Maintenance Away From Home

Tuesday, June 18, spanked after breakfast. A short recap of the last few days may be in order. I was given a token spanking on the night before we left, but not a full maintenance session. Thursday morning up and out enroute to Ohio. A stop just north of Cincinnati before arriving at the RR track near Coshocton which would be our home for the next extended weekend. Camping at the track was cramped and finding a time or place for a spanking just was not possible. Leaving there Monday morning heading north to Michigan, we again stopped at a hotel. A great nights sleep drifted into morning and we dressed for breakfast, then returned to our room. Deciding, with several factors in play, we planned another day and night in Ann Arbor. Back in our room, it was not long before she told me to get out of my clothes and over her lap. The spanking of my bare ass was only seconds away. Across her lap with ass facing the ceiling, I now learned of the toys she had packed for the trip. The spanking began as usual with a hand warm up segment....this one seemed to last quite long and I felt I would be over her lap for some time. Finally, the first implement became known as it landed on my bare, but warm cheeks. The leather Strap.

The same leather strap that has been used on me since the beginning or our FLR. A new leather strap is being made, but the 'old reliable' still lets a bare cheek know who is boss. Beginning with rapid fire medium swats, the strap quickly turned pink cheeks to red. Many occasional hard lashes took their toll as I gritted my teeth and accepted the strapping. Alternating cheeks and changing from medium rapid fire swats to stinging hard lashes, the strapping lasted several minutes. With no pause, she was ready with the next implement wether I was or not, the rubber paddle was in her hands.

I felt the first swat from the rubber paddle land on my left cheek causing a yelp. The second was a duplicate but on the right side. The stinging swats continued to land on my upturned bare ass as I lay immobile, being spanked. The rubber paddle was following the same procedure as the strap... rapid fire medium swats with occasionally a hard one which sends fire into the flesh and a louder yelp into the room. Recoiling is nearly impossible with the modified OTK position and with no pause in the onslaught of paddle strokes, one simply takes the spanking as best as possible. A solid paddling resulted in yelps dying into the mattress and tears absorbed into a pillow. The paddle rested, but the spanking was far from over as the hairbrush was at the ready.

A hairbrush is a traditional spanking implement and ours holds up its share of the reputation. The smooth wood back does a find job of spanking a bare ass, especially after both cheeks have been strapped, paddled and are red and sore. Tears had already been shed and my position was still immobile, so the hair brush had no goal except to continue the OTK maintenance session. She spanked my cheeks, sit spots and upper thighs with rapid fire and slow hard swats as I howled and deposited more tears into the large moist spot on a pillow. Several minutes dragged by as I took a sound spanking from the hair brush. When it finally stopped, I felt perhaps the session would end, but her bare hand had other ideas. A good hand spanking segment is always a welcome addition to any spanking and she was making sure this was one to remember. The entire area, already well spanked was getting more. She unloaded the entire amount with no pause as I lay motionless, tearing and yelping while the spanks fell. After many minutes she ceased the hand spanking, but used her bare hand to rub my cheeks and I must admit it was very soothing. She said she really liked me over her lap and that my red ass was very inviting.... how about a little more?? I stammered out a 'whatever you want, Ma'am, hoping she was just teasing.... she was not. Each of the implements was invited back to give each cheek 10 more hard swats. I howled as the toys gave my ass 30 hard swats as a send off. She unclenched her thighs, releasing my cock from her vice grip and allowed me to escape the OTK position. I kissed her deeply and thanked her for a very sound maintenance spanking. She did not pack dice and said we will do the best we can for the rest of the trip.

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Paddled for Maintenance

Friday, June 7, Maintenance Day and a sound paddling administered. You may recall, Monday was my birthday and I got a double dose that morning as guests from NY were arriving later that day. Not an actual maintenance and Ms Mirage informed me I would be getting a real maintenance spanking after they left. Well, today was the day and following a late afternoon shower, great dinner, and short evening she said it was time 'somebody' got a good spanking. Needing no further direction, I marched myself to the bedroom where the wedge pillow was already in place. I draped my nude body over the pilow and stuck my ass out ready to receive the overdue spanking we both knew I needed. She was assembling tonight's implements next to me and with just a glance understood the key word in her statement of a good spanking was 'GOOD'. She began as always with a bare hand warm up to set the stage and prepare my ass for the forthcoming maintenance session. A fair duration of hand spanking ensued and soon she had both cheeks warmed and a rich pink color. She picked up the first implement and was set to begin the main event with the Flexible Leather Paddle.

. A double sided paddle with fur on one side, which gives a good thud and smooth leather on the other for maximum sting. The wood handle is long enough to give the business end a whip action for a solid strike. She stood directly behind me and swung the paddle back and forth using both sides for contact. My right cheek got the fur side and a thud while my left cheek was being stung with the smooth leather. No doubt the warming segment was over as each swat meant business. I held position, taking the first set of strikes before she flipped the paddle over. Now the right cheek was being stung while the left one experienced the thud of the fur side of the paddle. She pulled that switch several more times during the segment insuring both cheeks got a full dose of each side of the paddle. She changed her stance to my left side in order to deliver many full force straight on swats. The leather is long enough to cover both cheeks at once and she was paddling long and hard enough to cause moist eyes and a bit of squirming. A few minutes and many swats later the paddling ended and I took a deep breath. She was ready with the next implement quickly and I was about to meet the dreaded Purse Paddle.

It was difficult to judge which was louder, the 'smack' of cherry wood against my bare ass or the yelp which shot from my lips. No time to think about that either as the next swat landed with equal pain. A steady string of slow hard strokes drew tears and yelps with each swat. This little solid cherry wood paddle is very painful. It has a cover to provide a thud swat as well, but it was quite evident the cover was not to be used tonight. I began to move a bit and straightened up to relieve taughtness of the skin on my ass, which she allowed, but continued the slow tempo and hard strikes covering both cheeks from the top to the crease. There was no escape or variance as the paddling continued thru yelps and tears. No other way to describe the segment, I was being soundly spanked with a paddle I hated, but respected. Several minutes later, the final swat landed, after a good yelp, I slowly settled back down on the wedge pillow and tried to catch my breath. I knew the session was not over, reset my legs and bravely presented my ass for the last implement which she already had in her hand....The Rubber Paddle.

A short device made from solid, thick conveyor belt rubber is made to deliver maximum pain with a minimum of effort. Like the other rubber implements we own, it will give a high level of sting and deep tissue bruising and soreness you will feel for days. Contrary to the slow and hard swats from the purse paddle, she seemed to favor a quite firm, but rapid fire paddling. Covering one cheek at a time with bursts of rapid fire swats, within no time had me wishing the segment was over. Each cheek got several bursts of the stinging rubber paddle, then a pause which resulted in about 5 slow hard swats to the center of each cheek before returning to the rapid fire paddling method. This change repeated itself again and the pillow was absorbing a stream of tears and howls as I buried my face deep in its confines and held my ass still to accept the onslaught of the rubber paddle. A few more minutes elasped before she told me she would like to give me more, but mas ass was very red. None the less she proceeded to administer a short but hard bare hand spanking before finally calling the session over. I struggled to my feet, kissed and hugged her thanking her for a good maintenance spanking. Knowing we were leaving on Thursday, I suggested as an alternative to tossing the dice, a spanking on Wednesday. She said Wednesday will happen, but don't think for one minute I am not bringing some toys along as I am sure you will earn a spanking during our trip.

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A Birthday-Maintenance Spanking

Monday, June 3, my Birthday and the first spanking in several weeks. A quick note about that. I have been down and out the past few weeks with a double dose of trouble. A rib/back injury made any movement nearly impossible and 24 hour pain. That was coupled with an issue caused by two medications not playing well together resulting in the tear up of my entire digestive track. Unable to sleep or eat for some time, I lost over 13 pounds, but now am on the mend. Enough about that, earlier today she asked me if I felt up to a spanking on my birthday. I agreed and off I went to a chiropractor appointment and returned for a good breakfast. Following that it was all business as she said to shed all my clothes and get into position as I was about to be spanked. Lying next to the wedge pillow were 7 implements. It had been determined that if the implements delivered a certain number of swats each, it would equal my age as of today. As I took position and stuck my ass into the line of fire I glanced at the implement row and saw the big wood paddle, the flexible leather paddle, the patent leather paddle, the broad sword paddle, the hairbrush, the doubled leather belt and the riding bat.

By now, most readers are aware of the atributes of each implement and how every one is designed to deliver a sound but different spanking to a bare ass. She started with a bare hand segment to warm up my cheeks. Then, in no particular order, each device was unleashed to send the prescribed number of solid swats to my bare ass. One after the other, the implements delivered their birthday swats. No pause in between, the swats began to add up to my age. My cheeks felt on fire, but I could discern the unique difference of each one as they spanked my ass.

Reaching the magic number, she wished me a Happy Birthday. I began to move a bit, but felt her hand on my back just above my cheeks pushing downward. She was telling how much fun that spanking was and felt we should do it again. I thought she meant later in the day, but no, she meant right now. The Magnificant Seven still lay in place beside my spanked bare ass. Again in no particular, each implement was granted a second session of spanking. Of course, it seemed a bit harder this time around. By the time all seven had had their say, my cheeks were ablaze and she again wished me a Happy Birthday. I thanked her with hugs and kisses for some time before I asked about the dice. Don't bother she said and reminded me we are having guests from New York for a few days. This was just for your birthday, when they leave, she said, you are getting a real spanking. I thought.... something to look forward to as my cheeks heal up.

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A Strapping for Maintenance

Sunday, May 5, Cinco de Mayo and a make up maintenance day spanking was the highlight of today. Originally due on Friday but put off and again put off on Saturday due to a very busy weekend, I knew I was going to be spanked and spanked good on Sunday. When the time, I was marched nude to the bedroom and directed to take my position over the wedge pillow. Next to me were the implements for tonight's session and my heart sank. I took my position and presented my ass ready to accept the spanking I knew was only seconds away. The warm up was traditional with her bare hand which usually morphs into a hard hand spanking, but not this time. She continued with a barrage of mild swats lasting several minutes. This left my cheeks with a warm feeling and slightly pink in color. The transition to the first implement was seemless and instantly I felt the presence of the first implement...the Leather Strap.

Still the 'old reliable' which has been around since the beginning, but very capable of carrying out its intention... a good bare ass strapping. From its first loud smack across both cheeks, she and the strap meant business. Minutes later, resolved to my fate, I stuck my ass out even further as if to say, 'here it is, Ma'am, strap me good'. Perhaps that was a mistake as if she was reading my body language, she began to strap me harder. Stepping back just a bit she was swinging the leather with full force. After the first 50 or so I thought it would back off, but that was not to be. Hard strikes continued to land on both cheeks, single cheeks, the crease, upper and inner thighs for minutes on end. I was yelping as steadly as the tears were streaking down my face. I no longer sported the 'spank me' attitude I had several minutes ago, but did hold position. Only a brief pause for her to pick up the next implement.... the Rubber Strap.

If I thought I had just been strapped, I was kidding myself. The rubber strap creates pain like nothing else and I knew the deep tissue of my cheeks were being bruised and I would feel this strapping for many days. Strapping me with authority, it was not long before yelps became howls. She strapped both cheeks and single cheeks in fast bursts of ten swats. Bent fully over tightens the flesh on my cheeks and I would stand up slightly to relieve some of the pain. A palm between my shoulder blades pushed me back down, again putting my ass back in a vulnerable position. She strapped me long and hard. Several times I tried to stand a bit but was pushed back into position every time. She seemed intent on strapping my ass as I howled and tears flowed. To say I had been well spanked would be an understatement as she got the final implement. The Thin Education Paddles.

If one wanted to make a wood strap, these paddles would be the model. Thin, long and the same width as most straps, these oak paddles mimick a strap swat nearly perfectly. She paddled my cheeks with these implements fast and hard.... and long. Mostly surface pain now as the heavy rubber strap had sent soreness into the deep tissue of my ass. I did manage to hold position thru the assault of the pair of oak paddles. Several minutes dragged by as the paddling went on and on. I felt I had been soundly spanked by the time she placed the paddles down, but was soon to find out more was to come....much more. The mild spanks from her hand during the warm up were no where to be seen. She spanked me long and hard with a steady tempo an my entire ass. She spread my thighs to soundly spank inner cheeks and asshole too. A few on my hanging balls to completely round out this hand spanking segment. Thinking it was now over, I was wrong again. She brought back the leather strap. Not for a brief encore, but a full few minutes of strapping my ass cheeks. Not to be outdone, the rubber strap was next. Another few minutes of the rubber strap across my cheeks as I howled. I resisted the urge to stand again as I knew it may result in more lashes from the strap. As a finale, the oak paddles also returned for their three minutes of delivering more surface pain. Not in a heroic manner, but I had survived one of the worst maintenance spankings in several years. My cheeks were a deep purple color and I knew I would be sitting in disconfort for several days. She told me not to bother with the dice as she would tell me when I would be spanked again.

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A Maintenance Paddling and Belting

Saturday, April 27, A well overdue maintenance session delivered during a spring football game. The NFL is over but the UFL is in full swing with their spring football games. We decided to use one of their games to direct a maintenance spanking which was due on Wednesday. The game is a bit different in the UFL, but the same for me. I will be spanked after each score with the implement designated for that team. After a shower, I settled in my chair, nude, with a cold beer as the game got under way. Implements were chosen and were in place. The game was between the Birmingham Stallions and the Houston Roughnecks and the scoring got started soon after kickoff. An offensive drive down the field resulted in a touchdown for the Stallions. I took my position, feet about a foot from the wall, toes inward to reduce clenching, leaning forward with forearms against the wall, then slid down a bit. This really sticks my ass out making an easy target for the implement.

The leather belt was the implement used for the swats earned by Birmingham and I was due 6 from the belt. Like any sports game directed spanking, there was no warm up. The double leather belt lashed across both cheeks hard for the count of six. In this league, there is no kicking extra points. Instead, after a touchdown the team has the choice of a 1 point conversion from the 2 yard line, or a 2 point conversion from the 5 or a 3 point conversion from the 10. The Stallions chose a two point conversion, but failed, so I returned to my chair after 6 hard lashes from the belt. No more scoring in the first quarter as teams were unable to mount much offense. The sceond quarter proved to be much different and the Stallions again scored an early touchdown. Back against the wall I went and was treated to 12 more hard lashes from the belt. Once again they failed on a conversion attempt, so my sore and red ass settled back into my chair. Not long after that the Roughnecks got things going and managed a field goal. Ms Mirage wasted no time in getting the implement for Houston, the Broad Sword Paddle.

Taking my position with ass stuck way out, she delivered a hard swat. I could tell this was going to be a hard spanking as the next two covered both cheeks with very hard strikes. After grabbing another beer, I sat gingerly back down. This break did not last long as Birmingham scored again rather quickly. Back to the wall I go and present my ass to be spanked. This time I was to receive 18 lashes for the touchdown. She changed her stance and stood directly behind me and began to lash single cheeks in an alternating pattern. Once again they failed on a conversion attempt so now well belted, I sat back down. Mid-way thru the quarter, Houston finally scored a touchdown and it was time for me to taste the paddle again. They did not convert, so I was due 9 swats from the broad sword. She was not holding back and I had to stick my ass out after each swat following the recoil from the force. The 9 strikes from the paddle seemed to take forever and I was unaware it was to be the last from the paddle as not another Roughneck scored for the rest of the game. My ass was not getting a rest however as the Stallions scored on the following drive. Another touchdown netted me 24 hard lashes from the belt. This time they were successful with a 2-point conversion so I had to stand and take another 26 lashes. Enough pain to more than last thru half time. The third quarter saw Birmingham score a field goal and Ms Mirage made sure I paid the price. 29 hard belt strikes had my cheeks very red and sore enough to make sitting uncomfortable. This was repeated later in the quarter after another field goal. This time 32 hard belt strikes drew tears, but I held my ass still and accepted the belt. There was no scoring for the rest of the game, but I had been paddled and belted hard for this maintenance session. Final score Birmingham 32 - Houston 9, for me 12 paddle strikes and 147 lashes from the belt. When the dice stopped rolling, I breathed easy when a 5 appeared. Friday is the next maintenance day.

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Wood for Maintenance

Sunday, April 21, a make up maintenance day for Saturday. A tough day on Saturday had us both exhausted and sore by evening, so the maintenance was pushed to Sunday. No getting around it on Sunday however, and when the time came I presented my ass and with a glimpse to my left knew it was going to be a very solid spanking. Consistant with tradition, she began to warm my cheeks with her bare hand. More than a few minutes of hand spanking had my ass quite warm and pink. This was the calm before the storm as the first implement was in her hand. An exotoic wood paddle... with holes.

A very solid paddle indeed and I recoiled from the first hard swat. Immediately stuck my ass back out to receive another and just as immediate, it struck. By the fifth strike a yelp accompanied the repositioning of my ass. She paddled as steady as the sun and eyes began to moisten as the paddling went on. The holes in the exotic wood provided increased sting to the surface of my cheeks and the wood sent soreness into the deep tissue. This paddle has not been used recently or as often as some of the others and for that I was grateful.... it hurts like HELL!!!!. As one of the ones I make myself, I cursed myself for making it. When the short but hard segment ended, I was thankful. I had a sore ass but knew I still had two wood implements to go. The next up were the thin education paddles.

With a clear finish over oak, these paddles look great and feel worse. Almost always used together, like a drummer with a snare durm, she paddles my cheeks fast and firm. In no time the skin is on fire with sting and tears are flowing down my face. Used separately the can deliver a very hard strike. Much like being spanked with a yard stick or a ruler, but the oak has no give to it. Wider than a cane but they leave a 1 inch wide red stripe across both cheeks with every swat. With overlapping strikes, my cheeks were crimson by now and I was howling as the paddling went back to using both together. A minute or so more before she struck for the final swats. Then a hard hand spanking took place. A few minutes of bare hand to bare ass reminded me of just how good a spanker she really is. I repositioned again while she went for the third implement... the big wood paddle.

As you all know, this big boy easily covers both cheeks, but I had been well spanked from mid-thigh to top of my crack. She seemed to concentrate on full cheeks with a steady tempo about 3 seconds apart. With each strike I reset my stance and tried to hold position while yelping thru clenched teeth. The painted baltic birch plywood was unforgiving as it struck my ass in perfect rhythem for the next several minutes. When she finished, she inspected my cheeks and with a gentle rub told me I would be feeling this spanking for awhile. I duly thanked her and tossed the dice. It turned up a '4' and being it was actually Saturday's maintenance, this scheluled Thursday for the next session. She quickly reminded me that Thursday nights do not work well, so I would be spanked Wednesday night and/or Thursday morning.

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15 Minutes of Pain for Maintenance

Wednesday, April 17, Maintenance Day. A short duration and hard spanking satisfied the requirement of being spanked regularly for maintenance. Draped over the pillow, bare ass presented, she made me wait in excess of 5 minutes thinking about my upcoming maintenance session. I could still feel soreness from my last spanking deep in my cheeks when she entered and began the warm up segment. Mild hand swats covered the entire area to be spanked and within a few minutes the main event began with the first of her implements.... the wood backed hair brush.

The segment began with the cover in place over the hair brush and some hard swats. Swats with enough thud to add to the soreness in the deep tissue of my ass. For two minutes the covered hair brush made hard contact with my cheeks sending its thud and pain deep to cause long lasting soreness. The cover came off for the rest of the segment and the crisp slap of wood against bare flesh was heard throughout the room. The traditional hair brush spanking went on dispite my yelps as I held position, accepting the hard barrage of swats raining down. She spanked my cheeks, sit spots and upper thighs with a steady tempo, interrupted occasionally with a burst of hard rapid fire swats. The first 5 minutes of pain had been delivered and knowing there was more to come, I reset my stance and stuck my ass out further to meet the next implement... The Belt.

Eighteen inch long, doubled, two inch wide leather, mounted on a wood handle, this implement was designed to deliver pain to bare cheeks. Mine, already hair brush spanked red, were vulnerable for the belt. Nothing half way about this segment as the first strike lashed hard across both cheeks driving a yelp thru my lips. Lash after lash landed horizontally across my ass. Adjusting her stance the belt began to strike alternating single cheeks as my eyes began to tear. Another adjustment had her swinging vertically which landed the belt from the top of my ass. The end curled around my cheek and really stung the crease. This 5 minute segment featured lashes from the belt in many different angles. It finished with 50 lashes across both cheeks. I was howling as I held position and took the final lashes. I took a deep breath, reset my feet again, and stuck my ass into the breach for the final implement.... the Broad Sword Paddle.

Wide heavy leather with a steel backbone, this paddle can deliver a very sound paddling, and that is what was about to begin. The first swat was hard and struck both cheeks soundly, followed by a loud yelp from me. This was repeated many times as the first few minutes passed by. Strike after strike stung the red and sore flesh of my cheeks and sent more soreness into the deep tissue of my entire ass. A burst of rapid fire swats caused more tears to follow the tracks down my face and into the pillow. The rapid fire slowed back to the slow deliberate tempo of paddle swats landing on my full ass, the crease and upper thighs. Minutes seemed to drag by as the paddle delivered both surface and deep tissue pain. When the 5 minute period ended, the last paddle swat was just as hard as the first. The three B's, Brush, Belt, and Broad sword paddle had delivered 15 minutes of a painful maintenance spanking. I stood and thanked her with hugs and kisses. My ass was flaming red and sore from skin to bone as I tossed the dice against the wall. Noting the result, a "2", she just smiled and we both knew and agreed another maintenance spanking will be administered on Saturday.

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