Wednesday, July 29.  Sorry readers, last night's spanking was put off until tonight.  One of the times life gets in the way of our enjoyment.  Tonight's spanking was short and I think she went easy due to the spanking party we are hosting on Saturday.  Nice of her, but it did not work out.  After the spanking, the dice scheduled the nest spanking to be on Sunday.  That is the day after I will most likely be spanked raw during the party.  Over 20 folks will be here and I know my ass will look like raw meet by midnight on Saturday.  Such is the life of a submissive.  After returning from a brief shopping trip, I entered the house and stripped of everything as I am accustomed to.  She called me up stairs and I found she was ready.  A flogger and riding crop, was placed along side the pillow for my hips.  I laid over the pillow and presented my ass for the spanking.  The crop began instead of a bare hand.  Over a hundred strokes, but most were light for a warmup.  Ah, here comes the bare hand.  Still light but many many strokes.  Next the flogger was used.  The edges of all 24 falls of the leather bit into my flesh.  I lost count at fifty and the flogger covered me from the shoulder blades to the back of my knees.  A bright pink color now and stinging, I waited for the next step.  Another short spell of hand spanking took its toll.  Now the big wood paddle was brought into play.  The first stroke told me the easy spanks were over.  The first hard stroke landed and I yelped.  Hardly had time to finish the yelp before another struck, then another, and another.  All very hard strokes and all in the same place.  The big paddle covers both cheeks and each stroke was very hard and solid.  I did not count, but I would guess at least 50 strokes were applied.  She felt I had had enough knowing I would be spanked again on Saturday by many different folks and another maintenance spanking on Sunday.  Probably will have to write while standing and hoping I roll a 6 after the Sunday Maintenance Day.

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Thursday, July 23, I was called for the maintenance spanking due today in the early evening.  Entering the bedroom, I noticed the familiar scene.  The pillow at the foot of the bed, several implements laid out to be used on my ass.  Today's recipe was leather flogger, leather paddle, wood paddle, riding crop and doubled belt.  Already nude, as I am kept all day, I bent over the pillow and presented my ass for the spanking.  It began with a bare hand warm up.  Slowly at first, but soon the tempo and hardness increased.  Then increased again.  Hard and rapid hand spanks were landing producing a warm glow to my cheeks.  Next the leather paddle.  No slow or easy strokes.  All medium to hard with a rapid delivery.  Swung forehand and backhand, the flexible leather paddle covered both cheeks with stinging blows.  Rapid fire seemed to be the theme for today's maintenance.  The stinging increased along with the redness and I could feel the rise in the warmth engulfing my ass.  The leather belt followed.  Same result, except the blows of the belt were much harsher than the paddle.  They stung, but also felt deeper in the tissue.  The belt showed no mercy and the rapid tempo heated and reddened my ass further.  The belt finally yielded to the big wood paddle.  Again, the strokes were medium to hard and very rapid.  Now the deep tissue thudding could really be felt.  Again and again the wood paddle struck firmly and squarely on both cheeks.  Pain began to fill my ass and tears fill my eyes.  The raped fire concept is not as hard, but many more strokes.  In only a few minutes, hundreds of strokes are landed.  The wood paddle was retired in favor of the riding crop.  She spread my legs far apart, grasped my balls and pulled them back for a solid stroke from the crop.  A yelp resulted.  She released my balls to swing free again, but the crop began its attack on my cheeks.  Hundreds of medium strokes stung my already crimson and sore ass, sit spot and anus.  Yelps and tears were common now as the crop pummeled the entire area.  Every so often, she introduces a guest implement aside from the ones originally laid out.  Well tonight's guest was my old friend the WAV hair brush.  It started, not with a stroke, but a scrubbing of the bristles on my balls and ass hole.  OK, now the finale.... the hairbrush, same tempo, same medium to hard strokes covering all of my helpless and exposed ass.  After many minutes, of the WAV, I was finally finished.  Another maintenance spanking was complete.  A roll of the dice told me to prepare for next Tuesday and another edition.

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Friday, July 17.  Maintenance Day was a day late due to a minor injury to my Dominant.  For the same reason, the spanking was much shorter than usual.  A tender right wrist from a slip and fall nearly cancelled the spanking all together.  I could hear her preparing the room and assembling some toys, so I knew I would soon be spanked.  She called and I arrived to find a blindfold, crop, hardwood paddle, leather paddle and discipline stick laid out for use on my bare ass.  I donned the blindfold, placed my hands on the surface of the bed and presented my ass for the maintenance spanking.  A few warm up bare hand swats and a squeeze of my balls began the night.  The riding crop was used first.  Several crisp strokes followed, each with the distinctive swish of the rod and loud slap of the end, which was followed by the sting.  Each cheek was peppered and I began to squirm.  A lot more produced the stinging sensation on every inch of both cheeks.  The leather paddle came into play and further stung and reddened my ass.  Most strokes were with the leather side with only a few on the fur side of the paddle.  The squirming continued along with something new.  A few more bare hand strokes, a few more crop strokes and several more leather paddle strokes.  She was really mixing up the implements and the timing.  No tempo like the last spanking, just random strokes with all the toys.  Now the discipline stick.  A loud slap and a brilliant red streak across both cheeks complete with a yelp from me.  No time to process the increased pain as many more landed.  Always across both cheeks from top of the crack to the sit spot, painted my ass bright red with sharp pain and yelps.  Now more hand, then paddle, then discipline stick, and crop.  All random tempo and harshness.  There was no steady flow of any implement.  Being blindfolded increased the uncertainty of what to expect next.  Reaching to my thighs and spreading my legs wide open produced a new target.  The bare hand was spanking the sit spot, inner thighs and ass hole with amazing accuracy.  Squirming and yelping I had no idea what was impending.  Soon to find out, her left hand had grasped my balls and pulled them back.  The right hand was holding the heavy exotic wood paddle.  Randomly spaced but hard strokes were covering my ass while my balls were being held captive.  After many strokes, she released the balls, but continued the onslaught with the wood paddle.  It delivers a solid, spank which produces the deep tissue soreness that accompanies a good spanking.  Already red and stinging, my ass will now be sore and sitting will be uncomfortable for days.  Finally stopping and removing the blindfold, I noticed only 20 minutes has passed, yet I felt soundly spanked.  I thanked her, rolled the dice and scheduled a maintenance spanking for next Thursday.
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Sunday, July 12, Maintenance Day.  A short report for a  l-o-n-g  spanking.  I knew a spanking was due.  I knew it had been awhile since the last one. I knew she warned me before she left for the store, but I could have never known how long I would be in position.  I lie across her lap and a pillow raising my ass into perfect spanking position.  Only 2 implements at her side, a flexible leather paddle and the dreaded WAV hair brush.  But wait, I had forgotten about the bare hand.  Normally used for warm up, the hand usually is one of implements I can handle.  Legs together, ass high, over her lap, she began with the hand.  As always a few medium swats to begin, a little caressing between sets of 20 strokes.  The tempo was steady, about a stroke every 3 seconds or so.  One set, then another, then another, a caress, then another.  The cadence stayed the same, but the harshness increased.  Another set, another and another.  The strokes became harder again.  Two, three, four more sets, harder and harder.  Set after set after set, alternating cheeks then another set.  The usual warm glow from a hand spanking was turning into a stinging painful swatting which seemed to have no end.  A good 20 minutes of nearly non stop hand spanking had turned my ass into a firey red target that she never missed.  She spread my legs open some and picked up the leather paddle.  I thought I had experienced painful stinging swats from the hand.... the leather paddle made me forget that quickly.  CRACK!! it landed squarely on my left cheek.  With the legs open, the tip found its way inward to my ass hole and stung it sharply.  Another crack as it hit my right cheek.  About the same tempo as with the hand, it inflamed my ass in less than 5 minutes.  Again, sets of 20, but this time all 20 hit the same cheek.  The next set treated the other cheek to equal pain.  Just like the hand spanking, the cadence stayed the same but the sets increased in force.  Set after set after set landed on my spread cheeks.  Another good 20 minutes passed and if my ass was red before it was now crimson and stinging with every stroke, and more of it was exposed so the sit spots and inner thighs joined the parade.  The paddle was put aside and another hand spanking was going on.  Perhaps ten minutes of the hand spanking continued to abuse my already tender, red ass.  When that ended, I sighed a bit of relief until the hairbrush started to make the home stretch. A wood WAV hair brush on an ass already spanked for nearly an hour is not a pretty sight.  The same slow tempo with alternating cheeks, the hair brush was like a relief pitcher.  A fresh implement used on worn out flesh.  Again, set of 20 strokes blistered my butt with medium to hard strokes.  The sets just kept raining down, one after the other.  Yelping was occurring now with each swat.  She finally said, only two more minutes for an even 20 with each implement.  The final two minutes seemed like hours and it seemed each stroke was harder than the last.  She finally quit saying good boy, you took that well.  Over an hour and ten minutes with my ass immobile and spanked to look like raw meat.  Dark purple and I know the color will last a few days at the least.  I could hardly get out of position, but managed and thanked and kissed her.  Go roll the dice she said, I complied and a 3 turned up, meaning a 4 so Thursday is the next maintenance day.  I hope the color will fade by then. 
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Monday, July 6.  Sorry for the delay in posting, bad week for me so far. Anyway, I was due to be spanked Sunday July 5, but upon returning from a 3 day camping trip, we were both exhausted so we decided to put it off till Monday.  Right after clearing the breakfast dishes she summoned me to the bedroom.  Assume the position, she stated.  Dutifully, I lie over the end of the bed and presented my bare ass for the scheduled spanking.  No, further back and spread those legs she commanded.  This tightened the skin on my cheeks and opened my inner cheeks as well as letting my balls swing freely.  A hand spanking began with ball fondling.  Very sensual strokes and a few hard ones thrown in.  Some strokes landed on the inner cheeks and right on my asshole and balls.  Strokes became harder and faster.  Next the doubled belt us used.  It was to be the end of the sensual part of this spanking.  A loud crack as the leather bit into my already rosy ass.  This was followed closely by the next and the next and several more, none of which were sensual or even light.  A command of 'present' from her meant I had allowed myself to lean forward a bit.  She wanted my ass protruding outward to establish an easy target.  I complied and was rewarded by several more very hard leather belt strokes.  More hand spanking now before the hairbrush entered the scene.  Already red and becoming sore, my ass accepted the hairbrush soundly spanking one cheek after the other.  Yelping after each stroke, and fighting tears, I made sure my ass was not sliding forward out of the position she desired.  After the hair brush completed its mission of making my ass crimson and wetting my face with tears, she hand spanked again for a long time.  Along comes the riding crop and her foot against mine spreading me even further.  The swish of the air and the crop head landing repeatedly lasted for several minutes.  Changing her position, she began to land strokes on my anus and balls with deadly accuracy.  The sit spot and inner cheeks were being colored ever darker red.  After even more minutes of the rapid fire riding crop strokes, she went back to hand spanking, and spanking, and spanking.  Yelps and flowing tears were my only response, until finally she let up.  More than 30 minutes of continuous spanks had left my ass a glowing tribute to her spanking prowess.  Allowing me to stand, she handed me the dice and I rolled.  Again a six appeared.  That was yesterdays roll she said, so next Sunday you are mine again to be spanked for maintenance.
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