Despite my declining health situation this weekend..... It wasn't a total loss. Sir wanted to play and play we did... with consideration given to my total lack of energy, enthusiasm, and strength.
On Saturday afternoon, Sir had me stretch out on the sofa.. made sure i was nice and comfy (isn't He just too sweet??!!! ) AND He even gave me a code.. red meant i was cold and to continue with the warm up.. yellow meant i was warming up and green meant .. i am nice and hot go for it!! (wasn't that just so sweet of Him??!!)
i was lying there while He used the cute lil hand crop that has this nasty sting.. and right away i said "RED" i was really enjoying having these codes.. Sir was going nice and easy and it was feeling soooooo very nice!! and again i said "RED" .. and trust me folks i was grinning from ear to ear.. THIS was fun!!
A couple of times Sir cranked it up to what i considered YELLOW and i yelled RED.. no no .. i am still cold.. keep doing what You are doing. And He did!!! (isn't He just too sweet??!!) i am not too sure how long this went on.. Sir trying to crank it up .. me yelling RED.. but eventually Sir said "This is getting tiring" and He pulled the ottoman over and sat down .. but He kept up a nice level of spanking.. i was glowing and thoroughly enjoying it !! i was feeling very spoiled.. lying all comfy cozy on the sofa.. Sir following the codes.. yes siree i was feeling nice and spoiled.
Then Sir felt my ass.. and commented that He thought it was getting nice and warm.... and He reached for the quirt........ RED i yelled.. He must have missed that one.. cause the quirt was used.. after a few hits from the quirt i had to admit .. yeah maybe i was up to yellow...... when He hit me a few good hits.. i tried RED again.. He must have missed that one too... cause He kept up with the stinging bites of the quirt. And by now He was standing and enjoying giving His whole arm a good work out..
Next came that blessed tack paddle i made Him for Christmas. i remembered the code.. it was there.. right on the end of my tongue.. but for some strange reason i couldn't remember which colour to call.. and stranger yet .. it didn't seem important... At first He used the back side of the paddle.. and i thought oh my god that damn thing doesn't even sting.... and how right i was (when it was first used on me without the tacks) to grade it as a wimpy paddle. But then Sir turned it over.. and placed the tack side down on my ass.. telegraphing what was coming. i could feel the coolness of the tacks against my ass.. i could feel a little prick as He pushed it down deeper into the skin.. and then the whallop and the next whallop... It is interesting to me that as much as those tacks are breaking skin and as much as i am bleeding.. it doesn't hurt as bad as one might imagine.......... BUT then maybe i was way past YELLOW and into GREEN???!!
Finally He reached for the cane....... i think i may have protested "NOT the cane!" but i honestly don't remember.. i DO remember Sir showing me the cane at one point and saying i was bleeding all over it... but i didn't see a damn thing...... The next thing i remember was Sir asking me where the Witch Hazel was (i am allergic to alcohol so Witch Hazel is used instead) and i remembering muttering a couple of places it might be.. and then i remember this wonderful warm cloth being put over my sore and bleeding ass.. and it just being left there.. the warmth oozing down into the burning hurt..... And then the witch hazel being used to disinfect and wash away the blood.. and then lying all comfy cozy on the recliner with my quilt covering me basking in the glories of endorphins.........
Oh yeah........... and i never told you all what Sir brought for me .. in celebration of Valentine's day........... it is much better to show you then explain.............
i love orchids !!! Here is a close up..........
Now i ask you !!!!!!!! isn't Sir just too sweet??!!!