Birthday and Maintenance

Friday, July 23, Maintenance and her birthday spanks both due. Many of you will recall, when we left the party in NJ, we decided on Wednesday for the next maintenance spanking. That changed on Wednesday as her birthday was on Thursday, so we simply moved the maintenance to coinside with her birthday and me taking her spanking. Thursday arrived and again, as many of you know, we are involved in a major project at our home and construction crews were here. We both worked along with them in the 95+ degree heat of the day. By nightfall, we were both so exhausted, we simply could not even think about spanking. As Friday evening rolled around, after dinner I asked if she was spanking me. "Yes, I am" she replied. "In fact, no time like now". I retreated to the bedroom and took position over the pillow on the edge of the bed. She got out the leather strap and short leather flogger. She walked behind me and began to warm my ass with light to medium hand spanks. Pink cheeks were then treated to a good bare hand spanking. Following several minutes of hand spanking, she grabbed the leather flogger. Standing behind me, she began to flog cheeks, sit spots and upper thighs. She did not spread my legs and go for the good parts, but soundly flogged everything else. I was holding position well as she flogged for several minutes. The last implement was in her hand shortly after the final flogger lash landed. Our leather strap is well worn and is near retirement. I am in the process of making a new one. The strap is still able to deliver a good lash as she quickly demonstrated. She struck my ass from many directions over the next many minutes moistening my eyes and reddening my entire area. When she completed that segment and laid down the strap, I began to move a bit. She placed a hand on my lower back to still my movement and said "It is birthday time... now that you are spanked, I'm going to make sure your get SPANKED". I had the feeling all the birthday swats would be very hard. Her bare hand stung my ass on the first hard spank. Successive ones were no softer. Each one seemed harder even though I know that was not possible. She continued without pause, one per year of age. Damn, I wish she were younger. When she reached the magic number she gave the 'one to grow on' too. That was fun she explained, let's do it again. I thought she meant next year, but noooo. the flogger was in her hand. Standing just to my left, she let the flogger fly in a horizontal swing, covering both cheeks with the leather falls. ONE, I thought...oh God, here we go. I was not wrong as the flogger met my cheeks repeatedly. I did not dare move a muscle and forced myself to take every swat she delivered. As the total was reached, I breathed deeply. Three times a charm, she chirped as she picked up the strap. I clenched my teeth now knowing I would be strapped too. If I thought the old strap had lost its effectiveness, I was sorely mistaken. Accent on the word sorely. All landed across both cheeks soundly. When finished, including the 'one to grow on', my ass was crimson with the slowly fading strap marks in darker red. I faintly uttered 'Happy Birthday" as I stood. The traditional hug and thanks preceeded the dice roll. A two appeared, scheduling Monday for my next spanking. She just smiled saying it was a long weekend.

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