Nothing is better than when I call Master to remind Him that it is lunch time...and I hear...lunch???, I am thinking it is play time! Also, as He reminded me..I have a baseball bet to pay off.
Yes, sadly my boys let me down last weekend. The Sox lost the series to the Yanks...I had put up a play session with the spanko dice game that we have, He put up all wood session...Yesterday I was given the task of recording the scores of each of the games in the series. When I looked them up, they were a lot of runs scored..ut oh.
When I walked in today, I saw 4 paddles in a line on the ottoman...small hairbrush paddle, a medium wooden paddle with holes, a larger heavier one, and the Winnie the Pooh paddle.
The middle two made me groan, and Master chuckle.
After lots of hugs ( I had a bad day yesterday, over thinking my future surgery) Master had me kneeling, as He both claimed and calmed me. He decided we would blend my dice game hope with His winning all wood session. The man is creative! There are 3 dice in the dice game, one that has numbers from 1--30, one that has maybe 12 different positions, we would use each of those....the one we did not use has different 'toys' on the facets. We would be using the four paddles.
As Master kindly gave me a hand warm-up, He explained the 'rules'. Since the Yanks scored 14 more runs that the Sox I would roll the dice 14 times. That would decide the number of swats and the position. The paddles would be used in the order that were placed on the ottoman. At this point the hand warm-up stops and He concentrates on how wet He can get me...He continues, that since He is feeling generous He will give me 2 passes, where I can skip that roll of dice...so I will get spanked 12 times. He warns me not to use up my passes too quickly, since I may regret that at the end. And just to make it more interesting,,,,on my passes, He will play with my pussy until I am on the edge of cumming before we continue. Do you have all that...He is an engineer..what can I say??
The game starts, the spanking gods are with me on my first four rolls...I get a 4 with the heaviest paddle and a 12 for the paddle with holes...the largest number was 20. I am grinning, Master is shaking His head. On the second round I roll a 29 for the paddle with holes, I pass. Mater reminds me it is early, but that is a lot with a paddle that is very ouchy. So He get to see how close to cumming He can get me...very close. When I roll for the heavy paddle, I heave a sigh of relief...2 :), I don't to use my second pass!!!
Round three and I use my last pass on the 29 with the heavy paddle...I have chosen wisely;). I am back over Master's lap, and I am dripping...the last 3 rolls are all in the teens, my bottom is read and sore....but it could have been so much worse!!!! After the last roll and spanking, Master tells me to kneel and show Him how much fun I had....He remarks how enthusiastic I have become to pleasing Him....I have grown to love it....
Then I am back over Master's lap, where I am so wet, He decides that most of His fist will be used.....the timing is good, I am relaxed and wet, and I am soon, shaking and moaning, and needing permissions. As I come back to the real world Master is rubbing and talking softly and telling me how proud He is of me. How far I have come, in so many ways, and how much further He plans on taking me.
The Sox and the Yanks get another go at it before the season is over....Master says if my boys do not let me down again....we can play the dice game with an all leather theme....now that is something to look forward to!!!
Have a great last weekend of summer....
hugs abby
Friday, August 30, 2013
Monday, August 26, 2013
Connected!
Master and i had lunch time together today, only we forgot to eat...LOL!
I always worry when i have been away for a while that it will be awkward or difficult to get back to where we were....foolish me, all it takes is one of His big bear hugs and to see the happy grin on His face...and i know i am back where i belong.
We both agreed that 3 weeks is way too long, although it seemed like a good plan at the time. We both said at the same time, that after 2 weeks it is just too long even though we do stay in daily contact. My hat is off to those of you who are in long distance relationships, it is so hard.
I bought a gift for Master, when my sister and I were exploring shops. They had paddle ball games...in the colors of the baseball teams, and their logos on the paddle. I hesitated, they were not the light wood ones, but more like a polished lexan...so I knew it would pack a sting.
Then I had to decide...Red Sox or Yankee's....since it was a gift for Master I decided Yankee. He loves it ( of course)...I told Him He could only use it when the Yanks lost to the Sox....you can guess what He used for maintenance today.
Then I was cuffed, kneeling, and being re-claimed. I was ( mostly) good and Master was pleased. Then i climbed over His lap, my favorite place to be. Master said, "we have 3 weeks of maintenance to make up for",...I quickly reminded Him of the 4 days of maintenance before I left....He sort of remembered.
Since it has been 3 weeks, Master started off with a long hand spanking, with lots of rubbing, i was so relaxed and content, i was melting into His lap. Then i feel the sting of Master's new paddle, He did start of fairly lightly, but increased the sting with each set. Master then announced that it is time for maintenance, i reply that i thought that is what He had been up to....but He tucks me in, and reminds me that maintenance is a hard spanking to remind me that i do not want a harder one.
When He is done, He tells me to get up and walk to the sliding glass door. I hesitate, He tells me to walk....i do, slowly...and tells me to face the outside (it is a back yard surrounded mostly by bushes). but this is something new. He tells me to squish my breast against the glass, put my hands behind me and stay still. He then asks me if i remember the text He went me about the ocean and my boob. Ut oh,,,I do. Master will often send me a quick task when I am away, sometimes it is to send Him a picture, or collect a shell on the beach or...this time I got a text saying to flash a boob to the ocean. I sent Him a....You are funny! LOL...reply, and heard nothing. I had forgotten the whole thing til I was against that glass. He reminded me that the reply He always wants is...Yes Sir. He knows He is pushing me into a new place, and He will continue to push.....do I understand...I do.
Then i get to show Master how much i missed Him...His taste and musky scent...I am licking and sucking and groaning...and getting so wet!
Then Master concentrates on me....I would attempt to describe my reaction, but it is a big blur....a magnificent welcome home...the kind where i wonder who that girl was, and how does He do that to me....it was....over whelming to say the least.
This man that i call Master, has helped me to see a me what i never thought possible, a me that i had buried deep, and protected with heavy walls that were supposed to be permanent. IT did not happen overnight, or even over a couple of years....but He never gave up, He made me believe, He helped me to trust......He led me to finally finding and accepting me...
hugs abby
I always worry when i have been away for a while that it will be awkward or difficult to get back to where we were....foolish me, all it takes is one of His big bear hugs and to see the happy grin on His face...and i know i am back where i belong.
We both agreed that 3 weeks is way too long, although it seemed like a good plan at the time. We both said at the same time, that after 2 weeks it is just too long even though we do stay in daily contact. My hat is off to those of you who are in long distance relationships, it is so hard.
I bought a gift for Master, when my sister and I were exploring shops. They had paddle ball games...in the colors of the baseball teams, and their logos on the paddle. I hesitated, they were not the light wood ones, but more like a polished lexan...so I knew it would pack a sting.
Then I had to decide...Red Sox or Yankee's....since it was a gift for Master I decided Yankee. He loves it ( of course)...I told Him He could only use it when the Yanks lost to the Sox....you can guess what He used for maintenance today.
Then I was cuffed, kneeling, and being re-claimed. I was ( mostly) good and Master was pleased. Then i climbed over His lap, my favorite place to be. Master said, "we have 3 weeks of maintenance to make up for",...I quickly reminded Him of the 4 days of maintenance before I left....He sort of remembered.
Since it has been 3 weeks, Master started off with a long hand spanking, with lots of rubbing, i was so relaxed and content, i was melting into His lap. Then i feel the sting of Master's new paddle, He did start of fairly lightly, but increased the sting with each set. Master then announced that it is time for maintenance, i reply that i thought that is what He had been up to....but He tucks me in, and reminds me that maintenance is a hard spanking to remind me that i do not want a harder one.
When He is done, He tells me to get up and walk to the sliding glass door. I hesitate, He tells me to walk....i do, slowly...and tells me to face the outside (it is a back yard surrounded mostly by bushes). but this is something new. He tells me to squish my breast against the glass, put my hands behind me and stay still. He then asks me if i remember the text He went me about the ocean and my boob. Ut oh,,,I do. Master will often send me a quick task when I am away, sometimes it is to send Him a picture, or collect a shell on the beach or...this time I got a text saying to flash a boob to the ocean. I sent Him a....You are funny! LOL...reply, and heard nothing. I had forgotten the whole thing til I was against that glass. He reminded me that the reply He always wants is...Yes Sir. He knows He is pushing me into a new place, and He will continue to push.....do I understand...I do.
Then i get to show Master how much i missed Him...His taste and musky scent...I am licking and sucking and groaning...and getting so wet!
Then Master concentrates on me....I would attempt to describe my reaction, but it is a big blur....a magnificent welcome home...the kind where i wonder who that girl was, and how does He do that to me....it was....over whelming to say the least.
This man that i call Master, has helped me to see a me what i never thought possible, a me that i had buried deep, and protected with heavy walls that were supposed to be permanent. IT did not happen overnight, or even over a couple of years....but He never gave up, He made me believe, He helped me to trust......He led me to finally finding and accepting me...
hugs abby
Sunday, August 25, 2013
A quick hello..I am back!
I should be unpacking, getting some laundry done, paying bills...etc. But I missed you all, so I am taking a minute to say hello, i have returned from my extended vacation.
My 'sisters vacation' started off great, then I got sick....all nite in the bathroom sick, and not from any fun stuff....big YUCK!! We had a family BBQ the day before i left, and just about everyone there got this 24 hour bug. It was not food poisoning since some got it after a day, and some after a week. My sister and I enjoyed our time together, and hope to do it again!
My time with my mom was bittersweet. She is getting frailer, but still has some spunk. WE talked a lot, looked at old ...and new pictures....and took a few outings to see people she has not seen in a while. When my 4 grands arrived they all had great big hugs for 'grand-memere', and the smile on her face matched theirs.
The last 10 days were spent with my kids and grands. The weather was great, so we had lots of beach time, introduced the two 'older' girls to the fun of a camping overnight, had a birthday party at an amusement/water park, went to a zoo, ate lots of delicious seafood...and made lots of long lasting memories. We are a fortunate family.
The only downside, its been a long three weeks missing Master. We have been in touch constantly, and i managed to mostly stay on His good girl list.
I hope to catch up with all of you over the next couple days...it is good to be back!
hugs abby
My 'sisters vacation' started off great, then I got sick....all nite in the bathroom sick, and not from any fun stuff....big YUCK!! We had a family BBQ the day before i left, and just about everyone there got this 24 hour bug. It was not food poisoning since some got it after a day, and some after a week. My sister and I enjoyed our time together, and hope to do it again!
My time with my mom was bittersweet. She is getting frailer, but still has some spunk. WE talked a lot, looked at old ...and new pictures....and took a few outings to see people she has not seen in a while. When my 4 grands arrived they all had great big hugs for 'grand-memere', and the smile on her face matched theirs.
The last 10 days were spent with my kids and grands. The weather was great, so we had lots of beach time, introduced the two 'older' girls to the fun of a camping overnight, had a birthday party at an amusement/water park, went to a zoo, ate lots of delicious seafood...and made lots of long lasting memories. We are a fortunate family.
The only downside, its been a long three weeks missing Master. We have been in touch constantly, and i managed to mostly stay on His good girl list.
I hope to catch up with all of you over the next couple days...it is good to be back!
hugs abby
Friday, August 2, 2013
A month's worth of maintenance...
I have survived...altho i am sitting on a sore bottom (a nice kind of sore)...getting a maintenance spanking 4 days in a row...and that is a record of days in a row spanked!
The first three days all followed the same formula....100 with the little, but heavy, green paddle, in sets of 20...the last 20 being the hardest. Yes the effect was cumulative, but i was not dreading each day, i knew Master was doing this for me. ( and we did manage some permissions after each session:).
Today started with one of Master's lectures...on ways to stay on track while you are away...and the consequences of not doing so. He informed me that if i owe Him a tax, it will be a basement event. I argued that was not the original plan...you can all guess how far i got..yeah.
Today's maintenance was in sets of 10...very hard ones. I had to thank Him after each one for a couple sets, then after each set. After 90, i was told to get on my knees, so i remember my Master's scent and taste....Then it was back over His lap for the last 10...the hardest of all week. Master wants me to recall all of my spankings this week, use the memory to help keep my 'voices' at bay....they seem to like to travel with me.
I am determined to not disappoint Master,,,He deserves my best. So I do have a plan, and it includes returning with my good girl status still intact.
I leave tomorrow for a day at my daughters, then on Sunday i meet up with my sister. We have been talking about this trip for 2 years, and then complications set in , and until last week we were not sure we could make it work. But we were very determined, and plan on a great time..we rarely get just 'us' time. Then i will go stay with my son's family, then off for some time with my mom before we all meet up for the 4 generation week at the beach. I will be away for 3 weeks, i plan on checking in on all of you occasionally, and hope to get a couple quick posts done as i change locations.
hugs abby
The first three days all followed the same formula....100 with the little, but heavy, green paddle, in sets of 20...the last 20 being the hardest. Yes the effect was cumulative, but i was not dreading each day, i knew Master was doing this for me. ( and we did manage some permissions after each session:).
Today started with one of Master's lectures...on ways to stay on track while you are away...and the consequences of not doing so. He informed me that if i owe Him a tax, it will be a basement event. I argued that was not the original plan...you can all guess how far i got..yeah.
Today's maintenance was in sets of 10...very hard ones. I had to thank Him after each one for a couple sets, then after each set. After 90, i was told to get on my knees, so i remember my Master's scent and taste....Then it was back over His lap for the last 10...the hardest of all week. Master wants me to recall all of my spankings this week, use the memory to help keep my 'voices' at bay....they seem to like to travel with me.
I am determined to not disappoint Master,,,He deserves my best. So I do have a plan, and it includes returning with my good girl status still intact.
I leave tomorrow for a day at my daughters, then on Sunday i meet up with my sister. We have been talking about this trip for 2 years, and then complications set in , and until last week we were not sure we could make it work. But we were very determined, and plan on a great time..we rarely get just 'us' time. Then i will go stay with my son's family, then off for some time with my mom before we all meet up for the 4 generation week at the beach. I will be away for 3 weeks, i plan on checking in on all of you occasionally, and hope to get a couple quick posts done as i change locations.
hugs abby
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Maintenance and a 'tax free' trip!
Maintenance was moved to Tuesday this week. So i guess it was M/T day,,,just doesn't have the same ring as M/M.
I went to Master this morning, thinking it would be good to get it over with....i was in for a surprise. We did the usual, kneeling and claiming time, then over His knee for a hand warm-up, then a hard paddling....it seemed to last a long time...at least from my perspective! He slowed down for the last 20, and made sure I would remember them. Just as I am thinking, glad that is over, Master announces, you will be getting that same spanking every day this week.
I look at Him to see if maybe He is laughing at His little joke...he is not. He adds, I am sure they will be cumulative and the ache will last a while. So while you are away, you will remember that you are not missing maintenance, it just happened early. I am sure you will be thinking of me on your drive Saturday.
Yes, i am getting ready to go on an extended trip. As those of you who have been reading here for a while know, I am 'taxed' on my trips lasting longer than a week. My grandchildren are in 2 different states, and i had developed the habit of visiting them for 2/3 weeks at a time. Master understood the need for my 'grandma time', but he also knew that I returned, less submissive, my head in a totally different place....there were even times, i totally gave up on most of my rules. It was not good for us.
So Master decided that i would get 1 week (10 days actually) tax free, the second week there would be a tax of 3 swats for every day i was gone...5 swats a day for the third week, if there ever was a fourth week 10 a day. I was not all that pleased, but i did trust that He was doing it for us.
Since the imposition of the tax, I have had to pay up only once, and i believe it was 15 swats. I have stayed withing the trip minimum, and honestly it has worked out fine.
This year has been one of those years ...i had to cancel 2 trips to see my mom because of family emergencies, i had unexpected surgery in April and another second surgery planned for the beginning of September.
My sister and I have been planning on a 'sister only' trip for the beginning of August for a year now. We did one 3 years ago for my birthday and it was terrific. This one is for her birthday and she wants to go to Atlantic City....the trip is a go, and we will be there for 4 days next week. We are so excited, i have several surprises planned for her, It is a special blessing to have a sister who is also a best friend
I was thinking and wanted to stop and see my son on my way home...and that i really also should spend some time with my mom after that. The third week is August is the yearly 4 generation time at the beach. So when i talked over my plans with Master, He understood my reasoning...that is when I asked for it to be a tax free trip.
He agreed BUT....i expected some kind of but...i had to be sure to keep up with all of my rules and His expectations EVERY SINGLE DAY....if i do not, the trip will be taxed at the regular rate. Knowing that He only wants what is best for us, i agreed.
All of this to explain why Master has decided that i will be getting a maintenance spanking every day this week. I am not excited at the prospect, it will be a first, spankings 4 days in a row.....so stay tuned....i will keep you posted on how me and my bottom are faring.
hugs abby
I went to Master this morning, thinking it would be good to get it over with....i was in for a surprise. We did the usual, kneeling and claiming time, then over His knee for a hand warm-up, then a hard paddling....it seemed to last a long time...at least from my perspective! He slowed down for the last 20, and made sure I would remember them. Just as I am thinking, glad that is over, Master announces, you will be getting that same spanking every day this week.
I look at Him to see if maybe He is laughing at His little joke...he is not. He adds, I am sure they will be cumulative and the ache will last a while. So while you are away, you will remember that you are not missing maintenance, it just happened early. I am sure you will be thinking of me on your drive Saturday.
Yes, i am getting ready to go on an extended trip. As those of you who have been reading here for a while know, I am 'taxed' on my trips lasting longer than a week. My grandchildren are in 2 different states, and i had developed the habit of visiting them for 2/3 weeks at a time. Master understood the need for my 'grandma time', but he also knew that I returned, less submissive, my head in a totally different place....there were even times, i totally gave up on most of my rules. It was not good for us.
So Master decided that i would get 1 week (10 days actually) tax free, the second week there would be a tax of 3 swats for every day i was gone...5 swats a day for the third week, if there ever was a fourth week 10 a day. I was not all that pleased, but i did trust that He was doing it for us.
Since the imposition of the tax, I have had to pay up only once, and i believe it was 15 swats. I have stayed withing the trip minimum, and honestly it has worked out fine.
This year has been one of those years ...i had to cancel 2 trips to see my mom because of family emergencies, i had unexpected surgery in April and another second surgery planned for the beginning of September.
My sister and I have been planning on a 'sister only' trip for the beginning of August for a year now. We did one 3 years ago for my birthday and it was terrific. This one is for her birthday and she wants to go to Atlantic City....the trip is a go, and we will be there for 4 days next week. We are so excited, i have several surprises planned for her, It is a special blessing to have a sister who is also a best friend
I was thinking and wanted to stop and see my son on my way home...and that i really also should spend some time with my mom after that. The third week is August is the yearly 4 generation time at the beach. So when i talked over my plans with Master, He understood my reasoning...that is when I asked for it to be a tax free trip.
He agreed BUT....i expected some kind of but...i had to be sure to keep up with all of my rules and His expectations EVERY SINGLE DAY....if i do not, the trip will be taxed at the regular rate. Knowing that He only wants what is best for us, i agreed.
All of this to explain why Master has decided that i will be getting a maintenance spanking every day this week. I am not excited at the prospect, it will be a first, spankings 4 days in a row.....so stay tuned....i will keep you posted on how me and my bottom are faring.
hugs abby
Friday, July 26, 2013
Filled to the max*
*that is my title..Master's idea was all orifices filled
So, you have some idea on how i spent my afternoon...:), let's start at the beginning...
When Master and i were chatting earlier this week, He mentioned that as long as i was not in trouble, I should feel free to make suggestions, as to what i would like....I commented that there were toys that we had not used in a long time...like the tawse.
Today my weight in was minus 1 pound...1/2 more and i am back at my goal...just in time to go on vacation. Master was very pleased and asked if i had a request. I replied it has been a long time since i have been tied, and unable to move, and of course that tawse is still calling my name. Master chuckled and said,,,we will see...
This afternoon, i go to Him, He is in the living room, and see, rope, kind of draped over a big over stuffed chair. He is watching, so i try not to react. He tells me to get naked while He finishes getting ready, and to get my cuffs out. He puts both sets on my and I kneel for Him.
He claims me and says He decided against using the bed, wanting to try something new.
He tells me to kneel on the seat of the chair, facing the back, let my breast hand over the top of the back of the chair and let my arms hand down. My legs are spread as far as the chair allows. He proceeds to tie me very securely, i will not be wriggling much. ( i actually feel there is security in that). I get a quick hand spanking, and then it is tawse time. It has a harder sting that i remembered, but it has been a while. After a short session with it, Master 'checks' to see if i am enjoying myself. He is impressed with how wet i am , and how my clit is responding. He walks to see my face, and notices that even my nipples are hard....that calls for some pulling and licking on His part.
Master then pulls out a small leather strap. It is luscious, feels so good, i am hoping for a long session with it...i get a medium one, and start to worry about dripping on the chair. Master then announces that He wants to use His single tail whip. It is not my favorite, so i take a deep breath and say ....Yes Sir! He starts of slowly and light..for Him...and I am amazed at how good it feels..i am enjoying. I am told to tell Him when He gets to 25 so He can switch sides. I do, He does and i settle in for another 25. I then ask Master to count the last 2 sets...He does..and these get increasingly harder, but I see to be able to go with them. The last 10 of the 100 are very hard,,,. i wonder if He is cutting skin, hard, and i become very vocal...which pleases Him.
Master takes a series of pictures..He might post one here, but i don't see it yet, and i marvel at the pink, then red, then deep red ..along with the symmetrical design on my back.
Master then wants me to show Him how much i am enjoying myself and stands before me...only i cannot reach. He has that figured out...brings in a bucket, stands on it,,,,perfect level for me to reach in, and get His scent, His smell, and show Him my thanks. He stops me and says He wants to fill all my holes. I am not sure I heard correctly..we have never done this before.
He is searching thru my bag for the lube and toys.....He starts with the medium bottom toy, i am relaxed, so with a last push it enters. Master then gets the large dildo and brings it to my mouth, telling me to get it good and wet, because it is next. He is soon inserting it, and turning it on, he puts a little pillow under it so it stays in place. Before Master even has a chance to get in place in front of me, I am squirming and panting. I am soon on stimulus overload, and am just reacting....I do know i came hard and several times....but it is a blur.
As i am recovering, Master is removing the toys, and engulfing me in one of His special bear hugs.
It was a memorable afternoon, Master has reached inside me, and pulled out a fantasy...the real thing was much better than the fantay!
Have a good weekend all...
hugs abby
So, you have some idea on how i spent my afternoon...:), let's start at the beginning...
When Master and i were chatting earlier this week, He mentioned that as long as i was not in trouble, I should feel free to make suggestions, as to what i would like....I commented that there were toys that we had not used in a long time...like the tawse.
Today my weight in was minus 1 pound...1/2 more and i am back at my goal...just in time to go on vacation. Master was very pleased and asked if i had a request. I replied it has been a long time since i have been tied, and unable to move, and of course that tawse is still calling my name. Master chuckled and said,,,we will see...
This afternoon, i go to Him, He is in the living room, and see, rope, kind of draped over a big over stuffed chair. He is watching, so i try not to react. He tells me to get naked while He finishes getting ready, and to get my cuffs out. He puts both sets on my and I kneel for Him.
He claims me and says He decided against using the bed, wanting to try something new.
He tells me to kneel on the seat of the chair, facing the back, let my breast hand over the top of the back of the chair and let my arms hand down. My legs are spread as far as the chair allows. He proceeds to tie me very securely, i will not be wriggling much. ( i actually feel there is security in that). I get a quick hand spanking, and then it is tawse time. It has a harder sting that i remembered, but it has been a while. After a short session with it, Master 'checks' to see if i am enjoying myself. He is impressed with how wet i am , and how my clit is responding. He walks to see my face, and notices that even my nipples are hard....that calls for some pulling and licking on His part.
Master then pulls out a small leather strap. It is luscious, feels so good, i am hoping for a long session with it...i get a medium one, and start to worry about dripping on the chair. Master then announces that He wants to use His single tail whip. It is not my favorite, so i take a deep breath and say ....Yes Sir! He starts of slowly and light..for Him...and I am amazed at how good it feels..i am enjoying. I am told to tell Him when He gets to 25 so He can switch sides. I do, He does and i settle in for another 25. I then ask Master to count the last 2 sets...He does..and these get increasingly harder, but I see to be able to go with them. The last 10 of the 100 are very hard,,,. i wonder if He is cutting skin, hard, and i become very vocal...which pleases Him.
Master takes a series of pictures..He might post one here, but i don't see it yet, and i marvel at the pink, then red, then deep red ..along with the symmetrical design on my back.
Master then wants me to show Him how much i am enjoying myself and stands before me...only i cannot reach. He has that figured out...brings in a bucket, stands on it,,,,perfect level for me to reach in, and get His scent, His smell, and show Him my thanks. He stops me and says He wants to fill all my holes. I am not sure I heard correctly..we have never done this before.
He is searching thru my bag for the lube and toys.....He starts with the medium bottom toy, i am relaxed, so with a last push it enters. Master then gets the large dildo and brings it to my mouth, telling me to get it good and wet, because it is next. He is soon inserting it, and turning it on, he puts a little pillow under it so it stays in place. Before Master even has a chance to get in place in front of me, I am squirming and panting. I am soon on stimulus overload, and am just reacting....I do know i came hard and several times....but it is a blur.
As i am recovering, Master is removing the toys, and engulfing me in one of His special bear hugs.
It was a memorable afternoon, Master has reached inside me, and pulled out a fantasy...the real thing was much better than the fantay!
Have a good weekend all...
hugs abby
Monday, July 22, 2013
A Triple spanking day......
Yes, there were 3 different kinds of spankings administered today.....all to the same person!
When I walked into Master's there were 3 'toys' waiting.....
I chose to ignore them, and after hugs and chat, went to kneel for Him. This always seems to be 'breast play' time. Today was no exception, except, the so called play was harder than normal. He was pulling and pinching, and twisting, and I was squirming. He asked if it hurt, i nicely said Yes Sir...His solution was to lick and suck the pain away....i was soon squirming for another reason. Of course, no playing favorites, what happens on the left side, must also happen on the right. By the end of my kneeling time, i was dripping.
Then it was over Master's lap for the first spanking, Monday's maintenance. He used the small, but heavy paddle, and nicely gave me a hand warm-up first. Round one was a long paddling, reminding me about the reason for maintenance. Then the tuck in, and round two for a much harder paddling. I was ouching and owing, but stayed in place until He was finished..not nearly soon enough for me.
Master then let me choose what spanking i would get next. I chose the punishment one...yeah , my halo fell off. He had chosen a medium type, heave paddle. I had one of those "DUH" mornings. First, Master and I were texting about plans, and I sent Him an OK for an answer. His next text is.....Yes Sir!!!..oops, I have gotten into trouble for the OK before, He really does not like it. I sent a sorry;,.Yes Sir. He next sent... remind me later that you are forgetting your Sirs.....UGH. Then later, after lunch time, i get a text...i am late eating lunch, i did not get a reminder. OOPS...for the first time, i had just totally forgotten. There have been times, when I am late, but this was way past late, and I never gave it a thought. So, a punishment spanking. It was not a major spanking, but I stood and bent over a cat tower (that is a first)...and Master gave me 3 for the Sir, and 2 for forgetting to remind Him about lunch. I was also warned, that spanking twice for the same offense, ups the number and the hardness of the spanks.
Lastly...saving the best for last...the Sox and the Yanks played this weekend. If you have been reading here during the baseball season, you know....I am a die hard Sox fan, and Master....well He can't be right on everything....He is a Yankee's man. We often bet on the outcome of a game or series.....My boys came through for me..although it took extra innings, and I earned a flogging;) :):) Since the score was 8 to 7...Master decided on 10 strokes for each run, so 150 with the flogger. A wonderful payoff. They were increasingly hard, the last 50, very hard, but oh, by then i was so totally relaxed, it was wonderful.
Of course, I had to show Master my appreciation for my flogging, so it was my turn to lick and suck. We both had a great afternoon...
hugs abby
When I walked into Master's there were 3 'toys' waiting.....
I chose to ignore them, and after hugs and chat, went to kneel for Him. This always seems to be 'breast play' time. Today was no exception, except, the so called play was harder than normal. He was pulling and pinching, and twisting, and I was squirming. He asked if it hurt, i nicely said Yes Sir...His solution was to lick and suck the pain away....i was soon squirming for another reason. Of course, no playing favorites, what happens on the left side, must also happen on the right. By the end of my kneeling time, i was dripping.
Then it was over Master's lap for the first spanking, Monday's maintenance. He used the small, but heavy paddle, and nicely gave me a hand warm-up first. Round one was a long paddling, reminding me about the reason for maintenance. Then the tuck in, and round two for a much harder paddling. I was ouching and owing, but stayed in place until He was finished..not nearly soon enough for me.
Master then let me choose what spanking i would get next. I chose the punishment one...yeah , my halo fell off. He had chosen a medium type, heave paddle. I had one of those "DUH" mornings. First, Master and I were texting about plans, and I sent Him an OK for an answer. His next text is.....Yes Sir!!!..oops, I have gotten into trouble for the OK before, He really does not like it. I sent a sorry;,.Yes Sir. He next sent... remind me later that you are forgetting your Sirs.....UGH. Then later, after lunch time, i get a text...i am late eating lunch, i did not get a reminder. OOPS...for the first time, i had just totally forgotten. There have been times, when I am late, but this was way past late, and I never gave it a thought. So, a punishment spanking. It was not a major spanking, but I stood and bent over a cat tower (that is a first)...and Master gave me 3 for the Sir, and 2 for forgetting to remind Him about lunch. I was also warned, that spanking twice for the same offense, ups the number and the hardness of the spanks.
Lastly...saving the best for last...the Sox and the Yanks played this weekend. If you have been reading here during the baseball season, you know....I am a die hard Sox fan, and Master....well He can't be right on everything....He is a Yankee's man. We often bet on the outcome of a game or series.....My boys came through for me..although it took extra innings, and I earned a flogging;) :):) Since the score was 8 to 7...Master decided on 10 strokes for each run, so 150 with the flogger. A wonderful payoff. They were increasingly hard, the last 50, very hard, but oh, by then i was so totally relaxed, it was wonderful.
Of course, I had to show Master my appreciation for my flogging, so it was my turn to lick and suck. We both had a great afternoon...
hugs abby
Monday, July 15, 2013
"Tushie Massage"
Since this is Monday it must be maintenance day...at least in my world. Master also surprised me by asking for a weigh in....we had agreed to 1 a week...but since i went over my limit, Master has decided to that twice a week will be rule for a while. It was so hot over the weekend, that even eating (except for ice cream!) was not tempting, and since i even walked both days, i was pretty sure i sweated off some weight. I did!:)
During my kneeling time Master reminded me that all of me belongs to Him....including my anxieties, worries, and fears, i am not to let them brew, i bring them to Him. Sounds easy and logical, and right now it is fairly easy to say 'Yes Sir', and i mean it, so we shall see.
Then it was over Master's lap, for a nice hand spanking. I was so relaxed, legs spread, smiling, when Master said, "I think you consider a hand spanking a tushie massage. I giggled...and agreed it is close to one. All too soon, 'massage' time was over, and it was maintenance time.
Out came the medium heavy paddle, and a round of spanks with it left me not quite so relaxed. For the second round, He chose to concentrate on one cheek, then the other...that always makes it painful...and I was becoming vocal. He stopped to remind me the purpose of maintenance, and then came the final, faster, harder, one side at a time final round. I was very glad when it was over....my bottom red and hot.
Master then went 'exploring', discovering that i (or she, my pussy). had enjoyed that somewhat, as she was glistening with wetness. He remarked that i professed it was servicing Him, not a paddling that caused me to be so wet, but He needed more research. So i was down on my knees, pleasuring Master,,,,,and yes greatly increasing my readiness!
When Master checked again He chuckled.... it seems we are both right, spankings and pleasuring Him do have a certain effect on me....or her. I was soon asking for a permission, and in fact i grunted and growled my way through several. I used to be very quiet, but Master has helped me find my voice...in so many areas. I apologized for all the loud noises, but Master is pleased by them....i still find the so...primal, feral, wild..and a little embarrassing. But i do not think i could go back to being quiet, so it is a good thing that we are passed the stage of small ones being around.
Hope you are all staying cool...
hugs abby
During my kneeling time Master reminded me that all of me belongs to Him....including my anxieties, worries, and fears, i am not to let them brew, i bring them to Him. Sounds easy and logical, and right now it is fairly easy to say 'Yes Sir', and i mean it, so we shall see.
Then it was over Master's lap, for a nice hand spanking. I was so relaxed, legs spread, smiling, when Master said, "I think you consider a hand spanking a tushie massage. I giggled...and agreed it is close to one. All too soon, 'massage' time was over, and it was maintenance time.
Out came the medium heavy paddle, and a round of spanks with it left me not quite so relaxed. For the second round, He chose to concentrate on one cheek, then the other...that always makes it painful...and I was becoming vocal. He stopped to remind me the purpose of maintenance, and then came the final, faster, harder, one side at a time final round. I was very glad when it was over....my bottom red and hot.
Master then went 'exploring', discovering that i (or she, my pussy). had enjoyed that somewhat, as she was glistening with wetness. He remarked that i professed it was servicing Him, not a paddling that caused me to be so wet, but He needed more research. So i was down on my knees, pleasuring Master,,,,,and yes greatly increasing my readiness!
When Master checked again He chuckled.... it seems we are both right, spankings and pleasuring Him do have a certain effect on me....or her. I was soon asking for a permission, and in fact i grunted and growled my way through several. I used to be very quiet, but Master has helped me find my voice...in so many areas. I apologized for all the loud noises, but Master is pleased by them....i still find the so...primal, feral, wild..and a little embarrassing. But i do not think i could go back to being quiet, so it is a good thing that we are passed the stage of small ones being around.
Hope you are all staying cool...
hugs abby
Friday, July 12, 2013
Ice cream or Orgasm?
I will let you know what i chose at then end...no fair peeking!
Thank you all for your well wishes. The test on Tuesday was easier than i anticipated, i will not get the results until a doctor's appt. on Wednesday. I thought i was handling all this medical 'stuff' pretty well. Not worrying my mom or kids, weighing my options, trying to stay calm. It seemed to be working pretty well....then....
On Wednesday i decided to have a do absolutely nothing day. I let Master know and He said I had been quite busy with my grand daughter and the rest of the family, so it was a good idea. I mostly moped around all day, trying to avoid what was building up....my fear of the test results. ( No special reason for this, I do have no indication what the results are.) Thursday morning I woke up early, and thought of all the negatives that could happen, and freaked myself out. I shut down, did not want to see or talk to anyone....including Master...
He sent me a text Thursday morning asking if i was OK...I swear He has an inner radar....I replied just having a blah day, did not want to go into details. I did not call at noon, and was quiet until i sent my evening report..where i explained how my day started and that i was not doing well, but that i expected to put on my big girl panties on Thursday and just get through the next week.
This morning He thanked me for explaining about my day, but that we would talk about it...and He wanted a weigh in report. I gained over the last 2 weeks, and am 1 pound over my 'wriggle room', He was not surprised. He said He would see me as soon as He could get away from work. I got a come on over text around noon.
I rarely get overly emotional, yesterday was an exception, and today on my way to Masters' i was fighting the tears, i had my 'big girl panties'on, but i was still shaky. Master greeted me with a big hug, and then a question......why did you not reach out and tell me you needed me yesterday? We sat and i snuggled into His chess, where i let the tears fall, and told Him about my thoughts of the day before. He held me, consoled me, reassured me.....and told me that He owns all of me, even my crazy thoughts. He said He is going back to tearing down a wall...the one where i do not ask for help or reach out. He will make time, even if He is busy, and He is always here for me to lean on ....i knew -- know that...just sometimes....
After we sat for a while and chatted quietly and i was calm, He brought up the subject of being over my 'wriggle room'. That is a basement punishment issue, and has not happened in at least a year. He then asked if i timed the 'melt down' to gain some sympathy. I said no, but the thought did occur to me, that considering everything He might decide to not be quite so mean.
He led me to the basement, had me lean over and stick my bottom out, i noticed He did not have the huge, very heavy paddle, but it was a wooden paddle. No warm up He smacks my bottom a couple times, and says ...thank-you Master. I don't take the hint, it am trying to breathe and stay in place. After another one, he tells me they do not count until i say thank You, and start to count. After the next one i say..umm 28? thank You Sir. I hear a quiet chuckle and am told to start at 1. So I start to count and thank Him, they are slow...i count fast, but the thank You is a little slower in coming. Now basement punishments have always been long and very harsh....He does like to be there, and wants to make sure i don't either. We get to 6 and He says, 4 more. I am not sure i heard correctly, but i am going with it. We get to 10 and He tells me i can stand. It was the mildest basement punishment ever, Master asks if i realize He has just given me a gift. I certainly do, yes my bottom is red and sore, but nothing compared to other basement visits.
I am then told to kneel...still in the basement...and thank Him for my gift. I am a little surprised, but quickly am enthusiastically letting Him know how grateful i am!!;) Master then has me bend over to see if i am wet...i am. He comments that the paddling must not have been hard enough, i tell Him the wetness comes from thanking Him.
We go upstairs, and He invites me over His lap. I am surprised, one of the rules is no permissions on punishment days. I climb over, and i soon ask Master, if i will be getting a permission, i know he will have to stop soon, if not. Master says, maybe He will get me very ready, and have me leave and come back later....after He finishes working on His car. I am thinking, well that is better than i usually get. When He continues to say, maybe I will change that....you can get a permission now, if You will come back when I call to have another. (at first i think He is kidding...IF i will come back??). I quickly agree, get my permission and make full use of it, although He still leaves me wanting.
Master says it should take Him a couple hours to get the car work done, then He will text me. A little sooner than that i get a text.....do you want an orgasm or a kiddie ice cream cone.
I laugh out loud....and know that i have such a special man in my life. I have never in my whole life refused an offer of ice cream....i have been known to refuse a meal to be sure i had room for ice cream! I quickly think...more calories in or calories out...and i am still somewhat 'squishy', so i reply...orgasm...He replies...come and get it!
I do, and it is the right choice. We start with me sitting on Master's lap, facing out, legs spread, and then switch to give Him better access. I think today is officially the day when i have orgasmed the most! (There's a record waiting to be broken!) We then just snuggle and rest a bit, Master reminds me of our morning talk, and that He is here for me....and i head home. No tears, just a big smile and a feeling of contentment.
Have a good weekend all...it has finally stopped raining here..
hugs abby
Thank you all for your well wishes. The test on Tuesday was easier than i anticipated, i will not get the results until a doctor's appt. on Wednesday. I thought i was handling all this medical 'stuff' pretty well. Not worrying my mom or kids, weighing my options, trying to stay calm. It seemed to be working pretty well....then....
On Wednesday i decided to have a do absolutely nothing day. I let Master know and He said I had been quite busy with my grand daughter and the rest of the family, so it was a good idea. I mostly moped around all day, trying to avoid what was building up....my fear of the test results. ( No special reason for this, I do have no indication what the results are.) Thursday morning I woke up early, and thought of all the negatives that could happen, and freaked myself out. I shut down, did not want to see or talk to anyone....including Master...
He sent me a text Thursday morning asking if i was OK...I swear He has an inner radar....I replied just having a blah day, did not want to go into details. I did not call at noon, and was quiet until i sent my evening report..where i explained how my day started and that i was not doing well, but that i expected to put on my big girl panties on Thursday and just get through the next week.
This morning He thanked me for explaining about my day, but that we would talk about it...and He wanted a weigh in report. I gained over the last 2 weeks, and am 1 pound over my 'wriggle room', He was not surprised. He said He would see me as soon as He could get away from work. I got a come on over text around noon.
I rarely get overly emotional, yesterday was an exception, and today on my way to Masters' i was fighting the tears, i had my 'big girl panties'on, but i was still shaky. Master greeted me with a big hug, and then a question......why did you not reach out and tell me you needed me yesterday? We sat and i snuggled into His chess, where i let the tears fall, and told Him about my thoughts of the day before. He held me, consoled me, reassured me.....and told me that He owns all of me, even my crazy thoughts. He said He is going back to tearing down a wall...the one where i do not ask for help or reach out. He will make time, even if He is busy, and He is always here for me to lean on ....i knew -- know that...just sometimes....
After we sat for a while and chatted quietly and i was calm, He brought up the subject of being over my 'wriggle room'. That is a basement punishment issue, and has not happened in at least a year. He then asked if i timed the 'melt down' to gain some sympathy. I said no, but the thought did occur to me, that considering everything He might decide to not be quite so mean.
He led me to the basement, had me lean over and stick my bottom out, i noticed He did not have the huge, very heavy paddle, but it was a wooden paddle. No warm up He smacks my bottom a couple times, and says ...thank-you Master. I don't take the hint, it am trying to breathe and stay in place. After another one, he tells me they do not count until i say thank You, and start to count. After the next one i say..umm 28? thank You Sir. I hear a quiet chuckle and am told to start at 1. So I start to count and thank Him, they are slow...i count fast, but the thank You is a little slower in coming. Now basement punishments have always been long and very harsh....He does like to be there, and wants to make sure i don't either. We get to 6 and He says, 4 more. I am not sure i heard correctly, but i am going with it. We get to 10 and He tells me i can stand. It was the mildest basement punishment ever, Master asks if i realize He has just given me a gift. I certainly do, yes my bottom is red and sore, but nothing compared to other basement visits.
I am then told to kneel...still in the basement...and thank Him for my gift. I am a little surprised, but quickly am enthusiastically letting Him know how grateful i am!!;) Master then has me bend over to see if i am wet...i am. He comments that the paddling must not have been hard enough, i tell Him the wetness comes from thanking Him.
We go upstairs, and He invites me over His lap. I am surprised, one of the rules is no permissions on punishment days. I climb over, and i soon ask Master, if i will be getting a permission, i know he will have to stop soon, if not. Master says, maybe He will get me very ready, and have me leave and come back later....after He finishes working on His car. I am thinking, well that is better than i usually get. When He continues to say, maybe I will change that....you can get a permission now, if You will come back when I call to have another. (at first i think He is kidding...IF i will come back??). I quickly agree, get my permission and make full use of it, although He still leaves me wanting.
Master says it should take Him a couple hours to get the car work done, then He will text me. A little sooner than that i get a text.....do you want an orgasm or a kiddie ice cream cone.
I laugh out loud....and know that i have such a special man in my life. I have never in my whole life refused an offer of ice cream....i have been known to refuse a meal to be sure i had room for ice cream! I quickly think...more calories in or calories out...and i am still somewhat 'squishy', so i reply...orgasm...He replies...come and get it!
I do, and it is the right choice. We start with me sitting on Master's lap, facing out, legs spread, and then switch to give Him better access. I think today is officially the day when i have orgasmed the most! (There's a record waiting to be broken!) We then just snuggle and rest a bit, Master reminds me of our morning talk, and that He is here for me....and i head home. No tears, just a big smile and a feeling of contentment.
Have a good weekend all...it has finally stopped raining here..
hugs abby
Monday, July 8, 2013
Getting caught up.....
I did not mean to be absent for over a week. But i was kept extremely busy by a certain very charming, extremely intelligent, funny and loving 5 year old! We explored museums, had a tea party in a room dedicated to Alice in Wonderland, ate ice cream, baked, did craft projects..you get the idea. Yes, by the end of the week this grandma was exhausted!
I have read most of your amazing tributes to our friend 'bas'. He will certainly be missed, by so many people, and it was a privilege to have his comments on my blog. He will never be forgotten.
On the good news side of life, I am thrilled that little Emily has made such progress!
Master and i finally had some 'just Us' time this morning. During my naked kneeling time, He brought up the fact that i had skipped a few reports and had ignored my blog. He also wondered if i was still sticking top the "no repeating tasks for a week" rule...guilty. I should know by now...He never forgets a rule! Since this is M/M day, i knew i was due a hard paddling. But, i have an appointment tomorrow for some medical testing....my gall bladder seems to be missing. Since i will be wearing one of those very 'chic', all revealing hospital gowns, i need to be mark free. I did spend some time over Master's lap, with a wonderful hand spanking, and a light paddling...with a warning, this was NOT maintenance, that will happen later this week.
Since spanking time was limited, we moved on to more enjoyable pursuits. I went back on my knees, between Master's legs, pleasing Him, and getting myself even wetter in the process. Then it was my turn, and of course, Master uses this time, when i am only thinking clearly about what is happening because of His talented fingers to talk. He asks me to repeat my task for tomorrow...Since i let my 'tatoo' fade because of the testing, i am to bring my pen to the hospital with me, replace the "R" when i get dressed and send Him a pic right then. Since i was able to get that all out, i was rewarded :)
I still need to get caught up with all of you, that is my plan for the rest of this afternoon, a great way to spend the time, but i probably should turn the air conditioning up a notch before i start!
hugs abby
I have read most of your amazing tributes to our friend 'bas'. He will certainly be missed, by so many people, and it was a privilege to have his comments on my blog. He will never be forgotten.
On the good news side of life, I am thrilled that little Emily has made such progress!
Master and i finally had some 'just Us' time this morning. During my naked kneeling time, He brought up the fact that i had skipped a few reports and had ignored my blog. He also wondered if i was still sticking top the "no repeating tasks for a week" rule...guilty. I should know by now...He never forgets a rule! Since this is M/M day, i knew i was due a hard paddling. But, i have an appointment tomorrow for some medical testing....my gall bladder seems to be missing. Since i will be wearing one of those very 'chic', all revealing hospital gowns, i need to be mark free. I did spend some time over Master's lap, with a wonderful hand spanking, and a light paddling...with a warning, this was NOT maintenance, that will happen later this week.
Since spanking time was limited, we moved on to more enjoyable pursuits. I went back on my knees, between Master's legs, pleasing Him, and getting myself even wetter in the process. Then it was my turn, and of course, Master uses this time, when i am only thinking clearly about what is happening because of His talented fingers to talk. He asks me to repeat my task for tomorrow...Since i let my 'tatoo' fade because of the testing, i am to bring my pen to the hospital with me, replace the "R" when i get dressed and send Him a pic right then. Since i was able to get that all out, i was rewarded :)
I still need to get caught up with all of you, that is my plan for the rest of this afternoon, a great way to spend the time, but i probably should turn the air conditioning up a notch before i start!
hugs abby
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Good-bye.....maybe
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
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
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
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