Maintenance - Part One

Sunday, February 26, Maintenance Day. One day late as the weekend enjoyment overflow went longer than expected. Saturday night was just too late, so midway thru the day today, Sunday, she casually reminded me I was going to be spanked this evening. We did arrive home a bit later than we would have liked, but after dinner she said at 9 pm I was getting spanked....PERIOD. At the exact hour, I draped myself over the pillows and presented my bare ass. Rummaging thru the toy bag, she came out with tonights 3 implements. The warm up began with the usual mild swats with her bare hand. After bringing my cheeks to an even pink color and a pleasent warmth, she began to actually spank me. Hard swats rained down on cheeks, sit spots and upper thighs as I began to squirm and yelp a bit. The hand spanking continued for about 3 minutes leaving my ass very warm and quite red. It was time for the parade of implements and the Riding Bat led things off.

A few token swats with the full length shaft left long red lines across both cheeks. Much like a short cane, she left even lines from thighs to the top of my cheeks. Then, changing to a whip like motion, the leather tip stung my flesh as she covered my ass with red marks from the riding bat. Swishing thru the air, stinging my cheeks and ending with a yelp from me was the procedure for the next few minutes. When the segment finished, about 3 minutes later, I was covered with red marks from the riding bat. "That was nice", she said as she grabbed the next implement.... the Flexible Leather Paddle.

This implement is a staple for a solid paddling. A fur side for thud and a smooth leather side for a good sting. Flexible enough for the spanker to swing full force and deliver a very solid strike. A full minute of thud strikes from the fur side before switching to the leather to really sting my ass. My yelping after each swat was proof to her that a good paddling was being given. I gave it my best shot at holding position, but with the fast and hard paddling it was very difficult. She paddled for a good three minutes before slowing to a stop. My red cheeks must have been glowing by now, but the final implement was yet to make its appearence. The Big Wood Paddle was present for the second straight maintenance spanking.

I made this paddle and it is one of my favorites. Not because it is my own work, but I do enjoy a good paddling and this device is the best at delivering it. She gave me about 5 very hard swats about 5 seconds apart. I either moved too much or was not in proper position from the leather paddling, but she paused and set the paddle aside. Moving my hips back with both hands, she put me in the position she wanted, with my ass protruding out as far as possible. To be sure I did not lose that vulnerable stance, she reached around my hips with her left hand, grasping a fist full of cock and balls held me immobile. Now her right hand again took up the wood paddle. A hard, rapid fire paddling was covering both cheeks. My yelping was as constant as the paddling. Then a burst on my left cheek followed by a duplicate on my right cheek. I was howling, but she was not stopping. Returning to the one per 5 seconds tempo, she swung full force for several swats. Tightening her grip on my package, she went back to the rapid fire swats as fast and hard as she could. I was in full tears by now, but the paddling went on. Slow tempo and rapid fire, the wood paddle was treating my ass to a very sound paddling. The short, hard segment ended the session as she released my balls and set the paddle down. I stood, kissed her and thanked her for another short but hard spanking. She told me not to toss the dice as my brother would be with us on Tuesday and Wednesday nights. So, she is spanking me one last time on Thursday. This will give me a good sore ass to begin our drive home on Friday.

Thanking all readers for following our entire month long trip to sunny Florida and the inconsistence of my posting of these episodes. Your comments and questions are very much appreciated and will be answered as soon as I can get to them. Just a few days left before we are back at home and into a more regimented spanking schedule. Stay with us and thank you again.

Maintenance Spanking

Monday, February 20, guests gone, weekend over, but maintenance was needed and delivered. It was great having friends here with us and receiving spankings from both ladies. We took a short trip to another RR track for Friday, thru Sunday to see different folks and run their railroad. Monday evening rolled around and she felt a maintenance session was due and told me to prepare for it. I got out the toy bag, placed the pillows on the corner of the bed, took position with ass out and waited. She came in and took two toys from the collection and began the warm up phase with her bare hands. Covering both cheeks with single and two hand swats, she increased the force gradually until a full blown spanking was in progress. A slight pause while she armed herself with the first implement. The Riding Bat.

The familiar swish thru the air a split second before the stinging slap to my spanked cheeks told me the segment had begun. The whip-like motion allows the wide leather tip to sting harshly on contact. It takes many strokes to cover the full cheeks and upper thighs along with the crease between them. My ass was an even toned deep pink color when the segment began, but now ws being dotted with butterfly shapped darker red marks. She was whipping my ass soundly with the bat as I yelped in response to each strike. The duration was short, but the strikes were hard as it appeared to be another short but hard maintenance spanking. After resting the Riding Bat, she commenced to deliver another segemt of hand spanking. Hard swats were the means and a sore ass was the goal. The Big Wood Paddle was next.

I must have slid a bit out of place during the hand spanking and the assault of the Riding Bat as she began to adjust my position. She straightened my legs a bit, pulled my torso backacross the pillows, and moved my hips back from the bed. I was still head down but my ass was protruding promeimently into the room. I imagine my red cheeks made a perfect target. The paddle is made of 3/8 inch thick, 5-ply Baltic Birch plywood and measures over 8 inches across and 16 inches to the tip of the handle. She drew it back and let fly a hard swat that instantly welled up my eyes. My verbal response had barely died out when the next hard swat landed. Over and over again this played out. I had no reason to believe it would end soon and it did not. After each yelp, I struggled to stick my ass out to accept another. She was more than pleased to oblige me with another hard swat. I yelped, she paddled, I yelped, she paddled and in keeping with the short but hard theme, ended a few minutes later. Now deep red in color and sore deep into the tissue, my ass had all it wanted from the big wood paddle. I straightened up and tossed the dice. Tumbling across the floor and careening off two walls it came to rest showing a '4'. Adding the 1, I said, that's Saturday. "Yes", she said, "but tomorrow is Fat Tuesday and I think you will need a spanking before Saturday".

Thanks to all readers, new and established and thanks to those desiring to be a part of the fun by leaving a question or comment. Don't miss out, leave your contribution and receive a personal answer. I can't say for sure when the next spanking will be, even though it is scheduled for Saturday. As you have learned, different things happen on vacations.

Double Spanking from the Ladies

Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, spanked beyond belief. We had dear friends arrive on Saturday for a stay with us at the resort with the intention of multiple spankings for both of us guys. The fickle hand of fate played several cards at the airport from a delay getting to the gate to airport malfunctions to very late baggage delivery made our departure from there over two hours after their plane landed. Realizing then none of us had eaten, we stopped for a very late supper and unpn arrival to the resort, we were all ready for bed. The gals said the missed spanking for Sat would be made up Sunday. During the day at Disney, we made plans to use tonights Super Bowl game as the driver for the spanking with one difference.... both ladies would deliver the swats for points scored thus meaning the number received would be doubled. Fate again interceeded when we were unable to get them checked in as the staff had given their room to another couple during the day with the exact same last name. How strange was that???. Finally getting them another room and moved in, the game was near half time. I continued to keep track of the scoring but by games end, about 4 hours after it began, exhaused was a good word for all four of us. The ladies again told us to prepaet for increased spankings beginning on Monday. Enough of a background.

Monday, February 13, No more delays or happenstances to interrupt, we were to be spanked!. Following dinner and a short time to digest, the gals called us in. They had prepared two spanking locations and laid out every implement in our bag and what thay had brought. Placed in position with our unspanked asses vulnerable and raised, we were engulfed in a spanking marathon never imagined. With all those implements at their disposal, both began with a bare handed warm up which morphed into solid hand spankings. Switching partners, using all the implements, at least 4 different positions, several segments, a 45 minute spanking slowed to a pause. Ms Mirage then reminded us we had not been spanked for the game. Retrieving my score sheet, they decided to give us our due swats. If you saw the game, you recall it being an evenly match and high scoring affair. The combined swats earned by both teams was over 430, if I recall correctly. A different toy was used for each segment and by each spanker. We each got a good night OTK spanking from each of them before they retired to their room. My red, sore ass was put to bed and hardly moved until morning.

Tuesday, February 14, Valentines Day and Red Hearts were not the norm as Red Bottoms took the stage. Had a nice lunch with Friends visiting from Georgia and their friends and a short train excursion at our home track before returning to the resort and once again summoned together for our daily spanking. All the toys were out again and we took our positions on the stations they had prepared. I can't speak for him, but the soreness from yesterdays spanking rose quickly during the bare hand spanking I got from both of the gals. They rotated between us delivering sound segments with all the imppements. From over the bed, to OTK to hands against the wall and bending with hands on knees, they made sure our butts were kept in position. We both got subbtle reminders to keep their target clear like 'stick it out' or 'present' or 'ass up'. All implements got used including the evil ones like the purse paddle, rubber strap, rubber paddle, tawse along with hairbrushes, riding bat and belts. The cummulative effect of the second straight day was clearly evident.

Wednesday, February 15, A dinner out and dip in the hot tub was not going to discourage the gals. We were directed into position again with asses sore and further tenderized by the hot tub ready to be spanked again. Same scenario, all implements at the ready with both of us over their laps as their bare hands fell in nearly perfect rhythem. The warm up drifted into hard spankings as cheeks reddened quickly and overall soreness crept back in. They switched places, exchanged implements, placed us in different positions so seamless it felt the strikes never even paused. We learned soon that yelps, howls and even some tears were not going to affect the spanking they had in store for us. I do recall a segment with our purse paddle followed by the tawse. Not something I would ever ask for. In just over a half hour, the session wound down and we all enjoyed conversation while our bottoms cooled off.

Our friends left on Thursday and things will get back to normal soon. No dice were rolled and we agreed no spankings while we were away for the weekend. Perhaps Sunday evening on our return, but more likely on Monday. Thanks to all readers and be sure to leave a question or comment. It will be answered.

Spanked with Leather

Thursday, February 9, for the first in a while, a spanking was scheduled by the roll of the dice, it was due and I bent over, presented my bare ass to accept my dose of maintenance. She chose leather for this session and the three implements were placed evenly as she began the warm up. I would be lieing if I said the residual soreness from the make up spankings was gone. After the warm up the solid hand spanking she delivered brought it to the surface in short order. Covering the entire area, full cheeks, upper thighs and the crease, the short in duration but hard in force hand spanking was taking its toll. With legs open enough to accomodate the bed corner, even inner cheeks and asshole got swatted. Now it was leather time as she held the first of the three implements, the patent leather paddle.

A thing of beauty, but its steel backbone provides a good swat. My ass was getting a taste of the business end of this leather paddle. Solid strikes landed on each cheek in succession and soon I began to yelp. Strikes got harder, cheeks got redder, pain went deeper and yelps got louder as the paddling went on. A few on both cheeks and a few more on my lower cheeks and crease seemed to even out the assault before 5 extra hard landed on each cheek to finally end the short segment. I could see another short but hard maintenance spanking in the works. Keeping with the leather theme, my old friend the leather belt was next.

No stranger to her hand and not to my ass, the belt landed perfect lashes to both cheeks as I howled. Several on both cheeks before she went to an alternating method so each cheek got its own hard lashing. The two inch wide doubled belt is a fine implement and it was at its best. I was winceing with each strike but was determined to hold position and take the belting. Fortunate for me, she had determined on short segments. The down side was along with short came hard. Red and deeply sore cheeks got a two second reprieve while she swapped the belt for the final leather toy.... the broad sword paddle.

She laid the 4 inch wide steel reinforced double sided heavy leather paddle softly against my ass, as if to measure, before pulling back and let fly a stroke that rang my bell upon contact. I let go a howl, recoiled a bit, but stuck my ass out as a welcome mat. The measuring was over but the hard swats were not. Strike after strike landed squarly across both cheeks. A howl sounded after each recoil and each time I forced my ass out to accept another. She struck hard and in perfect tempo landing on nearly the same place. No deviation, just hard swat after hard swat for the short time period. When she finally delivered the last strike, I had been very soundly paddled. Perhaps only 10 to 12 minutes long, this maintenance spanking was one to remember. No need to roll the dice as on Saturday, our guests arrive for a short stay with us. A spanking from both ladies was expected every day to say the least.

Once again, a big thank you to all readers, new or established, for slugging thru my recent late postings. It can only get better, right. Your questions and comments make the blog more interesting, more informative and more fun for everyone. Leave your input today. Stay tuned over the next week as our guests arrive and no telling when or who will be getting spanked.

The Four Days of Spanking

Thursday, Feb 2, Aside from Ground Hog Day it turned out to be a spanking day as well. As you all learned from the last episode, we had been apart for about 10 days and she felt I needed to be spanked. Not for any wrong doing, just in general. She hinted it may take a few days to make up for missed spankings. We checked in here on Wednesday and most of Thursday was spent getting settled, grocery shopping etc. During the early evening she 'suggested' I get ready to be spanked. I may not be the most intelligent person here, but I fully understood her meaning. I set the toybag on the bed and draped myself over two pillows on the corner of the bed. She came in shortly and unpacked the bag finally deciding on 3 implements. The leather belt, the leather strap and the rubber strap. The traditional hand spanking led things off. Mild at first, then increasing as time passed. Nearly a full 5 minutes of hand spanking ended and the first implement was ready to pick up where the the bare hand left off.

The belt lashed across my cheeks with a loud slap. Several more landed with similar results. Soon she began to work each cheek alternatively, landing strikes to each in succession. Ms Mirage is skilled enough to work either right or left side from full cheek to sit spot to upper thigh and back again. Covering my entire ass with a solid belting. With the corner of the bed separating my legs a bit, she could isolate either side or belt both cheeks with a horizontal lash. 5 minutes later, I was feeling the results and imagined a red target was in view for the next implement.

The leather strap is much like the belt but much shorter and lighter. It is swung faster and is held closer to the target. It stings more and can be delivered at a faster pace than the belt. The rapid fire tempo of the strap stung my cheeks, sit spots and upper thighs in record time. The balance of the 5 minute segment merely increased the pain and red color of my flesh. Holding position became a chore while absorbing the onslaught of the leather strap. Burning cheeks, crease and upper thighs were not ready for the next implement, but it was sure to make an appearance.

The rubber strap needs no build up. Simply, it hurts like hell. The final 5 minutes of this short 20 minute session was to be the worst. With every strike of the conveyor belt rubber strap on already spanked, belted and strapped cheeks, my yelps turned to howls. My bare ass was being soundly rubber strapped. I struggled to keep from squirming. She placed a hand on my back as the strap landed over and over again. A much slower cadence than the leather strap, but much more pain. She finished with a statement which I already knew, saying 'your ass is very red'. No need to roll the dice, you are getting more tomorrow night.

Friday, February 3. Day 2 of the make-up spankings. Early in the evening, she called me to the bedroom where I found she had set up pillows and laid out implements. Five words were spoken... Bend over, you're getting spanked. Five implements were laid out, leather flogger, leather strap, hairbrush, broad sword paddle and rubber paddle.

I took my position, bent over the pillows, legs spread around the corner of the bed head down, balls swinging, waiting for my due spanking. A very brief bard hand warm up was over before I knew it. The feel of the leather falls of the flogger told me. Shoulders, back, hips and ass cheeks all got covered with strikes from a flogger. Following that, there was no discernable pattern or usage of the remaining implements. All got several short segments of varying intensity and duration. The hairbrush and paddles spanked while the strap and flogger lashed my bare cheeks. The entire session was short, but each implement had its hard swats, especially the rubber paddle which really lights up my ass. On top of yesterdays spanking, the soreness is building nicely.

Saturday, February 4. Got a reprieve today as we spent the day out including breakfast and dinner. I do not expect Sunday will pass with a spanking.

Sunday, February 5. I expected to be spanked and she did not disappoint. Watching TV in the early evening, near the end of a program, she stated it looked like a good time give you a spanking. I did not have to wait for any other direction. I padded off to the bedroom, placed two pillows on the corner of the bed, spread my legs open to straddle the corner, bent over and presented my bare ass to be spanked. In no time she arrived and rumbled thru the toy bag to find the implements she desired. She came out with the leather strap, the hairbrush and the tawse.

The implements set idle while she warmed my ass with her bare hand. As usual, the force increased near the end of the segment and several hard spanks gave my cheeks a good sting. Several upper cut swats to the family jewels to let me know they were quite visible and belonged to her. The leather strap came on to dispense a good segment of lashes to my cheeks, thighs and the crease in between. The strap covered all areas and the color was spread evenly just about the thme my eyes were welling up. Some good hard swats ended the segment with a flurry of strikes. A few more hand spanks before the next implement took over. Reaching between my thighs she caught hold of my balls and gave them a hard squeeze and a few good tugs. The hairbrush was still in its protective sheepskin cover when it began to spank my ass. Hard swats were muffled by the wooly sheepskin. About a minute later the cover was pulled off and the wood back of the brush was spanking bare flesh. A few minutes of this had me yelping, tears forming and I guess squirming a bit too much for her liking. Reaching around the front of my hips, she grasped my cock and held me immobile with a firm grip. Another minute or two of hair brush spanking had me tearing steadily. Releasing my cock, she grabbed my balls and pulled them backward. The coarse short bristles of the brush were dragged across the tender skin as I howled. She released the bright pink globes and allowed them to fall back in place. She was ready, the tawse was ready, but I was not. Brought back to reality by a good swat across both cheeks, I recoiled and howled. Reaching back around my hips, she again used natures handle to hold me still. As I have stated before, one does not have to swing the tawse very hard to produce very painful strikes. A few minutes of the tawse brought full tears streaming down my face. Eventually she dropped the tawse, but held me in place. Again the bare hand spanked my very sore red cheeks. A few more swats to my balls along with some good hard tugs ended the session. She told me she felt the make up spankings were over and asked how I liked being away from her for several days. I chocked out my response of not liking it at all. I asked if I should roll the dice and she said sure. I tossed the cube and it came to rest showing a '3'. Ah Thursday I said.

Readers, I have gone back on my intention to be prompt with the posting of these maintenance episodes. Where as the spankings have been irregular, I have become lacks in my duty to present them to you. Fort this I apologize. I hope your contributions to the blog in the form of your comments and questions will not follow suit. All will be answered here as prompt as possible. Vacation time at the resort is different and I will strive to keep the blog up to date. See you all after Thursday's spanking.

Playoff Game Spanking.

Sunday, Jan 22, The last of the round two NFL playoff games was soon to begin and she approached with two leather spanking implements. Telling me I was to be leaving in the morning and be apart from her for several days, and the last of the weekend football games, she felt I needed to be spanked. The San Francisco and Dallas game was about to kickoff and the implements were placed near where I would stand against the living room wall and stick my ass out to be spanked. She had chosen the leather belt for the 49'ers and the broad sword paddle for the Cowboys, I had a cold beer and the game was on.

A defensive struggle ensued as both teams were stymied on offense. The 49'ers broke the scoreless first quarter with a field goal. I took position against the wall as directed. Hands and toes touching the wall with ass sticking as far out as possible. She snapped the two sides of the belt together producing a meanacing sound before three very hard lashes struck across both cheeks. I had no idea what the scoring would be, but I envisioned a very hard spanking lie ahead.

Defense prevailed into the second quarter, but the Cowboys managed a touchdown, however they missied the extra point. I found the wall stance, presented my ass for a taste of the broad sword paddle. This is a great paddle. Smooth heavy leather surrounds a steel spine running the length of the implement. Wide, long and heavy enough to cover both cheeks with one solid swat. She delivered 6 very hard swats and had me yelping after the final two. San Francisco was far from idle during the quarter and scored two Field goals. Two separate trips to the wall with the first netting my cheeks 6 hard lashes. Not long after, 9 more times the belt lashed my bare cheeks. With a low score of 9 to 6 in favor of the 49'ers, the half ended. Time to refresh the snack tray and get more drinks before the game resumes.

A lack luster offensive third quarter saw Dallas only muster one field goal. With their total score lifted to 9 to tie the game, I got 9 more swats from the broad sword paddle. Each seemed harder that the previous one. Elasped time increased and scoring decreased and the quarter ended with the teams locked in a defensive battle and a tie game at 9 points each.

Something had to give and it did as San Francisco scored a touchdown of their own and made the extra point. It was spanking time and the belt struck for 15 strikes followed by 16 lashes. Dallas got another field goal bringing their total to 12 and I got 12 swats from the leather paddle. The 49'ers were not finished and kicked another field goal providing me with 19 more lashes from the belt. The game ended with San Francisco winning 19 to 12 and I got 27 swats from the paddle and 68 lashes from the belt. With an unsatisfied tone of voice she reminded me I was leaving early the next morning and she was not putting me to bed with that measley spanking. Up against the wall and stick out your ass, she directed. She used the broad sword paddle to deliver 25 hard swats as I yelped. No break before the belt followed suit and donated 25 hard lashes across now reddened and sore cheeks. When the last one landed, I relaxed a bit. "That was fun", she said, "Let's do it again". I did not have to say yes Ma'am, my renewed stance with well spanked ass protruding was all the answer she needed. 25 more from the belt and a duplicate number from the paddle gave me an additional 100 strokes before bed. There was no need to roll the dice, I was leaving for a nine day stay in Florida while she fulfilled a commitment of her own. We were to meet again in Florida just before the checking in to our C/O resort for the month of February.

I realize this posting is over a week late, readers, but unknown to me, I had no internet service until we reached the resort. Along with my thanks to all of you, I include an apology for the timing of this episode. However, questions or comments are very welcome. I should be able to maintain posting on time for the next month. Thanks again and hurry back.