I am kneeling waiting for Master's first touch. I feel a hard pinch on a nipple. I now know....He is in THAT kind of mood. I look up at Him, His eyes and His grin reinforce that thought.
He continues, squeezing, pulling, pinching my breast, my nipples...no talk just a total claiming of that part of me. When He is done He takes my hands and pulls me up and over His lap. I breathe easier when i feel His hand, spanking my bottom. I relax and enjoy the warm-up. He is spanking all over my bottom, it will be a uniform shade of red when He is finished with this delicious warm-up.
I then feel a stinging smack....i am trying to identify it when i finally just put head my up and sneak a peak. Master chuckles....I got a new paint stick. Now, when i think of paint stick , i think of maybe 12 inches long, and inch wide and light wood. What Master is holding, must be the new king sized one....double in size and weight. He gives me that evil grin, and i just shake my head.
He does start off lightly, increasing in intensity as He continues. He continues until i start to squirm. He starts to complain that He cannot get the angle He wants. He stops and tells me to get up, and get on top of the hammock, on my hands and knees. Umm..this is a new use for the hammock. He is still using the paint stick, full out. My bottom is well warmed, the sting spans both cheeks and i am getting loss in the sensation.
Master stops and i am staying in position waiting....He is in front of me and i look up, and His cock is at eye level. I raise my head and it is at just the right level. I cannot use my hands so it is all tongue and mouth, Master stops me just short of accomplishing my goal. He walks away, and i suddenly feel a light tap, tap, tap on my bottom....the cane. He continues to tap for for a few minutes and asks if i am reading for my traveling stripes. I say i am not, so He continues to tap, telling me to tell Him when i am ready. He continues to just tap, and i am thinking this feels pretty good. After about 5 minutes, i know that He will continue until i say i am ready, but i am starting to get to the point of wanting a relief of another kind.
As soon as I say, 'i am ready', Master goes from tapping to swishing. I am not sure how many, i was concentrating on staying on the hammock , in place. He does stop after each set for some rubbing. I realize that He has stopped and is back standing in front of me of me....i look up and take His cock in to my mouth. When i am done, He moves behind me, to trace the welts with His wet cock.
I am soon panting and and pushing my bottom out. Master helps me up and off the hammock, into a more comfortable position, and i am rewarded for my efforts.....until i feel like a rag doll. Master continues to rub and massage my body as we snuggle until i can move and think logically once again.
I am leaving soon to spend Halloween with a 7 year old 'dog' and a 4 year old 'pumpkin'. I have lots of different halloween activities to keep us celebrating all day. Hope you all have a spooktacular time....
hugs abby
Friday, October 30, 2015
Monday, October 26, 2015
Release...from a spanking...
We have had an extended time of gorgeous fall weather. I love autumn, the bright coloring of the leaves...the cool nights to sleep...the warm-up on bight sunny days. I have been walking outside, so much nicer than walking around a circle...but those days are coming to end, probably on Wednesday. I am thankful for all the beauty Mother Nature has provided us with over the past couple months.
Today was maintenance day, as always. I am kneeling, naked, and after Master has claimed all of me He concentrates on my breast. He is touching them very lightly, circling the nipple, the whole breast, touching, but just barely my nipples. After a bit of time, He asks if i can feel the electricity between us, i nod....since i am holding my breath. Master asks if i can feel myself getting wet, i smile, look up at Him and say Yes Sir. He continues, until my breathing turn to panting, and i know i going to start dripping. He pinches each breast, and tells me it is maintenance time.
I am over His lap, He checks and says i am already a 'sopping mess'....why is it words like that, coming from Him, make me happy and cause me to smile? Master then starts to just lightly use His fingers all over my body...from feet to hair. Up and down just barely touching, then after a couple of trips up and down my body, He uses his finger nails to add a different sensation...but still lightly. I start off totally relaxed, enjoying the sensations, the feel of Him all over my body.
As He continues, by breathing quickens, and i can feel myself start to drip. Master says...I wonder if you could just cum form this light touching. I say i do not think so , but as He continues, He sees me clutching my bottom and my breathing has turned to panting. Master warns me that if i continue that i will prove Him right....and there are no permissions on maintenance day, until after the spanking.
It feels sooo good, i just want Him to continue. So i decided to hang on as long as i can. Master warns me, cumming without permission is a reason for a punishment spanking.....after maintenance. I can feel my body tensing, so i know i need to change focus, i quietly ask Master to start my maintenance spanking. He asks if i am sure....i nod...He says....Please Master start my maintenance spanking...and say it like you mean it. I take a deep breath, and ask again...beg again. Master stops roaming all over my body and starts His warm up.
After the first few spanks, my whole body relaxes...Master chuckles and says...relaxing, releasing that tension, from a spanking? He kindly gives me a long hand warm-up...my bottom and all of me is warm and toasty. Part of me is also ready to explode. Master notices the signs, and picks up the paddle, maintenance has started.
These spanks are hard ones...from the first one...and they get harder. Two sets of 25 with stops for rubbing, and then one long set of 50...the last 5 extra hard. I am loud and vocal with my ouching. I do remember to thank Him when He is done. He reaches in and takes some of my wetness to spread over my bottom...His way of cooling me down.
I soon feel His fingers starting their route over my body again....this time stopping and 'stirring the pot' as He like to put it.
I hang on as long as i can....which is not all that long (LOL)...and i am asking for a permission. It is granted, and i am off....one of those from the gut, loosing all track of anything else, loss in the sensation......explosions. Finally i am spent, and all i can do is lie still.
Master is talking, i think, and i can feel Him tucking me in and holding me close. After a bit, i thank Him...He laughs and thanks me...
Maintenance Monday....a hard spanking...and some hard loving....what a great way to start the week.
hugs abby
Today was maintenance day, as always. I am kneeling, naked, and after Master has claimed all of me He concentrates on my breast. He is touching them very lightly, circling the nipple, the whole breast, touching, but just barely my nipples. After a bit of time, He asks if i can feel the electricity between us, i nod....since i am holding my breath. Master asks if i can feel myself getting wet, i smile, look up at Him and say Yes Sir. He continues, until my breathing turn to panting, and i know i going to start dripping. He pinches each breast, and tells me it is maintenance time.
I am over His lap, He checks and says i am already a 'sopping mess'....why is it words like that, coming from Him, make me happy and cause me to smile? Master then starts to just lightly use His fingers all over my body...from feet to hair. Up and down just barely touching, then after a couple of trips up and down my body, He uses his finger nails to add a different sensation...but still lightly. I start off totally relaxed, enjoying the sensations, the feel of Him all over my body.
As He continues, by breathing quickens, and i can feel myself start to drip. Master says...I wonder if you could just cum form this light touching. I say i do not think so , but as He continues, He sees me clutching my bottom and my breathing has turned to panting. Master warns me that if i continue that i will prove Him right....and there are no permissions on maintenance day, until after the spanking.
It feels sooo good, i just want Him to continue. So i decided to hang on as long as i can. Master warns me, cumming without permission is a reason for a punishment spanking.....after maintenance. I can feel my body tensing, so i know i need to change focus, i quietly ask Master to start my maintenance spanking. He asks if i am sure....i nod...He says....Please Master start my maintenance spanking...and say it like you mean it. I take a deep breath, and ask again...beg again. Master stops roaming all over my body and starts His warm up.
After the first few spanks, my whole body relaxes...Master chuckles and says...relaxing, releasing that tension, from a spanking? He kindly gives me a long hand warm-up...my bottom and all of me is warm and toasty. Part of me is also ready to explode. Master notices the signs, and picks up the paddle, maintenance has started.
These spanks are hard ones...from the first one...and they get harder. Two sets of 25 with stops for rubbing, and then one long set of 50...the last 5 extra hard. I am loud and vocal with my ouching. I do remember to thank Him when He is done. He reaches in and takes some of my wetness to spread over my bottom...His way of cooling me down.
I soon feel His fingers starting their route over my body again....this time stopping and 'stirring the pot' as He like to put it.
I hang on as long as i can....which is not all that long (LOL)...and i am asking for a permission. It is granted, and i am off....one of those from the gut, loosing all track of anything else, loss in the sensation......explosions. Finally i am spent, and all i can do is lie still.
Master is talking, i think, and i can feel Him tucking me in and holding me close. After a bit, i thank Him...He laughs and thanks me...
Maintenance Monday....a hard spanking...and some hard loving....what a great way to start the week.
hugs abby
Saturday, October 17, 2015
A "Strappety, Strippety" Day....
.........That title came from Master...words He used during our play time....
........If you have read here for a while, you know that Master is a man of surprises. He is creative, and i am never sure what to expect, even when i think i have it figured out...usually i don't.
I am over His lap, His hand warming my bottom. We are chatting and i had noticed the large leather strop was out of His toy bag. Toys seem to cycle through...we don't use one for a while, and then it makes several appearances in a short time. Lately that strop has been on Master's agenda fairly often....i totally approve.
I am enjoying this warm up time....when i suddenly feel something cold and hard on my bottom. I look back, one of Master's small paddles. I give him a....What???...look. He chuckles and says He is doing me a favor by being thorough in His warm-up. Finally i am told to get up and present my bottom....strop time.
The strop is large...wide and long, and has a double layer of leather. It will never replace the flogger as my favorite....but i love the feel of it. Before He starts, Master announces that it is going to be a strappety day. Master decides on sets of 10 per side. Often, one side seems to hurt more than the other. especially at the beginning of a spanking session. The long strands of leather, cause some over- lapping to my hips/side...which cause me to yelp. After the first few sets, i am settled and enjoying the stropping. I do not know how many sets there were..guessing around 10.
Master stops and rubs, then tells me to stay put, as He leaves the room. Just as i was beginning to think of other more enjoyable pursuits. He returns, i look up....He is holding a cane. I open my mouth...but before i can get anything out....Master says, play time....the strop was for You, the cane is for me. It has been a long time since i have seen stripes on your bottom. It has been while, but i am not sure it is ever quite long enough between canings.
Even on a very warm bottom, i am ouching and squirming and fighting to stay in position. After a few sets, Master stops....and i am left wondering if He is done....i doubt it...but He has dropped the cane. I hear His belt being unbuckled, and think, wow, from the cane to His belt. I am waiting for the feel of the belt, it does not happen. After a minute, Master steps up behind me, and He is rubbing himself on my bottom. He is using His cock to trace the lines of the caning. It does not take long for me to be panting and pushing back....needing more.
Master pulls me up and i look at Him and quickly kneel, to suck His cock. I am totally immersed in His scent and taste, when i feel a stripe being added to my back side. I look up, letting His cock fall out of my mouth. I am told to not let that happen again, I am to keep sucking...not stop at all, while He adds vertical stripes to my horizontal ones. My first thought is...He is a brave man....I slow down, as the stripes increase and am told to keep up the pace. I finally manage to concentrate on sucking and licking and....the caning continues, but it has become secondary to my pleasing my Master.
Master finishes, and asks if i need a permission....He sure does know how to ask silly questions....He says i don't need to answer, He already knows the answer. Master is using my wetness to trace my welts as He brings me right to the edge. I am there, i beg for a permission, it is granted, and i explode....a few times. Master continues to rub my bottom, telling me He has me, as the tremors continue to rule my body.....finally i am quiet, laying there, until i feel i can move. I hear Master say...guess this was a strippety day also.
I laugh at His use of words, and He tells me my bottom almost looks light a tic tac toe game...but there are too many lines and they are not aligned correctly. He says, the next time He canes me, He will make sure it is in a correct tic tac toe pattern...I look at Him, and say...."you are kidding". I should know better, He explains to me it would only take 4 stripes, i should be looking forward to it. He just needs to figure out what to use for the o's and x's. I am shaking my head....but i have a feeling there will be a very interesting game of tic tac toe in my future.
hugs abby
........If you have read here for a while, you know that Master is a man of surprises. He is creative, and i am never sure what to expect, even when i think i have it figured out...usually i don't.
I am over His lap, His hand warming my bottom. We are chatting and i had noticed the large leather strop was out of His toy bag. Toys seem to cycle through...we don't use one for a while, and then it makes several appearances in a short time. Lately that strop has been on Master's agenda fairly often....i totally approve.
I am enjoying this warm up time....when i suddenly feel something cold and hard on my bottom. I look back, one of Master's small paddles. I give him a....What???...look. He chuckles and says He is doing me a favor by being thorough in His warm-up. Finally i am told to get up and present my bottom....strop time.
The strop is large...wide and long, and has a double layer of leather. It will never replace the flogger as my favorite....but i love the feel of it. Before He starts, Master announces that it is going to be a strappety day. Master decides on sets of 10 per side. Often, one side seems to hurt more than the other. especially at the beginning of a spanking session. The long strands of leather, cause some over- lapping to my hips/side...which cause me to yelp. After the first few sets, i am settled and enjoying the stropping. I do not know how many sets there were..guessing around 10.
Master stops and rubs, then tells me to stay put, as He leaves the room. Just as i was beginning to think of other more enjoyable pursuits. He returns, i look up....He is holding a cane. I open my mouth...but before i can get anything out....Master says, play time....the strop was for You, the cane is for me. It has been a long time since i have seen stripes on your bottom. It has been while, but i am not sure it is ever quite long enough between canings.
Even on a very warm bottom, i am ouching and squirming and fighting to stay in position. After a few sets, Master stops....and i am left wondering if He is done....i doubt it...but He has dropped the cane. I hear His belt being unbuckled, and think, wow, from the cane to His belt. I am waiting for the feel of the belt, it does not happen. After a minute, Master steps up behind me, and He is rubbing himself on my bottom. He is using His cock to trace the lines of the caning. It does not take long for me to be panting and pushing back....needing more.
Master pulls me up and i look at Him and quickly kneel, to suck His cock. I am totally immersed in His scent and taste, when i feel a stripe being added to my back side. I look up, letting His cock fall out of my mouth. I am told to not let that happen again, I am to keep sucking...not stop at all, while He adds vertical stripes to my horizontal ones. My first thought is...He is a brave man....I slow down, as the stripes increase and am told to keep up the pace. I finally manage to concentrate on sucking and licking and....the caning continues, but it has become secondary to my pleasing my Master.
Master finishes, and asks if i need a permission....He sure does know how to ask silly questions....He says i don't need to answer, He already knows the answer. Master is using my wetness to trace my welts as He brings me right to the edge. I am there, i beg for a permission, it is granted, and i explode....a few times. Master continues to rub my bottom, telling me He has me, as the tremors continue to rule my body.....finally i am quiet, laying there, until i feel i can move. I hear Master say...guess this was a strippety day also.
I laugh at His use of words, and He tells me my bottom almost looks light a tic tac toe game...but there are too many lines and they are not aligned correctly. He says, the next time He canes me, He will make sure it is in a correct tic tac toe pattern...I look at Him, and say...."you are kidding". I should know better, He explains to me it would only take 4 stripes, i should be looking forward to it. He just needs to figure out what to use for the o's and x's. I am shaking my head....but i have a feeling there will be a very interesting game of tic tac toe in my future.
hugs abby
Wednesday, October 14, 2015
Master proves me wrong.....once again...
My grandma time was...as usual wonderful. We had some fun at special outings....a state fair for all the New England states, wow ...we need to go back, one day is just not enough! Grandparents day at school was delightful, dance parties where i learned new moves....and lots of laughs and hugs...
Master reminded me as soon as i returned that i had missed a maintenance day. He asked if i knew what that meant...i hemmed and hawed....until He laughed and refreshed my memory. A new rule this year is that any maintenance spanking that is missed, will be made up. I told Him that i hate this new rule....one maintenance spanking is more than enough. His reply....I am allowed to hate a rule, i am just not allowed to not obey a rule.
After my naked kneeling, i am over His lap. My warm-up spanking is longer than usual.....just His hand on my bottom, i am loving it...but also realize that He is getting me ready for a double maintenance spanking. Once warm-up is done, i 'mention' again that there is no need for 2....He tells me it will happen, but if i ask nicely after my first one, i can have a break....and suck His cock. The first spanking is in sets of 25, with some rubbing between sets. After two sets i am squirming and by the fourth set i am ouching loudly.
First spanking is done, and as soon as i catch my breath i ask if i may suck His cock...before He has a chance to start spanking again. Permission is granted, and we both enjoy the spanking interlude. Too soon, i am back over His lap for the second spanking. Before He starts the second maintenance begins He grabs one of my nipples and is going to 'hang on' for the duration of the spanking.
One of the ways that Master likes to be creative, is to find how many different ways He can make me cum. I have grown quite fond of his...experimenting ...LOL. A few times now, He has wondered aloud if could cum from nipple play....along with would i ever ask for nipple play or for harder pinching and squeezing. I was positive that would not be the case....and once again, on this day, He proved me wrong.
This second spanking is in two rounds of 50. Master is squeezing my nipple with increased intensity and spanking with the maintenance paddle, and i am almost loss in the twin sensations. I am not squirming and am being vocal, but am also starting to pant and moan. After the first set of 50, Master comments that my head seems to be in a different place...hmmm, i wonder why. He 'checks' to see how my body is reacting, since i am denying that i am enjoying this second maintenance...and yes, He finds the evidence He is looking for....i am wet, my clit is swollen, and i am urging His fingers on.
He tells me i may ask to cum during the second set, He grabs on to a nipple and starts in. The spanking takes second place to the sensations in my nipple. I am pushing up my bottom to meet the paddle, but i feel i need...want...more. The word 'squeeze' comes out of my mouth...Master asks me what i want. Words cannot be formed, so He asks if i want Him to squeeze my nipple harder and i am nodding. He increases the pressure on my breast, and as He finishes up maintenance, the word squeeze is replaced with ...please. Master tells me to be more specific....i get a request for a permission out....it is granted...and as that second spanking is ending......i explode. My body is in spasms....i am being very loud....i vaguely hear Master's voice and feel His hands.....As i start to quiet, I hear Master asking...did you just ask me to pinch your nipple harder...and for permission to cum from me doing that?...
His question needs no answer, as we melt into each other....and just enjoy the 'after glow'. Moral....never doubt a determined Master....
hugs abby
Master reminded me as soon as i returned that i had missed a maintenance day. He asked if i knew what that meant...i hemmed and hawed....until He laughed and refreshed my memory. A new rule this year is that any maintenance spanking that is missed, will be made up. I told Him that i hate this new rule....one maintenance spanking is more than enough. His reply....I am allowed to hate a rule, i am just not allowed to not obey a rule.
After my naked kneeling, i am over His lap. My warm-up spanking is longer than usual.....just His hand on my bottom, i am loving it...but also realize that He is getting me ready for a double maintenance spanking. Once warm-up is done, i 'mention' again that there is no need for 2....He tells me it will happen, but if i ask nicely after my first one, i can have a break....and suck His cock. The first spanking is in sets of 25, with some rubbing between sets. After two sets i am squirming and by the fourth set i am ouching loudly.
First spanking is done, and as soon as i catch my breath i ask if i may suck His cock...before He has a chance to start spanking again. Permission is granted, and we both enjoy the spanking interlude. Too soon, i am back over His lap for the second spanking. Before He starts the second maintenance begins He grabs one of my nipples and is going to 'hang on' for the duration of the spanking.
One of the ways that Master likes to be creative, is to find how many different ways He can make me cum. I have grown quite fond of his...experimenting ...LOL. A few times now, He has wondered aloud if could cum from nipple play....along with would i ever ask for nipple play or for harder pinching and squeezing. I was positive that would not be the case....and once again, on this day, He proved me wrong.
This second spanking is in two rounds of 50. Master is squeezing my nipple with increased intensity and spanking with the maintenance paddle, and i am almost loss in the twin sensations. I am not squirming and am being vocal, but am also starting to pant and moan. After the first set of 50, Master comments that my head seems to be in a different place...hmmm, i wonder why. He 'checks' to see how my body is reacting, since i am denying that i am enjoying this second maintenance...and yes, He finds the evidence He is looking for....i am wet, my clit is swollen, and i am urging His fingers on.
He tells me i may ask to cum during the second set, He grabs on to a nipple and starts in. The spanking takes second place to the sensations in my nipple. I am pushing up my bottom to meet the paddle, but i feel i need...want...more. The word 'squeeze' comes out of my mouth...Master asks me what i want. Words cannot be formed, so He asks if i want Him to squeeze my nipple harder and i am nodding. He increases the pressure on my breast, and as He finishes up maintenance, the word squeeze is replaced with ...please. Master tells me to be more specific....i get a request for a permission out....it is granted...and as that second spanking is ending......i explode. My body is in spasms....i am being very loud....i vaguely hear Master's voice and feel His hands.....As i start to quiet, I hear Master asking...did you just ask me to pinch your nipple harder...and for permission to cum from me doing that?...
His question needs no answer, as we melt into each other....and just enjoy the 'after glow'. Moral....never doubt a determined Master....
hugs abby
Thursday, October 8, 2015
Abby's turn at...Have You Ever?..I have!
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
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
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
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