Weekend at the Lake

Saturday, July 9, Out to dinner. A new place here in town, we tried it out. Quite nice, but she had two margarettas with dinner and sleep was her only thought. There was no spanking on Saturday.

Sunday, July 10, another perfect weather day here in NY. Took a boat ride, cut and burned brush and generally enjoyed the day. Dinner served and enjoyed, settled in with a beer. About 8:30 she said 'I think you need to be spanked', I could only say 'Yes Ma'am' and walked to the bedroom. She had already been there and laid out some implements, the rubber spatula, doubled belt and the riding bat. I took position and stuck my ass out as far as I could providing a good target for her. She slipped on a pair of leather gloves and began the warm up. A bit of different texture with the leather gloves, but a spanking just the same. With the brief warm up over, the swats morphed into full force and a hard hand spanking was underway. Several minutes later the rubber spatula was called on to provide some sting to my ass. Covering both cheeks with hornet like stings, the spatula was accomplishing its task as my eyes welled up and began to tear. That short rubber implement has earned a place in her arsenal of toys. With my cheeks inflamed, she slid it between my thighs, and by now, we all know what that means. I spread as she tapped my thighs. Not to the max, but I was spread enough for my balls to hang freely. Instead of CBT with that toy, she must have decided enough of this stinging, time for some hard swats. She turned to the doubled belt for that. Lashing my ass with the belt from both sides and directly behind me, she soon had me in tears. More than 50 strikes turned my skin a cherry red and quite sore. The riding bat was next up and it took up where the belt left off. Whip-like swats stung my ass as she covered all areas including sit spots and upper thighs. Slaps to inner thighs and inner cheeks with an occasional swat to the family jewels had me yelping with every strike. The rubber spatula returned with the sole intent of tormenting my balls. The first swat was an uppercut solidly on the hanging pair. I recoiled for protection, but almost instantly knew I must reposition. I stuck my ass back out and spread a bit further like an open invitation. She took full advantage, spanking my balls from many angles. The spatula was rested,but the gloved hands took its place and more torment was given to my balls. Then she reached around my chest and the fingers in the leather gloves found their target. She pinched, pulled and twisted my nipples until I screamed. The attention went back to my balls for a few more swats. As a parting shot, both the riding bat and the belt returned for about 20 more hard swats each. I wobbley stood and thanked her for giving me a good spanking. Two more days at camp and I have no idea what to expect.

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