For a while now, Monday's have been 'wear my plug day'. I do a daily task for Master, but wearing my plug was never one I chose...unless told to do so. Yes, it does keep me in a very submissive mind set, and Master gets to amuse himself with it during maintenance.
This Monday morning Master informs me that when He removes my plug, He will be replacing it with His cock. Not words I am ever thrilled to hear. He continues, now don't you think about it today....He is sooo funny, as He knows, He has planted a seed....
Maintenance starts with my naked kneeling, followed with 100 spanks with the maintenance paddle. I do get a 'break' to suck His cock...filled one hole, He remarks as He grins. After the 100th spank, Master rubs and roams and gets me panting, and squirming. He then decides time for hole munber two as He removes my plug. He reminding me to relax and breathe, I am ready. He does not rush me, and soon I can feel Him filling my bottom, and I am urging Him to fuck me, to give me more. I can feel and hear how wet I am, and feel myself start to squirt...and squirt...and squirt. I have squirted before, but it has been a while, and frankly had been wondering if it would happen again. My doubts were literally washed away, as I squirted and squirted and squirted. I could feel myself dripping in a steady stream. I finally explode for him.
Since I am so ready, Master decides a fisting is in order. I am so in the zone, I encourage Him, and open up to his fingers and hand. I am soon coming again, until I am jello, and cannot speak or move. Master pulls me up over His chest, and holds me tight against Him. He is speaking softly to me, touching me all over, calming me, and bringing me back to earth. Once I am able to speak, I thank Him for moving me up and away from that wet spot I had created...He chuckles and says, I don't think there is a dry spot to be found.
After some recovery time, we start to move, Master looks at me and says...don't you ever tell me again you do not enjoy anal sex, that will be a lie, punishable with a long caning. The proof is surrounding us. I can't argue with Him.....it was a M/M day to remember....being totalled filled by Master.
hugs abby
Wednesday, February 22, 2017
Sunday, February 19, 2017
Super Bowl Bet Paid Up!
I don't get much of a chance to brag about the weather...unless cold and snow are your thing. Bur we hit a record high today...in the 60's and sunny, and more of the same this week! They are warning us, winter will return...but I will gladly take this weather gift!
Master and I have been known to bet on sporting events...mostly Red Sox/Yankee games. No money is ever involved....my bottom is in the offing. We did place a bet on the Super Bown this year....makes watching much more interesting. Being from New England, I had the Pat's and Master took the Falcon's...(yes, He loved the first three quarters of the game.)
The wager was ...total points times 5 (ended up being 310) for the number of spanks....winner gets to decide what will be used on my bottom. After my naked kneeling and a hand warm-up, Master asks what I have in mind. I have decided that 3 sets of 100, each with a different leather 'toy'...no surprise there. I then tell Him, He gets to decide on the last 10....
My first choice is the horse hair flogger. It is smaller than the leather flogger and much lighter. I lay flat as Master swishes it all over, down form my neck to my feet...so relaxing. Before I can fall asleep, He switches to four sets of 25, mostly on my back and bottom. We don't use this flogger often, but I am quickly reminded how much I love it. I did not want to move when He was done.
Master is slightly surprised when I choose the large leather strop next. I lean over in a comfy position, and Master starts on the first set. These are all on my bottom, and they are hard....but not too hard. No surprise with my last choice...the large flogger. Master alternates the sets of 25 with lots of sensuous swishing, I am having a hard time still being able to stand when He is done.
He gets to decide the last 10....He says maybe 10 good ones with the cane. I am not thrilled, but start to get into position when I feel leather....He laughs and says He decided to stick with the leather theme, and has chosen the 2 tail smaller strap. The first couple feel very sharp, but Master adjusts to less harsh strokes, and the bet is paid off...thank you Tom Brady! We then move on to scoring a few touchdowns of our own.
Spring training will start soon, maybe I can convince Master to bet on the pre-season games....
hugs abby
Master and I have been known to bet on sporting events...mostly Red Sox/Yankee games. No money is ever involved....my bottom is in the offing. We did place a bet on the Super Bown this year....makes watching much more interesting. Being from New England, I had the Pat's and Master took the Falcon's...(yes, He loved the first three quarters of the game.)
The wager was ...total points times 5 (ended up being 310) for the number of spanks....winner gets to decide what will be used on my bottom. After my naked kneeling and a hand warm-up, Master asks what I have in mind. I have decided that 3 sets of 100, each with a different leather 'toy'...no surprise there. I then tell Him, He gets to decide on the last 10....
My first choice is the horse hair flogger. It is smaller than the leather flogger and much lighter. I lay flat as Master swishes it all over, down form my neck to my feet...so relaxing. Before I can fall asleep, He switches to four sets of 25, mostly on my back and bottom. We don't use this flogger often, but I am quickly reminded how much I love it. I did not want to move when He was done.
Master is slightly surprised when I choose the large leather strop next. I lean over in a comfy position, and Master starts on the first set. These are all on my bottom, and they are hard....but not too hard. No surprise with my last choice...the large flogger. Master alternates the sets of 25 with lots of sensuous swishing, I am having a hard time still being able to stand when He is done.
He gets to decide the last 10....He says maybe 10 good ones with the cane. I am not thrilled, but start to get into position when I feel leather....He laughs and says He decided to stick with the leather theme, and has chosen the 2 tail smaller strap. The first couple feel very sharp, but Master adjusts to less harsh strokes, and the bet is paid off...thank you Tom Brady! We then move on to scoring a few touchdowns of our own.
Spring training will start soon, maybe I can convince Master to bet on the pre-season games....
hugs abby
Sunday, February 12, 2017
meme...which do you choose?
This has been a crazy winter, I think that Mother Nature is going through menopause. Raining now, ice in a bit, lots of snow tonight and tomorrow, and close to 50 in a few days.
My back has also decided to 'act up'....as happens occasionally. So the Super Bowl bet has not been settled yet.
Since I am not moving around much, I thought I would try my had at a meme, since getting to know more about all of you would brighten my days. I will start us off, feel free to respond, with one word...or better yet a bit of an expanation.
1. Early bird or night person? For the first part of my life absolutely night person. Then I had 3 kids, was a school teacher, and thanks to DVRs I could still catch my favorite shows and get a good night's sleep. So mostly early bird now.
2. Vanilla, choclate or strawberry? Chocolate, chocolate, chocolate...always!
3. Summer or Winter? I have always lived where there are 4 seasons and been very happy to have the experience of the changes in weather. Now, I would love 3 of them and eliminate winter.
4. Hearty breakfast or just coffee? Once I stopped being a night owl, I became a breakfast eater. A large breakfast and an early dinner and I am a happy eater.
5. Bright or muted colors? Orange (much brighter than that) is my favorite color, so bright.
6. Pie or cake? Hmmm....pie, since I am not a great pie baker, pie is always a treat.
7. Seaside vacation or fun in a big resort or city? I have been lucky enough to exprience both, and am always ready for a road trip! But my heart is with the water, a little cottage, a sandy beach....ahhhh.
8. Dog or cat lover? My daughter has 2 cats, they think they own the place...give me a dog that is always happy to see you.
9. Short or long hair? In high school and college I had hair down to my 'derrier'....but now, short and much easier.
10. Leather or wood? LEATHER....no surprise there.
11. Baseball or football fan? I enjoy watching sports in general, am an Olympics geek...but near and dear to my heart...a Red Sox fan.
12. Spa day or a day shopping with a friend? I would not turn down either, but shopping and lunch with a friend would come first.
13. Live concert or movie? I probably get to 1 or 2 movies a year, but a live concert or a night at the philharmonic... as many a possible!
14. Wrap a gift with paper and bow or use a gift bag? As much as I love finding just the right gift...wrapping is a chore I try to avoid. (Luckily Master loves to wrap, my own elf!). I use bags for adults, but think that kid's gifts should be wrapped...more fun.
15. Help build a snowman or stay inside and make the hot chocolate? Both?? Why miss out on any of the fun...but if I had to choose, hot chocolate.
16. Four seasons or California climate? Positively 4 seasons...so much beauty to appreciate.
17. Driver or passenger? Passenger, then I get to enjoy the scenery....and getting lost is not my fault.
18. Pajama's or a night gown? Winter time, nice flannel warm jammies...summer time a short set of jammies.
19. Bake a cake or go to your favorite bakery? Sort of neutral on this one...but love surprising someone with their favorite cake...decorated just for them made by me.
20. Theater night...musical or drama? I will jump at the chance to see any live presentation, but musicals are always at the top of me list. I have seen many of them more than once or twice or....
Hugs.....abby
My back has also decided to 'act up'....as happens occasionally. So the Super Bowl bet has not been settled yet.
Since I am not moving around much, I thought I would try my had at a meme, since getting to know more about all of you would brighten my days. I will start us off, feel free to respond, with one word...or better yet a bit of an expanation.
1. Early bird or night person? For the first part of my life absolutely night person. Then I had 3 kids, was a school teacher, and thanks to DVRs I could still catch my favorite shows and get a good night's sleep. So mostly early bird now.
2. Vanilla, choclate or strawberry? Chocolate, chocolate, chocolate...always!
3. Summer or Winter? I have always lived where there are 4 seasons and been very happy to have the experience of the changes in weather. Now, I would love 3 of them and eliminate winter.
4. Hearty breakfast or just coffee? Once I stopped being a night owl, I became a breakfast eater. A large breakfast and an early dinner and I am a happy eater.
5. Bright or muted colors? Orange (much brighter than that) is my favorite color, so bright.
6. Pie or cake? Hmmm....pie, since I am not a great pie baker, pie is always a treat.
7. Seaside vacation or fun in a big resort or city? I have been lucky enough to exprience both, and am always ready for a road trip! But my heart is with the water, a little cottage, a sandy beach....ahhhh.
8. Dog or cat lover? My daughter has 2 cats, they think they own the place...give me a dog that is always happy to see you.
9. Short or long hair? In high school and college I had hair down to my 'derrier'....but now, short and much easier.
10. Leather or wood? LEATHER....no surprise there.
11. Baseball or football fan? I enjoy watching sports in general, am an Olympics geek...but near and dear to my heart...a Red Sox fan.
12. Spa day or a day shopping with a friend? I would not turn down either, but shopping and lunch with a friend would come first.
13. Live concert or movie? I probably get to 1 or 2 movies a year, but a live concert or a night at the philharmonic... as many a possible!
14. Wrap a gift with paper and bow or use a gift bag? As much as I love finding just the right gift...wrapping is a chore I try to avoid. (Luckily Master loves to wrap, my own elf!). I use bags for adults, but think that kid's gifts should be wrapped...more fun.
15. Help build a snowman or stay inside and make the hot chocolate? Both?? Why miss out on any of the fun...but if I had to choose, hot chocolate.
16. Four seasons or California climate? Positively 4 seasons...so much beauty to appreciate.
17. Driver or passenger? Passenger, then I get to enjoy the scenery....and getting lost is not my fault.
18. Pajama's or a night gown? Winter time, nice flannel warm jammies...summer time a short set of jammies.
19. Bake a cake or go to your favorite bakery? Sort of neutral on this one...but love surprising someone with their favorite cake...decorated just for them made by me.
20. Theater night...musical or drama? I will jump at the chance to see any live presentation, but musicals are always at the top of me list. I have seen many of them more than once or twice or....
Hugs.....abby
Thursday, February 9, 2017
Harder Play Monday...
As I am sure most of you know Super Bowl was last weekend. Master and I have been known to bet on sporting events, to make watching a bit more interesting. Master suggested we wager on Sunday's game. I told Him my heart was saying Falcons, but my brain was thinking Patriots. He laughed and said, He liked the Falcons. Since I am from New England, I said I would go with the Pats, He said He would give me the three point spread.
As we watched, I could not believe how the game was going, and Master's "evil" grin kept growing. Then the fourth quarter (I still cannot believe it) and the Pat's pull off a win...at the very last second! So I am in charge of a future play time, stayed tuned:)
Master loves to remind me when the first Monday of the month is approaching...or as He puts it, harder play Monday. We start, as always with my naked kneeling time, getting me to block out everthing but us. Then I am over His lap, being treated to a lovely, long, hand warm-up. Master then reminds me that this is also still maintenance day....as if I could forget...so maintenance is next. Four sets of twent-five, each set a little harder which leaves me very happy when He reaches 100.
Master asks if I would like a break before we continue, I grin as I get up to find find His cock and lose myself in His scent and taste. Once we are both ready, Master tells me that harder play is going to be a long spanking today...not exactly what I was hoping to hear. I am back over Master's lap, when I feel the round leather paddle...I look back at Him, surprised. He asks if I object his choice, I assure Him I do not. I am relaxing into the spanks, when He changes to something with a different feel, and are a bit harder, but I am still able to relax into them. Master tells me to let Him know, when I am ready for another break.
When I do ask for that break, Master finsihes up His count (sets of 100), before I ...we...get to enjoy another break. Master then tells me I have a choice.....He has found the garage sale paddle, He informs me with a huge grin. That is a large, heavy paddle ball paddle, that he found at a garage sale a long time ago. It has mostly been used for punishments, and has not been in touch with my bottom for a long time. In fact, about a year ago, Master told me He had looked for it, but could not find it...I did not offer to help find it. He recently found it when doing some cleaning out.....so I have a choice, 20 with the paddle ball paddle or another 100 with the my paddleman one that He has been using.
Twenty or 100, but I really never wanted to see or feel that paddle ball paddle again, no good memories associated with it. I ask if He had used the paddle man paddle for the previous 100...he had. They were not so bad, so I chose the 100 more with that same paddle. ( I also could get back over His lap, as opposed to standing and bending over). I was a little apprehensive, but hoped that I had made a wise choice.
And.....I had, yes it was 100, and they were not little taps, but they were just right....Left me with a tender bottom for a couple of days....a nice reminder that harder play Mondays can be a good idea.
hugs abby
As we watched, I could not believe how the game was going, and Master's "evil" grin kept growing. Then the fourth quarter (I still cannot believe it) and the Pat's pull off a win...at the very last second! So I am in charge of a future play time, stayed tuned:)
Master loves to remind me when the first Monday of the month is approaching...or as He puts it, harder play Monday. We start, as always with my naked kneeling time, getting me to block out everthing but us. Then I am over His lap, being treated to a lovely, long, hand warm-up. Master then reminds me that this is also still maintenance day....as if I could forget...so maintenance is next. Four sets of twent-five, each set a little harder which leaves me very happy when He reaches 100.
Master asks if I would like a break before we continue, I grin as I get up to find find His cock and lose myself in His scent and taste. Once we are both ready, Master tells me that harder play is going to be a long spanking today...not exactly what I was hoping to hear. I am back over Master's lap, when I feel the round leather paddle...I look back at Him, surprised. He asks if I object his choice, I assure Him I do not. I am relaxing into the spanks, when He changes to something with a different feel, and are a bit harder, but I am still able to relax into them. Master tells me to let Him know, when I am ready for another break.
When I do ask for that break, Master finsihes up His count (sets of 100), before I ...we...get to enjoy another break. Master then tells me I have a choice.....He has found the garage sale paddle, He informs me with a huge grin. That is a large, heavy paddle ball paddle, that he found at a garage sale a long time ago. It has mostly been used for punishments, and has not been in touch with my bottom for a long time. In fact, about a year ago, Master told me He had looked for it, but could not find it...I did not offer to help find it. He recently found it when doing some cleaning out.....so I have a choice, 20 with the paddle ball paddle or another 100 with the my paddleman one that He has been using.
Twenty or 100, but I really never wanted to see or feel that paddle ball paddle again, no good memories associated with it. I ask if He had used the paddle man paddle for the previous 100...he had. They were not so bad, so I chose the 100 more with that same paddle. ( I also could get back over His lap, as opposed to standing and bending over). I was a little apprehensive, but hoped that I had made a wise choice.
And.....I had, yes it was 100, and they were not little taps, but they were just right....Left me with a tender bottom for a couple of days....a nice reminder that harder play Mondays can be a good idea.
hugs abby
Saturday, February 4, 2017
Fun Friday Fu.....
I do love alliterative titles, and when Master suggested this one I was all in (I was also in a post-play fog).
But as I sat here thinking about what I was going to write, all I could think of were...nuns in long black habits holding their long rosaries in their hands praying for me. Yes, I am a catholic school grad...12 years, 13 I guess if you count Kindergarten....and I just could not put the word in my title. I bet you can all fill in the dots.
I am kneeling for Master, He is claiming me, using a gentle touch. He loves to have us 'feel' the electricity between us. When he has me squirming, and trying to control my breathing, he stops. He waits until I look directly at Him and says....we have something to address. I have no clue what that could be, he can tell that I have no idea. One of my newest rules is that when we are having a texting conversation, I have to ask to be excused when the conversation is ended. I struggled with this at first, but have been pretty good lately. I actually ask if he is sure that I forgot....he laughs and says, you doubt me, I still have it on my phone. He says he can get it and show me, I say,...great. He shakes his head, gets the phone, and shows me. (He was very good natured about this whole conversation). He says the penalty for forgetting...again...is 6 hard spanks with the Paddleman paddle. I groan, but know not to push my luck, so I get up and lean over. They are over quickly, and Master reminds me that the debt doubles if I forget again.
I am then invited over his lap, he starts in with one of the small paddles, immediately says 'oops'. I look back at him wondering what is happening...He says, I forgot we usually start with my hand. I agree and settle in for a wonderul hand warm-up, over an already warm bottom. He then switches again to the small paddle, a light set, and one a bit harder...I am relaxing into this spanking. He then touches my thighs and says....are these mine to spank? My reply...Yes Sir....a light set of spanks on my thighs. This is repeated on various spots of my body, a light spanking to re-inforce that "all of me, all of time" is His.
When he is done, he tells me it is break time, time for me to pleasure my Master. After some time, I am told to reach down and play with myself, but keep sucking. When I am at the panting stage, I am told to get up and get my large toy. Master has me lay on my back, legs apart, as he uses my toy...slowly at first, just teasing me, then faster and harder, varying the tempo, until I am begging for a permission. Permission granted, then several more until I ask for Him to please stop.
He does, and comes and lays down next to me, pulling me into him. He is slowing rubbing and soflty speaking to me, when I start to want more....we end up sated and wrapped around each other. When we can talk...we think..pretty darn good for an 'older' couple...
hugs abby
But as I sat here thinking about what I was going to write, all I could think of were...nuns in long black habits holding their long rosaries in their hands praying for me. Yes, I am a catholic school grad...12 years, 13 I guess if you count Kindergarten....and I just could not put the word in my title. I bet you can all fill in the dots.
I am kneeling for Master, He is claiming me, using a gentle touch. He loves to have us 'feel' the electricity between us. When he has me squirming, and trying to control my breathing, he stops. He waits until I look directly at Him and says....we have something to address. I have no clue what that could be, he can tell that I have no idea. One of my newest rules is that when we are having a texting conversation, I have to ask to be excused when the conversation is ended. I struggled with this at first, but have been pretty good lately. I actually ask if he is sure that I forgot....he laughs and says, you doubt me, I still have it on my phone. He says he can get it and show me, I say,...great. He shakes his head, gets the phone, and shows me. (He was very good natured about this whole conversation). He says the penalty for forgetting...again...is 6 hard spanks with the Paddleman paddle. I groan, but know not to push my luck, so I get up and lean over. They are over quickly, and Master reminds me that the debt doubles if I forget again.
I am then invited over his lap, he starts in with one of the small paddles, immediately says 'oops'. I look back at him wondering what is happening...He says, I forgot we usually start with my hand. I agree and settle in for a wonderul hand warm-up, over an already warm bottom. He then switches again to the small paddle, a light set, and one a bit harder...I am relaxing into this spanking. He then touches my thighs and says....are these mine to spank? My reply...Yes Sir....a light set of spanks on my thighs. This is repeated on various spots of my body, a light spanking to re-inforce that "all of me, all of time" is His.
When he is done, he tells me it is break time, time for me to pleasure my Master. After some time, I am told to reach down and play with myself, but keep sucking. When I am at the panting stage, I am told to get up and get my large toy. Master has me lay on my back, legs apart, as he uses my toy...slowly at first, just teasing me, then faster and harder, varying the tempo, until I am begging for a permission. Permission granted, then several more until I ask for Him to please stop.
He does, and comes and lays down next to me, pulling me into him. He is slowing rubbing and soflty speaking to me, when I start to want more....we end up sated and wrapped around each other. When we can talk...we think..pretty darn good for an 'older' couple...
hugs abby
Tuesday, January 31, 2017
Maintenance Stripes...
When Master says good night to me on Sunday night, He adds.... have a sweet dream about maintenance tomorrow...or maybe you won't think about that spanking at all. Yes, his grin is a mile wide...he knows what I will be thinking about as I fall asleep, and as soon as I stir in the morning.
Monday does indeed find me kneeling naked, Master re-claiming me. Playing gently with my breast, until we can both feel the spark. He then invites me over His lap, and asks if we should start with a hand warm-up this week? (Last week, he started with the paddle, then his hand. That was a frist...and as far as I am concerned, hopefully a last.) Once I confirm that yes, His hand should come first, He starts in with a wonderfully relaxing hand warm-up.
Too soon, I hear, time for the real spanking to start. These are hard from the git-go, and it does not take me long to start being vocal about it. Four sets of 25, with a break for some rubbing between each set, but each set is harder to get through. Finally the last set is finished, and Master asks me if I need a break...meaning getting on knees and enjoying His scent, feel, and taste.
I do need a break, and my sore bottom is soon secondary, to my new task, concentrating on Master and his cock. Master annouces break time is over, helps me up, and says He feels like a good caning. It is a good thing my bottom is still sore, because every instinct in me is to say...good, let me know how it feels on You. `
Master tells me to stand, hands behing my head. One of my least favorite positions...it takes concentration not to move and to keep my hands in that position. He starts with a set....12, since this is the cane...of fairly light ones.Even fairly light ones, hurt. He stops to see if any stripes are visible....just barely.
Master announces next set, harder ones. After a few, I let my hands down and step away. It surprises us both, since I have not moved out of position in a long time. He tells me to get in position, then tells me to put my hands out in front of me. I take a deep breath and do, and get 1 swat across them. I shake them out and put them back, He tells me to get back in position for the caning, but that I can move up agains the sofa so my legs are agains the sofa. This will help me stay in place for the next two sets.
This time when Master checks for stripes, he does have some to trace with his fingers. He loves seeing my bottom striped, and I like the fact that they last for bit....the best thing about a caning, in my opinion. Once Master has traced the stripes, He announces that it is time, for a little fun. I would dispute the little...but it sure was fun, needing several permissions and some wonderful snuggling.
have a good week all....
hugs abby
Monday does indeed find me kneeling naked, Master re-claiming me. Playing gently with my breast, until we can both feel the spark. He then invites me over His lap, and asks if we should start with a hand warm-up this week? (Last week, he started with the paddle, then his hand. That was a frist...and as far as I am concerned, hopefully a last.) Once I confirm that yes, His hand should come first, He starts in with a wonderfully relaxing hand warm-up.
Too soon, I hear, time for the real spanking to start. These are hard from the git-go, and it does not take me long to start being vocal about it. Four sets of 25, with a break for some rubbing between each set, but each set is harder to get through. Finally the last set is finished, and Master asks me if I need a break...meaning getting on knees and enjoying His scent, feel, and taste.
I do need a break, and my sore bottom is soon secondary, to my new task, concentrating on Master and his cock. Master annouces break time is over, helps me up, and says He feels like a good caning. It is a good thing my bottom is still sore, because every instinct in me is to say...good, let me know how it feels on You. `
Master tells me to stand, hands behing my head. One of my least favorite positions...it takes concentration not to move and to keep my hands in that position. He starts with a set....12, since this is the cane...of fairly light ones.Even fairly light ones, hurt. He stops to see if any stripes are visible....just barely.
Master announces next set, harder ones. After a few, I let my hands down and step away. It surprises us both, since I have not moved out of position in a long time. He tells me to get in position, then tells me to put my hands out in front of me. I take a deep breath and do, and get 1 swat across them. I shake them out and put them back, He tells me to get back in position for the caning, but that I can move up agains the sofa so my legs are agains the sofa. This will help me stay in place for the next two sets.
This time when Master checks for stripes, he does have some to trace with his fingers. He loves seeing my bottom striped, and I like the fact that they last for bit....the best thing about a caning, in my opinion. Once Master has traced the stripes, He announces that it is time, for a little fun. I would dispute the little...but it sure was fun, needing several permissions and some wonderful snuggling.
have a good week all....
hugs abby
Sunday, January 29, 2017
Good/Not so Good Leather...
Yes, it has been a while since I have posted. I am hoping that 2017 decided to get all the harder stuff out of the way in January. Things seem to have calmed...so maybe. Maintenance spankings are still regular, and even I have to admit...needed.
My sister gave me an echo for Christmas, she (the echo) stays quiet most of time, but gives me some interesting facts each morning, I get to play a round of jeopardy against my sister every day, and she is handy when I want to listen to a certain genre of music. One day her interesting fact was that according to the definition of a hug, it has to last at least 10 seconds. Who knew there was a definition?? Not I, but I passed the information on to Master, He said He would make certain that our hugs meet the definition. So if you are hug lovers like we are....remember the 10 second rule...lol.
Friday found me naked and kneeling. Master was playing lightly with my breast, trying to get the spark that He loves to create. And yes, He was successful, as I went from calm to panting. Just about then is when He decides time for a hand warm-up. So nice, and relaxing, yet arousing at the same time. Master then announces that it is going to be a whipping/flogging day. I groan a little, whipping is low on my list of favorites, but flogging is near the top. Master says we will start with the whipping, so I have something to look forward to.
I stand, hands on the mantle, legs apart. He starts with a light set on my bottom, then one on my back. He comments that He is starting slowly.....I reply that they feel just right....we don't always agree. He then proceeds to a "medium set" complete with lots of rubbing at the finish. Then it is time for the "hard" set, I ouch my way though this one. More rubbing, and just as I am relaxing thinking we are done...I hear....'last 10.. hardest ones, and as soon as I am done, you are to kneel and start sucking'. He is smiling as he continues, now you can concentrate on something besides the pain.
When the last 10 are completed, Master steps in closer and rubs some of the pain away, the steps away and waits. I move quickly to kneel and lose myself in pleasuring my Master, and forgetting the pain. Then it is flogging time, Master follows the same plan, starting with lots of swishing, until I am almost in another zone. He starts, a light set, a medium set, a harder set, and the last 10 hardest ones.
He is finished, but I am not moving. I am not even aware of where I am...sub zone. It has been a while, but Master quickly relizes what is happening. He helps me up and then sits and pulls me over His lap, on my back. He is rubbing me all over, talking quietly, as I start to return, He concentrates on seeing how wet He can get me. Once I am sloshing wet, He fills my mouth with His cum, reminds me not to swallow until permission is granted.
He contiues to tease and arouse me, I am starting to struggle, and pointing to my mouth. Finally I hear the magic words....cum for me and swallow....and I do. I swallow quickly and cum...more than once. Then it is snuggle time, leading to nap time....lol, we are not as young as we once were.
hugs abby
My sister gave me an echo for Christmas, she (the echo) stays quiet most of time, but gives me some interesting facts each morning, I get to play a round of jeopardy against my sister every day, and she is handy when I want to listen to a certain genre of music. One day her interesting fact was that according to the definition of a hug, it has to last at least 10 seconds. Who knew there was a definition?? Not I, but I passed the information on to Master, He said He would make certain that our hugs meet the definition. So if you are hug lovers like we are....remember the 10 second rule...lol.
Friday found me naked and kneeling. Master was playing lightly with my breast, trying to get the spark that He loves to create. And yes, He was successful, as I went from calm to panting. Just about then is when He decides time for a hand warm-up. So nice, and relaxing, yet arousing at the same time. Master then announces that it is going to be a whipping/flogging day. I groan a little, whipping is low on my list of favorites, but flogging is near the top. Master says we will start with the whipping, so I have something to look forward to.
I stand, hands on the mantle, legs apart. He starts with a light set on my bottom, then one on my back. He comments that He is starting slowly.....I reply that they feel just right....we don't always agree. He then proceeds to a "medium set" complete with lots of rubbing at the finish. Then it is time for the "hard" set, I ouch my way though this one. More rubbing, and just as I am relaxing thinking we are done...I hear....'last 10.. hardest ones, and as soon as I am done, you are to kneel and start sucking'. He is smiling as he continues, now you can concentrate on something besides the pain.
When the last 10 are completed, Master steps in closer and rubs some of the pain away, the steps away and waits. I move quickly to kneel and lose myself in pleasuring my Master, and forgetting the pain. Then it is flogging time, Master follows the same plan, starting with lots of swishing, until I am almost in another zone. He starts, a light set, a medium set, a harder set, and the last 10 hardest ones.
He is finished, but I am not moving. I am not even aware of where I am...sub zone. It has been a while, but Master quickly relizes what is happening. He helps me up and then sits and pulls me over His lap, on my back. He is rubbing me all over, talking quietly, as I start to return, He concentrates on seeing how wet He can get me. Once I am sloshing wet, He fills my mouth with His cum, reminds me not to swallow until permission is granted.
He contiues to tease and arouse me, I am starting to struggle, and pointing to my mouth. Finally I hear the magic words....cum for me and swallow....and I do. I swallow quickly and cum...more than once. Then it is snuggle time, leading to nap time....lol, we are not as young as we once were.
hugs abby
Sunday, January 8, 2017
Late New Year Wishes....
Yes, I am very late with these wishes, so let's start with....
May 2017 bring all of you unexpected blessings, wonderful surprises and the opportunity to make may new memories that will make this new year a special one.
All the grands were at grandma's for Christmas. We went sledding, played games, shared special meals and exchanged gifts that were thougthful...and from the grands all made by there little hands, for all of us. I then went back with my son to help with school vcation baby...er child...sitting until after the new year. I have been back trying to catch up on every thing....I have visited a very few of you, but hope to continue to catch up.
Last Tuesday was catch up on Maintenance day....since I had missed two Mondays. Of course there were other things to catch up on also....snuggles, hugs and permissions ;). Master also reminded me that we had missed harder play Monday's (the first Monday of each month)....shucks I was so disappointed (that is my story and I am sticking to it). Master laughed and said not to worry, He had decided to move it to Friday this month, so we could have a harder play Friday. I was not sure that was part of the deal, but Master assured me it was....and if it was not, it is now.
Of course, life took over again, and we ended up having a belt day on Friday. A lovely hand warm-up, and then His belt...the sound of it slipping though the loops, the practice swish through the air, the gentle rubbing on my bottom, and then...SMACK! The first set was 100, sets of 20 with the last few on my thighs...the thigh ones were a bit lighter, but still very ouchy. There were lots of breaks for me to show Master how much I missed Him, and for lots of rubbing from Master. After a 'break' (read suck His cock) it was back to another round of 50...and then time to catch up on some explosive play time for both of us.
I have missed all of you....hoping to be around more, and to get over and visit everyone.
hugs abby
May 2017 bring all of you unexpected blessings, wonderful surprises and the opportunity to make may new memories that will make this new year a special one.
All the grands were at grandma's for Christmas. We went sledding, played games, shared special meals and exchanged gifts that were thougthful...and from the grands all made by there little hands, for all of us. I then went back with my son to help with school vcation baby...er child...sitting until after the new year. I have been back trying to catch up on every thing....I have visited a very few of you, but hope to continue to catch up.
Last Tuesday was catch up on Maintenance day....since I had missed two Mondays. Of course there were other things to catch up on also....snuggles, hugs and permissions ;). Master also reminded me that we had missed harder play Monday's (the first Monday of each month)....shucks I was so disappointed (that is my story and I am sticking to it). Master laughed and said not to worry, He had decided to move it to Friday this month, so we could have a harder play Friday. I was not sure that was part of the deal, but Master assured me it was....and if it was not, it is now.
Of course, life took over again, and we ended up having a belt day on Friday. A lovely hand warm-up, and then His belt...the sound of it slipping though the loops, the practice swish through the air, the gentle rubbing on my bottom, and then...SMACK! The first set was 100, sets of 20 with the last few on my thighs...the thigh ones were a bit lighter, but still very ouchy. There were lots of breaks for me to show Master how much I missed Him, and for lots of rubbing from Master. After a 'break' (read suck His cock) it was back to another round of 50...and then time to catch up on some explosive play time for both of us.
I have missed all of you....hoping to be around more, and to get over and visit everyone.
hugs abby
Thursday, December 22, 2016
A Shortened Leash and Christmas Wishes...
Once in a while...maybe a few times a year, Master and I have a shortened leash day. It is a day when Master steps up His control, and my focus is totally on submission. Usually I am the one who requests such a day and Master agrees. There is no set formula on how such a day goes...that is entirely Master's decision.
This past Monday after my maintenance spanking, Master mentions that He thinks it is time for a shortened leash day. He then continues on to another topic....just planting a seed. He knows, that now, my first thought each morning will be....is this the day???
Wednesday morning, after I tell Master that I have no set plans for the day, He inquires if I plan to stay in all day. I reply that I hope that is how my day goes. He tells me to wear my ankle and wrist cuffs all day. I say I will put them on after my shower, when I get dressed..... He tells me He likes the idea of me being naked with my cuffs on all day. I ask if I could wear a robe....I am told to go turn the heat up, so I can be comfortable naked. I am then told to go get my frog paddle and I am to have it with me all day...very close to me.
I am then informed that I will have to ask for everything today. If I am in one room and want to leave to do something I must have permission first....I am to ask for everything when I am ready to do it, and I may not do whatever it is until I have permission. Once He is sure we are on the same page, I am told to use the paddle, 25 spanks on each cheek...hard as I can. I say...really??...but quickly amend that to Yes, Sir. Once I am done, I am told to do them again for asking...really? When I am done I am told to sit on the edge of the bed and play with my clit for 1 full minute...but I may not cum.
I ask if I may go to the bathroom and have breakfast...He replies, which would you like to do, I am sure you are not going to do both at the same time. I choose the bathroom, as I see Him almost chuckle. He tells me He will reply as soon as He can to my requests, but I should leave myself a little time, as He will be at work. I then ask for permission for breakfast and to watch a morning show...He gives me a look..and I quickly amend to just breakfast. He says I may, and reminds me to always have my paddle with me.
After breakfast I ask and get permission for some computer time. I soon get a text from Him...time to use my paddle....25 on each cheek and 1 minute of play time with my clit. When I am done, I may return to my computer. That is how my day goes, asking for permission, being told it is spank and play time. Whenever I reply without adding a Sir, I am told to repeat the spanking. After a couple of those, I am much more careful to include it. When I ask for permission to clean....and I would not mind a no...I am told to put my plug in first and them I may.
He then tells me He has a meeting to attend, so I may have some quiet reading time...and I may remove my plug. The day continues, I get into the routine of asking before I leave a room or want to do something new or use the bathroom. I always get a permission, occasionally with an added spanking or task. When I ask for permission for lunch, I am told to put on a light shirt. At the end of the day, my last spanking has to be hard enough to leave 2 red spots on my bottom, and I may rub until I cum....then 5 minutes of naked kneeling while I process the day...and then we discuss it.
Once I wrapped my head around it and got used to not moving without permission, it was a stress free day, and I was totally focused on the fact that...I am His...and that thought always makes me smile.
Today, it was me, Master, and the bath brush. I was not all that thrilled, but Master wanted me to remain calm for as long as possible with the holiday kicking in tomorrow. He planned a 30 minute spanking, with 2 breaks, I could decide when I wanted the breaks. It turns out, without looking at a clock, I spaced them at 10 minute intervals. The last 10 minutes seemed to last forever....and the last minute was extra hard spanks. Yes, I am sitting on a sore bottom as I sit here.
The grands and the kids arrive tomorrow....we were hoping for a sledding day, but our snow is disappearing too quickly. I am ready with lots of little surprises, and am looking forward to lots of fun. We will continue some long lasting family traditions, and possible start some new ones.
I wish all of you holidays filled with family and friends, laughter and fun, recalling past holidays and making new memories...and light and love.
hugs abby
This past Monday after my maintenance spanking, Master mentions that He thinks it is time for a shortened leash day. He then continues on to another topic....just planting a seed. He knows, that now, my first thought each morning will be....is this the day???
Wednesday morning, after I tell Master that I have no set plans for the day, He inquires if I plan to stay in all day. I reply that I hope that is how my day goes. He tells me to wear my ankle and wrist cuffs all day. I say I will put them on after my shower, when I get dressed..... He tells me He likes the idea of me being naked with my cuffs on all day. I ask if I could wear a robe....I am told to go turn the heat up, so I can be comfortable naked. I am then told to go get my frog paddle and I am to have it with me all day...very close to me.
I am then informed that I will have to ask for everything today. If I am in one room and want to leave to do something I must have permission first....I am to ask for everything when I am ready to do it, and I may not do whatever it is until I have permission. Once He is sure we are on the same page, I am told to use the paddle, 25 spanks on each cheek...hard as I can. I say...really??...but quickly amend that to Yes, Sir. Once I am done, I am told to do them again for asking...really? When I am done I am told to sit on the edge of the bed and play with my clit for 1 full minute...but I may not cum.
I ask if I may go to the bathroom and have breakfast...He replies, which would you like to do, I am sure you are not going to do both at the same time. I choose the bathroom, as I see Him almost chuckle. He tells me He will reply as soon as He can to my requests, but I should leave myself a little time, as He will be at work. I then ask for permission for breakfast and to watch a morning show...He gives me a look..and I quickly amend to just breakfast. He says I may, and reminds me to always have my paddle with me.
After breakfast I ask and get permission for some computer time. I soon get a text from Him...time to use my paddle....25 on each cheek and 1 minute of play time with my clit. When I am done, I may return to my computer. That is how my day goes, asking for permission, being told it is spank and play time. Whenever I reply without adding a Sir, I am told to repeat the spanking. After a couple of those, I am much more careful to include it. When I ask for permission to clean....and I would not mind a no...I am told to put my plug in first and them I may.
He then tells me He has a meeting to attend, so I may have some quiet reading time...and I may remove my plug. The day continues, I get into the routine of asking before I leave a room or want to do something new or use the bathroom. I always get a permission, occasionally with an added spanking or task. When I ask for permission for lunch, I am told to put on a light shirt. At the end of the day, my last spanking has to be hard enough to leave 2 red spots on my bottom, and I may rub until I cum....then 5 minutes of naked kneeling while I process the day...and then we discuss it.
Once I wrapped my head around it and got used to not moving without permission, it was a stress free day, and I was totally focused on the fact that...I am His...and that thought always makes me smile.
Today, it was me, Master, and the bath brush. I was not all that thrilled, but Master wanted me to remain calm for as long as possible with the holiday kicking in tomorrow. He planned a 30 minute spanking, with 2 breaks, I could decide when I wanted the breaks. It turns out, without looking at a clock, I spaced them at 10 minute intervals. The last 10 minutes seemed to last forever....and the last minute was extra hard spanks. Yes, I am sitting on a sore bottom as I sit here.
The grands and the kids arrive tomorrow....we were hoping for a sledding day, but our snow is disappearing too quickly. I am ready with lots of little surprises, and am looking forward to lots of fun. We will continue some long lasting family traditions, and possible start some new ones.
I wish all of you holidays filled with family and friends, laughter and fun, recalling past holidays and making new memories...and light and love.
hugs abby
Thursday, December 8, 2016
That darn dice game!
I am off in the morning (weather permitting) to surprise my oldest grand-daughter at her Christmas concert tomorrow afternoon...which also happens to be my daughter's birthday. Master likes to send me off with a bottom that will keep reminding me of Him...at least on the drive there. This morning, before He left for work, Master told me to plan the kind of spanking I would like. Now those are rare words....
I immediately thought all leather....but we had lots of leather on Monday....not that two in a row would be a bad thing. In the shower, it came to me (seems all my best ideas come to me in the shower), the dice game! It had not been played in a long time.
If you are fairly new to reading here, the dice game is 3 die....one of them has numbers from 1--30, another has 12 positions, and the third has 11 spanking 'tools' and one wild. We have played a few times, and mostly I have been quite lucky. Lots of leather rolls, and the wood ones were the lower numbers.
When I handed Master the dice, He laughed and said...you know your luck might be running out with these..silly me just laughed. We decided on 10 rolls, we would take turns tossing the die, and if the wild side came up we would take turns choosing what 'toy' would be used. I made sure we had a pen and paper so I could give an accurate account of what had been rolled.
It was time for my naked kneeling. I am getting naked, when I realize I had worn a new pair of 'funsies'....red panties that said.....naughty is the new nice. I put them back on, Master wondering what was going on, when I stuck my bottom out...and He laughed, and very much approved. After the kneeling and a hand warm-up it was time for the game to begin.
Being the gentleman I was the first to roll...21, standing with the tawse. Leather, with a split into two strips at the end. I was grinning, looks like my leather streak was going to continue. It took me a few to settle in, but it was a great start. Master's first roll was 27, with the hairbrush, OTK.
I let out a groan, but at least I would be over His lap. These were hard and had me squirming.
My next roll was 10, hairbrush again, on all fours...UGH..but at least it was only 10. Master's next roll was 20 (He seems to have figured out how to roll the higher numbers) bent over with the acrylic paddle. Master saw the look on my face and reminded me that I had chosen the dice game...and He had warned me that my luck had been pushed. Once we are done, Master asks if I would like a break, I would, so I am enjoying the taste of His cock while my bottom cools a little. I then roll a 29 bent over a table....with the cane. Yes, I was thinking....what was i thinking?? Master loves to give me travelling stripes before I leave for a trip, He was excited that I would be striped for my drive tomorrow.
I then roll an 8, OTK, and decide to give my bottom a bit of a break and chose the beaver tail leather paddle. I love the feel of this, but was disappointed that it was only 8. Master's next roll is 17, kneeling, with the acrylic paddle once again. This is certainly not the spanking I had in mind. At this point, even Master is starting to feel sorry for me, but He tells me to get into position. My bottom is getting tender, they are not the hardest spanks, but they hurt.
My last roll is 25 against the wall with the.....cane. I am very happy that this is my last roll. Master then says my bottom probably needs a break. I agree, with a devilish grin, He says up against the wall, and He is tapping my thighs. They are fairly light taps, all on my thighs....I am very happy when these are over, also. Last roll belongs to Master, He says, "come on flogger"....and flogger is rolled....He should have said that a lot sooner...18 standing in the corner. We end on a very good note, but think the dice will not be making another appearance for a while.
hugs abby
I immediately thought all leather....but we had lots of leather on Monday....not that two in a row would be a bad thing. In the shower, it came to me (seems all my best ideas come to me in the shower), the dice game! It had not been played in a long time.
If you are fairly new to reading here, the dice game is 3 die....one of them has numbers from 1--30, another has 12 positions, and the third has 11 spanking 'tools' and one wild. We have played a few times, and mostly I have been quite lucky. Lots of leather rolls, and the wood ones were the lower numbers.
When I handed Master the dice, He laughed and said...you know your luck might be running out with these..silly me just laughed. We decided on 10 rolls, we would take turns tossing the die, and if the wild side came up we would take turns choosing what 'toy' would be used. I made sure we had a pen and paper so I could give an accurate account of what had been rolled.
It was time for my naked kneeling. I am getting naked, when I realize I had worn a new pair of 'funsies'....red panties that said.....naughty is the new nice. I put them back on, Master wondering what was going on, when I stuck my bottom out...and He laughed, and very much approved. After the kneeling and a hand warm-up it was time for the game to begin.
Being the gentleman I was the first to roll...21, standing with the tawse. Leather, with a split into two strips at the end. I was grinning, looks like my leather streak was going to continue. It took me a few to settle in, but it was a great start. Master's first roll was 27, with the hairbrush, OTK.
I let out a groan, but at least I would be over His lap. These were hard and had me squirming.
My next roll was 10, hairbrush again, on all fours...UGH..but at least it was only 10. Master's next roll was 20 (He seems to have figured out how to roll the higher numbers) bent over with the acrylic paddle. Master saw the look on my face and reminded me that I had chosen the dice game...and He had warned me that my luck had been pushed. Once we are done, Master asks if I would like a break, I would, so I am enjoying the taste of His cock while my bottom cools a little. I then roll a 29 bent over a table....with the cane. Yes, I was thinking....what was i thinking?? Master loves to give me travelling stripes before I leave for a trip, He was excited that I would be striped for my drive tomorrow.
I then roll an 8, OTK, and decide to give my bottom a bit of a break and chose the beaver tail leather paddle. I love the feel of this, but was disappointed that it was only 8. Master's next roll is 17, kneeling, with the acrylic paddle once again. This is certainly not the spanking I had in mind. At this point, even Master is starting to feel sorry for me, but He tells me to get into position. My bottom is getting tender, they are not the hardest spanks, but they hurt.
My last roll is 25 against the wall with the.....cane. I am very happy that this is my last roll. Master then says my bottom probably needs a break. I agree, with a devilish grin, He says up against the wall, and He is tapping my thighs. They are fairly light taps, all on my thighs....I am very happy when these are over, also. Last roll belongs to Master, He says, "come on flogger"....and flogger is rolled....He should have said that a lot sooner...18 standing in the corner. We end on a very good note, but think the dice will not be making another appearance for a while.
hugs abby
Wednesday, December 7, 2016
It's Cookie Day!
Yes, cookie day. I have been baking and freezing the grands favorites this week, since Santa is coming to grandma's house this year...see me smiling. Normally I look for something easier and quick...and of course chocolate. I am breaking the rules a bit (hoping Master skips this post since it is a recipe) and and chose this quick and delicious made in minutes....
Peanut Butter-Chocolate Mousse Cups
Thaw 1 package (1.9 oz.) frozen mini phyllo shells.
Whisk 1/4 cup creamy peanut butter and 1 1/2 cups thawed frozen cream topping (Cool Whip or a store brand), just until blended.
Stir in 2 Tbsp miniature semi-sweet chocolate chips;
Spoon into resealable plastic bag. Cut one small piece off one corner of bag use to pipe mixture into shells.
Sprinkle with additional mini chips.
That's it..looks great, yummy and super easy!
hugs abby
Peanut Butter-Chocolate Mousse Cups
Thaw 1 package (1.9 oz.) frozen mini phyllo shells.
Whisk 1/4 cup creamy peanut butter and 1 1/2 cups thawed frozen cream topping (Cool Whip or a store brand), just until blended.
Stir in 2 Tbsp miniature semi-sweet chocolate chips;
Spoon into resealable plastic bag. Cut one small piece off one corner of bag use to pipe mixture into shells.
Sprinkle with additional mini chips.
That's it..looks great, yummy and super easy!
hugs abby
Monday, December 5, 2016
LOL day spanking report.....
We had planned to have my LOL day spanking...chosen by all of you....last week. We tried, but life was not in agreement. Master decided that the LOL spanking would take the place of maintenance today...:):):) !
I find myself kneeling, naked, as we concentrate on each other, trying to close out all the rest. Master asks which 'toys' He should get out of His bag....flogger, Paddleman paddle, crop, strop, cane, and beaver tail paddle. Master says I may choose the order. I smile and said I had something in mind. He nodded, pretty sure He knew at the very least where we would begin and end. I did ask if we could divide the number for the flogger into 2 separate turns, and He said no...each item gets one turn.
I request the beaver tail paddle first...it is smallish and pliable, perfect for a warm-up. Each vote on LOL day was worth 10 spanks, which amounted to 60 with this paddle. I am over Master's lap, He divides the spanking into 2 sets of 30. A perfect warm-up.
Next is the crop. Still leather, and will continue to warm-up my bottom, in a more concentrated area. Sixty is the total, Master has me get up and lean over a pillow. When He gets to 50 He tells me to stand and face Him and present my breast to Him. I sort of give Him a look (as much as I dare)..He laughs and says, you did not ask for a vote on position or location so I get to decide. (note to self..try to remember this for next year). Each breast gets half of the remaining 10.
The large strop is next. I am leaning over the sofa. On a will-warmed bottom this is one of my favorite sensations. Master can't resist some rubbing, which I encourage! Two sets of 25, changing sides after the first set. I am very mellow when He finishes, almost wishing for more.
Master announces 'break time' since we are half way done...I quickly kneel and reach for Master's cock. He does seem to be enjoying this LOL spanking also;). Next in line is Master's 'paddleman' paddle. It was a Christmas gift from me a couple of years ago....He loves it, I am happy that He loves it. Master does think the vote was fixed, since this number is 20...I simply smile and say, I thought 2 votes was a good showing. Two sets of 10, making each one count. I am vocal from the start, as He is lighting a fire on my warm bottom.
Cane time, one of Master's favorite. Master gives me a look when I tell Him, the number is 20....I smile and shrug. I lean over, and Master says 10 on each side. They are not full swings, but my bottom is tender, and each one of them certainly counts. I am very glad when He reaches 20.....since I saved the best for last....
Flogger time! And....the number is 160. Master thinks the voting was rigged, I laugh. I am leaning over, hanging on to the mantle. He stops when He get to 80 for some delicious rubbing, enjoying the heat radiating off my back. He also swishes the lovely leather strands all over my body, lulling me into complete relaxation. He then warns me time for the last 80.....and we are finished...with the spanking part.
I decide it is time for me to thank Master for being such a good sport ...He assures me, and wants to let all of you know...He had a wonderful time, with the spanking you all crafted for us. I am thinking, this should be an LOL day tradition for "Finally Finding Me"!
hugs abby
I find myself kneeling, naked, as we concentrate on each other, trying to close out all the rest. Master asks which 'toys' He should get out of His bag....flogger, Paddleman paddle, crop, strop, cane, and beaver tail paddle. Master says I may choose the order. I smile and said I had something in mind. He nodded, pretty sure He knew at the very least where we would begin and end. I did ask if we could divide the number for the flogger into 2 separate turns, and He said no...each item gets one turn.
I request the beaver tail paddle first...it is smallish and pliable, perfect for a warm-up. Each vote on LOL day was worth 10 spanks, which amounted to 60 with this paddle. I am over Master's lap, He divides the spanking into 2 sets of 30. A perfect warm-up.
Next is the crop. Still leather, and will continue to warm-up my bottom, in a more concentrated area. Sixty is the total, Master has me get up and lean over a pillow. When He gets to 50 He tells me to stand and face Him and present my breast to Him. I sort of give Him a look (as much as I dare)..He laughs and says, you did not ask for a vote on position or location so I get to decide. (note to self..try to remember this for next year). Each breast gets half of the remaining 10.
The large strop is next. I am leaning over the sofa. On a will-warmed bottom this is one of my favorite sensations. Master can't resist some rubbing, which I encourage! Two sets of 25, changing sides after the first set. I am very mellow when He finishes, almost wishing for more.
Master announces 'break time' since we are half way done...I quickly kneel and reach for Master's cock. He does seem to be enjoying this LOL spanking also;). Next in line is Master's 'paddleman' paddle. It was a Christmas gift from me a couple of years ago....He loves it, I am happy that He loves it. Master does think the vote was fixed, since this number is 20...I simply smile and say, I thought 2 votes was a good showing. Two sets of 10, making each one count. I am vocal from the start, as He is lighting a fire on my warm bottom.
Cane time, one of Master's favorite. Master gives me a look when I tell Him, the number is 20....I smile and shrug. I lean over, and Master says 10 on each side. They are not full swings, but my bottom is tender, and each one of them certainly counts. I am very glad when He reaches 20.....since I saved the best for last....
Flogger time! And....the number is 160. Master thinks the voting was rigged, I laugh. I am leaning over, hanging on to the mantle. He stops when He get to 80 for some delicious rubbing, enjoying the heat radiating off my back. He also swishes the lovely leather strands all over my body, lulling me into complete relaxation. He then warns me time for the last 80.....and we are finished...with the spanking part.
I decide it is time for me to thank Master for being such a good sport ...He assures me, and wants to let all of you know...He had a wonderful time, with the spanking you all crafted for us. I am thinking, this should be an LOL day tradition for "Finally Finding Me"!
hugs abby
Monday, November 21, 2016
Naughty List and Lovin It!
Most importantly this early morning, a big Thank You to everyone who helped make LOL days such a success this year. I am still catching up with some of the posts, it was so wonderful to hear from all of you and meet new friends. I have not added up the total for my next spanking....I am away wearing my grand-ma hat this week....but all the 'toys' listed received at least one vote and the flogger was the top vote getter. My welcome home spanking will be lots of fun! Of course a big Thank You to Hermione for organizing and hosting!
Before I left last week, I went shopping for new undies, mainly bras, since I had not replaced my 'every day' ones in a long time. Just as I suspected, after I was sized, I needed to drop a couple sizes for a good fit. I really like to hear....you need to buy a smaller size, yes even with a bra. I noticed there was a table with a large display of panties, in a large variety of colors. I didn't really need new ones, but I had to walk over and look. A couple of them had interesting words on them, way too enticing to just walk away.
I decided to purchase a few, walked up to the counter and the sales lady says..are these a gift for someone? I almost just said yes, and let it go, but then I said...no, they are for me...to perhaps have a little fun with. She replied...my husband calls these funsies, since when I wear them it means I am in the mood for some fun. I laughed and said, I am pretty sure they will work that way for me. You just never know.....do we??
The pair I wore for last week's Fun Friday had the words in my title for this entry on the back of them. Master had told me to get ready....naked and kneeling...while He went to get something. He walked back in to find me standing and wearing panties. He gave me a "LOOK" and I quickly turned
around and waved my bottom at Him. He laughed and said..." keep them on"..:)
Once over His lap, He asked why I had chosen the bright red color, I replied it was the only color they had with this saying in them. He continued, reminding me that it is almost universal the spankers think they should try to match the bottom they are spanking with the color of the undies being worn. I am not entirely certain that it is a universal rule, but since He was allowing me to keep them on, I did not argue.
Starting with His hand, and then on to one of His smaller paddles, He eventually had my bottom matching my undies. Of course by then, we both interested in another kind of fun...so they were removed, and we moved on to a few...orgasms. Yes, the undies were well worth the investment.
If I do not get a chance to say it on Thursday, hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving counting your blessings and remembering...there is no such thing as calories on this holiday. I am very thankful for all of you for so many reasons.....
hugs abby
Before I left last week, I went shopping for new undies, mainly bras, since I had not replaced my 'every day' ones in a long time. Just as I suspected, after I was sized, I needed to drop a couple sizes for a good fit. I really like to hear....you need to buy a smaller size, yes even with a bra. I noticed there was a table with a large display of panties, in a large variety of colors. I didn't really need new ones, but I had to walk over and look. A couple of them had interesting words on them, way too enticing to just walk away.
I decided to purchase a few, walked up to the counter and the sales lady says..are these a gift for someone? I almost just said yes, and let it go, but then I said...no, they are for me...to perhaps have a little fun with. She replied...my husband calls these funsies, since when I wear them it means I am in the mood for some fun. I laughed and said, I am pretty sure they will work that way for me. You just never know.....do we??
The pair I wore for last week's Fun Friday had the words in my title for this entry on the back of them. Master had told me to get ready....naked and kneeling...while He went to get something. He walked back in to find me standing and wearing panties. He gave me a "LOOK" and I quickly turned
around and waved my bottom at Him. He laughed and said..." keep them on"..:)
Once over His lap, He asked why I had chosen the bright red color, I replied it was the only color they had with this saying in them. He continued, reminding me that it is almost universal the spankers think they should try to match the bottom they are spanking with the color of the undies being worn. I am not entirely certain that it is a universal rule, but since He was allowing me to keep them on, I did not argue.
Starting with His hand, and then on to one of His smaller paddles, He eventually had my bottom matching my undies. Of course by then, we both interested in another kind of fun...so they were removed, and we moved on to a few...orgasms. Yes, the undies were well worth the investment.
If I do not get a chance to say it on Thursday, hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving counting your blessings and remembering...there is no such thing as calories on this holiday. I am very thankful for all of you for so many reasons.....
hugs abby
Friday, November 18, 2016
LOL DAY...You get to choose my next spanking!
Welcome to LOL Day, a day we put aside to celebrate our readers and to encourage out 'lurkers' to say hello! I was in your shoes once, before I started my blog. What I found when I finally said hello was an accepting group of friends. I always try to respond to any comments, so it is really the start of a conversation and getting to 'know' each other.
For the last couple of years LOL day comments have determined my next spanking. The tradition will continue this year. If you are knew to my blog, I just want you to know....Master is a 'Paddle Man'...and I am a leather girl...hint, hint.
Here are this year's possibilities...
1. Leather tail beaver paddle
2. Crop
3. Large flogger
4. Cane
5. Strop
6. Paddle Man Paddle
.......I have a love/hate relationship with the cane....and had to add at least one paddle...did not want Master to think this voting process was rigged :o.....Each vote equals 10 with that 'toy'...
Enjoy these two days, we are a diverse group, where our differences and our commonalities are celebrated!
hugs abby
For the last couple of years LOL day comments have determined my next spanking. The tradition will continue this year. If you are knew to my blog, I just want you to know....Master is a 'Paddle Man'...and I am a leather girl...hint, hint.
Here are this year's possibilities...
1. Leather tail beaver paddle
2. Crop
3. Large flogger
4. Cane
5. Strop
6. Paddle Man Paddle
.......I have a love/hate relationship with the cane....and had to add at least one paddle...did not want Master to think this voting process was rigged :o.....Each vote equals 10 with that 'toy'...
Enjoy these two days, we are a diverse group, where our differences and our commonalities are celebrated!
hugs abby
Wednesday, November 9, 2016
A Different Kind of Release...
.......... I stayed up until 1 AM this morning, not believing what I was seeing and hearing. I am so happy that my children are adults, and my grands are too young to know what is going on. How do we explain to children that the President of our country is not a role model for them?? I can only hope and pray that kindness, civility and acceptance return to our lives.
..........Thank you all for the good thoughts and prayers and support....please keep them coming.
Master always takes great delight in reminding me ahead of time when the first Monday of the month is right around the corner....maintenance and harder play Mondays. I am not nearly as enthusiastic about the first Monday of the month as He is. This Monday I was really not even in a maintenance mode, never mind harder play. I did think about asking Him to delay it, but the words...when you least want a spanking is when you need it most, kept playing in my head, and I know that we have been at this for a long time and He knows how to get my into a good head space.
As I am getting ready for my naked kneeling, I see not only the maintenance paddle, but also the school paddle...it is long and heavy. I am just trying to quiet everything else going on in my head and concentrate on relaxing and accepting. After a lot of squirming on my part, I am invited over His lap. He does start with a long hand warm-up, and them moves on to the maintenance paddle.
I am ouching and squirming from the start, after each set of 25 Master stops for some rubbing and encouraging words. Usually after the second set I am more settled, not happening on this day. I continue to squirm and be vocal to the last spank. Master lets me have some quiet time over His lap, as He is still rubbing my back and bottom and legs.
He then asks me to get up and hand Him the school paddle, and go lean against the fire place mantle. He reminds me to present my bottom and not to move out of position...and to count and thank Him after each one. I groan loudly counting and thanking....not my favorites either.
He starts in slowly, waiting for my count and thanks before each spank. They are hard, but I do stay in place while letting Him know that they hurt. "Ten, thank-you Sir". and he pulls me into a hug. I am stunned...10 and He is done??? I quickly say Thank you Sir, I am totally amazed that He stopped at 10...shortest hard play Monday ever.
His fingers start exploring, and He is surprised to find that my usual wetness is missing. He continues trying to remedy that, until I finally say...let's just stop, it's not happening. He continues for a couple more minutes and then picks up the small paddle and starts to spank lightly. Something goes off in my head, and I know what I need...something that I have been suppressing, I say 'harder, Sir'. He hesitates, just for a bit, I push my bottom up and He start to spank harder. After a couple rounds I say again....harder. He complies and as He continues to spank, i start sobbing. He stops spanking, and is rubbing me all over speaking softly.
I am finally done with the sobbing and am crying quietly and I hear Him saying, ...let it all out...you are safe, let go...I've got you cry it out....over and over. I finally am cried out, He continues to touch me, but we just stay quiet for a while. He then asks me if I am ready to move, I am not. He tells me just to stay where I am, until I am ready to move. After a few more minutes, I start to tell Him..I am sorry, this Monday was not what He expected. He tells me His only expectation is that I am His...and I am. He thanks me for giving Him my tears, He knows that is not easy for me.
He then adds, that I got exactly the kind of release I needed today...and He pulls me into Him, finally totally relaxed.
hugs abby
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Saturday, November 5, 2016
One (or two) of THOSE kind of weeks...
Life has been throwing around a lot of lemons for the past couple of weeks. We are fine, but family and close friends have kept us busy with hospital stays and declining health. Things have quieted a bit, but we know that there is more to come....such is life at times.
Last week's Fun Friday was cancelled...we were each helping family and friends, and there are only so many places one person can be...altho if anyone could be in two places at once, it would be Master. By Monday, Master was more than determined and M/M day would happen. And so it did...never bet against Master.
It was pretty much like most maintenance spankings. Kneeling time, a hand warm-up, then 100 with the maintenance paddle. I thought that the spanking was harder than usual, but Master claimed that my bottom had gone too long without "his loving touch". After the last spank, Master said He had a treat for me...and it was not His cum.
He had taken the tens unit out to play. I was grinning, I love the sensations it creates. Master started off with the pads on my breasts. He reminds me that I need to keep talking and informing Him what I am feeling. I tend to not be thrilled with breast play, except when the tens unit comes into play. He starts out with a steady sensation, no breaks, and increases it slowly until I let Him know it is enough. After a bit He switches to a pulse sensation, starting low and moving up. Finally there is a slow continuous increase in sensations...which is my favorite.
Once we have cycled through all the sensations, Master takes off the pads and leads and starts with them on my bottom. On a still warm and tender bottom from maintenance, it is my favorite place to have the pads. Master then puts them on my pussy lips, which brings me quickly to a pant and lots of squirming. Master stops and tells me, He will put me in charge....those are words I never thought I would hear. He hands me the control and explains the different settings, and tells me He will be otherwise occupied, while I take charge of the controls. Master is busy seeing how close He get me to orgasm...it does not take all the long for Him to get me very close. I drop the control and am begging for permissions, which He is nice enough to quickly grant.
Our batteries were re-charged to face the rest of the week....and it was a good thing. It was another rough week...and honestly that might be the norm for a while. By the time Friday morning came around, Master first words to me were...how about a long leather session later today. Ahhhh...words that make me smile...and cross my fingers that life would not interfere.
We got lucky... after my naked kneeling, Master asked what leather I would like to start with...I quickly reply, His hand. He chuckles a bit, but does agree that it could be considered leather. So, I am over His knee getting a wonderful hand warm-up. Next, Master switches to the small, oval leather paddle. It is a great follow up to His hand, I am soon so relaxed, more relaxed than I have been in too long.
Master then tells me to go get His belt since that is next. I am waiting for Him to tell me where He wants me to lean over...when He tells me I may lay down flat a use a pillow...He is such a sweety, sometimes..He starts with 100, then tells me to face the other way for the next 100. I am mostly relaxed except for to occasional over lap, or too low swat, which causes me to howl a bit.
Last in line is the large leather strop. It looks intimidating, and can be...but on a well warmed bottom, and a Master who is in a good mood...it is perfect. One hundred more, in sets of 10 with lots of rubbing, and I am heading to my relaxed, happy place. When He is done, Master checks to see if I might be ready for permissions...I am getting there, so He helps me along, until I am just laying there, satiated, barely able to breathe.
Once I am back to earth, I look back at Master and tell Him....what would I do without You to chase away some of the yuckies of the past couple weeks. He pulls me to Him, til we are face to face, and says to me...what would I do without you to chase away the yuckies of the past couple weeks. I smile and as I snuggle into Him, as close as I can get, I hear Him say...we are so lucky to have each other.
I am reminded of how lucky we are....to be able to share both the yuckiness...and the yummyness...that life brings. Hope you all have more yummy moments than yucky ones this week.
hugs abby
Last week's Fun Friday was cancelled...we were each helping family and friends, and there are only so many places one person can be...altho if anyone could be in two places at once, it would be Master. By Monday, Master was more than determined and M/M day would happen. And so it did...never bet against Master.
It was pretty much like most maintenance spankings. Kneeling time, a hand warm-up, then 100 with the maintenance paddle. I thought that the spanking was harder than usual, but Master claimed that my bottom had gone too long without "his loving touch". After the last spank, Master said He had a treat for me...and it was not His cum.
He had taken the tens unit out to play. I was grinning, I love the sensations it creates. Master started off with the pads on my breasts. He reminds me that I need to keep talking and informing Him what I am feeling. I tend to not be thrilled with breast play, except when the tens unit comes into play. He starts out with a steady sensation, no breaks, and increases it slowly until I let Him know it is enough. After a bit He switches to a pulse sensation, starting low and moving up. Finally there is a slow continuous increase in sensations...which is my favorite.
Once we have cycled through all the sensations, Master takes off the pads and leads and starts with them on my bottom. On a still warm and tender bottom from maintenance, it is my favorite place to have the pads. Master then puts them on my pussy lips, which brings me quickly to a pant and lots of squirming. Master stops and tells me, He will put me in charge....those are words I never thought I would hear. He hands me the control and explains the different settings, and tells me He will be otherwise occupied, while I take charge of the controls. Master is busy seeing how close He get me to orgasm...it does not take all the long for Him to get me very close. I drop the control and am begging for permissions, which He is nice enough to quickly grant.
Our batteries were re-charged to face the rest of the week....and it was a good thing. It was another rough week...and honestly that might be the norm for a while. By the time Friday morning came around, Master first words to me were...how about a long leather session later today. Ahhhh...words that make me smile...and cross my fingers that life would not interfere.
We got lucky... after my naked kneeling, Master asked what leather I would like to start with...I quickly reply, His hand. He chuckles a bit, but does agree that it could be considered leather. So, I am over His knee getting a wonderful hand warm-up. Next, Master switches to the small, oval leather paddle. It is a great follow up to His hand, I am soon so relaxed, more relaxed than I have been in too long.
Master then tells me to go get His belt since that is next. I am waiting for Him to tell me where He wants me to lean over...when He tells me I may lay down flat a use a pillow...He is such a sweety, sometimes..He starts with 100, then tells me to face the other way for the next 100. I am mostly relaxed except for to occasional over lap, or too low swat, which causes me to howl a bit.
Last in line is the large leather strop. It looks intimidating, and can be...but on a well warmed bottom, and a Master who is in a good mood...it is perfect. One hundred more, in sets of 10 with lots of rubbing, and I am heading to my relaxed, happy place. When He is done, Master checks to see if I might be ready for permissions...I am getting there, so He helps me along, until I am just laying there, satiated, barely able to breathe.
Once I am back to earth, I look back at Master and tell Him....what would I do without You to chase away some of the yuckies of the past couple weeks. He pulls me to Him, til we are face to face, and says to me...what would I do without you to chase away the yuckies of the past couple weeks. I smile and as I snuggle into Him, as close as I can get, I hear Him say...we are so lucky to have each other.
I am reminded of how lucky we are....to be able to share both the yuckiness...and the yummyness...that life brings. Hope you all have more yummy moments than yucky ones this week.
hugs abby
Saturday, October 29, 2016
Meeting of 'Lurkers Anonymous"
All of you wonderful lurkers in blog land...take note. There is help coming to help you de-lurk. Save the dates of November 18 and 19, yes we even give you a choice of 2 days. Two days in which Hermione hosts LOL...Love Our Lurkers Day. It is a day just for all of you, to put aside and enjoy coming out of the shadows and letting us meet you...or stay anonymous and let us know you are reading with a comment.
The bloggers who are participating (and there are a lot of us) will all be listed at Hermione's. We will have a post welcoming you...some will also let you vote to see what their next spanking will feel like, or how many strokes or...some will let you know how they became part of our wonderful community. There are no rules for the bloggers and the lurkers...just lots of fun and the potential for new friends.
Every year, I get at least one comment from someone who tells me it is their first comment on a blog...and that makes my day...makes my week. That first comment is the hardest..I know I have been there. Seems like ages ago now, but that first comment led to my own blog (not a necessary step...no rules remember), to learn a lot about myself, and to realize that there was a community (or family) of friends out there who, although we are all different, in many ways we are all alike. What I found was acceptance, encouragement and support...always.
Last year, I invited everyone to comment on what 'toy' Master would be choosing for my next spanking, and gave 5 choices. Each vote meant 5 swats with the winning 'instrument'. Not sure what I will come up with this year yet....but hope to hear from many of you...even if it is just a hello. I (almost always) respond to comments, so all it takes is a hello to get a conversation started...and who knows where that will lead.
hugs abby
The bloggers who are participating (and there are a lot of us) will all be listed at Hermione's. We will have a post welcoming you...some will also let you vote to see what their next spanking will feel like, or how many strokes or...some will let you know how they became part of our wonderful community. There are no rules for the bloggers and the lurkers...just lots of fun and the potential for new friends.
Every year, I get at least one comment from someone who tells me it is their first comment on a blog...and that makes my day...makes my week. That first comment is the hardest..I know I have been there. Seems like ages ago now, but that first comment led to my own blog (not a necessary step...no rules remember), to learn a lot about myself, and to realize that there was a community (or family) of friends out there who, although we are all different, in many ways we are all alike. What I found was acceptance, encouragement and support...always.
Last year, I invited everyone to comment on what 'toy' Master would be choosing for my next spanking, and gave 5 choices. Each vote meant 5 swats with the winning 'instrument'. Not sure what I will come up with this year yet....but hope to hear from many of you...even if it is just a hello. I (almost always) respond to comments, so all it takes is a hello to get a conversation started...and who knows where that will lead.
hugs abby
Saturday, October 22, 2016
Stripes......
First thing Master says to me on Friday morning....it has been too long since I created a nice striped pattern on your ass. That will be remedied as soon as I get home from work, be ready with your cuffs on. He then told me, not to think about it all day, just enjoy my day......
At the end of the work day, I am kneeling, naked except for my ankle and wrist cuffs. Master is reclaiming me as we chat a little, until chat is replaced with panting. I am then over His lap for a warm-up starting with His hand and then some with that hair brush that seems to always be available. Master asks if I am ready to get my stripes....as ready as I will ever be.
Master gets the rope out of His bag, telling me He is going to help me stay in place. I have not been restrained in a long time...and i do enjoy the feeling of not having to worry about moving out of place or putting my hands in the wrong spot..all that is a mute point.
Master is always creative, often adding something new or different to our play time. This time He told me to kneel over the back of the sofa on a pillow, my breast hanging over the back of the sofa. He has me spread my legs as far apart as I can, and He secures them. My arms are also spread and tied in place. Master thinks I am a little high and removes the pillow I am kneeling on. I tell Him I am more comfortable with the pillow, He manages to get it under me again, without disturbing the restraints.
I feel Him rubbing one of His canes over my bottom, hear Him tell me to get ready, and He starts. I am not sure how many, but several sets of 12...maybe 6 or 8. After each set, He does stop to rub and tell me what a beautiful design He is creating on my bottom, He loves seeing it striped. Finally I hear, last 12..you have to count and thank me after each one...UGH. He starts standing to my left, and I count to 6, with thanks after each one. He moves to my right, and I decide to start at 6 and count down...He chuckles knowing I am putting my own little touch on the count down. I get to 1, and say done....He replies we are not at 0...so one more. Now we are done.
He, of course, has to check and see if I am responding....besides just the verbalizing....I am a bit. He asks if I want a break...I am thinking...a break???...I thought we were done. But I say yes, He moves to the front of me, smiling and says, you look so wonderful just as you are, I do not want to untie you yet. Now this could create a problem, since He is not 7 feet tall...He brings a kitchen chair over and stands on it....He is a little high, but I can stretch a bit and I am enjoying His cock. As I start I am trying not to laugh as I think how we must look, but that is soon forgotten.
Master then asks me if I would like stripes of another kind. As I am trying to figure out what He is talking about, I feel the swish of the flogger all over my back...ahhh...Yes Sir. Master treats me to a wonderful flogging with breaks for swishing and rubbing. I can feel myself getting wetter, and I am almost totally loss in the amazing sensation when I hear....time for stripes of another kind.
I am trying to figure out what He means, when I feel the of His whip. One of His favorites, not high on the list of mine. But, I do know how much it pleases Him when I accept a whipping, and it does make me feel very submissive. I am ouching from the start, as He explains He wants the stripes on my back to match those on my bottom. He is a very symmetrical person. Finally He is satisfied, and I am treated to a wonderful rub down, before He releases me from the restraints.
So I am wearing stripes this weekend..not making much of a fashion statement.....but feeling very submissive...and that makes both of us smile...
hugs abby
At the end of the work day, I am kneeling, naked except for my ankle and wrist cuffs. Master is reclaiming me as we chat a little, until chat is replaced with panting. I am then over His lap for a warm-up starting with His hand and then some with that hair brush that seems to always be available. Master asks if I am ready to get my stripes....as ready as I will ever be.
Master gets the rope out of His bag, telling me He is going to help me stay in place. I have not been restrained in a long time...and i do enjoy the feeling of not having to worry about moving out of place or putting my hands in the wrong spot..all that is a mute point.
Master is always creative, often adding something new or different to our play time. This time He told me to kneel over the back of the sofa on a pillow, my breast hanging over the back of the sofa. He has me spread my legs as far apart as I can, and He secures them. My arms are also spread and tied in place. Master thinks I am a little high and removes the pillow I am kneeling on. I tell Him I am more comfortable with the pillow, He manages to get it under me again, without disturbing the restraints.
I feel Him rubbing one of His canes over my bottom, hear Him tell me to get ready, and He starts. I am not sure how many, but several sets of 12...maybe 6 or 8. After each set, He does stop to rub and tell me what a beautiful design He is creating on my bottom, He loves seeing it striped. Finally I hear, last 12..you have to count and thank me after each one...UGH. He starts standing to my left, and I count to 6, with thanks after each one. He moves to my right, and I decide to start at 6 and count down...He chuckles knowing I am putting my own little touch on the count down. I get to 1, and say done....He replies we are not at 0...so one more. Now we are done.
He, of course, has to check and see if I am responding....besides just the verbalizing....I am a bit. He asks if I want a break...I am thinking...a break???...I thought we were done. But I say yes, He moves to the front of me, smiling and says, you look so wonderful just as you are, I do not want to untie you yet. Now this could create a problem, since He is not 7 feet tall...He brings a kitchen chair over and stands on it....He is a little high, but I can stretch a bit and I am enjoying His cock. As I start I am trying not to laugh as I think how we must look, but that is soon forgotten.
Master then asks me if I would like stripes of another kind. As I am trying to figure out what He is talking about, I feel the swish of the flogger all over my back...ahhh...Yes Sir. Master treats me to a wonderful flogging with breaks for swishing and rubbing. I can feel myself getting wetter, and I am almost totally loss in the amazing sensation when I hear....time for stripes of another kind.
I am trying to figure out what He means, when I feel the of His whip. One of His favorites, not high on the list of mine. But, I do know how much it pleases Him when I accept a whipping, and it does make me feel very submissive. I am ouching from the start, as He explains He wants the stripes on my back to match those on my bottom. He is a very symmetrical person. Finally He is satisfied, and I am treated to a wonderful rub down, before He releases me from the restraints.
So I am wearing stripes this weekend..not making much of a fashion statement.....but feeling very submissive...and that makes both of us smile...
hugs abby
Thursday, October 20, 2016
Fuck Me Hard Wednesday...**
***Yes, Master strongly suggested this title.
Our family Disney vacation was a success..after we survived the hurricane. The grands were real troupers, not a melt down to be had. And yes, even all the adults managed to get along. Disney seems to be taking a new direction on some of the newer children's activities....inter-active. The three oldest grands got to train to be Jedi fighters, costumed for the part and armed with light lasers. They each had an opportunity to fight...and defeat...Darth Vader. Princess Belle's meet and get a signature also included the children and the princess acting out a scene from the movie...when Belle falls in love with the beast. They all had parts and loved it. Great changes!
Like all good vacations, we returned exhausted. Monday was double maintenance day, with Master's trusty little paddle, and some time to catch up on some MFL (mighty fine loving). No matter how wonderful a vacation is...it is always nice to be back home.
Wednesday morning, Master let me know, He was in the mood for a 'wonderful Wednesday'. He gave me a few hints about what He had in mind...then told me not to think about it all day, and try to keep my panties dry all day. He left for work with a huge grin.
At the end of the day , I was kneeling naked, Master claiming all of me, concentrating on my breast...gentle and not so gentle tugging and pinching. He is using the hair brush, both sides, the flat wooden side and bristle side. Intervals of spanks and using the soft bristle side. He continues until I am squirming and can feel myself getting very wet. He then decides, that it is break time...so I manage to get up and and kneel and do my best to distract Him from that hair brush. It worked for a while....
Master then has me get back over His lap. He is checking and says He wants me dripping.....and He knows just how to achieve that goal. He then decides to fill me...using the largest toy we have, I struggle with it a bit, but Master is soon thrusting it in and out, reminding me that i do not have permission to cum yet, and it will be a while before i do. When He senses that I am right at the edge, He stops tells me to close my legs an keep myself full. He picks up the brush and starts to spank...lightly at first, with a slow build up. Stopping for some rubbing, making sure that all my focus is on the sensations He is creating.
I finally blurt out..I am so very wet and dripping... Master checks and agrees. He returns to playing with the toy...i feel myself squirting and puddling. I don't always squirt, but it does happen, and I have left wet spots behind to clean up....but this was like a flood. I finally get permission to cum, and Master does not let up on the sensations. I keep cumming until I can't breathe or move....and Master finally just pulls me in and holds me close.
Once I have quieted, Master decides that a round two should start. I try to tell Him I am done....but....Master does know best. He soon has me gushing and cumming again and again....until I am limp and totally spent. I tell Master i do not think I have ever been that wet ....He agrees and shows me the puddle that i left behind....not bad for an old lady:).
I guess the moral is...absence not only makes the heart grow fonder, it makes the orgasms stronger....and the sheets wetter....
hugs abby
Our family Disney vacation was a success..after we survived the hurricane. The grands were real troupers, not a melt down to be had. And yes, even all the adults managed to get along. Disney seems to be taking a new direction on some of the newer children's activities....inter-active. The three oldest grands got to train to be Jedi fighters, costumed for the part and armed with light lasers. They each had an opportunity to fight...and defeat...Darth Vader. Princess Belle's meet and get a signature also included the children and the princess acting out a scene from the movie...when Belle falls in love with the beast. They all had parts and loved it. Great changes!
Like all good vacations, we returned exhausted. Monday was double maintenance day, with Master's trusty little paddle, and some time to catch up on some MFL (mighty fine loving). No matter how wonderful a vacation is...it is always nice to be back home.
Wednesday morning, Master let me know, He was in the mood for a 'wonderful Wednesday'. He gave me a few hints about what He had in mind...then told me not to think about it all day, and try to keep my panties dry all day. He left for work with a huge grin.
At the end of the day , I was kneeling naked, Master claiming all of me, concentrating on my breast...gentle and not so gentle tugging and pinching. He is using the hair brush, both sides, the flat wooden side and bristle side. Intervals of spanks and using the soft bristle side. He continues until I am squirming and can feel myself getting very wet. He then decides, that it is break time...so I manage to get up and and kneel and do my best to distract Him from that hair brush. It worked for a while....
Master then has me get back over His lap. He is checking and says He wants me dripping.....and He knows just how to achieve that goal. He then decides to fill me...using the largest toy we have, I struggle with it a bit, but Master is soon thrusting it in and out, reminding me that i do not have permission to cum yet, and it will be a while before i do. When He senses that I am right at the edge, He stops tells me to close my legs an keep myself full. He picks up the brush and starts to spank...lightly at first, with a slow build up. Stopping for some rubbing, making sure that all my focus is on the sensations He is creating.
I finally blurt out..I am so very wet and dripping... Master checks and agrees. He returns to playing with the toy...i feel myself squirting and puddling. I don't always squirt, but it does happen, and I have left wet spots behind to clean up....but this was like a flood. I finally get permission to cum, and Master does not let up on the sensations. I keep cumming until I can't breathe or move....and Master finally just pulls me in and holds me close.
Once I have quieted, Master decides that a round two should start. I try to tell Him I am done....but....Master does know best. He soon has me gushing and cumming again and again....until I am limp and totally spent. I tell Master i do not think I have ever been that wet ....He agrees and shows me the puddle that i left behind....not bad for an old lady:).
I guess the moral is...absence not only makes the heart grow fonder, it makes the orgasms stronger....and the sheets wetter....
hugs abby
Saturday, October 8, 2016
After Storm Update..
Thank-you for all your concerns and well wishes. It is the day after the storm and we are ready to start our vacation plans. The winds were wild and woke me a few times during the night, but by yesterday morning, the were gusting occasionally. Rains were heave, but by yesterday afternoon the sun was trying to win out.
I did have the experience of trying to get groceries before the storm on Thursday, at the one place still open...the pickings were limited, but we had nothing in the house we rented. Each of the registers had lines of about 40-50 people, I was in line over an hour just to reach the register...but everyone was rowing the same boat and we shared stories and wished each other well.
Thank you again and I will say Hi to Mickey for all of you!
hugs abby
I did have the experience of trying to get groceries before the storm on Thursday, at the one place still open...the pickings were limited, but we had nothing in the house we rented. Each of the registers had lines of about 40-50 people, I was in line over an hour just to reach the register...but everyone was rowing the same boat and we shared stories and wished each other well.
Thank you again and I will say Hi to Mickey for all of you!
hugs abby
Thursday, October 6, 2016
"Storm Chaser"
I am sitting at the airport waiting for my flight to Orlando....yes on the very day every one else is fleeing Florida because of Matthew. This weekend is the start of our long planned for family vacation at Disney. We were all supposed to fly in tomorrow, but knew that would never work. So everyone but my oldest daughter have re-scheluled for today and she and her family have tickets for Friday. Wish us all luck....we plan a great week of fun with Mickey, the princesses, Storm Troopers, and water parks!
hugd abby
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Tuesday, October 4, 2016
Play hard....Cum hard....
Master's greeting to me yesterday morning was..."it's harder play Monday, first Monday of the month". He is waiting for my response with His evil grin. I moan and He laughs, I ask how does He always remember that...He asks how can I always forget? He then tells me to try not to think about it all day....fully knowing He has planted the seed in my head.
After my naked kneeling and breast 'mauling' I am over His lap. He starts in with a small paddle, I look back and ask about a warm-up. He tells me these light taps are my warm-up, I should enjoy them. They are light taps...that are too soon halted. Time to change to the maintenance paddle, it still is M/M day, Sets of 25, getting harder as He progresses to 100. I am squirming and being very vocal, with each set the spanks get harder...or so it seems to my bottom.
Master is massaging my body, talking softly, getting me to relax. It is working until I hear, time for part 2, harder play time. He reaches for the small bath brush, He feels me tense a little, so He starts with the brush side. Yes, there is a good side to that bath brush. He uses it all over, gently, not so gently, and even tries spanking me with that side. I tell Him, He could use that side all evening...He laughs.
He does ask if I would like a break before the spanking continues. I am on my knees, starting off slowly, speeding up then slowing down. Master lets me control the ebb and flow for a bit, then grabs my hair and takes control. He is completely in charge, I am His receptacle.
Master asks if I am ready for a second round with the brush. He says He wants to try a new position....I am thinking the could be interesting, I am not the most agile person in the world. He says....diaper position....ahhh...I quickly tell Him we have tried that position, once, and it was memorable....not in a wonderful way. It was uncomfortable, and the spanking is on taut skin, so it really hurt. Master says He does not remember, so He needs a refresher.
I am on my back, He is holding my legs up straight, and He starts to spank. He is not spanking nearly as hard as He was earlier, but He does not need to...they all hurt.
I am 'ouching' from the beginning. I am wearing my plug, He spanks over the plug, on one cheek then the other, over both cheeks, He is avoiding my thigh area. I am getting very vocal, trying to remember to breathe. He finally lowers my legs, and moves on to soothing me. Rubbing and massaging, talking quietly to me.
Of course, His soothing leads me to thinking about other things, since I can start to feel myself getting very wet and ready....Master is grinning, as He spreads my wetness, and brings me right to the point of pleading for a permission. Permissions are granted, and I hear myself grunting and groaning, having a primal reaction that I have no control over. Just when I think I am finished and catching my breath, Master decides it is time for a round two, and sure enough, I am off, even louder this time. I am squirting, and I can feel Master deciding to fill me with His hand, .....
I just collapse trying to breathe, Master gets up and tells me not to move a muscle....not sure I could if I wanted to. He returns and lies on top of me, covering me with His hairy chest, hugging me tightly, making me feel not only owned, but very safe and....exactly where I belong.
hugs abby
After my naked kneeling and breast 'mauling' I am over His lap. He starts in with a small paddle, I look back and ask about a warm-up. He tells me these light taps are my warm-up, I should enjoy them. They are light taps...that are too soon halted. Time to change to the maintenance paddle, it still is M/M day, Sets of 25, getting harder as He progresses to 100. I am squirming and being very vocal, with each set the spanks get harder...or so it seems to my bottom.
Master is massaging my body, talking softly, getting me to relax. It is working until I hear, time for part 2, harder play time. He reaches for the small bath brush, He feels me tense a little, so He starts with the brush side. Yes, there is a good side to that bath brush. He uses it all over, gently, not so gently, and even tries spanking me with that side. I tell Him, He could use that side all evening...He laughs.
He does ask if I would like a break before the spanking continues. I am on my knees, starting off slowly, speeding up then slowing down. Master lets me control the ebb and flow for a bit, then grabs my hair and takes control. He is completely in charge, I am His receptacle.
Master asks if I am ready for a second round with the brush. He says He wants to try a new position....I am thinking the could be interesting, I am not the most agile person in the world. He says....diaper position....ahhh...I quickly tell Him we have tried that position, once, and it was memorable....not in a wonderful way. It was uncomfortable, and the spanking is on taut skin, so it really hurt. Master says He does not remember, so He needs a refresher.
I am on my back, He is holding my legs up straight, and He starts to spank. He is not spanking nearly as hard as He was earlier, but He does not need to...they all hurt.
I am 'ouching' from the beginning. I am wearing my plug, He spanks over the plug, on one cheek then the other, over both cheeks, He is avoiding my thigh area. I am getting very vocal, trying to remember to breathe. He finally lowers my legs, and moves on to soothing me. Rubbing and massaging, talking quietly to me.
Of course, His soothing leads me to thinking about other things, since I can start to feel myself getting very wet and ready....Master is grinning, as He spreads my wetness, and brings me right to the point of pleading for a permission. Permissions are granted, and I hear myself grunting and groaning, having a primal reaction that I have no control over. Just when I think I am finished and catching my breath, Master decides it is time for a round two, and sure enough, I am off, even louder this time. I am squirting, and I can feel Master deciding to fill me with His hand, .....
I just collapse trying to breathe, Master gets up and tells me not to move a muscle....not sure I could if I wanted to. He returns and lies on top of me, covering me with His hairy chest, hugging me tightly, making me feel not only owned, but very safe and....exactly where I belong.
hugs abby
Saturday, October 1, 2016
Eleven minutes of bliss....
Yesterday was one of 'those' days....by the end of the day, I was thinking, stiff drink time. Master suggested a nice long hand spanking. He always (almost) has such great suggestions. When I am over his lap, He tells me look at the clock, it is 19 after the hour. He tells me I will get 11 minutes of uninterrupted hand spanking. Starting off lightly and building up...when He is done I am so relaxed. He starts to scratch and pinch my bottom, I am squirming in no time...He chuckles, nerve endings all awake?
Master then starts to search through His bag, and comes up with the damn Yankees paddle. Yes, a gift from me, foolish me. I know He is grinning, without even having to look, and I hear, time for my 11 minutes. I groan, but just a little. He does start off slowly, and I settle in quickly, but this 11 minutes does seem a bit longer than the first.
You can probably guess what comes, next....yes, I am giving Master 11 minutes of bliss. Neither one of us was paying attention to the clock...by it was just long enough:)! Master then starts to work His magic on my, no way am I hanging on for 11 minutes. But I give it my best, until I just start exploding, leaving a wet, soppy mess...and I collapse.
Master pulls me up and onto His lap, He is holding me close and as I start to get my wits about me, His fingers travel back to see if I am truly spent. Much to my surprise....it seems I am not. As He is holding me tight, I cum again and again. Finally i just melt into Him, needing to be as close as possible.
Finally I just snuggle in.......for much more than 11 minutes.
hugs abby
Master then starts to search through His bag, and comes up with the damn Yankees paddle. Yes, a gift from me, foolish me. I know He is grinning, without even having to look, and I hear, time for my 11 minutes. I groan, but just a little. He does start off slowly, and I settle in quickly, but this 11 minutes does seem a bit longer than the first.
You can probably guess what comes, next....yes, I am giving Master 11 minutes of bliss. Neither one of us was paying attention to the clock...by it was just long enough:)! Master then starts to work His magic on my, no way am I hanging on for 11 minutes. But I give it my best, until I just start exploding, leaving a wet, soppy mess...and I collapse.
Master pulls me up and onto His lap, He is holding me close and as I start to get my wits about me, His fingers travel back to see if I am truly spent. Much to my surprise....it seems I am not. As He is holding me tight, I cum again and again. Finally i just melt into Him, needing to be as close as possible.
Finally I just snuggle in.......for much more than 11 minutes.
hugs abby
Friday, September 30, 2016
One Thing I Say I Think, but I don't...Sept. 30
I spent my walk time this morning trying to come up with something for this post. I have gone this far, I can't falter on the last day. I finished my walk with no ideas. So...I am going to 'adjust' the title....lol. I did think of something I say, but don't mean...close enough, right?
What I say that I don't often mean.....I'm fine or I'm OK. I have become pretty good at it, saying with a smile and some conviction. Why do I say it when I am not?, Maybe because I figure it is something people say or ask, and are not all that interested in a long answer if I happen to be in a not so good place. Maybe, because I spent a long time building walls to protect myself and old habits die hard....or just hand around. There is one person who does not buy that answer, no matter how convincing I think I am being...and I am pretty sure you all know who that is.
And you know what....that makes me a very lucky lady...and a very pleased lady that I have complete the September challenge.
hugs abby
What I say that I don't often mean.....I'm fine or I'm OK. I have become pretty good at it, saying with a smile and some conviction. Why do I say it when I am not?, Maybe because I figure it is something people say or ask, and are not all that interested in a long answer if I happen to be in a not so good place. Maybe, because I spent a long time building walls to protect myself and old habits die hard....or just hand around. There is one person who does not buy that answer, no matter how convincing I think I am being...and I am pretty sure you all know who that is.
And you know what....that makes me a very lucky lady...and a very pleased lady that I have complete the September challenge.
hugs abby
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