Tuesday, August 15, 2017
Ella's Meme and catching up
I am getting ready to leave to go to my son's in the morning, there is a grand who is turning 8! My daughter and her two are taking the train up to join us for a long weekend...I love seeing the 4 grands together, they are developing a friendship that will hopefully last all their lives.
I wanted to thank all of you who have taken the time to send me an e-mail or text...I have not answered too many but am determined to do so now that I am just about back to my 'old' (not fond of the descriptive) self. So, a little more patience and you will hear from me...and I really do appreciate your reaching out to me, we are a wonderful community.
Master sent me off with a double maintenance...so yes the short leash and double maintenance are still in effect...YUCK! Master has noticed that I am much calmer and over-all more relaxed, so He said if I am good when I am away...stay CLOSE and keep him informed of any problems or drama or just my everyday events, He will consider going back to regular maintenance spankings....something to hope for:).
Our 'boys' played over the weekend. The good guys (Red Sox) won two games and that other team ( Yankees) won one. We have not been able to settle that debt, but the schedule is weird this year...they play again this weekend. They are playing in Boston...a couple days ago my son called and asked if I was interested in a mother/son date...now that is a first, once I had recovered , I said of course...what do you have in mind. Well, through a friend he was able to get tickets for Saturday's game, at Fenway. I have been to see my boys play several times at Fenway...but have never seen them play the Yanks...so I am super excited...how would they dare lose when I am there to cheer them on???? LOL!
Thanks ella for presenting us with a new meme...here are my answers....
1. Name a tender song that can almost make you cry.
As I get older, there are more of these. "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" was sung at a funeral many years ago for an 8 year old student, friend of my daughter's who died...tears every time I hear it.
2. What is your favorite shade of lipstick? What about nail polish? My sister is my make-up consultant. She recently send me...crushed berry by Mary Kay...love it! I rarely wear nail polish.
3. Name a children's nursery rhyme or song that you loved and to which you remember all the words.
I am choosing..."A Bushel and A Peck"..the refrain. I sing it every night when I am with the grands and putting them to bed. The youngest one always covers her ears, and then calls me to sing it again, because she missed it. (I cannot carry a tune with a basket, so people covering ears when I sing is a normal event).
4. What outfit would you put on in the morning if you wanted to feel happy and well-dressed? Something in which you think you look pretty damn good.
Since it is summer, while slacks, a loose fitting billowy white, sky blue and yellow top, white sandals.
5. If you had enough money to buy just one would it be a cottage by the ocean or a cabin in the woods?
Has to be ocean, I grew up near the shore and spent most of my summer days at the beach, and Master loves to be out on the water.
6. If you are old enough which of the Beatles did you have a thing for?
Ahhh, one of my favorite groups. I would 'swoon' if any one of them approached me...my fav of the fab four...George!
7. Name a smell that you love.
The ocean, on an early morning walk.
8. How often do you defuzz your legs? Wax, razor or electric?
About twice a week, in the shower...razor.
9. How/why did you choose your blog name?
When Master and I started our power exchanged, He often encouraged me to let the 'real' me out...the me that no one else sees....and slowly I did...finally finding me...
10. What do you have for breakfast? Coffee or tea?
Coffee is the most important part of breakfast....and I rotate between special K cereal, breakfast sandwich or an omelet.
11. How many siblings do you have? Are you the oldest, youngest or middle child?
I am the oldest of my 3 siblings...and therefore will always be in charge...LOL...since none of them read here, I can write that and pretend.
12. What is your favorite salad dressing?
Recently found a poppy seed strawberry...yummy!
13. If you could sit next to anyone alive...who would you pick?
Tough one, maybe Stephen King, would love to see how his mind works.
14. Have you ever gone shopping just to cheer yourself up?
Well, ummm...of course. But I usually end up buying a surprise for someone else..since then I have cheered myself up twice.
15. If there is one thing that can make you angry, what would it be?
Lately, the nightly news....
16. Tell us about the best photograph you have ever had taken.
Oh, we have always been a picture taking family. I have shelves of photo albums and now discs...I have a picture on my fridge, of my mom, sister and I. It is a silly pose and we all laughing, it was a casino trip. It reminds me of the many wonderful memories of have of the three of us.
17. Have you ever gone skinny dipping and where?
Not yet, but it is on my bucket list.
18. What would you like on your pizza? What don't you like?
I am actually not a huge pizza fan. I like a white garlic maybe with mushrooms.
Thanks ella...looking forward to your next meme.
hugs abby
Sunday, August 13, 2017
A Walk In the Woods...
A big thank- to all of you for your good wishes. They helped...that and Master keeping an eye...well both eyes...closely on me. I could feel the 'fog' lifting a couple days ago, and am feeling much better. I am still on a short..shorter..leash. There is a lot going on, and Master wants me as calm as possible.
Friday, Master suggested a walk in a near-by park. We got there, and I thought..oh we used to come here, when we first met. Master asked if the park sparked any memories. I said it did, and He had 'that' look in His eyes that made me wonder......It was a cloudy day, and we seemed to be the only ones there, I commented to Master that the weather gave us the park to ourselves...He replied, that was part of His plan.
Now I was more curious.....and the I remembered our walks in that park, one of them let me to my first 'switching'....not an even I cared to have repeated.
I wisely kept quiet, but saw Master pick up a few 'sticks', swish them and put them back, as His grin widened. Sure enough, He was soon telling me to pick a tree, put my hands up on it, and keep them there. As I opened my mouth, He told me we were alone....do it. I did, and my recollection of a switching, proved to be accurate. I was wishing I had not worn the light lacy panties, and had maybe put on a double pair of heavier ones, since over my pants and those sexy little things.....my bottom was quickly on fire. Master was enjoying His trip down memory lane more that I was, ....my advice, take me work for it, a switching is to avoided!
The Sox and Yanks are playing this weekend. My boys were in the lead for the first game, and then ended up giving it away....5/4. But they sure made up for it yesterday, winning 10/5. The last game of this series is tonite, so send the Red Sox good vibes please!
hugs abby
Friday, Master suggested a walk in a near-by park. We got there, and I thought..oh we used to come here, when we first met. Master asked if the park sparked any memories. I said it did, and He had 'that' look in His eyes that made me wonder......It was a cloudy day, and we seemed to be the only ones there, I commented to Master that the weather gave us the park to ourselves...He replied, that was part of His plan.
Now I was more curious.....and the I remembered our walks in that park, one of them let me to my first 'switching'....not an even I cared to have repeated.
I wisely kept quiet, but saw Master pick up a few 'sticks', swish them and put them back, as His grin widened. Sure enough, He was soon telling me to pick a tree, put my hands up on it, and keep them there. As I opened my mouth, He told me we were alone....do it. I did, and my recollection of a switching, proved to be accurate. I was wishing I had not worn the light lacy panties, and had maybe put on a double pair of heavier ones, since over my pants and those sexy little things.....my bottom was quickly on fire. Master was enjoying His trip down memory lane more that I was, ....my advice, take me work for it, a switching is to avoided!
The Sox and Yanks are playing this weekend. My boys were in the lead for the first game, and then ended up giving it away....5/4. But they sure made up for it yesterday, winning 10/5. The last game of this series is tonite, so send the Red Sox good vibes please!
hugs abby
Tuesday, August 8, 2017
In a Funk....
For those of you too young to know what a funk is...it is sort of like the..blahs. That's been me lately...not sure why, well I do have some idea why, but there is not much I can do about it, and need to let it go...wish me luck with that.
The Maine vacation was mostly good, the family reunion had over 125 people, Mother Nature cooperated and we all agreed to same place, same time next year.
Master has been supportive, tried to be helpful and patient, watching over me. Monday found me kneeling being claimed by Master. He was concentrating on my nipples, tweeking, pinching, pulling and I was trying to not say what I was thinking. Finally I am over His lap, waiting for the warm-up to maintenance, when Master asks me if there is something I need to talk out or discuss. I shake my head ...no...He asks if I am sure....I nod my head....yes.
He is rubbing my bottom...I am surprised, but think I will be quiet and let this go on as long as possible. Master says...starting today maintenance will be doubled (200 instead of 100), and your 'leash' is now a lot shorter. I look up and back at Him...He continues...just telling you to run toward me, to let me help is not working. I know you do not like or enjoy maintenance spankings, so maybe doubling them will help you to remember to come to me, and the short leash will hopefully quiet your voices and you can concentrate on us. When I see a change, we will return to regular maintenance and your 'leash' will not be as short.
Once He is done, He starts in with maintenance. Four sets of 25, stopping for a bit of rubbing after each set. I am fighting the tears, and I hear, time for a break, on your knees. I am up and thankful...for the break and for the opportunity to serve Him in this way. The second 100 are 2 sets of 50 and I am very vocal.
He is rubbing my bottom and we are chatting, He asks if I know why these changes are happening...I do...and that they are in place until He sees a change. Master then reminds me that we have not yet, settled our baseball bet, and that the ' boys' are almost ready to play each other again...yes life has been just that crazy.
Neither one of us can remember the exact scores, but we do remember that it was a 4 game series, and that the total runs scored were almost the same. Yes, we could have looked it up, but just decided that we would each get to choose 2 'toys' and the number for each would be 50. He announces ladies first, and since my bottom is well-warmed from maintenance I choose the large leather strop. Master is making sure I enjoy my winning portion of the bet, and He is using just the right touch....50 comes too quickly.
Master is next and He chooses the cane...I sort of give Him a look, He tells me, it is His choice and besides the welts might help keep me focused in the right direction. Fifty with the cane, it is not the hardest caning but it does insure that I will be able to rub my bottom and feel the welts. My second choice is....the flogger....no surprise there. I choose to stand and lean against the mantle....fifty is way too short a flogging. At 50 Master tells me to turn around, hands behind my head...He is going to choose the flogger also (that is a first), but they will be on my front.,,,that is the bad news. Master spreads out the flogging starting with my breast, working His way down to my pussy and my thighs and legs. Time for some snuggling time...and a few permissions.
I had plans for today, taking an elderly neighbor to the casino for the morning and out to lunch. She loves to go, and no longer drives, her daughter does not see the need for a casino outing...Master told me to wear my right ankle cuff...luckily it is a coolish day here, so long pants we fine. He also reminded me that He needs to know every move I make....I smile and tell Him that sounds like a song title..His quick reply...it is a song I will be singing often...He does have a way with words.
Have a great week...
hugs abby
The Maine vacation was mostly good, the family reunion had over 125 people, Mother Nature cooperated and we all agreed to same place, same time next year.
Master has been supportive, tried to be helpful and patient, watching over me. Monday found me kneeling being claimed by Master. He was concentrating on my nipples, tweeking, pinching, pulling and I was trying to not say what I was thinking. Finally I am over His lap, waiting for the warm-up to maintenance, when Master asks me if there is something I need to talk out or discuss. I shake my head ...no...He asks if I am sure....I nod my head....yes.
He is rubbing my bottom...I am surprised, but think I will be quiet and let this go on as long as possible. Master says...starting today maintenance will be doubled (200 instead of 100), and your 'leash' is now a lot shorter. I look up and back at Him...He continues...just telling you to run toward me, to let me help is not working. I know you do not like or enjoy maintenance spankings, so maybe doubling them will help you to remember to come to me, and the short leash will hopefully quiet your voices and you can concentrate on us. When I see a change, we will return to regular maintenance and your 'leash' will not be as short.
Once He is done, He starts in with maintenance. Four sets of 25, stopping for a bit of rubbing after each set. I am fighting the tears, and I hear, time for a break, on your knees. I am up and thankful...for the break and for the opportunity to serve Him in this way. The second 100 are 2 sets of 50 and I am very vocal.
He is rubbing my bottom and we are chatting, He asks if I know why these changes are happening...I do...and that they are in place until He sees a change. Master then reminds me that we have not yet, settled our baseball bet, and that the ' boys' are almost ready to play each other again...yes life has been just that crazy.
Neither one of us can remember the exact scores, but we do remember that it was a 4 game series, and that the total runs scored were almost the same. Yes, we could have looked it up, but just decided that we would each get to choose 2 'toys' and the number for each would be 50. He announces ladies first, and since my bottom is well-warmed from maintenance I choose the large leather strop. Master is making sure I enjoy my winning portion of the bet, and He is using just the right touch....50 comes too quickly.
Master is next and He chooses the cane...I sort of give Him a look, He tells me, it is His choice and besides the welts might help keep me focused in the right direction. Fifty with the cane, it is not the hardest caning but it does insure that I will be able to rub my bottom and feel the welts. My second choice is....the flogger....no surprise there. I choose to stand and lean against the mantle....fifty is way too short a flogging. At 50 Master tells me to turn around, hands behind my head...He is going to choose the flogger also (that is a first), but they will be on my front.,,,that is the bad news. Master spreads out the flogging starting with my breast, working His way down to my pussy and my thighs and legs. Time for some snuggling time...and a few permissions.
I had plans for today, taking an elderly neighbor to the casino for the morning and out to lunch. She loves to go, and no longer drives, her daughter does not see the need for a casino outing...Master told me to wear my right ankle cuff...luckily it is a coolish day here, so long pants we fine. He also reminded me that He needs to know every move I make....I smile and tell Him that sounds like a song title..His quick reply...it is a song I will be singing often...He does have a way with words.
Have a great week...
hugs abby
Friday, July 14, 2017
Fun Friday Is Back :)
I wish I could tell you the drama is over and all is resolved and life is back to normal...whatever normal is. Things have calmed, a bit, so there is hope. Master and I have missed a couple Fun Friday's and even maintenance spankings have been hit or miss....it's been a wild month so far. Thankfully we have each other to lean on, wipe the tears and yes, even laugh a bit.
We decided to celebrate Fun Friday first thing this morning, before Master went off to work, and something could interfere. I have never claimed to be a morning person, but I did have a much calmer day today. We started with some naked kneeling time, and Master concentrating on my breast. Some gentle play, some tugging, some pinching and twisting..all the time, reminding me to keep my hands behind me. He is talking the whole time, getting me to concentrate on His voice, which really helps me to stay in the moment and stay still.
Master had His bath brush out...it is the first 'toy' He ever purchased, so is special. He did start off on the light side, declaring it my warm up...it was just enough to get me to relax and enjoy. When He sees I am totally relaxed, He starts to travel the spanks to my thighs...they are still light enough for me to relax into them. As soon as they start to get harder, I pop my head up and look back at Him, He grins and asks if I would like a 'break'...stop and suck His cock. I would and I do...
Master then asks if I would like some leather play....He is grinning, since He knows the answer. He tells me to present my bottom, and I feel leather, His belt. Once I am able to adjust and relax into the spanks, it is just what I needed, a wonderful reminder of my love of leather. After 100, Master goes to get another piece of leather....the large strop.
I react to the first few spanks, these have a much harder thud, but we soon find the right 'kiss of leather'. Master gets to 100 and He asks me.....20 more harder ones or 100 more of the same. Without hesitation I ask for 100 more....just the right amount to get me to my happy place.
Master finishes and is rubbing me all over, and 'checking' to see just how much I was enjoying my wake up leather spanking...so much so that several permissions were in order:).
I am laying quietly, Master is touching and rubbing and I am so relaxed and calm....and Master has to get ready to go to work....but I did manage to stay in a calm state all day!
I would like to thank 2 of my blogging friends who...one in an e-mail, and the other in a comment, encouraged me to keep blogging. I have been reading posts and making a few comments, just could not find my writing mojo....but I may have found it
And...our 'boys' of summer are playing this weekend...Master said I could set the terms for the wager....and He has approved my 'suggestion'. So...I need you all to think good Red Sox vibes this weekend...thanks!
hugs abby
hugs abby
Thursday, June 29, 2017
Running in the Wrong Direction....
Oh...life! It has been in full force the last couple of weeks...some of it good, some funny, and some producing more gray hairs! There was a camping trip to celebrate a 6 year old birthday, we had a great first day, sunny with a breeze, time at the beach, a cook-out, games and a nature hike. Day two we were just thinking about starting breakfast...and there was a tornado warning, luckily we had rented one of the primitive cabins, but still....We ended up with heavy rain and winds, but it sure did add some excitement. And....family drama was back, which always me want to run and hide. Grown kids, sometimes you wish you could just send them to their own corners til they learn to behave.
Master was trying to help me cope and stay calm, I will admit not always easy to achieve. This past Monday we were able to get back to us. Since it was Monday it was maintenance...with one to make up. I struggled through the first 100, it had been a couple weeks without a hard spanking. I did get a 'break'...Master style, on my knees, after each 50. After the first 100, I was able to 'settle' in more and accept the spanks without as much wriggling and loud protests.
Master then tells me we have another issue to discuss. I have learned to not try and guess what He is thinking in such situations so I just stayed quiet. Master has several 'truisms' that He likes to use.....one of the first that He introduced me to, years ago is..."don't run away from me, run to me". I used to hear it a lot, I was used to dealing with everything on my own, and it look me a while to trust that He meant it...good or bad...we get through it together.
Master asks me what direction I had been running in for the past week.....I had to admit, not towards him. I had gone into my 'quiet, I need to handle this on my own' mode. Master had given me opportunities, but I did not take advantage of them......forgetting we are a team. Master tells me to present my bottom for 24 with the cane. I say...that is a lot! He agrees and adds...maybe it will help you to remember what direction to run in...toward me! I thought we had solved this issue a while ago. I had to admit, so did I and that I had reverted to my 'I can handle it on my own' mode. And burdens, problems, drama, are so much easier to get through when they are shared.
My son and family...5 and 7 year old grands...are on their way to grandma's for a week. So I probably will not be around much..wishing you all a sparkly, sun-shiny, fun fourth of July....and to all the non-USA readers...hope you have sun-shine and fun also!
hugs abby
Master was trying to help me cope and stay calm, I will admit not always easy to achieve. This past Monday we were able to get back to us. Since it was Monday it was maintenance...with one to make up. I struggled through the first 100, it had been a couple weeks without a hard spanking. I did get a 'break'...Master style, on my knees, after each 50. After the first 100, I was able to 'settle' in more and accept the spanks without as much wriggling and loud protests.
Master then tells me we have another issue to discuss. I have learned to not try and guess what He is thinking in such situations so I just stayed quiet. Master has several 'truisms' that He likes to use.....one of the first that He introduced me to, years ago is..."don't run away from me, run to me". I used to hear it a lot, I was used to dealing with everything on my own, and it look me a while to trust that He meant it...good or bad...we get through it together.
Master asks me what direction I had been running in for the past week.....I had to admit, not towards him. I had gone into my 'quiet, I need to handle this on my own' mode. Master had given me opportunities, but I did not take advantage of them......forgetting we are a team. Master tells me to present my bottom for 24 with the cane. I say...that is a lot! He agrees and adds...maybe it will help you to remember what direction to run in...toward me! I thought we had solved this issue a while ago. I had to admit, so did I and that I had reverted to my 'I can handle it on my own' mode. And burdens, problems, drama, are so much easier to get through when they are shared.
My son and family...5 and 7 year old grands...are on their way to grandma's for a week. So I probably will not be around much..wishing you all a sparkly, sun-shiny, fun fourth of July....and to all the non-USA readers...hope you have sun-shine and fun also!
hugs abby
Sunday, June 11, 2017
It's Baseball Betting Season!
Those of you who have been around for a while know that I am a die-hard, since birth, Red Sox fan. My mom would call me at the end of every game the Sox won...even if it was mid-night or later....so she could share the good news with me. Master, does have one major fault....He always has been a (damn) Yankee fan. This is one area where neither of us was going to change...so we usually place a wager on the games....and no money is exchanged hands.
This pass week, was the first Yankee/Red Sox series this season. I asked Master if we were going to bet this year, He looked like I had lost my mind....always, He replied. He told me to decide the terms and let Him know. I thought of a few bets, but had not settled on one....my boys won the first game and Master asked me what the wager was...I said I had not decided yet, was waiting to see what happened in the last 2 games. He laughed then said...nope, does not work that way. Yanks win means I choose wood for the number of runs the winning team scored, times 20, Sox win you get the flogger for that many. My boys were looking good and had won the first game, so I agreed (not that I really had any choice). Much to my dismay, that other team won the next 2 games.
Friday, I walk into the living room to see...a small paddle with holes, a cane and the flogger...and a grinning Master. He tells me He is in a great mood, so He will let me choose the order, and He will throw in a hand warm-up:). I know I want to end with the flogger...give me something to look forward to and end on a good note... so I choose the smaller paddle first, since it might be somewhat of a warm-up before the cane. I do ask if we can change the multiplier....and just get a look....and a reminder, that this is a fun spanking.
I am over His lap, for a lovely, much appreciated hand warm-up. Then it is time for the paddle score 1/9...He is not spanking nearly as hard as a maintenance spanking, but Master never just lightly taps....He does stop for some rubbing after each set. He asks if I would like a break before moving on, I nod and quickly get up and kneel and find His cock ....too soon, I hear time for the cane.
He has me kneeling over the back of the sofa...and they are mostly quick taps....score was 8/0....and He does travel occasionally to my thighs. My bottom is getting sore...it had just barely recovered from harder play Monday. I finally hear Master say, flogger time...I never count unless told to.
I get to choose the position, I elect standing hanging on the the mantle..score 4/5. Master does give me a delicious flogging with some swishing, all on my back. My back and bottom are both emanating heat, and Master decides it is time to heat up other parts....
I am already dripping, so it does not take long before permissions are needed, and we are both barely able to move. Bet paid off.....and here's hoping my boys get better before the next series against those 'bad boys'....
Hope you are all having a great weekend, after weeks of cold and rain it is sunny here, supposed to be 90 by Monday....time to complain it is tooo hot!
hugs abby
This pass week, was the first Yankee/Red Sox series this season. I asked Master if we were going to bet this year, He looked like I had lost my mind....always, He replied. He told me to decide the terms and let Him know. I thought of a few bets, but had not settled on one....my boys won the first game and Master asked me what the wager was...I said I had not decided yet, was waiting to see what happened in the last 2 games. He laughed then said...nope, does not work that way. Yanks win means I choose wood for the number of runs the winning team scored, times 20, Sox win you get the flogger for that many. My boys were looking good and had won the first game, so I agreed (not that I really had any choice). Much to my dismay, that other team won the next 2 games.
Friday, I walk into the living room to see...a small paddle with holes, a cane and the flogger...and a grinning Master. He tells me He is in a great mood, so He will let me choose the order, and He will throw in a hand warm-up:). I know I want to end with the flogger...give me something to look forward to and end on a good note... so I choose the smaller paddle first, since it might be somewhat of a warm-up before the cane. I do ask if we can change the multiplier....and just get a look....and a reminder, that this is a fun spanking.
I am over His lap, for a lovely, much appreciated hand warm-up. Then it is time for the paddle score 1/9...He is not spanking nearly as hard as a maintenance spanking, but Master never just lightly taps....He does stop for some rubbing after each set. He asks if I would like a break before moving on, I nod and quickly get up and kneel and find His cock ....too soon, I hear time for the cane.
He has me kneeling over the back of the sofa...and they are mostly quick taps....score was 8/0....and He does travel occasionally to my thighs. My bottom is getting sore...it had just barely recovered from harder play Monday. I finally hear Master say, flogger time...I never count unless told to.
I get to choose the position, I elect standing hanging on the the mantle..score 4/5. Master does give me a delicious flogging with some swishing, all on my back. My back and bottom are both emanating heat, and Master decides it is time to heat up other parts....
I am already dripping, so it does not take long before permissions are needed, and we are both barely able to move. Bet paid off.....and here's hoping my boys get better before the next series against those 'bad boys'....
Hope you are all having a great weekend, after weeks of cold and rain it is sunny here, supposed to be 90 by Monday....time to complain it is tooo hot!
hugs abby
Friday, June 9, 2017
Another First Monday...already??
We all seem to think at one time or another that time flies, and as we get older it seems to pass at super-sonic speeds. But since Master has started harder-play Monday's it seems that I hardly realize a whole month has flown right by.
I was away this week for some 'girlfriend' time...some gambling, a hot tub, lots of laughs, a little shopping ...so my post about this month's harder play is a little late....
Monday morning Master tells me...He wants me dressed as a school girl, and have a report card waiting for Him when He gets home...one that will show that I have not been a diligent student and need a 'strong reminder' of His expectations.
I decided to go all out. I had a letter from the principal along with a report card and comments waiting for Him, and I was dressed in jeans and a tee shirt when He finished work. He asked if that was my school outfit...and I explained that I had not worn my uniform all week, explaining to the principal that I had spilled my breakfast on it Monday, and my dad had not had time to do any wash yet this week.
That resulted in a raised eyebrow and being led to the sofa, bent over and hearing His belt moving through the loops. He starts in with a scolding (He is a champion scolder, ) all the while letting the belt fly. I was still dressed so it was over my jeans and undies, but I was OUCHING from the beginning. That was for wearing my jeans and letting Him take the blame for not doing the wash.
He then led me to a corner where I was to be perfectly still while He read His mail. The letter was explaining why, unless things took a drastic change, I would be no longer welcomed to the school, followed by a list of the school rules I had "dis-regarded"...and the top one being...not working to potential, in fact not trying at all. Another round of the belt.
I then had to face Master as He opened and read my report card...I did get a B in reading, but then C's and D's.
Master pulled out a paddle, and scolded explaining He expects all A's...yes I did start to argue, but His look quieted me immediately. I was going to get 20 with the paddle for each letter grade below an A.....I pointed out a B was a decent grade, He replied that I loved reading, that one should be an easy A.
My bottom was warmed-up from the belting, but He was making His point perfectly clear. I moved out of position once and was given a warning about starting over...I managed to stay put. Master then had me repeat His expectations, and let me know that if I was asked to leave the school, I would not be sitting comfortable for a long time...He could spank me daily.
I then was pulled into His lap, and we moved on to our more 'traditional' roles with some cuddling and loving.
In my daily conversations with Master this week, I reported a still sore bottom, yesterday it was down-graded to tender...it has been a while since a spanking has had such a lasting affect...
It looks like that giant yellow ball in the sky has finally decided to make an appearance, we have had record rains, and no spring. In the 90's by Monday, time to start complaining it is too hot...LOL.
hugs abby
I was away this week for some 'girlfriend' time...some gambling, a hot tub, lots of laughs, a little shopping ...so my post about this month's harder play is a little late....
Monday morning Master tells me...He wants me dressed as a school girl, and have a report card waiting for Him when He gets home...one that will show that I have not been a diligent student and need a 'strong reminder' of His expectations.
I decided to go all out. I had a letter from the principal along with a report card and comments waiting for Him, and I was dressed in jeans and a tee shirt when He finished work. He asked if that was my school outfit...and I explained that I had not worn my uniform all week, explaining to the principal that I had spilled my breakfast on it Monday, and my dad had not had time to do any wash yet this week.
That resulted in a raised eyebrow and being led to the sofa, bent over and hearing His belt moving through the loops. He starts in with a scolding (He is a champion scolder, ) all the while letting the belt fly. I was still dressed so it was over my jeans and undies, but I was OUCHING from the beginning. That was for wearing my jeans and letting Him take the blame for not doing the wash.
He then led me to a corner where I was to be perfectly still while He read His mail. The letter was explaining why, unless things took a drastic change, I would be no longer welcomed to the school, followed by a list of the school rules I had "dis-regarded"...and the top one being...not working to potential, in fact not trying at all. Another round of the belt.
I then had to face Master as He opened and read my report card...I did get a B in reading, but then C's and D's.
Master pulled out a paddle, and scolded explaining He expects all A's...yes I did start to argue, but His look quieted me immediately. I was going to get 20 with the paddle for each letter grade below an A.....I pointed out a B was a decent grade, He replied that I loved reading, that one should be an easy A.
My bottom was warmed-up from the belting, but He was making His point perfectly clear. I moved out of position once and was given a warning about starting over...I managed to stay put. Master then had me repeat His expectations, and let me know that if I was asked to leave the school, I would not be sitting comfortable for a long time...He could spank me daily.
I then was pulled into His lap, and we moved on to our more 'traditional' roles with some cuddling and loving.
In my daily conversations with Master this week, I reported a still sore bottom, yesterday it was down-graded to tender...it has been a while since a spanking has had such a lasting affect...
It looks like that giant yellow ball in the sky has finally decided to make an appearance, we have had record rains, and no spring. In the 90's by Monday, time to start complaining it is too hot...LOL.
hugs abby
Wednesday, May 31, 2017
Hello...a catch-up post.....
I have been busy the pass couple of weeks, mostly wearing my grandma hat. I started off at my daughter's for 10 days, she had a work trip to Paris and Germany (we should all have such work trips). Master and I had arranged to have some of 'our' time, after I had walked the grands to school in the morning. Master could text me from work, and I would be on my own....the youngest is in all day K. It worked on Monday, with Master having my get close to orgasm, taking a break and getting close again, until finally I could cum for Him. On Tuesday we were adding some self-spanking, when the school nurse called...the 5 year old had a temp of 99.4. So I went to pick him up, and the school rule is home for 24 hours with a temp, so he was home on Wed. He really seemed fine to me..eating and wanting to play, no temp. Sent him in on Thursday to get another call from the nurse...he seemed a little lethargic and was not himself. I went to pick him up...my diagnosis, missing mommy and wanting more alone time with grandma. Friday was half a day, I mentioned my plan had been to pick him and his sister up and then go out to lunch..he was fine going to school and lasted until lunch time.
I got back home for M/M day....with one to make up for. So after lots of hugging time, and some kneeling time, it was over Master's lap for a missed maintenance spanking...a lovely break...and then for the regular maintenance one. We then quickly moved on to much more enjoyable 'activities' for both us.
I was home for 3 days, on the last day, I saw Master had laid out the small strap, a belt, the large strop and the flogger:)! There was also a hair brush on the sofa. After my naked kneeling, I was over Master's lap for a hand, followed by a hair brush warm-up. Master then explained to me the plan.....He would use the strap, the belt, and the large strop in sets of 25...I could decide how many sets for each one. Then the total number, would be how many I would get with the flogger. (I did ask him, how long it takes Him to think up such things...He said no time at all).
We started with the small strap, I went for 2 sets...50. We then took a break, with me on my knees thanking Master for being so creative. I 'enjoyed' 2 sets with the belt...50...then again thanked Master for being so kind. I also stopped after 2 sets with the large strop...50 once again, and I once again thanked Master for being so kind.
Just as I was in position for the flogger....150...I hear Master call me 'slave girl'...role play mode. He is telling me that He is not satisfied with my enthusiasm and technique while sucking His cock, so I am in for a long hard flogging....He will then see if I have learned my lesson. He will divide the 150 into three sets, each set a little harder. He is continuing to call me 'slave girl' and to remind me why I am getting such a flogging. As soon as the flogging is done, I am quickly on my knees showing enthusiastically that I have indeed learned my lesson:).
I have been at my son's for the past week...the girls' had a 4 day weekend, and son and dil wanted to put in some extra work hours to build up vacation time. The youngest has her pre-school spring show this afternoon, so I stayed for that and will be headed back to Master tomorrow morning.
A trip I am looking forward to, in addition to looking forward to catching up with all of you!
PS....short leash Wednesday has also gone into effect...even while I am away. The basic is I have to ask for permission for EVERYTHING...and sometimes something extra is added...thanks for all your votes...
hugs abby
I got back home for M/M day....with one to make up for. So after lots of hugging time, and some kneeling time, it was over Master's lap for a missed maintenance spanking...a lovely break...and then for the regular maintenance one. We then quickly moved on to much more enjoyable 'activities' for both us.
I was home for 3 days, on the last day, I saw Master had laid out the small strap, a belt, the large strop and the flogger:)! There was also a hair brush on the sofa. After my naked kneeling, I was over Master's lap for a hand, followed by a hair brush warm-up. Master then explained to me the plan.....He would use the strap, the belt, and the large strop in sets of 25...I could decide how many sets for each one. Then the total number, would be how many I would get with the flogger. (I did ask him, how long it takes Him to think up such things...He said no time at all).
We started with the small strap, I went for 2 sets...50. We then took a break, with me on my knees thanking Master for being so creative. I 'enjoyed' 2 sets with the belt...50...then again thanked Master for being so kind. I also stopped after 2 sets with the large strop...50 once again, and I once again thanked Master for being so kind.
Just as I was in position for the flogger....150...I hear Master call me 'slave girl'...role play mode. He is telling me that He is not satisfied with my enthusiasm and technique while sucking His cock, so I am in for a long hard flogging....He will then see if I have learned my lesson. He will divide the 150 into three sets, each set a little harder. He is continuing to call me 'slave girl' and to remind me why I am getting such a flogging. As soon as the flogging is done, I am quickly on my knees showing enthusiastically that I have indeed learned my lesson:).
I have been at my son's for the past week...the girls' had a 4 day weekend, and son and dil wanted to put in some extra work hours to build up vacation time. The youngest has her pre-school spring show this afternoon, so I stayed for that and will be headed back to Master tomorrow morning.
A trip I am looking forward to, in addition to looking forward to catching up with all of you!
PS....short leash Wednesday has also gone into effect...even while I am away. The basic is I have to ask for permission for EVERYTHING...and sometimes something extra is added...thanks for all your votes...
hugs abby
Monday, May 15, 2017
In Just One Word...
First, a belated happy Mother's Day to all of you. I am wearing my 'grandma' hat this week. Daughter is back in Europe for a work trip....Here are my answer's to Terps one word meme....
1. Where is your phone? pocket
1. Where is your phone? pocket
2. Your hair? short
3. Your dad? missed
4. Your other half? working
5. Your favorite food? lobster
6. Your dream last night? forgotten
7. Your favorite drink? wine
8. Fear? loss
9. Favorite Shoes ? sketchers
10. Favorite way to relax? music
11. Your mood? calm
12. I love? family
13. Where were you last night? grand's
14. Something that you aren't? athletic
15. Muffins? Yes!
16. Wish list item? Hawaii
17. Where you grew up? Maine
18. Last thing you did? Walmart
19. What are you wearing right now? clothes
20. Something you hate? unkindness
21. Your pets? cats
22. Friends? many
22. Friends? many
23. Life? interesting
24. Regrets? some
25. Missing someone? YES!
Have a happy Monday!
hugs abby
25. Missing someone? YES!
Have a happy Monday!
hugs abby
Tuesday, May 9, 2017
A "Triple Play" Monday
I have been trying to decide on font size...this one seems a bit large, but the one I usually use seems to be getting smaller (no comments needed on why:)..what do you all prefer, and any suggestions on others I might use?
As you all know by now, Mondays in my world are maintenance day. And usually the first Monday of the month is harder play day...we cancelled it last week, since I had injured my foot and was in pain. Monday morning Master says to me, we should make this a super Monday, maintenance, harder play and shorten the leash day. Shorten the leash days happen occasionally and usually mean that I have to ask for permission for everything....eating, getting dressed, bathroom...everything. I usually get a yes, and sometimes a condition added...like no panties today..or no clothes until I say so. They certainly remind me of my submission and keep me close to Master, a plus for both of us.
I spent all day feeling very close to Master, and was in a good 'head space' for maintenance. We were chatting about the day, as I was getting naked, and I sort of hinted that maybe they should happen more often, Master chuckled and said nothing. After my naked kneeling I was over Master's lap for four sets of 25 with the maintenance paddle. These are hard spanks, and I always get vocal, when we are done, I am expected to thank Him, both verbally and on my knees, pleasuring Him....:).
Master gets up and goes to His bag..harder play time. He takes out, the 'my paddleman' paddle...long and on the heavy side, the acrylic paddle...He made this one and it packs a big punch, the heaviest paddle He has, which we (thankfully) rarely use, and His cane. I look at His 4 choices, and hear Him say...we have had quite a few all leather play times recently, time for all wood day.
I say to Him...1 set of 25 with each for a total of 100..hoping for a yes...and He agrees. He does ask me to choose the order, and I ask to save the cane for last...figuring my bottom would be very well warmed. I am told to present my bottom, as He picks up the paddleman paddle. Twenty-five hard, slow ones, even on a bottom warmed up by maintenance I am being vocal about each one. The acrylic paddle is next, same routine, only I am getting a little louder. Next comes the last paddle, Master comments, that we hardly ever use this one...I reserve my comment... the paddling part of harder play is over.
Master tells me to stand, hands behind my head. I am in position, He is ready with the cane, first one is a little high, I move forward and move my hands down. I quickly get back into position, and the second one is little higher, I move again, this time asking loudly....please lower....He rubs the welts, and tells me to kneel and present my bottom to Him....third one lands right in the middle of my bottom. I still ouch, but these are more bearable. Twenty-five later, and we are done. Master is rubbing my bottom, pulls me up into a big bear hug...our triple play day is over...well almost over ;)))!
Later, when we are snuggling, Master says He has an idea...I am to ask anyone who comments, if they would vote on the idea of every Wed. being a shorten the leash day. We will count the votes...only each yes or no will be counted....those that are left to me or Him, will not count. So my future Wednesday's are in your hands.....
hugs abby
As you all know by now, Mondays in my world are maintenance day. And usually the first Monday of the month is harder play day...we cancelled it last week, since I had injured my foot and was in pain. Monday morning Master says to me, we should make this a super Monday, maintenance, harder play and shorten the leash day. Shorten the leash days happen occasionally and usually mean that I have to ask for permission for everything....eating, getting dressed, bathroom...everything. I usually get a yes, and sometimes a condition added...like no panties today..or no clothes until I say so. They certainly remind me of my submission and keep me close to Master, a plus for both of us.
I spent all day feeling very close to Master, and was in a good 'head space' for maintenance. We were chatting about the day, as I was getting naked, and I sort of hinted that maybe they should happen more often, Master chuckled and said nothing. After my naked kneeling I was over Master's lap for four sets of 25 with the maintenance paddle. These are hard spanks, and I always get vocal, when we are done, I am expected to thank Him, both verbally and on my knees, pleasuring Him....:).
Master gets up and goes to His bag..harder play time. He takes out, the 'my paddleman' paddle...long and on the heavy side, the acrylic paddle...He made this one and it packs a big punch, the heaviest paddle He has, which we (thankfully) rarely use, and His cane. I look at His 4 choices, and hear Him say...we have had quite a few all leather play times recently, time for all wood day.
I say to Him...1 set of 25 with each for a total of 100..hoping for a yes...and He agrees. He does ask me to choose the order, and I ask to save the cane for last...figuring my bottom would be very well warmed. I am told to present my bottom, as He picks up the paddleman paddle. Twenty-five hard, slow ones, even on a bottom warmed up by maintenance I am being vocal about each one. The acrylic paddle is next, same routine, only I am getting a little louder. Next comes the last paddle, Master comments, that we hardly ever use this one...I reserve my comment... the paddling part of harder play is over.
Master tells me to stand, hands behind my head. I am in position, He is ready with the cane, first one is a little high, I move forward and move my hands down. I quickly get back into position, and the second one is little higher, I move again, this time asking loudly....please lower....He rubs the welts, and tells me to kneel and present my bottom to Him....third one lands right in the middle of my bottom. I still ouch, but these are more bearable. Twenty-five later, and we are done. Master is rubbing my bottom, pulls me up into a big bear hug...our triple play day is over...well almost over ;)))!
Later, when we are snuggling, Master says He has an idea...I am to ask anyone who comments, if they would vote on the idea of every Wed. being a shorten the leash day. We will count the votes...only each yes or no will be counted....those that are left to me or Him, will not count. So my future Wednesday's are in your hands.....
hugs abby
Sunday, May 7, 2017
A "Sensational" Play Time
It has finally stopped raining, but as Leigh said in her comment to my last post...it could be snow. Well guess what Leigh...you were right, it is snowing :(. Nothing major, but supposed to be enough to cover the ground, with more tomorrow....welcome to May.
Our most recent play time was all about sensations. Yes, we started as we always do, with my naked kneeling. Master covering my eyes, my ears, touching my mouth and moving down to pinch my breast, around to rub my back, reminding that all...every inch...of me is His.
Master tells me that we are starting with the tens unit....I am smiling, thinking it has been too long. He starts by attaching the leads to my breast, and reminds me how important it is for me to talk to Him the whole time, letting Him know when I start to feel the sensations, and when they become too much. As soon as I start to feel the pulse from the machine I let Master know, He slowly continues to increase, until I tell Him it is too much, then He goes down a notch. It is a steady stream, until Master switches to the pulsing mode, the one I like the least. He keeps the pulses at a steady level, but increases and decreases the speed, to keep me guessing.
Next is the mode where the sensation increases and decreases at a regular tempo. I have closed my eyes and am getting loss in the sensation, this is my favorite type of breast play. Master starts removing the pads, and tells me to spread my legs, leads are changing position...once they are in position I am told to carefully get over His lap and spread my legs. He goes through the same routine changing up the modes. He stops and I feel one of the tabs being removed, He somehow puts it on a finger, and uses gets me aroused, using His fingers, and adding the electrical impulses...these are a surprise, and my world becomes these sensations...until the stop, and Master decides we better move on...He has more planned before....
My little pinwheel is next, and it has been wayyy too long since that has seen the light of day...or a route around my body. He starts at the bottom of my neck, down my back and my legs, and back up. He increases His pushing down on the wheel with each circuit. After a few 'tours' of my body, I am told to turn around, and starts in on my front...adding circling around, and going up and down my breast.
He then tells me to choose a paddle from my bag, I reach over and pull out the paddle ball froggy paddle. It is very light weight, and Master laughs. After a couple rounds, He mentions something about feeling like He is swatting at flies, I laugh and say that is why I chose it. He says, all in the same spot....and He chooses a spot on my left 'cheek' for 25 hard, fast ones. I am panting, and Master says, next cheek, same thing. When He is done He says....even this light-weight paddle can leave an impression...I have to agree.
I am then told to pick out another paddle...and I reach in and out comes the Yankee baseball paddle. I am not sure how it got in my bag, but Master is smiling, it is heavier than the froggy one. After a couple sets Master stops for some lovely rubbing and massaging. Just as I am getting to the jello point, Master tells me I can choose ... what leather toy I want to finish with.
I am thinking about my choices...do I want to go light, or finish with something more memorable. My bottom is well-warmed, after that darn Yankee paddle, so I tell Master the large strop. He has me get up and present my bottom for several delicious sets with the strop. I am dripping....for my next sensation.
My next sensation is Master's cock, the texture, the smell the taste, and we end with the sensation of explosions.....and being totally spent.
hugs abby
Our most recent play time was all about sensations. Yes, we started as we always do, with my naked kneeling. Master covering my eyes, my ears, touching my mouth and moving down to pinch my breast, around to rub my back, reminding that all...every inch...of me is His.
Master tells me that we are starting with the tens unit....I am smiling, thinking it has been too long. He starts by attaching the leads to my breast, and reminds me how important it is for me to talk to Him the whole time, letting Him know when I start to feel the sensations, and when they become too much. As soon as I start to feel the pulse from the machine I let Master know, He slowly continues to increase, until I tell Him it is too much, then He goes down a notch. It is a steady stream, until Master switches to the pulsing mode, the one I like the least. He keeps the pulses at a steady level, but increases and decreases the speed, to keep me guessing.
Next is the mode where the sensation increases and decreases at a regular tempo. I have closed my eyes and am getting loss in the sensation, this is my favorite type of breast play. Master starts removing the pads, and tells me to spread my legs, leads are changing position...once they are in position I am told to carefully get over His lap and spread my legs. He goes through the same routine changing up the modes. He stops and I feel one of the tabs being removed, He somehow puts it on a finger, and uses gets me aroused, using His fingers, and adding the electrical impulses...these are a surprise, and my world becomes these sensations...until the stop, and Master decides we better move on...He has more planned before....
My little pinwheel is next, and it has been wayyy too long since that has seen the light of day...or a route around my body. He starts at the bottom of my neck, down my back and my legs, and back up. He increases His pushing down on the wheel with each circuit. After a few 'tours' of my body, I am told to turn around, and starts in on my front...adding circling around, and going up and down my breast.
He then tells me to choose a paddle from my bag, I reach over and pull out the paddle ball froggy paddle. It is very light weight, and Master laughs. After a couple rounds, He mentions something about feeling like He is swatting at flies, I laugh and say that is why I chose it. He says, all in the same spot....and He chooses a spot on my left 'cheek' for 25 hard, fast ones. I am panting, and Master says, next cheek, same thing. When He is done He says....even this light-weight paddle can leave an impression...I have to agree.
I am then told to pick out another paddle...and I reach in and out comes the Yankee baseball paddle. I am not sure how it got in my bag, but Master is smiling, it is heavier than the froggy one. After a couple sets Master stops for some lovely rubbing and massaging. Just as I am getting to the jello point, Master tells me I can choose ... what leather toy I want to finish with.
I am thinking about my choices...do I want to go light, or finish with something more memorable. My bottom is well-warmed, after that darn Yankee paddle, so I tell Master the large strop. He has me get up and present my bottom for several delicious sets with the strop. I am dripping....for my next sensation.
My next sensation is Master's cock, the texture, the smell the taste, and we end with the sensation of explosions.....and being totally spent.
hugs abby
Thursday, May 4, 2017
Trouble found me...
or I found it!.....I somehow injured my foot...the top of my foot. I woke up in the middle of the night, and the top of my foot was in extreme pain. It was strange as I had not been a klutz or dropped anything on it. After a couple of hours, I fell asleep, and by Monday morning it was still painful, but much less. As you all know, Master is not shy about pain, but when I am having the not so good pain, He is very cautious. Maintenance was delayed, and I assured Him I would take it easy, and if it got worse, would let Him know and seek medical help. Luckily laying low, helped, and by Wednesday morning I was much better.
I gave Master the good news, and said I would practice walking around the house to see how my foot fared. And I then spent the rest of the day, doing some walking and getting caught up on things....and ignoring Master. Lunch time went by, and I realized I had not sent my lunch time text...and decided it was just one day, did not really matter. Yeah, I know, seems my foot ache, had traveled to my brain and caused a severe brain cramp.
That afternoon, I hear from Master..no update??? no lunch time reminder?? I will see you when I get out of work. My brain recovered fast enough to know the only possible answer was...Yes Sir.
Later that afternoon, after I had reassured Master that my foot was much better, and I was still being careful with it, I am kneeling naked, being reminded that all of me is His...sore foot or not. He informs me that I will be getting my maintenance spanking, that harder play Monday is postponed til the second Monday this month, and that there will be a punishment reminder about keeping close to Him during the day.
I am over His lap, for a much welcomed had warm-up, as He continues to scold me about the lack of communication. I have been away wearing my grandma hat for a couple of weeks, so I am owed one and a half maintenance spankings. We 'pre-paid' part of a maintenance spanking before I left. Six sets of 25 (with some lovely rubbing between each set), and maintenance is over.
Master tells me to get up and present my bottom, I am going to get a caning. It is mostly a reminder, but one I will remember. Master has decided on three sets of 6 on each side...very firm taps. I manage to stay in position, and become more vocal with each set. As soon as the last stripe is applied, I thank Him and am told to show Him.
I am kneeling and sucking, He tells me to rub my stripes on my bottom and continue sucking. I am fairly good at multi-tasking, but this is a bit of a challenge. The sensory over-load is causing quite a reaction, as I am also feeling my wetness, drip down my legs. Master pulls me up and over Him, and we continue to pleasure each other, and then snuggle in for some recovery time.
Hope you all are having a good week...we are thinking of building some arks around here...rain, rain, and more rain.
hugs abby
I gave Master the good news, and said I would practice walking around the house to see how my foot fared. And I then spent the rest of the day, doing some walking and getting caught up on things....and ignoring Master. Lunch time went by, and I realized I had not sent my lunch time text...and decided it was just one day, did not really matter. Yeah, I know, seems my foot ache, had traveled to my brain and caused a severe brain cramp.
That afternoon, I hear from Master..no update??? no lunch time reminder?? I will see you when I get out of work. My brain recovered fast enough to know the only possible answer was...Yes Sir.
Later that afternoon, after I had reassured Master that my foot was much better, and I was still being careful with it, I am kneeling naked, being reminded that all of me is His...sore foot or not. He informs me that I will be getting my maintenance spanking, that harder play Monday is postponed til the second Monday this month, and that there will be a punishment reminder about keeping close to Him during the day.
I am over His lap, for a much welcomed had warm-up, as He continues to scold me about the lack of communication. I have been away wearing my grandma hat for a couple of weeks, so I am owed one and a half maintenance spankings. We 'pre-paid' part of a maintenance spanking before I left. Six sets of 25 (with some lovely rubbing between each set), and maintenance is over.
Master tells me to get up and present my bottom, I am going to get a caning. It is mostly a reminder, but one I will remember. Master has decided on three sets of 6 on each side...very firm taps. I manage to stay in position, and become more vocal with each set. As soon as the last stripe is applied, I thank Him and am told to show Him.
I am kneeling and sucking, He tells me to rub my stripes on my bottom and continue sucking. I am fairly good at multi-tasking, but this is a bit of a challenge. The sensory over-load is causing quite a reaction, as I am also feeling my wetness, drip down my legs. Master pulls me up and over Him, and we continue to pleasure each other, and then snuggle in for some recovery time.
Hope you all are having a good week...we are thinking of building some arks around here...rain, rain, and more rain.
hugs abby
Sunday, April 30, 2017
It's Baseball...bet...season!
I returned home yesterday, after a week at my son's and then going directly to my daughter's. We celebrated Easter and a 5 year old birthday and had lots of fun. It was just the grands and grandma at my daughter's and we made the most of it...LOL! We only had ice cream for dinner once, and in remembrance of my mom, for breakfast once:). I was one tired, but smiling, grandma by yesterday.
While I was away the Yanks (Master's team, no I did not know this before I met him), and the Red Sox (my life long team), met for their first series of the season. Master and I often wager on the outcomes, adding some fun to our "rivalry". I was in Boston when the games were played, and the girls were on spring break. I was busy every day, and totally forgot that Master had mentioned the games were coming up and I should decide the conditions for our bet.
The first game had started, when Master asked me why we were not wagering on the game. I told Him, I totally forgot, I was not even watching the game. He was not exactly pleased, but did agree that we could wager on the 2nd and 3rd games, and I should let Him know soon what I came up with.
We have been 'wagering' on the games for a while, now, and I was thinking I wanted something a little different. Usually we add the final score or the runs and add what 'toy' would be used. As I was thinking about it, I decided that instead of a spanking being the result....if my boys won, Master would use my little wheelie thingy on me. If the damn Yanks won Master would get a blow job. The length of the reward would be decided by the number of runs scored. We would add the total score, multiply by two, and that would be the number of minutes, with a minimum of 10 minutes. Master received His 10 minute reward this afternoon.
For the last game, total score times 10...minimum of 50. If my boys won, the flogger would be used, if my boys let me down, Master could choose the paddle that would be used. After I finished sucking Master's cock, I then was spanked 50 times with his 'My Paddleman' paddle. He was nice enough to start with a hand warm-up, since it had been over 2 weeks since my last spanking. The spanks were slow, but hard.
Once the bet was paid off, we found other activities to catch up on, needing quiet a few permissions:). Master then reminded me that tomorrow is 'maintenance Monday'. I let out a small groan, and then He continues, and I believe it is the first Monday of the month. I look at Him and groan much louder....harder play Monday.
I am going to start catching up on what all of you have been up to...
hugs abby
While I was away the Yanks (Master's team, no I did not know this before I met him), and the Red Sox (my life long team), met for their first series of the season. Master and I often wager on the outcomes, adding some fun to our "rivalry". I was in Boston when the games were played, and the girls were on spring break. I was busy every day, and totally forgot that Master had mentioned the games were coming up and I should decide the conditions for our bet.
The first game had started, when Master asked me why we were not wagering on the game. I told Him, I totally forgot, I was not even watching the game. He was not exactly pleased, but did agree that we could wager on the 2nd and 3rd games, and I should let Him know soon what I came up with.
We have been 'wagering' on the games for a while, now, and I was thinking I wanted something a little different. Usually we add the final score or the runs and add what 'toy' would be used. As I was thinking about it, I decided that instead of a spanking being the result....if my boys won, Master would use my little wheelie thingy on me. If the damn Yanks won Master would get a blow job. The length of the reward would be decided by the number of runs scored. We would add the total score, multiply by two, and that would be the number of minutes, with a minimum of 10 minutes. Master received His 10 minute reward this afternoon.
For the last game, total score times 10...minimum of 50. If my boys won, the flogger would be used, if my boys let me down, Master could choose the paddle that would be used. After I finished sucking Master's cock, I then was spanked 50 times with his 'My Paddleman' paddle. He was nice enough to start with a hand warm-up, since it had been over 2 weeks since my last spanking. The spanks were slow, but hard.
Once the bet was paid off, we found other activities to catch up on, needing quiet a few permissions:). Master then reminded me that tomorrow is 'maintenance Monday'. I let out a small groan, and then He continues, and I believe it is the first Monday of the month. I look at Him and groan much louder....harder play Monday.
I am going to start catching up on what all of you have been up to...
hugs abby
Thursday, April 13, 2017
An Empty the Toy Bag Afternoon...
I am ready to leave tomorrow, first to my son's for a 5 year old birthday party on Saturday. On Sunday some of my nieces and nephews and their families will be joining us...and we will have a 1,2,3,4,5,6, and 7 year old hunting for eggs. I will be helping with the two grands during their spring break. From there I will go to my daughter's...she and hubby are taking an adult vacation, so I get to enjoy the other 2 grands for a week.
After my kneeling time, I am over Master's lap for a lovely hand warm-up. I mention to Master that it seems I will be 'owed' 3 maintenance spankings by the time I return. He agrees, I then ask if we could have some of that in advance, something to take with me....and make look forward to return without having to face 3 maintenance spankings. He asks what I had in mind, I say half. He is surprised...was expecting I would say one of the maintenance spankings (100 spanks). Master says, 150, you are thinking outside of the box. But he agrees, to my request, so I am getting a spanking with 150 with the maintenance paddle. Six sets of 25, with breaks for rubbing and some kneeling and sucking by me for Master.
When we are done, Master says we are going to empty the toy bag....25 with each item in the bag. He says He will start with the 'toys' that I can be over his knee for and alternate wood and leather. After another 'break', Master has me present my bottom. Time for the larger and heavier 'toys'. There are an assortment of leather straps and belts, and several heavier paddles. When He gets to the crop, He has me spread my legs, and aims between them.
The last two are the whip, and finally the large flogger, my favorite! The bag is finally empty, and my bottom is red hot. Time to heat up the rest of us... later, as we are quietly chatting, Master tells me to count the 'toys' as I am picking them up and putting them back in his bag. I guess 25, He guesses 20. There were 24....times 25 spanks each, yes a LOT of spanks!
Happy Easter all....
hugs abby
After my kneeling time, I am over Master's lap for a lovely hand warm-up. I mention to Master that it seems I will be 'owed' 3 maintenance spankings by the time I return. He agrees, I then ask if we could have some of that in advance, something to take with me....and make look forward to return without having to face 3 maintenance spankings. He asks what I had in mind, I say half. He is surprised...was expecting I would say one of the maintenance spankings (100 spanks). Master says, 150, you are thinking outside of the box. But he agrees, to my request, so I am getting a spanking with 150 with the maintenance paddle. Six sets of 25, with breaks for rubbing and some kneeling and sucking by me for Master.
When we are done, Master says we are going to empty the toy bag....25 with each item in the bag. He says He will start with the 'toys' that I can be over his knee for and alternate wood and leather. After another 'break', Master has me present my bottom. Time for the larger and heavier 'toys'. There are an assortment of leather straps and belts, and several heavier paddles. When He gets to the crop, He has me spread my legs, and aims between them.
The last two are the whip, and finally the large flogger, my favorite! The bag is finally empty, and my bottom is red hot. Time to heat up the rest of us... later, as we are quietly chatting, Master tells me to count the 'toys' as I am picking them up and putting them back in his bag. I guess 25, He guesses 20. There were 24....times 25 spanks each, yes a LOT of spanks!
Happy Easter all....
hugs abby
Monday, April 10, 2017
All of Me....
I was able to walk outside this morning with a short sleeved shirt:)! I came home and celebrated by cleaning out my closet of winter sweaters and slacks...and moving the summer things back in. Which probably means there will be more snow....
Master asks me often which part of you belongs to me...sometimes it is a reminder, sometimes He just wants to hear it. This time, it is with a crop nearby....all of me, the butterflies start in as I am trying to anticipate...all of me. After my naked kneeling, Master has me over his lap. I am anticipating his had, when I feel something hard and cool. After a few spanks, I look back and see the hair brush. I ask about a warm up, so he turns it over and uses the soft bristle side from the tips of my toes all the way up to my neck, stopping at certain interesting spots...a few times. Not what I was expecting, but very nice and welcomed. He does return to the harder side of the brush, but I am more ready this time.
He then gets his 'helping hand' crop out...then end of it looks like an open hand. He is smiling as he reminds me...all of you. He starts his 'route' by traveling up and down my legs, increasing the intensity a bit each time. He then starts to pat my back....telling me it is a massage. I laugh and say, hmmmm never seen a crop at a spa, this must be a specialized spa. He assures me it is.
I am then told to sit up and spread my legs. He goes up the inside of me legs and continues between them. I start to tense, as he tells me to relax....I always want to answer back...let's switch positions and you relax...but I nod my head and take a deep breath. I do complain a bit, but that just leads to Him 'checking' and telling me that there is evidence that I am enjoying this.
He then travels up to my breast, going lightly, at least at first. He uses his hands and mouth to soothe them, my favorite part. Master then tells me it is time for my tattoo. I look at him, confused.....he tells me kneel over the end of the sofa. He rubs the side of my thigh and asks if I ready? I know this is going to hurt, so I say Yes Sir, he continues to rub, asking if I am sure. I nod, and after another minute, I say, just do it...and He does. I have a 'tattoo' that blossoms....Master is rubbing it as I flinch, but soon the pain is rubbed away, and I get a look of my reminder....all of me.
Hugs abby
Master asks me often which part of you belongs to me...sometimes it is a reminder, sometimes He just wants to hear it. This time, it is with a crop nearby....all of me, the butterflies start in as I am trying to anticipate...all of me. After my naked kneeling, Master has me over his lap. I am anticipating his had, when I feel something hard and cool. After a few spanks, I look back and see the hair brush. I ask about a warm up, so he turns it over and uses the soft bristle side from the tips of my toes all the way up to my neck, stopping at certain interesting spots...a few times. Not what I was expecting, but very nice and welcomed. He does return to the harder side of the brush, but I am more ready this time.
He then gets his 'helping hand' crop out...then end of it looks like an open hand. He is smiling as he reminds me...all of you. He starts his 'route' by traveling up and down my legs, increasing the intensity a bit each time. He then starts to pat my back....telling me it is a massage. I laugh and say, hmmmm never seen a crop at a spa, this must be a specialized spa. He assures me it is.
I am then told to sit up and spread my legs. He goes up the inside of me legs and continues between them. I start to tense, as he tells me to relax....I always want to answer back...let's switch positions and you relax...but I nod my head and take a deep breath. I do complain a bit, but that just leads to Him 'checking' and telling me that there is evidence that I am enjoying this.
He then travels up to my breast, going lightly, at least at first. He uses his hands and mouth to soothe them, my favorite part. Master then tells me it is time for my tattoo. I look at him, confused.....he tells me kneel over the end of the sofa. He rubs the side of my thigh and asks if I ready? I know this is going to hurt, so I say Yes Sir, he continues to rub, asking if I am sure. I nod, and after another minute, I say, just do it...and He does. I have a 'tattoo' that blossoms....Master is rubbing it as I flinch, but soon the pain is rubbed away, and I get a look of my reminder....all of me.
Hugs abby
Wednesday, April 5, 2017
Master's Challenges...
Monday was harder play Monday...the first Monday of every month. This has been the case for maybe....a year now. I don't see it as one of Master's best ideas, but He started to help me see it a little differently this Monday. Harder play does not exclude maintenance so we at least start the harder play with my well-warmed bottom.
After my naked kneeling, re-claiming time, I am over Master's lap for maintenance. Four sets of 25, with some welcome rubbing between sets. These are hard spanks from the beginning, and I do get quite vocal. After the last set, Master asks if I would like a 'break' before we continue. I quickly get up and kneel before Him and find His cock. My plan is to get Him in as good a mood as possible before starting the harder play time.
I am back over Master's lap, he has decided on 3 more sets of 100 with the maintenance paddle. I am not thrilled, but I also know he has a collection of paddles that are larger and heavier. As soon as he starts in, I am thinking these are not as hard as maintenance....oh..Master's spanks are never just taps, and these have me squirming. The first 100 are over, and being the 'nice' Master he is...he offers me another 'break' time. At the end of this break, Master says...I am going to offer you a deal, or a challenge.
Now, I am not sure how to feel about this, so I nod and wait. He says I can eliminate one of the sets (yes all 100 spankings) if I can accomplish his challenge. He says, if I can get both of his balls in my mouth and suck on them at the same time, he will eliminate one of the sets. We have tried this before, and it was not successful. But I am never one to shy from a challenge and I am thinking 100 less spanks...so I am going to give it my best.
Luckily Master is patient, it takes me a while, with a lot of 'adjusting' and starting again....but I am successful! Master is chuckling, saying it is amazing what a girl can do with the proper incentive. I am back over Master's lap for the last 100, again with the maintenance paddle. I am quietly accepting these, they feel much less harsh than the preceding sets. After some welcomed rubbing, Master's decides to use my big 'toy'. He has me get it and get into position. He seems to be enjoying watching my reactions as he inserts it, wriggles it, thrusts it, and gets me reaching up to him.
I hear Master's voice, He has another challenge for me. Ummm..I am close to the edge and listening, never mind changing my focus, is not on my agenda at the moment. The challenge....Master is giving me permission to cum while He continues thrusting 100 times....if I do not cum I can snuggle in with Him and then cum in the way I like best :):):). I nod, He starts thrusting and counting, I am trying to concentrate on His voice...but not sure I am going to make it to 100. He gets to around 85 and I yell out faster..meaning count faster, Master interprets it as....thrust faster and deeper....I am groaning and holding my breath....he gets to 100!
He congratulates me and pulls me up to Him, and treats me to...a few....orgasms. Once I can talk, I ask him where on earth does he get these ideas?? He laughs and says, I just have to think of you...you are so good at meeting my challenges , you amaze me. So I need to challenge myself to keep challenging you. I am still trying to decide if that is a good thing....or not.
Hope you are all having a good week!
hugs abby
After my naked kneeling, re-claiming time, I am over Master's lap for maintenance. Four sets of 25, with some welcome rubbing between sets. These are hard spanks from the beginning, and I do get quite vocal. After the last set, Master asks if I would like a 'break' before we continue. I quickly get up and kneel before Him and find His cock. My plan is to get Him in as good a mood as possible before starting the harder play time.
I am back over Master's lap, he has decided on 3 more sets of 100 with the maintenance paddle. I am not thrilled, but I also know he has a collection of paddles that are larger and heavier. As soon as he starts in, I am thinking these are not as hard as maintenance....oh..Master's spanks are never just taps, and these have me squirming. The first 100 are over, and being the 'nice' Master he is...he offers me another 'break' time. At the end of this break, Master says...I am going to offer you a deal, or a challenge.
Now, I am not sure how to feel about this, so I nod and wait. He says I can eliminate one of the sets (yes all 100 spankings) if I can accomplish his challenge. He says, if I can get both of his balls in my mouth and suck on them at the same time, he will eliminate one of the sets. We have tried this before, and it was not successful. But I am never one to shy from a challenge and I am thinking 100 less spanks...so I am going to give it my best.
Luckily Master is patient, it takes me a while, with a lot of 'adjusting' and starting again....but I am successful! Master is chuckling, saying it is amazing what a girl can do with the proper incentive. I am back over Master's lap for the last 100, again with the maintenance paddle. I am quietly accepting these, they feel much less harsh than the preceding sets. After some welcomed rubbing, Master's decides to use my big 'toy'. He has me get it and get into position. He seems to be enjoying watching my reactions as he inserts it, wriggles it, thrusts it, and gets me reaching up to him.
I hear Master's voice, He has another challenge for me. Ummm..I am close to the edge and listening, never mind changing my focus, is not on my agenda at the moment. The challenge....Master is giving me permission to cum while He continues thrusting 100 times....if I do not cum I can snuggle in with Him and then cum in the way I like best :):):). I nod, He starts thrusting and counting, I am trying to concentrate on His voice...but not sure I am going to make it to 100. He gets to around 85 and I yell out faster..meaning count faster, Master interprets it as....thrust faster and deeper....I am groaning and holding my breath....he gets to 100!
He congratulates me and pulls me up to Him, and treats me to...a few....orgasms. Once I can talk, I ask him where on earth does he get these ideas?? He laughs and says, I just have to think of you...you are so good at meeting my challenges , you amaze me. So I need to challenge myself to keep challenging you. I am still trying to decide if that is a good thing....or not.
Hope you are all having a good week!
hugs abby
Sunday, April 2, 2017
The High and the Low of Fun Friday....
Shhh...don't tell Mother Nature, but the sun is shining and it actually feels like spring, I even was able to walk outside today! Fingers crossed, that no one crosses her again, and we get to enjoy more of this weather.
Master spent last week, reminding me that tomorrow is the first Monday of the month...meaning harder play Monday. He knows I always seem to forget, and His reminding is two fold. One, I am better prepared for harder play if I have time to adjust to the thought....and secondly He loves to see my reaction each time He reminds me. His Thursday reminder was....since Monday is the first of the month and...well you know.... I think Friday should be an all leather day....kind of like, bad news/good news.
On Friday, I walk into the room to see leather 'toys' all lined up on the floor. (He nicely does not even mention Monday). He reminds me I am wayyy over dressed, I take the hint, and am soon naked and kneeling, as He claims every part of me. Then I am over His lap, for a hand warm-up. Master mentions that His hand could be considered a leather toy, and I have to agree, it is more leathery than wood like. I suddenly feel something much harder...the hair brush, I look (glare) back at Him, He smiles and says, He will use both sides. He just wants my bottom nice and warm. Once He judges it to be warm enough, He does use the soft bristle side, up and down my legs, on my botton, my back, between my legs...all over my body, and then again, until He has me practically swooning.
Master tells me to choose what leather I would like to start with, I choose the small leather strap...small enough so I can still be OTK. My bottom has been nicely warmed, and I am relaxing and enjoying this first round of leather. Master has decided on 100 with each toy. My second choice is the large leather strop, it does look intimidating, but it has become one of my favorites. He switches sides after each set of 25, with some rubbing as He switches. When He reaches 100, He steps up and rubs my bottom with his body, making me squirm.
When He feels I have squirmed enough, He declares break time, and I am once again kneeling but this time to pleasure my Master. I choose the small horse hair flogger next. Master starts by swishing it all over, using it on my breast and nipples. Next, He targets my pussy, and then my back and thighs. I am so relaxed when He is finished, until I hear the words....whip next!
I can choose my position, I choose leaning over a pillow. He stops after each 25 to rub out the sting a bite. I am very happy when this 100 is over, and I see the large flogger is still on the floor. Master starts and end each set with lots of swishing all over my body, and making sure that I am enjoying this flogging. He also makes sure that I am dripping and panting as I try to hang on.
After the flogging I am so ready to explode, but I also want to pleasure to last. I try to hold out as long as possible, before I ask for permission to cum. Master is reminding me, I need that permission first. Finally I know I have to ask, and I blurt out the words and get permission. After the first explosion, I ask for another permission, and then Master takes me to the point of needing another permission. Once I have used this permission, I tell Him, enough, not more...I hear...silly girl that is not your call. He slowly gets me back to the simmer and then the exploding part once again, and I can feel myself squirting and cumming and being so very loud, until all I can do is lie still. Master is talking quietly, massaging me, telling me what a good girl I am.....We stay like that until I feel I am ready to move, and they He holds me on His lap as we continue to snuggle....and recover.
So that was the high of Friday, on Saturday morning came the low...sub drop. I have written about sub drop before, but it has been a while, so I decided to mention it again. The last time I had sub drop was over a year ago, I believe, and it has happened a few times, but it is not a regular occurence. Technically, sub drop occurs after a large influx of endorphins has occured and then they recede leaving a chemical imbalance. For me, it usually lasts at least a few hours, sometimes most of a day.
I woke up on Saturday, still feeling tired, our of sorts and no energy. My high from Friday's play had gone and I was feeling a little depressed. Luckily, Master recoginized what was happening right away and told me....the higher the highs.....And it clicked, the lower the lows...sub drop. I spent most of the day snuggled on the sofa watching a movie and even had some ice cream, and by evening was much better. The key is recognizing it, and then just letting someone pamper you for a day.
Is there a way to prevent it....I have read that having lots of after care after a spanking helps. Master is really good at that. He pulls me into Him, and massages me, and lets me decide when I am ready to move. An then, the move is usually to sit on His lap. Hydration is also important and helps and for some a snack is also helpful. So ends my Public Service Announcement for today:).
Have a great week all...
hugs abby
Master spent last week, reminding me that tomorrow is the first Monday of the month...meaning harder play Monday. He knows I always seem to forget, and His reminding is two fold. One, I am better prepared for harder play if I have time to adjust to the thought....and secondly He loves to see my reaction each time He reminds me. His Thursday reminder was....since Monday is the first of the month and...well you know.... I think Friday should be an all leather day....kind of like, bad news/good news.
On Friday, I walk into the room to see leather 'toys' all lined up on the floor. (He nicely does not even mention Monday). He reminds me I am wayyy over dressed, I take the hint, and am soon naked and kneeling, as He claims every part of me. Then I am over His lap, for a hand warm-up. Master mentions that His hand could be considered a leather toy, and I have to agree, it is more leathery than wood like. I suddenly feel something much harder...the hair brush, I look (glare) back at Him, He smiles and says, He will use both sides. He just wants my bottom nice and warm. Once He judges it to be warm enough, He does use the soft bristle side, up and down my legs, on my botton, my back, between my legs...all over my body, and then again, until He has me practically swooning.
Master tells me to choose what leather I would like to start with, I choose the small leather strap...small enough so I can still be OTK. My bottom has been nicely warmed, and I am relaxing and enjoying this first round of leather. Master has decided on 100 with each toy. My second choice is the large leather strop, it does look intimidating, but it has become one of my favorites. He switches sides after each set of 25, with some rubbing as He switches. When He reaches 100, He steps up and rubs my bottom with his body, making me squirm.
When He feels I have squirmed enough, He declares break time, and I am once again kneeling but this time to pleasure my Master. I choose the small horse hair flogger next. Master starts by swishing it all over, using it on my breast and nipples. Next, He targets my pussy, and then my back and thighs. I am so relaxed when He is finished, until I hear the words....whip next!
I can choose my position, I choose leaning over a pillow. He stops after each 25 to rub out the sting a bite. I am very happy when this 100 is over, and I see the large flogger is still on the floor. Master starts and end each set with lots of swishing all over my body, and making sure that I am enjoying this flogging. He also makes sure that I am dripping and panting as I try to hang on.
After the flogging I am so ready to explode, but I also want to pleasure to last. I try to hold out as long as possible, before I ask for permission to cum. Master is reminding me, I need that permission first. Finally I know I have to ask, and I blurt out the words and get permission. After the first explosion, I ask for another permission, and then Master takes me to the point of needing another permission. Once I have used this permission, I tell Him, enough, not more...I hear...silly girl that is not your call. He slowly gets me back to the simmer and then the exploding part once again, and I can feel myself squirting and cumming and being so very loud, until all I can do is lie still. Master is talking quietly, massaging me, telling me what a good girl I am.....We stay like that until I feel I am ready to move, and they He holds me on His lap as we continue to snuggle....and recover.
So that was the high of Friday, on Saturday morning came the low...sub drop. I have written about sub drop before, but it has been a while, so I decided to mention it again. The last time I had sub drop was over a year ago, I believe, and it has happened a few times, but it is not a regular occurence. Technically, sub drop occurs after a large influx of endorphins has occured and then they recede leaving a chemical imbalance. For me, it usually lasts at least a few hours, sometimes most of a day.
I woke up on Saturday, still feeling tired, our of sorts and no energy. My high from Friday's play had gone and I was feeling a little depressed. Luckily, Master recoginized what was happening right away and told me....the higher the highs.....And it clicked, the lower the lows...sub drop. I spent most of the day snuggled on the sofa watching a movie and even had some ice cream, and by evening was much better. The key is recognizing it, and then just letting someone pamper you for a day.
Is there a way to prevent it....I have read that having lots of after care after a spanking helps. Master is really good at that. He pulls me into Him, and massages me, and lets me decide when I am ready to move. An then, the move is usually to sit on His lap. Hydration is also important and helps and for some a snack is also helpful. So ends my Public Service Announcement for today:).
Have a great week all...
hugs abby
Thursday, March 23, 2017
Fun....Thursday??
Fun Friday was on Thursday this week. I am leaving in the morning for the oldest grand's birthday weekend...in our family one day is never enough. She called me this morning letting me know tomorrow is half day of school, and she wanted me to pick her up, I assured her I would be there. I then told her this was a special celebration, since it is her last one digit birthday, and I am not sure I want her to have more birthdays and turn a 2 digit number. She replies...(after a giggle), well grandma, I hope you have lots more birthdays since I want to celebrate a 3 digit birthday with you.
I am kneeling, naked as Master starts to gently play with my nipples. Just as I am relaxing into the nipple play, He decides to go from gentle play to mauling. I have learned to hang on to His legs, keeping my hands from my nipples and trying to stop Him.
I am then over his lap for a hand warm-up. It is a nice long one, but the last round of spanks is much harder than usual...giving me a hint of things to come.
I feel some wood, and ask what paddle..He replies the Pooh one. He is being "gentle"...Master's version of gentle...for most of this set, until the last flurry, which is much harder. He asks if I would like a break before we continue, I quickly get up and kneel and get His cock into my mouth before He changes His mind. Next round is a leather paddle, which has me smiling, until He starts to travel with the paddle and ends up on thighs. He decides we should have another 'break' when He tires of this paddle.
Master then tells me He feels like giving me a hard paddling. I look straight at Him and say....you should take something for that and feel better. It takes a second, but He starts to chuckle shaking His head. After He is done laughing, He says...don't need any meds, I have you.
I am back over His lap, and He is 'checking' to see if I am reacting to our play time yet....yep, I am. He decides He will keep getting me wetter, until I ask for my hard paddling. Not my favorite thing, one reason because I always try to push it and not ask for as long as possible ...with Master warning me, that cumming without permission will not have a pleasant consequence.
I do wait until I know I am close to losing any control. After I ask, Master tells me to get up and stick my bottom out...I will count and thank Him for each one. I groan....He is smiling, keeps you in the moment doesn't it? He has the heavy 'My Paddleman' Paddle....I give Him a look. He says this was a gift from you...do you regret it yet?
I get into position and these are all hard, slow ones, with me thanking and counting. When He is finished, I hear.....now you should have me right with you all weekend. We then move on to making sure that we both have something to remember over the weekend that will keep us smiling.
Hope you have a fun weekend also...
hugs abby
I am kneeling, naked as Master starts to gently play with my nipples. Just as I am relaxing into the nipple play, He decides to go from gentle play to mauling. I have learned to hang on to His legs, keeping my hands from my nipples and trying to stop Him.
I am then over his lap for a hand warm-up. It is a nice long one, but the last round of spanks is much harder than usual...giving me a hint of things to come.
I feel some wood, and ask what paddle..He replies the Pooh one. He is being "gentle"...Master's version of gentle...for most of this set, until the last flurry, which is much harder. He asks if I would like a break before we continue, I quickly get up and kneel and get His cock into my mouth before He changes His mind. Next round is a leather paddle, which has me smiling, until He starts to travel with the paddle and ends up on thighs. He decides we should have another 'break' when He tires of this paddle.
Master then tells me He feels like giving me a hard paddling. I look straight at Him and say....you should take something for that and feel better. It takes a second, but He starts to chuckle shaking His head. After He is done laughing, He says...don't need any meds, I have you.
I am back over His lap, and He is 'checking' to see if I am reacting to our play time yet....yep, I am. He decides He will keep getting me wetter, until I ask for my hard paddling. Not my favorite thing, one reason because I always try to push it and not ask for as long as possible ...with Master warning me, that cumming without permission will not have a pleasant consequence.
I do wait until I know I am close to losing any control. After I ask, Master tells me to get up and stick my bottom out...I will count and thank Him for each one. I groan....He is smiling, keeps you in the moment doesn't it? He has the heavy 'My Paddleman' Paddle....I give Him a look. He says this was a gift from you...do you regret it yet?
I get into position and these are all hard, slow ones, with me thanking and counting. When He is finished, I hear.....now you should have me right with you all weekend. We then move on to making sure that we both have something to remember over the weekend that will keep us smiling.
Hope you have a fun weekend also...
hugs abby
Tuesday, March 21, 2017
If it's Monday....
.......and yes, I am posting this on Tuesday, but yesterday just got away from me. It's been a while since I posted about maintenance spankings, I really felt like the posts were getting repetitive....but they have been happening every, single, gosh darn Monday!
I find myself kneeling, naked as Master starts to claim me. He has decided to take the more gentle approach to my breast....He is barely touching, gently rubbing, using his finger tips, never losing contact with them, slowly and gently getting me to the panting stage. My hands are behind me, but I have to touch Him, so I hang on to His legs...He looks at me me smiles and nods. He asks if I need some cooling off, before I get into big trouble...I quickly nod. He decides He will cool my breast by sucking on them...not exactly the type of 'cooling off' I had in mind. He is spending a lot of time on each breast, I am back to panting and adding some groaning. He stops and moves his fingers to 'check' and see how the rest of me is reacting....I am dripping.
He tells me He is waiting for me to ask for what comes next, otherwise He will go back to entertaining himself with my breast..... reminding me....no permissions granted until maintenance is over. I wait until I know I HAVE to ask....Please may I have my maintenance spanking, Sir?
I am over His knee, as He starts with a hand warm-up. Too quickly He switches to the maintenance paddle, 100 spanks, stopping after each set of 25 for some lovely rubbing. At the half way point, I get a ....suck my cock...break. When He reaches 100 we chat a bit, and then Master tells me to go to His bag and choose 3 items for Him to use to finish my spanking.
I take out the 'beaver tail' leather paddle, one of my favorites, the a small leather strap, and after digging around a while, the crop. Then I think I should include at least one paddle, so I return the crop and continue digging around and taking things out of His bag. He finally asks me what I was looking for...."a paddle that is not heavy, a light weight one". He laughs and says...no such thing in my bag, and tells me to choose or He will. I pick up the closest paddle...the Pooh one....He says that one is heavy...DUH...(I only thinkg that).
He starts with the beaver tail, I am over His lap, and so relaxed. He spanks and then rubs the small leather loop all over my bottom and thighs...it feels soooo very good. He continues alternating until He gets to 100. I am not moving, until I am told to get the paddle for round two. So, I slowly get up and hand Him the Pooh paddle. It is on the thick side, my bottom is well-warmed, we get to 100 with a couple stops for rubbing.
I get the small strap, not small enough to be over His knee, so I lean over and present my bottom. He is again alternating spanking and rubbing with His hands and the leather strap, I can feel myself leaking. He contiues to 100, I can barely still stand. I am back over His lap, He reaches for the maintenance paddle, and tells me I have permission to cum at anytime that He is spanking me. Not exactly what I had in mind, but He starts to spank, talking to me telling me to cum, how wet I am, how ready I am. And of course, Master is rarely wrong about such things. I am ready, I am so wet, and I do cum, a few times, until I just lay down.,.spent. Master says He loves it when He can spank me to orgasm.....and I cannot deny, that I do too:).
I hope you are all having a good week... expecting more snow here tomorrow:(.
hugs abby
I find myself kneeling, naked as Master starts to claim me. He has decided to take the more gentle approach to my breast....He is barely touching, gently rubbing, using his finger tips, never losing contact with them, slowly and gently getting me to the panting stage. My hands are behind me, but I have to touch Him, so I hang on to His legs...He looks at me me smiles and nods. He asks if I need some cooling off, before I get into big trouble...I quickly nod. He decides He will cool my breast by sucking on them...not exactly the type of 'cooling off' I had in mind. He is spending a lot of time on each breast, I am back to panting and adding some groaning. He stops and moves his fingers to 'check' and see how the rest of me is reacting....I am dripping.
He tells me He is waiting for me to ask for what comes next, otherwise He will go back to entertaining himself with my breast..... reminding me....no permissions granted until maintenance is over. I wait until I know I HAVE to ask....Please may I have my maintenance spanking, Sir?
I am over His knee, as He starts with a hand warm-up. Too quickly He switches to the maintenance paddle, 100 spanks, stopping after each set of 25 for some lovely rubbing. At the half way point, I get a ....suck my cock...break. When He reaches 100 we chat a bit, and then Master tells me to go to His bag and choose 3 items for Him to use to finish my spanking.
I take out the 'beaver tail' leather paddle, one of my favorites, the a small leather strap, and after digging around a while, the crop. Then I think I should include at least one paddle, so I return the crop and continue digging around and taking things out of His bag. He finally asks me what I was looking for...."a paddle that is not heavy, a light weight one". He laughs and says...no such thing in my bag, and tells me to choose or He will. I pick up the closest paddle...the Pooh one....He says that one is heavy...DUH...(I only thinkg that).
He starts with the beaver tail, I am over His lap, and so relaxed. He spanks and then rubs the small leather loop all over my bottom and thighs...it feels soooo very good. He continues alternating until He gets to 100. I am not moving, until I am told to get the paddle for round two. So, I slowly get up and hand Him the Pooh paddle. It is on the thick side, my bottom is well-warmed, we get to 100 with a couple stops for rubbing.
I get the small strap, not small enough to be over His knee, so I lean over and present my bottom. He is again alternating spanking and rubbing with His hands and the leather strap, I can feel myself leaking. He contiues to 100, I can barely still stand. I am back over His lap, He reaches for the maintenance paddle, and tells me I have permission to cum at anytime that He is spanking me. Not exactly what I had in mind, but He starts to spank, talking to me telling me to cum, how wet I am, how ready I am. And of course, Master is rarely wrong about such things. I am ready, I am so wet, and I do cum, a few times, until I just lay down.,.spent. Master says He loves it when He can spank me to orgasm.....and I cannot deny, that I do too:).
I hope you are all having a good week... expecting more snow here tomorrow:(.
hugs abby
Saturday, March 18, 2017
Keeping me warm....
March around these parts is a month we look forward to...March means spring... right?? Well, hope springs eternal that March will mean spring, but often it is the month of the biggest storms...and this year has been no different. About two weeks ago, I was at the bank when I heard someone say, there goes an electic pole falling over in the street...and as soon as I looked...all the other poles on the street followed in domino fashion. Yes it was that windy....
I hurried out of the bank before they locked me in...to a house with no power. The temps had started to be spring like, but the wind brought in a change to winter temps, barely climbing into the 20's. Took 6 days for power and heat to return, and for some it was longer. Master managed to keep me warm in all the normal ways...and not so normal ones.
A couple days after power was restored, a 2 day blizzard hit, 26 inches of snow and cold. But our power held, so we were thankful. It is snowing again, but hopefully only a few more inches. Master decides to keep me warm from the inside out.
Even after 17 years, He still manages to surprise me. I have been assured that I will be warmed up and forget all about the snow and cold...from the inside out. Now, I could think of a couple of interpretations for His comment, some more desirable than others. After my naked kneeling claiming time, I am told to turn around, head down, bottom up, legs spread. He says He does not have ginger root on hand, so he is improvising. He has mentioned ginger a couple times recently, so I should not be as surprised as I am....
He is rubbing my bottom and then I hear, this is going to feel cool at first, and then it will heat you up nicely. I am not thrilled, but take a deep breath and try to relax. I feel the coolness, and Master is talking to me, when it starts to heat up. Once it is beyond the comfortable stage, Master suggests that I should suck His cock to take my mind off the heat....yes He is grinning. But, I figure it is worth a try. My bottom is still burning, but the rest of my senses are focused on His taste, the feel of Him, His reaction to me.
Master stops me and says He wants to warm up the outside of my bottom. I am over His lap as He starts with my favorite small leather paddle. He chuckles as He tells me not to doze off....I assure Him that will not happen. He switches to a smaller wood paddle, that guarentees I will stay awake. Just as I start squirming, He tells me time for me to concentrate on Him. I am quickly on my knees, wanting to get Master as excited as I am.
Master pulls away and pushes me down as He fills me. He gets me almost to the point of explosion when He tells me to get on my knees and He fills my bottom. He is encouraging me to cum for Him, giving me permission before I even ask.....and soon I am seeing stars. Master pushes me down and lays on top of me, as we both recover.....
Master then tells me in honor of St. Patrick's I should get paddled with His green shamrock shaped paddle. I settle in over His lap, when Master says He will give me a choice. Usually when I get to choose there is not a great choice. But this time, I hear....100 light ones, 50 medium ones, or 25 hard ones... your choice. I am surprised, and since my bottom is still nice and warm, I say...is all three an option? I don't know who is more surprised to hear this coming out of my mouth.....(He later tells me, He was very surprised by my question)....but He tells me that is acceptable. He starts with the light ones, moves on to the medium ones and ends with the hard ones, which were certainly not the hardest spanks I have felt.
Yes, I have been nicely warmed up from the inside out......
hugs abby
I hurried out of the bank before they locked me in...to a house with no power. The temps had started to be spring like, but the wind brought in a change to winter temps, barely climbing into the 20's. Took 6 days for power and heat to return, and for some it was longer. Master managed to keep me warm in all the normal ways...and not so normal ones.
A couple days after power was restored, a 2 day blizzard hit, 26 inches of snow and cold. But our power held, so we were thankful. It is snowing again, but hopefully only a few more inches. Master decides to keep me warm from the inside out.
Even after 17 years, He still manages to surprise me. I have been assured that I will be warmed up and forget all about the snow and cold...from the inside out. Now, I could think of a couple of interpretations for His comment, some more desirable than others. After my naked kneeling claiming time, I am told to turn around, head down, bottom up, legs spread. He says He does not have ginger root on hand, so he is improvising. He has mentioned ginger a couple times recently, so I should not be as surprised as I am....
He is rubbing my bottom and then I hear, this is going to feel cool at first, and then it will heat you up nicely. I am not thrilled, but take a deep breath and try to relax. I feel the coolness, and Master is talking to me, when it starts to heat up. Once it is beyond the comfortable stage, Master suggests that I should suck His cock to take my mind off the heat....yes He is grinning. But, I figure it is worth a try. My bottom is still burning, but the rest of my senses are focused on His taste, the feel of Him, His reaction to me.
Master stops me and says He wants to warm up the outside of my bottom. I am over His lap as He starts with my favorite small leather paddle. He chuckles as He tells me not to doze off....I assure Him that will not happen. He switches to a smaller wood paddle, that guarentees I will stay awake. Just as I start squirming, He tells me time for me to concentrate on Him. I am quickly on my knees, wanting to get Master as excited as I am.
Master pulls away and pushes me down as He fills me. He gets me almost to the point of explosion when He tells me to get on my knees and He fills my bottom. He is encouraging me to cum for Him, giving me permission before I even ask.....and soon I am seeing stars. Master pushes me down and lays on top of me, as we both recover.....
Master then tells me in honor of St. Patrick's I should get paddled with His green shamrock shaped paddle. I settle in over His lap, when Master says He will give me a choice. Usually when I get to choose there is not a great choice. But this time, I hear....100 light ones, 50 medium ones, or 25 hard ones... your choice. I am surprised, and since my bottom is still nice and warm, I say...is all three an option? I don't know who is more surprised to hear this coming out of my mouth.....(He later tells me, He was very surprised by my question)....but He tells me that is acceptable. He starts with the light ones, moves on to the medium ones and ends with the hard ones, which were certainly not the hardest spanks I have felt.
Yes, I have been nicely warmed up from the inside out......
hugs abby
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