Thursday, May 30, Maintenance Day.  A different Thursday night, no club meeting as the RR convention opened.  A great day with friends and colleagues.  A late dinner and shower were over when she said 'I'm going to swat your ass now'.  Leading me to the bedroom and placing me in position, the due spanking was at hand.  Bending over the pillow and presenting my bare ass, I was submitting for my maintenance session.  She placed the implements to be used and began the warm up.  The leather slapper, flexible leather paddle, purse paddle and doubled belt all lay waiting their turn in the spanking.

She chose the slapper to administer the warm up.  Light but firm strikes began to warm the skin on exposed cheeks.  Several minutes went by as the strokes intensity increased steadily.  Leather toys are some of my favorites and my ass was treated to the flexible paddle taking its turn.  Hard stinging blows rained down as my cheeks went from pink and warm to red and sore.  The paddling went on for several minutes.  I held position as she picked up the dreaded purse paddle.  A small area, short handle, solid cherry wood implement gives a very painful strike.  On alternating cheeks,the paddle landed causing yelps and quickly producing tears.  I stood slightly to reduce the taught skin on my ass, but the paddling went on.  Yelps turned to howls as the wood paddle deepened the redness and doubled the pain being absorbed.  Finally she rested the implement, but the spanking was far from over.  She pushed my shoulders down until my chest contacted the pillow again which made my ass protrude outward.  Her bare hand began spanking both cheeks hard.  Covering every inch of the target, the bare hand delivered a traditional spanking.  Several minutes went by before the final implement was brought on.  The doubled belt lashed across both cheeks horizontally.  Repeated strokes took their toll on already well spanked cheeks.  Full tears slid down my face as yelps filled the room.  Switching to my left side, the belting continued.  Strike after strike stung very sore and crimson red ass cheeks as she continued.  Switching sides again many more strokes landed before she finally called an end to an uninterrupted 20 plus minute spanking.  Standing me upright, we hugged at length.  I thanked her as she whispered 'you belong to me and I love you'.  I tossed the dice and scheduled Sunday as the next day I will be spanked for maintenance. 

Again I thank and appreciate all readers and welcome all comments and questions regarding my maintenance spankings or any aspect of our 24/7 Domestic Discipline lifestyle. 

Sunday, May 26, Spanked for Maintenance.  Holiday weekend activities caused a spanking due on Saturday to slip by.  Sunday, however was not going to be the same.  Late in the morning hours, I found myself lying across a big pillow on the bed with rope being woven to hold my legs open and wrists from moving.  Next to me were today's implements:  Doubled belt, purse paddle, riding bat, narrow hair brush and the braided leather loopy johnny.

She began with a traditional bare hand warm up.  The position I was in provided maximum exposure to the lower and inner cheeks, anus and back of the balls.  The warm up included all those locations as well as the full cheeks also on display.  The rope and pillow gave little mobility and zero shock absorbing capability.  The narrow hair brush was designed to strike these areas and it lived up it its intended purpose.  My inner cheeks and sit spots took most of the abuse the hair brush dealt out.  Not that the full cheeks along with everything else didn't receive their share of the many minutes of hairbrushing.  A brief scrubbing of the anus and balls completed its segment of this spanking.  It seemed clear to me the lower cheeks, sit spots and upper thighs were today's chosen areas.  The riding bat tried its hand and succedded in further stinging those red and tenderized areas.  Yelps and moist eyes were a given as she continued for several minutes.  Some additional hand spanking was interspersed between these implements with several swats on the full cheeks as well.  However it was clear the majority were aimed at and hit the already inflamed areas detailed above.  Tears filled my eyes and it was difficult to glance at the clock as she continued.  Forty minutes had passed, but my tender areas felt like it was an eternity.  Still tied, spread and helpless, there was nothing that could be done as the braided loopy johnny whisked thru the air.  It landed with a crack and a loud yelp as the braided leather bit into the red and tender flesh of my lower cheeks.  How skilful she is in landing strikes directly on the sit spots.  Howls sounded after each strike, but they continued.  Left sit spot, right sit spot repeatedly with an occasional shot squarely on my anus.  More tears, more howls accompanied more strokes.  A few hit the meaty full cheeks, but with legs being tied open, the lower and inner cheeks were getting most of the attention..  I guess it was time for a new approach as the double belt landed a hard vertical swat.  I say vertical as she was standing between my spread legs and striking alternative cheeks.  Howls became screams as the belt went on about its task of soundly spanking my full cheeks.  Over and over it landed as I could barely move to lessen the blow.  Finally the belt came to a rest.  I could feel her loosening the rope on my wrists.  Soon I would be free, I thought.....wrong.  She came back to my legs and pulled me toward her until my hips bent and feet hit the floor.  Not good enough, she pulled my hips more until my ass was protruding outward with legs still spread.  The belt was not finished as she stood aside me and swung horizontally striking across both cheeks at onee.  Tears were flowing, screams were echoing and the belt was slapping.  First from the right side, then the left.  A solid belting was delivered.  Sit spots, inner cheeks, lower cheeks, upper thighs were still red as the full cheeks were in catch up mode.  Oh no!!! there was still an implement to come on.  The purse paddle was to be the finale.  Screams followed each strike as alternatively she paddled each cheek.  The solid cherry wood was not giving a bit as my ass took the force.  A sound paddling went on as tears flowed, screams continued, and minutes passed.  She ended with a bare hand stroke on each cheek.  My ass, every inch of it, inside, lower cheeks, upper cheeks, and sit spots were red and sore.  An hour and 15 minute maintenance spanking to be remembered.  After being untied, I tossed the dice and watched as a '3' came up.  Adding one, scheduled Thursday as the next time I will submit to a maintenance spanking.

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Thursday, May 23, A make up maintenance day.  Originally scheduled for Wednesday, our summer schedule has swung into gear and the spanking just got overlooked Wednesday night.  In fact on Thursday morning we were nearly dressed to leave for the day when she said, 'Wait, you have not been spanked'.  I said, well we hardly have time now, I am dressed.  Not so fast she said while getting out the doubled belt, drop your pants, you're getting a good belting right now. 

While lowering my clothing and presenting my bare ass, I thought this may be the first spanking in many years where I have not been totally nude.  She wasted no time in starting the procedure with a mere token warm up of about 12 or 15 light strokes.  My cheeks were barely warm when the belt began to mean business.  Standing on my left side, she lashed my ass with horizontal strokes.  I hardly ever count strokes, but being a different and quick spanking in this case, I decided to count.  Twenty times the leather struck skin.  A pause only long enough for her to switch to standing on my right side.  Another 20 strokes landed from a different angle.  Another pause while she pulled my hips backward enough to protrude my ass further to enhance the target.  Pushing my head and shoulders back in contact with the pillow, she then delivered a third set of 20 hard belt strokes.  Once again switching to the other side, she completed the spanking with the last set of 20 strokes.  She said we were done and while pulling up my pants, I realized it would have to go about our errands for the day with flaming red and sore cheeks.  A very brief spanking of 80 belt strokes would have to serve as my maintenance.  The dice must have known after tossing, it came up a '2'.  Sunday will be maintenance day and I would think it won't be as short as this one.

Sorry for the delay in this reporting and as always, your questions and comments are very welcome and will be addressed right here.

Sunday, May 19...Spanking party serves as maintenance spanking.   Originally scheduled for Friday, the maintenance was put off till today due to a slight injury to my hip.  We just arrived home from Atlanta on what became an awful drive.  Two construction delays and two traffic accidents, one major, caused us to get home about 10 :30.  However the party was very good.  Not good for finding available female dominants but a wonderful atmosphere with a full dungeon for the full 5 hours.  Stripping right away, my first session was with Ms Mirage on the half circle.  We met many new folks and became fast friends.  I scoped out many scenes as  she completed sessions with two lucky male submissives.  One was making his first visit to a dungeon.  Catching up with me again, she directed me to the spanking bench in the middle of the large dungeon room.  Straddling this large bench spreads my legs and puts my cheeks, anus and back of my balls on display for anyone to see.  I think she used every implement in the travel bag on me.  At least 4 floggers, purse paddle, flexible leather paddle, riding crop, rubber strap, Board of Correction wood paddle, doubled belt and a few more I can't recall.  All left their mark on me as the cheeks were bright red.  We took another quick snack break.  The appearance of many couples denied me from finding a female dominant for a session.  Time flew and near the end she found me again and we went to the cross in one of the side room dungeons.  Removing my wrap, rendering me totally nude again, she placed me on the St. Andrews cross for another sound spanking.  Again the toy bag was emptied and each implement was again used to spank my ass for maintenance.  Peeled off the cross with red and sore cheeks, we began the process of saying good bye to many folks and getting dressed.  We began the long ride home which took nearly 4 hours.  Tossing the dice, a '2' came up making Wednesday the next maintenance day.

Thanks to all readers and please do not hesitate to ask questions or leave comments.

Monday, May 13, Maintenance Day.  Once again, sorry for the delay in reporting this episode of my maintenance program.  Told to report nude and present in a slightly different position, I saw two wood backed hair brushes at the ready.  Already nude, I climbed on the bed, placed my hips over a pillow with knees at the edge of the bed next to the hair brush and the narrow hair brush.

Waiting with ass in the air, head down, I heard her enter the room.  She stood at the edge of the bed between my legs creating a somewhat modified wheelbarrow position.  Bare hands met bare cheeks as the warm up began.  Soon the warm up must have been complete because a good bare hand spanking ensued and went on for many minutes.  Next the hairbrush was in her hand and being swung toward my immobile ass.  Smacking repeatedly, the hairbrush spanked with authority causing yelps from me.  Unable to move, and supported with the pillow, my cheeks had to absorb the force of the classic hairbrush spanking she was administering.  Finally a pause as she laid the hairbrush down but grasped my ankles and separated my legs to the max.  I knew what was coming next and braced myself as best I could.  The narrow hairbrush wasted no time in finding its target, landing strikes on inner cheeks, asshole and balls.  Yelps turned to howls and tears moistened my eyes and overflowed.  The narrow hairbrush thoroughly spanked the sit spots and complete cheeks as well.  Another  pause as she walked around the foot of the bed and I heard the drawer open....what was in store for me???  Now standing at the edge of the bed my head was on she could easily reach the target of my reddened raised cheeks.  The surprise implement struck without warning and its smack echoed about the room.  The flexible leather paddle was in the game.

The echo of my yelp followed the slap of the paddle.  The second strike was a mere two seconds away...then the next and the next every other second for several minutes.  A sound paddling from the leather was in full swing.  Cheeks got redder and got stung from the strikes of the leather paddle.  Returning to the opposite side of the bed, the narrow hairbrush now began to scour my anus and back of my balls and giving a good polishing to my guiche piercing.  A few more strokes from the hairbrush on full red cheeks was followed by her climbing up on the bed and rolling me over.  Legs still open she began a full blown CBT segment. Lots of cock and ball spanking accompanied by nipple torment.  All of this led to things we do not discuss here and in effect ended the spanking.  Later, when we both came to after a brief nap, I tossed the dice and scheduled Friday as the next maintenance day.  At that time, I will again be stripped, turned ass up and spanked.

Readers, I again thank you for your support and appreciate your waiting for me to get the report to print.  Your comments and questions are welcome and will be individually answered.

Wednesday, May 8, Spanked for Maintenance.  A day late again, but here is the report of my latest maintenance spanking.  I knew it was the right day and the spanking was going to happen as I had been out on an errand.  Upon entering the house she stated there were implements out and ready so remove your clothes and prepare to be spanked.  I obeyed, totally stripping, placing myself over the pillow and presenting my ass.  On the bed were the doubled belt, rubber thumper, purse paddle, riding bat and the rubber strap along with my nude body in a compromised position. 

 She entered and the warm up began with a bare hand spanking.  Soft at the start and increasingly harder as a good warm up should be.  Soon the doubled belt was being swung horizontally lashing both cheeks with meaningful strokes.  I arched my back further protruding my ass to meet the leather to accept a good belting.  The rubber thumper came on and thumped my reddened cheeks.  Covering both with rapid strokes it moved to lower cheeks and upper thighs never slowing or missing a beat.  Then the inner thigh tapping....the signal to spread my legs.  I spread and received several solid thumps to my anus.  Yelps and moist eyes were the results.  Then more thigh tapping and further leg spreading until everything I owned was exposed and vulnerable.  Thumping continued to my asshole and balls as yelping increased.  A very brief pause before my cheeks were treated to the sting of the riding bat.  Both cheeks were not alone as the bat also stung my anus, balls and cock.  Eyes yielded tears as yelping became the response to every strike.  A good strapping with the rubber strap was delivered to a red and quite sore ass.  An occasional uppercut strike to balls and anus was also included.  The strap gave way to an encore of the belt.  The two inch wide leather slapped alternating cheeks with authority for several minutes.  Howls and tears escaped as the belting went on.  Unbelievably, the strap returned as well.  She pulled my hips back a bit protruding my ass further and grasped my package to keep me from moving.  Both cheeks took another sound strapping.  I went limp when the strap rested but the belt returned for a third segment with a series of strikes that shot pain through me.  Not to be outdone, the purse paddle took the final segment with a rapid fire attack on an ass that was crimson and sore.  Several minutes of paddling from the cherry wood brought me to the verge of screaming.  She sensed I could take no more and ended the spanking with two sound swats, one on each cheek.  She helped me to stand and I hugged, kissed and thanked her for delivering a 35 minute maintenance spanking not to be forgotten soon.  I tossed the dice and scheduled the next spanking for Monday.

Many thanks to readers and a special thank you to Nora Jane for her input.  Questions and comments are always welcome and will be answered. 

Wednesday, May 1, Maintenance Day.  Spanking was on time, reporting is late.  The appointed time came about and I reported totally nude to meet her.  She, holding tonights weapons of ass destruction, calmly said 'bend over and present your ass, it is time for your spanking'.  I obeyed and got into position over the edge of the bed with a pillow further raising my hips.  She laid out the implements which were the double belt, rubber thumper and purse paddle.

The doubled belt was chosen to open and deliver the warm up.  Moderate strokes began to warm my vulnerable cheeks.  An occasional hard stroke is inserted as the warm up continued.  Soon the scenario changed and more hard strokes landed with an occasional moderate stroke.  Before long there were hardly any moderate strokes as the hard strikes took over.  Both cheeks took many strikes and became hot and deep pink.  Next the rubber thumper was at bat.  Before the first strike, she reached between my legs and forced them to open more.  I complied but the thumper wanted more access and tapped my upper thighs, I spread further.....more tapping, more spreading until I was at max spread with cheeks open, cock and balls swinging freely.  The first meaningful strike from the thumper landed squarely and soundly on my ass hole.  Then another and another followed by a few on my exposed balls.  She moved up to my cheeks and continued the pounding.  Now back to my balls and anus.  Reaching thru to hold my cock still to accept a few swats.  The reason for the maximum spread of my legs was clear as my balls and anus were the target and took many strikes before it rested.   The bare hand took over spanking my ass hole soundly and repeatedly.  Several on each cheek as well as my eyes moistened.  The purse paddle came forth with a solid smack on each cheek.  Yelps escaped from my lips as tears formed.  Many more followed before the bare hand took over again.  A hard bare hand spanking was being administered.  Included in the bare hand portion were a few more on my anus and balls.  The finale was an encore from the purse paddle.  Rapid fire on alternating cheeks as yelps turned to howls.  My entire ass was now crimson as she finally quit.  I stood, hugged and kissed her thanking her for spanking me.  I tossed the dice and caught a break.  A six appeared giving me until next Wednesday before presenting my ass again to be spanked for maintenance.

Questions and comments are welcome and will be answered.  Many thanks to all readers and followers of this blog.