Life is about to get very vanilla for a short while, so Master and i had decided we had to make some 'just us' time. I usually look forward to our play times, but today i was just not....in the mood. I was feeling tired, my youngest daughter (who lives with me) ....we mostly get along great...but this morning was one of those GRRRR....i am still the mom here....type of mornings.
As soon as i walked into Master's He asked what was wrong. I looked up surprised, i had not mentioned how i was feeling. He said, i can always tell just by how your voice sounds....We hugged and i noticed He had a paddle out. I started my naked kneeling time while we were still chatting, Master claimed me, using a very light touch on my nipples. Once He had claimed all of me, He suggested we start with me sitting on His lap, instead of ending with it. I quickly took advantage of the invitation.....and started to relax as we snuggled and relaxed a bit.
When i was ready, it was over His lap for a wonderful hand warm-up. He stops and i am getting reading to feel the paddle, when Master says, we have played a lot with wood lately...paddles and the cane....i think we need to get back to some leather. I am smiling as i wholeheartedly agree. He tells me to get up, and get into position, i hear Him swish His belt from the loops. He starts off slowly and lightly, i am sinking into oblivion...into a place where all is good. He slowly increases the strength of the swats, but it all feels just right. When He is finished, He steps closer to me, until i can feel his body rubbing against my warm bottom. I start wriggling and writhing....no words are necessary.
We move to get more comfortable, i can feel myself dripping. We end our time, with permissions, and explosions...
I am off to my daughter's to celebrate a 4 year old birthday. All the grands will be there, so it will be crazy and loads of fun. A pool party is being planned, but i think Mother Nature is going to move us inside....When i return the 4 year old and his 7 year old sister will coming to grandma's for a week....while mom and dad stay home and pull up carpeting. I have surprises in store...and plans, for rain or shine...but hoping for at least a couple days of sunshine.
Have a good weekend all...
hugs abby
Thursday, June 25, 2015
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
Back to "Normal"
Yes, i put quotation marks around the word normal. Honestly, anyone who has met me and known me for a while well.....let's just say if i gave my friends the task of describing me by using a list of 50 words....the word normal would never make an appearance. Thank you all for your concern, the sub drop feeling has past, i am back to just me:).
On Friday, Master and i made sure we had some spanking time. After a lovely hand warm-up, Master gave me the choice.....cane or paddle. I noticed the lack of anything leather, but He said He wanted to give me a choice between two different sensations.....a thuddy one or a stingy one. Since my bottom was still a little tender, i decided to got with stingy...the cane.
It was just a few sets, and they were all on the light side.....Master's idea of a light caning. It did help get me back into my good...happy...submissive place...and some MFL (mighty fine loving) followed.
Monday, we had my weekly maintenance. After my kneeling time and some extended breast play, i was over His lap for a hand warm-up. Master then, asks me why we have maintenance, and that since it is working (no basement spankings so far this year:).....we will continue. Master is not one to discontinue anything that He feels is being effective. There are some rules i feel are no longer necessary, but Master always says...they are serving a purpose, they stay. After we are done the chatting part of the ritual, the maintenance paddle, does the rest of the talking. Four sets of twenty-five....each set feeling harder, and making me more vocal. After some rubbing and massaging, i am thanking Master...with more than words....for my maintenance. Followed by....in Master's choice of words....a good hard fucking for me. I am left breathless, motionless and.....smiling.
Hope you are all having a good week...
hugs abby
On Friday, Master and i made sure we had some spanking time. After a lovely hand warm-up, Master gave me the choice.....cane or paddle. I noticed the lack of anything leather, but He said He wanted to give me a choice between two different sensations.....a thuddy one or a stingy one. Since my bottom was still a little tender, i decided to got with stingy...the cane.
It was just a few sets, and they were all on the light side.....Master's idea of a light caning. It did help get me back into my good...happy...submissive place...and some MFL (mighty fine loving) followed.
Monday, we had my weekly maintenance. After my kneeling time and some extended breast play, i was over His lap for a hand warm-up. Master then, asks me why we have maintenance, and that since it is working (no basement spankings so far this year:).....we will continue. Master is not one to discontinue anything that He feels is being effective. There are some rules i feel are no longer necessary, but Master always says...they are serving a purpose, they stay. After we are done the chatting part of the ritual, the maintenance paddle, does the rest of the talking. Four sets of twenty-five....each set feeling harder, and making me more vocal. After some rubbing and massaging, i am thanking Master...with more than words....for my maintenance. Followed by....in Master's choice of words....a good hard fucking for me. I am left breathless, motionless and.....smiling.
Hope you are all having a good week...
hugs abby
Thursday, June 18, 2015
Day 2.......sub drop
If you read yesterday, you know that maintenance was an intense experience this week. I went expecting maintenance, and maybe some play with the tens unit, but not with the intensity that occurred. I am not complaining, it was awesome, but it was surprising. When we were starting our journey, spankings were less frequent, but often intense. Granted, at that time, many of them were punishment drive. Now, i get spanked way more often, usually with less intensity.
I also want to add that Master is great at after care. He never rushes me to get up and move about. He will lie next to me, rubbing and quietly talking, have me sit on His lap, as we snuggle and relax, and always asks if i am ready to get up. There are lots of hugs and kisses and....well other 'activities' often result too.
I woke up the morning after maintenance and was aware that my bottom was still tender. I love waking up and having that reminder, it makes me smile every time. As i was thinking about my plans for the day, i started to feel very sad. It surprised me, but i could not shake the sadness. Then, of course, my 'voices' decided it might be a good time to visit. After a couple minutes i decided maybe i needed some breakfast, so i got up and ate. I took a shower to try and get myself going, and noticed after that i had put my shirt on inside-out. I shook my head and was glad i was alone....but wondered what was wrong with me.
I sat to watch GMA...a morning talk show. They are doing a series this week on Father's Day, and i had enjoyed Monday's segment. On this morning the hosts each were taking a turn remembering what they learned from their dad. As soon as the first person started, i could feel my tears start to fall. ( i am not a crier....never have been). I could not stop the tears, they just kept falling. My dad died 3 years ago, and yes i still miss him a lot, but mostly now i remember him with a smile and wonderful memories. The tears kept coming as i sat there watching the program. When they finally finished the segment, and i stopped crying, it hit me....
A very intense play time......feeling sad for no reason, not realizing i had initially put my shirt on wrong, tears...for no good reason......Sub Drop. It has happened to me before, not recently, once maybe twice before. I knew Master was at work, so i sent Him a text. He immediately replied, told me to put on my ankle cuffs...i love the cuffs, they are comfy and great reminder that i am His. He then told me to stay close to Him, keep Him posted and to take it easy and be good to myself. He checked on my several times during the day.
It was a gorgeous day, we have not had many of those. I asked to go for a walk outside. He agreed, but told me to take it easy, and not push myself. I then settled in and read and watched some Net Flex. I remembered i had a 30% off all my purchases at one of my favorite stores, and decided i wanted to go shopping. Master gave me permission. Now honestly, most of my purchases are usually grandchild oriented....they have the best kids' clothes. But on this day, i bought 1 kid item...and lots of grandma items..lol... a positive aspect of sub drop???
I have this rule for myself...whenever i put something new in my closet, I have to take something out for the donation bag. So i spent most of the rest of the afternoon, sorting through my closet.
Yesterday , i woke up feeling better, but still a little....'off'. Master was still checking up on me, asked about my plans for the day. I really had nothing planned, just a walk. Master told me He would call when He left work, so i could meet Him. I will admit, i was a little...not so submissive during the day.....leaving out my Sirs and going my walk without letting Him know.
I get the call and left. We hug, then He tells me to get into position. I look at Him questioning what He wants. "Head down and bottom up"...i am a little puzzled but get into position. Master leaves for a minute, returns and pulls my pants down, he laughs as he sees i was having a no panty day.....as if i was ready for Him.
I feel the cane tapping on my bottom, i am surprised. He gives me 12, they are stingy, but not hard ones. When He is done, i get up and as i walk to Master, He is pointing to the floor. I kneel and release His cock, and worship it. Master helps me up, pulls me into a giant bear hug, and smiles as He asks if my head is back where it should be. I smile back as i answer....Yes Sir!
hugs abby
I also want to add that Master is great at after care. He never rushes me to get up and move about. He will lie next to me, rubbing and quietly talking, have me sit on His lap, as we snuggle and relax, and always asks if i am ready to get up. There are lots of hugs and kisses and....well other 'activities' often result too.
I woke up the morning after maintenance and was aware that my bottom was still tender. I love waking up and having that reminder, it makes me smile every time. As i was thinking about my plans for the day, i started to feel very sad. It surprised me, but i could not shake the sadness. Then, of course, my 'voices' decided it might be a good time to visit. After a couple minutes i decided maybe i needed some breakfast, so i got up and ate. I took a shower to try and get myself going, and noticed after that i had put my shirt on inside-out. I shook my head and was glad i was alone....but wondered what was wrong with me.
I sat to watch GMA...a morning talk show. They are doing a series this week on Father's Day, and i had enjoyed Monday's segment. On this morning the hosts each were taking a turn remembering what they learned from their dad. As soon as the first person started, i could feel my tears start to fall. ( i am not a crier....never have been). I could not stop the tears, they just kept falling. My dad died 3 years ago, and yes i still miss him a lot, but mostly now i remember him with a smile and wonderful memories. The tears kept coming as i sat there watching the program. When they finally finished the segment, and i stopped crying, it hit me....
A very intense play time......feeling sad for no reason, not realizing i had initially put my shirt on wrong, tears...for no good reason......Sub Drop. It has happened to me before, not recently, once maybe twice before. I knew Master was at work, so i sent Him a text. He immediately replied, told me to put on my ankle cuffs...i love the cuffs, they are comfy and great reminder that i am His. He then told me to stay close to Him, keep Him posted and to take it easy and be good to myself. He checked on my several times during the day.
It was a gorgeous day, we have not had many of those. I asked to go for a walk outside. He agreed, but told me to take it easy, and not push myself. I then settled in and read and watched some Net Flex. I remembered i had a 30% off all my purchases at one of my favorite stores, and decided i wanted to go shopping. Master gave me permission. Now honestly, most of my purchases are usually grandchild oriented....they have the best kids' clothes. But on this day, i bought 1 kid item...and lots of grandma items..lol... a positive aspect of sub drop???
I have this rule for myself...whenever i put something new in my closet, I have to take something out for the donation bag. So i spent most of the rest of the afternoon, sorting through my closet.
Yesterday , i woke up feeling better, but still a little....'off'. Master was still checking up on me, asked about my plans for the day. I really had nothing planned, just a walk. Master told me He would call when He left work, so i could meet Him. I will admit, i was a little...not so submissive during the day.....leaving out my Sirs and going my walk without letting Him know.
I get the call and left. We hug, then He tells me to get into position. I look at Him questioning what He wants. "Head down and bottom up"...i am a little puzzled but get into position. Master leaves for a minute, returns and pulls my pants down, he laughs as he sees i was having a no panty day.....as if i was ready for Him.
I feel the cane tapping on my bottom, i am surprised. He gives me 12, they are stingy, but not hard ones. When He is done, i get up and as i walk to Master, He is pointing to the floor. I kneel and release His cock, and worship it. Master helps me up, pulls me into a giant bear hug, and smiles as He asks if my head is back where it should be. I smile back as i answer....Yes Sir!
hugs abby
Wednesday, June 17, 2015
"Shocking"...day 1
Yes, the tens unit made another appearance. When we last 'played' with it, it had not been used in well over year. We both...me especially....so enjoyed it, we decided not to wait so long to use it again. I did not expect it to make another appearance so soon, but was not complaining when i saw it on the table Monday.
Master noticed my grin, and reminded me that first order of things on Monday is always....maintenance. And before maintenance....naked kneeling time. After Master has claimed all of me, i am over His lap. I am ready for maintenance to begin, when to my surprise, instead of His hand warming up my bottom, i feel leather. The beaver tail (that is the shape) paddle is warming my bottom. Master sees me instantly relax, chuckles, and remarks that i must approve of this surprise warm-up....smart man:).
Much too soon, He asks me why we have maintenance...as He does every week. Once the question and answer part of our ritual is done, the small, wooden maintenance paddle starts to fly. Master believes that maintenance works because it is a hard spanking, one that reminds me that i do not want a harder spanking. I have to admit, it works pretty well.
Master starts in with the first set of 25 spanks, some rubbing, and 3 more sets follow. Usually each set is a little harder, or at least it feels that way to my bottom. By the third set, i get very vocal, and squirmy. The last 10 of the last set are the hardest ones, then finally, i get to recover over Master's lap, while He rubs my back, legs and bottom and talks quietly, until i can think and have a conversation. We are ready to move on to the tens unit.
Master has me kneeling in front of Him, while He attaches the leads, one on each nipple. He reminds me that i must keep talking to Him, letting Him know what i am feeling. He starts slowly, as soon as i can feel a tingle, i let Him know. He brings up the power slowly, alternating between continuous and and a pulse. He gets to the upper lever of my enjoyment, leaves it for a while, and then tells me, to 'thank' Him for being so nice. I expect Him to remove the leads, but He tells me they stay on, He will be continuing. I tell Him He is a brave soul...
I am kneeling, trying to concentrate on Master's cock. Suddenly i feel a stronger jolt, i stop sucking, kneel up and am staring at Master face to face. He looks at me, and says...i think you dropped something. I take the hint, and return to concentrate on Him.
The next spot for the leads is on my pussy. Master is alternating steady and pulsing, and i can feel myself dripping. I am close to needing a permission, when Master tells me to hang on, not permissions, til we are done with the unit. I am panting and moaning, when Master decides to put the leads on my bottom. I am over His lap, and after He has played with the intensity for a while, He starts to spank my bottom with the leather paddle, while continuing with the tens unit. He tells me i have permission to cum at any time....I am so close, but i feel, i need more. I ask for more spanks, for harder spanks, Master obliges, and i am lost in all the sensations..hearing His voice, feeling the leather paddle, the electric surges......
All i remember about next, is that i was LOUD, and cumming in waves, until i just needed to breathe. I am still, Master removes the leads and is talking quietly, while rubbing me all over. I am in a daze, and know it was a while before i felt i could move. I move from being over His lap, to being on His lap. We snuggle and chat, and just sit, enjoying each other. I decide i can get up, and when i do, i am a little disoriented still. Master pulls me back next Him, and we snuggle for a while longer.
I am finally totally back, and ready to return to the real world.
Yes, there is a part 2....about how i felt the next morning...
Hugs abby
Master noticed my grin, and reminded me that first order of things on Monday is always....maintenance. And before maintenance....naked kneeling time. After Master has claimed all of me, i am over His lap. I am ready for maintenance to begin, when to my surprise, instead of His hand warming up my bottom, i feel leather. The beaver tail (that is the shape) paddle is warming my bottom. Master sees me instantly relax, chuckles, and remarks that i must approve of this surprise warm-up....smart man:).
Much too soon, He asks me why we have maintenance...as He does every week. Once the question and answer part of our ritual is done, the small, wooden maintenance paddle starts to fly. Master believes that maintenance works because it is a hard spanking, one that reminds me that i do not want a harder spanking. I have to admit, it works pretty well.
Master starts in with the first set of 25 spanks, some rubbing, and 3 more sets follow. Usually each set is a little harder, or at least it feels that way to my bottom. By the third set, i get very vocal, and squirmy. The last 10 of the last set are the hardest ones, then finally, i get to recover over Master's lap, while He rubs my back, legs and bottom and talks quietly, until i can think and have a conversation. We are ready to move on to the tens unit.
Master has me kneeling in front of Him, while He attaches the leads, one on each nipple. He reminds me that i must keep talking to Him, letting Him know what i am feeling. He starts slowly, as soon as i can feel a tingle, i let Him know. He brings up the power slowly, alternating between continuous and and a pulse. He gets to the upper lever of my enjoyment, leaves it for a while, and then tells me, to 'thank' Him for being so nice. I expect Him to remove the leads, but He tells me they stay on, He will be continuing. I tell Him He is a brave soul...
I am kneeling, trying to concentrate on Master's cock. Suddenly i feel a stronger jolt, i stop sucking, kneel up and am staring at Master face to face. He looks at me, and says...i think you dropped something. I take the hint, and return to concentrate on Him.
The next spot for the leads is on my pussy. Master is alternating steady and pulsing, and i can feel myself dripping. I am close to needing a permission, when Master tells me to hang on, not permissions, til we are done with the unit. I am panting and moaning, when Master decides to put the leads on my bottom. I am over His lap, and after He has played with the intensity for a while, He starts to spank my bottom with the leather paddle, while continuing with the tens unit. He tells me i have permission to cum at any time....I am so close, but i feel, i need more. I ask for more spanks, for harder spanks, Master obliges, and i am lost in all the sensations..hearing His voice, feeling the leather paddle, the electric surges......
All i remember about next, is that i was LOUD, and cumming in waves, until i just needed to breathe. I am still, Master removes the leads and is talking quietly, while rubbing me all over. I am in a daze, and know it was a while before i felt i could move. I move from being over His lap, to being on His lap. We snuggle and chat, and just sit, enjoying each other. I decide i can get up, and when i do, i am a little disoriented still. Master pulls me back next Him, and we snuggle for a while longer.
I am finally totally back, and ready to return to the real world.
Yes, there is a part 2....about how i felt the next morning...
Hugs abby
Saturday, June 6, 2015
The Dog Ate My Homework!!
I managed to get into a bit of trouble this week, and when Master asked what was the problem...i really had no answer....so He asked if the dog had eaten my homework....i was willing to blame the dog, but He was not buying it.
Things have been going along pretty well, i had been shining that submissive halo of mine....when mid-week i started to get that 'antsy' feeling. The one where...the more you try to ignore it, the louder the voices get. I actually debated with them on Wednesday, about asking Master for a mid-week tune up, so to speak, but decided i could just handle this on my own.
See the halo lose it's shine....
Thursday morning , i did not send Master a good morning text...honestly i cannot remember the last time that happened. Yes, i was 'poking' Him....trying to ask without really having to ask....if that makes any sense to any of you. I had plans with a friend for most of the day, and Master never mentioned the missing text. Yes, i should know by now, there would be a price to pay, He was just giving me more rope.
Then this morning, we were talking and i replied to something He wanted me to do with an...OK. Silence...then an..."pardon me, what did you say?". I quickly corrected myself...He said better....but you will pay for that. Then the icing on the cake, i forgot to call at lunch. In my defense, which i tried to explain to Master, we had talked shortly before lunch, and we had settled on plans. I also did honestly tell Him, i never even thought of it until He mentioned it.
At that point, i finally regained my senses, and suggested to Master we have a re-start to the day...and said Good Morning Sir...He replied with a good morning....and an, I will see you soon...the dog ate too much homework!
So....I had shopped for some new very lacy undies and had put them away for a special occasion. This was not a special occasion, but it might help me out a bit. He did really like them....but....
I am kneeling, naked, Master is concentrating on my breast...with lots of pinching and pulling. I am trying to concentrate on His words, He is asking what happened this week, to cause me to be so off. I expalined about Wednesday, but did not want to ask for more....a very hard pinch followed. Asking for what i need is something He wants, and in this case would have prevented what was going to happen next. Our Fun Friday...was not going to be so much fun for me.
I am over His lap, and He starts in with the maintenance paddle, telling me this is my warm-up. No hand warm-up, but He is going lighter with the paddle than He usually does.
He then asks me if i know why i am going to be paddled....i do, ...for all of the above.
He starts in with a long, hard set. He stops, i say that was a long set....He agrees, says it was 50. Since obviously Monday's maintenance was not enough, today was double maintenance day. He tells me to ask for the next 50, i just cannot get the words out, so He just starts paddling.
After that 50, He asks if i would like a break. Yes Sir, comes flying out of mouth. He tells me to kneel between His legs. I am doing my best to try and take His mind off that paddle, when He tells me, when i am done with His cock i had better be ready to ask for the next 100...and it needs to be sincere. The paddling and my being between His legs, has changed my mind set, finally. I apologize for my 'forgetfulness', and ask Him to spank me hard so that the next time i think i should go it alone, i remeber there is no reason to, I have a loving Master who would love to help me. He accepts my apology and my request.
I am back over His lap, for two more sets fo 50, by the last set i am ouching very loudly and the tears are filling my eyes. He is finally done, is rubbing a bit, telling me how hot my bottom feels, while we chat about this week, and what i..we..could have done differently. Master then tells me, He is not done....He wants me to remember this spanking, so i am told to get up, and bend over, bottom up, head down...He is going to cane my bottom.
Honestly, i have no idea how many. A couple sets of 12....maybe, maybe more than that.
Yes they all hurt like the dickens, but i was in a much more accepting place. He stops and asks if i have had enough, or do i need more. I assure Him i have had enough. He sits and i snuggle into Him as close as i can get. Usually after a punishment there are no permissions, but Master decides that today can be different....it is supposed to be fun Friday. Permissions are soon needed, He pulls me into Him, and i have that wonderful feeling of my world being set right, once again.
Have a great weekend all...
hugs abby
Things have been going along pretty well, i had been shining that submissive halo of mine....when mid-week i started to get that 'antsy' feeling. The one where...the more you try to ignore it, the louder the voices get. I actually debated with them on Wednesday, about asking Master for a mid-week tune up, so to speak, but decided i could just handle this on my own.
See the halo lose it's shine....
Thursday morning , i did not send Master a good morning text...honestly i cannot remember the last time that happened. Yes, i was 'poking' Him....trying to ask without really having to ask....if that makes any sense to any of you. I had plans with a friend for most of the day, and Master never mentioned the missing text. Yes, i should know by now, there would be a price to pay, He was just giving me more rope.
Then this morning, we were talking and i replied to something He wanted me to do with an...OK. Silence...then an..."pardon me, what did you say?". I quickly corrected myself...He said better....but you will pay for that. Then the icing on the cake, i forgot to call at lunch. In my defense, which i tried to explain to Master, we had talked shortly before lunch, and we had settled on plans. I also did honestly tell Him, i never even thought of it until He mentioned it.
At that point, i finally regained my senses, and suggested to Master we have a re-start to the day...and said Good Morning Sir...He replied with a good morning....and an, I will see you soon...the dog ate too much homework!
So....I had shopped for some new very lacy undies and had put them away for a special occasion. This was not a special occasion, but it might help me out a bit. He did really like them....but....
I am kneeling, naked, Master is concentrating on my breast...with lots of pinching and pulling. I am trying to concentrate on His words, He is asking what happened this week, to cause me to be so off. I expalined about Wednesday, but did not want to ask for more....a very hard pinch followed. Asking for what i need is something He wants, and in this case would have prevented what was going to happen next. Our Fun Friday...was not going to be so much fun for me.
I am over His lap, and He starts in with the maintenance paddle, telling me this is my warm-up. No hand warm-up, but He is going lighter with the paddle than He usually does.
He then asks me if i know why i am going to be paddled....i do, ...for all of the above.
He starts in with a long, hard set. He stops, i say that was a long set....He agrees, says it was 50. Since obviously Monday's maintenance was not enough, today was double maintenance day. He tells me to ask for the next 50, i just cannot get the words out, so He just starts paddling.
After that 50, He asks if i would like a break. Yes Sir, comes flying out of mouth. He tells me to kneel between His legs. I am doing my best to try and take His mind off that paddle, when He tells me, when i am done with His cock i had better be ready to ask for the next 100...and it needs to be sincere. The paddling and my being between His legs, has changed my mind set, finally. I apologize for my 'forgetfulness', and ask Him to spank me hard so that the next time i think i should go it alone, i remeber there is no reason to, I have a loving Master who would love to help me. He accepts my apology and my request.
I am back over His lap, for two more sets fo 50, by the last set i am ouching very loudly and the tears are filling my eyes. He is finally done, is rubbing a bit, telling me how hot my bottom feels, while we chat about this week, and what i..we..could have done differently. Master then tells me, He is not done....He wants me to remember this spanking, so i am told to get up, and bend over, bottom up, head down...He is going to cane my bottom.
Honestly, i have no idea how many. A couple sets of 12....maybe, maybe more than that.
Yes they all hurt like the dickens, but i was in a much more accepting place. He stops and asks if i have had enough, or do i need more. I assure Him i have had enough. He sits and i snuggle into Him as close as i can get. Usually after a punishment there are no permissions, but Master decides that today can be different....it is supposed to be fun Friday. Permissions are soon needed, He pulls me into Him, and i have that wonderful feeling of my world being set right, once again.
Have a great weekend all...
hugs abby
Wednesday, June 3, 2015
Predictable.....Unpredictable......
Monday, per usual, was maintenance day. Maintenance is one of the few times when i am able to predict what will happen.
.......We always start with naked kneeling. He reclaims me with His hands and voice, helping me to be in the moment, to block out everything but Him and me.
.......I then go over His lap. We are often chatting at this point, and Master is warming up my bottom with His hand. Some warm-ups are longer than others.....i think they are never long enough.
......Master will then ask me, what part of me belongs to Him, the answer being all of me. The next question is, why do we have maintenance...they help me stay out of trouble, to avoid a Punishment spanking.
......As soon as those words are spoken, the paddle starts in. The maintenance paddle is small and heavy with holes. Usually there are 4 sets of 25....each set harder than the last. He does stop and rub and allow me to catch my breath after each set. I have to ask for the last 10, sometimes adding...and make them the hardest ones yet. (i hate asking). When He is done, there is some quiet time while He rubs my bottom, and 'checks' to see if i have complained too much about the ouchyness.....
......That is the established routine, and there is not much change from week to week.
......Often the next activity, is me sucking His cock. Sometimes there is more spanking with His hand or some leather. This past week we went right to me needing and getting permissions.
Maintenance is Master at His most predictable......most of you know, He is usually not predictable...
.....Tuesday morning Master tells me to get my plug, put it in my purse, keep it close to me all day. That is a first....and i have learned, that asking questions, only gives Him more ideas, so i simply say....i will. I had some errands to do, but even when i was at home...all i could think of is that plug in my purse. Every time my phone signaled a message, i thought....i hope it is not about the plug. I wondered...actually i worried.....that at some point i would be wearing that plug. He had my full attention all day....and He was busy working. At the end of the day, i asked if i could take it out of my purse....and received permission to do so. Simply having me put that darn thing in my purse.....changed the focus of my whole day.....which was probably just what He planned.
....Monday ...the predictable
....Tuesday...totally unpredictable
Life with Master is never boring, even though occasionally it is predictable.
hugs abby
Sunday, May 31, 2015
An "Electrifying" time....
Master has a tens unit....He has had it since i first met Him. We do not play with it often.....maybe 5 times total. We had just played with it a couple months ago...so i was very surprised when it made another appearance so soon.
A tens unit has 2 leads with small pads attached. The pads adhere to your skin and small steady currents or intervals are felt where the pads are attached. The strength can be adjusted to feeling basically nothing...to OMG!
During my kneeling time, Master gives the same instructions He gives whenever the unit makes an appearance. It cannot really hurt me...although there may be some pain...depending on your defination of pain. I absolutely need to keep talking to Him....we use a scale of 1--10, and He is constantly asking how i am feeling.
Master attaches the pads to cover my nipples. He slowly brings the level of intensity up until i tell Him i can feel something. He then slows down, and lets me get used to the level before intensifying it again. He also switches from continuing to steady beats...He can also vary the speed of the beats. Although i am not a fan of breast play, as in clamps and pinching and biting and.....i find that i love the sensations of the tens unit. I am continually talking to Master...when i am not panting. I have my hands on His knees to steady myself. Master is varying all the sensations, and i can feel the effect between my legs.....
Master then wonders aloud how it would feel elsewhere. I have learned....what He imagines, is just a few seconds from reality. He tells me to sit with my legs as far apart as possible, He wants a good view. He puts the tabs high up on my inner thighs. After a bit of play time, He puts a tab on my pussy. Again alternating steady and pulse and intensity, I can feel myself dripping. Master gives me permission to cum, i am right on the edge, but cannot quite get over that edge. Master asks if i would like some help.....DUH....or should He continue to 'torture' me? He starts using His fingers, just as i am about there...He tells me to climb over His lap.
He takes the tabs and puts them on my bottom. This is something new, He tells me to tell Him at what level i want Him to keep the unit at...when He gets to 7, i decide that is the level. He holds the control with one hand and uses the other hand to get me oh so close...when He decides I should be sucking His cock...with the tabs on and the current flowing. I manage to say...You are a brave soul...He laughts and says remember...I own your bottom.
I love worshipping His cock, but having the distraction of electric zaps on my bottom makes it somewhat more difficult to concentrate on the task at hand. Master does have to caution me to go easy a couple times, i can feel ''me" dripping down my legs. He finally invites me back over His lap, tabs still on my bottom, and as soon as i hear those magical words, 'cum for your Master', i am screaming and exploding....nothing else exists but the pulses of the tabs, His fingers and my need to cum...again and again and...well i am not sure how many. ( for all of you out there who think getting older means then end of some things...let me tell you, you are wrong!)
I am finally spent, it is all i can do to breathe, movement is not possible. Master removes the tabs, and is talking quietly to me, rubbing my back and my legs, pulling me in tightly to Him. After some time passes, i tell Him i cannot move....He chuckles and says He does not want me to. He reaches under a pillow and grabs the TV remote and puts on a movie..." 50 Shades of Gray". I have not seen it, and am thrilled...and we stay right there, me naked over His lap, He keeping at least one hand on me at all times...lightly spanking or rubbing or massaging.....it is the perfect way to watch that movie....or any movie ...LOL.
hugs abby
A tens unit has 2 leads with small pads attached. The pads adhere to your skin and small steady currents or intervals are felt where the pads are attached. The strength can be adjusted to feeling basically nothing...to OMG!
During my kneeling time, Master gives the same instructions He gives whenever the unit makes an appearance. It cannot really hurt me...although there may be some pain...depending on your defination of pain. I absolutely need to keep talking to Him....we use a scale of 1--10, and He is constantly asking how i am feeling.
Master attaches the pads to cover my nipples. He slowly brings the level of intensity up until i tell Him i can feel something. He then slows down, and lets me get used to the level before intensifying it again. He also switches from continuing to steady beats...He can also vary the speed of the beats. Although i am not a fan of breast play, as in clamps and pinching and biting and.....i find that i love the sensations of the tens unit. I am continually talking to Master...when i am not panting. I have my hands on His knees to steady myself. Master is varying all the sensations, and i can feel the effect between my legs.....
Master then wonders aloud how it would feel elsewhere. I have learned....what He imagines, is just a few seconds from reality. He tells me to sit with my legs as far apart as possible, He wants a good view. He puts the tabs high up on my inner thighs. After a bit of play time, He puts a tab on my pussy. Again alternating steady and pulse and intensity, I can feel myself dripping. Master gives me permission to cum, i am right on the edge, but cannot quite get over that edge. Master asks if i would like some help.....DUH....or should He continue to 'torture' me? He starts using His fingers, just as i am about there...He tells me to climb over His lap.
He takes the tabs and puts them on my bottom. This is something new, He tells me to tell Him at what level i want Him to keep the unit at...when He gets to 7, i decide that is the level. He holds the control with one hand and uses the other hand to get me oh so close...when He decides I should be sucking His cock...with the tabs on and the current flowing. I manage to say...You are a brave soul...He laughts and says remember...I own your bottom.
I love worshipping His cock, but having the distraction of electric zaps on my bottom makes it somewhat more difficult to concentrate on the task at hand. Master does have to caution me to go easy a couple times, i can feel ''me" dripping down my legs. He finally invites me back over His lap, tabs still on my bottom, and as soon as i hear those magical words, 'cum for your Master', i am screaming and exploding....nothing else exists but the pulses of the tabs, His fingers and my need to cum...again and again and...well i am not sure how many. ( for all of you out there who think getting older means then end of some things...let me tell you, you are wrong!)
I am finally spent, it is all i can do to breathe, movement is not possible. Master removes the tabs, and is talking quietly to me, rubbing my back and my legs, pulling me in tightly to Him. After some time passes, i tell Him i cannot move....He chuckles and says He does not want me to. He reaches under a pillow and grabs the TV remote and puts on a movie..." 50 Shades of Gray". I have not seen it, and am thrilled...and we stay right there, me naked over His lap, He keeping at least one hand on me at all times...lightly spanking or rubbing or massaging.....it is the perfect way to watch that movie....or any movie ...LOL.
hugs abby
Thursday, May 28, 2015
Creativity....
I had a delightful, and...due to super crazy work schedules for both my daughter-in-law and son...an exhausting one. I was in charge of the girls for a few days and nights. They are loving and fun...but...school and swim classes and dance classes and gymnastics, in addition the everyday stuff, made me one tired grandma. There is a very good reason whey woman can not longer have children...after a 'certain' age.
One of the traits that i have come to admire about Master is His creativity. He likes to 'keep me on my toes', in a few ways. He often makes 'the punishment fit the crime', so to speak. He has showed me to expect the unexpected...often a good surprise. There are some things that are expected, that have a set routine....that are not surprising in the least. One of those is maintenance.
Maintenance day is Monday....we start the week, making certain that my 'head' is in the right place, that my bottom is sore, and that i am reminded....all of me is His. We always start with my naked kneeling. We might chat if there is something one of us wants to discuss. Master then stands behind me and starts to re-claim me. I close my eyes, slow my breathing, and Master covers my eyes, my ears, and touches all of me....usually quietly telling me, this is 'our time', just us. Time to close everyone and everything else out.
I am then invited over Master's lap for a hand warm-up. We often are chatting or making each other laugh. Too quickly, Master will ask me why we have maintenance...because it keeps me out of trouble, reminds me that i am His...and that question is my warning, hand warm-up is over. Master belielves that a maintenance spanking should keep me from wanting a harder one...( i disagree and my vision of maintenance is quite different, but we all know how much that is worth). Master picks up the maintenance paddle...a smallish, fairly heavy, wood paddle with holes. There are four sets of 25, with rubbing between sets, each set harder than the last. I often have to ask for the last 10....and add ... please make them the hardest ones.
I hate saying those words, but have learned that delaying is not in my best interest.
Master will then check to see if part of me has been secretely enjoying this spanking...and of course He finds what He is looking for. He then makes sure, than i can hear and feel the evidence, and that i am no longer concentrating on the pain and heat on my bottom.....
This is where the routine ends. Earlier this week, at this point Master asked if i would like to suck His cock. I flew off His lap and quickly got into position. He laughed as He said He loved my enthusiasm. Next, Master decided that He should re-warm my bottom , but since i had been such a good girl, He would use the small leather strap. I quickly got into position, and since i do love leather, and my bottom had been well-warmed up, i eagerly waited for the first 'kiss' of the leather. I am not sure how many, but enough to leave me dripping and badly in need of a permission. Master was kind enough to oblige....and make sure i needed more than on permission.
As for Master's creativity...today i had plans to spend the day with a friend.The first part of the day at a casino, and also part of the day outside walking along the water. Before i left this morning, Master asked how i was going to serve Him today....a qestion He often asks. I stopped to think, and said, i am dressed and ready, but i will go take off my panties and make it a no panty day. I expected a 'good girl', or a 'good idea' or 'great'. His reply...leave them on til you get to the casino...then take them off. Put them back on just before you leave to come back home. Has He ever given me these instructions before....no....but having to do the task...and seeing the undies in my purse all day.....i knew to whom i belonged.
hugs abby
One of the traits that i have come to admire about Master is His creativity. He likes to 'keep me on my toes', in a few ways. He often makes 'the punishment fit the crime', so to speak. He has showed me to expect the unexpected...often a good surprise. There are some things that are expected, that have a set routine....that are not surprising in the least. One of those is maintenance.
Maintenance day is Monday....we start the week, making certain that my 'head' is in the right place, that my bottom is sore, and that i am reminded....all of me is His. We always start with my naked kneeling. We might chat if there is something one of us wants to discuss. Master then stands behind me and starts to re-claim me. I close my eyes, slow my breathing, and Master covers my eyes, my ears, and touches all of me....usually quietly telling me, this is 'our time', just us. Time to close everyone and everything else out.
I am then invited over Master's lap for a hand warm-up. We often are chatting or making each other laugh. Too quickly, Master will ask me why we have maintenance...because it keeps me out of trouble, reminds me that i am His...and that question is my warning, hand warm-up is over. Master belielves that a maintenance spanking should keep me from wanting a harder one...( i disagree and my vision of maintenance is quite different, but we all know how much that is worth). Master picks up the maintenance paddle...a smallish, fairly heavy, wood paddle with holes. There are four sets of 25, with rubbing between sets, each set harder than the last. I often have to ask for the last 10....and add ... please make them the hardest ones.
I hate saying those words, but have learned that delaying is not in my best interest.
Master will then check to see if part of me has been secretely enjoying this spanking...and of course He finds what He is looking for. He then makes sure, than i can hear and feel the evidence, and that i am no longer concentrating on the pain and heat on my bottom.....
This is where the routine ends. Earlier this week, at this point Master asked if i would like to suck His cock. I flew off His lap and quickly got into position. He laughed as He said He loved my enthusiasm. Next, Master decided that He should re-warm my bottom , but since i had been such a good girl, He would use the small leather strap. I quickly got into position, and since i do love leather, and my bottom had been well-warmed up, i eagerly waited for the first 'kiss' of the leather. I am not sure how many, but enough to leave me dripping and badly in need of a permission. Master was kind enough to oblige....and make sure i needed more than on permission.
As for Master's creativity...today i had plans to spend the day with a friend.The first part of the day at a casino, and also part of the day outside walking along the water. Before i left this morning, Master asked how i was going to serve Him today....a qestion He often asks. I stopped to think, and said, i am dressed and ready, but i will go take off my panties and make it a no panty day. I expected a 'good girl', or a 'good idea' or 'great'. His reply...leave them on til you get to the casino...then take them off. Put them back on just before you leave to come back home. Has He ever given me these instructions before....no....but having to do the task...and seeing the undies in my purse all day.....i knew to whom i belonged.
hugs abby
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
12 Random Facts About Me
ancilla_ksst posted 10 random facts, i commented and said i would like to play along. She assigned me the number 12.
1. I went to a small, Catholic, all girl's high school. There were 33 in my graduating class. We made friendships that have lasted a lifetime.
2. I have been spanked outside, on a wooded path, with a switch. I would not recommend it.
3. In college....way back when....I was a going into my senior year, when the school announced there would be 1 coed dorm. They chose the one i was residing in, so we had first choice to live in the coed dorm or not. My roommate and i quickly chose yes. My regular boy friend at the time was not pleased....oh well, my submissive nature had not kicked in yet.
4. One of my fantasies, to find a secluded beach and be spanked listening to the rolling of the waves.
5. Both my parents came from large families. My mother had 9 brothers and a sister...they were a fun loving, partying bunch. Every year there would be a family reunion, with well over 150 people in attendance. They would last a weekend, and they would be all kinds of activities...golf tournament, cribbage tournament, greased pig chase, all kinds of races, pie eating contest, and lots more. You did not have to be good to participate in any of these....and there were plenty of prizes for everyone.
6. If i could choose one toy from Master's bag to be spanked with every day it would be what He calls the beaver tail leather paddle...shaped like a beaver's tail. The one instrument of destruction to throw out...the acrylic paddle.
7. My sister and i shared a room when we were young. We did not always get along that well...now there's an understatement. One day i told her i was going to divide the room in half...we would each own our half and she could not come into mine...or me into hers.
I proceeded to put a ribbon along the wall, half way up. Then i told her..i had the bottome half, she had the top half. Neither she, nor my mom, were amused.
8. I once managed to visit 3 countries in 24 hours...and not in Europe. Started off at home in the USA...took the a girl scout troup on a day trip to Niagara Falls...went on the Canadien side. That night I flew out to visit friends in Texas, who decided we shoud cross the border to visit Mexico.
9. One 'toy' i have become intrigued by, and would love to try is a vibrating egg. Never knowing when He would turn it on....or rev it up...in a restaurant, at a concert, in the car (while a passenger), so many possibilities.
10. I would love to drive across the country, stopping in each state to see something special...and visiting all of the National Parks.
11. I am in a book club, our last meeting before our summer break, is a luncheon. We read a book that takes place in a different culture, and the meal is a pot luck of foods the characters in the book would eat.
12 And finally, at the book club lunch last week....one of the ladies was discussing her visit to her physical therapist. She said the He used a tems machine, she asked if anyone had heard of one. Everyone said no, i said yes i have. Oops, she asked if i had been in physical therapy, i said no, i just know that it has to do with an electrical current. She then said...it has worked wonders for her back and hips...i managed to refrain myself myself from saying....it works wonders on other parts of the anatomy also ;). Now that would have been a luncheon to remember....
So, i anyone wants to join in, when you leave a comment, let me know and i will assign you a number from 1 to 20. You are, of course welcome to just comment and not participate.
hugs abby
Thursday, May 14, 2015
"Traveling Stripes"
In what has become a tradition, Master gave me my 'traveling stripes' today.
I am meeting my daughter and her family at an indoor water park for the weekend. I will then be taking the train to my son's for a week. Master feels...and it has been proven.....that stripes from a caning stay with me longer than other spankings.
After my naked kneeling , i am over Master's lap, enjoying a wonderful hand warm-up.
Master then tells me it is time for my stripes. I groan....He reminds me that a caning stays with me....and reminds me....i am His. I get into position, and wait. He is spanking in sets of six. After each set, Master stops to rub...and maybe some chat about expectations while i am away. After a few sets, instead of rubbing my bottom with His hands, He steps forward and uses His body. I tell Him how much nicer that is....trying to encourage Him...lol.
I finally hear last set....10 this time. Before i can groan, He continues, you can choose...harder, the same or lighter, since you enjoyed it last time. The first stroke is very light....so i say harder. He increases, but not by much. I keep saying harder until around the sixth or seventh one...when i revert to the same. We get to the last one, and i say harder....and it is , but not as hard as i feared. Master asks if it is enough....i assure Him it is....
I properly thank Master for my stripes, and we move on to making me breathless and needing permissions. Master is pinching my stripes and playing with clit, making the pain/pleasure connection obvious and .....strong. After my permissons, we snuggle as Master reminds me....out of sight, is not out of mind or out of submission....i am still His...not matter where i am.
hugs abby
I am meeting my daughter and her family at an indoor water park for the weekend. I will then be taking the train to my son's for a week. Master feels...and it has been proven.....that stripes from a caning stay with me longer than other spankings.
After my naked kneeling , i am over Master's lap, enjoying a wonderful hand warm-up.
Master then tells me it is time for my stripes. I groan....He reminds me that a caning stays with me....and reminds me....i am His. I get into position, and wait. He is spanking in sets of six. After each set, Master stops to rub...and maybe some chat about expectations while i am away. After a few sets, instead of rubbing my bottom with His hands, He steps forward and uses His body. I tell Him how much nicer that is....trying to encourage Him...lol.
I finally hear last set....10 this time. Before i can groan, He continues, you can choose...harder, the same or lighter, since you enjoyed it last time. The first stroke is very light....so i say harder. He increases, but not by much. I keep saying harder until around the sixth or seventh one...when i revert to the same. We get to the last one, and i say harder....and it is , but not as hard as i feared. Master asks if it is enough....i assure Him it is....
I properly thank Master for my stripes, and we move on to making me breathless and needing permissions. Master is pinching my stripes and playing with clit, making the pain/pleasure connection obvious and .....strong. After my permissons, we snuggle as Master reminds me....out of sight, is not out of mind or out of submission....i am still His...not matter where i am.
hugs abby
Tuesday, May 12, 2015
Me....in charge??
Yes, me in charge of a spanking...well not really a whole spanking............
One of Master's traits that i appreciate the most is His creativity. He has been spanking me for going on 12 years, and He still surprises me.
As all of you must know by now...in my world....the week starts with a maintenance spanking. It is meant to remind me the i am His, and that He has certain expectations. One of the side benefits is that my 'voices'....those conversations in my head, you know the ones...they make me question and doubt......they are not totally banished, but they do not get a chance to take 'residence'. That is a very good thing.
Maintenance spankings have their own routine. We start with my naked kneeling, Master talks quietly reminding me why we have these spankings. His hands cover my eyes and ears, signaling that it is time to shut everything and everyone else out...this is 'our time'. He works down my body, claiming all of it, often stopping to pull, pinch, maul my breast. Today He chooses to just be very gentle, to barely touch and circle.....His light touch is electric, i can feel His touch deep down inside of me.
Then it is over His lap, for a quick hand warm-up, followed by 100 hard spanks with His maintenance paddle. Usually, like today, they are in sets of 25. Today, it feels like He is spanking harder than usual, and i am having a hard time coping with them. My legs are thumping...keeping beat...and i am ouching and squirming. After the first set, Master tells me my head is not in the right place, i am fighting the spanking, not accepting it. After 50, He reminds me that this spanking is going to happen...and get harder....nothing i can do about it....so accept it. He rubs my bottom for a bit, giving me time to re-focus. I am better prepared for the last 2 sets, in part, i think, because my bottom is so well warmed from the first half of the spanking, and also because of Master's words...i am in a better place, i am more accepting.
Master checks....and chuckles as even i can 'hear' the sloshing of my wetness. He continues to 'stir the pot' and just when i am getting ready to ask for permission, Master stops and says He has a treat for me. He is going to use His belt. I groan a little since i was anticipating a permission......He asks if i am disappointed, He thought i would be more excited. I am thinking, timing is everything. I tell Him i do love His belt, He stands before me so i can hear and see Him removing His belt. He tells me to get in position, and present Him with a good target. My bottom is well-warmed, and the 'kiss' of His belt, soon has me dripping.
When He gets to the last 10, He stops, and says i am going to give you a chance to do something you have never done. I look up at Him....not sure if i should be excited....or not.
He tells me that after each swat i may tell Him if i want the next one to be harder, softer or the same....and He will do as i say. WOW....that is a first. He starts off on the gentle side...gentle according to Master's standards. So i ask for harder for the second. The next couple are the same,,,,,then a harder one....the same til we get to the last couple ones, which i want harder.
Master then decides it is time for a hard fucking...His words. I am in agreement..lol. I am soon panting and getting so close, and thinking it is time to ask.....when He tells me to get up on all fours and present my bottom to Him. Honestly, i am never thrilled to hear this. I move..a little slowly. Master is telling me to relax, to let Him in....He continues to talk quietly, i try to concentrate on His voice, and not on the pain . Just when i get almost to the point of thinking, i can't....i take a deep breath.....and relax....and instead of pain....there is a fullness, a deep connection....a return to thinking about needing a permission. After the first one is granted, Master continues and also reaches and uses His fingers to stimulate my clit.....it is almost too much , as i explode....and ask for more......finally, i ask...no more, please.....as i collapse, trying to remember that i should breathe.
Master reaches for me, to pull me into my special spot, when i just plop over Him, splayed flat covering His body. I look at Him. He looks surprised as He wraps me into His arms. I tell Him i just acted and did not think....He smiles and says....you should do that more often. We lie there, as one, sated, content, quietly chatting.
Later, when i am getting dressed, Master says to me....You know you need to get better at asking for what you want.....i will give you another 10 or so years, before i expect you to be asking. I look up at Him and laugh.....He says you are bushing, i love it. For a long time, i thought that every time Master and i saw each other it would be the last, i was convinced that for so many reasons, He would move on. He would tell me He was here for the long run, it took me a long time to believe it......He is reminding me.....He is still here....and He intends to stay.
So do i.......
hugs abby
One of Master's traits that i appreciate the most is His creativity. He has been spanking me for going on 12 years, and He still surprises me.
As all of you must know by now...in my world....the week starts with a maintenance spanking. It is meant to remind me the i am His, and that He has certain expectations. One of the side benefits is that my 'voices'....those conversations in my head, you know the ones...they make me question and doubt......they are not totally banished, but they do not get a chance to take 'residence'. That is a very good thing.
Maintenance spankings have their own routine. We start with my naked kneeling, Master talks quietly reminding me why we have these spankings. His hands cover my eyes and ears, signaling that it is time to shut everything and everyone else out...this is 'our time'. He works down my body, claiming all of it, often stopping to pull, pinch, maul my breast. Today He chooses to just be very gentle, to barely touch and circle.....His light touch is electric, i can feel His touch deep down inside of me.
Then it is over His lap, for a quick hand warm-up, followed by 100 hard spanks with His maintenance paddle. Usually, like today, they are in sets of 25. Today, it feels like He is spanking harder than usual, and i am having a hard time coping with them. My legs are thumping...keeping beat...and i am ouching and squirming. After the first set, Master tells me my head is not in the right place, i am fighting the spanking, not accepting it. After 50, He reminds me that this spanking is going to happen...and get harder....nothing i can do about it....so accept it. He rubs my bottom for a bit, giving me time to re-focus. I am better prepared for the last 2 sets, in part, i think, because my bottom is so well warmed from the first half of the spanking, and also because of Master's words...i am in a better place, i am more accepting.
Master checks....and chuckles as even i can 'hear' the sloshing of my wetness. He continues to 'stir the pot' and just when i am getting ready to ask for permission, Master stops and says He has a treat for me. He is going to use His belt. I groan a little since i was anticipating a permission......He asks if i am disappointed, He thought i would be more excited. I am thinking, timing is everything. I tell Him i do love His belt, He stands before me so i can hear and see Him removing His belt. He tells me to get in position, and present Him with a good target. My bottom is well-warmed, and the 'kiss' of His belt, soon has me dripping.
When He gets to the last 10, He stops, and says i am going to give you a chance to do something you have never done. I look up at Him....not sure if i should be excited....or not.
He tells me that after each swat i may tell Him if i want the next one to be harder, softer or the same....and He will do as i say. WOW....that is a first. He starts off on the gentle side...gentle according to Master's standards. So i ask for harder for the second. The next couple are the same,,,,,then a harder one....the same til we get to the last couple ones, which i want harder.
Master then decides it is time for a hard fucking...His words. I am in agreement..lol. I am soon panting and getting so close, and thinking it is time to ask.....when He tells me to get up on all fours and present my bottom to Him. Honestly, i am never thrilled to hear this. I move..a little slowly. Master is telling me to relax, to let Him in....He continues to talk quietly, i try to concentrate on His voice, and not on the pain . Just when i get almost to the point of thinking, i can't....i take a deep breath.....and relax....and instead of pain....there is a fullness, a deep connection....a return to thinking about needing a permission. After the first one is granted, Master continues and also reaches and uses His fingers to stimulate my clit.....it is almost too much , as i explode....and ask for more......finally, i ask...no more, please.....as i collapse, trying to remember that i should breathe.
Master reaches for me, to pull me into my special spot, when i just plop over Him, splayed flat covering His body. I look at Him. He looks surprised as He wraps me into His arms. I tell Him i just acted and did not think....He smiles and says....you should do that more often. We lie there, as one, sated, content, quietly chatting.
Later, when i am getting dressed, Master says to me....You know you need to get better at asking for what you want.....i will give you another 10 or so years, before i expect you to be asking. I look up at Him and laugh.....He says you are bushing, i love it. For a long time, i thought that every time Master and i saw each other it would be the last, i was convinced that for so many reasons, He would move on. He would tell me He was here for the long run, it took me a long time to believe it......He is reminding me.....He is still here....and He intends to stay.
So do i.......
hugs abby
Sunday, May 10, 2015
A 'circuit' spanking...
Hope everyone enjoyed a special mother's day. I started the day with breakfast in bed....a long standing tradition of at least 3 generations. My daughter cooked one of my favorite lunches..and since in is Mother's day...she even cleaned up! All the grands made special home made gifts for grandma...love those! I asked the kids to get me a fit-bit...it counts your steps, makes a new goal for you each day, and will tell you when you have been sitting for an hour...time to get up and move around. I actually got it last week....love it. Walked over 10,000 steps each day most of last week....and then hurt my foot while shopping on Sat., so i have been sitting most the weekend. But, i think it is doing better, so will start again tomorrow, and work my way back up to 10,000.
On Friday, Master said, He thought it was a good day for a hard spanking. I almost bit my tongue off keeping myself from saying...great...i have always wondered how you would react to a hard spanking! I noticed the small, but heavy, paddle was in reach. After my kneeling time, i was over His lap. He starts right in with the paddle, and i start right in squirming. He comments and i remind Him that a warm-up would be nice. Proving He can be a nice guy, He puts the paddle down, and i settle into a nice hand warm-up.
When He picks up the paddle again, He says He will start with a 'circuit' spanking. I am trying to figure out what He means...when He spanks my bottom, thigh, shin...repeat on the other side. They are not the hardest spanks, but the thigh and shin ones do not have to be hard to HURT. After a few rounds, He tucks me in, and declares it is time to get serious. He sticks to my bottom this time....but they are hard spanks.....and i am soon letting Him know that they are indeed hard. He stops for some rubbing and calming before round two.
When He is finished He nicely rubs some of the heat out....He starts rubbing my thighs and i tell Him his hands feel Hot...He has absorbed some of the heat from my bottom. How nice of him...LOL. Of course His hand roam....and find me all 'squishy'....so we move on to some some hard loving.....a great way to celebrate that it is Friday.
Since i have been sitting with a wrapped ankle a lot of this weekend, i decided to finally start watching "Outlander"......I have watched the first 5 episodes...and am enjoying it. I have not read the books...those of you who have read the books and seen the series...am i losing out on something by not reading the books...or is the television series about covering it? Thanks!
hugs abby
On Friday, Master said, He thought it was a good day for a hard spanking. I almost bit my tongue off keeping myself from saying...great...i have always wondered how you would react to a hard spanking! I noticed the small, but heavy, paddle was in reach. After my kneeling time, i was over His lap. He starts right in with the paddle, and i start right in squirming. He comments and i remind Him that a warm-up would be nice. Proving He can be a nice guy, He puts the paddle down, and i settle into a nice hand warm-up.
When He picks up the paddle again, He says He will start with a 'circuit' spanking. I am trying to figure out what He means...when He spanks my bottom, thigh, shin...repeat on the other side. They are not the hardest spanks, but the thigh and shin ones do not have to be hard to HURT. After a few rounds, He tucks me in, and declares it is time to get serious. He sticks to my bottom this time....but they are hard spanks.....and i am soon letting Him know that they are indeed hard. He stops for some rubbing and calming before round two.
When He is finished He nicely rubs some of the heat out....He starts rubbing my thighs and i tell Him his hands feel Hot...He has absorbed some of the heat from my bottom. How nice of him...LOL. Of course His hand roam....and find me all 'squishy'....so we move on to some some hard loving.....a great way to celebrate that it is Friday.
Since i have been sitting with a wrapped ankle a lot of this weekend, i decided to finally start watching "Outlander"......I have watched the first 5 episodes...and am enjoying it. I have not read the books...those of you who have read the books and seen the series...am i losing out on something by not reading the books...or is the television series about covering it? Thanks!
hugs abby
Monday, May 4, 2015
Losing a bet is a.....way to a Hot bottom!
So, my boys let me down....BIG TIME! They loss all 3 games to those damn Yanks....and they were playing in Boston. During the last game Master told me He had never spanked me with a broom (meaning my boys were being swept). Knowing that my bottom was already going to be paying off the bet, i wisely kept quiet.
"Pay your losing bet" day was today. The total score of each game would be multiplied by 10, (first game ended in a score that totaled 5....multiply by 10....50 strokes.)
The total for all three games was 24... 240 strokes ..Master could decide to use one 'toy' or to divide the payback into the scores for each of the games.
Since today is Monday, that also means maintenance spanking, which Master made clear would happen first. After my naked kneeling , i was over His lap, for a hand warm-up, followed by 100 with the maintenance paddle. He divided them into sets of 25, with some rubbing after each set, still by the last set, i was ouching loudly, and wanting it to be over. Finally He is rubbing, it is over, Master is telling me He has decided to divide the spanking into the separate games.
For the first spanking He pulls out the green shamrock paddle. It is smallish...but heavy. The scoring total was 6....60 strokes. He is not spanking as hard as the last maintenance set, and stops after every 10 for some rubbing. After the fifth set, i am enjoying His fingers, but know that i am getting to close to orgasm. I ask Master to finish the spanking...He chuckles...and says...beg me. I ask Him to stop since i am getting close and know that i do not have a permission...He does not consider that begging....He considers it me asking Him for a favor. So i take a deep breath and in my best 'begging' voice, i plead for Him to continue the paddling....He is happy to do so.
Master asks if i would like a break before the next spanking...when i say yes...He asks me what would i like to do with my break? I kneel between His knees, reach up and give Him a kiss...He asks if that is all i want to do? Of course it isn't, we both enjoy the interlude between the spankings.
Second game, 5 runs were scored. Master is digging in His bag, and pulls out the cane. I groan a little, but get into position, sticking out my bottom without being told...Master tells me He is pleased with my attitude. Five sets of 10 each....Master tells me my bottom is really giving off heat...ya think? After some more rubbing, and a quick massage...it is time for game 3 payoff.
Thirteen runs score...only time i have been sorry that the Sox tried to make the game interesting....so 130. Master is rummaging in His bag, and i am wondering what wood toy He is looking for....when...He is holding a medium strap. It is larger..wider...that the belt, but not as large as the strop. I breathe a little sigh of relief...leather! I get into position, bottom out, and since my bottom is very well warmed, i am ready. Master counts out 80, and tells me to get up. I think ...ut oh...He wants a different target.
I am right, He tells me to hold out my breast, and not move. I take a deep breath and do...without a complaint...maybe just a 'look'....He shortens the strap so He is using mostly the tip, and i get 10, fairly hard ones on each breast. He stops, and i am wondering if He miscounted...silly me! He has me sit with legs spread wide...thighs are next.
They are not hard ones, but they do not need to be.....my thighs rarely get spanked...thank goodness. This time i am back to ouching, but i stay in position. He stops, with 10 left and tells me to stay just as i am....double ut oh......
The last 10 are for my pussy. I take a deep breath and close my eyes...so i do not flinch.....I feel 10 very quick, very light ones. I am a little confused...so i ask....do those count? Master laughs and says, yes they do! I thank Him..they were perfect...I am so ready to move on to our next activity. And yes, it includes lots of permissions.
The boys do not play each other again til July...we will be keeping the same terms for our bet.....i hope that this time my boys come through a little better. But i have to admit...Master has a way of making me think...losing a bet, is a lot like winning:).
hugs abby
"Pay your losing bet" day was today. The total score of each game would be multiplied by 10, (first game ended in a score that totaled 5....multiply by 10....50 strokes.)
The total for all three games was 24... 240 strokes ..Master could decide to use one 'toy' or to divide the payback into the scores for each of the games.
Since today is Monday, that also means maintenance spanking, which Master made clear would happen first. After my naked kneeling , i was over His lap, for a hand warm-up, followed by 100 with the maintenance paddle. He divided them into sets of 25, with some rubbing after each set, still by the last set, i was ouching loudly, and wanting it to be over. Finally He is rubbing, it is over, Master is telling me He has decided to divide the spanking into the separate games.
For the first spanking He pulls out the green shamrock paddle. It is smallish...but heavy. The scoring total was 6....60 strokes. He is not spanking as hard as the last maintenance set, and stops after every 10 for some rubbing. After the fifth set, i am enjoying His fingers, but know that i am getting to close to orgasm. I ask Master to finish the spanking...He chuckles...and says...beg me. I ask Him to stop since i am getting close and know that i do not have a permission...He does not consider that begging....He considers it me asking Him for a favor. So i take a deep breath and in my best 'begging' voice, i plead for Him to continue the paddling....He is happy to do so.
Master asks if i would like a break before the next spanking...when i say yes...He asks me what would i like to do with my break? I kneel between His knees, reach up and give Him a kiss...He asks if that is all i want to do? Of course it isn't, we both enjoy the interlude between the spankings.
Second game, 5 runs were scored. Master is digging in His bag, and pulls out the cane. I groan a little, but get into position, sticking out my bottom without being told...Master tells me He is pleased with my attitude. Five sets of 10 each....Master tells me my bottom is really giving off heat...ya think? After some more rubbing, and a quick massage...it is time for game 3 payoff.
Thirteen runs score...only time i have been sorry that the Sox tried to make the game interesting....so 130. Master is rummaging in His bag, and i am wondering what wood toy He is looking for....when...He is holding a medium strap. It is larger..wider...that the belt, but not as large as the strop. I breathe a little sigh of relief...leather! I get into position, bottom out, and since my bottom is very well warmed, i am ready. Master counts out 80, and tells me to get up. I think ...ut oh...He wants a different target.
I am right, He tells me to hold out my breast, and not move. I take a deep breath and do...without a complaint...maybe just a 'look'....He shortens the strap so He is using mostly the tip, and i get 10, fairly hard ones on each breast. He stops, and i am wondering if He miscounted...silly me! He has me sit with legs spread wide...thighs are next.
They are not hard ones, but they do not need to be.....my thighs rarely get spanked...thank goodness. This time i am back to ouching, but i stay in position. He stops, with 10 left and tells me to stay just as i am....double ut oh......
The last 10 are for my pussy. I take a deep breath and close my eyes...so i do not flinch.....I feel 10 very quick, very light ones. I am a little confused...so i ask....do those count? Master laughs and says, yes they do! I thank Him..they were perfect...I am so ready to move on to our next activity. And yes, it includes lots of permissions.
The boys do not play each other again til July...we will be keeping the same terms for our bet.....i hope that this time my boys come through a little better. But i have to admit...Master has a way of making me think...losing a bet, is a lot like winning:).
hugs abby
Friday, May 1, 2015
"Leatherlicious" Friday....
After all my complaining for the last few months i have to share...we are having the best weather!! For most of this week....and should continue through the weekend....blue skies, bright sun, no sticky humidity, slight breeze, and temps close to 70:):):):):):). I have been walking the bike path near where i live. Per Master, i will be walking at least 5 days a week, for at least 45 minutes...which is just about the time it takes me to walk the path once.
All the great weather even had an effect on Master, He asked if i wanted an all leather play time....He could tell by the smile on my face that i thought it was a great idea!
After my naked kneeling time, i was over His lap for a hand warm-up. His hand does resemble leather...as opposed to wood. Besides a nice, long, hand warm-up can only make any spanking better. He started with His Shadow Lane paddle.....He calls it His beaver tail, since it is about that size and shape. The leather is pliable and soft...and it is yummy! For the first 50 He alternated spanks from one cheek to the other...I was so relaxed. After some rubbing, it was time for the next 50. He switched to 25 in one spot, the next 25 on the other cheek. That paddle has moved way up on my list of toys i love, it was so relaxing...
Master decided He had better get me moving, He told me to lean over the arm of the sofa, bottom up high. He wanted to add some 'sting' to my sensations, so He decided on a medium leather strap. It did wake me up...in a few ways. Another 100, had my bottom well warmed and definitely stingy. Master then asked if i was in the mood for the 'f' word. It took me a minute to think and reply...flogger...of course always ready for the flogger.
He had me kneel on the sofa, leaning over the back of it. Oh, you all know how i feel about the large leather flogger, and it...and Master, of course...did not disappoint. Master worked His way up to 90, increasing the force after each set ....i was moaning and almost off to another place. Master asks if i am ready for the last 10. Usually these are the hardest, but this time Master just swishes the flogger from my toes to my neck, up one side down the others. I am sighing, and Master decides...that is 1, there will be 9 more just like it. By the time He is done, i am a puddle, and can feel a large 'puddling' forming, and starting to ooze down my legs. Master also notices, and decides it is time to move on to a non-leather activity....but one that is even more enjoyable:)!
The Sox and those 'damn' Yanks go at it again this weekend. Master and i have a bet set.....anyone want to join me cheering my Red Sox on to 3 victories?
hugs abby
All the great weather even had an effect on Master, He asked if i wanted an all leather play time....He could tell by the smile on my face that i thought it was a great idea!
After my naked kneeling time, i was over His lap for a hand warm-up. His hand does resemble leather...as opposed to wood. Besides a nice, long, hand warm-up can only make any spanking better. He started with His Shadow Lane paddle.....He calls it His beaver tail, since it is about that size and shape. The leather is pliable and soft...and it is yummy! For the first 50 He alternated spanks from one cheek to the other...I was so relaxed. After some rubbing, it was time for the next 50. He switched to 25 in one spot, the next 25 on the other cheek. That paddle has moved way up on my list of toys i love, it was so relaxing...
Master decided He had better get me moving, He told me to lean over the arm of the sofa, bottom up high. He wanted to add some 'sting' to my sensations, so He decided on a medium leather strap. It did wake me up...in a few ways. Another 100, had my bottom well warmed and definitely stingy. Master then asked if i was in the mood for the 'f' word. It took me a minute to think and reply...flogger...of course always ready for the flogger.
He had me kneel on the sofa, leaning over the back of it. Oh, you all know how i feel about the large leather flogger, and it...and Master, of course...did not disappoint. Master worked His way up to 90, increasing the force after each set ....i was moaning and almost off to another place. Master asks if i am ready for the last 10. Usually these are the hardest, but this time Master just swishes the flogger from my toes to my neck, up one side down the others. I am sighing, and Master decides...that is 1, there will be 9 more just like it. By the time He is done, i am a puddle, and can feel a large 'puddling' forming, and starting to ooze down my legs. Master also notices, and decides it is time to move on to a non-leather activity....but one that is even more enjoyable:)!
The Sox and those 'damn' Yanks go at it again this weekend. Master and i have a bet set.....anyone want to join me cheering my Red Sox on to 3 victories?
hugs abby
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
His Hands....
I am back from my family time....i always miss Master, usually more than i anticipate i will. One night, i was focusing on different parts of Master trying to decide which i missed the most.....near the top of the list.....His hands....
He is good in many ways with his hands...He works on cars, can do electrical work, plumbing, remodeling......and i admire all of those. But mostly i love His hands....when he holds mine in His, when He warms my bottom with his hands, when He gives me a wonderfully relaxing massage, when He grabs my hair, or brings me to the edge of an orgasm, when He cradles my face with them, when He gently circles and touches my nipples, sending sparks through me...and yes even when He moves on to pinching and pulling them. There is one use that i never look forward to, altho Master would be quick to tell you, i react most favorably and loudly to this use...fisting.
A couple days before i returned home, Master told me, He had been thinking about using His hand...i somehow knew immediately He meant fisting. I told Him that always made me nervous....He said not many things make me nervous, i assured Him this did. The subject was dropped...until today.
Master said we had maintenance spankings to catch up on.....in the plural. I assured Him that was not necessary....He insisted. During my naked kneeling, Master asked if i remembered what else He had promised me when i returned, i nodded. He told me not to be so enthusiastic, and that at least a part of me was probably looking forward to it...i told Him no, no part of me.
Time for maintenance, i went over His lap. A much too short ( in my opinion, always too short) hand warm-up, and then the small wooden maintenance paddle. It's been almost 2 weeks since my last spanking, i was squirming from the very first swats. Master gave me 4 sets of 25...each set a bit harder, it took until the last set, before i settled in, and 'accepted'. Master checked and announced that part of me was enjoying the return of maintenance.
He reminded me that we had missed 2 sessions, and said i could have a break if i wanted one, between the spankings.
I was up and kneeling between His knees, quickly, thinking just maybe, i could distract Him from round two. He did enjoy our break, but announced it was time for round 2. This time He decided on 2 sets of 50....the last 10 being the hardest. The first spanking had warmed up my bottom, and although this second round was harder, i was much calmer. Master checked again, and used His wonderful hands to bring me close, so that i was dripping. He stopped and told me to get on all fours, legs apart, back arched ready for His hand.
I obeyed, and He started with one finger, making sure i stayed wet and ready, then 2....talking me through the process letting me know what progress He was making. I kept breathing slowly, until I could feel Him fill me, and then went to panting, as He stimulated me...telling me not to cum since that would mean i was enjoying myself. Of course, He soon had me at the point of no return, and begging for a permission...several were granted, as i yelled and exploded....over and over. That feeling of being filled by His hand, totally controlled by His hand, losing control because of His hand.......that sensation is like no other.
Master pulls out, and i lay down, He joins me, and brings me into my safe place, snuggled in His hairy chest, under his chin, completely wrapped in His arms.
Once i am up and about again, we are chatting as i reach for my clothes and put on my bra....once it is on He looks at me and says....you are getting dressed? I stop and think well, yes....He says have you asked for permission? I honestly forgot.....when we were first starting down this road, asking to get dressed was one of my first rules...one that i saw no reason to have. Finally one day He said He would no longer remind me, i needed to ask before getting dressed...which i thought was crazy. The next time i was naked, and i got up and reached for something to put on, He pulled me over His knee and spanked me. He let me up, and i reached to get dressed....He repeated the spanking, let me up....and i still just reached for something to put on. He reached into His bag and before i knew it I was back over His knee and getting paddled. After the second paddling, He reminded me that He could paddle my bottom for a long longer than i could be stubborn....it only took one more round of going over His knee again for Him to convince me. I learned to ask for permission to get dressed. Today was the first time i forgot in a long time.....He told me to bend over and He paddled my bottom twice....as a reminder....and we both laugh as we remembered how i had tried to out-stubborn Him..... back when i had not yet realized... i had met someone who could out-stubborn me.
His hands......how i love His hands....
hugs abby
He is good in many ways with his hands...He works on cars, can do electrical work, plumbing, remodeling......and i admire all of those. But mostly i love His hands....when he holds mine in His, when He warms my bottom with his hands, when He gives me a wonderfully relaxing massage, when He grabs my hair, or brings me to the edge of an orgasm, when He cradles my face with them, when He gently circles and touches my nipples, sending sparks through me...and yes even when He moves on to pinching and pulling them. There is one use that i never look forward to, altho Master would be quick to tell you, i react most favorably and loudly to this use...fisting.
A couple days before i returned home, Master told me, He had been thinking about using His hand...i somehow knew immediately He meant fisting. I told Him that always made me nervous....He said not many things make me nervous, i assured Him this did. The subject was dropped...until today.
Master said we had maintenance spankings to catch up on.....in the plural. I assured Him that was not necessary....He insisted. During my naked kneeling, Master asked if i remembered what else He had promised me when i returned, i nodded. He told me not to be so enthusiastic, and that at least a part of me was probably looking forward to it...i told Him no, no part of me.
Time for maintenance, i went over His lap. A much too short ( in my opinion, always too short) hand warm-up, and then the small wooden maintenance paddle. It's been almost 2 weeks since my last spanking, i was squirming from the very first swats. Master gave me 4 sets of 25...each set a bit harder, it took until the last set, before i settled in, and 'accepted'. Master checked and announced that part of me was enjoying the return of maintenance.
He reminded me that we had missed 2 sessions, and said i could have a break if i wanted one, between the spankings.
I was up and kneeling between His knees, quickly, thinking just maybe, i could distract Him from round two. He did enjoy our break, but announced it was time for round 2. This time He decided on 2 sets of 50....the last 10 being the hardest. The first spanking had warmed up my bottom, and although this second round was harder, i was much calmer. Master checked again, and used His wonderful hands to bring me close, so that i was dripping. He stopped and told me to get on all fours, legs apart, back arched ready for His hand.
I obeyed, and He started with one finger, making sure i stayed wet and ready, then 2....talking me through the process letting me know what progress He was making. I kept breathing slowly, until I could feel Him fill me, and then went to panting, as He stimulated me...telling me not to cum since that would mean i was enjoying myself. Of course, He soon had me at the point of no return, and begging for a permission...several were granted, as i yelled and exploded....over and over. That feeling of being filled by His hand, totally controlled by His hand, losing control because of His hand.......that sensation is like no other.
Master pulls out, and i lay down, He joins me, and brings me into my safe place, snuggled in His hairy chest, under his chin, completely wrapped in His arms.
Once i am up and about again, we are chatting as i reach for my clothes and put on my bra....once it is on He looks at me and says....you are getting dressed? I stop and think well, yes....He says have you asked for permission? I honestly forgot.....when we were first starting down this road, asking to get dressed was one of my first rules...one that i saw no reason to have. Finally one day He said He would no longer remind me, i needed to ask before getting dressed...which i thought was crazy. The next time i was naked, and i got up and reached for something to put on, He pulled me over His knee and spanked me. He let me up, and i reached to get dressed....He repeated the spanking, let me up....and i still just reached for something to put on. He reached into His bag and before i knew it I was back over His knee and getting paddled. After the second paddling, He reminded me that He could paddle my bottom for a long longer than i could be stubborn....it only took one more round of going over His knee again for Him to convince me. I learned to ask for permission to get dressed. Today was the first time i forgot in a long time.....He told me to bend over and He paddled my bottom twice....as a reminder....and we both laugh as we remembered how i had tried to out-stubborn Him..... back when i had not yet realized... i had met someone who could out-stubborn me.
His hands......how i love His hands....
hugs abby
Thursday, April 23, 2015
I love a meme....
Master thanks you all for the birthday wishes. I am still visiting family....should be back next week.
Ronnie posted this, which i am borrowing.
1. You are given money in the grocery store to pick up 5 items. You can only pick one thing from the following departments.
Produce: watermelon, if not in season...grapes
Frozen: Ice cream..chocolate or coffee
Dairy: coffee creamer....have to have my coffee in the morning, but need the creamer.
Meat: chicken...very versatile...
Canned Goods: tuna
2. You are heading out for a weekend getaway. You are only allowed to bring 4 items of clothing/footwear with you. So, what's in your bag?
Pair of comfy shoes
bra
jeans
tee shirt ( if it is going to be a really fun getaway, i expect i will not be needing these except to travel:)
3. If i were to listen in on one of your conversations during the day, what 4 phrases or words would i be most like to hear?
Yes Sir
No Sir
May i got to....(where ever i have plans for)
Lunch time Sir
4. So, what 4 things do you find yourself doing every single day, and if you didn't get to do them you wouldn't be in the best mood?
Talking with Master
Taking a shower
Reading
Computer time
5. You're driving down the road and suddenly get hit with this sense of road rage. What 3 factors probably contributed to it?
While i have been know to call another driver a not so nice name, have never been to the point of road rage....but
Using a cell phone
Speeding up just as i pull out to pass
Drivers who think they are 'special' and do not have to merge or can cut in at any time.
6. You've just scored a whole afternoon to yourself. We are talking a 3 hour block with nobody around. What 5 activities might we find you doing?
Reading
Catching up on blogs
Working on a crossword puzzle
If the weather cooperates a walk along the bike path....
De-cluttering...it is my new goal...if i have not used it recently, is it really necessary??
7. We are going to the zoo. But, it looks like it could start storming, so it'll have to be a quick visit. What 3 exhibits do we have to go to?
My grands know...we always have to see the giraffes...they are my favorite.
The polar bears, watching them swim under water...
I always find the monkey pretty amusing.
8. You just scored tickets to the taping of any television show of your choice. You can pick four, so what are you going to see?
The Ellen DeGeneres Show
The Price is Right..pick me!!
Downtown Abbey
Jeopardy!
9. You're hungry for ice cream! I'll give you a triple dipper ice cream cone. What 3 flavors can I pile on for you?
I am always hungry for ice cream!
Vienna mocha chunk
Chocolate, chocolate chip
Coffee Toffee Bar Crunch
10. Somebody stole your purse/wallet. In order to get it back you have to name 5 things you know are inside to claim it. So, what's in there?
Sunglasses, in a case
Orange wallet
Keys
Small calendar/date book
Change purse
11. You are at a job fair, and are asked in what areas you are interested in pursuing a career. Let's pretend you have every talent and ability to be whatever you wanted, so what 4 careers would be fun for you?
Pianist
Author
Travel guide
Theater critic
12. If you could go back and talk to the old you, when you were in high school, and inform yourself of 4 things, what would you say?
Don't settle
Do not change who you are to make someone else happy.
Trying and failing is so much better than wishing you had tried.
Relax and enjoy the journey, your destination is likely to change many times along the way.
Hugs abby
Ronnie posted this, which i am borrowing.
1. You are given money in the grocery store to pick up 5 items. You can only pick one thing from the following departments.
Produce: watermelon, if not in season...grapes
Frozen: Ice cream..chocolate or coffee
Dairy: coffee creamer....have to have my coffee in the morning, but need the creamer.
Meat: chicken...very versatile...
Canned Goods: tuna
2. You are heading out for a weekend getaway. You are only allowed to bring 4 items of clothing/footwear with you. So, what's in your bag?
Pair of comfy shoes
bra
jeans
tee shirt ( if it is going to be a really fun getaway, i expect i will not be needing these except to travel:)
3. If i were to listen in on one of your conversations during the day, what 4 phrases or words would i be most like to hear?
Yes Sir
No Sir
May i got to....(where ever i have plans for)
Lunch time Sir
4. So, what 4 things do you find yourself doing every single day, and if you didn't get to do them you wouldn't be in the best mood?
Talking with Master
Taking a shower
Reading
Computer time
5. You're driving down the road and suddenly get hit with this sense of road rage. What 3 factors probably contributed to it?
While i have been know to call another driver a not so nice name, have never been to the point of road rage....but
Using a cell phone
Speeding up just as i pull out to pass
Drivers who think they are 'special' and do not have to merge or can cut in at any time.
6. You've just scored a whole afternoon to yourself. We are talking a 3 hour block with nobody around. What 5 activities might we find you doing?
Reading
Catching up on blogs
Working on a crossword puzzle
If the weather cooperates a walk along the bike path....
De-cluttering...it is my new goal...if i have not used it recently, is it really necessary??
7. We are going to the zoo. But, it looks like it could start storming, so it'll have to be a quick visit. What 3 exhibits do we have to go to?
My grands know...we always have to see the giraffes...they are my favorite.
The polar bears, watching them swim under water...
I always find the monkey pretty amusing.
8. You just scored tickets to the taping of any television show of your choice. You can pick four, so what are you going to see?
The Ellen DeGeneres Show
The Price is Right..pick me!!
Downtown Abbey
Jeopardy!
9. You're hungry for ice cream! I'll give you a triple dipper ice cream cone. What 3 flavors can I pile on for you?
I am always hungry for ice cream!
Vienna mocha chunk
Chocolate, chocolate chip
Coffee Toffee Bar Crunch
10. Somebody stole your purse/wallet. In order to get it back you have to name 5 things you know are inside to claim it. So, what's in there?
Sunglasses, in a case
Orange wallet
Keys
Small calendar/date book
Change purse
11. You are at a job fair, and are asked in what areas you are interested in pursuing a career. Let's pretend you have every talent and ability to be whatever you wanted, so what 4 careers would be fun for you?
Pianist
Author
Travel guide
Theater critic
12. If you could go back and talk to the old you, when you were in high school, and inform yourself of 4 things, what would you say?
Don't settle
Do not change who you are to make someone else happy.
Trying and failing is so much better than wishing you had tried.
Relax and enjoy the journey, your destination is likely to change many times along the way.
Hugs abby
Sunday, April 19, 2015
Happy Birthday Master....
Today is Master's birthday, we celebrated 'our style' a couple of days ago. I wanted to use this day to thank Master for all the gifts He has given me....
Thank You Master...
for the gift of acceptance.....from that very first meeting you were able to put me completely at ease. You have always accepted all of me...the quirky, the physical, the emotional...even when i try to keep those emotions all to myself. You support me when i want to change, to be better, but not because you wish for me to look or act or be different, but because the change is something i want, something that i want to improve.
for the gift of discovery....for helping me to discover the 'me' that i never would have let out...for showing me that i was indeed sexual and sexy, ....for all of the new 'activities' we have explored.
for the gift of Yourself...you are always there..or here...when i need You. Maybe for a shoulder to cry on, to dig my car out of a snow pile, to rant about family issues, to find a loss phone, ...i can count on you for whatever i need.
for the gift of laughter...we, fortunately share a similar sense of humor. More than that, you can make me smile..and laugh...when i feel that is the last thing i am in the mood to do.
for the gift of tears...you have made me feel safe enough to share my tears.
for the gift of breaking down walls....i know how hard You had to work to get me to trust enough to really let you in....to take those walls down one brick at a time....and to make me feel secure enough to not want to rebuild them.
for the gift of confidence...for building me up to believe that i can reach any goal i set, for making me see that submission is not a weakness, for encouraging me to try new things.
for the gift of your Dominance....You took the time to really get to know me, to know when to push me, when to encourage me, when to just hug me and tell me it is OK. You are consistent, you are dependable, you know when to use your hard hand...or paddle...or to console me with your warm heart.
for the gift of your words...You always have the time to talk out anything i am struggling with, you know what it is i need to hear. Your voice lets me know when i have pleased you...and when i have not.
Most of all for the gift of You....for coming into my life and staying. For making me believe in things i had given up on....for making me believe in a future that will bring more of all the above.....
Thank you Sir...for all of this...and so much more....
hugs abby
Thank You Master...
for the gift of acceptance.....from that very first meeting you were able to put me completely at ease. You have always accepted all of me...the quirky, the physical, the emotional...even when i try to keep those emotions all to myself. You support me when i want to change, to be better, but not because you wish for me to look or act or be different, but because the change is something i want, something that i want to improve.
for the gift of discovery....for helping me to discover the 'me' that i never would have let out...for showing me that i was indeed sexual and sexy, ....for all of the new 'activities' we have explored.
for the gift of Yourself...you are always there..or here...when i need You. Maybe for a shoulder to cry on, to dig my car out of a snow pile, to rant about family issues, to find a loss phone, ...i can count on you for whatever i need.
for the gift of laughter...we, fortunately share a similar sense of humor. More than that, you can make me smile..and laugh...when i feel that is the last thing i am in the mood to do.
for the gift of tears...you have made me feel safe enough to share my tears.
for the gift of breaking down walls....i know how hard You had to work to get me to trust enough to really let you in....to take those walls down one brick at a time....and to make me feel secure enough to not want to rebuild them.
for the gift of confidence...for building me up to believe that i can reach any goal i set, for making me see that submission is not a weakness, for encouraging me to try new things.
for the gift of your Dominance....You took the time to really get to know me, to know when to push me, when to encourage me, when to just hug me and tell me it is OK. You are consistent, you are dependable, you know when to use your hard hand...or paddle...or to console me with your warm heart.
for the gift of your words...You always have the time to talk out anything i am struggling with, you know what it is i need to hear. Your voice lets me know when i have pleased you...and when i have not.
Most of all for the gift of You....for coming into my life and staying. For making me believe in things i had given up on....for making me believe in a future that will bring more of all the above.....
Thank you Sir...for all of this...and so much more....
hugs abby
Thursday, April 16, 2015
An Early celebration...
We celebrated Mater's birthday today..a few days early. I am headed out of town tomorrow, and will be away on Sunday. So Master decided we should celebrate twice...today and when i get back. I think He just wants to give me His birthday spanking twice...
I was not in the best celebratory mood, Master noticed as soon as i said hello when i called. He asked how i was...OK, was my reply. He asked what was up, but i just kept insisting all was fine. When i got to His place, we hugged, he grabbed my hand let me to the sofa, sat very close to me....and asked again. This time He added He was prepared to wait me out. After a bit, i finally opened up....yes, even after all these years, i still occasionally have a difficult time letting Him in. We talked, He gave me a new perspective, and i did feel better.
During my kneeling time, Master reminded me that all of me is His, inside and out. He claimed every part of me, touching , rubbing, pulling, pinching.....
I am then over His lap, settling in, when i feel sharp spanks on my thighs. My head pops up, as i hear....your ankles are crossed. I want to plead instinct, but i know it won't help, He sees it as not being completely open to Him. Finally, His hands move to my bottom, i relax into a welcomed hand warm-up. I then feel wood, the small maintenance paddle...Master is telling me it is all part of the warm-up....His Christmas gift is next...the larger, heavier, 'My Paddleman' paddle. I struggle through the first and second set, have settled for the third. Master always lets me know how pleased He is when i reach the place of acceptance.
It is then time for His birthday spanking. I am told to get up and lean over the arm of the sofa....He intends for me to still feel these on His birthday this weekend, so they will be hard ones...each set getting harder. Each set is 10 spanks....and during the first set, i am thinking these are plenty hard. He decides He will give me a break after each set...a spanking break, so i can suck His cock....and take my mind off the pain. (it does work;))
I won't reveal His age....but i did get to suck His cock 6 times. He varied the type of spanks, some sets fast and hard, others slow and deliberate. When it was time for the last set, i was trying to ready myself for the hardest yet...and He cut back on the intensity. Master was so pleased with the birthday spanking...and the interlude between sets....that i was then treated to several permissions.
Have a great weekend....spring has finally arrived here in the Northeast, ....my crocuses refused to give up, and they are now being joined by some daffodils.
Hugs abby
I was not in the best celebratory mood, Master noticed as soon as i said hello when i called. He asked how i was...OK, was my reply. He asked what was up, but i just kept insisting all was fine. When i got to His place, we hugged, he grabbed my hand let me to the sofa, sat very close to me....and asked again. This time He added He was prepared to wait me out. After a bit, i finally opened up....yes, even after all these years, i still occasionally have a difficult time letting Him in. We talked, He gave me a new perspective, and i did feel better.
During my kneeling time, Master reminded me that all of me is His, inside and out. He claimed every part of me, touching , rubbing, pulling, pinching.....
I am then over His lap, settling in, when i feel sharp spanks on my thighs. My head pops up, as i hear....your ankles are crossed. I want to plead instinct, but i know it won't help, He sees it as not being completely open to Him. Finally, His hands move to my bottom, i relax into a welcomed hand warm-up. I then feel wood, the small maintenance paddle...Master is telling me it is all part of the warm-up....His Christmas gift is next...the larger, heavier, 'My Paddleman' paddle. I struggle through the first and second set, have settled for the third. Master always lets me know how pleased He is when i reach the place of acceptance.
It is then time for His birthday spanking. I am told to get up and lean over the arm of the sofa....He intends for me to still feel these on His birthday this weekend, so they will be hard ones...each set getting harder. Each set is 10 spanks....and during the first set, i am thinking these are plenty hard. He decides He will give me a break after each set...a spanking break, so i can suck His cock....and take my mind off the pain. (it does work;))
I won't reveal His age....but i did get to suck His cock 6 times. He varied the type of spanks, some sets fast and hard, others slow and deliberate. When it was time for the last set, i was trying to ready myself for the hardest yet...and He cut back on the intensity. Master was so pleased with the birthday spanking...and the interlude between sets....that i was then treated to several permissions.
Have a great weekend....spring has finally arrived here in the Northeast, ....my crocuses refused to give up, and they are now being joined by some daffodils.
Hugs abby
Monday, April 13, 2015
A Win/Win Bet
It's baseball season.......those of you who have been reading here a while will probably remember that i am a very long time Red Sox fan. Have been to games at Fenway and seen them play in a couple other parks. Master, on the other hand, is a 'damned Yankee' fan, guess there has to be one thing we are not compatible on.....To make watching the games more interesting we often wager on the games.The teams met for the first time this season over the weekend.
Master usually has me pick the terms of our wagers...He does get to decide most everything else. The Yanks and the Sox have a long history, and when they play, the outcome is never a sure thing. For this wager, i suggested that we total up the runs for the three games, and multiply by 10 (i was counting on low scoring games). If the Yanks scored more runs, Master got to choose the 'toys', if the Sox scored more runs i got to choose.
The Sox won the first 2 games, and scored more runs. Master suggested after the second game that we double the bet for the third game, i figured my 'boys' could win 3 in a row, so i agreed. The Yanks not only won the third game, they outscored the Sox by 10 runs. I suggested to Master that we both won....and He agreed:)!!!
The total runs scored was close to 40, so times 10...400 spanks....200 decided by me...200 by Him. I asked if i could choose 2 different toys....100 with each. I chose first...He had the flogger out of the bag, before i even said the word..lol. I then debated a bit, but decided on the large leather strop. Master chose a smaller leather strap ( much to my surprise and delight) and the maintenance paddle. He said today was still M/M day...so His first 100 would be maintenance.....which was much better than maintenance followed by the bet payoff.
We started with my naked kneeling time, being reclaimed, reminded of my submission, that all of me is His. Master asked if i wanted the flogger/strop first, or His choices. I decided i wanted to end on a good note, so Master's choices were first. I went over His lap, for a too quick hand warm-up...i always think they are too quick. Then 100 with the maintenance paddle. Maintenance is always 100 spanks, either divided into 4 or 2 sets. Today was 2 sets of 50, and yes....they were hard and i was was letting Him know that they hurt. I did get a rub break after the first 50, but the second set is always harder. Master believes all spankings should be 'real'.
He then had me get up, and lean over the arm of the sofa. After the paddling the strap was a lot easier to adjust to....maintenance had been a wonderful warm-up. Master switched sides after each 25.....stopping the feel the heat from my bottom and giving me a rub or two. When He finished He asked if i wanted a break...i did. He asked if what i wanted to do with my break, i smiled and suggested some cock sucking....
I wanted to end with the flogger, so the large strop was next. I was back over the arm of the sofa, and was soon reminded that i do love that strop, even if it does look intimidating. This time Master switches sides after each 10...also doing some checking, making sure i am enjoying my choice of the strop. He does find 'evidence' that i am ...indeed enjoying it.
Flogger time:)...One hundred with the flogger....what a wonderful way to end...well to end the spanking part of our fun. Master gives me a wonderful flogging, at the same time, relaxing and invigorating....and has me dripping.
Master then brings me to the point of needed permissions.....ending with paddling me til i have one last one....one of those where i am raising my bottom to meet the spanks, to urge Him on, until....one last release, and all i can do is lie still.
Hmmm..no wonder i look forward to baseball season!
hugs abby
Master usually has me pick the terms of our wagers...He does get to decide most everything else. The Yanks and the Sox have a long history, and when they play, the outcome is never a sure thing. For this wager, i suggested that we total up the runs for the three games, and multiply by 10 (i was counting on low scoring games). If the Yanks scored more runs, Master got to choose the 'toys', if the Sox scored more runs i got to choose.
The Sox won the first 2 games, and scored more runs. Master suggested after the second game that we double the bet for the third game, i figured my 'boys' could win 3 in a row, so i agreed. The Yanks not only won the third game, they outscored the Sox by 10 runs. I suggested to Master that we both won....and He agreed:)!!!
The total runs scored was close to 40, so times 10...400 spanks....200 decided by me...200 by Him. I asked if i could choose 2 different toys....100 with each. I chose first...He had the flogger out of the bag, before i even said the word..lol. I then debated a bit, but decided on the large leather strop. Master chose a smaller leather strap ( much to my surprise and delight) and the maintenance paddle. He said today was still M/M day...so His first 100 would be maintenance.....which was much better than maintenance followed by the bet payoff.
We started with my naked kneeling time, being reclaimed, reminded of my submission, that all of me is His. Master asked if i wanted the flogger/strop first, or His choices. I decided i wanted to end on a good note, so Master's choices were first. I went over His lap, for a too quick hand warm-up...i always think they are too quick. Then 100 with the maintenance paddle. Maintenance is always 100 spanks, either divided into 4 or 2 sets. Today was 2 sets of 50, and yes....they were hard and i was was letting Him know that they hurt. I did get a rub break after the first 50, but the second set is always harder. Master believes all spankings should be 'real'.
He then had me get up, and lean over the arm of the sofa. After the paddling the strap was a lot easier to adjust to....maintenance had been a wonderful warm-up. Master switched sides after each 25.....stopping the feel the heat from my bottom and giving me a rub or two. When He finished He asked if i wanted a break...i did. He asked if what i wanted to do with my break, i smiled and suggested some cock sucking....
I wanted to end with the flogger, so the large strop was next. I was back over the arm of the sofa, and was soon reminded that i do love that strop, even if it does look intimidating. This time Master switches sides after each 10...also doing some checking, making sure i am enjoying my choice of the strop. He does find 'evidence' that i am ...indeed enjoying it.
Flogger time:)...One hundred with the flogger....what a wonderful way to end...well to end the spanking part of our fun. Master gives me a wonderful flogging, at the same time, relaxing and invigorating....and has me dripping.
Master then brings me to the point of needed permissions.....ending with paddling me til i have one last one....one of those where i am raising my bottom to meet the spanks, to urge Him on, until....one last release, and all i can do is lie still.
Hmmm..no wonder i look forward to baseball season!
hugs abby
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