me wetter and wetter, until i know i have to ask, before i explode.
I ask Him to please start my maintenance spanking. He asks if i am sure, i am....i am waiting, almost holding my breath. Then i feel a light hand spank, then another.....til He gets to 100....all light hand spanks. I quickly thank Him....and we move on to those permissions. Master suggests that 13 packages might mean 13 orgasms....but after 4 ( it think it was 4), i plead enough.....
I am thinking that wrapping presents could become one of my favorite holiday activities....
hugs abby
This afternoon i chose 13 gifts, most of them gifts for the grands. Master says i can choose the paper He uses for each gift, and i am in charge of the name tags. My dream come true..watching someone wrap my gifts for me. He wraps the first one and i slap on the name tag some place in the middle of the package. He gives me a look....the tags go in the right hand corner, square to the box. Really???.....yes really. He gives me lessons on 'proper' wrapping procedure as we move along, but i am nodding and thinking, this is going to be a tradition...i shop and He wraps.
Master finishes and the packages look great, tightly wrapped, no extra paper, corners all square, not too much tape...I pick up up everything and Master has the paddle in His hand. I star to walk toward the living room when Master says...here in the kitchen where i wrapped.
He tells me to pull down my pants and panties, but keep them around my legs. I lean over, and He starts in. He is not going easy, i did not expect Him to....after each swat i hear, 1 package, 2 packages....till He gets to 13. I get up and reach to pull up my pants, when i hear...
Leave them down....today is Monday, time for maintenance. I look at Him, and start to argue, but He gives me The Look....and i know, it is Monday, and Monday is maintenance day. We go to the 'maintenance area' and i get over His lap. Master is checking and announces, that at least one part of me responds positively to a hard paddling. He keeps on checking, getting me wetter and wetter, until i know i have to ask, before i explode.
I ask Him to please start my maintenance spanking. He asks if i am sure, i am....i am waiting, almost holding my breath. Then i feel a light hand spank, then another.....til He gets to 100....all light hand spanks. I quickly thank Him....and we move on to those permissions. Master suggests that 13 packages might mean 13 orgasms....but after 4 ( it think it was 4), i plead enough.....
I am thinking that wrapping presents could become one of my favorite holiday activities....
hugs abby
Saturday, December 5, 2015
Claiming...taking...every inch of me...
After maintenance last Monday, while we were cuddling, Master says...there is something we have not done for a while, I think Friday would be a good day. I immediately know....Master is letting me know there is going to be a fisting on Friday. I have one of those love/hate relationships with fisting. I never embrace the thought of it as soon as He mentions it....i always think...this time it will not work. It is one of those things i need to live with the thought of before it happens....cause one thing i know for sure....if Master is thinking about it enough to mention it....it will happen. It does help me to know ahead of time....
Friday, i am kneeling naked, as Master is claiming me. He asks if i remember what He mentioned we had not done in a while. I do....He says i knew you would, i was just planting the seed. He tells me to get over His lap, since a dripping pussy always makes fisting a lot easier. He is starting with a hand spanking, with lots of interruptions during which He makes sure to 'stir the pot'. Just as i am panting and can feel my 'squishiness', Master tells me to get up and hang on to the mantle. I am surprised, wondering if He is going to try to fist me while i am standing.
Nope.....i am awakened by the sting of Master's whip. Master concentrates on my back for a while, then moves to my bottom, and then a few quick ones down my thighs and legs. He tells me He is going to take...to mark...all of me. He tells me to stay put, as He goes back to His bag. Ahhh......the flogger. Master asks if i remember Monday's flogging. I do...he tells me that was His sensual, kind side....not the mood He is in today. He flogs my back from shoulders down to ankles....it is a very different sensation on top of a whipping, one that i do not remember feeling before this.
Next, i hear, turn around, hands behind your head. Remember I said every inch of you....He flogs my front. I, surprisingly, am not ouching or trying to move away. I must be in that place....where the sensation of pain disappears....When Master feels He has covered all of me, He helps me to kneel, and tells me He wants to take my mouth. I take Him, licking and sucking, He grabs my hair and controls my speed, holds me in place, then moves my head back and forth quickly. At this point, the only thing that exists for me, is Master, His cock, and His hand pulling my hair.
He lets go, and tells me to get on all fours, head down and bottom up. He is going to claim, take control, of me from the inside. He reminds me that relaxing makes everything easier. I groan...relaxing after a whipping, a flogging, and tasting His cock.....but i know He is right, so i try to slow my breathing and relax....Master rubs my bottom and makes sure i am dripping, when i hear....1 finger, quickly followed by, there's 2. After some stimulation,...good girl, 3.....He reminds me to push toward Him, not away from Him.....and as i am grunting....4.....and then, He is claiming, taking that part of me. It is a unique feeling, knowing we are connected that way.
I am groaning and thinking that a permission might be needed soon, while i feel Master's hand start to retreat.....but He stops, and then i feel Him inserting a thumb into my bottom. He is moving in and out, and i am getting very close to needing a permission, when He pulls out all together and says, He wants to take, claim my bottom. I breathe as i can feel Him remove His hand and get ready to fuck my bottom. It does not take long and i am cumming...and feeling myself leave large wet spots.
I fall down flat, but it is wet, so i move a bit and Master tells me He is not done, there is one more taking to take place. It takes me a minute to process. Master helps me...telling me to get on my back and spread my legs. I manage to turn over and offer Him my last hole....and He takes, claims me again......Master pulls me up and against His chest, and we are quiet, until I hear Master ask....
....is there any part of abby that does not belong to me...that i have not taken...."no Sir....all of me is Yours". He replies....'Yes every inch inside and out....MINE'.
hugs abby
Friday, i am kneeling naked, as Master is claiming me. He asks if i remember what He mentioned we had not done in a while. I do....He says i knew you would, i was just planting the seed. He tells me to get over His lap, since a dripping pussy always makes fisting a lot easier. He is starting with a hand spanking, with lots of interruptions during which He makes sure to 'stir the pot'. Just as i am panting and can feel my 'squishiness', Master tells me to get up and hang on to the mantle. I am surprised, wondering if He is going to try to fist me while i am standing.
Nope.....i am awakened by the sting of Master's whip. Master concentrates on my back for a while, then moves to my bottom, and then a few quick ones down my thighs and legs. He tells me He is going to take...to mark...all of me. He tells me to stay put, as He goes back to His bag. Ahhh......the flogger. Master asks if i remember Monday's flogging. I do...he tells me that was His sensual, kind side....not the mood He is in today. He flogs my back from shoulders down to ankles....it is a very different sensation on top of a whipping, one that i do not remember feeling before this.
Next, i hear, turn around, hands behind your head. Remember I said every inch of you....He flogs my front. I, surprisingly, am not ouching or trying to move away. I must be in that place....where the sensation of pain disappears....When Master feels He has covered all of me, He helps me to kneel, and tells me He wants to take my mouth. I take Him, licking and sucking, He grabs my hair and controls my speed, holds me in place, then moves my head back and forth quickly. At this point, the only thing that exists for me, is Master, His cock, and His hand pulling my hair.
He lets go, and tells me to get on all fours, head down and bottom up. He is going to claim, take control, of me from the inside. He reminds me that relaxing makes everything easier. I groan...relaxing after a whipping, a flogging, and tasting His cock.....but i know He is right, so i try to slow my breathing and relax....Master rubs my bottom and makes sure i am dripping, when i hear....1 finger, quickly followed by, there's 2. After some stimulation,...good girl, 3.....He reminds me to push toward Him, not away from Him.....and as i am grunting....4.....and then, He is claiming, taking that part of me. It is a unique feeling, knowing we are connected that way.
I am groaning and thinking that a permission might be needed soon, while i feel Master's hand start to retreat.....but He stops, and then i feel Him inserting a thumb into my bottom. He is moving in and out, and i am getting very close to needing a permission, when He pulls out all together and says, He wants to take, claim my bottom. I breathe as i can feel Him remove His hand and get ready to fuck my bottom. It does not take long and i am cumming...and feeling myself leave large wet spots.
I fall down flat, but it is wet, so i move a bit and Master tells me He is not done, there is one more taking to take place. It takes me a minute to process. Master helps me...telling me to get on my back and spread my legs. I manage to turn over and offer Him my last hole....and He takes, claims me again......Master pulls me up and against His chest, and we are quiet, until I hear Master ask....
....is there any part of abby that does not belong to me...that i have not taken...."no Sir....all of me is Yours". He replies....'Yes every inch inside and out....MINE'.
hugs abby
Thursday, December 3, 2015
Ella's.....Have You Ever....
Ella posted her version of Have You Ever..... After reading her version...adventurous is a word that comes to mind....Here are my answers...
Said something very rude to a doctor during childbirth?
Not that i remember....but it could part of the process that i have since blocked out....
Seen someone pop their eyeball out?
Thankfully, I am positive that i can say no, I have not.
Had your stomach pumped?
See the above answer.....happily saying no, again.
Been to a drag show with a very large gay man?
No, again. But this time I am wishing it was a yes.....sounds like fun.
Eaten a worm?
A gummy one yes...a chocolate one yes...a real one...NO.
Run a nifty, little money -making business when you were 11 or 12 years old buying girlie magazines for neighborhood boys?
No, but i do admire Ella's business sense.
Crawled through an underground storm sewer for 5 blocks?
Once again ....no.
Lied about your weight?
Well DUH....yes. (and to Master...never with You Sir.)
Needed your husband to help you up the stairs because you were inebriated?
Been inebriated many times...I just sleep where ever i land...stairs would be too much of a challenge.
Seen a movie star in an airport?
Not an airport, but in NYC last year, celebrating my birthday with my daughters, Sally Fields sat next to us at dinner...and she toasted me!
Walked out of a movie?
Not that i remember, but i have slept through many a movie....
Sat on a jury?
Yes...although i had been told lawyers do not like teachers on juries...they think too much, i was chosen twice. The first time, the accused and His lawyer walked in, looked at us, asked to speak to His lawyer and decided to plead guilty. I do not think he was looking at me at the time. The second time, trial lasted 2 days...deliberations a day....guilty.
Told a child...because i said so? Oh yes....mine and other people's. Is there a mom who has not?
Ran a cash register in a grocery store when you were 8 years old?
Not when i was 8, but my first paying job...besides baby sitting...was a cashier in a supermarket. I was even robbed one day...handed over all the cash without him having to ask twice...
Wrote a eulogy for a parent?
No, my niece volunteered to do my dad's...and she nailed it. She did the same for my mom.
Heard a song you were sure was written and sung just for you?
When i was in a college and a few years after.....Jeremiah was a Bullfrog...that song could get me 'having a few more', dancing on tables....
now...Rod Stewart's, "I'll Stand By You"....it is on my ipod and i hear it when i walk..i always think it could have been written by Master for me...
Roasted chestnuts on an open fire?
Yes...very yummy...
Eaten 44 shrimp at a sitting?
I have never counted as i ate...but 44 seems like a lot.....so I am going to say no.
Thrown all phones in a drawer for an entire weekend?
No, but during family vacations, they can only be used first thing in the morning, and before bed....
Gone on a vacation with just you?
If you count going to a retreat, yes a few times. Loved it.
Thanks, Ella...
hugs abby
Said something very rude to a doctor during childbirth?
Not that i remember....but it could part of the process that i have since blocked out....
Seen someone pop their eyeball out?
Thankfully, I am positive that i can say no, I have not.
Had your stomach pumped?
See the above answer.....happily saying no, again.
Been to a drag show with a very large gay man?
No, again. But this time I am wishing it was a yes.....sounds like fun.
Eaten a worm?
A gummy one yes...a chocolate one yes...a real one...NO.
Run a nifty, little money -making business when you were 11 or 12 years old buying girlie magazines for neighborhood boys?
No, but i do admire Ella's business sense.
Crawled through an underground storm sewer for 5 blocks?
Once again ....no.
Lied about your weight?
Well DUH....yes. (and to Master...never with You Sir.)
Needed your husband to help you up the stairs because you were inebriated?
Been inebriated many times...I just sleep where ever i land...stairs would be too much of a challenge.
Seen a movie star in an airport?
Not an airport, but in NYC last year, celebrating my birthday with my daughters, Sally Fields sat next to us at dinner...and she toasted me!
Walked out of a movie?
Not that i remember, but i have slept through many a movie....
Sat on a jury?
Yes...although i had been told lawyers do not like teachers on juries...they think too much, i was chosen twice. The first time, the accused and His lawyer walked in, looked at us, asked to speak to His lawyer and decided to plead guilty. I do not think he was looking at me at the time. The second time, trial lasted 2 days...deliberations a day....guilty.
Told a child...because i said so? Oh yes....mine and other people's. Is there a mom who has not?
Ran a cash register in a grocery store when you were 8 years old?
Not when i was 8, but my first paying job...besides baby sitting...was a cashier in a supermarket. I was even robbed one day...handed over all the cash without him having to ask twice...
Wrote a eulogy for a parent?
No, my niece volunteered to do my dad's...and she nailed it. She did the same for my mom.
Heard a song you were sure was written and sung just for you?
When i was in a college and a few years after.....Jeremiah was a Bullfrog...that song could get me 'having a few more', dancing on tables....
now...Rod Stewart's, "I'll Stand By You"....it is on my ipod and i hear it when i walk..i always think it could have been written by Master for me...
Roasted chestnuts on an open fire?
Yes...very yummy...
Eaten 44 shrimp at a sitting?
I have never counted as i ate...but 44 seems like a lot.....so I am going to say no.
Thrown all phones in a drawer for an entire weekend?
No, but during family vacations, they can only be used first thing in the morning, and before bed....
Gone on a vacation with just you?
If you count going to a retreat, yes a few times. Loved it.
Thanks, Ella...
hugs abby
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