Leather x3 for Maintenance

Monday, August 18, a full 10 days had passed since my last maintenance session. Days were busy, weather was hot, Ms Mirage was a bit down with tummy and head problems. This was compounded by the 90 plus degree heat and high humidity, but this morning seemed different. She was up soon after I made coffee. We chatted during our morning coffee in bed and I proceeded to prep and serve breakfast. I had it ready and she emerged from the bedroom, bed was made and the wedge pillow in place. We finished breakfast and I cleaned up the kitchen. Telling me she felt much better and I was way overdue, heightened my excitement. Words to the effect of 'you need to be spanked, if you are ready, go get in position' caused my direct trip to the bedroom. Finding the pillow in place and three leather implements at the ready, pushed me over the pillow, legs spread a bit and ass stuck out. She entered, turned on some music and immediately began a mild hand spanking for a warm up. The tempo slowly increased as did the warmth and color of my cheeks. The warm up morphed into a hand spanking that was meangingful. Solid spanks landed quickly and effectively as she covered both cheeks. Minutes later the barrage slowed and she paused to grasp the first of the leather implements by my side. The lead off device was the Riding Bat.

A swish thru the air warned me the first strike was only a second or two away. The next swich was closely followed by the sharp sting in the center of my right cheek. The bat was being used as a short whip with only the wide leather tip making skin contact. Each strike resulted in a red mark, a yelp and the sting of an angry hornet. Soon my entire cheeks were spotted with red marks and stung like fire. She moved her target a bit lower and stung the crease and upper thighs. Several minutes dragged by as the bat whipped my ass. Another trip from the top of the cheeks to mid thigh had me yelping, but holding position for her to deliver a good segment. At last the final sting was applied and she picked up the next implement...The Leather Belt.

Still one of my favorite implements, the belt, 2 inch wide, thick leather, mounted on a cherry wood handle. Remembering the feeling after my Dad would use his belt for serious discipline spankings, but that feeling was many minutes away as I felt the first lash from the doubled leather. A hard horizontal strike across both cheeks. Needless to say, many more followed complete with sufficient yelping and slight movement as I absorbed the pain delivered by the leather belt. I could feel my eyes welling up while she changed position and stood directly behind me. Unleashing an assault of side to side lashes, each landing solidly on alternating bare cheeks. One after the other, my cheeks took the backhand and forehand strikes from this implement. Both sides of my ass were ablaze with heat and pain when my squinted eyes could no longer hold out and full tears broke thru and rolled down my face. Changing her stance again, the hard horizontal lashes struck both cheeks as I howled. Reliving the post parental punishment feeling again, I felt very well spanked. But I was not released and would now have to endure The Broad Sword Paddle.

Wide thick doubled leather, sourrounding a steel spine, short handle and a large 4 inch by 14 inch striking area adaquately describes this formittible spanking implement. It can deliver a solid painful swat, covering both cheeks with ease. That seemed to be her goal as the first strike landed hard on my ass. Quickly processing the impact I proudly presented my ass for the next and succeeding swats. As rhythic and steady as oncoming ocean waves, the heavy paddle struck. Squarly on both cheeks, producing a loud yelp and fresh tears, the paddle was making a statement. Minute after minute passed as I got paddled hard and kept presenting my ass for more. Finally she paused and told me my cheeks were very red. I replied 'OK, that is a good thing', She told me, yes it is a good thing and gave me another burst of paddle swats before helping me up. The 3-implement, 20 plus minute maintenance session was over. I thanked her and put the toys and pillow away.

I appreciate all the readers and thank you very much. Your questions or comments are more than welcome and each will receive an individual answer. Don't hesitate to be a part of the blog and the fun. Stop back often as spankings are not being scheduled in advance at this time. Hope to see everyone right after my next maintenance spanking.

Welcome Home...Bare Your Ass

Friday, August 8, nice to travel but good to be home and spanked over your own bed. She must have had that thought on Friday morning. We arrived late in the afternoon on Thursday and after unpacking and a hurried dinner, I left for a club meeting. She had turned in before I arrived home, so I had a beer and went to bed. Next morning was uneventful as I made and served coffee in bed and as usual brushed her hair before preparing breakfast for both of us. After the morning meal, I was clearing the dishes and swiping the kitchen. She used that time to make the bed (usually my chore) and set up the wedge pillow with 4 implements along side. I had slipped on a pair of shorts (commando) to attend something outdoors. When I returned she mentioned how good it felt to be home. I agreed saying how comfortable I feel here. She then told me to go to the bedroom, take off those shorts and bend over the pillow. I was getting a good spanking. Once in position I got a nice bare hand warm up. She spanked soft and slow to start but before long a good spanking was taking place. We were in no hurry and she slowly opened my legs a bit and spanked my inner cheeks, inner thighs and anus before reaching for the first implement. The Leather Strap.

The same old leather strap can still mean business if she desired. Today, she strapped slowly while increasing the force over time. She had my entire ass, and thighs to cover and was in no rush. Strapping with a horizontal motion, every inch of exposed skin felt the sting of the leather. Several minutes later she was finishing up my left cheek and said how nice this was. I wiggled my ass in acknowledgment and she upped the force and covered the area again. My ass was red and quite warm when she finally lashed the strap across both cheeks for the final time and patted me gently. "How about a little paddling" she said as she picked up the Flexible Leather Paddle. I wiggled again.

She swatted hard and it stung sharply. The leather paddle was bringing the session to a bit more serious tone. Not a punishment atmosphere, but meaningful for sure. A quicker tempo paddled both cheeks together and one at a time. Both thighs got their just swats and I began to yelp some. She paused and stroked both cheeks with her hand. I guess she was satisfied and went back to paddling me hard. Several more minutes told me again, there was no hurry and this session may last quite some time. I could feel my eyes welling up and soon tears would form. Sure enough, a few minutes later my squinted eyes could not longer hold the tears and they leaked out and rolled down my face. She wound up the long paddling segment and reached for another implement. The Pussy Whips.

Two Delrin shafts about 16 inches long topped off with rubber tassels about 5 inches in length. The flexible shaft with its length gives the tassels the ability to strike with good force. Not a high impact device, but the tassels do sting quite well. She used both together, one in each hand, to cover my ass with rapid swats. The sound is much like the steel brush a drummer uses on a snare drum. They are a good implement to use when noise is a factor. A quick pause saw her open my legs to expose the more tender areas of my inner cheeks. Changing her stance and using only one device, she swung vertically from the small of my back. With perfect aim she struck inner cheeks and stung my asshole. Lowering her swing, the ends of the tassels curled under and whipped my balls. I was yelping and tearing but held position while she assaulted my tender areas before going back to whipping my cheeks. A few minutes later she ended the segment and picked up the final implement....The Hair Brush.

A solid wood backed brush, a traditional spanking implement, was now in her hand. This session was pleasant to begin with, slowly grew in intensity and employed a different device, but now, plain and simple... I was going to be SPANKED !!! My ass was red and warmed, in position, and she wasted no time in applying the hair brush. Rhythmic swating on both cheeks commenced and continued until both cheeks were well spanked. I was howling, tears were flowing as she angled her swings a bit upward, targeting the crease between cheek and thigh. A long segment finally wound down several minutes later. She had covered my thighs and worked her way upward again to full cheeks and spanked them again to finish off. Before helping me up, she leaned over and wispered 'welcome home big boy'. I stood and thanked her verbably and with a generous hug and kisses. I put away the toys and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My ass was ablaze with color and pain, but I was wearing a hugh smile.

Thanks to all readers for sticking with the blog during our extended trip and time away. All questions about the trip or its spankigs will be answered. Comments too are encouraged. I can't say when the next spanking will occur, so stop back often to get my responses to your input. It is fun for everyone. See you right after the next time I am spanked for maintenance.

Spanked on the High Seas

At Sea: July 27 - August 2. I know this posting is very late and we have been off the ship over a week now, but not at home until Thursday August 7. It has been several days since then and I deserve to be spanked for the further delay. I have been and that episode will follow this posting. The cruise was OK but not without a few rough spots. Our accommodations were not as we anticipated and separate small cabins, not adjoining or even next door left no provisions for group spankings as we had hoped. I do know Joe was spanked in their cabin and Ms Mirage did spank me in ours. The first was on Tuesday July 29 in the morning. We were at the breakfast buffet by 7am and finished just before 8:30am. Our cabin steward had been instructed to make up our cabin between 8 and 9 am, so we knew we had only a short time before he was done. We took a walk around the ships walking/running track for a few laps and got back to the room about 9:30am. He had completed his tasks and was way down the hall when we entered. She told me it had been a while and I needed a good spanking, so get out of my clothing. I complied and took position over two pillows on the edge of our bed. We had only brought a few short handle implements on board. She got out the Flexible Leather Paddle.

After a quick bare hand spanking for warm up, she began to paddle me at a quick pace. She did not seem at all concerned about the fairly loud slapping sound produced when smooth leather meets bare flesh. My muffled yelps died into the bed as I lie face planted with ass high. Nothing fancy, just a solid paddling. We knew we did not have much time and after the final 20 or so extra hard strokes landed, the slapping sound and my audible reports faded. She inspected my ass and patted me to signify her satisfaction and for me to rise and get dressed again. The next opportunity was the following morning, Wednesday, July 30. We were a bit later waking up and she said I was getting another spanking today, but before breakfast. She must have planned this in advance because the short Hairbrush was already in the side table drawer.

She motioned me over her lap before getting up and I knew an OTK spanking was about to begin. While getting into position, she opened her thighs a bit and as I lowered myself into position, my cock fell nicely between her legs. Closing her thighs and crossing her legs at the ankle securely locked my cock and anchored me immobile for a good spanking. A very quick bare hand warm up as all that was needed as my cheeks may still have been warm from yesterday, I know they were still pink. Soon the full blown hand spanking commenced. My ass was unable to move and took a good spanking before she grasped the hairbrush. Yelps sounded and tears formed as that solid little cherry wood backed brush spanked me at length. Only a small striking surface caused her to use many swats to cover all of my ass and upper thighs. Our steward is always prompt, so we had little time to spank, get dressed and vacate the cabin before 8 am. I ate breakfast in the buffet on a very very sore ass. The next day we had a shore excursion and did not return to the ship until dinnertime. After dinner our friends had wanted to see a show, but we retired to our cabin. "Off with your clothes" she ordered. "You're getting another spanking". She retrieved the last of the implements, the Rubber Paddle.

I obeyed and took position. Humorously thinking I was glad it was not a nude cruise and at least my cheeks were not sunburned at all. Still sore for the prior two days of spanking, I presented my ass. If there was a warm up, I missed it. The paddle landed and I recoiled from the impact. She paddled in a steady rhythem as yelps followed and tears flowed. I was hoping our over responsible cabin steward was not about to knock on our door to see if we needed anything. All he would see is my bright red ass bent over the bed and being paddled...I needed nothing else. A few minutes later she paused to ask if I felt well spanked. Of course I answered "yes Ma'am". Without speaking she answered with about 15 more hard swats. After helping up up and me kissing her with a tear streaked face, she joked that spanking may have to hold me until we return. I did sit geingerly for the remainder of the time at sea. We left the ship on Sunday morning and spent the day returning to their home and unpacking. We dined out as there were not many groceries in the house. Marie was off the next day and we decided to go to the Jersey shore for a beach day. Monday was perfect day and we enjoyed a full day at Seaside NJ. A good chicken dinner was digested before the gals must have decided it was going to be awhile before we were together again. That meant only one thing.... the boys needed another good spanking. Down to the basement dungeon we went, were stripped and bound into vulnerable positions. Joe on the spanking bench and I standing, blindfolded, legs spread and wrists bound to the ceiling. I could not see Joe, but I experienced a full session from both ladies featuring nipple torment, a bit of CBT and a long spanking. Near midnight we all fell into a deep sleep. We left mid-morning and headed for a train museum and fan trip over the next few days.

Sorry for the long delay in posting this episode, readers. I do thank and appreciate you all. Questions and comments are very welcome and in fact encouraged. I can tell you I have been spanked since then and there will be another episode very soon. Still time for your questions and comments on the cruise and days prior and after. Let's hear for you.