I just returned from a quick trip to my daughter's. Some time to have fun with the grands before the school year and all those extra activities begin. Fun Friday was an early morning event, before I tried to beat the traffic rush to my daughter's.
After my naked kneeling time, I was over Master's lap, enjoying a hand warm-up. Master then tells me to fetch the bath brush. I so wanted to say, I just got out of the shower it is no longer needed, but thought I did not want to return to the shower with it. As I handed it to Him, I did remark...that one side of that brush would feel really great on my just showered bottom. No, that is not the side He chose to use first.
He did go 'easy' with the first set, and increased the tempo and force for the second set. I then got a cock sucking break, before a third and much harder set. I did protest a bit, so the fourth set was with the bristle side of the brush. Instant relaxation....leading to squirming and panting. Master stopped just long enough to remind me that I did not have my traveling stripes yet.
I tried to convince Him that they were not necessary, but He considers it one of our 'customs'....before I leave on a trip I need my traveling stripes. The cane comes out, and on my recently showered and bath brushed bottom....it did not take long for me to get vocal. Master did stop after each set for lots of rubbing, sort of reminding me of agony and ecstasy. Master is finally satisfied with the stripes...and we get to move on to a more pleasurable way of saying good-bye. Which leads to another shower.....
Sept. 7th...This week's successes
1. Started my Christmas shopping! ...it is a family tradition, my sister and I report to each other what gift we have bought and crossed off our list. When my children were young (they all have December birthdays!)...I got into the habit of having all my shopping done early out of necessity.
2. I finished my book club book for this month. The assigned book is...The Good Earth by Pearl Buck. It is a classic, one I had never read. It recounts the events leading to the Chinese revolution, by following one family. I found it a good read.
3. I have joined my daughter in a no carb month. In my case it will be a low carb month, but doing it together will be easier for both of us. I am a 'carboholic'....so wish me luck. We are starting tomorrow (Tuesday), and going for a month.
hugs abby
Monday, September 5, 2016
Sunday, September 4, 2016
Sept. 4...Something I would like to try...
I would love to try and learn as many different dances as possible. I would not expect to be an expert, but be able to dance them well enough so that others would know what I was dancing. The Tango, the Viennese Waltz, The Cha-Cha, the Rumba, the Salsa, the Boogie-Woogie, the Foxtrot, the Jive, the Lindy Hop, the Paso Doble...to name a few. What a great way to exercise and have fun with your partner!
Saturday, September 3, 2016
Sept 3...how does content look like?
This is a toughie. To me content looks like a sleeping baby, a child snuggled in a lap, the smile when a project is completed. Content is a feeling that I have done my best, that when I look around I realize how lucky I truly am. Content is family and friends. Content can be just me and a good book.
Content can be elusive, the trick is to recognize and appreciate all the good surrounding us.
hugs abby
Content can be elusive, the trick is to recognize and appreciate all the good surrounding us.
hugs abby
Friday, September 2, 2016
Sept. 2...where I want to be...
There are lots of places I want to be. One is with the grands ( and if I did it correctly and this is being posted on Sept. 2nd, I am on my way there:). They are so loving and so much fun...and yes...being a grand-parent is so much better than being a parent. I want to be on Master's lap, my warm bottom heating up His lap, snuggling into His neck, taking in His scent, as we quietly talk.
My favorite place to be...by the water. A nice little beach house, with a front porch, with rocking chairs. In the morning, that is where we drink our coffee, while listening to the waves. There is a large sandy beach, where we can take long walks, looking for shells, sand dollars and sea glass. In the back there is a fire pit, for heating up water for the lobsters...within walking distance there is a great fresh seafood shop. After the sea food, we indulge in smores! Who wants to join me?
hugs abby
My favorite place to be...by the water. A nice little beach house, with a front porch, with rocking chairs. In the morning, that is where we drink our coffee, while listening to the waves. There is a large sandy beach, where we can take long walks, looking for shells, sand dollars and sea glass. In the back there is a fire pit, for heating up water for the lobsters...within walking distance there is a great fresh seafood shop. After the sea food, we indulge in smores! Who wants to join me?
hugs abby
Thursday, September 1, 2016
TMI September....
Han at Infinitesimal Thoughts listed TMI posts for each day in September. I am going to attempt to post each day. I feel like I have been in a blogging slump. Master and I are fine, having fun, living life. Maintenance Mondays still happen every week, I just feel that it would be repetitive to keep blogging about them. I will cover all the topics, I may end up doing more than one in a day..who knows?? I figure this is a place to be a rebel, break the rules....and not get spanked for it...LOL.
The topic for September first is...the best part of fall. I can answer this one in one word....LEAVES are the best part of fall.
The colors, the leaves go from green to marvelous shades of red, yellow, and orange. Walking outside is a feast for the eyes....the beauty that mother Nature can evoke is clearly evident. The crunch of the leaves as you shuffle walk through them, kick a few, watch them fly....how can you not feel like a kid again. Then of course, there is raking and making piles of leaves, to jump in, throw in the air. The attempt to find all the best leaves, all different colors and shapes for craft projects. Leaves so much better than snow....the best part of fall!
hugs abby
The topic for September first is...the best part of fall. I can answer this one in one word....LEAVES are the best part of fall.
The colors, the leaves go from green to marvelous shades of red, yellow, and orange. Walking outside is a feast for the eyes....the beauty that mother Nature can evoke is clearly evident. The crunch of the leaves as you shuffle walk through them, kick a few, watch them fly....how can you not feel like a kid again. Then of course, there is raking and making piles of leaves, to jump in, throw in the air. The attempt to find all the best leaves, all different colors and shapes for craft projects. Leaves so much better than snow....the best part of fall!
hugs abby
Monday, August 29, 2016
Walking can have many rewards....
Walking has become a part of my day. In nice weather, there is a bike path that I can walk to and go either North or South, or just walk around development where I live. On the not so nice days...which seem to be the majority....I go to an indoor walking circuit....and walk around in circles. UGH..I do listen to music, and it is boring....so there are days that I let my imagination run wild to more fun ideas;). My goal for each day is 50 minutes, and most days I am between that and 60 minutes. The other day I was letting my imagination go and when I checked I had walked for 70 minutes.
I sent Master a text telling Him that I deserved a reward for the 70 minutes. I expected a...good girl...great now you have a new goal...or a {{{{HUGS}}}}. He replied with...hmmm, how about a flogging? I quickly let Him know that would be a great reward.
Later, I walk into His living room and see in a row, on the rug...the lovely beaver tail leather paddle, the not so lovely larger and stiffer black leather paddle, an eagerly anticipated small leather strap, Master's wonderful belt, the daunting large leather strop, and finally my favorite....the large leather flogger.
Yes, I am smiling and looking as Master reminds me that I should be naked and kneeling. I quickly remedy that, and Master is claiming me, reminding me, that all of me is His.
He asks if I would like a hand warm-up first...I think DUH...but say Yes Sir. I am over His lap, as He peppers my bottom with spanks, we chat, getting caught up on plans. He tells me to crawl over and get the first paddle. I hand Him the beaver tail paddle and get back over His lap. It is like a continuation of His hand, but with the kiss of leather added. I am not sure how many He had in mind, I do not count when not required to....but too soon I was told to go fetch the black leather paddle.
It has much more of a sting to it, so I squirm a little, but soon settle in. To make sure that I am staying alert, Master adds lighter spanks to my thighs, lower legs and soles of my feet. Next I get the small leather strap. Master lands some light ones on my back, but tells me I have to move....groan....so He can get to my bottom. I stand and lean over, as Master continues.....this strap is on the narrow size, the pain is more concentrated.
Master then decides, we are half way there, so it is time for a break...Master's code for 'suck my cock'. I am up and kneeling, letting Him know that I am very happy with my 'reward'. He fills my mouth with cum and tells me to keep going for 3 more minutes before I get permission to swallow. I give Him a wide-eyed look, but continue. I am doing my best, but soon...and I doubt it was 3 minutes...I am starting to make noise and trying to give Master the...may I swallow NOW look?
He chuckles, and very nicely tells me I may swallow when I am ready.....which is as soon as He gets the words out.
Master then tells me to get His belt, and kneel and present my bottom to Him. My bottom has cooled off a little, but it only takes one set to warm it up, and I am back in a leather trance. Next is the large strop, on a well warmed bottom, I have come to love this almost as much as His belt. It covers a larger area, and the leather is sooo smooth. I am in a zone, when Master finishes.
Master picks up the flogger and tells me lean against the mantel. He alternates with flogging my back, then just swishing the strands all over my body, flogging my bottom, more swishing, then my back and repeat the circuit. Yes, I can feel myself dripping. He stops, but has me stay in position, as He reaches in to bring me right to the edge....stops lets me cool down....and repeats. I am begging for a permission (or several)....and finally they are granted.
So....will I be walking 70 minutes again....what do you think?
hugs abby
I sent Master a text telling Him that I deserved a reward for the 70 minutes. I expected a...good girl...great now you have a new goal...or a {{{{HUGS}}}}. He replied with...hmmm, how about a flogging? I quickly let Him know that would be a great reward.
Later, I walk into His living room and see in a row, on the rug...the lovely beaver tail leather paddle, the not so lovely larger and stiffer black leather paddle, an eagerly anticipated small leather strap, Master's wonderful belt, the daunting large leather strop, and finally my favorite....the large leather flogger.
Yes, I am smiling and looking as Master reminds me that I should be naked and kneeling. I quickly remedy that, and Master is claiming me, reminding me, that all of me is His.
He asks if I would like a hand warm-up first...I think DUH...but say Yes Sir. I am over His lap, as He peppers my bottom with spanks, we chat, getting caught up on plans. He tells me to crawl over and get the first paddle. I hand Him the beaver tail paddle and get back over His lap. It is like a continuation of His hand, but with the kiss of leather added. I am not sure how many He had in mind, I do not count when not required to....but too soon I was told to go fetch the black leather paddle.
It has much more of a sting to it, so I squirm a little, but soon settle in. To make sure that I am staying alert, Master adds lighter spanks to my thighs, lower legs and soles of my feet. Next I get the small leather strap. Master lands some light ones on my back, but tells me I have to move....groan....so He can get to my bottom. I stand and lean over, as Master continues.....this strap is on the narrow size, the pain is more concentrated.
Master then decides, we are half way there, so it is time for a break...Master's code for 'suck my cock'. I am up and kneeling, letting Him know that I am very happy with my 'reward'. He fills my mouth with cum and tells me to keep going for 3 more minutes before I get permission to swallow. I give Him a wide-eyed look, but continue. I am doing my best, but soon...and I doubt it was 3 minutes...I am starting to make noise and trying to give Master the...may I swallow NOW look?
He chuckles, and very nicely tells me I may swallow when I am ready.....which is as soon as He gets the words out.
Master then tells me to get His belt, and kneel and present my bottom to Him. My bottom has cooled off a little, but it only takes one set to warm it up, and I am back in a leather trance. Next is the large strop, on a well warmed bottom, I have come to love this almost as much as His belt. It covers a larger area, and the leather is sooo smooth. I am in a zone, when Master finishes.
Master picks up the flogger and tells me lean against the mantel. He alternates with flogging my back, then just swishing the strands all over my body, flogging my bottom, more swishing, then my back and repeat the circuit. Yes, I can feel myself dripping. He stops, but has me stay in position, as He reaches in to bring me right to the edge....stops lets me cool down....and repeats. I am begging for a permission (or several)....and finally they are granted.
So....will I be walking 70 minutes again....what do you think?
hugs abby
Saturday, August 20, 2016
44 odd things
I meant to post this last week while I was away...but with 8 little ones ranging from 1 month to 8 years, by the time they were all in bed for the night...you can guess where I was headed. But we made lots of memories and laughed often...will be trying to catch up with all of you soo...
44 Odd Things You Don't Know About Me
1. Do you like blue cheese? Only when melted in a hot chicken wing dip.
2. Have you ever smoked? Once, in high school...never wanted to again.
3. Do you own a gun? No
4. What is your favorite ice cream flavor? I have never met a flavor I did not like, but anything with chocolate or coffee is at the top of the list.
5. Do you get nervous before Doctor visits? Of course, isn't everyone?
6. What do you think of hot dogs? Prefer burgers, unless they are roasted on an open fire at the beach.
7. Favorite Movie? Mama Mia, Shawshank Redemption, Inside Out....not a big movie goer...
8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Never touched coffee til I was 50...stayed at my sister's for a week, and she had a new Keurig...I am now addicted.
9. Do you do push ups? Does wearing a push-up bra count?
10. What’s your favorite piece of jewelry? My mom's engagement ring.
11. Favorite hobby? Reading, crossword puzzles, shopping for the grands...
12. Do you have A.D.D.? No
13. What’s the one thing you dislike about yourself? Well, I have always wanted to be taller.
14. What is your middle name? A family name
15. Name three thoughts at this moment…Almost time to start dinner, what will I get for the soon to be 7's birthday, and I have to take a break to go to the bathroom.
16. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? Coffee, iced tea, water
17. Current worry? Organizing the lobster bake for our family reunion.
18. Current annoyance right now? People who don't respond to RSVP's
19. Favorite place to be? Snuggled into Master's body, sitting on His lap.
20. How do you ring in the new year? Usually quietly, at home.
21. Where would you like to go? Anyplace I have not been...but starting with Australia would be nice.
22. Name three people who will complete this? Your guess is as good as mine.
23. Do you own slippers? Yes....need to keep the piggies warm in the winter.
24. What color shirt are you wearing right now? Orange
25. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets? Not particularly
26. Can you whistle? Barely...my dad could whistle any tune...
27. What are your favorite colors? Orange and Teal.
28. Would you be a pirate? ARGHHH...not really.
29. What songs do you sing in the shower? My favorite...Jeremiah Was a Bullfrog..and a mighty fine...oops...
30. Favorite girls name? Elizabeth
31. Favorite boys name? Christopher
32. What’s in your pocket right now? Kleenex, shopping list.
33. Last thing that made you laugh? Talking to my sister on the phone and having her describe her battle with the squirrels and the bird feeders.
34. Best toy as a child? Probably the swing set in the back yard...so many creative possibilities.
35. Worst injury you ever had? Broke my arm falling off the monkey bars.
36. Where would you like to live? Any place where it does not snow.
37. How many TV's do you have? Two
38. Who is your loudest friend? Gloria...and she is 'always' right!
39. How many dogs do you have? 2 cats..they would veto any other pets...
40. Does someone trust you? I hope more than 1 someone.
41. What book are you reading at the moment? All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr.
42. What is your favorite candy? Orange filled chocolates.
43. What is your favorite sports team? Go Boston Red Sox!
44. Favorite month? Well, probably October, I love fall and seeing all the colorful leaves.
44 Odd Things You Don't Know About Me
1. Do you like blue cheese? Only when melted in a hot chicken wing dip.
2. Have you ever smoked? Once, in high school...never wanted to again.
3. Do you own a gun? No
4. What is your favorite ice cream flavor? I have never met a flavor I did not like, but anything with chocolate or coffee is at the top of the list.
5. Do you get nervous before Doctor visits? Of course, isn't everyone?
6. What do you think of hot dogs? Prefer burgers, unless they are roasted on an open fire at the beach.
7. Favorite Movie? Mama Mia, Shawshank Redemption, Inside Out....not a big movie goer...
8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Never touched coffee til I was 50...stayed at my sister's for a week, and she had a new Keurig...I am now addicted.
9. Do you do push ups? Does wearing a push-up bra count?
10. What’s your favorite piece of jewelry? My mom's engagement ring.
11. Favorite hobby? Reading, crossword puzzles, shopping for the grands...
12. Do you have A.D.D.? No
13. What’s the one thing you dislike about yourself? Well, I have always wanted to be taller.
14. What is your middle name? A family name
15. Name three thoughts at this moment…Almost time to start dinner, what will I get for the soon to be 7's birthday, and I have to take a break to go to the bathroom.
16. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? Coffee, iced tea, water
17. Current worry? Organizing the lobster bake for our family reunion.
18. Current annoyance right now? People who don't respond to RSVP's
19. Favorite place to be? Snuggled into Master's body, sitting on His lap.
20. How do you ring in the new year? Usually quietly, at home.
21. Where would you like to go? Anyplace I have not been...but starting with Australia would be nice.
22. Name three people who will complete this? Your guess is as good as mine.
23. Do you own slippers? Yes....need to keep the piggies warm in the winter.
24. What color shirt are you wearing right now? Orange
25. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets? Not particularly
26. Can you whistle? Barely...my dad could whistle any tune...
27. What are your favorite colors? Orange and Teal.
28. Would you be a pirate? ARGHHH...not really.
29. What songs do you sing in the shower? My favorite...Jeremiah Was a Bullfrog..and a mighty fine...oops...
30. Favorite girls name? Elizabeth
31. Favorite boys name? Christopher
32. What’s in your pocket right now? Kleenex, shopping list.
33. Last thing that made you laugh? Talking to my sister on the phone and having her describe her battle with the squirrels and the bird feeders.
34. Best toy as a child? Probably the swing set in the back yard...so many creative possibilities.
35. Worst injury you ever had? Broke my arm falling off the monkey bars.
36. Where would you like to live? Any place where it does not snow.
37. How many TV's do you have? Two
38. Who is your loudest friend? Gloria...and she is 'always' right!
39. How many dogs do you have? 2 cats..they would veto any other pets...
40. Does someone trust you? I hope more than 1 someone.
41. What book are you reading at the moment? All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr.
42. What is your favorite candy? Orange filled chocolates.
43. What is your favorite sports team? Go Boston Red Sox!
44. Favorite month? Well, probably October, I love fall and seeing all the colorful leaves.
Friday, August 12, 2016
There's No Need for Clamps when.....
One of the things that drew me to Master was His use of language...I was teaching English at the time. More that usage, He also was/is quick with a witty comeback. He still makes me laugh with His 'Masterisms'. I really wish I had written them down.....but I did not. Today, during our Fun Friday, Master says to me, as I am kneeling naked and He is 'mauling' my breast......there's no need for clamps,.... God gave us teeth. He immediately proves it to me...alternating between soothing licks and sucking...and using His teeth as clamps.
Once He is sure He has my attention, I am invited over His lap. Master starts in with a delicious hand warm-up. Each set is a little more intense. Just as I am relaxing into it, I feel some spanks on my thighs, then my lower legs and the soles of my feet. I am looking back at Him and hear..." I am looking for the part of you that does not belong to me". I groan...tell Him He can stop looking all of me is His.
I had noticed, the lovely beaver tail paddle was out of the bag. That came next....hard spanks, but the kind that hurt so good. After a few sets, He asks if I would like a break...my cue to get up and kneel before Him...and enjoy His scent, His feel, His taste. I am then told to stand, hands behind my head, legs spread wide. Master is holding His belt....but He tells me He will spare my bottom. He starts with my back, using mostly only the tips of the belt. He then moves to my breast, the sides, the tops and finally the nipples. I start to move my hands and get a warning. Down to my thighs, my lower legs, the spanks are quick and on the light side, but they keep me in a state of surprise, and cloud my senses....to anything but the feel of that belt.
Master then asks if I am ready for some breakfast...my first thought is now?? I look at Him, at His grin and catch on....I am ready, for my breakfast "smoothie"....lol. He reminds me not to swallow with permission, luckily He is a good judge, and just as I am thinking I really need to swallow....I hear..you may swallow. After some cuddling, Master says, we have something else to 'discuss'.
He says He knows I have been keeping up with all my rules, but barely....doing just enough, not being completely open to Him about feelings. In my defense, it has been an intense couple of weeks, new job for Master, both of us dealing with family matters, and life in general. Master continues saying He was debating about just mentioning it....or reminding me with a paddling. Since I am off to a week long family reunion tomorrow, He decided the paddling would be the way to go. I am not thrilled, but He is right on all counts....
He finds the 'My paddleman' paddle...it covers both cheeks and is on the heavy side. He tells me to lean over, stay in position and I will be getting 10...slow and hard. I stay in position, but my bottom is on fire....as He helps me up for one of His great big bear hugs. It is time to start our day.....both of us smiling.
I am off tomorrow for a week with my siblings and our kids and our grands. We have a new family member to celebrate, 3 birthdays, our annual lobster bake, and I have set aside one day for just me and my sister. I have a meme ready to post next week, just so you don't completely forget me.
Be good....but not too good :)!
hugs abby
Once He is sure He has my attention, I am invited over His lap. Master starts in with a delicious hand warm-up. Each set is a little more intense. Just as I am relaxing into it, I feel some spanks on my thighs, then my lower legs and the soles of my feet. I am looking back at Him and hear..." I am looking for the part of you that does not belong to me". I groan...tell Him He can stop looking all of me is His.
I had noticed, the lovely beaver tail paddle was out of the bag. That came next....hard spanks, but the kind that hurt so good. After a few sets, He asks if I would like a break...my cue to get up and kneel before Him...and enjoy His scent, His feel, His taste. I am then told to stand, hands behind my head, legs spread wide. Master is holding His belt....but He tells me He will spare my bottom. He starts with my back, using mostly only the tips of the belt. He then moves to my breast, the sides, the tops and finally the nipples. I start to move my hands and get a warning. Down to my thighs, my lower legs, the spanks are quick and on the light side, but they keep me in a state of surprise, and cloud my senses....to anything but the feel of that belt.
Master then asks if I am ready for some breakfast...my first thought is now?? I look at Him, at His grin and catch on....I am ready, for my breakfast "smoothie"....lol. He reminds me not to swallow with permission, luckily He is a good judge, and just as I am thinking I really need to swallow....I hear..you may swallow. After some cuddling, Master says, we have something else to 'discuss'.
He says He knows I have been keeping up with all my rules, but barely....doing just enough, not being completely open to Him about feelings. In my defense, it has been an intense couple of weeks, new job for Master, both of us dealing with family matters, and life in general. Master continues saying He was debating about just mentioning it....or reminding me with a paddling. Since I am off to a week long family reunion tomorrow, He decided the paddling would be the way to go. I am not thrilled, but He is right on all counts....
He finds the 'My paddleman' paddle...it covers both cheeks and is on the heavy side. He tells me to lean over, stay in position and I will be getting 10...slow and hard. I stay in position, but my bottom is on fire....as He helps me up for one of His great big bear hugs. It is time to start our day.....both of us smiling.
I am off tomorrow for a week with my siblings and our kids and our grands. We have a new family member to celebrate, 3 birthdays, our annual lobster bake, and I have set aside one day for just me and my sister. I have a meme ready to post next week, just so you don't completely forget me.
Be good....but not too good :)!
hugs abby
Tuesday, August 9, 2016
Master vs. calendar...
Guess who wins?
Sunday morning right after telling me good morning, He adds...tomorrow is the first Monday of the month. I am not much of a morning person, but He did catch my attention. (Maybe almost a year ago, Master decreed first Mondays..."Harder Play Mondays". It happened for a few Mondays, then we both forgot and missed a couple, and then He remembered again.) I have been away for the last 2 Mondays, so we missed those. Once I am awake enough to respond, I say...most people think maintenance qualifies as harder play Mondays. Master laughs and says...maintenance is a hard spanking to keep you calm and submissive, and to avoid punishment, harder play spankings are play spankings..totally different. As I am trying to think of a response He continues, with His evil grin widening.... now don't you worry about it today...just forget that it is going to happen.
Later, when I am fully awake and functioning, I go check a calendar....Monday is not the first Monday..it is the second! I rush to let Him know the good...er...bad..news. His reply....Oh, well in our world, tomorrow is the first Monday. He returns to what He is doing...discussion is over, Master has over-ruled the calendar, and I will try to not let the thought of harder play Monday be on my brain all day.....
Monday....it is time for maintenance. I am kneeling, naked. Master remarks that there seems to be electricity coming from my nipples, have I been thinking about this all day? ..."Pretty hard not to think about it, Sir." After a bit, He stops and as He is rubbing He asks if that is enough maintenance? I am not sure I heard correctly, but I am going with it. I would like a little more Sir....He is happy to oblige.
Even with the extended warm-up, it ends too soon. Master has the maintenance paddle in His hand, and announces...since this is harder play day, these will be hard and slow. Usually maintenance is 4 fairly quick sets of 25.
They are hard and slow, alternating cheeks, and long before the first set is over I am squirming and getting vocal. The next set, and this time it is 5 spanks in the same spot before moving on....I am getting very vocal. A stop for some rubbing, and the third set....all unpredictable here and there, all over. Set four is quicker and mostly all in the area.
I am panting...and not from needing a permission ...Master asks if that was hard enough to qualify as harder play...I assure Him, it was. He then tells me to finish up....finish up???,,,,I can choose. Ten with the paddleman paddle, which is large, heavy and covers both cheeks or 50 more hard ones with His belt. As soon as I hear the choices, I have decided, but I take time to mull it over a bit ( and give my bottom a bit of a break.) My bottom is very well warned....I choose His belt.
He wants me laying flat, He has decided on sets of 10.
And, yes they are hard...but not too hard....this part of harder play Monday is something I could go for more often. Master stops after 3 sets, and as He is rubbing, He notices that I am wet....down my thighs. He chuckles...an reminds me, no permission until we are done with all 50. He picks up the belt and finishes all 50. I am squirming, but not from pain...I need relief...Master laughs, and says He will not ask me to admit that I might enjoy Harder Play First Mondays...even when they are not the first Mondays.
Master rubs a away a little of the pain and then makes sure that the pain part becomes a distant memory, and I grunt and moan and shout my way through several orgasms...Later, Master asks me if I remember how quiet I always tried to be, barely letting out a peep. I laugh, saying I don't think I could go back to quiet even if I wanted to....and thankfully, He has no desire to go back to quiet either.
hugs abby
Sunday morning right after telling me good morning, He adds...tomorrow is the first Monday of the month. I am not much of a morning person, but He did catch my attention. (Maybe almost a year ago, Master decreed first Mondays..."Harder Play Mondays". It happened for a few Mondays, then we both forgot and missed a couple, and then He remembered again.) I have been away for the last 2 Mondays, so we missed those. Once I am awake enough to respond, I say...most people think maintenance qualifies as harder play Mondays. Master laughs and says...maintenance is a hard spanking to keep you calm and submissive, and to avoid punishment, harder play spankings are play spankings..totally different. As I am trying to think of a response He continues, with His evil grin widening.... now don't you worry about it today...just forget that it is going to happen.
Later, when I am fully awake and functioning, I go check a calendar....Monday is not the first Monday..it is the second! I rush to let Him know the good...er...bad..news. His reply....Oh, well in our world, tomorrow is the first Monday. He returns to what He is doing...discussion is over, Master has over-ruled the calendar, and I will try to not let the thought of harder play Monday be on my brain all day.....
Monday....it is time for maintenance. I am kneeling, naked. Master remarks that there seems to be electricity coming from my nipples, have I been thinking about this all day? ..."Pretty hard not to think about it, Sir." After a bit, He stops and as He is rubbing He asks if that is enough maintenance? I am not sure I heard correctly, but I am going with it. I would like a little more Sir....He is happy to oblige.
Even with the extended warm-up, it ends too soon. Master has the maintenance paddle in His hand, and announces...since this is harder play day, these will be hard and slow. Usually maintenance is 4 fairly quick sets of 25.
They are hard and slow, alternating cheeks, and long before the first set is over I am squirming and getting vocal. The next set, and this time it is 5 spanks in the same spot before moving on....I am getting very vocal. A stop for some rubbing, and the third set....all unpredictable here and there, all over. Set four is quicker and mostly all in the area.
I am panting...and not from needing a permission ...Master asks if that was hard enough to qualify as harder play...I assure Him, it was. He then tells me to finish up....finish up???,,,,I can choose. Ten with the paddleman paddle, which is large, heavy and covers both cheeks or 50 more hard ones with His belt. As soon as I hear the choices, I have decided, but I take time to mull it over a bit ( and give my bottom a bit of a break.) My bottom is very well warned....I choose His belt.
He wants me laying flat, He has decided on sets of 10.
And, yes they are hard...but not too hard....this part of harder play Monday is something I could go for more often. Master stops after 3 sets, and as He is rubbing, He notices that I am wet....down my thighs. He chuckles...an reminds me, no permission until we are done with all 50. He picks up the belt and finishes all 50. I am squirming, but not from pain...I need relief...Master laughs, and says He will not ask me to admit that I might enjoy Harder Play First Mondays...even when they are not the first Mondays.
Master rubs a away a little of the pain and then makes sure that the pain part becomes a distant memory, and I grunt and moan and shout my way through several orgasms...Later, Master asks me if I remember how quiet I always tried to be, barely letting out a peep. I laugh, saying I don't think I could go back to quiet even if I wanted to....and thankfully, He has no desire to go back to quiet either.
hugs abby
Friday, August 5, 2016
Wearing Master's Belt....
I walk into Master's living room and prominently displayed is His belt. I smile thinking this is going to be a very fun Friday. Master asks why am I standing around with a silly grin on my face? I take the hint and get naked and kneeling. Master is reclaiming me as we both relax...it has been 'one of those' weeks for both of us.
Master asks if I have any ideas what we should do with his belt? I say I could put it back on Him to wear....thinking to myself, and then later take of off slowly through the loops and...
He picks it up and buckles it around my neck, leaving a long end down my back. "Or you could wear it". He tightens it snuggly around my neck and hangs on to the 'tail' that remains. He asks how I am feeling and what am I thinking.
I mention that I had hoped the belt would be used against my skin. He has me kneel and move in close to Him. He uses the leftover end of the belt to smack my back. Top half on up, since that is as far as it reaches. I am quickly regretting my last answer as I start ouching at the sharp slaps. Master stops and says...we forgot about a warm-up...would you like to stop and get over my lap for a warm-up. To my credit, I choke down all sarcasm, and simply reply...Yes Sir, thank- You.
Master treats me to a lovely, long hand warm-up. He then tells me to get up, He removes the belt and tells me to kneel and present my bottom to Him. He is going to turn it from nice and warm to red hot. Deciding on sets of 12, He starts in....they are hard, but my bottom is warmed-up, and it is leather. After the first set, He surprises me with a lighter, fast set on my thighs. Back to my bottom, second set, then the soles of me feet. Third set and my lower leg. Yes, He is making a point...all of me...all His. He finishes with a long set on my bottom. He then checks to see if I am plugged...I am. He plays with the plug, twirling, pushing and pulling, slowly then quicker....He asks if I need a permission...."no Sir, not yet".
He tells me maybe I won't get a yes..I look at Him and say...not possible...He gives me THAT look, I retract that statement quickly.
Master continues to bring me to the edge, and back a little, until I am begging....finally I hear....cum for Me! I do...and I do....and I do...and you get the ideal. Finally, I am laying there not able to move a muscle or even a word. Master is rubbing and massaging and says He loves it when I end up totally spent not able to move or talk. Once I am breathing normally, and can think again, I ask to sit on His lap. I am up and snuggling into my perfect spot. This has been one hot summer here.... the heat in Master's living room sure matches the weather outside.
hugs abby
Master asks if I have any ideas what we should do with his belt? I say I could put it back on Him to wear....thinking to myself, and then later take of off slowly through the loops and...
He picks it up and buckles it around my neck, leaving a long end down my back. "Or you could wear it". He tightens it snuggly around my neck and hangs on to the 'tail' that remains. He asks how I am feeling and what am I thinking.
I mention that I had hoped the belt would be used against my skin. He has me kneel and move in close to Him. He uses the leftover end of the belt to smack my back. Top half on up, since that is as far as it reaches. I am quickly regretting my last answer as I start ouching at the sharp slaps. Master stops and says...we forgot about a warm-up...would you like to stop and get over my lap for a warm-up. To my credit, I choke down all sarcasm, and simply reply...Yes Sir, thank- You.
Master treats me to a lovely, long hand warm-up. He then tells me to get up, He removes the belt and tells me to kneel and present my bottom to Him. He is going to turn it from nice and warm to red hot. Deciding on sets of 12, He starts in....they are hard, but my bottom is warmed-up, and it is leather. After the first set, He surprises me with a lighter, fast set on my thighs. Back to my bottom, second set, then the soles of me feet. Third set and my lower leg. Yes, He is making a point...all of me...all His. He finishes with a long set on my bottom. He then checks to see if I am plugged...I am. He plays with the plug, twirling, pushing and pulling, slowly then quicker....He asks if I need a permission...."no Sir, not yet".
He tells me maybe I won't get a yes..I look at Him and say...not possible...He gives me THAT look, I retract that statement quickly.
Master continues to bring me to the edge, and back a little, until I am begging....finally I hear....cum for Me! I do...and I do....and I do...and you get the ideal. Finally, I am laying there not able to move a muscle or even a word. Master is rubbing and massaging and says He loves it when I end up totally spent not able to move or talk. Once I am breathing normally, and can think again, I ask to sit on His lap. I am up and snuggling into my perfect spot. This has been one hot summer here.... the heat in Master's living room sure matches the weather outside.
hugs abby
Tuesday, August 2, 2016
To remind..or not to remind??
I spent a week helping out with the grands before it was cruise time.... we swam, we ate, we were entertained, we relaxed....yes it was wonderful. I had high expectations and was not disappointed! Seas were calm, except for one day, the rain almost non-existent, it was a vacation to look back on and smile at the memories for a long time to come.
Master was quick to remind me on Monday morning, that we were back to our routine, meaning...maintenance. After my naked kneeling I was over Master's lap for maintenance. For the last couple years, any missed maintenance spankings are made up....not my favorite rule. I do get a much appreciated hand warm-up, before the little, but mighty, maintenance paddle takes over. I am squirming and ouching very quickly. Master stops after each set of 25 for some much appreciated rubbing, and to remind me why we have maintenance spankings.
At 100, Master stops and decides to 'check' and see if I was protesting too much....He does seem to find evidence that at least one part of me was glad that maintenance was back. He asks if i would like a break before round 2....of course I would! I rise and get on my knees, planning on extending the break as long as possible....maybe Master will forget about round 2??
Of course, He does not forget. He decides break time is over for now. Master starts by checking to see if I am still wet...He finds His answer, and is rubbing some on my moistness on my bottom, then goes back to find more.....i am already on the edge, and ask Him if He please could start the next round of maintenance. Since I asked so nicely....He picks up the paddle and starts on the next 100. I am not as squirmy this time around, but am equally glad when He gets to 100.
Now, I am expecting a third round of maintenance, since we missed 2 weeks, but as Master continues to rub I hear Him say now that maintenance is over....I have been thinking about my cane for the last few days. I am a little confused, and wonder if I should remind Him that there should be 3 maintenance sessions. (And yes, I know I should not have hesitated or thought about it....but I did.) I decide I will wait and see how things work out...since Master rarely forgets anything.
Master had me in position for the caning....yes, my bottom is nicely warmed, but there still is a sting. I know He was working on sets of 12....I have not idea how many sets....maybe 6. It was not very long, before He was finished. Time for another break.....once my mouth is full of His cum, Master has me lay on my back over His lap, while He enjoys torturing or pleasuring (you decide) me. I know I cannot swallow without permission, I am so close to exploding, I also know I will probably have no control over the swallowing part if I wait til the explosion. I start to make noises, pointing to my mouth and throat...hoping He will get the message.
He laughs, and asks if I am asking for permission to swallow. I am nodding.....He tells me, not yet, when I give you permission, to cum, you may swallow, at the same time. Luckily, He does not make me wait long and soon, I am indeed, swallowing and cuming. As we are relaxing and snuggling...Master looks up at me and asks...."did we have another maintenance to make up?" ( I told you He never forgets.) I look at Him and say yes Sir, and ask if we can schedule it for another day, since we are both so comfy at the moment. Nope....and before He can ask, I tell Him I did remember, but was waiting to see if He remembered...then I thanked Him for asking since it would stop the debate in my head....He tells me to get up and get over His lap. One hundred fast, hard spanks later, we are truly all caught up with maintenance. Once I can talk I say that was hard and fast...Master says, since you did not ask when you remembered you lost any breaks for rubbing...and you were spanked after cumming......so you will certainly remember to mention it next time. He is right....once again...and yes, I will mention it, if there is a next time....
Hope you are all staying cool, I am slowly catching up with all of you.......
hugs abby
Master was quick to remind me on Monday morning, that we were back to our routine, meaning...maintenance. After my naked kneeling I was over Master's lap for maintenance. For the last couple years, any missed maintenance spankings are made up....not my favorite rule. I do get a much appreciated hand warm-up, before the little, but mighty, maintenance paddle takes over. I am squirming and ouching very quickly. Master stops after each set of 25 for some much appreciated rubbing, and to remind me why we have maintenance spankings.
At 100, Master stops and decides to 'check' and see if I was protesting too much....He does seem to find evidence that at least one part of me was glad that maintenance was back. He asks if i would like a break before round 2....of course I would! I rise and get on my knees, planning on extending the break as long as possible....maybe Master will forget about round 2??
Of course, He does not forget. He decides break time is over for now. Master starts by checking to see if I am still wet...He finds His answer, and is rubbing some on my moistness on my bottom, then goes back to find more.....i am already on the edge, and ask Him if He please could start the next round of maintenance. Since I asked so nicely....He picks up the paddle and starts on the next 100. I am not as squirmy this time around, but am equally glad when He gets to 100.
Now, I am expecting a third round of maintenance, since we missed 2 weeks, but as Master continues to rub I hear Him say now that maintenance is over....I have been thinking about my cane for the last few days. I am a little confused, and wonder if I should remind Him that there should be 3 maintenance sessions. (And yes, I know I should not have hesitated or thought about it....but I did.) I decide I will wait and see how things work out...since Master rarely forgets anything.
Master had me in position for the caning....yes, my bottom is nicely warmed, but there still is a sting. I know He was working on sets of 12....I have not idea how many sets....maybe 6. It was not very long, before He was finished. Time for another break.....once my mouth is full of His cum, Master has me lay on my back over His lap, while He enjoys torturing or pleasuring (you decide) me. I know I cannot swallow without permission, I am so close to exploding, I also know I will probably have no control over the swallowing part if I wait til the explosion. I start to make noises, pointing to my mouth and throat...hoping He will get the message.
He laughs, and asks if I am asking for permission to swallow. I am nodding.....He tells me, not yet, when I give you permission, to cum, you may swallow, at the same time. Luckily, He does not make me wait long and soon, I am indeed, swallowing and cuming. As we are relaxing and snuggling...Master looks up at me and asks...."did we have another maintenance to make up?" ( I told you He never forgets.) I look at Him and say yes Sir, and ask if we can schedule it for another day, since we are both so comfy at the moment. Nope....and before He can ask, I tell Him I did remember, but was waiting to see if He remembered...then I thanked Him for asking since it would stop the debate in my head....He tells me to get up and get over His lap. One hundred fast, hard spanks later, we are truly all caught up with maintenance. Once I can talk I say that was hard and fast...Master says, since you did not ask when you remembered you lost any breaks for rubbing...and you were spanked after cumming......so you will certainly remember to mention it next time. He is right....once again...and yes, I will mention it, if there is a next time....
Hope you are all staying cool, I am slowly catching up with all of you.......
hugs abby
Saturday, July 16, 2016
The bath brush...again!
Master's first words on Friday were...welcome to Fun Friday. I grinned and knew it would be a good day. Later that morning, I am kneeling naked, getting re-claimed and reminded, that even when wearing my grandma hat...I am still His. (This coming week, I will be away helping with some grandma sitting for a couple of the grands).
When I get up I notice that darn bath brush is out...and waiting. I look at it and say...again?? He says it has sentimental value, it was the first spanking implement He bought...maybe 30 years ago. He was so excited and happy to have taken that step...it is special. I can't help but mention that since it is so special and practically an antique, it should be used very gently...but I refrain myself.
I am over His lap, for another dose of the bath brush....with breaks for the much nicer bristle side. I have no idea how many, but several sets. When He is satisfied that the brush has had its day...He tells me to thank Him for finding it...and He will be watching the clock....I will get a flogging when I am done (my favoritest)...but the flogging will last as long as my sucking does. I start off slowly, but Master soon grabs my hair and takes charge..saying something about He is on to me...(moi??)...He tells me when I reach the 5 minute mark, and I think He expects me to stop...silly Master. He tells me...6 minutes...I continue....at 7 minutes, I stop, look at Him and grin...and say...your turn..a wonderful flogging.... 7 minutes worth.
Master is known for being a man of His word...and never
squelches on a deal. He has me stand up against the fireplace mantel...and starts in....my back, shoulders, each set a bit harder. He stops, and I know it has not been 7 minutes...He says, 3 minutes left, but my legs need a rest, so He has me get up on the sofa and lean over the back, By the time, the 7 minutes are complete, I can feel myself dripping. Master laughs and says He does not even have to check, He can see that I am so ready for a permission...
But first He wants me to finish what i started....with a reminder not to swallow. As soon as my mouth is full with His cum, I look at Him for permission...He grins and says...over my lap...no permission. He is using His hand, which in some ways makes it harder for me to concentrate on not swallowing. I am at the point where I am wondering how much longer I can last, when I hear......25 more, I will count out loud...when I say 25 You may swallow....and as soon as I hear 25, I do, followed by a....cum for me...and i do:).
He then tells me to get up on all fours, He wants to give me a hard fucking....I more slowly, I am still in a bit of a haze. Master is behind me, filling me from behind. I can myself squirting, and ask for a permission, Master tells me since I squirted so nicely, I may also cum...a couple times. I end up flat on my stomach...not able to move.
Master sits up on the sofa and is using His feet to massage my back and bottom...it takes me a couple of minutes to realize what He is doing. I relax into it...and soon start to squirm. Master says something about...look ma, no hands...as I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter, once again. Yes I do need another permission...it is granted. As soon as I can think and talk, I say to Master...how does that happen....He laughs and says..who cares...we should just enjoy that it does.
I guess He is right.
....Master has a trivia question for all of you and no fair googling it...does anyone know what a crabtree and evelyn # 11 is ??? Also when the babysitting is over....it will be vacation week....and I am getting to cross something off my bucket list ... we are going to be cruising!!! I am so excited....
I will be checking up on you all while I am playing with the grands....but not when we are on the ocean blue...:). Will catch up with all of when we return.
hugs abby
When I get up I notice that darn bath brush is out...and waiting. I look at it and say...again?? He says it has sentimental value, it was the first spanking implement He bought...maybe 30 years ago. He was so excited and happy to have taken that step...it is special. I can't help but mention that since it is so special and practically an antique, it should be used very gently...but I refrain myself.
I am over His lap, for another dose of the bath brush....with breaks for the much nicer bristle side. I have no idea how many, but several sets. When He is satisfied that the brush has had its day...He tells me to thank Him for finding it...and He will be watching the clock....I will get a flogging when I am done (my favoritest)...but the flogging will last as long as my sucking does. I start off slowly, but Master soon grabs my hair and takes charge..saying something about He is on to me...(moi??)...He tells me when I reach the 5 minute mark, and I think He expects me to stop...silly Master. He tells me...6 minutes...I continue....at 7 minutes, I stop, look at Him and grin...and say...your turn..a wonderful flogging.... 7 minutes worth.
Master is known for being a man of His word...and never
squelches on a deal. He has me stand up against the fireplace mantel...and starts in....my back, shoulders, each set a bit harder. He stops, and I know it has not been 7 minutes...He says, 3 minutes left, but my legs need a rest, so He has me get up on the sofa and lean over the back, By the time, the 7 minutes are complete, I can feel myself dripping. Master laughs and says He does not even have to check, He can see that I am so ready for a permission...
But first He wants me to finish what i started....with a reminder not to swallow. As soon as my mouth is full with His cum, I look at Him for permission...He grins and says...over my lap...no permission. He is using His hand, which in some ways makes it harder for me to concentrate on not swallowing. I am at the point where I am wondering how much longer I can last, when I hear......25 more, I will count out loud...when I say 25 You may swallow....and as soon as I hear 25, I do, followed by a....cum for me...and i do:).
He then tells me to get up on all fours, He wants to give me a hard fucking....I more slowly, I am still in a bit of a haze. Master is behind me, filling me from behind. I can myself squirting, and ask for a permission, Master tells me since I squirted so nicely, I may also cum...a couple times. I end up flat on my stomach...not able to move.
Master sits up on the sofa and is using His feet to massage my back and bottom...it takes me a couple of minutes to realize what He is doing. I relax into it...and soon start to squirm. Master says something about...look ma, no hands...as I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter, once again. Yes I do need another permission...it is granted. As soon as I can think and talk, I say to Master...how does that happen....He laughs and says..who cares...we should just enjoy that it does.
I guess He is right.
....Master has a trivia question for all of you and no fair googling it...does anyone know what a crabtree and evelyn # 11 is ??? Also when the babysitting is over....it will be vacation week....and I am getting to cross something off my bucket list ... we are going to be cruising!!! I am so excited....
I will be checking up on you all while I am playing with the grands....but not when we are on the ocean blue...:). Will catch up with all of when we return.
hugs abby
Thursday, July 14, 2016
WWW...
No, not the world wide web, not about wrestling....refers to my Wild, Wonderful Wednesday....I arrive at Master's, yes I am plugged, and I have remembered my new rule...
I am kneeling naked, Master is claiming me, concentrating on my nipples. He is lightly brushing against them, circling them, just enough so that I can feel his touch. He occasionally increases the pressure, but then returns to very light touches. I start to squirm, it is as if I can feel a current passing between us. I am panting, leaning forward for more, feeling myself get wetter....Master decides we need to move on, it is way tooooo early for any permissions to be granted.
Master asks if i notice anything new....looking around I notice the bath brush that had not been seen in a while...and I had not missed it. Master says He finally found it, in the garage of all places, and to celebrate, we will be using it today. I had nothing to do with it being in the garage! If I had, it would have not been found.
Master starts in with the brush, fairly lightly, but I am surprised, expecting a hand warm-up. Master assures me this is a warm-up. After a bit, the spankings get harder, and then He starts a cycle of thigh, thigh, cheek, cheek. He then spanks concentrating on one spot. The spanks get harder again. I am thinking, He must not be counting right, it seems like it is way more than 100....when He finally stops, He says five minutes with the bath brush...good girl. I ask if He was counting, He says no, just timing.
He starts to rub the bristle side of the brush all over my body. My senses are re-awakened, it feels so very good. Up and down my legs, my back, my bottom. This five minutes seems to go by much more quickly.
Master then says it is my turn to complete a 5 minute activity.
I grin, and reach for His cock. I check the time, and settle in, to see how many different sensations I can please Him with...in 5 minutes. Master then checks to see if I am enjoying as much as He is.....of course I am! I am up and back over His lap, Master telling I may cum, while He starts in again with that darn bath brush. He is varying the hardness and where He spanks, I am getting close to exploding, but just cannot get over that edge. I hear myself say...please....Master says please what..harder, more, stop?? I groan, please touch me, help me.....Ahhhh, He replies, since you ask so nicely....
I am just still, getting my breathing back to normal, I hear Master's voice, and feel Him rubbing me all over. I start to stir, He tells me to stay, relax...I tell Him any more relaxed and I am napping....Turns out to be a great idea for both of us!
hugs abby
I am kneeling naked, Master is claiming me, concentrating on my nipples. He is lightly brushing against them, circling them, just enough so that I can feel his touch. He occasionally increases the pressure, but then returns to very light touches. I start to squirm, it is as if I can feel a current passing between us. I am panting, leaning forward for more, feeling myself get wetter....Master decides we need to move on, it is way tooooo early for any permissions to be granted.
Master asks if i notice anything new....looking around I notice the bath brush that had not been seen in a while...and I had not missed it. Master says He finally found it, in the garage of all places, and to celebrate, we will be using it today. I had nothing to do with it being in the garage! If I had, it would have not been found.
Master starts in with the brush, fairly lightly, but I am surprised, expecting a hand warm-up. Master assures me this is a warm-up. After a bit, the spankings get harder, and then He starts a cycle of thigh, thigh, cheek, cheek. He then spanks concentrating on one spot. The spanks get harder again. I am thinking, He must not be counting right, it seems like it is way more than 100....when He finally stops, He says five minutes with the bath brush...good girl. I ask if He was counting, He says no, just timing.
He starts to rub the bristle side of the brush all over my body. My senses are re-awakened, it feels so very good. Up and down my legs, my back, my bottom. This five minutes seems to go by much more quickly.
Master then says it is my turn to complete a 5 minute activity.
I grin, and reach for His cock. I check the time, and settle in, to see how many different sensations I can please Him with...in 5 minutes. Master then checks to see if I am enjoying as much as He is.....of course I am! I am up and back over His lap, Master telling I may cum, while He starts in again with that darn bath brush. He is varying the hardness and where He spanks, I am getting close to exploding, but just cannot get over that edge. I hear myself say...please....Master says please what..harder, more, stop?? I groan, please touch me, help me.....Ahhhh, He replies, since you ask so nicely....
I am just still, getting my breathing back to normal, I hear Master's voice, and feel Him rubbing me all over. I start to stir, He tells me to stay, relax...I tell Him any more relaxed and I am napping....Turns out to be a great idea for both of us!
hugs abby
Tuesday, July 12, 2016
Rules....
The day the last of the grands left, I got up early, saw them off...and went back to bed. I was down for the count. One of those really miserable summer colds. Master said He was not surprised...He saw it coming. After a couple of days rest, I had enough energy to see about getting the house back in order. That was Master's cue, that we had some "Us" time to make up for...
I was reminded that we had missed 2 M/M days. At the end of last week, I found myself, kneeling, naked, being reclaimed...reminded that all of me is His, always, even when I am wearing that grandma hat. Too soon, time for me to go over Master's lap, and maintenance number 1...100 spanks with the maintenance paddle. Yes, I was wriggling and ouching just about from the start, Master did add some rubbing between the sets of 20 and that did help a little. After the first 100, I was asked if I wanted a break...of course I did. I was soon oblivious to my red hot bottom as I became reacquainted with Master's cock. Too soon is was time to make up for the second maintenance spanking....much like the first.
Master decided to check and see if any part of me was reacting positively to the spanking. Of course, He found what He was looking for...I was almost dripping. As He continued to use His magical fingers, I was quickly panting and thinking permissions. Master filled me with His cock, just getting me to the point of no return, when He told me to get on all fours, He was going to use all of my holes. I was so ready, He filled my bottom and in not much time, I was coming and squirting, coming and squirting....and again. Yes, it had been a long 2 weeks. The mattress was soaking wet....and before I could move, Master announced I would be sleeping on the wet spot. He is grinning as I look at Him, surprised, and know better than to ask if He will be sharing the wet spot....His spot will be nice and dry.
Master has recently added 2 new rules. Master has quite a list of rules, the first rule was that during a spanking I refer to Him as Sir, the second one was that I was to send a daily report..That was over 12 year ago...they are still rules that I live by. Every now and again , I will suggest that a certain rule is no longer needed. Master's answer is alway the same....if a rule is working I see no reason to get rid of it. So pretty much, once a rule, always a rule.
I am not always thrilled when a new rule is enacted, and for most of them, I have been punished once...and only once. Something in me, that just needs to know that He really means it...yes, I am getting over that need. Eventually, the rule just becomes a habit, a regular part of my life. Not that long ago, Master decided that whenever we were meeting for Maintenance or Fun Friday...or a preplanned spanking, I was to be plugged. For a while now, the plug has been spending more time out of the bag and into me...and yes, I am more used to it, and it does have the desired effect.
The newest rule, is one that I have been struggling with....Master decided He wanted me to ask to 'be excused' whenever a phone or text conversation was ending. I asked why...His reply was....it is polite and He wants me to. This is one of those rare rules, that I saw no reason for. The first few times I forgot, Master reminded me. I forgot again over the weekend, and Master told me to remind Him on Monday. UGH...I hate that.
Yesterday was maintenance day....already, again. I was visiting a friend, and loss track of time, so I showed up with no plug. As soon as we hugged, I told Him that I was unplugged, and why.....He nodded. After naked kneeling, I am over His lap, He is being nice with a wonderful hand warm-up. when I hear, get the paddle-man paddle. I heard it, but it did not register, I find the regular paddle, and He repeats what He said. I look up at Him and remind Him that this is maintenance....He replies, yes it is, with the paddleman paddle...which is long enough to cover both cheeks and much heavier. I hand over the correct paddle and as soon as He starts in , I try to convince Him that since both cheeks are getting spanked, each spank should be doubled....I am sure you can all imagine His reply to that suggestion.
After 100, Master decides to treat me to some leather. He has me get up and lean over sticking my bottom out. He chooses a small strap and on my well warmed bottom, it feels wonderful. I stay still waiting for permission to get up, when I feel a sharp sting....Master has switched to His cane. He is not being gentle, and it is not a long set, but I am complaining loudly the whole time. Once He is done, He steps in to rub...not with His hand. I immediately calm, and am enjoying the sensation, and starting to moan and pant a bit.
I then remember that I am supposed to remind Master about the ...not asking to be excused....Master thanks me for the reminder and He decides on 6 more with the cane...with a warning that next time will be more. I tell Him that I see no point to the rule and we do discuss it. I ask how I will know if the conversation is over...He will not excuse me if it is not finished. He asks if what is really bothering me is giving up another part of me that I have control over...when to finish a conversation. He might have a point...so the rule stays.
Master then tells me that since I reminded Him that I was owed a spanking.....He will give me a pass on not wearing my plug...but I only get one pass, the next time will be a reminder spanking...one I will not be forgetting.
I have started to catch up on what all of you have been up to, and trying to comment more...I missed all of you.
hugs abby
I was reminded that we had missed 2 M/M days. At the end of last week, I found myself, kneeling, naked, being reclaimed...reminded that all of me is His, always, even when I am wearing that grandma hat. Too soon, time for me to go over Master's lap, and maintenance number 1...100 spanks with the maintenance paddle. Yes, I was wriggling and ouching just about from the start, Master did add some rubbing between the sets of 20 and that did help a little. After the first 100, I was asked if I wanted a break...of course I did. I was soon oblivious to my red hot bottom as I became reacquainted with Master's cock. Too soon is was time to make up for the second maintenance spanking....much like the first.
Master decided to check and see if any part of me was reacting positively to the spanking. Of course, He found what He was looking for...I was almost dripping. As He continued to use His magical fingers, I was quickly panting and thinking permissions. Master filled me with His cock, just getting me to the point of no return, when He told me to get on all fours, He was going to use all of my holes. I was so ready, He filled my bottom and in not much time, I was coming and squirting, coming and squirting....and again. Yes, it had been a long 2 weeks. The mattress was soaking wet....and before I could move, Master announced I would be sleeping on the wet spot. He is grinning as I look at Him, surprised, and know better than to ask if He will be sharing the wet spot....His spot will be nice and dry.
Master has recently added 2 new rules. Master has quite a list of rules, the first rule was that during a spanking I refer to Him as Sir, the second one was that I was to send a daily report..That was over 12 year ago...they are still rules that I live by. Every now and again , I will suggest that a certain rule is no longer needed. Master's answer is alway the same....if a rule is working I see no reason to get rid of it. So pretty much, once a rule, always a rule.
I am not always thrilled when a new rule is enacted, and for most of them, I have been punished once...and only once. Something in me, that just needs to know that He really means it...yes, I am getting over that need. Eventually, the rule just becomes a habit, a regular part of my life. Not that long ago, Master decided that whenever we were meeting for Maintenance or Fun Friday...or a preplanned spanking, I was to be plugged. For a while now, the plug has been spending more time out of the bag and into me...and yes, I am more used to it, and it does have the desired effect.
The newest rule, is one that I have been struggling with....Master decided He wanted me to ask to 'be excused' whenever a phone or text conversation was ending. I asked why...His reply was....it is polite and He wants me to. This is one of those rare rules, that I saw no reason for. The first few times I forgot, Master reminded me. I forgot again over the weekend, and Master told me to remind Him on Monday. UGH...I hate that.
Yesterday was maintenance day....already, again. I was visiting a friend, and loss track of time, so I showed up with no plug. As soon as we hugged, I told Him that I was unplugged, and why.....He nodded. After naked kneeling, I am over His lap, He is being nice with a wonderful hand warm-up. when I hear, get the paddle-man paddle. I heard it, but it did not register, I find the regular paddle, and He repeats what He said. I look up at Him and remind Him that this is maintenance....He replies, yes it is, with the paddleman paddle...which is long enough to cover both cheeks and much heavier. I hand over the correct paddle and as soon as He starts in , I try to convince Him that since both cheeks are getting spanked, each spank should be doubled....I am sure you can all imagine His reply to that suggestion.
After 100, Master decides to treat me to some leather. He has me get up and lean over sticking my bottom out. He chooses a small strap and on my well warmed bottom, it feels wonderful. I stay still waiting for permission to get up, when I feel a sharp sting....Master has switched to His cane. He is not being gentle, and it is not a long set, but I am complaining loudly the whole time. Once He is done, He steps in to rub...not with His hand. I immediately calm, and am enjoying the sensation, and starting to moan and pant a bit.
I then remember that I am supposed to remind Master about the ...not asking to be excused....Master thanks me for the reminder and He decides on 6 more with the cane...with a warning that next time will be more. I tell Him that I see no point to the rule and we do discuss it. I ask how I will know if the conversation is over...He will not excuse me if it is not finished. He asks if what is really bothering me is giving up another part of me that I have control over...when to finish a conversation. He might have a point...so the rule stays.
Master then tells me that since I reminded Him that I was owed a spanking.....He will give me a pass on not wearing my plug...but I only get one pass, the next time will be a reminder spanking...one I will not be forgetting.
I have started to catch up on what all of you have been up to, and trying to comment more...I missed all of you.
hugs abby
Tuesday, July 5, 2016
Swallow.....Cum!!!
I just saw that it was 6 years ago today that I posted my first entry. It was only because Master insisted....and I almost stopped after a couple of months. I am so glad that He insisted, and that I continued. Thank You, all of you out there who have made me feel welcomed and 'normal', made me laugh, shed tears, offered me your friendship ....you are all special in your own way.
For almost two weeks now I have been wearing my grandma hat. The 8 and 5 year old arrived first. We celebrated a birthday, went to a children' museum, played at the beach, saw "Finding Dory", ate lots of ice cream ( once for breakfast), did some easy hiking, played games and collapsed into bed each night. Then the 7 and 4 year old arrived...I love seeing the four of them together, they are best friends and when a squabble arises, they usually solve it themselves. We continued with the ice cream, went to the zoo, the beach, a baseball game....you get the picture. They left this morning....all sad to be leaning but with great memories....
The day they arrived, Master and I had an early play time....some naked kneeling, a delicious hand spanking warm-up, followed by a paddling with lots of stops for some rubbing and...teasing. Just as I was getting to point of needing a permission , Master tells me to kneel and earn my permission.
I am licking, sucking, nipping, slurping....I hear Master remind me that I may not swallow until I have permission. Master fills my mouth and tells be to get back over His knee. I look at Him...He laughs...and reminds me that I do not have permission to swallow. (this is something new).
I am back over His lap, and He is spanking, not hard, but just right.....I can't make any recognizable words so I try to make sounds, giving Him a message. He takes a few guesses at what I might be saying...then decides to see just how ready I am....He laughs and asks if I would like a permission...I am nodding my head as rapidly as I can. I then hear.....'swallow'...immediately followed by...'cum'....at that moment the two best words in the english language. After some recovery time......it is time to get ready for the grands.
hugs abby
For almost two weeks now I have been wearing my grandma hat. The 8 and 5 year old arrived first. We celebrated a birthday, went to a children' museum, played at the beach, saw "Finding Dory", ate lots of ice cream ( once for breakfast), did some easy hiking, played games and collapsed into bed each night. Then the 7 and 4 year old arrived...I love seeing the four of them together, they are best friends and when a squabble arises, they usually solve it themselves. We continued with the ice cream, went to the zoo, the beach, a baseball game....you get the picture. They left this morning....all sad to be leaning but with great memories....
The day they arrived, Master and I had an early play time....some naked kneeling, a delicious hand spanking warm-up, followed by a paddling with lots of stops for some rubbing and...teasing. Just as I was getting to point of needing a permission , Master tells me to kneel and earn my permission.
I am licking, sucking, nipping, slurping....I hear Master remind me that I may not swallow until I have permission. Master fills my mouth and tells be to get back over His knee. I look at Him...He laughs...and reminds me that I do not have permission to swallow. (this is something new).
I am back over His lap, and He is spanking, not hard, but just right.....I can't make any recognizable words so I try to make sounds, giving Him a message. He takes a few guesses at what I might be saying...then decides to see just how ready I am....He laughs and asks if I would like a permission...I am nodding my head as rapidly as I can. I then hear.....'swallow'...immediately followed by...'cum'....at that moment the two best words in the english language. After some recovery time......it is time to get ready for the grands.
hugs abby
Wednesday, June 15, 2016
Wacky Wonderful Wednesday!
I am off to spend some grandma time. I am going to be gone for along weekend, there is a preK graduation and a dance recital for the the 4 and 6 year olds. Since I will be away for Fun Friday, Master decided to have a wacky, wonderful Wednesday.
After my naked kneeling, I am over Master's lap. He starts in with a wonderful hand warm-up. Once He is satisfied with the color and heat on my bottom, He asks me if I can reach His bag. I can, I pull it closer and He tells me to reach in and hand Him all the wooden paddles that can be used OTK.
I pull out all of Master's smaller paddles...the Pooh one, the shamrock, the maintenance paddle and a few others. Master decides on 25 per paddle, and it is a paddling, but not as hard as Master usually spanks....I am still not sure what Master's plan is, but since He has not asked for my advice, (anyone surprised by that?)....I just try to enjoy. After each paddle is a short break for some rubbing, definitely something to look forward to.
Once Master has used each of the paddles, He tells me to pull out the other 'toys' that can be used OTK. There are a few smaller leather paddles that I find and hand over to Master. After these paddles have added to the color of my bottom, Master declares it is 'break time'...Master's code for suck my cock. I am only too happy to have a 'cock break', and do my best sucking, slurping, licking, nipping, twirling and lapping. Master stops me and says time to go back to His bag.
I ask what He wants, His reply...everything. I sort of just look at Him, He wants to know why I am not getting all the rest of the 'toys' out. I ask ...all of them....He confirms that is what He said. An empty the bag toy time....I cannot remember the last time that happened. Once the toys are all available, Master tells me to lean over head down and bottom up, head on a pillow. He decides to add another item, His belt. He starts with the belt, and I remember the crop, the tawse, the paddleman paddle, the lexan paddle (that was the worse of the bunch), the stiff oval paddle. Not sure that is a complete list.
Master then has me stand on the sofa and lean over the back of it. Time for the whip, the large leather flogger, the smaller leather flogger, the horse hair.... not in that order, I was not allowed to take notes, and after a certain point, my mind was mush. The hardest sensations are from the large leather flogger, which happens to be my favorite....I am not complaining. Master finishes with His cane, telling me these will be hardest...they are my traveling stripes. They are harder and when He is done, Master traces my stripes and massages the welts.
He then tells me to finish what I started, and to remember ...no swallowing without permission. Master has me wait a while for the permission, enjoying the look at my face and my trying to communicate without using my mouth. I finally get permission...Master pulls me over Him and we snuggle and hug and....other things all leading to permissions for me to cum. Once we can both move, Master tells me to put the toys back in His bag. I had been thinking that I needed to count them, since I was sure I would not remember all of them...there were 20 plus His belt...some of which we need to take out of that bag more often, and others....not so much.
Hugs abby...
After my naked kneeling, I am over Master's lap. He starts in with a wonderful hand warm-up. Once He is satisfied with the color and heat on my bottom, He asks me if I can reach His bag. I can, I pull it closer and He tells me to reach in and hand Him all the wooden paddles that can be used OTK.
I pull out all of Master's smaller paddles...the Pooh one, the shamrock, the maintenance paddle and a few others. Master decides on 25 per paddle, and it is a paddling, but not as hard as Master usually spanks....I am still not sure what Master's plan is, but since He has not asked for my advice, (anyone surprised by that?)....I just try to enjoy. After each paddle is a short break for some rubbing, definitely something to look forward to.
Once Master has used each of the paddles, He tells me to pull out the other 'toys' that can be used OTK. There are a few smaller leather paddles that I find and hand over to Master. After these paddles have added to the color of my bottom, Master declares it is 'break time'...Master's code for suck my cock. I am only too happy to have a 'cock break', and do my best sucking, slurping, licking, nipping, twirling and lapping. Master stops me and says time to go back to His bag.
I ask what He wants, His reply...everything. I sort of just look at Him, He wants to know why I am not getting all the rest of the 'toys' out. I ask ...all of them....He confirms that is what He said. An empty the bag toy time....I cannot remember the last time that happened. Once the toys are all available, Master tells me to lean over head down and bottom up, head on a pillow. He decides to add another item, His belt. He starts with the belt, and I remember the crop, the tawse, the paddleman paddle, the lexan paddle (that was the worse of the bunch), the stiff oval paddle. Not sure that is a complete list.
Master then has me stand on the sofa and lean over the back of it. Time for the whip, the large leather flogger, the smaller leather flogger, the horse hair.... not in that order, I was not allowed to take notes, and after a certain point, my mind was mush. The hardest sensations are from the large leather flogger, which happens to be my favorite....I am not complaining. Master finishes with His cane, telling me these will be hardest...they are my traveling stripes. They are harder and when He is done, Master traces my stripes and massages the welts.
He then tells me to finish what I started, and to remember ...no swallowing without permission. Master has me wait a while for the permission, enjoying the look at my face and my trying to communicate without using my mouth. I finally get permission...Master pulls me over Him and we snuggle and hug and....other things all leading to permissions for me to cum. Once we can both move, Master tells me to put the toys back in His bag. I had been thinking that I needed to count them, since I was sure I would not remember all of them...there were 20 plus His belt...some of which we need to take out of that bag more often, and others....not so much.
Hugs abby...
Saturday, June 11, 2016
Just Five Minutes....
Five minutes...sometimes it creeps along, other times you wonder how time seems to fly by so quickly. Master had decided that our Friday Fun time theme would be 'five minutes'. Don't ask me how He gets these ideas....I am just happy that I get to enjoy them.
After my kneeling time, I am over Master's lap for a hand warm-up. Master had not told me the 'theme' for the day, so I was a little surprised when the warm-up seemed to be longer than what I expected. No stops for rubbing, just constant spanking...and lots more than the usual 100. Was I foolish enough to mention it...NO...I was enjoying it way too much. Master does stop and I hear....5 minutes of constant spanking. I tell Him it was wonderful and should be a new plan for all warm-ups...He laughs. I wondered how many and He said around 600 spanks.
Master then shows me 2 paddles, the maintenance paddle and the NY Yankees paddle, and tells me to choose which one I want for the next 5 minutes. (I immediately am thinking, this is going to be a much longer 5 minutes). I am debating, I know what the maintenance paddle feels like, it is small, but has holes, the damned Yankee one is larger and a little heavier. Since I seem to be indecisive Master says both will be used, alternating minutes. He starts with the Yankee paddle, and He is not spanking hard and I am think I like this more than I remember. Second minute is the maintenance paddle, and I am sure I like the other paddle better, and glad He started with it, since He will end with it. At about the three minutes mark, Master says I have permission to cum at any time, since I start to squirm. The five minutes are over, before I get to that point.
Master then asks if I am ready to suck His cock for five minutes. Of course I am...He tells me it needs to be a full five minutes and reminds me that I am not to swallow without permission. ( I am hoping I do not have to wait for 5 minutes for permission). I am on my knees, Master says He will let me know when there is one minute left....at just about the five minute mark, He fills my mouth, and only has me wait about a minute before I get permission to swallow.
Master asks if I am dripping yet...He knows me well. I am ready to cum with very little extra incentive, and I am soon loss in the moment...or moments, I guess. As soon as I cum a few times and start to try to catch my breath, Master starts in again. After round two, I say 'enough'...and hear, " I get to decide that". So, yes there is a round three with several more orgasms, after which I truly cannot move, or even speak. My body is sending out tremors on its own, and I seem to hear Master's voice....good girl, 5 minutes of orgasms.
My whole body is finally quiet, I tell Master I can't move a muscle, He tells me to take my time, He is content to tuck me into His hairy chest, and hold me tight as I slowly return to reality....and this is one part that takes more than 5 minutes.
Five minutes seems like such an inconsequential time....but when well planned and executed, 5 minutes can be loaded with sensations and pleasure:).
After my kneeling time, I am over Master's lap for a hand warm-up. Master had not told me the 'theme' for the day, so I was a little surprised when the warm-up seemed to be longer than what I expected. No stops for rubbing, just constant spanking...and lots more than the usual 100. Was I foolish enough to mention it...NO...I was enjoying it way too much. Master does stop and I hear....5 minutes of constant spanking. I tell Him it was wonderful and should be a new plan for all warm-ups...He laughs. I wondered how many and He said around 600 spanks.
Master then shows me 2 paddles, the maintenance paddle and the NY Yankees paddle, and tells me to choose which one I want for the next 5 minutes. (I immediately am thinking, this is going to be a much longer 5 minutes). I am debating, I know what the maintenance paddle feels like, it is small, but has holes, the damned Yankee one is larger and a little heavier. Since I seem to be indecisive Master says both will be used, alternating minutes. He starts with the Yankee paddle, and He is not spanking hard and I am think I like this more than I remember. Second minute is the maintenance paddle, and I am sure I like the other paddle better, and glad He started with it, since He will end with it. At about the three minutes mark, Master says I have permission to cum at any time, since I start to squirm. The five minutes are over, before I get to that point.
Master then asks if I am ready to suck His cock for five minutes. Of course I am...He tells me it needs to be a full five minutes and reminds me that I am not to swallow without permission. ( I am hoping I do not have to wait for 5 minutes for permission). I am on my knees, Master says He will let me know when there is one minute left....at just about the five minute mark, He fills my mouth, and only has me wait about a minute before I get permission to swallow.
Master asks if I am dripping yet...He knows me well. I am ready to cum with very little extra incentive, and I am soon loss in the moment...or moments, I guess. As soon as I cum a few times and start to try to catch my breath, Master starts in again. After round two, I say 'enough'...and hear, " I get to decide that". So, yes there is a round three with several more orgasms, after which I truly cannot move, or even speak. My body is sending out tremors on its own, and I seem to hear Master's voice....good girl, 5 minutes of orgasms.
My whole body is finally quiet, I tell Master I can't move a muscle, He tells me to take my time, He is content to tuck me into His hairy chest, and hold me tight as I slowly return to reality....and this is one part that takes more than 5 minutes.
Five minutes seems like such an inconsequential time....but when well planned and executed, 5 minutes can be loaded with sensations and pleasure:).
Monday, June 6, 2016
Early Morning Maintenance
I am not a wake up, get up and go person. One of the very best parts of being retired, is waking up, stretching, and just laying in bed...no alarm, no rush to shower and get someplace, no being sure the kids have what they need for the day...just pick up a book and read a little, work on a crossword puzzle, or just lie there. This morning I had been told that maintenance would occur as soon as we were up and about, since I was driving Master to the airport to catch a flight for a business trip.
Much too early, I was kneeling naked, and Master was reminding me that all of me is His, no matter where He is...all of me, all of the time. I am over His lap, and as He is warming my bottom, He mentions that there are a couple other things that we need to remember. I look up at Him, and tell Him, I do not recall anything. He asks if this is the first Monday of the month? Ah.....harder play Monday. We had started harder play Monday's last year, I think. It happened for a couple of Mondays, and then we just kept forgetting about it. Master had mentioned that He wanted to start them again a couple weeks ago...but for some reason I always seem to block it out...hmmm...
There is a second thing also, but I am equally at a loss as to what He is talking about....He gives me a hint...my girl friend day last Friday...ahh....I had remembered to keep Master informed all day, and sent Him a text when we were leaving to return. I got home and was busy with things, and about two hours later get a text from Master.....I assume you did make it home safely??? Oops...ut oh.....I quickly replied, and was told that we would discuss this at maintenance. He tells me to remind Him, when maintenance is over.
Warm-up time is over, the maintenance paddle makes an appearance...four sets of 25, each set a little bit harder, a stop for rubbing after each set. After the last set, Master lets His fingers roam, and has me panting and start thinking permission time. Master has another activity in mind, so I manage to get up and kneeling, and concentrate on His smell, His feel, His taste.
Master then tells me it is time for harder play Monday. He tell me to pick two numbers, one between 1 and 10, and the other between 1 and 100. He is waiting, I am thinking that the higher number could be the number of strokes, but I am not sure about the smaller number...maybe a multiplier? I choose 4 (thinking a small multiplier) and 77...for no special reason. Master tells me the four is the number of "toys" we will use, the second number how many. Master goes to His bag and takes out His cane, the paddleman paddle, the large strop and the flogger. I grin at Him...2 of His favorites and 2 of mine. He tells me I can choose the order. I know I want to finish with the flogger, and decide I also want to alternate leather and wood. I choose cane, then strop, followed by the paddleman paddle and ending with the flogger. Master is not surprised by my decision.
I an told to lean over and stick my bottom out. Usually Master spanks slowly with the cane, but this time He is going quickly, and not as hard as I expected. Maybe maintenance served as a great warm-up. Next up is the strop, Master tells me to lie flat, I love this large strop, on a well warmed-up bottom, I love it even more. When Master is finished, I am totally relaxed...(and ready to go back to bed).
But Master is smiling and holding the My Paddleman paddle, it covers both cheeks and is on the heavy side. I tell myself only 77 and then the flogger. Even on a well warmed bottom, I am ouching, I think my bottom went from warm to being tender. Master says He will give my bottom a break and aims for my thighs, I quickly let Him know my bottom does not need a break.
Finally it is flogger time. Master has me lie flat, and decides on sets of 10. In between sets, He swishes the flogger all over my body, legs, thighs, back, arms, bottom...all of me. I am dripping by the time He is done. Master lies on top of me, covering all of me, and i just relax loving the feeling of being connected at every point. We lie there for a bit, both totally relaxed. Master moves off and checks and says I seem to be very close to needing a permission.
At that point I somehow remember about reminding Master that I did not text that I was home safely last Friday. For a moment, I wonder if He will remember if I do not remind Him...then I tell Him, there is one more spanking activity we need to take care of. He thanks me for reminding Him, has me get over His lap, and He tucks me in...not a good sign. He spanks hard and fast, even on a very warmed bottom (not to mention the rest of me). I am squirming and becoming vocal, Master stops and asks if 25 is enough of a reminder. I tell Him it is, He asks what will happen if there is a next time....the punishment will be doubled.
After some wonderful loving meant to be remembered the whole time He is away...it is time to get dressed, and get Master to the airport. I am glad that I can return to a nap...
Have a good week everyone...
hugs abby
Much too early, I was kneeling naked, and Master was reminding me that all of me is His, no matter where He is...all of me, all of the time. I am over His lap, and as He is warming my bottom, He mentions that there are a couple other things that we need to remember. I look up at Him, and tell Him, I do not recall anything. He asks if this is the first Monday of the month? Ah.....harder play Monday. We had started harder play Monday's last year, I think. It happened for a couple of Mondays, and then we just kept forgetting about it. Master had mentioned that He wanted to start them again a couple weeks ago...but for some reason I always seem to block it out...hmmm...
There is a second thing also, but I am equally at a loss as to what He is talking about....He gives me a hint...my girl friend day last Friday...ahh....I had remembered to keep Master informed all day, and sent Him a text when we were leaving to return. I got home and was busy with things, and about two hours later get a text from Master.....I assume you did make it home safely??? Oops...ut oh.....I quickly replied, and was told that we would discuss this at maintenance. He tells me to remind Him, when maintenance is over.
Warm-up time is over, the maintenance paddle makes an appearance...four sets of 25, each set a little bit harder, a stop for rubbing after each set. After the last set, Master lets His fingers roam, and has me panting and start thinking permission time. Master has another activity in mind, so I manage to get up and kneeling, and concentrate on His smell, His feel, His taste.
Master then tells me it is time for harder play Monday. He tell me to pick two numbers, one between 1 and 10, and the other between 1 and 100. He is waiting, I am thinking that the higher number could be the number of strokes, but I am not sure about the smaller number...maybe a multiplier? I choose 4 (thinking a small multiplier) and 77...for no special reason. Master tells me the four is the number of "toys" we will use, the second number how many. Master goes to His bag and takes out His cane, the paddleman paddle, the large strop and the flogger. I grin at Him...2 of His favorites and 2 of mine. He tells me I can choose the order. I know I want to finish with the flogger, and decide I also want to alternate leather and wood. I choose cane, then strop, followed by the paddleman paddle and ending with the flogger. Master is not surprised by my decision.
I an told to lean over and stick my bottom out. Usually Master spanks slowly with the cane, but this time He is going quickly, and not as hard as I expected. Maybe maintenance served as a great warm-up. Next up is the strop, Master tells me to lie flat, I love this large strop, on a well warmed-up bottom, I love it even more. When Master is finished, I am totally relaxed...(and ready to go back to bed).
But Master is smiling and holding the My Paddleman paddle, it covers both cheeks and is on the heavy side. I tell myself only 77 and then the flogger. Even on a well warmed bottom, I am ouching, I think my bottom went from warm to being tender. Master says He will give my bottom a break and aims for my thighs, I quickly let Him know my bottom does not need a break.
Finally it is flogger time. Master has me lie flat, and decides on sets of 10. In between sets, He swishes the flogger all over my body, legs, thighs, back, arms, bottom...all of me. I am dripping by the time He is done. Master lies on top of me, covering all of me, and i just relax loving the feeling of being connected at every point. We lie there for a bit, both totally relaxed. Master moves off and checks and says I seem to be very close to needing a permission.
At that point I somehow remember about reminding Master that I did not text that I was home safely last Friday. For a moment, I wonder if He will remember if I do not remind Him...then I tell Him, there is one more spanking activity we need to take care of. He thanks me for reminding Him, has me get over His lap, and He tucks me in...not a good sign. He spanks hard and fast, even on a very warmed bottom (not to mention the rest of me). I am squirming and becoming vocal, Master stops and asks if 25 is enough of a reminder. I tell Him it is, He asks what will happen if there is a next time....the punishment will be doubled.
After some wonderful loving meant to be remembered the whole time He is away...it is time to get dressed, and get Master to the airport. I am glad that I can return to a nap...
Have a good week everyone...
hugs abby
Wednesday, June 1, 2016
Maintenance, Fun Tuesday......
I know, maintenance is usually Monday and fun often is associated with Friday, but living in the real world, flexibility is often necessary. I started my day last Friday feeling like I had not slept well. By nine I was exhausted, so I went back to bed to nap, woke up with chills...on a 85 degree day. I called Master and let Him know, there would be no Fun Friday. I assured Him I had all that I needed and I really was probably just going to sleep the day away.
By the end of Sunday I was feeling better. Monday was a family day, so Tuesday was make up for maintenance and fun Friday. I decided to surprise Master by showing up already plugged. Master invites me to sit on His lap before we play, since we usually end up that way. He likes to change things up. Any invitation to sit on His lap is always quickly accepted, being held closely, getting His scent, snuggling into Him. We chat and and just enjoy the feel of each other.
Before we both take a nap, Master tells me it is kneeling time, followed by maintenance time. I am over Master's lap, He is rubbing and massaging all over, i am so relaxed. He chuckles and starts in with a hand warm-up. I then hear...are you ready for your maintenance spanking? I am and say so, getting ready to feel the coolness of the maintenance paddle.
To my great....and happy...surprise Master is still using His hand. Much harder than the warm-ups, but still His hand. He is spanking hard and slow, after the first set of 25 He stops and rubs my bottom, i am sooo relaxed. The next set, some more rubbing and He decides to check and see if I am enjoying this maintenance more than I usually do....I sure am:)! The last 2 sets of 25 and Master asks, if I was surprised. It was a wonderful surprise. He asks if His hand was hard enough...I assured Him it was, if He were to ask if I preferred His hand to the paddle, I would always choose His hand.
Master asks if I would like a 'break'....I am quickly up and kneeling and showing Him how grateful i am for a hand maintenance spanking. I am back over His lap, Master is playing with the plug, and reaching in and testing how wet I am. He soon has me panting and wriggling. Then I hear Master say...since you already have one hole filled, we should fill the two others. I get one of my toys out of the bag for the second hole, hand it to Master, and Master then fills the third hole.
A hard warm-up, a hand maintenance spanking, sucking Master's cock, Master rubbing and playing with my clit, and now all three holds filled......I am so ready to just explode. Master knows me well, He tells me I may cum when I am ready. Needless to say....that does not take long. As I am laying there recuperating, Master starts exploring again....and I quickly need another permission, this time, Master wrings a few out of me, until i am barely breathing, never mind moving.
Once i can speak again, and toys have been removed, Master suggests we end the way we started. I am back to sitting on His lap, leaning into His furry chest, enjoying the end of our 'just Us' time, thinking, Tuesdays can be special in their own way.
hugs abby
By the end of Sunday I was feeling better. Monday was a family day, so Tuesday was make up for maintenance and fun Friday. I decided to surprise Master by showing up already plugged. Master invites me to sit on His lap before we play, since we usually end up that way. He likes to change things up. Any invitation to sit on His lap is always quickly accepted, being held closely, getting His scent, snuggling into Him. We chat and and just enjoy the feel of each other.
Before we both take a nap, Master tells me it is kneeling time, followed by maintenance time. I am over Master's lap, He is rubbing and massaging all over, i am so relaxed. He chuckles and starts in with a hand warm-up. I then hear...are you ready for your maintenance spanking? I am and say so, getting ready to feel the coolness of the maintenance paddle.
To my great....and happy...surprise Master is still using His hand. Much harder than the warm-ups, but still His hand. He is spanking hard and slow, after the first set of 25 He stops and rubs my bottom, i am sooo relaxed. The next set, some more rubbing and He decides to check and see if I am enjoying this maintenance more than I usually do....I sure am:)! The last 2 sets of 25 and Master asks, if I was surprised. It was a wonderful surprise. He asks if His hand was hard enough...I assured Him it was, if He were to ask if I preferred His hand to the paddle, I would always choose His hand.
Master asks if I would like a 'break'....I am quickly up and kneeling and showing Him how grateful i am for a hand maintenance spanking. I am back over His lap, Master is playing with the plug, and reaching in and testing how wet I am. He soon has me panting and wriggling. Then I hear Master say...since you already have one hole filled, we should fill the two others. I get one of my toys out of the bag for the second hole, hand it to Master, and Master then fills the third hole.
A hard warm-up, a hand maintenance spanking, sucking Master's cock, Master rubbing and playing with my clit, and now all three holds filled......I am so ready to just explode. Master knows me well, He tells me I may cum when I am ready. Needless to say....that does not take long. As I am laying there recuperating, Master starts exploring again....and I quickly need another permission, this time, Master wrings a few out of me, until i am barely breathing, never mind moving.
Once i can speak again, and toys have been removed, Master suggests we end the way we started. I am back to sitting on His lap, leaning into His furry chest, enjoying the end of our 'just Us' time, thinking, Tuesdays can be special in their own way.
hugs abby
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