I am back from a wonderful weekend with 2 of my grands....it was wonderful. They make me laugh, feel loved and remind me of the simple things in life.
This post is a maybe....I am one of those bloggers who got the "we might delete you" warning a few weeks ago. At the time, I actually just skimmed it, and mis-read it...shame on me a former English teacher. I thought it read...if you use advertising.....you will be gone!
I now realize, they sent me the warning because somehow they think i do...altho i don't see it, and consider my blog to be mild in sexual content, they are doing the judging, judging not me. So i just wanted the chance to say good-bye and thanks for all of your support, in case i am not here tomorrow.
I am very lacking in tech knowledge....so the chances of me starting someplace else are pretty much nil, but i will continue to keep up with all of You....my blogging friends and 'family'.
Here's to hoping i did not need to post this,
hugs abby
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Thursday, June 27, 2013
Cane or large paddle??
Hint...I am sitting on a bottom that is sore....and is striped..
I am leaving later today for a long weekend to celebrate my grandson's 2nd birthday! When I return I will bringing his 5 year old sister for her first.....big girl...just me...visit with grandma. We are both looking forward to it!
So Master and i and some 'just Us' time this afternoon. It started with my kneeling time and some OTK time with His delicious hand. He then switched to the small, but thick paddle for a few sets. Then it was question time....as He kept the paddle handy.
1. What is your weight in report for today?....Ut oh....i forgot Sir. It is Thursday and i was busy this morning, and i did not remember since i would be gone tomorrow, i was suppose to report today. Paddle time....
2. What happened after lunch yesterday? ( I was on a casino day with a friend and had text Master several times in the morning, but then stopped til my good night text.) I just did not want to bother You??....Paddle time....
3. Why have you stopped your daily e-mail reports? Well, a couple of them bounced back and i thought you were having computer problems and i decided ( 2 words that always get me in trouble) to stop sending them. I did mean to ask Him about it, but kept forgetting...so it was......Paddle time
..No, i did not earn a gold star in submission this week. Master then finally asked if I was ready for Him to be done with the paddle. I quickly replied....that depends on what You have planned next....He chuckled and said...you have learned something, as He finally put the paddle down. After He made sure that i was very wet, we went back to chat time...He was making sure that i remembered what His expectations are while i am away..since my memory seemed to be failing this week. Just as i am thinking it is permission time....Master asks me one more question...
4. Which should I use for your last spanking of the day....the large, heavy paddle or the cane?
He added that i could stay over His lap with the paddle and had to get in position for the cane, but that i had already been paddled a bit. After a few seconds thought...i asked for the cane....the stripes stay with me longer, and i know i would feel them on the drive and maybe even still tomorrow morning. He approved and i got into position when He went to get the cane.
I had several sets of 6...maybe close to 50...and some welts to take away with me. Then finally.....it was my turn to ask a question.....May I cum Sir....thankfully, Master gives the right answer, and we finish our time making pleasant memories ......
have a good weekend all..
hugs abby
I am leaving later today for a long weekend to celebrate my grandson's 2nd birthday! When I return I will bringing his 5 year old sister for her first.....big girl...just me...visit with grandma. We are both looking forward to it!
So Master and i and some 'just Us' time this afternoon. It started with my kneeling time and some OTK time with His delicious hand. He then switched to the small, but thick paddle for a few sets. Then it was question time....as He kept the paddle handy.
1. What is your weight in report for today?....Ut oh....i forgot Sir. It is Thursday and i was busy this morning, and i did not remember since i would be gone tomorrow, i was suppose to report today. Paddle time....
2. What happened after lunch yesterday? ( I was on a casino day with a friend and had text Master several times in the morning, but then stopped til my good night text.) I just did not want to bother You??....Paddle time....
3. Why have you stopped your daily e-mail reports? Well, a couple of them bounced back and i thought you were having computer problems and i decided ( 2 words that always get me in trouble) to stop sending them. I did mean to ask Him about it, but kept forgetting...so it was......Paddle time
..No, i did not earn a gold star in submission this week. Master then finally asked if I was ready for Him to be done with the paddle. I quickly replied....that depends on what You have planned next....He chuckled and said...you have learned something, as He finally put the paddle down. After He made sure that i was very wet, we went back to chat time...He was making sure that i remembered what His expectations are while i am away..since my memory seemed to be failing this week. Just as i am thinking it is permission time....Master asks me one more question...
4. Which should I use for your last spanking of the day....the large, heavy paddle or the cane?
He added that i could stay over His lap with the paddle and had to get in position for the cane, but that i had already been paddled a bit. After a few seconds thought...i asked for the cane....the stripes stay with me longer, and i know i would feel them on the drive and maybe even still tomorrow morning. He approved and i got into position when He went to get the cane.
I had several sets of 6...maybe close to 50...and some welts to take away with me. Then finally.....it was my turn to ask a question.....May I cum Sir....thankfully, Master gives the right answer, and we finish our time making pleasant memories ......
have a good weekend all..
hugs abby
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Catching up.....
I am back after spending a fun week with 3 of my grands....it was so much fun listening to the 4 and 5 year old cousins chatting like they were 12! There was a preK graduation, an oh so cute dance recital, and lots of backyard fun!
I was saddened to hear about Emily, and have joined all of you in prayers and as much good karma as i can send....
As most of you know, Mondays are M/M days...so yesterday was maintenance day. Since i had been away for a week, we started with lots of hugs and some catch-up chatting. Then, I was naked and kneeling, being re-claimed by my Master, closing out everyone and every thing else, just Us. Then i was invited to my favorite place ....over Master's lap. A wonderful welcome back hand spanking, that had me so relaxed, and yet ....so "wet". Master reminded me that maintenance came before i could come....so..
The paddle was retrieved and applied to my bottom. Each set a little harder, til He tucks me in, and lets it fly. He stops and asks me if it is enough for this week, i reply as i always do..it is.
One of these i will have to surprise Him and say no..not enough...and see His reaction. Although i am sure once He realizes what i have said, it will be more than enough.
Master was wondering how long we have been doing maintenance, so He gave me the task of finding the day....We had been discussing the fact that 'basement visits'...major punishments...have become a rare thing. Also that, for the first time ever, i have been successful in maintaining my goal weight, without having to go back and re-loose some. Master attributes most of that to maintenance...
My first maintenance spanking was on April 10, 2010...over three years ago. It was one of those times when i was feeling a little antsy, loss, needy, and trying to figure out why that was the case. I was reading blogs the night before, when i read one that mirrored my feelings ( it is no longer active), and i sat there and was astounded...she was 'voicing' my thoughts. I asked for permission, to send some of her thoughts to my Master, received it, and the next morning chose parts of the blog, and sent it to Master. Of course as soon as i hit the send button, i wished i could retrieve it, and undo what i had done. It was a long morning...
Master called me and told me to meet Him that afternoon, i was a little apprehensive, trying to judge His mood. His first words to me....."I think maintenance is a great idea...we are starting today". I immediately started to say it wasn't necessary, but was shushed and spanked..actually i was switched...talk about jumping right in. Master explained that maintenance would be weekly,,,which i am ashamed to admit...i wondered for how long. It has been over three years, and unless one of us was away for the week.....it has been every week.
Maintenance not only helps to keep me on the 'straight and narrow', it also served to deepen my submission. To allow me to stop ( most of the time), the over thinking, the voices, that would often lead me to doubt, to question. Master and i agree that our journey has been so much more that either of us expected, that we have grown in so many ways, that we are so lucky....and maintenance has been a part of making that happen.
Thank you Master for knowing, even in 2110, what i needed....and even more...for Your commitment to making it happen
hugs abby
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I was saddened to hear about Emily, and have joined all of you in prayers and as much good karma as i can send....
As most of you know, Mondays are M/M days...so yesterday was maintenance day. Since i had been away for a week, we started with lots of hugs and some catch-up chatting. Then, I was naked and kneeling, being re-claimed by my Master, closing out everyone and every thing else, just Us. Then i was invited to my favorite place ....over Master's lap. A wonderful welcome back hand spanking, that had me so relaxed, and yet ....so "wet". Master reminded me that maintenance came before i could come....so..
The paddle was retrieved and applied to my bottom. Each set a little harder, til He tucks me in, and lets it fly. He stops and asks me if it is enough for this week, i reply as i always do..it is.
One of these i will have to surprise Him and say no..not enough...and see His reaction. Although i am sure once He realizes what i have said, it will be more than enough.
Master was wondering how long we have been doing maintenance, so He gave me the task of finding the day....We had been discussing the fact that 'basement visits'...major punishments...have become a rare thing. Also that, for the first time ever, i have been successful in maintaining my goal weight, without having to go back and re-loose some. Master attributes most of that to maintenance...
My first maintenance spanking was on April 10, 2010...over three years ago. It was one of those times when i was feeling a little antsy, loss, needy, and trying to figure out why that was the case. I was reading blogs the night before, when i read one that mirrored my feelings ( it is no longer active), and i sat there and was astounded...she was 'voicing' my thoughts. I asked for permission, to send some of her thoughts to my Master, received it, and the next morning chose parts of the blog, and sent it to Master. Of course as soon as i hit the send button, i wished i could retrieve it, and undo what i had done. It was a long morning...
Master called me and told me to meet Him that afternoon, i was a little apprehensive, trying to judge His mood. His first words to me....."I think maintenance is a great idea...we are starting today". I immediately started to say it wasn't necessary, but was shushed and spanked..actually i was switched...talk about jumping right in. Master explained that maintenance would be weekly,,,which i am ashamed to admit...i wondered for how long. It has been over three years, and unless one of us was away for the week.....it has been every week.
Maintenance not only helps to keep me on the 'straight and narrow', it also served to deepen my submission. To allow me to stop ( most of the time), the over thinking, the voices, that would often lead me to doubt, to question. Master and i agree that our journey has been so much more that either of us expected, that we have grown in so many ways, that we are so lucky....and maintenance has been a part of making that happen.
Thank you Master for knowing, even in 2110, what i needed....and even more...for Your commitment to making it happen
hugs abby
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Friday, June 14, 2013
Master's Helping Hand
For the past couple weeks, I have been fantasizing about Master's crop...He calls it His helping hand, since it is shaped like a small hand. Leather and can reach in all the best places..who would not love it? Earlier this week, out of the blue, Master says to me, "maybe it is time to dust off the crop". I look at Him with my mouth open and readily agree....How does he do that???
This afternoon was crop time. After my naked kneeling, I was told to lean over and stick my bottom out. Master starts to warm up my bottom with the crop....so nice. He then decides He wants a hand print over by my hip....so a much harder hit. Luckily He gets the resulting hand print. Being a symmetrical person, He then of course wants one on the other side... then of course He needs to have a picture of His 'handy work'.... then i hear a....oh no.......the handle of the crop has snapped. (The list of toys broken on my bottom is growing...hmmm..wonder what that means.) I am not happy, but Master says...He has another. He digs thru His bag, and produces a longer, larger crop, that is not as flexible as the one we usually use. ( He assures me He will fix that one).
I bend back over, it is much more ouchy. I think He gets a better swing, it covers a larger area, and the leather is very stiff. Master spanks in even sets, increasing the intensity of each set. Since this is play, He also stops to rub after each set. I am adjusting to the new crop, and my bottom is warming up nicely.
Then it is over Master's lap for some hand spanking and...roaming. We chat, until my chatting turns mostly to panting and moaning....Master's signal to slow down. He decides He cums first...so i am on my knees, enjoying His sent, His feel, His...cock.
He has me lay over an ottoman, legs spread, bottom out, and retrieves the crop. Thighs, back an inner are His first target....that skin is so tender. Master then tries to crop my pussy, but He does not like the angle....so, I turn over on my back, legs up and open, Master tells me that if i close my legs we start over. He is planning on 10 hard ones. I put my hands on my thighs as a reminder, which Master allows for the first 3 smacks, then i am told to remove them. Master is using the tap tap tap...SMACK...method...i am never sure when the smack is coming, and they really hurt, but i get through all 10 without moving my legs..
Master comments that my nipples are stiff, so i must have enjoyed it....i need to check. He then proceeds to check my pussy, and while He is getting me wetter, He says my nipples are calling to Him. He is now sucking, nipping, lapping my nipples and playing with my clit...talk about over load! I am so ready, and asking for permission, when Master stops to chat. Since i am so ready, i reach down to still His hand and move it away......not a good idea. I am told to put my hand back and it will be punished. I am leaving tomorrow for a week, so He gave me the task, of getting myself as ready as i am at that moment, stopping to text for permission...which may or may not be granted....every single day i am gone. I am not excited at that prospect, but He is not budging. Once i assure Him that i understand, He quickly gets me back to needing a permission...or more.
After we stand and spend some time hugging, Master tells me to put my hand out....i hesitate, but I have learned that having Him repeat such a thing is not a good idea. He picks up the crop and smacks my hand twice....and i move it away. " We start over"...oh no....He is patient and waits for me to put my hand back....i get 3 more. Along with the warning, when He is keeping me on edge, i do not try to pull His hand away or stop Him.
.....I am finally getting to wear my "grandma' hat again... i never really stop...but i am leaving early tomorrow to go to my son's and see my almost 4 and just turned 1 little darlings. This is the longest i have gone without seeing them, so i am really looking forward to it. My daughter and 5 year old grand daughter will be taking the train to join us for a few days...and I get to go to a PreK graduation and a dance recital. I will be gone a week, so no tax involved :).
I also want to thank all of you who posted such great comments on my last post....you are all awesome!
Be good...play nice...and get lots of spanks
hugs abby
This afternoon was crop time. After my naked kneeling, I was told to lean over and stick my bottom out. Master starts to warm up my bottom with the crop....so nice. He then decides He wants a hand print over by my hip....so a much harder hit. Luckily He gets the resulting hand print. Being a symmetrical person, He then of course wants one on the other side... then of course He needs to have a picture of His 'handy work'.... then i hear a....oh no.......the handle of the crop has snapped. (The list of toys broken on my bottom is growing...hmmm..wonder what that means.) I am not happy, but Master says...He has another. He digs thru His bag, and produces a longer, larger crop, that is not as flexible as the one we usually use. ( He assures me He will fix that one).
I bend back over, it is much more ouchy. I think He gets a better swing, it covers a larger area, and the leather is very stiff. Master spanks in even sets, increasing the intensity of each set. Since this is play, He also stops to rub after each set. I am adjusting to the new crop, and my bottom is warming up nicely.
Then it is over Master's lap for some hand spanking and...roaming. We chat, until my chatting turns mostly to panting and moaning....Master's signal to slow down. He decides He cums first...so i am on my knees, enjoying His sent, His feel, His...cock.
He has me lay over an ottoman, legs spread, bottom out, and retrieves the crop. Thighs, back an inner are His first target....that skin is so tender. Master then tries to crop my pussy, but He does not like the angle....so, I turn over on my back, legs up and open, Master tells me that if i close my legs we start over. He is planning on 10 hard ones. I put my hands on my thighs as a reminder, which Master allows for the first 3 smacks, then i am told to remove them. Master is using the tap tap tap...SMACK...method...i am never sure when the smack is coming, and they really hurt, but i get through all 10 without moving my legs..
Master comments that my nipples are stiff, so i must have enjoyed it....i need to check. He then proceeds to check my pussy, and while He is getting me wetter, He says my nipples are calling to Him. He is now sucking, nipping, lapping my nipples and playing with my clit...talk about over load! I am so ready, and asking for permission, when Master stops to chat. Since i am so ready, i reach down to still His hand and move it away......not a good idea. I am told to put my hand back and it will be punished. I am leaving tomorrow for a week, so He gave me the task, of getting myself as ready as i am at that moment, stopping to text for permission...which may or may not be granted....every single day i am gone. I am not excited at that prospect, but He is not budging. Once i assure Him that i understand, He quickly gets me back to needing a permission...or more.
After we stand and spend some time hugging, Master tells me to put my hand out....i hesitate, but I have learned that having Him repeat such a thing is not a good idea. He picks up the crop and smacks my hand twice....and i move it away. " We start over"...oh no....He is patient and waits for me to put my hand back....i get 3 more. Along with the warning, when He is keeping me on edge, i do not try to pull His hand away or stop Him.
.....I am finally getting to wear my "grandma' hat again... i never really stop...but i am leaving early tomorrow to go to my son's and see my almost 4 and just turned 1 little darlings. This is the longest i have gone without seeing them, so i am really looking forward to it. My daughter and 5 year old grand daughter will be taking the train to join us for a few days...and I get to go to a PreK graduation and a dance recital. I will be gone a week, so no tax involved :).
I also want to thank all of you who posted such great comments on my last post....you are all awesome!
Be good...play nice...and get lots of spanks
hugs abby
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Why Push Limits?
In my post on pushing limits, Mona Lisa asked why push limits....I thought about it, and i think i understand where the question is coming from..."why fix something that ain't broke"...train of
thought. Master and i are not broke, and at the moment, are not trying to fix anything.
Before i go on , i want to add, that power exchange relationships run the gamut of possibilities. My favorite advice to give to 'newbies' when asked, is......there are no rules, the relationship has to work for the 2 people involved, ...of the many of us out there, no 2 are exactly alike....as it should be.
Master and i have been in a M/s relationship for almost 8 years...and knew each for a few years before we took that step. Master considers it part of His duties to push my limits. Honestly, if He never pushed, we would rarely move forward. I just am not one to suggest a lot of new ideas, although it has been known to happen. When we first started this journey, having me kneel naked was pushing my limits...multiple orgasms...an impossibility, or so I thought.
He has had me do things i never would have thought possible, not all of which i was happy with or wanted repeated, while others...well thank goodness, He pushed!
Master is always willing to listen to any new ideas or suggestions i have, He encourages me to research, and bring ideas that interest me to Him. He is open to anything i might want to try.
Most of the 'pushing' is Master's doing. I always have the option to say...can we talk about this, i am not sure about this, can we take it slowly....He considers my thoughts, sometimes, i am told to take a deep breath and trust Him...not always what i want to hear, but i do trust completely, He has earned that , so i do.
Master and i both believe that even if your relationship is in a great place, you should not become complacent. Moving forward is a better option that 'idling' and staying in place. I am the more hesitant one to test the waters, to put aside some misgivings, to want to delve into the unknown.....but i am willing to follow Him into the waters or the unknown. I know...with all my being, He will never let me be harmed, hurt me, well that is another ball of wax.
So, for Master and i, pushing limits is akin to moving forward. Usually He is moving a little faster than i am, but He always waits for me to catch up. So far, pushing those limits has been rewarding, bringing us closer, exposing me to new delights.....proving to me that...Master knows best!
So, I would like to know, what do you all think....do you view pushing limits as a good thing...does it happen in your relationship?....
hugs abby
thought. Master and i are not broke, and at the moment, are not trying to fix anything.
Before i go on , i want to add, that power exchange relationships run the gamut of possibilities. My favorite advice to give to 'newbies' when asked, is......there are no rules, the relationship has to work for the 2 people involved, ...of the many of us out there, no 2 are exactly alike....as it should be.
Master and i have been in a M/s relationship for almost 8 years...and knew each for a few years before we took that step. Master considers it part of His duties to push my limits. Honestly, if He never pushed, we would rarely move forward. I just am not one to suggest a lot of new ideas, although it has been known to happen. When we first started this journey, having me kneel naked was pushing my limits...multiple orgasms...an impossibility, or so I thought.
He has had me do things i never would have thought possible, not all of which i was happy with or wanted repeated, while others...well thank goodness, He pushed!
Master is always willing to listen to any new ideas or suggestions i have, He encourages me to research, and bring ideas that interest me to Him. He is open to anything i might want to try.
Most of the 'pushing' is Master's doing. I always have the option to say...can we talk about this, i am not sure about this, can we take it slowly....He considers my thoughts, sometimes, i am told to take a deep breath and trust Him...not always what i want to hear, but i do trust completely, He has earned that , so i do.
Master and i both believe that even if your relationship is in a great place, you should not become complacent. Moving forward is a better option that 'idling' and staying in place. I am the more hesitant one to test the waters, to put aside some misgivings, to want to delve into the unknown.....but i am willing to follow Him into the waters or the unknown. I know...with all my being, He will never let me be harmed, hurt me, well that is another ball of wax.
So, for Master and i, pushing limits is akin to moving forward. Usually He is moving a little faster than i am, but He always waits for me to catch up. So far, pushing those limits has been rewarding, bringing us closer, exposing me to new delights.....proving to me that...Master knows best!
So, I would like to know, what do you all think....do you view pushing limits as a good thing...does it happen in your relationship?....
hugs abby
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Kept Simmering...
Where was i?? Oh , i remember Master sent me home to 'simmer in my juices'. By the way, He loved all your comments, and being called a meanie or diabolical puts a smile on His face....and encourages Him!
I did not have to wait toooo long, a few hours later, i get a text, ..."are you ready?". You can imagine my answer....Luckily it is only about a 10 minute drive.
I am soon naked and kneeling again, as Master questions me about my walk and my lunch. I assure Him all were very good, in an interesting way...I was sort of distracted. He has me climb over and settle over His lap, and decides my bottom needs to be warmed up...I keep opening my legs and pushing my bottom up ( i know, now wanton of me!), Master chuckles, but does not take up the invitation. He then asks me if I had looked up something on the computer He had asked me about....DARN! ...I forgot....so He pulls out the paddle and it is 10 hard ones on each cheek....Then, He asks me what I was thinking about while I walked. I tell Him, about my wet panties, that He always surprises me, when will i get relief.....
He asks if i thought, maybe He will do it all over again. I look up at Him quizzically....He explains, spank you, play with you, get you dripping and send you home...do it all over again?
I am stunned, and i know that i need to be careful what i say, so i settle on...no, i never thought of that. He seems to think it is an option...i stay quiet...i have learned something in all of these years.
Finally, His fingers start to roam and He announces that i am still very wet, but that He can get me wetter...that is a no brainer. It does not take long before i know i am sooooo close...i beg for a permission...and finally it is granted. I do not remember much of the next....5..10 minutes....but the words, fireworks, exhausting, jello, unending, screaming, ....might start to help describe it. Really i am not sure who that girl was, Master says He knows...His masterpiece.
I have had multiple, never-ending orgasms......but nothing like this. Was it worth the simmering..the wait....(Master reads here, so i hate to admit it), but it was amazingly unbelievable.
This morning as I was thinking about yesterday and reading your comments, i found I needed to quickly ask Master for a permission.....and just typing this..has me thinking.....
hugs abby
I did not have to wait toooo long, a few hours later, i get a text, ..."are you ready?". You can imagine my answer....Luckily it is only about a 10 minute drive.
I am soon naked and kneeling again, as Master questions me about my walk and my lunch. I assure Him all were very good, in an interesting way...I was sort of distracted. He has me climb over and settle over His lap, and decides my bottom needs to be warmed up...I keep opening my legs and pushing my bottom up ( i know, now wanton of me!), Master chuckles, but does not take up the invitation. He then asks me if I had looked up something on the computer He had asked me about....DARN! ...I forgot....so He pulls out the paddle and it is 10 hard ones on each cheek....Then, He asks me what I was thinking about while I walked. I tell Him, about my wet panties, that He always surprises me, when will i get relief.....
He asks if i thought, maybe He will do it all over again. I look up at Him quizzically....He explains, spank you, play with you, get you dripping and send you home...do it all over again?
I am stunned, and i know that i need to be careful what i say, so i settle on...no, i never thought of that. He seems to think it is an option...i stay quiet...i have learned something in all of these years.
Finally, His fingers start to roam and He announces that i am still very wet, but that He can get me wetter...that is a no brainer. It does not take long before i know i am sooooo close...i beg for a permission...and finally it is granted. I do not remember much of the next....5..10 minutes....but the words, fireworks, exhausting, jello, unending, screaming, ....might start to help describe it. Really i am not sure who that girl was, Master says He knows...His masterpiece.
I have had multiple, never-ending orgasms......but nothing like this. Was it worth the simmering..the wait....(Master reads here, so i hate to admit it), but it was amazingly unbelievable.
This morning as I was thinking about yesterday and reading your comments, i found I needed to quickly ask Master for a permission.....and just typing this..has me thinking.....
hugs abby
Monday, June 10, 2013
Exquisite Torture
You all know by now, that in my world, Monday is the equivalent to maintenance.
Master is working on re-building a closet into something more organized...so when He was ready for a break this morning it was maintenance time. During my naked kneeling time, we talked about my new tasks. I have been trying a couple He suggested, and extended the time, and they have kept me more focused on my submission and of course on My Master. Master reminded me that all of me, should be available to Him at all times, and that is what i should be aware of, and anticipating while completing my daily task.
Then it was over His lap for a hand warm-up. Master commented on how relaxed i was over His lap, getting my bottom warmed , even when the spanks got harder....it is just the best place to be. Then it was get serious time and out came the paddle. He rubbed it on my thighs and asked if that was where He should spank....I quietly replied..wherever You want Sir...instead of my usual shaking my head no. ( If i don't actually say the work, i figure i can get away with it..)
He starts off lightly, alternating between thighs and bottom, i am able to stay relaxed, in spite of the thigh spanks. He then grabs my waist to tuck me in, and says ..you know what this means...yes i do,....the real spanking is about to start. I can never keep count, but i think it was around 40 hard ones...all on my bottom. I was ouching and groaning at the end. Master is enjoying the warmth of my bottom, when He says, one more round of harder ones.....I really groan.
He tucks me in and lets the paddle fly.....I am being very verbal, and ask Him to please stop. He takes a 2 second break, and gives me 10 more much harder ones. I am breathless, as I hear Him say, the real spanking starts.....UGH...
Master's fingers are now roaming, checking to see if any part of me was enjoying my maintenance. As we chat He continues to rub, pull and tease my clit, until i can hear my own 'swishing'..i a sooo wet. Master chuckles and wonders if He can get me dripping..of course He can! I am getting to the point where i will be needing a permission, but Master is not taking the hint. Instead , i hear, maybe I will send you back like this...i GASP...He chuckles. I have never done that....as He is still 'stirring the pot' to the leaking stage. I am asking ..please...He decides, i have to wait. The question is how long...a couple hours, a day...or more??? I am in disbelief....He tells me to go walk the mall ( it is raining here today, again), so that i will be available this afternoon....it is one 'squishy' walk.
So, how long am i kept simmering....do i cum to a boil.....tune in tomorrow folks!
( It was Master's idea to make this a 2 part entry!)
Hugs abby
Master is working on re-building a closet into something more organized...so when He was ready for a break this morning it was maintenance time. During my naked kneeling time, we talked about my new tasks. I have been trying a couple He suggested, and extended the time, and they have kept me more focused on my submission and of course on My Master. Master reminded me that all of me, should be available to Him at all times, and that is what i should be aware of, and anticipating while completing my daily task.
Then it was over His lap for a hand warm-up. Master commented on how relaxed i was over His lap, getting my bottom warmed , even when the spanks got harder....it is just the best place to be. Then it was get serious time and out came the paddle. He rubbed it on my thighs and asked if that was where He should spank....I quietly replied..wherever You want Sir...instead of my usual shaking my head no. ( If i don't actually say the work, i figure i can get away with it..)
He starts off lightly, alternating between thighs and bottom, i am able to stay relaxed, in spite of the thigh spanks. He then grabs my waist to tuck me in, and says ..you know what this means...yes i do,....the real spanking is about to start. I can never keep count, but i think it was around 40 hard ones...all on my bottom. I was ouching and groaning at the end. Master is enjoying the warmth of my bottom, when He says, one more round of harder ones.....I really groan.
He tucks me in and lets the paddle fly.....I am being very verbal, and ask Him to please stop. He takes a 2 second break, and gives me 10 more much harder ones. I am breathless, as I hear Him say, the real spanking starts.....UGH...
Master's fingers are now roaming, checking to see if any part of me was enjoying my maintenance. As we chat He continues to rub, pull and tease my clit, until i can hear my own 'swishing'..i a sooo wet. Master chuckles and wonders if He can get me dripping..of course He can! I am getting to the point where i will be needing a permission, but Master is not taking the hint. Instead , i hear, maybe I will send you back like this...i GASP...He chuckles. I have never done that....as He is still 'stirring the pot' to the leaking stage. I am asking ..please...He decides, i have to wait. The question is how long...a couple hours, a day...or more??? I am in disbelief....He tells me to go walk the mall ( it is raining here today, again), so that i will be available this afternoon....it is one 'squishy' walk.
So, how long am i kept simmering....do i cum to a boil.....tune in tomorrow folks!
( It was Master's idea to make this a 2 part entry!)
Hugs abby
Saturday, June 8, 2013
Pushing Limits
Limits are a tricky subject....I believe everyone has limits. I also believe that limits are not static, they can and often do change over time. Master and i have never discussed specific limits....When we first met the list would have been very long....and honestly, a lot of those things I now look forward to...We also believe that a relationship should not stay stagnate....it is great to be in a 'good place', and enjoy it, but for a relationship to thrive there has to be growth...
I have been sensing and noticing lately that Master seems ready to push some limits. The look in His eyes, the tone of His voice, the warnings He has issued...He had me anticipating...then yesterday morning...
Before i even had a chance to text a Good Morning Sir!, I get a text....".wear both sets of cuffs, put in your large bottom toy and come see me". There's something new. He gives me about an hour. I text back....large one? I have not used it in a while. For many of you it would probably only be a medium one...but i do prefer the smaller one. He replies...yes.
I quickly shower and attempt to get it in...after a couple attempts i think, maybe i should just put the small one in and bring the other one with me. I know that is not what He wants ( and it is later confirmed..it would not have been a good idea). I finally succeed, see that i am running a little late, and the phone rings. It is my sister, we have been playing phone tag, and i do need to talk to her. A short conversation with her is usually about 30 minutes, but i mange to hang up after 10.
I am a little late getting to Master, He accepts my reason, but warns me that if He gives me a time, that is when He expects me. We chat a bit, and Master gets 'the look' and asks about my daily task. I reply, i have been laying over pillows with my bottom bare. He says yes, but the same task every day? I look at Him, confused...that is what you wanted, the same task for a week. Seems i misunderstood Him, He wants a different task every day for a week, before i can repeat one...ahhh. That really makes more sense, since we were talking about it not being so 'routine'. I agree to adjust, and Master gives me some suggestions for new tasks. All of them contain the phrase...with your large toy inserted. Do you see a pattern here? He then says, I also want you to up your time to 15 minutes (from about 5 minutes). I repeat His wishes...so there is no misunderstanding....and agree. Finally i am invited over His lap.
He gives me a wonderfully long hand spanking, stopping to play with the plug, which i hate to admit, is getting me very wet. He then decides to slow it down, and slowly gives me 50 harder ones...still with His hand. He then asks me about exercise. I reply, saying , I have been walking outside. "Everyday this week?", He asks. It remind Him that the day before i went to the casino with a friend (brought back all of my money!!), and it was raining all day. He reminds me that there is a mall near by, and i do own a wii....He gets the shamrock paddle from the bag, and says 25 hard ones. When He is done, He asks if i want 25 more for today, or will i find the time to walk. I guarantee Him i will find the time. " No more wriggle room, young lady, I expect you to do something at least 6 days every week". UGH...but i, of course, agree.
After some wonderful play time which ends with me barely being able to put two words together.....Master wants to chat some more. He feels it is time to push more limits, limits that will probably make me feel uncomfortable . He reminds me that He expects me to give it my best, but that also, He wants to hear what I am feeling and what my fears are....He reminds me , that i do have a voice and He expects me to use it.
This morning i am getting ready to do one of my new tasks...for 15 minutes...and decide to text Master and let Him know what I am doing. He replies with........more than the minimum makes Me happy.......YEP, He's in a pushing mood!
hugs abby
I have been sensing and noticing lately that Master seems ready to push some limits. The look in His eyes, the tone of His voice, the warnings He has issued...He had me anticipating...then yesterday morning...
Before i even had a chance to text a Good Morning Sir!, I get a text....".wear both sets of cuffs, put in your large bottom toy and come see me". There's something new. He gives me about an hour. I text back....large one? I have not used it in a while. For many of you it would probably only be a medium one...but i do prefer the smaller one. He replies...yes.
I quickly shower and attempt to get it in...after a couple attempts i think, maybe i should just put the small one in and bring the other one with me. I know that is not what He wants ( and it is later confirmed..it would not have been a good idea). I finally succeed, see that i am running a little late, and the phone rings. It is my sister, we have been playing phone tag, and i do need to talk to her. A short conversation with her is usually about 30 minutes, but i mange to hang up after 10.
I am a little late getting to Master, He accepts my reason, but warns me that if He gives me a time, that is when He expects me. We chat a bit, and Master gets 'the look' and asks about my daily task. I reply, i have been laying over pillows with my bottom bare. He says yes, but the same task every day? I look at Him, confused...that is what you wanted, the same task for a week. Seems i misunderstood Him, He wants a different task every day for a week, before i can repeat one...ahhh. That really makes more sense, since we were talking about it not being so 'routine'. I agree to adjust, and Master gives me some suggestions for new tasks. All of them contain the phrase...with your large toy inserted. Do you see a pattern here? He then says, I also want you to up your time to 15 minutes (from about 5 minutes). I repeat His wishes...so there is no misunderstanding....and agree. Finally i am invited over His lap.
He gives me a wonderfully long hand spanking, stopping to play with the plug, which i hate to admit, is getting me very wet. He then decides to slow it down, and slowly gives me 50 harder ones...still with His hand. He then asks me about exercise. I reply, saying , I have been walking outside. "Everyday this week?", He asks. It remind Him that the day before i went to the casino with a friend (brought back all of my money!!), and it was raining all day. He reminds me that there is a mall near by, and i do own a wii....He gets the shamrock paddle from the bag, and says 25 hard ones. When He is done, He asks if i want 25 more for today, or will i find the time to walk. I guarantee Him i will find the time. " No more wriggle room, young lady, I expect you to do something at least 6 days every week". UGH...but i, of course, agree.
After some wonderful play time which ends with me barely being able to put two words together.....Master wants to chat some more. He feels it is time to push more limits, limits that will probably make me feel uncomfortable . He reminds me that He expects me to give it my best, but that also, He wants to hear what I am feeling and what my fears are....He reminds me , that i do have a voice and He expects me to use it.
This morning i am getting ready to do one of my new tasks...for 15 minutes...and decide to text Master and let Him know what I am doing. He replies with........more than the minimum makes Me happy.......YEP, He's in a pushing mood!
hugs abby
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Are you ready for this spanking to be done??
Master loves asking that question, and of course there is no 1 good answer. He doesn't ask during the warm up phase, or when He has a flogger in His hand...no it is when there is a paddle in His hand, and I have reached the 'ouchie' stage. Master read someplace a while ago...it is only when the spankee is ready for the spanking to stop...that the true spanking begins....He loves that...me , not so much.
Either answer the spanking continues, and if He senses I am trying for an early end...moi?? never!.....it REALLY continues. Yesterday, this question led to a discussion about the fact that i have not yet cried only form a spanking...I have cried, but the tears are pure release...after mind bogging orgasms. Master thinks it is because He has never spanked me to the point where I cannot take even one more..and that might be true. I think, maybe, it is that it has been a long time since a major Punishment, one that occurs in the basement, He is holding a large heavy paddle, and my bottom is truly bruised. That has happened, but it was back when I was still testing the 'trust' waters. Master worked hard at gaining my trust and tearing down the citadel like walls i had spent a long time building....so no matter how much it hurt....i would not give in to tears. Now, things are different, and i am free of most of those walls, and trust Him like i have no other. It used to bother me that i had not cried from a spanking, but i am OK with it now, sometimes i think it would be a nice release, but the tears come when they want to, and that is OK, because at least now, i allow them to come. (WOW, this is not where I planned for this to go....)
...Here in Western NY, one is never certain what season it will be when you step outside, the past couple of mornings it has been fall like, which I love. So, i have started walking....Master wants me to increase the rate and is not so worried about how long, I prefer a long stroll...LOL. But I have pushed myself...Master sent me a text this morning.....FASTER...and it does feel good.
.....One of my rules is that i do a daily task for Master. It's been a rule for a long time. For the past...maybe few years, i have been doing some "kneeling in position" time. Master asked me about it...asking if i had it mastered, yet?? I took the hint, and thinking about it realized it had become....routine, kneel, get in position, quickly think about Master, then plan my day...not quite what He had in mind. So, over the weekend, i decided i should vary the task, Master approved and suggested that i lay over pillows with just my bottom uncovered, thinking about my bottom getting spanked, for starters. I started on Sunday, and had to text to ask for a permission....LOL! I was going to change task every day, Master suggested i keep the same one for a week, so that is my task for this week, and it is surprising the different 'head space', it creates...more like when the tasks first started.
hugs abby
Either answer the spanking continues, and if He senses I am trying for an early end...moi?? never!.....it REALLY continues. Yesterday, this question led to a discussion about the fact that i have not yet cried only form a spanking...I have cried, but the tears are pure release...after mind bogging orgasms. Master thinks it is because He has never spanked me to the point where I cannot take even one more..and that might be true. I think, maybe, it is that it has been a long time since a major Punishment, one that occurs in the basement, He is holding a large heavy paddle, and my bottom is truly bruised. That has happened, but it was back when I was still testing the 'trust' waters. Master worked hard at gaining my trust and tearing down the citadel like walls i had spent a long time building....so no matter how much it hurt....i would not give in to tears. Now, things are different, and i am free of most of those walls, and trust Him like i have no other. It used to bother me that i had not cried from a spanking, but i am OK with it now, sometimes i think it would be a nice release, but the tears come when they want to, and that is OK, because at least now, i allow them to come. (WOW, this is not where I planned for this to go....)
...Here in Western NY, one is never certain what season it will be when you step outside, the past couple of mornings it has been fall like, which I love. So, i have started walking....Master wants me to increase the rate and is not so worried about how long, I prefer a long stroll...LOL. But I have pushed myself...Master sent me a text this morning.....FASTER...and it does feel good.
.....One of my rules is that i do a daily task for Master. It's been a rule for a long time. For the past...maybe few years, i have been doing some "kneeling in position" time. Master asked me about it...asking if i had it mastered, yet?? I took the hint, and thinking about it realized it had become....routine, kneel, get in position, quickly think about Master, then plan my day...not quite what He had in mind. So, over the weekend, i decided i should vary the task, Master approved and suggested that i lay over pillows with just my bottom uncovered, thinking about my bottom getting spanked, for starters. I started on Sunday, and had to text to ask for a permission....LOL! I was going to change task every day, Master suggested i keep the same one for a week, so that is my task for this week, and it is surprising the different 'head space', it creates...more like when the tasks first started.
hugs abby
Saturday, June 1, 2013
Relax, it is going to happen anyway..**
**One of Master's favorite things to say to me....usually when relaxing is the last thing on my mind!
On Thursday evening Master said to me that our play time on Friday will be early. I had no plans for the day, and did not question what early was...but figured early afternoon or maybe before lunch. Guess I should know better....
While I am still in my jammies, checking blogs....early on Friday morning, I am told to come over.....shower, dressed, and there in just about 15 minutes....and I am positively not a morning person! As I walk in, I notice His small, but thick, shamrock paddle is out and waiting....Master chuckles as I give a 'look'...
During my kneeling time we discuss my lack of any type of exercise lately...since before my hospital stay. I have not gained any weight, but also went a few weeks with no appetite, so I am still just below my goal, but I do know that can change at any time...I have rediscovered ice cream! The weather has not been cooperating for walking, and the wii, is just not calling my name. I know...all excuses....and so far Master has been patient, but I was also given a warning..it is time. Still not motivated, and I know that motivating myself is better than Master's motivation, but I just can't get there..
Then it is over Master 's lap for a wonderful long hand spanking. Master asks if I still like had spankings as much as when we first started. I assured Him that I do....over His lap, His hand spanking and rubbing my bottom....it is the best! I asked if He was bored by hand spankings, He assured me He was not....it was a great view..LOL. Master then says, there is something we have not done in a while...
And somehow, I know immediately just what He is talking about. I quietly say....filling me with your hand. He is quite surprised....since we have not even discussed it. Usually days before a fisting session, Master talks about it, to help me get my head wrapped around it. The word had not mentioned since last time...which was....I don't even remember. I answered , I just knew as soon as he said it.....guess I can live in His head sometimes!
Usually, He has me kneel, head down, bottom up, but today He said I could stay over His lap. Maybe not the best "angle'', but much more reassuring. For me the key, to this is I have to be very aroused and ready, dripping. Master accomplishes that easily, and then He starts with the fisting. I always repeat to myself..relax, you will enjoy the outcome. Sometimes that is easier thought, than done. That is when Master says....you might as well relax, it is going to happen...
Of course Master is successful, and the sensations of His filling me in that way are way intense...there is the feeling of total control and ownership....and there are the sensations, that send me over the edge and have me asking for more....which thankfully, Master is happy to oblige me with more...til finally I say...please no more...and since I have asked nicely, He lets me rest.
My legs are jello, my mind is mush, my insides are still having small tremors, so we just hang on and wait for me to really return....When I am once again cognizant of my surroundings, and I get up, I see that paddle.....Master says, He just wanted me to think about it...hmmm..
Some of you may remember that I am a die hard Red Sox fan...for over 50 years, and Master well He is one of those Yankee fans. We often place a wager when they are playing...and they are this weekend.. The Yanks just got swept by the Mets and the Sox had been on a win streak..so when Master suggested we bet Abbots (the best frozen yogurt place in Norhteast), I was excited......if the Sox loss, I get no ice cream...they loss and it is a HOT day....hoping for better results tonight!
Hope you are all enjoying some spanks this weekend..
hugs, abby
On Thursday evening Master said to me that our play time on Friday will be early. I had no plans for the day, and did not question what early was...but figured early afternoon or maybe before lunch. Guess I should know better....
While I am still in my jammies, checking blogs....early on Friday morning, I am told to come over.....shower, dressed, and there in just about 15 minutes....and I am positively not a morning person! As I walk in, I notice His small, but thick, shamrock paddle is out and waiting....Master chuckles as I give a 'look'...
During my kneeling time we discuss my lack of any type of exercise lately...since before my hospital stay. I have not gained any weight, but also went a few weeks with no appetite, so I am still just below my goal, but I do know that can change at any time...I have rediscovered ice cream! The weather has not been cooperating for walking, and the wii, is just not calling my name. I know...all excuses....and so far Master has been patient, but I was also given a warning..it is time. Still not motivated, and I know that motivating myself is better than Master's motivation, but I just can't get there..
Then it is over Master 's lap for a wonderful long hand spanking. Master asks if I still like had spankings as much as when we first started. I assured Him that I do....over His lap, His hand spanking and rubbing my bottom....it is the best! I asked if He was bored by hand spankings, He assured me He was not....it was a great view..LOL. Master then says, there is something we have not done in a while...
And somehow, I know immediately just what He is talking about. I quietly say....filling me with your hand. He is quite surprised....since we have not even discussed it. Usually days before a fisting session, Master talks about it, to help me get my head wrapped around it. The word had not mentioned since last time...which was....I don't even remember. I answered , I just knew as soon as he said it.....guess I can live in His head sometimes!
Usually, He has me kneel, head down, bottom up, but today He said I could stay over His lap. Maybe not the best "angle'', but much more reassuring. For me the key, to this is I have to be very aroused and ready, dripping. Master accomplishes that easily, and then He starts with the fisting. I always repeat to myself..relax, you will enjoy the outcome. Sometimes that is easier thought, than done. That is when Master says....you might as well relax, it is going to happen...
Of course Master is successful, and the sensations of His filling me in that way are way intense...there is the feeling of total control and ownership....and there are the sensations, that send me over the edge and have me asking for more....which thankfully, Master is happy to oblige me with more...til finally I say...please no more...and since I have asked nicely, He lets me rest.
My legs are jello, my mind is mush, my insides are still having small tremors, so we just hang on and wait for me to really return....When I am once again cognizant of my surroundings, and I get up, I see that paddle.....Master says, He just wanted me to think about it...hmmm..
Some of you may remember that I am a die hard Red Sox fan...for over 50 years, and Master well He is one of those Yankee fans. We often place a wager when they are playing...and they are this weekend.. The Yanks just got swept by the Mets and the Sox had been on a win streak..so when Master suggested we bet Abbots (the best frozen yogurt place in Norhteast), I was excited......if the Sox loss, I get no ice cream...they loss and it is a HOT day....hoping for better results tonight!
Hope you are all enjoying some spanks this weekend..
hugs, abby
Friday, May 31, 2013
Joining the meme...
FRIDAY, MAY 31, 2013
1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror this morning, what was the first thing you thought. Glad I kept that hair appt. yesterday!
2. How much cash do you have on you? on me none...
3.Name a word that rhymes with door? floor
4.Name your favorite planet? well, earth since it is human friendly
5.Do you own more than 100 cd’s? yes..I probably have more than 100 Christmas CD's alone
6.Have you ever finished a bag of popcorn and ate the junk from the bottom? whole bag , yes..bottom junk, no
7.What kind of top are you wearing? gauzy, teal short tunic
8.Have you ever labeled yourself? Well, I mark my thigh with an R every morning...for Master
9.Name the brand of shoes you are currently wearing? none
10.Bright or dark room? bright
11 .Have you ever been pooped on from the sky? Thankfully no, but I could not stop laughing whenit happened to my brother.
12.What does your watch look like? I have a lorge collection of watches, holidays, frogs, colors, name it , I probably have one. Left over from my teaching days.
13.What were you doing at midnight last nite? sleeping
- Have you ever dated someone a decade older than you? no
- Have you ever listened to a song and cried? Oh yes, more than one.
- Who last told you he/she loved you? grand daughter
- What was the last furry thing you touched? mac...the cat
- How many drugs have you taken within the last three days? none that me feel giddy
- Favorite age so far? probably all of them, something good happens at least once a year.
- Have you ever had a secret crush on a teacher? Went to a catholic school with nun, enough said.
- What was the last thing you said to someone? have a good weekend
- Have you ever been found sleep walking? no
- What was the last song you sang? Copacabana...with Barry
- What’s your favorite number? 3
- Where did you live in 1987? New York
- What do you do when the vending machines eats your money? *****, then I smack it
- Do you kiss with your eyes open or closed? usually open
- What was the last song you heard? "Ode to Joy:/ grandaughter played it for me on the phone again this morning.
- If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be? maybe spanish
- Have you ever seen a ghost? no
- When was the last time you ever wrote a letter to someone and mailed it? A note to my mom, last week.
- Can you change the oil in a car? Car??oil??
- How far back do you know about your ancestry? My mom's family 5 generations.
- When showering do you start the water and then get it, or get in and then start the water?
- Start it to adjust the temp.
- Have you ever crashed a car? yes....still amazed that I walked away.
- Does every family have a crazy relative? a??? as in only 1?
- Have you ever sent or made a crank call? Yes....
- How old do you look? hopefully not as old as I am
- Should guys wear pink? certainly, girls wear blue
- Have you ever done anything for which you could be arrested? no
****I meant to add to my last post...Fiona asked me if Master had a 'travel tax', which I, along with quite a few of you found very funny. I did ask Him, had to clarify what I meant...He laughed an said,,,NO. He truly does not travel half as much as I do....
hugs abby
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
EPIC!
Yes, I know, not a very 'kinky' title and will not help my stats.....but it was the word of the day for yesterday, so is the theme for this post.
Master is back!!! YEAH!!...so yesterday was an EPIC day, we both agreed the time seemed way too long. After the 'bear' hugs and some time to catch up a little, i was told to get naked and kneel. I actually had to be reminded to remove my undies, my head was so happy to just have Him back.
After my kneeling and 're-claiming' time, it was over His lap. I was enjoying a wonderful hand warm up, when Master wonders out loud if He could leave a hand print on my bottom. He starts concentrating on just one cheek, increasing intensity, until finally He is spanking very hard and slowly, trying to get that hand print. In beetween breathing i was looking around for a marker or something, so He could trace His hand. Finally, He decides a nice red bottom will have to do.
I can feel my 'readiness', my wetness, before Master even decides to check. He 'stirs the pot', and asks me, on a scale of 1--10 how close was i to orgasm. I say about a 5, which gives Him the green light to see how quickly He can get me closer. Let me tell you going from 5 to 10 is a whole lot quicker than from 1 to 5! As I keep Master posted on my 'progress', we get to about 9.5, when Master....stops and...
mentions the "M" word...maintenance. He reminds me that maintenance (in His opinion...which is the one that counts) has to be a hard spanking. He asks me why...so that i stay out of trouble and stay away from a punishment spanking. I hate to admit it, but it does work....UGH. Master has a wooden paddle ready, and after a few rounds He tucks me in, and and gives me..what I think and hope is a final flourish of even harder ones. When is is done, He tells me, to ask Him to finish maintenance with even harder spanks. I hate being told to ask. Master knows it takes me a minute to process His request, so He waits. I take a deep breath, and ask for the end of maintenance, with a very hard paddling. It is an EPIC ending to maintenance, i stay in place, but i am vocalizing about the pain....i don't often vocalize.
Finally, Master is rubbing and talking softly, and calming me....the calming part is temporary ;).
He needs to get me back to that 9.5, but it is quickly accomplished, only He keeps me there. Reminding me not to cum without permission....asking me if i will need more than 1 permission...until finally, finally, I hear...cum for me NOW....and I do, and do and....I have no idea how many permissions i used. I know i was loud and totally in another space, until i just gave up, and lay there, unable to move a muscle.....i did manage to look at Master and say...EPIC, that was EPIC! Master chuckles and says...all that from someone who used to tell me....once is enough! I laugh, and agree, saying He created the new me....
He then tells me ...I am His masterpiece. Honestly, if anyone else had said that to me...ever...I would have scoffed, and figured it was a snow job. But in this place, at this time, with this man, it made me melt. Being His masterpiece.....that is truly EPIC!!!
hugs abby
Master is back!!! YEAH!!...so yesterday was an EPIC day, we both agreed the time seemed way too long. After the 'bear' hugs and some time to catch up a little, i was told to get naked and kneel. I actually had to be reminded to remove my undies, my head was so happy to just have Him back.
After my kneeling and 're-claiming' time, it was over His lap. I was enjoying a wonderful hand warm up, when Master wonders out loud if He could leave a hand print on my bottom. He starts concentrating on just one cheek, increasing intensity, until finally He is spanking very hard and slowly, trying to get that hand print. In beetween breathing i was looking around for a marker or something, so He could trace His hand. Finally, He decides a nice red bottom will have to do.
I can feel my 'readiness', my wetness, before Master even decides to check. He 'stirs the pot', and asks me, on a scale of 1--10 how close was i to orgasm. I say about a 5, which gives Him the green light to see how quickly He can get me closer. Let me tell you going from 5 to 10 is a whole lot quicker than from 1 to 5! As I keep Master posted on my 'progress', we get to about 9.5, when Master....stops and...
mentions the "M" word...maintenance. He reminds me that maintenance (in His opinion...which is the one that counts) has to be a hard spanking. He asks me why...so that i stay out of trouble and stay away from a punishment spanking. I hate to admit it, but it does work....UGH. Master has a wooden paddle ready, and after a few rounds He tucks me in, and and gives me..what I think and hope is a final flourish of even harder ones. When is is done, He tells me, to ask Him to finish maintenance with even harder spanks. I hate being told to ask. Master knows it takes me a minute to process His request, so He waits. I take a deep breath, and ask for the end of maintenance, with a very hard paddling. It is an EPIC ending to maintenance, i stay in place, but i am vocalizing about the pain....i don't often vocalize.
Finally, Master is rubbing and talking softly, and calming me....the calming part is temporary ;).
He needs to get me back to that 9.5, but it is quickly accomplished, only He keeps me there. Reminding me not to cum without permission....asking me if i will need more than 1 permission...until finally, finally, I hear...cum for me NOW....and I do, and do and....I have no idea how many permissions i used. I know i was loud and totally in another space, until i just gave up, and lay there, unable to move a muscle.....i did manage to look at Master and say...EPIC, that was EPIC! Master chuckles and says...all that from someone who used to tell me....once is enough! I laugh, and agree, saying He created the new me....
He then tells me ...I am His masterpiece. Honestly, if anyone else had said that to me...ever...I would have scoffed, and figured it was a snow job. But in this place, at this time, with this man, it made me melt. Being His masterpiece.....that is truly EPIC!!!
hugs abby
Sunday, May 26, 2013
"Remembering"
I have been doing a lot of 'remembering' this weekend...
Remembering all those who have served and who are serving our country. My dad had 7 brothers, all 8 if them served in WW II,,my dad lied about his age so he could enlist. They all came back, but not all are that fortunate. During college and after, I saw many friends get drafted or enlist, and as the years past, I have been to funerals of students, who did not make it back. We owe all of them so much more that just gratitude....and I include all of their families who stay behind, carry on and worry....THANK YOU ALL!
Remembering all of you in different parts of this beautiful country who are wondering what is Mother Nature doing??? It has been sunny here...cool...but no snow or heavy rains or hurricanes or falling bridges.....Great walking weather...which I have 'sort of' taken advantage of.
Prayers and healing thoughts to all of you who are suffering or have suffered a loss.
Remembering...or trying to....that Master being away does not change His expectations. I have been pretty good, but gosh I sure do miss him!
Remembering how truly blessed I am....Master, my family, my friends (including all of you)!
My oldest grand daughter calls me every Friday morning ( she is 5). This Friday she asked if I would like to hear her play a song on her little keyboard. This was something new, but of course I said yes...and started to think....hmm maybe "Twinkle Little Start" or 'London Bridge". She starts playing and I am soon astounded....she is playing "Ode to Joy" ...She gets done and asks if I know what she played...she is surprised that I do...and tells me she practiced all week to get it right for me.....that little one is amazing!
Enjoy the rest of the weekend...
hugs abby
Remembering all those who have served and who are serving our country. My dad had 7 brothers, all 8 if them served in WW II,,my dad lied about his age so he could enlist. They all came back, but not all are that fortunate. During college and after, I saw many friends get drafted or enlist, and as the years past, I have been to funerals of students, who did not make it back. We owe all of them so much more that just gratitude....and I include all of their families who stay behind, carry on and worry....THANK YOU ALL!
Remembering all of you in different parts of this beautiful country who are wondering what is Mother Nature doing??? It has been sunny here...cool...but no snow or heavy rains or hurricanes or falling bridges.....Great walking weather...which I have 'sort of' taken advantage of.
Prayers and healing thoughts to all of you who are suffering or have suffered a loss.
Remembering...or trying to....that Master being away does not change His expectations. I have been pretty good, but gosh I sure do miss him!
Remembering how truly blessed I am....Master, my family, my friends (including all of you)!
My oldest grand daughter calls me every Friday morning ( she is 5). This Friday she asked if I would like to hear her play a song on her little keyboard. This was something new, but of course I said yes...and started to think....hmm maybe "Twinkle Little Start" or 'London Bridge". She starts playing and I am soon astounded....she is playing "Ode to Joy" ...She gets done and asks if I know what she played...she is surprised that I do...and tells me she practiced all week to get it right for me.....that little one is amazing!
Enjoy the rest of the weekend...
hugs abby
Monday, May 20, 2013
How many ways can Master.......
.........have me cum for Him?? Seems it is a lot more than i ever would have imagined!
During our last play time, after my kneeling at His feet, and some chatting, i am told to lean over the ottoman and the sofa. He is going into His bag, i am very tempted to look, but i have learned a little patience. I feel the gentle swirling on my back of His horse hair flogger. I instantly sink further down, take a deep breath and totally relax. Master chuckles and says...you approve??
He then starts to swish it, increasing in tempo and strength, until my back and bottom go from pale, to pink, to a lovely warm rosy hue. He then reaches into His bag and pulls out His large leather flogger. Ahhhh......my favorite!!!!! He drags it up and down my back, bottom and legs......then He starts in with the flogging. I am about to get loss in that 'wonderful place of floating', when He stops and asks if i have ever cum from a flogging. I answer, no, and He says...could you? Now i used to answer ...i don't think so.. to this question, but i have learned that is the wrong answer. So, I reply...maybe.
He starts in with that wonderful flogger, dragging it all over my body, swishing it slowly, quickly, softly, hard, and using His voice, reminding me that i have permission to cum at anytime during the flogging, telling me He can tell how wet i am, how He cannot wait to see me cum for Him. I know i am getting close, but i need something....i spread my legs, hoping to give Him a different target. He makes me wait a bit, but then He angles to land between my legs, not too hard and just a few...but that is all it takes......i can feel myself dripping...and cuming....from a flogging. Time to add another way to that list.....this from someone who for the first part of Her life thought orgasms were for others..not her.
Master is very pleased with himself as He ponders....how can He add to that list??
Master is out of town this week, i am off to a casino day with friends tomorrow...
hugs abby
During our last play time, after my kneeling at His feet, and some chatting, i am told to lean over the ottoman and the sofa. He is going into His bag, i am very tempted to look, but i have learned a little patience. I feel the gentle swirling on my back of His horse hair flogger. I instantly sink further down, take a deep breath and totally relax. Master chuckles and says...you approve??
He then starts to swish it, increasing in tempo and strength, until my back and bottom go from pale, to pink, to a lovely warm rosy hue. He then reaches into His bag and pulls out His large leather flogger. Ahhhh......my favorite!!!!! He drags it up and down my back, bottom and legs......then He starts in with the flogging. I am about to get loss in that 'wonderful place of floating', when He stops and asks if i have ever cum from a flogging. I answer, no, and He says...could you? Now i used to answer ...i don't think so.. to this question, but i have learned that is the wrong answer. So, I reply...maybe.
He starts in with that wonderful flogger, dragging it all over my body, swishing it slowly, quickly, softly, hard, and using His voice, reminding me that i have permission to cum at anytime during the flogging, telling me He can tell how wet i am, how He cannot wait to see me cum for Him. I know i am getting close, but i need something....i spread my legs, hoping to give Him a different target. He makes me wait a bit, but then He angles to land between my legs, not too hard and just a few...but that is all it takes......i can feel myself dripping...and cuming....from a flogging. Time to add another way to that list.....this from someone who for the first part of Her life thought orgasms were for others..not her.
Master is very pleased with himself as He ponders....how can He add to that list??
Master is out of town this week, i am off to a casino day with friends tomorrow...
hugs abby
Thursday, May 16, 2013
"Not there!" *
* Sometimes i will let something slip from my mouth that gives Master a chuckle and He says...make that your next blog title. That is how this post got its title, and here is how it happened.
Monday was M/M day. That has pretty much been the rule for about 3 years now. You would think I would be used to it. There are times that i do look forward to it....not always. Both last week and this past week, i have been apprehensive, at best.
As always, we start with some naked kneeling time, we chat a little, Master is 'warming' all of me up, and always ends with my breast. He senses i am a little tense, so He concentrates on rubbing and massaging, mushing and tugging a bit. It helps..a little.
Then it is over His lap. He starts with a hand warm-up, now i am starting to relax. The feel of His hand, the warming of my bottom, His voice, the rubbing are working their magic, i let go and relax. Master announces the His belt will be used for maintenance ....i let out a small groan and start to tense up. He questions what is happening...you love my belt?? It is a true statement, I love hearing it slip through the loops, the feel of the leather...but it has been so long, that i just have doubts ....
Master decides He will not start until I ask for Him to use His belt for my maintenance spanking. ( You can all guess what i am thinking.) After some more hand spanking He reaches in to see, if 'she' is responding....of course 'she' is. He then says that he will just continue to see how wet and ready He can get me, and will not stop until I ask for maintenance. ( I am thinking....hmm ..a challenge!)
He starts off slowly, circling and rubbing and pulling, and I am starting to feel and hear my wetness. He then decides to rev things up a bit, so i am starting to pant and have to concentrate on not letting go. Master asks if I am ready to ask, i shake my head no. He reminds me that the consequence of cuming without permission will be much worse than any maintenance spanking. I still do not ask.
Master then reaches in to "that spot", the one that i seem to have no control over....NOT THERE....comes flying out of my mouth. Master , with a laugh tells me to add to those two words are on the not to be said list...as He continues. I say.....OK, you win. He stops, and says, what do you want to say....I repeat.. He wins....He starts in on that spot again....I know i have lost...so i ask for maintenance...very nicely...and ask for His belt. Master, being the gentleman that He is does not gloat....He tells me to get up and get into permission, with my bottom up and out.
He builds up slowly, and i am remembering the joy of leather, and realizing that i have not lost my tolerance. He ends with 10 extra hard ones. Then it is back over His lap, to finish what He had stirred up, and it did not take long....lol!
hugs abby
Monday was M/M day. That has pretty much been the rule for about 3 years now. You would think I would be used to it. There are times that i do look forward to it....not always. Both last week and this past week, i have been apprehensive, at best.
As always, we start with some naked kneeling time, we chat a little, Master is 'warming' all of me up, and always ends with my breast. He senses i am a little tense, so He concentrates on rubbing and massaging, mushing and tugging a bit. It helps..a little.
Then it is over His lap. He starts with a hand warm-up, now i am starting to relax. The feel of His hand, the warming of my bottom, His voice, the rubbing are working their magic, i let go and relax. Master announces the His belt will be used for maintenance ....i let out a small groan and start to tense up. He questions what is happening...you love my belt?? It is a true statement, I love hearing it slip through the loops, the feel of the leather...but it has been so long, that i just have doubts ....
Master decides He will not start until I ask for Him to use His belt for my maintenance spanking. ( You can all guess what i am thinking.) After some more hand spanking He reaches in to see, if 'she' is responding....of course 'she' is. He then says that he will just continue to see how wet and ready He can get me, and will not stop until I ask for maintenance. ( I am thinking....hmm ..a challenge!)
He starts off slowly, circling and rubbing and pulling, and I am starting to feel and hear my wetness. He then decides to rev things up a bit, so i am starting to pant and have to concentrate on not letting go. Master asks if I am ready to ask, i shake my head no. He reminds me that the consequence of cuming without permission will be much worse than any maintenance spanking. I still do not ask.
Master then reaches in to "that spot", the one that i seem to have no control over....NOT THERE....comes flying out of my mouth. Master , with a laugh tells me to add to those two words are on the not to be said list...as He continues. I say.....OK, you win. He stops, and says, what do you want to say....I repeat.. He wins....He starts in on that spot again....I know i have lost...so i ask for maintenance...very nicely...and ask for His belt. Master, being the gentleman that He is does not gloat....He tells me to get up and get into permission, with my bottom up and out.
He builds up slowly, and i am remembering the joy of leather, and realizing that i have not lost my tolerance. He ends with 10 extra hard ones. Then it is back over His lap, to finish what He had stirred up, and it did not take long....lol!
hugs abby
Monday, May 13, 2013
Catching up.....
I hope everyone who is a mom, a favorite 'auntie', a special friend, a caregiver.....had a wonderful Mother's day yesterday. I meant to get this posted sooner, but....I seem late for everything lately. I was very spoiled by my children and grandchildren, and had a great day.
I am feeling much better, I even went out shopping this morning, it has been over a month, and I did not go crazy and buy out the store!
Master and I have had a fun time with my 'little wheelie thing' I like to rave about. I remembered to look up the real name......Wartenberg wheel, it is a medical tool...not expensive, but oh......Master started using it while I was kneeling for Him, concentrating on my breast. He circled my nipples, criss-crossed them, then covered my whole breast. I was concentrating on staying still, but oh the sensations. They can be so varied as He adjusts the amount of pressure.
Once I was over His lap, He went from the back of my neck down to my feet, back up down my arms. I was so relaxed....then He says, Hmmmm wonder how 'she' would like this. He pulls apart my lips and very lightly goes over my clit, I am soon panting. I was getting so wet Master was reminding me that I did not have a permission, when He stops and tells me to get back on my knees. My turn to pleasure Him.
When I am done sucking and licking and taking Him all in, it is back over His lap. He tells me take out my big toy, one of His favorites, not necessarily mine. He tries to turn it on, and asks me if I had replaced the batteries like He told me to. Hmm, not Sir. He takes out my small toy, no vibrating there either. He pulls out my light 'frog' paddle and as he is repeating the word batteries, as He lets it fly. He is making sure I remember. (One of the reasons for my shopping trip this morning)
It is a very light paddle, and the spanking did not last long, just enough to warm up my bottom...and the rest of me. It is not long before I am needing that permission, and more...and totally spent and telling Master I need a nap. He tells me to go ahead, take one over His lap, and as I feel Him very lightly rubbing my legs and thighs and bottom, I drift off. Waking up and finding myself over Master's lap, reminds me how lucky I am!
hugs abby
I am feeling much better, I even went out shopping this morning, it has been over a month, and I did not go crazy and buy out the store!
Master and I have had a fun time with my 'little wheelie thing' I like to rave about. I remembered to look up the real name......Wartenberg wheel, it is a medical tool...not expensive, but oh......Master started using it while I was kneeling for Him, concentrating on my breast. He circled my nipples, criss-crossed them, then covered my whole breast. I was concentrating on staying still, but oh the sensations. They can be so varied as He adjusts the amount of pressure.
Once I was over His lap, He went from the back of my neck down to my feet, back up down my arms. I was so relaxed....then He says, Hmmmm wonder how 'she' would like this. He pulls apart my lips and very lightly goes over my clit, I am soon panting. I was getting so wet Master was reminding me that I did not have a permission, when He stops and tells me to get back on my knees. My turn to pleasure Him.
When I am done sucking and licking and taking Him all in, it is back over His lap. He tells me take out my big toy, one of His favorites, not necessarily mine. He tries to turn it on, and asks me if I had replaced the batteries like He told me to. Hmm, not Sir. He takes out my small toy, no vibrating there either. He pulls out my light 'frog' paddle and as he is repeating the word batteries, as He lets it fly. He is making sure I remember. (One of the reasons for my shopping trip this morning)
It is a very light paddle, and the spanking did not last long, just enough to warm up my bottom...and the rest of me. It is not long before I am needing that permission, and more...and totally spent and telling Master I need a nap. He tells me to go ahead, take one over His lap, and as I feel Him very lightly rubbing my legs and thighs and bottom, I drift off. Waking up and finding myself over Master's lap, reminds me how lucky I am!
hugs abby
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Master's wish list
On Monday, Master decided it was time to get back to maintenance. I wasn't so sure, it had been over a month since my last maintenance, and to Master, maintenance equals a hard spanking.
Master could tell I was a little...reticent....He reminded me to trust Him and He had a wish list for the afternoon. Now that was something new....hmmm...We started with my naked kneeling, relaxing me, re-claiming me, getting my head where it needed to be.
First on the list, maintenance, a hard paddling. I climb over Master's lap, for a long hand warm-up, with lots of rubbing. Then i feel something, cool, hard and long. Master's tell me to count to 25. I say 1 after the first, He stops and waits, finally I remember to add Sir. He is still waiting, and says, what else....Thank You Sir....I finally get it all said. We get to 25, they are fairly quick, and although i do squirm a little they are easy to adjust to. After more rubbing, just as i am relaxing, I hear...next 25, count these also. I look up and say.....25 more???. He gives me a look...sweetie we are just starting. The next 25 are quickly over, and after more rubbing, Master announces the next ones will be harder..and of course they are. Master now says, the last 25 will be hard ones, I groan. He tells me I can fight them...that would be foolish, or i an accept them, or even better i can embrace them, and let them get me to a better place. I do not have to count these. They are much harder, and after the first few, I do just submit and accept....Finally he is back to rubbing and telling me how well i did, and isn't it a good thing He did not tell me before He started that i would be getting 100....i certainly agreed.
Master is enjoying my warm, red bottom and i am getting into the totally relaxed mode, and starting to squirm, urging Him on. He says, wish list time.....number 2 is you pleasuring me. He never has to ask twice, I am up and between His knees, releasing His lovely cock, and concentrate on Master's second wish. Making this wish come true is my pleasure!
Next on that list is a good hard fuc***** for me. I kneel head down , bottom up and Master rubs and massages and enjoys my wetness, before He starts in to make this wish a reality, It has been a long time, so I am soon spent and sated.
Master comes over and lies next to me.....4th on my list, is laying next to You having you in your safe spot....under His chin, on His hairy chest....and just relaxing and enjoying each other. Neither one of us is anxious to move, so we just relax and enjoy.
Master's wish list has been fulfilled, and I must say, it was a pleasure!
hugs abby
Master could tell I was a little...reticent....He reminded me to trust Him and He had a wish list for the afternoon. Now that was something new....hmmm...We started with my naked kneeling, relaxing me, re-claiming me, getting my head where it needed to be.
First on the list, maintenance, a hard paddling. I climb over Master's lap, for a long hand warm-up, with lots of rubbing. Then i feel something, cool, hard and long. Master's tell me to count to 25. I say 1 after the first, He stops and waits, finally I remember to add Sir. He is still waiting, and says, what else....Thank You Sir....I finally get it all said. We get to 25, they are fairly quick, and although i do squirm a little they are easy to adjust to. After more rubbing, just as i am relaxing, I hear...next 25, count these also. I look up and say.....25 more???. He gives me a look...sweetie we are just starting. The next 25 are quickly over, and after more rubbing, Master announces the next ones will be harder..and of course they are. Master now says, the last 25 will be hard ones, I groan. He tells me I can fight them...that would be foolish, or i an accept them, or even better i can embrace them, and let them get me to a better place. I do not have to count these. They are much harder, and after the first few, I do just submit and accept....Finally he is back to rubbing and telling me how well i did, and isn't it a good thing He did not tell me before He started that i would be getting 100....i certainly agreed.
Master is enjoying my warm, red bottom and i am getting into the totally relaxed mode, and starting to squirm, urging Him on. He says, wish list time.....number 2 is you pleasuring me. He never has to ask twice, I am up and between His knees, releasing His lovely cock, and concentrate on Master's second wish. Making this wish come true is my pleasure!
Next on that list is a good hard fuc***** for me. I kneel head down , bottom up and Master rubs and massages and enjoys my wetness, before He starts in to make this wish a reality, It has been a long time, so I am soon spent and sated.
Master comes over and lies next to me.....4th on my list, is laying next to You having you in your safe spot....under His chin, on His hairy chest....and just relaxing and enjoying each other. Neither one of us is anxious to move, so we just relax and enjoy.
Master's wish list has been fulfilled, and I must say, it was a pleasure!
hugs abby
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Subtle Dominance
We just had a week of sunshine and warmth, for these parts that is truly a gift. I have managed a walk outside every day, going a little further each day.
I was thinking on my walk yesterday about Master...no surprise there! I was thinking about how He manages to slip in His control when I am least expecting it. Maybe I am noticing it more lately because our active play has been so curtailed. Some examples of what I am talking about...
....While i was over His lap last week and we were discussing my health...and the next steps that will occur, He suddenly says, I want you to discuss any decisions with me before you make them. Do not just automatically agree to whatever the doctor suggests. I looked at Him, and He said," I mean it". I was in a state of ...what did He just say....but I said, Yes Sir. I never expected Him to extend his dominance in that way, not sure why I did not, but I did not. Later, while I was thinking about it...I realized
......had this happened 30 or 20 or even 10 years ago my response would have been so different. Something along the lines........Have you not heard, my body , my choices! I get to decide...and so on. What has changed me so much...well meeting Master and traveling the road that has shaped our relationship for one thing, of course. But is is more, it is that I so trust Him, I know, He wants to care for and protect me, that all of His decisions are based on what is best for me...for Us.
Another example, was last week. Master and I met for breakfast. We went to a diner type place. I ordered french toast, He ordered eggs, bacon, home fries, toast. The waitress was re-filling our drinks and returned to put some syrup on the table, Master asked if they had sugar free, and she went to get it, replacing the one on the table. At the time I thought...good for Master, for health reasons, He has to watch His sugar intake, so I was happy to see He was doing that. Then our meals are delivered and it suddenly dawned on me.....He had nothing on His plate that required syrup, I had french toast. At that moment I looked up at Him, He kind of chuckled and asked if I had ever tried the sugar free...I had, and said it wasn't bad and He added...better for you.
...again back when, I probably would have nicely asked the waitress to return the regular syrup, since that was my choice. Now, I smile and think, it is nice having someone to look out for me.
I have not been sleeping all that well. Last night Master told me to click my ankle cuffs together. I wear the cuffs to bed, I love the feel, the smell, the instant reminder when I wake up that I am His. Occasionally I will be told to click either the wrist or the ankle ones together..I prefer the ankle ones, it seems to be easier for me to get comfy and not struggle when I wake up. I was to leave them on until they were uncomfortable, or if I had to get up a few times...
This morning, Master's first question was how long did they last....my reply...all night and I slept better than I have in a while......."No surprise here"...was His reply.
Subtle dominance, even in my sleep.
Have a great week all..
hugs abby
I was thinking on my walk yesterday about Master...no surprise there! I was thinking about how He manages to slip in His control when I am least expecting it. Maybe I am noticing it more lately because our active play has been so curtailed. Some examples of what I am talking about...
....While i was over His lap last week and we were discussing my health...and the next steps that will occur, He suddenly says, I want you to discuss any decisions with me before you make them. Do not just automatically agree to whatever the doctor suggests. I looked at Him, and He said," I mean it". I was in a state of ...what did He just say....but I said, Yes Sir. I never expected Him to extend his dominance in that way, not sure why I did not, but I did not. Later, while I was thinking about it...I realized
......had this happened 30 or 20 or even 10 years ago my response would have been so different. Something along the lines........Have you not heard, my body , my choices! I get to decide...and so on. What has changed me so much...well meeting Master and traveling the road that has shaped our relationship for one thing, of course. But is is more, it is that I so trust Him, I know, He wants to care for and protect me, that all of His decisions are based on what is best for me...for Us.
Another example, was last week. Master and I met for breakfast. We went to a diner type place. I ordered french toast, He ordered eggs, bacon, home fries, toast. The waitress was re-filling our drinks and returned to put some syrup on the table, Master asked if they had sugar free, and she went to get it, replacing the one on the table. At the time I thought...good for Master, for health reasons, He has to watch His sugar intake, so I was happy to see He was doing that. Then our meals are delivered and it suddenly dawned on me.....He had nothing on His plate that required syrup, I had french toast. At that moment I looked up at Him, He kind of chuckled and asked if I had ever tried the sugar free...I had, and said it wasn't bad and He added...better for you.
...again back when, I probably would have nicely asked the waitress to return the regular syrup, since that was my choice. Now, I smile and think, it is nice having someone to look out for me.
I have not been sleeping all that well. Last night Master told me to click my ankle cuffs together. I wear the cuffs to bed, I love the feel, the smell, the instant reminder when I wake up that I am His. Occasionally I will be told to click either the wrist or the ankle ones together..I prefer the ankle ones, it seems to be easier for me to get comfy and not struggle when I wake up. I was to leave them on until they were uncomfortable, or if I had to get up a few times...
This morning, Master's first question was how long did they last....my reply...all night and I slept better than I have in a while......."No surprise here"...was His reply.
Subtle dominance, even in my sleep.
Have a great week all..
hugs abby
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Back to normal...
Well not really, but I can at least feel myself getting there! My energy runs out quickly, and my appetite is iffy, but I am sure both of those will return. I just got back from Master treating me to breakfast...a great way to start the day.
And...after a more than a 3 week lapse....i got spanked. I let Master know that i was ready, we took it slowly, and it was.....wonderful! Of course we started out with my naked kneeling, Master gently rubbing and massaging every part of me, gently tugging and circling my nipples, it put me back where i have been wanting to go. After He helped me up, and helped me over His lap...i am still moving somewhat slowly and gingerly, i was treated to a wonderfully long hand spanking. He started slowly, with lots of rubbing, and was listening to see how i was responding....finally He laughed and said, it has been a long time since I have seen you so relaxed!
Each set was a little stronger and longer, and when He started to concentrate on one spot, I started to wish He would move on...and He did. Of course, He had to check if my pussy was responding,,,,I said something about it being rusty, which caused Him to laugh. He remarked if it wasn't rusty when He first met me, it certainly wasn't now....and He was right! Just as i was beginning to think, i was getting close to permission time, He stops and says, 'Me first'.
I think i let out a little groan. He helped to get me up and kneeling, and the taste of my Master brought me to a place where all is right.
Then it was my turn, back over His lap, it felt sooo good, i wanted to hang on as long as possible...finally, I asked for permission...NOW!..after a chuckle it was granted. One release followed by another, and another....nothing had been permanently broken...LOL.
It was just what i needed to spur me on to continue my fight to get totally better. Master asked this morning, if i felt it was too much, or if i was concerned about that first reconnect. Not a bit, He knows me so well, and I so trust Him , I knew He would know to get me to that special place....I was right!
On a side note, i have lost the 15 pounds i gained in the hospital, and a bit more....in fact i am below my most recent goal. Master has decided He wants me to stay at that level...no more than 2 pounds below where i was on Monday, and to not go ever my goal....it seems that no more than 2 pounds below is going to be more of a challenge...who ever thought i would be saying that???
Lastly, for now,,,a great big THANK YOU to all of you, my cyber friends. For the words of concern and encouragement, the positive whammies and thoughts, they helped me to heal and to keep my spirits up!
hugs abby
And...after a more than a 3 week lapse....i got spanked. I let Master know that i was ready, we took it slowly, and it was.....wonderful! Of course we started out with my naked kneeling, Master gently rubbing and massaging every part of me, gently tugging and circling my nipples, it put me back where i have been wanting to go. After He helped me up, and helped me over His lap...i am still moving somewhat slowly and gingerly, i was treated to a wonderfully long hand spanking. He started slowly, with lots of rubbing, and was listening to see how i was responding....finally He laughed and said, it has been a long time since I have seen you so relaxed!
Each set was a little stronger and longer, and when He started to concentrate on one spot, I started to wish He would move on...and He did. Of course, He had to check if my pussy was responding,,,,I said something about it being rusty, which caused Him to laugh. He remarked if it wasn't rusty when He first met me, it certainly wasn't now....and He was right! Just as i was beginning to think, i was getting close to permission time, He stops and says, 'Me first'.
I think i let out a little groan. He helped to get me up and kneeling, and the taste of my Master brought me to a place where all is right.
Then it was my turn, back over His lap, it felt sooo good, i wanted to hang on as long as possible...finally, I asked for permission...NOW!..after a chuckle it was granted. One release followed by another, and another....nothing had been permanently broken...LOL.
It was just what i needed to spur me on to continue my fight to get totally better. Master asked this morning, if i felt it was too much, or if i was concerned about that first reconnect. Not a bit, He knows me so well, and I so trust Him , I knew He would know to get me to that special place....I was right!
On a side note, i have lost the 15 pounds i gained in the hospital, and a bit more....in fact i am below my most recent goal. Master has decided He wants me to stay at that level...no more than 2 pounds below where i was on Monday, and to not go ever my goal....it seems that no more than 2 pounds below is going to be more of a challenge...who ever thought i would be saying that???
Lastly, for now,,,a great big THANK YOU to all of you, my cyber friends. For the words of concern and encouragement, the positive whammies and thoughts, they helped me to heal and to keep my spirits up!
hugs abby
Friday, April 26, 2013
A post at Master's request
I am still recuperating, this was mostly a week of fairly good days, with a couple of really bad ones that were scary. I am feeling more like myself than i have in a long time. I am taking that as a sign that i will soon be back to normal...although normal is a relative term.
When in the hospital, i was pretty much on pain meds on demand, which i rarely asked for, the main topic of discussion seemed to be my high tolerance for pain....I just kept shaking my head, saying i never thought my tolerance was high...
The second day i was home, i weighed myself...expecting to see that all the pain and suffering was worth at least a few pounds. I gained 15 pounds..I could not believe it. I had nothing by mouth for 5 days, and no appetite when i was finally given the green light to eat. Those IV's might look like clear fluids, but they sure must pack a lot of calories. I have loss that 15 and more, still waiting for my appetite to make an appearance.
Master has been a good cheerleader. Encouraging me on the bad days, and reminding me that i am still His, on my good days. I am having a good day today, but decided not to send Master my good morning text, lunch time reminder, or a call....i just felt like...what's the point. A short while ago, Master contacted me...the point is, i am His, He has certain expectations, He is still in charge. I was told to get my small plug, wear it for 30 minutes, and during that time to write a blog entry and post it....so here it is. And, yes, i feel like Master has pulled me back into His safety net.
Looks like spring has finally arrived to these parts, I am hoping to get dressed and at least sit out a bit this weekend....hope it is a sunshiny one for all of you.
hugs abby
When in the hospital, i was pretty much on pain meds on demand, which i rarely asked for, the main topic of discussion seemed to be my high tolerance for pain....I just kept shaking my head, saying i never thought my tolerance was high...
The second day i was home, i weighed myself...expecting to see that all the pain and suffering was worth at least a few pounds. I gained 15 pounds..I could not believe it. I had nothing by mouth for 5 days, and no appetite when i was finally given the green light to eat. Those IV's might look like clear fluids, but they sure must pack a lot of calories. I have loss that 15 and more, still waiting for my appetite to make an appearance.
Master has been a good cheerleader. Encouraging me on the bad days, and reminding me that i am still His, on my good days. I am having a good day today, but decided not to send Master my good morning text, lunch time reminder, or a call....i just felt like...what's the point. A short while ago, Master contacted me...the point is, i am His, He has certain expectations, He is still in charge. I was told to get my small plug, wear it for 30 minutes, and during that time to write a blog entry and post it....so here it is. And, yes, i feel like Master has pulled me back into His safety net.
Looks like spring has finally arrived to these parts, I am hoping to get dressed and at least sit out a bit this weekend....hope it is a sunshiny one for all of you.
hugs abby
Friday, April 19, 2013
Update
First, i would like to thank everyone for their well wishes and prayers. I was hoping to thank everyone individually, but have not had the energy. I have not been around, but i have been missing you all and thinking of you.
I was in the hospital for 7 days, surgery and lots of procedures and not a whole lot of fun. Although I was lucky enough to have the best nurses around...all of them were awesome. I came home on Monday, to return to the ER on Wednesday, after suffering through a very bad day. I am home again and doing much better, but still have some recovering to do.
My plan is to at least get somewhat caught up on what all of you have been up to...it has to be better than my past week.
hugs abby
I was in the hospital for 7 days, surgery and lots of procedures and not a whole lot of fun. Although I was lucky enough to have the best nurses around...all of them were awesome. I came home on Monday, to return to the ER on Wednesday, after suffering through a very bad day. I am home again and doing much better, but still have some recovering to do.
My plan is to at least get somewhat caught up on what all of you have been up to...it has to be better than my past week.
hugs abby
Saturday, April 13, 2013
The Unexpected
Life is full of unexpected events...some wonderful, some not so much.
This week I had a not so much one.
Monday morning I was up early, getting dressed, I had jury duty. I was not thrilled about it, but willing to go. I felt some lite cramping, and thought, wonder if they would accpt this as an excuse to not attend. Be careful what you wish for!
Within an hour, I was experiencing the worst pain ever, including the birth of three children! It was excrutiating. I called my daughter, telling her I needed to get to a hospital, where I am now. I had surgery Tuesday evening, and am still recovery, will be here a few more days.
To make a long story short, I had what my surgeon called, a case I see myabe once a year, maybe less....figures. A gall bladder stone was blocking my colon. That has been remedied, but in another 6/8 weeks I will need more surgery for the gall bladder.
Which all leads to very little 'kink' to post on for quite a while. I am not sure if I will continue to blog, but I will continue to keep up with all of you. I am behind, but hope to catch up soon.
Hoping my recovery speeds up soon!!!
hugs, abby
This week I had a not so much one.
Monday morning I was up early, getting dressed, I had jury duty. I was not thrilled about it, but willing to go. I felt some lite cramping, and thought, wonder if they would accpt this as an excuse to not attend. Be careful what you wish for!
Within an hour, I was experiencing the worst pain ever, including the birth of three children! It was excrutiating. I called my daughter, telling her I needed to get to a hospital, where I am now. I had surgery Tuesday evening, and am still recovery, will be here a few more days.
To make a long story short, I had what my surgeon called, a case I see myabe once a year, maybe less....figures. A gall bladder stone was blocking my colon. That has been remedied, but in another 6/8 weeks I will need more surgery for the gall bladder.
Which all leads to very little 'kink' to post on for quite a while. I am not sure if I will continue to blog, but I will continue to keep up with all of you. I am behind, but hope to catch up soon.
Hoping my recovery speeds up soon!!!
hugs, abby
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