I have had so much fun reading and answering the 'Have You Ever' posts, I decided I had to have one of my own...Thinking about what to write sure brought back some fun memories...
1. Speed skated? The skates have very long blades, and it was a Friday nite ritual in my home town.
2. Walked the Freedom Trail in Boston?
3. Had a traditional Irish breakfast in Ireland? I was the only one of my friends to taste everything on the plate.
4. Collected freshly laid...colored...eggs for breakfast? My kids had the joy of a great-grandfather who would have a different farm animal for them to learn about every summer visit. One year, he found a variety of chickens that laid different colored eggs...it was quite a morning!
5. Had your name chosen to be the fan who went on the ice at during a period break in a hockey game to try and score a goal....and I scored!
6. Visited all three countries in North America in 24 hours? I had not planned it...a girl scout day trip, a flight out to visit friends in Texas, and they decided to eat Mexican for dinner...
7. Danced on a table...umm...at a wedding and a class reunion and...
8. Played hookie from school....it was such a nice beach day.
9. Driven route 1 from Northern Maine all the way to Key West? It was a great spring break!
10. Given birth to Irish twins...2 babies in the same year...and a 3 year old 'big' sister.
11. Served ice cream for breakfast? My mom started this tradition with her grands.
12. My mom had 10 brothers and a sister. They all had families and every year there was a very large family reunion. Have you ever dressed just like your sister...in a bright red outfit, with a hat?....showed up at the reunion totally confusing the relatives who did not see us regularly...and some who did. Our teen aged children were mortified, of course, my mom once she got over the shock...loved it.
13. Chased a greased pig? At one of the above reunions.
14. Dug, washed, steamed and of course finally ate clams?
15. Been on a teenaged television dance show?
If you have not...what are you waiting for...it is never too late to have fun!
hugs abby
Thursday, October 8, 2015
Monday, October 5, 2015
Another Have I Ever???....From Terps
Terpisichore over at "Place to Share" asked...so I am answering
(I am creating one of my own....)
Have you ever danced down a street in Maine?
Yes as a matter of fact. I went to college in Northern Maine, and there was this Pub..Pat's Place...after a lot of green beer in March.....
also, I was a majorette (in junior high) and twirled and danced in many parades.
Have you ever seen the seals on the pier in San Francisco?
Never been that far West, but would love to someday.
Have you ever stubbed your toe three times in a day?
Yes, probably more...my family knows me as the 'clutz'.
Have you ever been to Disney World?
Yes, a number of times...never too old to have fun there. Hoping for another trip soon with the grands.
Have you ever laughed so hard you cried?
Oh yes, my sister and I do that often....
Have you ever injured yourself sneezing?
Hmmm..injure no...wet myself....yes. (is that tmi?)
Have you ever been playing a game with a child only to realize that you are still playing long after they left?
Yes, games, puzzles, books...
Have you ever spun yourself dizzy?
Is there anyone who hasn't..yes.
(I am creating one of my own....)
Have you ever danced down a street in Maine?
Yes as a matter of fact. I went to college in Northern Maine, and there was this Pub..Pat's Place...after a lot of green beer in March.....
also, I was a majorette (in junior high) and twirled and danced in many parades.
Have you ever seen the seals on the pier in San Francisco?
Never been that far West, but would love to someday.
Have you ever stubbed your toe three times in a day?
Yes, probably more...my family knows me as the 'clutz'.
Have you ever been to Disney World?
Yes, a number of times...never too old to have fun there. Hoping for another trip soon with the grands.
Have you ever laughed so hard you cried?
Oh yes, my sister and I do that often....
Have you ever injured yourself sneezing?
Hmmm..injure no...wet myself....yes. (is that tmi?)
Have you ever been playing a game with a child only to realize that you are still playing long after they left?
Yes, games, puzzles, books...
Have you ever spun yourself dizzy?
Is there anyone who hasn't..yes.
Have you ever said I love you and meant it?
Many times.....
Have you ever stopped and truly looked at the beauty in nature before you?
Growing up in Maine, hard not to...so yes again.
Have you ever been so relaxed and lazy spending Christmas day with your immediate family that instead of cooking a big fancy meal you ended up making hot dogs for dinner instead (and saved the Christmas meal for the day after)?
No, but sounds like a pefect way to spend the day.
Have you ever heard someone say hello and say hello back only to realize
they were talking to someone else?
Oh my yes...those tiny cel phones will get you every time...
Have you ever wished upon the first star of the night while reciting the poem "Starlight, star bright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight" ?
Yes...and have taught many little ones to do so....fun to see their eyes sparkle as they think of a wish....
Have you ever opened your front door to be welcomed by a hissing snake?
Thank goodness NO....snakes are a phobia of mine.
Have you ever eaten peanut butter straight out of the jar?
How else do you know if it is still fresh? yes...
Have you ever gone into the woods and screamed as loud as you could, just to see if you could?
No......but I am thinking..why haven't I?
Have you ever nursed your babies...almost 5 years in a row (2 years for the first child all the way through your pregnancy of the second and then 2-1/2 years with the second)?
No did not nurse.
Have you ever been so sleep deprived that you made a potentially
dangerous mistake and even though everything turned out fine, you still feel guilty about it?
Thankfully...no
Have you ever gone outside on a rainy summer day with your umbrella so you could dance while singing "Singing in the Rain"?
LOL..no, but I am filing this as something to do with the grands.
Have you ever watching a lightning storm?
Yes, fascinating.
Have you ever spoken with someone in a completesly made-up language, just for fun?
I have, mainly to drive my sister crazy...
Have you ever written a children's book and tried to publish it?
No......
Have you ever felt the magic of holding someone's hand?
Yes...that connection, feeling of safeness, of belonging...yes!
Have you ever kissed someone at midnight?
Yes...and did not turn into a pumpkin.
Have you ever written a novel?
No......
Have you ever smiled so much your cheeks ached?
Yes...my family has a crazy streak...and I would not have it any other way.
Have you ever followed your dreams and started your own business?
No, I have never wanted to start my own business.
Have you ever cried during a commercial?
Yes...more so the older I get.
Have you ever jumped in the waves of the Atlantic ocean?
Often, summers in Maine were spent on the ocean.
Have you ever done the Hula in Hawaii?
No, but absolutely a bucket list item.
Have you ever followed a butterfly?
Yes, and even caught a few in a net...and let them go.
Have you ever finger painted as an adult (not with a child present)?
No
Have you ever fallen up the stairs?
Yes...clutz remember?
Have you ever fallen down the stairs multiple times?
I have fallen down stairs
Have you ever walked into a wall, when you were completely sober? (did I mention I have a clumsy streak? And yes, I understand the irony considering I am a dancer at heart.)
Yes...guess we have clutzy in common.
Have you ever started to go into the wrong car?
LOL...Yes...even after I clicked the key I tried a second time....
Have you ever had a pet bunny? or a pet chinchilla? or pet fish?
Yes to fish and bunny...the bunny was grew to the size of a very large cat.
Have you ever played truth or dare?
Sure have.
Have you ever felt really close to someone you've never met?
Yes again.....
Wednesday, September 30, 2015
Hot and cold.....
This is going to be a catch-up post....I am leaving early in the morning for some grandma time...
.......We did have maintenance on Monday. I feel that maintenance is often the same each week, so hesitate to blog about it...this past week, it was 100 hard spanks with the maintenance paddle, and then some nice play time, ending with permissions....
.........Today my computer decided to act up. I tried everything i knew...which is not that much. I was busy trying to get everything ready for tomorrow. Grandma always has surprises in her suitcase. I went to Master's to say good - by and He asked how my day was going. I looked at Him..and said ..ok..busy. He pulled me to Him, told me to kneel, and said, let's try again...tell me about your day. So i shared some family drama, and how everything was taking longer than i wanted to spend on it, and to top it all off my computer is acting up and i am leaving tomorrow and there is no point in taking it with me. Master asked if i had brought it with me....it is a laptop...i had not. He said, i am going to give you 3 very hard spanks, to take with you, and then we will work on your computer.
He went out into garage...not a good sign...too many possibilities in there...and returned with wood...heavy looking wood. He told me to bare my bottom, and asked if i wanted to count. I said yes..and lost my breath after the first one, screeched after the second one, and reminded Him, only one more.....THREE....They were the hardest i have felt in a while.
.....Master then surprised me...and did something very rare...He took me out for ice cream!!! Frozen yogurt, but we have a place that is only here, that has the best...we shared a cup of chocolate almond, and cold ice cream while sitting on a warmed bottom....how can a girl not smile and feel better about her lousy day.
.....Master looked at my computer...and since i am writing this, it is working and will travel with me....
....I have been invited to a grand-parent day at school with a beautiful little first grader. I am not sure who is more excited that i am going..her or me!
I have a couple entries ready to post while i am away....
hugs abby
.......We did have maintenance on Monday. I feel that maintenance is often the same each week, so hesitate to blog about it...this past week, it was 100 hard spanks with the maintenance paddle, and then some nice play time, ending with permissions....
.........Today my computer decided to act up. I tried everything i knew...which is not that much. I was busy trying to get everything ready for tomorrow. Grandma always has surprises in her suitcase. I went to Master's to say good - by and He asked how my day was going. I looked at Him..and said ..ok..busy. He pulled me to Him, told me to kneel, and said, let's try again...tell me about your day. So i shared some family drama, and how everything was taking longer than i wanted to spend on it, and to top it all off my computer is acting up and i am leaving tomorrow and there is no point in taking it with me. Master asked if i had brought it with me....it is a laptop...i had not. He said, i am going to give you 3 very hard spanks, to take with you, and then we will work on your computer.
He went out into garage...not a good sign...too many possibilities in there...and returned with wood...heavy looking wood. He told me to bare my bottom, and asked if i wanted to count. I said yes..and lost my breath after the first one, screeched after the second one, and reminded Him, only one more.....THREE....They were the hardest i have felt in a while.
.....Master then surprised me...and did something very rare...He took me out for ice cream!!! Frozen yogurt, but we have a place that is only here, that has the best...we shared a cup of chocolate almond, and cold ice cream while sitting on a warmed bottom....how can a girl not smile and feel better about her lousy day.
.....Master looked at my computer...and since i am writing this, it is working and will travel with me....
....I have been invited to a grand-parent day at school with a beautiful little first grader. I am not sure who is more excited that i am going..her or me!
I have a couple entries ready to post while i am away....
hugs abby
Sunday, September 27, 2015
"One for one"....
" I feel like a hard play day". That was Master's greeting to me, yes a little discerning. I asked why did He feel that way...what triggered that thought. His reply...nothing, no triggers, the thought just crossed His mind and He thought it seemed like a good idea. Now...both me and my bottom, think that most days are hard play days. Master does not believe in playing pat-a-cake on my bottom...Master can tell i am not overly excited by the prospect, it is not what i was expecting. Before i can reply He continues....
" How about a one for one day"? I have no idea what He is talking about...but the words hard spanking were not used, so i am interested. Seems a one for one day means that for every spank with a paddle, i get one with leather. That does sound more enticing to me, so i quickly agree.
I get naked and kneeling, our time to chat a little, to remind me that all of me is His all of the time, to get my head in the right place.
I am over His lap, waiting for the warm-up to begin when i feel the paddle on my bottom....not His hand. I groan and complain a bit, He tells me He is spanking lightly (and He is), this is my warm-up, i should relax and enjoy it. I decide that is probably good advice....not that i could change anything. When the warm-up ends, Master reminds me that i get to decide when the paddling ends, and that i will get an equal number with the strop. He says He will count so i can just enjoy...(i have learned some replies are better left unsaid).
Master starts in, not as hard as a maintenance spanking, but harder than i would ask for. He stops after 50 for some rubbing, and then again after 100. He asks if He should continue and i say He should. When He gets to 200, i ask Him to stop, saying it is enough. He asks if i am sure....i am positive. Master says, my bottom is red, but not hot yet. I remind Him that 200 with the strop will achieve that effect.
He tells me to get up and choose what position i want...a plus! I choose lying flat, since then i do not have to worry about springing up out of position or trying to move away. Master starts in with the strop...I love His strop, except for the fact that it does have a tendency to wrap around my hip, and when He hits too low...my sit spot or thighs. When that occurs, He hears my complaint, and sometimes adjusts. He stops after 100 and says i was right my bottom is warming up nicely.
We get to 200 and Master offers to give me more, i assure Him that i am happy at 200. He then suggest i should how Him how happy i am with my stropping, so i give Him a smile and reach for His cock. Once i have showed Him how thankful i am, He checks to see how my pussy is doing.
I am dripping, He is not surprised....neither am i. He says He can make me even wetter, but i have to remember to ask before i cum. I decide i want to make this last as long as i can.
Master catches on and says, you are going to enjoy as long as you can.....lets see how long that is. I am moaning and panting, but it feels so good....Master then decides to up His approach. Lately, we have discovered that if He pinches or scraps His nails on my hot bottom, it revs up all the sensations for me. As soon as Master starts with the pinching and scraping, i know i am a goner...so i ask for permission. He waits a bit, and i am pleading.....He tells me to cum for my Master....and i explode, i am loud and trembling, and focused on only one thing....
Once i have calmed a bit, but still trying breathe normally, Master says, that was one for the books. I am still thinking...who was that person....so loud, so wanton, so so....explosive. I look at Master and say..that was amazing...He chuckles and says, i agree, i loved seeing you explode and scream and lose yourself in the moment...or moments. I nestle in for some cuddling....and maybe a nap.
hugs abby
Thursday, September 24, 2015
Well warmed, well spanked and well fucked...*
.........*the title is not from Master, but is a quote of what He said to me after our Monday Maintenance, i debated about using it, because of the word fucked...but decided to forget my catholic school years and just go for it...lol. Yes, i know i am late writing this, but as one of my friends said to me this week....how is it we are retired and so busy, we have a hard time finding a date for lunch? So better late than never....i hope! Back to Monday, i am kneeling naked, being claimed. We usually start off chatting, but as Master touches every part of me keeping up a conversation is the last thing on my mind. I am panting, feeling moisture between my thighs, moaning......Master is reminding me, there is a spanking that has to happen before we take care of all of that.
I am over His lap, getting a lovely hand warm-up, when Master says i have not mentioned my weekly weigh-in. I look up at Him startled, and say, in a small voice...oops, i forgot to weigh in this morning. I continue, i was thinking of a million things when i was getting ready for my shower, and i just forgot to get on the scale. Master's reply....you were thinking of a million things, and not one of them was about me?? He tells me to ask for 10 more hard ones, once maintenance is done.
Warm-up time is over, the maintenance paddle magically appears and Master starts in. During the first 25, He is reminding me why we have maintenance and why the spanks are hard ones. A stop for some rubbing and for me to catch my breath and the next 25, they alway seem even harder, maybe because my bottom is already tender. A longer stop at 50, while He asks me to tell Him why we have maintenance. The next 25, another stop for a quick rub, then the last 25. They usually feel even harder, but this time, they are not as hard, when i realize He is spanking more lightly, i relax. Just as i am relaxed, He revs things up for the last 10.
I am catching my breath, and His is tapping my bottom lightly with His hand. He is waiting, and i know i have to ask....Please give me 10 more hard ones for forgetting about my weigh in. He reminds me that He gave me a break on 15 of the last 25 of maintenance... these 10 are fast and hard...and He then waits for me to thank Him. (Yes i did weigh in on Tuesday, and loss almost a pound...and i will remember to do it on Monday this week.).
Master is rubbing and 'checking' and making sure that i am relaxed and enjoying His touches, when i hear...You have not had a hard fucking in a long time. I am told to get on all fours, with my bottom up and out. He makes sure i am wet and He fills me and is thrusting hard and fast until i cum...and again. I am catching my breath when i hear Master tell me to face Him...i turn and He tells me to lick and taste myself.
As we are cuddling, Master says i have the look of being well warmed, well spanked and well fucked...i smile and think...well taken of and well loved also.
hugs abby
I am over His lap, getting a lovely hand warm-up, when Master says i have not mentioned my weekly weigh-in. I look up at Him startled, and say, in a small voice...oops, i forgot to weigh in this morning. I continue, i was thinking of a million things when i was getting ready for my shower, and i just forgot to get on the scale. Master's reply....you were thinking of a million things, and not one of them was about me?? He tells me to ask for 10 more hard ones, once maintenance is done.
Warm-up time is over, the maintenance paddle magically appears and Master starts in. During the first 25, He is reminding me why we have maintenance and why the spanks are hard ones. A stop for some rubbing and for me to catch my breath and the next 25, they alway seem even harder, maybe because my bottom is already tender. A longer stop at 50, while He asks me to tell Him why we have maintenance. The next 25, another stop for a quick rub, then the last 25. They usually feel even harder, but this time, they are not as hard, when i realize He is spanking more lightly, i relax. Just as i am relaxed, He revs things up for the last 10.
I am catching my breath, and His is tapping my bottom lightly with His hand. He is waiting, and i know i have to ask....Please give me 10 more hard ones for forgetting about my weigh in. He reminds me that He gave me a break on 15 of the last 25 of maintenance... these 10 are fast and hard...and He then waits for me to thank Him. (Yes i did weigh in on Tuesday, and loss almost a pound...and i will remember to do it on Monday this week.).
Master is rubbing and 'checking' and making sure that i am relaxed and enjoying His touches, when i hear...You have not had a hard fucking in a long time. I am told to get on all fours, with my bottom up and out. He makes sure i am wet and He fills me and is thrusting hard and fast until i cum...and again. I am catching my breath when i hear Master tell me to face Him...i turn and He tells me to lick and taste myself.
As we are cuddling, Master says i have the look of being well warmed, well spanked and well fucked...i smile and think...well taken of and well loved also.
hugs abby
Monday, September 21, 2015
Answers to Ami's....have i ever??
Ami in her recent post at amistarsong.blogspot.com asked the question..have you ever? Here are my replies....
1. Stood on top of a very high mountain or cliff, looking down at countryside, or out to sea? I have, more than once, and it is always a time of wonder and peace.
2 Lay on your back on a hot summer's night, listening to the crickets chirping, and watching the satellites as they chase each other across the heavens? Yes, used to take the kids camping. Reading this reminds me that it is time to give the grands this pleasure.
3. Skinny-dipped at midnight? Skinny dipping is on my bucket list and has not yet been crossed off....
4. Intentionally or inadvertently swum with sharks?
No, unless the blow up kind count...and I hope to keep it that way.
5. Broken a bone in your body? Twisted and sprained many parts...but so far, never a break.
6. Driven a car at speeds in excess of 120 mph? (yes, I know it's illegal, but the motorway was very quiet at the time) No....not even close.
7. Played "Pooh Sticks"? No....but another to add to my to do list with the grands...thanks!
8. Run in a "Pancake" race? Run???...no not even for chocolate or ice cream. Add to that, pancakes are not among the foods i eat by choice.
9. Had your eyelashes dyed? Not eyelashes...no.
10. Ridden a horse naked? I have never pretended to be Lady Godiva....
11. Punted down the River Cam? (or any other river) From the picture, looks like punting is something you do standing up..so no. Have paddled a canoe...
12. Played tennis in a short white tennis skirt whilst wearing minimal knickers? Played tennis, yes..in a short white tennis skirt, no...so no also to the minimal knickers...
13. Helped an inebriated husband up the stairs at 2 in the morning? no
14. Been too scared to get out of a swimming pool whilst on holiday, due to a very large Doberman sitting on the edge watching you? (no-one was around at the time) Ummm....no
15. Sat in a deckchair snoozing happily whilst the sound of leather on willow echoes distantly in your ears? I have done lots of deckchair snoozing....but not sure about the rest of the question.
16. Taken a ride on the Maid of the Mist under the Niagara Falls? Yes, more than once...I highly recommend it.
18. Been too liberal with the "Eau de Cologne" which then ran down where it shouldn't, which in turn caused you to hop madly around and rip your knickers off and throw them as far from you as you could? No, but this question made me laugh...and painted quite a picture in my head
19. Made snow angels? Yes, with friends (not all of them sober), children and grands.
20. Lost a shoe in a ploughed field on a moonlight walk home after a party? Have lost various pieces of clothing...including shoes..but never in a ploughed field.
21 Shrieked loudly, due to being spanked hard, and frightened away a visitor/s who turned and ran back down your drive - and now you never will know who was about to knock on your door. And you are desperately hoping they will never ask...Shrieked while being spanked...yes...if anyone was ever at the door, we never heard them.
Thanks Ami for a fun post!
hugs abby
1. Stood on top of a very high mountain or cliff, looking down at countryside, or out to sea? I have, more than once, and it is always a time of wonder and peace.
2 Lay on your back on a hot summer's night, listening to the crickets chirping, and watching the satellites as they chase each other across the heavens? Yes, used to take the kids camping. Reading this reminds me that it is time to give the grands this pleasure.
3. Skinny-dipped at midnight? Skinny dipping is on my bucket list and has not yet been crossed off....
4. Intentionally or inadvertently swum with sharks?
No, unless the blow up kind count...and I hope to keep it that way.
5. Broken a bone in your body? Twisted and sprained many parts...but so far, never a break.
6. Driven a car at speeds in excess of 120 mph? (yes, I know it's illegal, but the motorway was very quiet at the time) No....not even close.
7. Played "Pooh Sticks"? No....but another to add to my to do list with the grands...thanks!
8. Run in a "Pancake" race? Run???...no not even for chocolate or ice cream. Add to that, pancakes are not among the foods i eat by choice.
9. Had your eyelashes dyed? Not eyelashes...no.
10. Ridden a horse naked? I have never pretended to be Lady Godiva....
11. Punted down the River Cam? (or any other river) From the picture, looks like punting is something you do standing up..so no. Have paddled a canoe...
12. Played tennis in a short white tennis skirt whilst wearing minimal knickers? Played tennis, yes..in a short white tennis skirt, no...so no also to the minimal knickers...
13. Helped an inebriated husband up the stairs at 2 in the morning? no
14. Been too scared to get out of a swimming pool whilst on holiday, due to a very large Doberman sitting on the edge watching you? (no-one was around at the time) Ummm....no
15. Sat in a deckchair snoozing happily whilst the sound of leather on willow echoes distantly in your ears? I have done lots of deckchair snoozing....but not sure about the rest of the question.
16. Taken a ride on the Maid of the Mist under the Niagara Falls? Yes, more than once...I highly recommend it.
18. Been too liberal with the "Eau de Cologne" which then ran down where it shouldn't, which in turn caused you to hop madly around and rip your knickers off and throw them as far from you as you could? No, but this question made me laugh...and painted quite a picture in my head
19. Made snow angels? Yes, with friends (not all of them sober), children and grands.
20. Lost a shoe in a ploughed field on a moonlight walk home after a party? Have lost various pieces of clothing...including shoes..but never in a ploughed field.
21 Shrieked loudly, due to being spanked hard, and frightened away a visitor/s who turned and ran back down your drive - and now you never will know who was about to knock on your door. And you are desperately hoping they will never ask...Shrieked while being spanked...yes...if anyone was ever at the door, we never heard them.
Thanks Ami for a fun post!
hugs abby
Saturday, September 19, 2015
Too Many To Count.... (Master's Title)
I will not be mean and keep you wondering.....the title is not referring to spanks of any kind.....:0....:)
I am kneeling, naked, while Master is 'milking' my breast. His term for pinching, pulling, squeezing....no fluid is coming from my breast, but in spite of my squirming, my thighs are getting very moist. That dampness makes it impossible for me to convince Him that i am not enjoying His start to our play time.
When He is ready to move on i am invited over His lap. He is rubbing me all over, and i settle in and go limp...so relaxed. Master then starts spanking with one of His paddles, and i moan and groan and grump a little...and He returns to His hand. He is spanking much harder and all over my bottom and sit spot, but it is His hand...i am starting to wriggle and moan again...but this time with the need for more. .
Master gives me permission to cum whenever i am ready, i am so very close, but just cannot get over that edge. Master asks if i need a little help. i am nodding...He tells me...use your words, just ask nicely. I ask, Master obliges and in a matter of seconds i am off. After several orgasms Master goes back to rubbing and massaging, i start to relax, and Master starts to run his nails over my well tenderized bottom.
Relaxing is no longer on the agenda and this time i do not need to use my words. I am starting to pant and am back to that edge, only this time i go over without extra stimulation from Master. He just keeps scraping my bottom, and i am flying off the edge. I am just trying to keep breathing, and finally start to relax.....Master is telling me to relax as He continues to knead my bottom. (Yes, this is a first, another new way Master has found to leave me breathless).
We are chatting as He continues, and i can feel myself starting to need more from Him. I use my words, and ask if He can help me one more time...He chuckles and says...only 1...you must be getting tired. Of course, once He starts to find 'that spot', only 1 is no longer an option....i am off to several more. When i am finally sated...Master says...I don't know about you, but i lost count.....
.....Most of You know i am no longer a 'spring' chicken...probably even getting pass the 'autumn' chicken stage. When i first met Master i had been convinced that i was just not able to orgasm. Master showed me the fallacy of that belief. I remember telling Him....one is more than enough. Once again He showed me that i was mistaken...the more the better. I am not someone who....shares intimacies easily...but i do hope that this post...and my others....show you that getting older can mean getting better....;)
....I got to meet the newest member of the family last night. A one month old great-nephew...He is on his first road trip with his mom and dad and stopped by to spend the night. Baby smells, and baby cuddles, and i even manged to get a baby smile....
............................Orgasms and rocking a baby to sleep....what a wonderful day!!!
hugs abby
I am kneeling, naked, while Master is 'milking' my breast. His term for pinching, pulling, squeezing....no fluid is coming from my breast, but in spite of my squirming, my thighs are getting very moist. That dampness makes it impossible for me to convince Him that i am not enjoying His start to our play time.
When He is ready to move on i am invited over His lap. He is rubbing me all over, and i settle in and go limp...so relaxed. Master then starts spanking with one of His paddles, and i moan and groan and grump a little...and He returns to His hand. He is spanking much harder and all over my bottom and sit spot, but it is His hand...i am starting to wriggle and moan again...but this time with the need for more. .
Master gives me permission to cum whenever i am ready, i am so very close, but just cannot get over that edge. Master asks if i need a little help. i am nodding...He tells me...use your words, just ask nicely. I ask, Master obliges and in a matter of seconds i am off. After several orgasms Master goes back to rubbing and massaging, i start to relax, and Master starts to run his nails over my well tenderized bottom.
Relaxing is no longer on the agenda and this time i do not need to use my words. I am starting to pant and am back to that edge, only this time i go over without extra stimulation from Master. He just keeps scraping my bottom, and i am flying off the edge. I am just trying to keep breathing, and finally start to relax.....Master is telling me to relax as He continues to knead my bottom. (Yes, this is a first, another new way Master has found to leave me breathless).
We are chatting as He continues, and i can feel myself starting to need more from Him. I use my words, and ask if He can help me one more time...He chuckles and says...only 1...you must be getting tired. Of course, once He starts to find 'that spot', only 1 is no longer an option....i am off to several more. When i am finally sated...Master says...I don't know about you, but i lost count.....
.....Most of You know i am no longer a 'spring' chicken...probably even getting pass the 'autumn' chicken stage. When i first met Master i had been convinced that i was just not able to orgasm. Master showed me the fallacy of that belief. I remember telling Him....one is more than enough. Once again He showed me that i was mistaken...the more the better. I am not someone who....shares intimacies easily...but i do hope that this post...and my others....show you that getting older can mean getting better....;)
....I got to meet the newest member of the family last night. A one month old great-nephew...He is on his first road trip with his mom and dad and stopped by to spend the night. Baby smells, and baby cuddles, and i even manged to get a baby smile....
............................Orgasms and rocking a baby to sleep....what a wonderful day!!!
hugs abby
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
Two Hundred and Twenty One and counting....
During maintenance yesterday, Master wondered how many maintenance spankings have occurred. It got me to wondering, so i did a little research. I knew that maintenance started before i started blogging, but i thought it was in the same year, and that i had blogged about it. I was right....even i was surprised at that....maintenance started in March of 2010. So, i figured once a week....Master has been very consistent with this....minus the weeks i am away. I figured i am away roughly 8 weeks a year, and Master is away on business or family visits 2 weeks a year....
(This year Master started making up any maintenance i miss when i am away...and i get 2 the following week...you can all imagine how happy i was when He announced the change...NOT....). So a pretty good estimate is 221 maintenance spankings....
Back to yesterday....The first words i hear from Master are, 'I have been thinking about You'. Now, i have been around long enough to wonder where this is going. I tell Him i hope they are good and happy thoughts. " I have not stretched out that pussy in way too long"....ahhh...
I now tell Master that He knows where my head will be all day. I now know that fisting will be a part of maintenance....and Master knows that it is one of the things i do better with if i have a chance to wrap my head around it, instead of surprising me.
It is maintenance time, Master greets me with a grin and asks about my day. I tell Him He was on my mind more that usual....His grin widens.
I am kneeling, naked, being reclaimed. Master is talking, reminding me that all of me is His...all of the time. Then it is warm-up time, before the maintenance paddle starts in. I tell Master the spanks seem harder this week, He reminds me why we have maintenance...these spanks are not nearly as hard as a punishment spanking....and He is also getting me ready for part two of maintenance. Once the spanking ends, Master checks and starts to make sure that i am very wet and ready.
Fisting...i had read about it before i met Master, and wondered if it was really possible....much to my amazement i eventually found out that it was. For me, i have to be very well lubricated...with my own juices, and some extra, and near the edge of orgasm also helps. Master accomplishes both of those, and tells me to keep breathing....and relax. I concentrate on both of those.....and i start to feel the sensation of being filled..connected in a special way to my Master. Orgasms are much stronger and longer...and when we are done i am totally awash in a feeling of submission. Master rubs my back and talks quietly to me, until my breathing starts to regulate itself, and i can start to respond to Him. He then pulls me up into His lap, for some snuggling and smooching.....
How many more maintenance spankings are in my future....hopefully at least twice that number!
hugs abby
(This year Master started making up any maintenance i miss when i am away...and i get 2 the following week...you can all imagine how happy i was when He announced the change...NOT....). So a pretty good estimate is 221 maintenance spankings....
Back to yesterday....The first words i hear from Master are, 'I have been thinking about You'. Now, i have been around long enough to wonder where this is going. I tell Him i hope they are good and happy thoughts. " I have not stretched out that pussy in way too long"....ahhh...
I now tell Master that He knows where my head will be all day. I now know that fisting will be a part of maintenance....and Master knows that it is one of the things i do better with if i have a chance to wrap my head around it, instead of surprising me.
It is maintenance time, Master greets me with a grin and asks about my day. I tell Him He was on my mind more that usual....His grin widens.
I am kneeling, naked, being reclaimed. Master is talking, reminding me that all of me is His...all of the time. Then it is warm-up time, before the maintenance paddle starts in. I tell Master the spanks seem harder this week, He reminds me why we have maintenance...these spanks are not nearly as hard as a punishment spanking....and He is also getting me ready for part two of maintenance. Once the spanking ends, Master checks and starts to make sure that i am very wet and ready.
Fisting...i had read about it before i met Master, and wondered if it was really possible....much to my amazement i eventually found out that it was. For me, i have to be very well lubricated...with my own juices, and some extra, and near the edge of orgasm also helps. Master accomplishes both of those, and tells me to keep breathing....and relax. I concentrate on both of those.....and i start to feel the sensation of being filled..connected in a special way to my Master. Orgasms are much stronger and longer...and when we are done i am totally awash in a feeling of submission. Master rubs my back and talks quietly to me, until my breathing starts to regulate itself, and i can start to respond to Him. He then pulls me up into His lap, for some snuggling and smooching.....
How many more maintenance spankings are in my future....hopefully at least twice that number!
hugs abby
Sunday, September 13, 2015
A cure for 'One of those weeks'....
Last week was one of those where family drama was the rule. I so dislike family drama. I know that some of it is always going to be around, but UGH...not on the main menu please! I know many of you are also in the same boat, and it does make rowing that boat a bit easier...but I hope we all manage to get that boat into harbor soon. ( I know i got carried away with the metaphor...indulge me please).
By the time Friday rolled around, i was ready to wave a white flag. Master greeted me, took my hand, and led me to the sofa. He sat and pulled me into His furry chest....such a safe place. He held me close and tight and told me to vent. That is not something i do easily...I am more of stewer.....but, as you all know by now...Master does not give up easily. Master gently prodded and asked questions, reminded me that i am not in this alone....and slowly i started to talk...to vent. Master continues to hold me tightly, to listen, to help me see some things from a different view point. Tears are shed, and slowly i start to breathe and see some things from a different view point.
I am finally relaxing, and i somehow find myself pulled over His lap. He bares my bottom, and starts to hand spank. They are just right, and i find myself stretching out, and just letting go....totally relaxed, in the moment. He chuckles, and asks if i am still with Him. I assure Him i am, He says then i am ready for some harder spanks. He moves to my sit spot, and the spanks are harder, but He is still using His hand. He stops frequently for lots of rubbing.
He wonders if i might be wanting some cock to suck on...i look up at Him with a grin, and move off His lap to position myself. I am soon totally lost and focusing on only one thing....giving Him pleasure....and all that drama is left behind.....( and yes, i do know, it will return). I am getting up and Master tells me to go to His toy bag and get the 'Pouty Pooh' paddle out....it is on the heavy side....the shape of Winnie the Pooh's face.
I hand Him the paddle, and He asks if i know why i was asked to fetch it. After a moment i say, because i tried to shut you out instead of coming to you earlier this week? He agrees that would have been a better choice, but also admits, that i am getting better at that. He then says.... Wednesday....
Now i know all of you are going to be screaming...ABBY...you know better! I texted my lunch time reminder, instead of calling. Why, ...because at the time it seemed so much easier than calling. After He got the text He sent me a text thanking me for the reminder, so i figured all was well....yes, i really should know better. Thursday, i did call, and the first thing He says is.....so you decided to call. I tell Him it is only 1 minute pass noon, so i am pretty much exactly on time....He says or...you are 24 hours late....ut oh. I say i am sorry, and we move on with our conversion.
So, i hand Him the Pooh paddle, and He pulls me over His knee. I get 10 hard ones, He stops and asks if that is enough to remind me that He expects a call....every day. I tell Him it is, and He asks what will happen the next time. He will double the spanks, since He will feel that He did not do a good enough job this time. At least double, He adds, as He pulls me in for some snuggle time.
Here's hoping that we all have a better week this week...
hugs abby..
By the time Friday rolled around, i was ready to wave a white flag. Master greeted me, took my hand, and led me to the sofa. He sat and pulled me into His furry chest....such a safe place. He held me close and tight and told me to vent. That is not something i do easily...I am more of stewer.....but, as you all know by now...Master does not give up easily. Master gently prodded and asked questions, reminded me that i am not in this alone....and slowly i started to talk...to vent. Master continues to hold me tightly, to listen, to help me see some things from a different view point. Tears are shed, and slowly i start to breathe and see some things from a different view point.
I am finally relaxing, and i somehow find myself pulled over His lap. He bares my bottom, and starts to hand spank. They are just right, and i find myself stretching out, and just letting go....totally relaxed, in the moment. He chuckles, and asks if i am still with Him. I assure Him i am, He says then i am ready for some harder spanks. He moves to my sit spot, and the spanks are harder, but He is still using His hand. He stops frequently for lots of rubbing.
He wonders if i might be wanting some cock to suck on...i look up at Him with a grin, and move off His lap to position myself. I am soon totally lost and focusing on only one thing....giving Him pleasure....and all that drama is left behind.....( and yes, i do know, it will return). I am getting up and Master tells me to go to His toy bag and get the 'Pouty Pooh' paddle out....it is on the heavy side....the shape of Winnie the Pooh's face.
I hand Him the paddle, and He asks if i know why i was asked to fetch it. After a moment i say, because i tried to shut you out instead of coming to you earlier this week? He agrees that would have been a better choice, but also admits, that i am getting better at that. He then says.... Wednesday....
Now i know all of you are going to be screaming...ABBY...you know better! I texted my lunch time reminder, instead of calling. Why, ...because at the time it seemed so much easier than calling. After He got the text He sent me a text thanking me for the reminder, so i figured all was well....yes, i really should know better. Thursday, i did call, and the first thing He says is.....so you decided to call. I tell Him it is only 1 minute pass noon, so i am pretty much exactly on time....He says or...you are 24 hours late....ut oh. I say i am sorry, and we move on with our conversion.
So, i hand Him the Pooh paddle, and He pulls me over His knee. I get 10 hard ones, He stops and asks if that is enough to remind me that He expects a call....every day. I tell Him it is, and He asks what will happen the next time. He will double the spanks, since He will feel that He did not do a good enough job this time. At least double, He adds, as He pulls me in for some snuggle time.
Here's hoping that we all have a better week this week...
hugs abby..
Tuesday, September 8, 2015
More Licks...of a different kind....
Today was 'maintenance Monday'...yes it is Tuesday, but I was away for the long weekend, visiting a couple of the grands. Maintenance spankings are pretty ritualistic, I know exactly what to expect. Today was maintenance...with an extra surprise.
After hugs and some chat, it is time for naked kneeling. Master claims me and reminds me that all of me is His....as He touches all of me...ending with my breast...which includes some breast 'play'...play by Master 's definition. Then over His lap for a hand warm-up, which is never long enough in my opinion. Then the maintenance paddle, 4 sets of 25, each set feeling harder than the last. These are hard...or real as Master prefers....spanks. I am ouching almost from the start. After each set, there is a break for rubbing. At the half way point, Master always asks why we have maintenance spankings. Because they work, they start off my week with me being positive there is no way i want a harder spanking...a punishment.
When we are done, i hear Master say....it has been a long time since He has had the pleasure of whipping me. It has, i am just not sure it has been long enough. Master chuckles at my look and says He will make it more interesting for me. He will give me 10 lashes, then i will get to suck His cock, until it is time for the next 10. I am thinking i like the plan, i get a break after each 10.
I lean over and present my back for the first 10. I am told to count...1 Sir...etc. as soon as i get to 10 Master tells me to quickly scoot over and start sucking...no hesitation. After some time (honestly I could not even guess at how long, my mind was concentrating on 2 things..sucking and whipping)...I am told to get in position. Master again is telling me to move quickly and without hesitation. The second set is on my bottom with a little wrap around, and i am glad to get to 10 and I hurry over to His cock. Master congratulates me on my enthusiasm.
The third set is on my back, and harder than the first set. Ten and i am off until i am told to get back in kneeling position. Set four is back on my bottom, followed by my crawling over to His cock. The next set is much harder, and Master tells me it is the last set, as i hurry over to His cock......so i get to show Master how pleased i am that the whipping part is over....
When I am finished Master tells me to kneel facing away from Him, He wants to admire the pattern on my back. Master touches and traces and rubs and loves the color and the look. He then decides He needs pictures....then it is snuggle time:).
....On a side note, I know that many of you share my love of reading. I belong to a book club, there are 12 of us and we rarely all agree. This week we all loved the book....The Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet by Jamie Ford. It is His first novel and we all want to read his second one....
Have a great week all....
hugs abby
After hugs and some chat, it is time for naked kneeling. Master claims me and reminds me that all of me is His....as He touches all of me...ending with my breast...which includes some breast 'play'...play by Master 's definition. Then over His lap for a hand warm-up, which is never long enough in my opinion. Then the maintenance paddle, 4 sets of 25, each set feeling harder than the last. These are hard...or real as Master prefers....spanks. I am ouching almost from the start. After each set, there is a break for rubbing. At the half way point, Master always asks why we have maintenance spankings. Because they work, they start off my week with me being positive there is no way i want a harder spanking...a punishment.
When we are done, i hear Master say....it has been a long time since He has had the pleasure of whipping me. It has, i am just not sure it has been long enough. Master chuckles at my look and says He will make it more interesting for me. He will give me 10 lashes, then i will get to suck His cock, until it is time for the next 10. I am thinking i like the plan, i get a break after each 10.
I lean over and present my back for the first 10. I am told to count...1 Sir...etc. as soon as i get to 10 Master tells me to quickly scoot over and start sucking...no hesitation. After some time (honestly I could not even guess at how long, my mind was concentrating on 2 things..sucking and whipping)...I am told to get in position. Master again is telling me to move quickly and without hesitation. The second set is on my bottom with a little wrap around, and i am glad to get to 10 and I hurry over to His cock. Master congratulates me on my enthusiasm.
The third set is on my back, and harder than the first set. Ten and i am off until i am told to get back in kneeling position. Set four is back on my bottom, followed by my crawling over to His cock. The next set is much harder, and Master tells me it is the last set, as i hurry over to His cock......so i get to show Master how pleased i am that the whipping part is over....
When I am finished Master tells me to kneel facing away from Him, He wants to admire the pattern on my back. Master touches and traces and rubs and loves the color and the look. He then decides He needs pictures....then it is snuggle time:).
....On a side note, I know that many of you share my love of reading. I belong to a book club, there are 12 of us and we rarely all agree. This week we all loved the book....The Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet by Jamie Ford. It is His first novel and we all want to read his second one....
Have a great week all....
hugs abby
Friday, September 4, 2015
250.....'Licks'
Master and i celebrated the end of the week in our usual way...with Fun Friday play time. When i get ready to blog, the most difficult part of the process for me is.....the Title. Sometimes i ask Master for some help....He is pretty good with words (among His other talents). Sometimes i just write the entry and hope something jumps out at me and says...."here is your title"...(does not happen that often). Today, for a change i had a few titles fighting for the honor. The one i chose is purposely on the tricky side...could mean more than one thing. If you leave a comment, could you also please let me know if guessed what the title was really about...just curious...thanks.
Today's fun was in the form of paying off another baseball bet. And yes, once again, my boys...those legendary Red Sox...let me down again. They are doing their best to claim last place and succeeding. Master's damn Yankees and fighting to claim first place...and might succeed. So total run count for the three games...Sox 7...the other team 25. During the first two games when the run count was small, we discussed multiplying it by 10. Master asked me today, if i still wanted to do that, without giving it too much thought i agreed....70 with a toy of my choice....250 with a weapon of His choice.
As always, we start off with my kneeling time. I was not naked...I had some undies to show off, and He was in another room while i was getting ready. He walks in, sees me and without a hitch....very nice, I am glad you are showing them off. He mauls my breast through the flimsy material of the bra and claims every part of me.....then tells me to lose the window dressing.
I am over His lap and He has a small hairbrush in His hand. It has a fairly small surface, and is not nearly as heavy as any of His paddles, but is made of some type of heavy plastic. That bugger hurt...a lot. It did not take me long to start complaining, that this was far from a warm up. Master smacked a couple of times on my thighs, just to let me know it could be worse....but quickly finished up with ...His idea...of a warm-up.
Master asks if me about multiplying the number, i say yes, and He then asks what i would like. He suggests His belt, i say i was thinking His hand, and ask what He was choosing. He replied....cane. I gave Him a look and said that is a lot with a cane, His reply...guess you should have checked that out before you agreed to multiply the number. (lesson learned). Since i was thinking i needed a really good warm-up i asked if we could use the large strop again....Master went to get it telling me to get into whatever position i wanted.
Master decided on 10 sets of 7, changing sides after every 7. He got the smacks just right, i was relaxed and enjoying. He asked if i wanted the last 7 harder, i said, no thanks, what you have going is perfect! He finishes up and says break time! I look at Him thinking....break?..does He want coffee? Seeing my confused look He asks what am i waiting for as He shows me His cock. I laugh and position myself. Just as i am about to start He tells me stop, He has changed His mind. I look up, more confused....HE does not want me to pleasure Him??
Leave it to Master to totally surprise me, He says that instead of 250 licks with the cane, He wants me to give Him 250 licks....or suck...or thrust...or kisses...or...you get the picture. I think, is He kidding me, and see the silly grin and the twinkle in His eye, and i ask who has to keep count. He laughs ...He will try. So, I set in, trying to remember to change up my approach...since i want us both to get to 250. Some of time Master grabs hold of my hair and directs me. We succeed...and get to 250!
I quickly change positions and we move on to our reward for getting through another week. After several permissions are granted and conversation becomes a possibility, I remark, this bet was really a win/win for me....Master replies...for Him also....as i snuggle into His furry chest i am so thankful that this man has chosen me.....When i am getting dressed, Master grabs the cane and gives me 5 quick surprise ones....just because He can.
I am off for some grandma time this weekend....schools are already in session and we are having the hottest weather of the summer. I talked to the grand that is starting 2nd grade this year, and asked her how school was going. Her reply...pretty good, but it has been 2 days of school and her teacher has not taught her one new thing yet!!! I laughed and told her teachers need some time to get into the flow of things, i am sure she will be learning new things.
Have a good weekend all...play nice..
hugs abby
Today's fun was in the form of paying off another baseball bet. And yes, once again, my boys...those legendary Red Sox...let me down again. They are doing their best to claim last place and succeeding. Master's damn Yankees and fighting to claim first place...and might succeed. So total run count for the three games...Sox 7...the other team 25. During the first two games when the run count was small, we discussed multiplying it by 10. Master asked me today, if i still wanted to do that, without giving it too much thought i agreed....70 with a toy of my choice....250 with a weapon of His choice.
As always, we start off with my kneeling time. I was not naked...I had some undies to show off, and He was in another room while i was getting ready. He walks in, sees me and without a hitch....very nice, I am glad you are showing them off. He mauls my breast through the flimsy material of the bra and claims every part of me.....then tells me to lose the window dressing.
I am over His lap and He has a small hairbrush in His hand. It has a fairly small surface, and is not nearly as heavy as any of His paddles, but is made of some type of heavy plastic. That bugger hurt...a lot. It did not take me long to start complaining, that this was far from a warm up. Master smacked a couple of times on my thighs, just to let me know it could be worse....but quickly finished up with ...His idea...of a warm-up.
Master asks if me about multiplying the number, i say yes, and He then asks what i would like. He suggests His belt, i say i was thinking His hand, and ask what He was choosing. He replied....cane. I gave Him a look and said that is a lot with a cane, His reply...guess you should have checked that out before you agreed to multiply the number. (lesson learned). Since i was thinking i needed a really good warm-up i asked if we could use the large strop again....Master went to get it telling me to get into whatever position i wanted.
Master decided on 10 sets of 7, changing sides after every 7. He got the smacks just right, i was relaxed and enjoying. He asked if i wanted the last 7 harder, i said, no thanks, what you have going is perfect! He finishes up and says break time! I look at Him thinking....break?..does He want coffee? Seeing my confused look He asks what am i waiting for as He shows me His cock. I laugh and position myself. Just as i am about to start He tells me stop, He has changed His mind. I look up, more confused....HE does not want me to pleasure Him??
Leave it to Master to totally surprise me, He says that instead of 250 licks with the cane, He wants me to give Him 250 licks....or suck...or thrust...or kisses...or...you get the picture. I think, is He kidding me, and see the silly grin and the twinkle in His eye, and i ask who has to keep count. He laughs ...He will try. So, I set in, trying to remember to change up my approach...since i want us both to get to 250. Some of time Master grabs hold of my hair and directs me. We succeed...and get to 250!
I quickly change positions and we move on to our reward for getting through another week. After several permissions are granted and conversation becomes a possibility, I remark, this bet was really a win/win for me....Master replies...for Him also....as i snuggle into His furry chest i am so thankful that this man has chosen me.....When i am getting dressed, Master grabs the cane and gives me 5 quick surprise ones....just because He can.
I am off for some grandma time this weekend....schools are already in session and we are having the hottest weather of the summer. I talked to the grand that is starting 2nd grade this year, and asked her how school was going. Her reply...pretty good, but it has been 2 days of school and her teacher has not taught her one new thing yet!!! I laughed and told her teachers need some time to get into the flow of things, i am sure she will be learning new things.
Have a good weekend all...play nice..
hugs abby
Saturday, August 29, 2015
"Whimpy" spanks.....
If you have been reading here for a while, you probably never expected to see that title. It was not a whole spanking, but a part of it...
I was not all that excited about it being 'Fun Friday'. I have learned, that the best way to change my mood....Fun Friday! After some hugs, chat and kneeling time, i was over Master's lap. Expecting to feel His hand...i feel wood. It is the maintenance paddle. He is not using it hard, but i am squirming from the beginning. Master says He loves that paddle and has missed it.....I say it is the maintenance paddle, you get to use it almost every week. He says i must have forgotten, last maintenance was with the belt, and the week before that i was away...it has been 2 whole weeks since He has used it...(poor guy).
After a couple of sets, with lots of squirming and noises from me, Master suddenly remembers He did not start with a hand warm-up. He remedies that, but i am having a hard time settling in. He returns to the paddle, telling me i need to get my head into the right space. It still is not there. After another set, He rubs a bit and then decides that maybe He should go in search of leather. I second that motion....
He returns with the large leather strop...the one i requested after the last baseball bet. I would like to say i was enthusiastic about seeing it, but i was not thrilled....I do get up and lean over, presenting Him my bottom. He is spanking in sets of 10, the first set is on the light side. I am no longer wriggling, He asks how i felt about those...i replied that they were just right. He gives me another set, maybe a little lighter. My head space has arrived, and when He is finished i blurt out words i thought i would never say...."those were whimpy spanks".
Master laughs and says, my girl is back! He asks if i would like a re-do of those. I do, only not quite the same...the re-do is harder, but still in the just right range. Master then asks if i would like to finish up with 10 harder ones, i reply....Yes Sir....and hear, good girl. Master is checking to see if all of me has been on board...he chuckles at what he finds. We both end up smiling and spent.....
As we are cuddling, Master asks me...if He spanked the rebel away? I look up at Him not sure what He is talking about. He sees my look and says, no lunch call for the past 3 days, just text messages?? ( I am supposed to call Master and let Him know when it is lunch time, He needs to eat at regular intervals, and tends to get loss in His projects. At first i would text, but about a year ago, He decided He wanted me to call, not text.) I look at Him and quickly reply..."I know how busy you have been, so i thought it would be easier for you to just read a text message, instead of having to listen to a voice message". He does sometimes answer, but usually my timing is not great. He looks at me and replies, "and is it also easier and more convenient for you to just text"? I quickly say..."if it is better for both of us, that must be a win/win". Luckily for my bottom...He laughs. Then He gives me 'That Look', and says, from now on only calls. My reply...Yes Sir.
Hugs abby
I was not all that excited about it being 'Fun Friday'. I have learned, that the best way to change my mood....Fun Friday! After some hugs, chat and kneeling time, i was over Master's lap. Expecting to feel His hand...i feel wood. It is the maintenance paddle. He is not using it hard, but i am squirming from the beginning. Master says He loves that paddle and has missed it.....I say it is the maintenance paddle, you get to use it almost every week. He says i must have forgotten, last maintenance was with the belt, and the week before that i was away...it has been 2 whole weeks since He has used it...(poor guy).
After a couple of sets, with lots of squirming and noises from me, Master suddenly remembers He did not start with a hand warm-up. He remedies that, but i am having a hard time settling in. He returns to the paddle, telling me i need to get my head into the right space. It still is not there. After another set, He rubs a bit and then decides that maybe He should go in search of leather. I second that motion....
He returns with the large leather strop...the one i requested after the last baseball bet. I would like to say i was enthusiastic about seeing it, but i was not thrilled....I do get up and lean over, presenting Him my bottom. He is spanking in sets of 10, the first set is on the light side. I am no longer wriggling, He asks how i felt about those...i replied that they were just right. He gives me another set, maybe a little lighter. My head space has arrived, and when He is finished i blurt out words i thought i would never say...."those were whimpy spanks".
Master laughs and says, my girl is back! He asks if i would like a re-do of those. I do, only not quite the same...the re-do is harder, but still in the just right range. Master then asks if i would like to finish up with 10 harder ones, i reply....Yes Sir....and hear, good girl. Master is checking to see if all of me has been on board...he chuckles at what he finds. We both end up smiling and spent.....
As we are cuddling, Master asks me...if He spanked the rebel away? I look up at Him not sure what He is talking about. He sees my look and says, no lunch call for the past 3 days, just text messages?? ( I am supposed to call Master and let Him know when it is lunch time, He needs to eat at regular intervals, and tends to get loss in His projects. At first i would text, but about a year ago, He decided He wanted me to call, not text.) I look at Him and quickly reply..."I know how busy you have been, so i thought it would be easier for you to just read a text message, instead of having to listen to a voice message". He does sometimes answer, but usually my timing is not great. He looks at me and replies, "and is it also easier and more convenient for you to just text"? I quickly say..."if it is better for both of us, that must be a win/win". Luckily for my bottom...He laughs. Then He gives me 'That Look', and says, from now on only calls. My reply...Yes Sir.
Hugs abby
Monday, August 24, 2015
Thigh Spanks Count Double
Our Maine vacation was crazy busy, but we made lots of wonderful memories. We started off with a 6 year old birthday celebration, we spent a few days at different beaches, had an amusement/water park day, a fire pit picnic complete with smores, and lots of laughs. We did all this with my grands and my sister's two grands, so we had a 7,6,5,4,3,and a 1 year old with us....there were very few squabbles, and it was great fun watching them form strong cousin bonds. A high point, my niece, had her first baby while we were there, so a new 'cousin' will be joining us next year.....
Today was back to....maintenance Monday. During my kneeling time, Master was 'milking' my nipples with hard pinches. He said He waited 3 days, til i felt better....all the fried, rich sea food played havoc with my digestive system...He had been looking forward to playing with His nipples.
He asks me if we had missed a M/M....i said yes. Then we have one to make up, so that is 2 spankings today. I groan, He thinks i should be thanking Him for being so consistent never wanting to miss a M/M....i suppose He has a point.
He is changing our routine a bit today, instead of over His lap, He wants me kneeling on the ottoman, bottom up, head down on the sofa. He proceeds with a very nice long hand warm-up. He then says, the maintenance paddle will not be used today. Before i can ask the obvious, i hear Him taking His belt through the loops....i am grinning. He reminds me, that maintenance is not play, it is a hard spanking, so even tho i love His belt, it will be a...or two...hard spankings.
He starts in, 10 per side, stopping after every 20 to rub. They are hard, not the hardest i am ouching but able to stay in position. He gets to 100 and asks if i would like a break....i quickly say, yes Sir. He asks what i have in mind....i am up and kneeling, and reaching for His cock in reply. He lays back and enjoys....I am getting very wet; Master reminds me, no permissions for me until my spanking is over .
When i am done, He tells me for the second maintenance He wants me lying flat. He is rubbing my bottom and my thighs, and asks where i would like the last 100. I reply...where ever He wishes....He says, He has a deal for me, i can decide where, if i choose on the thighs, each spank will count as 2...so 50 instead of 100, but they will be on my thighs, and there still are maintenance. I am debating, when He adds, i can change my mind after any set, and He will return to my bottom, but each one spank will count as 1. (i have no idea how He comes up wit these things so quickly....).
I decide to start with the thigh spanks, He will still use His belt. He reminds me that each one counts as 2....but boy they do hurt a lot more!
After each set of 5, ..which count as 10... He rubs and switches sides. I am getting more vocal and having a harder time keeping my legs wide open. He gets to the last set, and i ask if He can switch to my bottom. He says..my choice...but the count will not double with each spank. I agree and the last set is on my bottom.
Master sits besides me and comments on how nice and hot both my bottom and thighs are....as His fingers travel a little, i keep trying to silently urge Him on....It feels soooo good, i just want Him to continue, but i am also dripping, and i know, that i need a permission first. So i ask, it is granted and i am off again and again....until i am spent....and just need to breathe and recover. When i can move, i move up to snuggle on His lap, we reminisce about our journey...back to a large happy hour beer where i could not believe how often He used the word 'spank' in a public place...to now.....and wonder where our journey will take us next.....where ever we go, it is a journey we will enjoy together.
Have a good week all...hugs abby
Today was back to....maintenance Monday. During my kneeling time, Master was 'milking' my nipples with hard pinches. He said He waited 3 days, til i felt better....all the fried, rich sea food played havoc with my digestive system...He had been looking forward to playing with His nipples.
He asks me if we had missed a M/M....i said yes. Then we have one to make up, so that is 2 spankings today. I groan, He thinks i should be thanking Him for being so consistent never wanting to miss a M/M....i suppose He has a point.
He is changing our routine a bit today, instead of over His lap, He wants me kneeling on the ottoman, bottom up, head down on the sofa. He proceeds with a very nice long hand warm-up. He then says, the maintenance paddle will not be used today. Before i can ask the obvious, i hear Him taking His belt through the loops....i am grinning. He reminds me, that maintenance is not play, it is a hard spanking, so even tho i love His belt, it will be a...or two...hard spankings.
He starts in, 10 per side, stopping after every 20 to rub. They are hard, not the hardest i am ouching but able to stay in position. He gets to 100 and asks if i would like a break....i quickly say, yes Sir. He asks what i have in mind....i am up and kneeling, and reaching for His cock in reply. He lays back and enjoys....I am getting very wet; Master reminds me, no permissions for me until my spanking is over .
When i am done, He tells me for the second maintenance He wants me lying flat. He is rubbing my bottom and my thighs, and asks where i would like the last 100. I reply...where ever He wishes....He says, He has a deal for me, i can decide where, if i choose on the thighs, each spank will count as 2...so 50 instead of 100, but they will be on my thighs, and there still are maintenance. I am debating, when He adds, i can change my mind after any set, and He will return to my bottom, but each one spank will count as 1. (i have no idea how He comes up wit these things so quickly....).
I decide to start with the thigh spanks, He will still use His belt. He reminds me that each one counts as 2....but boy they do hurt a lot more!
After each set of 5, ..which count as 10... He rubs and switches sides. I am getting more vocal and having a harder time keeping my legs wide open. He gets to the last set, and i ask if He can switch to my bottom. He says..my choice...but the count will not double with each spank. I agree and the last set is on my bottom.
Master sits besides me and comments on how nice and hot both my bottom and thighs are....as His fingers travel a little, i keep trying to silently urge Him on....It feels soooo good, i just want Him to continue, but i am also dripping, and i know, that i need a permission first. So i ask, it is granted and i am off again and again....until i am spent....and just need to breathe and recover. When i can move, i move up to snuggle on His lap, we reminisce about our journey...back to a large happy hour beer where i could not believe how often He used the word 'spank' in a public place...to now.....and wonder where our journey will take us next.....where ever we go, it is a journey we will enjoy together.
Have a good week all...hugs abby
Thursday, August 20, 2015
Ella's Spanking Instrument Poll
***I wrote this before i left and meant to post it before now...better late than never....
Ella at Ella Ever After is doing a spanking instrument poll. I am not sure i will remember every one of them, but here is the list of items that i have been spanked list...and of course, my comments.
MY favorite.....his Hand. We once decided to see if we could get to 1000 hand spanks...we did...and honestly...it was not too much.
Wood 'toys'...
Switch...Yes, used outside. It has been a few years, but not long enough. Switchings would never receive my recommendation.
Maintenance paddle...it is small with a handle and a rectangular spanking area. It is the 'toy' most often used for weekly maintenance.
NY Yankees paddle...Medium sized, with a lacquer finish, on the heavy side. It is in Yankee colors, with the NY logo on the top. I (foolishly) bought this one back for Master, when i saw it in a souvenir shop.
Shamrock paddle...green and shaped like a shamrock. I would say it falls in the medium heavy range. Master takes this one out regularly.
Froggy paddle...This was originally a child's paddle ball toy. The wood is light, and is in the shape of a happy looking frog. I love it's lightness.
My Paddleman paddle...I had this one made for Master for Christmas last year. He loves it, it is on the heavy side....it is personalized with 'my paddleman, on the long spanking area. I sometimes wonder...what was i thinking??
Very large paddle ball paddle...or punishment paddle...Master bought this at a garage sale for one dollar. I have said before and i repeat...i will gladly pay much more than that for anyone out there interested in it. It has not been used i close to a year..Yeah me!....but has seen quite a bit of use over the years.
Winnie the Pooh paddle...it sounds so cute...and is so evil. Yes the round part is Winnie's shape, but it is heavy, good sized, and polished.
Canes...Yes in the plural. They are of various lengths and diameter. Master likes to take one out at intervals, i love/hate them. They are intimidating, and can really sting....but the tenderness from the welts lasts longer than other spankings.
Paint stirring sticks...As it turns out these come in a variety of sizes, mostly they sting somewhat, and break easily...LOL.
Whatever wood is hanging around...Master always seem to have a project going. Right now He is in the middle of a kitchen redo for a member of His family. When He is in construction or remodel mode....whatever leftovers are handy are often used for a spanking.
Leather items...
Master's belt...A big advantage is that it is always available. And then there is the build up, seeing Him unbuckle it, hearing it being pulled through the loops...yes i love His belts.
Beaver tail paddle...Master named this according to how it looks. I love how it feels, spankings with this could last a long time...:)
Crop...Master used to have one that that had its end shaped like a hand..called it His handy helper...and then it broke while in use...boo hoo. He does have another, crops are useful, for reaching all kinds of interesting places......
Large leather strap or strop....A doubled up large leather strips, and looks very intimidating. When we have not used it for a while, i worry about it...and then after the first couple sets.....so yummy.
Whip...It is a single tail, and i helped Him to break it is when it was new.
Master loves it, me...not so much....
Large leather flogger...Anyone who has read here knows that when i get to choose....this is what i choose. It can be sensuous.....when He drags all over my body, reaching interesting places, when He flogs me i feel all the tensions leaving my body...
Devil's tail strap...This is another one of those that looks fairly innocent. It is only about a foot long, one piece of leather that is split almost to the top, so two lashes, and when they come together they form a v shape. It is very, very stingyl
Other items...
Horse hair flogger...It is much smaller that the other flogger, and the horse hair is light. It is one of the few toys that i like to have used on my breast.
Spatula...I used to have one in my bag. After Master it used it a couple of times...it sorta disappeared. Those things really sting..and not in a good way.
Feather...I put one in my gab at Mona Lisa's suggestion. We always have fun with it...but by using it for other things besides spanking. I am pretty sure i probably have forgotten some things. If Master remembers more i will add them to a future post.
hugs abby
Ella at Ella Ever After is doing a spanking instrument poll. I am not sure i will remember every one of them, but here is the list of items that i have been spanked list...and of course, my comments.
MY favorite.....his Hand. We once decided to see if we could get to 1000 hand spanks...we did...and honestly...it was not too much.
Wood 'toys'...
Switch...Yes, used outside. It has been a few years, but not long enough. Switchings would never receive my recommendation.
Maintenance paddle...it is small with a handle and a rectangular spanking area. It is the 'toy' most often used for weekly maintenance.
NY Yankees paddle...Medium sized, with a lacquer finish, on the heavy side. It is in Yankee colors, with the NY logo on the top. I (foolishly) bought this one back for Master, when i saw it in a souvenir shop.
Shamrock paddle...green and shaped like a shamrock. I would say it falls in the medium heavy range. Master takes this one out regularly.
Froggy paddle...This was originally a child's paddle ball toy. The wood is light, and is in the shape of a happy looking frog. I love it's lightness.
My Paddleman paddle...I had this one made for Master for Christmas last year. He loves it, it is on the heavy side....it is personalized with 'my paddleman, on the long spanking area. I sometimes wonder...what was i thinking??
Very large paddle ball paddle...or punishment paddle...Master bought this at a garage sale for one dollar. I have said before and i repeat...i will gladly pay much more than that for anyone out there interested in it. It has not been used i close to a year..Yeah me!....but has seen quite a bit of use over the years.
Winnie the Pooh paddle...it sounds so cute...and is so evil. Yes the round part is Winnie's shape, but it is heavy, good sized, and polished.
Canes...Yes in the plural. They are of various lengths and diameter. Master likes to take one out at intervals, i love/hate them. They are intimidating, and can really sting....but the tenderness from the welts lasts longer than other spankings.
Paint stirring sticks...As it turns out these come in a variety of sizes, mostly they sting somewhat, and break easily...LOL.
Whatever wood is hanging around...Master always seem to have a project going. Right now He is in the middle of a kitchen redo for a member of His family. When He is in construction or remodel mode....whatever leftovers are handy are often used for a spanking.
Leather items...
Master's belt...A big advantage is that it is always available. And then there is the build up, seeing Him unbuckle it, hearing it being pulled through the loops...yes i love His belts.
Beaver tail paddle...Master named this according to how it looks. I love how it feels, spankings with this could last a long time...:)
Crop...Master used to have one that that had its end shaped like a hand..called it His handy helper...and then it broke while in use...boo hoo. He does have another, crops are useful, for reaching all kinds of interesting places......
Large leather strap or strop....A doubled up large leather strips, and looks very intimidating. When we have not used it for a while, i worry about it...and then after the first couple sets.....so yummy.
Whip...It is a single tail, and i helped Him to break it is when it was new.
Master loves it, me...not so much....
Large leather flogger...Anyone who has read here knows that when i get to choose....this is what i choose. It can be sensuous.....when He drags all over my body, reaching interesting places, when He flogs me i feel all the tensions leaving my body...
Devil's tail strap...This is another one of those that looks fairly innocent. It is only about a foot long, one piece of leather that is split almost to the top, so two lashes, and when they come together they form a v shape. It is very, very stingyl
Other items...
Horse hair flogger...It is much smaller that the other flogger, and the horse hair is light. It is one of the few toys that i like to have used on my breast.
Spatula...I used to have one in my bag. After Master it used it a couple of times...it sorta disappeared. Those things really sting..and not in a good way.
Feather...I put one in my gab at Mona Lisa's suggestion. We always have fun with it...but by using it for other things besides spanking. I am pretty sure i probably have forgotten some things. If Master remembers more i will add them to a future post.
hugs abby
Friday, August 14, 2015
Friday play time...
Master told me this morning to be sure i complete my errands and to do list before lunch, because this afternoon i would be serving my Master. Now there's motivation!
During my naked kneeling time, He was alternating between barely touching breast and pinching them hard. He asked me which i preferred, when i said the soft touch, He laughed and said...there is evidence to the contrary. I told Him i could not help that, to which He just gave me His DUH! look ...and grinned.
Over His lap for a hand warm-up, followed by a good paddling...Master's words, i am not convinced there is such a thing as a ...good...paddling. Master then tells me to go get the 'Pooh' paddle out of His bag. I tell Him, for such a cute character i really do not like that paddle.....He simply replies....You are here to serve me, and it is what i want. So i get the paddle and am back over His lap. He gives me three sets, each one harder, until i am panting and trying to catch my breath. He then tells me to get up for my paddling.
I look at Him...thinking what exactly have You been doing to my bottom? He chuckles, a little.....i forget that He has taken up residence in my head. He tells me to get up and lean over, there will be 12 hard ones with the large paddle and if i am a good girl He will allow me to suck His cock when we are done. When He tells me they will be hard, i know I need to prepare myself. They are slow and hard, each swat covering all my bottom.
When we are done, I kneel to pleasure Him. He tells me to touch and rub my bottom as i suck , to feel the heat it is generating. Master stops me after a bit of time...time to finish your spanking. He is confusing...or surprising me ...today. I thought we were done with the spanking part. He goes to His bag and is looking for a particular item. He tells me He is switching to leather.
He pulls out what He calls the devil's tail strap. It is about a foot long and one strip of leather separated in half, and forming a v shape at the bottom. It has been a long time since we have played with this, in fact i cannot remember the last time. I am thinking, it looks fairly tame, my bottom is well warmed.....
You know how looks can be deceiving....boy does that thing pack a sting. I am struggling to stay in place. Master then decides that since the straps are on the small size, they could reach my pussy. He is right...as He spanks upward they do. He is using fairly light taps, but they still sting....a kind of...hurts so good ...situation.
Master then decides it is time for me to finish thanking Him. I am back on my knees, as a i am sucking, i can fell myself dripping down my thighs all the way to my calves. When i am finished and back over Master's lap, He comments on my wetness...from my pussy almost to my toes. I bury my head into the pillow....and He tells me not to be embarrassed, it is a wonderful complement and reaction.....He proceeds to make good use of all that 'wetness'...:):):) When i finally get up to get dressed, He tells me to wait a minute. Master is working on redoing a kitchen..working on cabinets at the moment. He takes a piece of wood and smacks my bottom with it....grins and tells me every time, either one of us sees that particular cabinet, we will know my bottom was involved in its construction. Yes...He can be a little weird, at times...but He does make me laugh a lot.
I am off tomorrow to celebrate a grand's 6th birthday. A 'water' themed party is planned... pool time, water balloons, a water running course and other wet activities. On Sunday we are all traveling to Maine for our annual beach vacation. There will be lots of beach time, a lobster/clam bake for all of my family, a day at an amusement/water park, are some of activities planned.
Have a good week all...
hugs abby
During my naked kneeling time, He was alternating between barely touching breast and pinching them hard. He asked me which i preferred, when i said the soft touch, He laughed and said...there is evidence to the contrary. I told Him i could not help that, to which He just gave me His DUH! look ...and grinned.
Over His lap for a hand warm-up, followed by a good paddling...Master's words, i am not convinced there is such a thing as a ...good...paddling. Master then tells me to go get the 'Pooh' paddle out of His bag. I tell Him, for such a cute character i really do not like that paddle.....He simply replies....You are here to serve me, and it is what i want. So i get the paddle and am back over His lap. He gives me three sets, each one harder, until i am panting and trying to catch my breath. He then tells me to get up for my paddling.
I look at Him...thinking what exactly have You been doing to my bottom? He chuckles, a little.....i forget that He has taken up residence in my head. He tells me to get up and lean over, there will be 12 hard ones with the large paddle and if i am a good girl He will allow me to suck His cock when we are done. When He tells me they will be hard, i know I need to prepare myself. They are slow and hard, each swat covering all my bottom.
When we are done, I kneel to pleasure Him. He tells me to touch and rub my bottom as i suck , to feel the heat it is generating. Master stops me after a bit of time...time to finish your spanking. He is confusing...or surprising me ...today. I thought we were done with the spanking part. He goes to His bag and is looking for a particular item. He tells me He is switching to leather.
He pulls out what He calls the devil's tail strap. It is about a foot long and one strip of leather separated in half, and forming a v shape at the bottom. It has been a long time since we have played with this, in fact i cannot remember the last time. I am thinking, it looks fairly tame, my bottom is well warmed.....
You know how looks can be deceiving....boy does that thing pack a sting. I am struggling to stay in place. Master then decides that since the straps are on the small size, they could reach my pussy. He is right...as He spanks upward they do. He is using fairly light taps, but they still sting....a kind of...hurts so good ...situation.
Master then decides it is time for me to finish thanking Him. I am back on my knees, as a i am sucking, i can fell myself dripping down my thighs all the way to my calves. When i am finished and back over Master's lap, He comments on my wetness...from my pussy almost to my toes. I bury my head into the pillow....and He tells me not to be embarrassed, it is a wonderful complement and reaction.....He proceeds to make good use of all that 'wetness'...:):):) When i finally get up to get dressed, He tells me to wait a minute. Master is working on redoing a kitchen..working on cabinets at the moment. He takes a piece of wood and smacks my bottom with it....grins and tells me every time, either one of us sees that particular cabinet, we will know my bottom was involved in its construction. Yes...He can be a little weird, at times...but He does make me laugh a lot.
I am off tomorrow to celebrate a grand's 6th birthday. A 'water' themed party is planned... pool time, water balloons, a water running course and other wet activities. On Sunday we are all traveling to Maine for our annual beach vacation. There will be lots of beach time, a lobster/clam bake for all of my family, a day at an amusement/water park, are some of activities planned.
Have a good week all...
hugs abby
Wednesday, August 12, 2015
The Best Part of the Baseball Bet....
First, a great big THANK YOU to everyone for the prayers and good thoughts for my sister. Her blood test this week showed anti-bodies. Her body will now start fighting the virus, and she is on her way to not being infectious. She needs to take it slowly, but she has been house bound for 6 weeks, so she is thrilled...as the rest of us are...at this news.
My winning part of out baseball bet has been paid off. My boys won 1 game, there were 3 runs scored. So that equals 30 swats with a 'toy' of my choice. Master was certain the word flogger would come out of my mouth, but since it was a fairly low number, the words large strap/strop came out of my mouth. It looks intimidating, and makes lots of noise, but it can be so yummy.
After a wonderful warm-up, i was bent over and ready. Master said i could choose the intensity level, so to let Him know if i wanted harder or softer. After the first set of 10, Master spent time rubbing my bottom, with His hands and with his body, i was swooning. (now there's an old fashioned word). He asked how i wanted the second set, and i said the same force, and also for the third set. There was rubbing after each set, and after the third set, He asked me if i wanted a bonus set, since i had told Him about missing 10 for His winning session. I was in the 'strap zone', so I thanked Him, and asked if they could be a little harder. He did a fine job, leaving me with a rosy glow...inside and out.
Monday was our maintenance day, starting with my naked kneeling. Master had me repeat why we have maintenance and why it has to be a hard spanking....As always, i am ouching and squirming from the first 25. After the second set Master is rubbing and thinking i am complaining too much. So, after the third set He decides to give me something else to think about during the last set. He tells me that after the last spank of this set, i have 10 seconds to get His cock in my mouth. If it is not there in 10 seconds, i will not get to properly thank Him. (He is wearing pants and a belt).
I am trying to count the spanks in my head, but i can never concentrate enough to do that. So when i think He is close to finishing i get myself ready. (Yes, He was right, it did give me something else to think about). I hear Him start the countdown....10...I fly off His lap, kneel, get the belt off, pants unzipped, cock found and in my mouth just as i hear Him say 1...0! I did it.....and we both enjoy the reward. One thing about Master...i never know what He will think of next!
hugs abby
My winning part of out baseball bet has been paid off. My boys won 1 game, there were 3 runs scored. So that equals 30 swats with a 'toy' of my choice. Master was certain the word flogger would come out of my mouth, but since it was a fairly low number, the words large strap/strop came out of my mouth. It looks intimidating, and makes lots of noise, but it can be so yummy.
After a wonderful warm-up, i was bent over and ready. Master said i could choose the intensity level, so to let Him know if i wanted harder or softer. After the first set of 10, Master spent time rubbing my bottom, with His hands and with his body, i was swooning. (now there's an old fashioned word). He asked how i wanted the second set, and i said the same force, and also for the third set. There was rubbing after each set, and after the third set, He asked me if i wanted a bonus set, since i had told Him about missing 10 for His winning session. I was in the 'strap zone', so I thanked Him, and asked if they could be a little harder. He did a fine job, leaving me with a rosy glow...inside and out.
Monday was our maintenance day, starting with my naked kneeling. Master had me repeat why we have maintenance and why it has to be a hard spanking....As always, i am ouching and squirming from the first 25. After the second set Master is rubbing and thinking i am complaining too much. So, after the third set He decides to give me something else to think about during the last set. He tells me that after the last spank of this set, i have 10 seconds to get His cock in my mouth. If it is not there in 10 seconds, i will not get to properly thank Him. (He is wearing pants and a belt).
I am trying to count the spanks in my head, but i can never concentrate enough to do that. So when i think He is close to finishing i get myself ready. (Yes, He was right, it did give me something else to think about). I hear Him start the countdown....10...I fly off His lap, kneel, get the belt off, pants unzipped, cock found and in my mouth just as i hear Him say 1...0! I did it.....and we both enjoy the reward. One thing about Master...i never know what He will think of next!
hugs abby
Saturday, August 8, 2015
Part 1 of a losing baseball bet....
My boys let me down BIG time. The first game ended up 13--3...for those of you with rusty math skills and adds up to 16 runs....equaling 160 spanks for the losing side....me. My boys won game 2, only 3 runs scored, the Yanks once again prevailed in game 3, but thankfully there were only 3 runs scored. Total....190 spanks for Master and His team....30 for me and my boys.
While i am kneeling, Master asks what i think He will choose. I hesitate, but i am thinking cane, I know He has been talking about using it for a maintenance spanking. Master says, He is itching for the cane, but 190 seems like a little much for the cane....(He is not always a meanie). He asks if my choice is the flogger, i surprise Him by saying no. I have been thinking, since it is only 30, i will choose the large leather strop. We have not used it in a while, and once i adjust to it, it is yummy.
Master suggests that since my bottom will be quite sore from 190 with a paddle that we divide this bet into 2 different days. I quickly agree...
Master is using a small, but not light paddle. He starts with a set of 50 fast spanks. After a stop for some rubbing....50 more. I am ouching and squirming, and when He stops i tell Him they were hard ones. His reply....we are more than half way done, relax. The next set is slow and deliberate....10 of them. I tell Him i like the slow ones...they are easier for me to adjust too. He is surprised and says He expected i would prefer fast and finished more quickly.
He sticks with sets of 10 slower ones, stopping to rub between sets. (shorter sets = more rubbing..:). After a few more sets He taps my thighs and asks if the next set should be there. I tell Him, i it is His bet, and that choice is His. He does choose the thighs, and for the next one asks about my inner thighs. I reply basically the same way, but He returns to my bottom.
We are at 150, and Master takes a longer rubbing break. I am thinking, only 4 more sets. After the third set, Master puts down the paddle and is rubbing and chatting. I ask Him if He is finished. He replies that He is. I hesitate, and then ask Him if He is sure. He asks me if He forgot a set. I tell Him i think He has. He picks up the paddle, and gives me 5 more on each cheek....light ones. I thank Him when He is done, He chuckles and says He would not want me to feel i had not paid off my total debt.
Master decides that since i have been such a good girl about my spanking, that i deserve a hard fucking.....tells me to get on all fours, bottom up, legs spread, wide open. Master is stimulating my bottom and my clit....and i am....gone, and exploding. We end up Him holding me, until we can move, and then i move to His lap for some snuggling, and more recovery time. Master comments that even when i lose, i seem to win...i smile and said...i think that works both ways....;)
hugs abby
While i am kneeling, Master asks what i think He will choose. I hesitate, but i am thinking cane, I know He has been talking about using it for a maintenance spanking. Master says, He is itching for the cane, but 190 seems like a little much for the cane....(He is not always a meanie). He asks if my choice is the flogger, i surprise Him by saying no. I have been thinking, since it is only 30, i will choose the large leather strop. We have not used it in a while, and once i adjust to it, it is yummy.
Master suggests that since my bottom will be quite sore from 190 with a paddle that we divide this bet into 2 different days. I quickly agree...
Master is using a small, but not light paddle. He starts with a set of 50 fast spanks. After a stop for some rubbing....50 more. I am ouching and squirming, and when He stops i tell Him they were hard ones. His reply....we are more than half way done, relax. The next set is slow and deliberate....10 of them. I tell Him i like the slow ones...they are easier for me to adjust too. He is surprised and says He expected i would prefer fast and finished more quickly.
He sticks with sets of 10 slower ones, stopping to rub between sets. (shorter sets = more rubbing..:). After a few more sets He taps my thighs and asks if the next set should be there. I tell Him, i it is His bet, and that choice is His. He does choose the thighs, and for the next one asks about my inner thighs. I reply basically the same way, but He returns to my bottom.
We are at 150, and Master takes a longer rubbing break. I am thinking, only 4 more sets. After the third set, Master puts down the paddle and is rubbing and chatting. I ask Him if He is finished. He replies that He is. I hesitate, and then ask Him if He is sure. He asks me if He forgot a set. I tell Him i think He has. He picks up the paddle, and gives me 5 more on each cheek....light ones. I thank Him when He is done, He chuckles and says He would not want me to feel i had not paid off my total debt.
Master decides that since i have been such a good girl about my spanking, that i deserve a hard fucking.....tells me to get on all fours, bottom up, legs spread, wide open. Master is stimulating my bottom and my clit....and i am....gone, and exploding. We end up Him holding me, until we can move, and then i move to His lap for some snuggling, and more recovery time. Master comments that even when i lose, i seem to win...i smile and said...i think that works both ways....;)
hugs abby
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)