A Christmas Day Spanking…HO HO OUCH!!!!

Wednesday, December 25, Christmas Day, bare your ass you're getting a good spanking. All day long the twin floggers sat in plain sight. Thru the morning coffee, past the breakfast of warm stollen, still there during the emptying of our Christmas stockings, while the gift giving went on, even as we took our afternoon walk and thru the turkey loaf dinner. While I cleaned up after dinner, she was busy in the bedroom and called me in when I had finished my chores. Gone were the floggers and 4 pillows were set on the bed. "Are you ready for your traditional Christmas spanking???" I answered yes and placed myself oveer the mound of pillows. I could not help but notice the floggers has been replaced with 5 implements set to give me my final Christmas gift of a sound spanking. A brief bare hand warm up took place but in less time than it takes Santa to rise up the chimney, she had the first implement ready... the leather strap.

This is still the old reliable strap destined for retirement in the next year. I simply must finish the new replacement for the strap, but it still took up its task of delivering hard lashes to by cheeks. Forehand and backhand, cheeks, thighs and the crease were all targeted for the holiday spanking. Within no time she had me yelping after each lash. A short hard segment soon ended and the strap was replaced by a stinging implement...the pussy whips.

Used just recently, they needed no warm up or training and picked up the whipping motion so the rubber tassels stung the flesh on my ass. She whipped my cheeks, she whipped my thighs and slightly lifted each cheek to whip the crease which stings like hell. I think having two of an implement, she reaches the count with each one. It felt like forever the rubber tassels lashed my flesh before she rested them. She touched by lower back saying that is it for the easy part, now you're getting paddled. I reset my stance and stuck my ass out to greet the first of the three different paddles...the broad sword paddle.

In case anyone has frogotten, this is two heavy slabs of leather stiched together with a steel spine in the center. Wide enough to give coverage and long enough to paddle both cheeks together. That description took longer than it took for the first swat to land on my ass and my resulting yelp. The loud echo had barely faded in the room before the next swat landed in the same place...same result. The paddling continued with much the same yelping heard directly after the loud slap of the leather against flesh. I could feel the warmth in both cheeks and knew the pain was slowly sinking into the deep tissue of my ass. She wallopped for the full count and I knew both cheeks were a blazing red by now. Still two paddles to go and I was really dreading this next one...the rubber paddle.

A short handled thick conveyor belt rubber paddle is a very painful implement. My ass was already sore and had not felt the evil implement in her hand. A quick burst of 5 on each cheek brought not only howls but tears as well. She laid the rubber against my skin, drew back and let fly with a very hard strike. I screamed, lifted my head and torso off the pillows, while clenching my cheeks. Several seconds later I uncoiled, settled back into position and stuck my ass out. Again she laid the rubber against me and followed thru with another hard strike. Another scream and lifitng off the pillows. I unclenched, settled back down, presented my ass knowing I was going to get more....much more. She repeated this many times, each time producing the same aftershock for me. Tears streamed down my face, but each time I stuck my ass back into the breach much like saying 'paddle me again, Ms Mirage' and she did, repeatedly. Time for another quick burst or two of 5 on each cheek. Then the slow hard ones until the count was reached. I was exhausted but still had one paddle to go. Bright and red as Santa's suit, the wood paddle was ready, I was not.

The paddle is big and easily covers both cheeks at once. It is a no-nonsense implement designed to give a simple hard paddling, exactly what I got. Swat after swat, directly on both cheeks with about a 3 second pause between, the strikes delivered pain accummulating with each one. I was howling but somehow kept position during the ordeal. Like a machine, she paddled relentlessly as I shed tears into the pillow. When she finally delivered the final strike, she dropped the paddle and said, that was 50 from each device...Merry Christmas. I slowly got to my feel and thanked her with many kisses and a great hug. I asked about tossing the dice. No she said, we are here for a bit over another week, so you will be spanked again. AND, don't think for one second yoiu will bring in the new year without a good spanking. I will remember the Christmas of 2024 and the sound spanking I received and felt for days after.

Thank you readers for another successful year of the blog. Hope everyone had a good Christmas and are ready for a New Year. Get your comments and questions together and participate in the blog. I may see everyone one more time before the close of the year and for sure as the new year begins. Hurry back soon.

A Bare Handed 500 for Maintenance

Sunday, December 22, a late maintenance spanking was not be be missed again. She must have had a similar thought in mind as too many days had passed since my last spanking. Not only on vacation, but trying to complete a building project at our nearby railroad club has eaten into our free time. This was not to occur again as she made sure of that this morning before we left the comfort of our bed. I had been up to prepare and serve her coffee in bed and following that brushed her hair. Both are everyday duties I perform for her. Today, after the brushing, she pulled me across her lap and said I am getting a bare hand maintenance spanking.

My bare cheeks were immobile, vulnerable and facing the ceiling as I waited for the first swat of warm up. Several mild swats on both cheeks were sufficient as soon she said, 'now we start'. If you have ever been bare hand spanked on bare cheeks, you know how personal it is and also how much a skin to skin spank can sting. Not a full rapid fire tempo commenced, but faster than a normal spanking, her hand spanked cheeks, upper thighs and the crease. She was relentless until her mental total reached its goal. I felt spanked when she paused and said that's one hundred. She then rubbed my cheeks lovingly for a few minutes and I thought the session was going to end with a quick spanking. Just got that thought settled when her hand began again. Same tempo this time but it felt harder. Already warm, I knew my cheeks were a nice shade of pink, but soon to be a deeper red. She spanked fast and hard and I felt the sting turn to pain as the spanking continued. Reaching the second plateau, she paused again and uttered a simple 'two hundred'. The same sensual rubbing took place, which felt wonderful, but I could tell that feeling was to be short lived. I was correct as she started to spank my bare ass again.

I had not earned a discipline spanking, but knew I was in for much more as I lay there, helpless. This time a slower cadence began with harder swats. A real bare hand spanking was being delivered. Cheeks, sit spots and thighs all received the slower steady harder strikes. I began to leak a vocal response to each spank. It took longer to reach her third hundred and by then my eyes were starting to moisten. She was spanking very delibertly and effective. Being immobile I could not even squirm as swat after swat landed hard on my ass. Bright red by now and the sensual rubbing was much welcomed as she reached the three hundred mark. But the sensual rubbing did not signal the finish and shortly she began to spank my cheeks again. I would not think she could spank any harder, but again I was wrong. Very hard slow swats began to accumulate. I was yelping now with each strike and eyelids could no longer hold back the full tears which developed with every spank. Very slowly the total mounted and by the time the four hundred level was met, my ass was fully inflamed and very red. Tear tracks down my face told their own story. A sensual rub did not last long enough in my opinion and before I knew it the spanking resumed.

Another change in tempo took place and a true rapid fire bare hand spanking took place. No more individual yelps with the speedy spanking style. More like a continous vocal howl took place. Still immobile I could do nothing but accept the hard fast spanking. Tears were not stopping either and the one saving grace was to be the end was coming quickly. When she reached the 500 count she rubbed my cheeks one final time before I crawled off her lap. She told me it was too bad this spanking was a bit late, BUT I was still getting my traditional Christmas Day spanking and to be aware it would not be a friendly one like this one had been.

A big thank you to all readers as we near the end of the calendar year. Make a New Years resolution to leave more comments and questions in the future. It really is fun and educational to be a part of the blog. Merry Christmas to all

Pussy Whipped by the Packers

Sunday, December 15, ten days before Christmas, but she felt I was due for a good spanking. Earlier in the week, our spanko friends from New Jersey left for home, but both Joe and I had sore bottoms from the many spankings received during their stay. A Sunday Night Football game made an excellent way to direct this maintenance spanking. The Green Bay Packers were to meet the Seattle Seahawks and an implement was chosen for each. As usual, there is no warm up for football game spankings. The game began with a long slow drive by Green Bay culminating in a Touchdown. I was bent over the back of the easy chair with my bare ass nicely presented and waiting to be spanked. She took up the implement she designated for that team.... The Pussy Whips

One of our implements used in pairs, the whips have a long flexible shaft topped with about 4 inch long rubber tassels, one red and one black. The length and flexibility of the shaft allows for a great 'whip action' when swung with authority. The rubber tassels bite and are narrow enough to strike inner cheeks and anus along with one of her favorite targets, my hanging balls. She wasted no time in whipping my ass 6 times for the Touchdown and by now the Extra Point was good which netted me an additional 7 more strikes. The Seahawks managed a first down, but their drive stalled and the Packers got the ball back. Similar to the opening drive, they marched down the firld and scored their second Touchdown. She was up with whips in her hand before I was and ready to whip my bare cheeks. 13 times the rubber tassels struck my ass, biting into the flesh. Of course the Extra Point was good and another 14 swats were to come my way. She skillfully swung the whips so the ends of the tassels stung my inner cheeks and anus. Yes, she got my balls with a few strokes too. I could feel my eyes begining to moisten by the end of the whipping. The Packers were sitting on a 14 - 0 lead and I was sitting on tender cheeks when the first quarter ended. Seattle got things going in the second quarter, but had to settle for a Field Goal and my ass was to be spanked by their implement.... The Flexible Leather Paddle.

She was not about to treat my ass to the soft fur side of this paddle, so the smooth leather side was to be used. I bent over the chair, presenting my ass to receive 3 hard swats for the Field Goal. Such a difference from the small area stung by the rubber tassels, to the comparitively large area struck by the paddle. Three hard swats rang out, we both sat down and the game continued. A slower pace dominated the second quarter, but the Packers kicked a Field Goal and my ass was due for another whipping. 17 times the tassels struck and several yelps could probably be heard by the neighbors. Before the quarter ended the Packers were able to score again with another Field Goal. Up to the chair again, bent over, spanked ass due for another pussy whipping. She wound up and struck 20 good lashes whith the rubber whips. Some of the strikes fell where you guess and a few tears leaked out from squinted eyes. The half ended with the score Packers 20, Seahawks 3, cowboy 1 sore ass. We refreshed with a drink and snack prior to the kickoff of the second half. The defense of both teams took control of the quarter, so little scoring was accomplished. Each team could manage only a field goal and she paddled me 6 strokes with the leather paddle for the the Seahawks and 23 strikes from the pussy whip for the Green Bay score. Most were aimed at my asshole and balls. Ms Mirage does not miss. The 4th quarter began and Seattle launched a solid drive and scored a Touchdown and were successful with the Extra Point. It was time for the leather paddle. I bent over the chair back and my ass made a fine red target. The Touchdown cost me 12 very hard swats with the smooth leather side of the paddle. Barely a second later she began the 13 additional swats for the Extra Point. I wiped away a few tears and returned to my seat to watch more football. Later in the quarter, Green Bay scored again and ended the scoring. My sore ass had to take another 29 whips for the Touchdown followed by 30 more whips for the Extra Point. The game ended with the final score Packers 30, Seahawks 13. Paddle swats totaled 34 but I got whipped 159 times thanks to the Green Bay Packers. Again, no dice roll, so it will be up to her when I will be spanked for maintenance.

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A Florida Maintenance Spanking

Monday, December 2, Maintenance administered. There have been no dice used on this trip as yet, so I guess I will be spanked whenever she feels like it. Well, she felt like it this morning. It was just after breakfast when she piled two pillows on the corner of the bed and summons me to appear and present my ass for a maintenance spanking. She chose the corner of the bed and high pillows so I had to spread my legs open to straddle the bed. She chose 3 implements and used one for a warm up segment. At least I think the few mild swats from the implement was to serve as a warm up. The intensity increased and I was being swatted by the leather slapper.

This little implement gets taken on the road often because of its small, thin and flexible nature makes it easy for packing. It has two sides, one solid and one fringed to offer two levels of sting. Small, thin and flexible does not deter it from giving a good sting to a bare ass. She swatted fast and hard, using both sides to evenly distribute sting and red flesh over the entire spanking area. That includes the cheeks, crease, and upper thighs. Because my legs were spread open more area was exposed. She spanked inner things, inner cheeks, anus and balls in addition to the other areas. After a few minutes everything was very pink and burning with sting, especially the extra areas which are not exposed as often. I knew the session was far from over, so I set my stance, presented my ass and made myself ready for the next implement. The wooden spatula.

These two recent additions are usually used together so they are pictured together. However for this trip she brought the wider one on the left in the photo. I should inform you it is also concaved shaped as well. I think its real use is more for stirring than a spatula like its partner. It is crafted from curly maple and finished with a oil product giving it a smooth but flat looking finish. None of these attributes give any forewarning of the amount of pain it delivers. I soon found out with several good swats on both cheeks. Narrow enough to strike inner thighs, inner cheeks and ass hole, it followed in the footprints of the leather slapper. A few times she used the spoon-like curvature to cradle my balls and pull them back a bit before a good swat allowed them to swing back to hanging position. My anus took more than its share of swats too as the segment lasted for several minutes. More than sting would result from the solid wood and I knew I was in for a few days of deep tissue soreness from this little device. Yelping and moist eyes were also on tap during this segment and I relished the short pause before the next implement. However, the next implement did not make its appearance. Instead, a handful of warming oil covered my balls and cock. The already spanked areas got very warm in an instant. Now she was ready with the final implement.... a pussy whip.

Another device usually used in a pair, but she only brought the black one along while its red mate stayed home. A flexible shaft allows an easy whip action which sends the rubber tassels to strike its target at great speeds. The tassels are just a bit longer than the brush stick used on a snare drum. Just allow it to be said, it stings like hell. Just ask my cheeks and everything else available to her in my vulnerable position. The key word in this implements name, 'pussy whip' is WHIP. Standing back a bit she used it to its full namesake, soundly whipping my entire ass. The verticle strikes to my balls and anus drew especially loud yelps as the warming oil had the flesh very hot and tender. She continued the whipping for several minutes being sure to cover every inch of the exposed spanking area. She rested the whip and I relaxed a bit but instead of helping me up to conclude the session, I felt her hands slide between my thighs and begin to caress my man parts. This soon morphed in the intimate part of the session which we do not discuss here. Following that lengthly segment, there was no dice roll either, so I guess I will remain unaware of when I will be spanked for maintenance next.

I hope all readers, new and established enjoyed this episode and I thank each one of you for your support. As always, questions, comments or suggestions are more than welcome, they are actually encouraged. Be a part of the blog and make you voice heard. Questions usually lead to learning something or just furthering your knowledge. Join the fun today. Meanwhile stop back often while we are in Florida as I don't know when my next maintenance spanking will happen.

A Quick Maintenance on Get-A-Way Day

Sunday, November 24th, Leaving St. Augustine with a spanked ass. That seemed to be her intent as we woke up early. I made coffee as always are returned with it to the bedroom. Usually she is sitting against the headboard and we have our first cup in bed. Different today as she was standing at the foot of the bed, wooden spoon in hand. Telling me to put the coffee down and bend over. I knew coffee would have to wait until after I got spanked. The spoon smacked my ass for a warm up segment. She covered my cheeks with mild but stinging swats for several minutes. I was pink before she wound it down and asked if I was well warmed. Yes Ma'am, I replied. Good, she said, because now you're getting spanked. She opened my legs quite wide and began to spank my ass with her bare hands. A hard hand spanking was underway with yelps on my part. No part of me was left unspanked. My cheeks, sit spots, upper thighs, inner thighs, ass hole and hanging balls all took bare hand spanks from my loving Dominant, Ms Mirage. When the hand spanking ended, I began to stand thinking it was over. Not so..... a return of the Wooden Spoon.

The slotted wooden spoon from the last spanking, tormented my cheeks for another several minutes. A wooden spoon gives a solid spank and stings like hell. The slots inhance the sting and really tenderize the flesh. Add another level of pain for the more sessitive areas like the crease and upper thighs. I fought to keep still while she spanked my ass. Finished????? no way. Add a third level of pain for even more sessitive places like my ass hole and balls. Yes, the spoon found those targets too with several swats directly on my anus. My balls took their share of strikes before she finally quit. I thanked her with hugs and kisses. Still no dice available so she will determine the day for my next spanking. I now had to get ready for a 3 hour drive with a red sore ass AND travel commando.

All readers are thanked for their support and encouraged to leave their comments and suggestions. Questions from the readers benefit everyone, so do not hesitate to leave some. I will take this opportunity to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving. Wondering if mine will be a Spanksgiving Day. Stop back and see. Bye for now.

Vacation Spanking for Maintenance

Wednesday, November20, a very late maintenance spanking. Scheduled by the dice for Thursday, but in jeopardy since the beginning, it was bounced several times since then for various but legimate reasons. Thursday was the final pack up day and was club meeting night. Friday was get-a-way day for our Florida trip. A night on the road, we then reached the first stop Saturday and continued toward the east coast and spent a second night in a hotel. No spankings yet. Sunday we arrived in St. Augustine and immediately got settled in our unit for the week. That afternoon and the next two days were a whirlwind with my older brother and his wife in the oldest city in the country and a great time had by everyone. They left this morning and by mid morning I found myself over her lap with my bare ass facing the ceiling. The main toy bag was still in the van so she had to improvise. A slotted wooden spoon was pressed into service.

This is not the one, but very similar. Even this one had to wait for the bare hand warm up. Mild swats led off the warm up but grew in intensity over a few minutes. Soon, full force spanks were smacking my cheeks and echoing in the room. The area was enlarged as she spanked my thighs and the crease. A sound hand spanking, resulting in nicely warmed and tanned cheeks, came to a close. A soft rub was the interlude before the slotted wooden spoon took over. Solid swats to pink cheeks brought yelps from my lips. She centered each swat on alternating sides as my immobile ass lie over her lap. A steady pace continued and she now expanded the target area to include sit spots and thighs. Pink turned to red and yelps became louder as the slots in the spoon surface tormented the tenderized flesh on my ass. No other toys were employed, but the maintenance spanking reached it goal. Several more minutes of the spoon striking flesh went on before she wound down the segment. A nice rub of my cheeks took a few more minutes and calmed me before a very hard and loud hand spanking erupted. Hard and fast strikes brought me back to the reality of a nude sub in a vulnerable position being spanked for maintenance. Accepting regularly scheduled spankings is my duty and willfully presenting my ass to take whatever my Dominant Mistress feels is proper and part of my committment. Winding down the session, I slid off her lap and to my feet. Thanking her with hugs and kisses brought her comment. 'Don't think this is your last spanking before we leave here'. Of course, I agreed.

Readers will be kept informed with these short spankings and reports until we arrive at our normal resort and have the full toy bag. Meanwhile, leave your questions and comments as usual. Not only is that practive welcome, it is encouraged. Join the fun and contribute today. Stop back to see if another maintenance spanking occurs before we leave St. Augustine.

Short, Hard and Fifty for Maintenance

Friday, November 8, Maintenance, a day late. According to the dice roll after my last spanking, I was due to be spanked on Thursday. Many of you will recall we have club meetings on Thursday nights and it makes things difficult, so it was pushed off until today. Still busy preparing for our Friday leave date, the entire day went by with no spare time. Evening was a different story and she called me into the bedroom about 7 pm. The first thing I noticed was the blindfold which allowed only a quick peek at the implements she had chosen for tonights spanking and I knew my ass was soon to be very sore. The warm up phase commenced with mild spanks to my cheeks and upper thighs. The force increased somewhat but the segment ended after a few minutes. The first device can be called an implement, but we have no photo of it. A simple coil of rope which she uses to whip my bare cheeks. The several loops of rope held in her hand lash like a flogger with many contact points. Holding position I weathered the attack of the rope coil as she struck both cheeks repeatedly. A short segment and within a few minutes she was ready with the next spanking implement...The leather slapper.

Used in my last spanking, the slapper distributed sting to already tenderized flesh. Each segment was lasting but a few minutes as she slapped both cheeks hard and fast. Now the inside of the blindfold was beginning to absorb moisture from my eyes. With one hand on the small of my back, she insured no movement of my hips making my ass a still and easy target. Both sides of this little implement got in their equal share of strikes to my ass. Again, a short segment ended with a flurry of strikes on both cheeks. Just a brief pause before the first swat from the next implement shot pain thru my left cheek. The tawse had arrived.

The business end of this implement is heavy 1/2 inch thick leather and split to the handle. The dual tongue delivers two strikes with each swing and the solid leather really drives pain into the flesh and underlying tissue. Strikes on alternating cheeks had me howling in no time. Tears now were flowing steady as she spanked me with that evil implement. I found it very difficult to hold position and squirmed hopeing to escape from the intense pain of the tawse. Failed hope as she placed her hand on the small of my back signaling me to hold still and increased the force a notch. The tawse was now whipping my bare cheeks as I howled and shed tears into the blindfold. Finally she rested the tawse, but followed up with a hard hand spanking. After several swats on my ass, she spread my legs open more to torment and spank my exposed balls. She finished the bare hand segment with many swats to my anus. With cheeks and asshole ablaze with pain and many tears, I waited for the next implement.... A wooden spoon.

If you have never experienced a wood spoon spanking, it is tougher than you would expect. The long handle gives it good leverage, like a bath brush. The solid wood head delivers hard contact in a small area and the rounded spoon bottom leaves a red mark with every strike. She had every intension of making every swat mark my ass and remind me of my compromised position and who is in charge. The wooden spoon left its mark with every strike over the entire area of both cheeks and the crease with a few directly on my asshole. The reminders left no doubt that I belong to her and she was having her way with all of me including my very well spanked ass. My howls had hardly silenced and tears were still flowing when the segment came to an end. I took a deep breath, reset my stance and presented my ass for the final implement and perhaps the worst....the rubber paddle.

Solid swats began to land on each cheek alternatively, howls again sounded and more tears flowed. I struggled with all my concentration to hold position while she paddled my ass. The thick conveyor belt rubber smacked my red and sore flesh again and again. Thankfully, as each have been, this segment was short but hard and painful. When the final swat landed I was exhausted and felt like a wet rag. She got me to my feet and removed the blindfold. A hug and kiss thanked her for a very solid maintenance spanking. She told me each of the 5 implements and her hand delivered 50 strokes and my ass was deep red and turning purple in places, as 300 hard smacks will cause. This spanking will be remembered both mentally and physically for some time. I tossed the dice while she put the toys away. I rolled a 6, scheduling next Friday as maintenance day. She quickly reminded me we are leaving that day so she will pick another day before we leave. Thursday may be out as it is meeting night. A Thursday morning session is a possibility but the actual spanking will be at her choosing.

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