Tuesday, Feb, 28, Maintenance Day.  It was scheduled for Sunday, but returning from a weekend away, we both just crashed early.   Monday got by with unpacking and meetings.  This evening at 7 o'clock, she said, 'come with me, you're getting spanked'.  I entered the bedroom to find a double pillow on the edge of the bed.  I knew this would raise my hips higher and stretch the skin even tighter.  Along side set 6 implements, riding whip, rubber tassel whip, hairbrush, doubled leather belt, coiled rope, and big wood paddle.  The bare hand is another and all this insured my ass was in for a solid maintenance spanking.

I draped myself into position and the bare hand started it's quick warm up.  A good hand spanking is a traditional beginning.  Moving to the next toy, she slightly spread my legs exposing more cheek area for the rubber tassel whip.  It swished through the air and struck home.  Whipping at a fast pace it covered completely both cheeks including the inner parts.  It's turn left warm glowing skin a bit more red and tender.  Third in line was the riding whip.  The tip sung through the air and bit into my ass with a sharp sound.  She is very skillful with this device whipped every inch until the bright red color spread from lower cheeks to sit spot to upper cheeks while I winced with every smack.  Next was my old friend the wood backed hairbrush.  It delivers a very deliberate hard spanking and she used it to its fullest.  The red and tender flesh was now being spanked hard and the pain was increasing with each blow.  Yelps echoed in the room each time the wood met the skin.  With no hesitation, she grasped the coiled rope.  This is a different feeling device.  Somewhat like a flogger and whip combined.  Like a flogging, she landed blows from upper back to sweet spot.  Already, quite a while had passed as she smoothly moved to the next implement, the doubled belt.  This toy had no intention of being easy on the already flaming red, hot and sore flesh of my ass cheeks.  From the first loud smack and resulting yelp, she belted both with increasing intensity.  Tearing, wincing and yelping I endured several minutes of the belt having its way.  Moaning, I witnessed her reaching for the final implement.  The big wood paddle struck like a lightening bolt and I saw the face of God through my tears.  This was repeated over and over again striking squarely on both cheeks.  I lost count, but knew it was close to 30.  Setting the paddle down, I felt it was over, but dare not move until she said it was over.  She moved to the bathroom sink to wet her hands.  A bare hand spanking would be the encore but with a twist.  Her wet hands spanked several times.  Then she further widened the spread of my legs and her wet hand spanked my anus soundly.  About 90% of the spanks landed squarely on my wide open inner ass cheeks.  Finally she called a halt and I stood for a great hug and kiss from my Dominant.

A roll of the dice scheduled Sunday as the next Maintenance Day.  I do appreciate you readers and thank you for your following.  As usual questions and comments will be answered.   Note to the reader who left numerous comments in a few days.  I will get to answer all of them as soon as I can.  Thank you for the questions, they are appreciated.

Wednesday, February 22, Maintenance Day.  Returning home after a 4 day drive from Nevada, I was ready for a maintenance spanking.  Following dinner and clean up, I was instructed to present my bare ass for a spanking.  Upon entering the bedroom, I could see she had already placed the pillow to raise my hips into position and had chosen 5 implements to be used.  The bare hand is always an addition.  Assuming the position with ass high and vulnerable, I waited.  She entered soon afterwards.  Unlike other spankings the bare hand did not begin or even warm up.  The riding whip came first and the end more than tickled as she struck many blows.  Without hesitation, the hair brush followed.  My slightly warm and pink cheeks began to take the hair brush as it meant business.   Over and over it struck with the familiar hard smacks for which it is known.  Now red and sore, the spankable ass accepted the folded leather belt.  The loud leather to skin slaps came between my yelps. The bare hands, both of them next peppered me with fast and hard spanks.  Not a spot on my cheeks was spared as the hand spanking continued.  Normally the big wood paddle is the finale, but when it struck, I knew there was another implement in her arsenal.   The wood paddle landed solidly on the sweet spot of my ass.  It found the same spot over and over again.  The yelps increased as the paddle went on relentlessly.  Finally the paddle rested only to yield to the purse paddle.  That device finished the spanking in fine fashion.  Glowing red and tender, I was assisted to a standing position and the spanking was over.

The dice wa rolled and Sunday will see my ass facing the ceiling and spanked.  Thanks for reading and I hope I will be able to repost in a more prompt manner.

Monday, Feb 6...SPANKED for maintenance.  Our guests left today and on the trip back from the airport, she said, You are getting spanked tonight!!  A little background first.  If you recall, the last spanking took place over 3 days due to the interruptions of vacation life.  We concluded the spanking by not tossing the dice as is our usual custom, but rather knowing our guests would arrive on Saturday, so Friday would be maintenance day.  As fate would have it, they arrived early so the event was delayed.  As I began with, today was the day.  She was in position when I was summoned and I immediately recognized what I was to do.  The same position we used for some of the last spanking.  I placed myself prone with my chest between her legs as she sat with her back against the headboard.  My legs spread around her hips, placed my ass in an immobile location on her thighs.  I settled in and the spanking began with a bare hand warm up.  Both hands spanking both cheeks until I felt the warm glow.  The intensity increased, the tempo increased as did the color and heat in my ass.  She was spanking in earnest when I suddenly noticed one hand stopped but the other did not.  Just as suddenly the other hand rejoined, but it was not bare.  It was clutching the wood handle hair brush.  The spanking continued without pause.... one bare hand, one hair brush, cheeks reddening and pain increasing.  After several minutes, the bare hand was withdrawn but the brush spanked on and on.  My immobile ass had no choice but to accept whatever she and her hair brush dished out.  Benevolence was not the intention and a good hair brush spanking was being delivered.  Many minutes lated it slowed and stopped.  Her bare hand was caressing my hot red cheeks and I thought it was over.  That false thought ended with a very hard swat came from the big wood paddle.  Landing squarely on both cheeks, it felt like lightening had struck.  I barely had time to process it when another struck.  Then another, and another and another until I was being paddled repeatedly and soundly.  Being unable to move, my ass took about 50 or 60 solid hard strokes until the paddle rested on my blazing red cheeks.  When she lifted it off the spanking was over.  We knew more company was arriving on Wednesday so a schedule was impossible.  We will do the best we can and I will accept my next maintenance spanking at her will.

Thanks for reading and I will be on with the next report as soon as the event occurs.  Questions, comments, of course.  All are welcome and all will be answered.