Monday, January 19, 2026
A Day Late, But Still Spanked
Sunday, January 18, spanked right after breakfast. Not to allow more time to slip by, she placed the wedge pillow out, chose the implements and summoned me to the bedroom. I quickly assumed my position over the pillow with my ass presented to be spanked. She warmed up my ass with the usual mild spanks covering every inch of the cheeks and sit spots. A few hard hand spanks wound down the warm up phase and she went for the first of the implements...The Crop
Very similar to a cane when struck with the shaft and a whip like sting when the leather tails make contact. She intended to use both methods to administer the first segment of my maintenance session. Swishing it thru the air sends chills throughout my nude body, awaiting impact. Then, like a lightening strike, it lands across both cheeks leaving a red stripe which will become a welt. I howled and struggled to hold position. Another strike about half an inch below the first caused another stripe and howl. She added stripe after stripe down the cheeks, sitspots and upper thighs. I'm sure my ass resembled a set of prison stripes turning more red as time passed. She altered her attack and using only the leather strands on the tip, whipped my ass leaving tiny red lashes over the cane like stripes. It does not take long to become sore from this implement and quickly the segment ended. I reset and stuck my blazing ass out to meet the next implement...The Patent Leather Paddle
Pretty and painful is a god description this little spanking device. Do not let its bueaty and shinny black appearence decieve you, with the steel spine, it can paddle with the best of them. The first few hards swats proved that to me instantly as she paddled my sore cheeks. Then several minutes of rapid fire flurries of medium swats gave no break to the assault on my ass. I kept still as she paddled me at length. She slowed the flurry and reset her position along my left side. I knew more slow hard swats were on the way. One after the other they landed on alternating cheeks while I yelped after each strike. Teartracks on my face told the tale of the pain in my ass. I guessing 20 or more struck each cheek before she ended the segment. My cheks were ablaze with color, heat and pain as she picked up the last of the implements....The Tawse
You cannot discuss pain without inclusion of this device. British inspired, thick leather, slpit tongue and quite heavy, it delivers extreme pain even with a mediun stroke. My ass was no match for this implement at this time. She seemed to understand that and struck with mild to medium force to begin the segment. Still enough pain to emit a loud yelp thru my tightened jaw. A recoil after each swat required a quick reposition of my ass. A few minutes was enough, but then she dialed up the intensity for a few fairly hard double cheek strikes. The welts from the crop and the redness from the paddle did not enjoy the final firm swats of the tawse. I felt it land back on the bed and thought the session was over. She killed that thought with about 50 very hard bare hand spanks to both cheeks. I love her and told her so after standing to thank her for issuing the maintenance due today. She held out the deck, only 3 cards left and to my deduction they were the ACE, a 2 and a 6. I chose one and flipped over the 6. I will need that time to recoup and heal my ass. Next Saturday, the day before we leave for Florida, I will get another maintenance spanking.
Readers have 6 days to ask question or leave comments. Don't miss your opportunity to be a part of this blog with your input and my answers. The next two spankings will be close together with only the ACE and 2 remaining and both will be scheduled after my session on Saturday. Get you questions in and be ready for the maintenance sessions next week. See you all then.
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