Monday, March 19, Maintenance Day.  Originally scheduled for Saturday, a weekend away threw us a curveball and we had to delay the spanking until Monday.  I returned from my meeting, stripped, got a cold beer and sat to relax with her for awhile.  We chatted about the day, etc and after some time had passed she said 'anytime you're ready'.  I strolled to the bedroom and found she had laid out the leather slapper, the coiled rope and a hairbrush.  I took position, presenting my bare ass and waited.  Upon entering she massaged my cheeks and lower back just to further relax me.  The rope was the choice to warm up and begin the spanking.  Mild swinging of the rope caused me to feel the strands striking both cheeks with a soft whipping sensation.  The skin responded by turning a pink shade that deepened as the strikes became faster and harder.  The pain increased as well as the spanking was now in full swing.  The soft strikes became harsh lashes with the stepping up of the intensity.  Audible sounds escaped from my lips as the rope continued its whipping assault on my bare cheeks.  A brief pause allowed me to breathe normally for a second or two.  The leather slapper came on to assure me the warm up segment was over as it started out with hard strikes from the onset.  A totally different sensation as the wide leather replaced the narrow rope, slapping my ass repeatedly without hesitation.  The already red skin was treated to a non stop slapping for many minutes.  The groans upgraded themselves to yelps as the leather relentlessly spanked bare skin.  Holding position became more of a challenge and I knew my ass had no escape from the leather as the spanking went on and on.  By now, the cheeks were bright red and quite sore as they caught a brief pause as the hairbrush replaced the leather.  The brush meant business, the spanking and the yelps resumed and the ass accepted without choice.  She placed her left hand on the top of my cheeks to assist with her deadly aim.  She skillfully directed the brush to strike every exposed inch of both cheeks with hard smacks.  A solid hairbrushing ensued for many minutes, only to yield to her bare hands for the final episode of this maintenance spanking.  Although not a firm as the wood hairbrush, the hands were delivering a long and hard spanking, bad boy style. Stinging my entire ass with rapid fire hard strikes.  When finally over, I had been and felt thoroughly spanked for maintenance.  The spanking gods smiled upon the roll of the dice as a 6 appeared.  Again, 7 days from now, next Monday, another maintenance spanking will be due.

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Wednesday, March 14, Pi Day, and Maintenance Day.  Predetermined to be spanked at 8 pm, I mulled through my household chores during the day.  Serving coffee in bed and brushing her hair began my day in the normal manner.  Remaining nude, I prepared and served breakfast and cleaned up the dishes and kitchen.  Compiled trash as tomorrow is trash day and vacuuming carpets.  Bed making and living room straightening, and doing laundry completed my chores.  I was now able to remove my nipple clamps and get dressed for my outside errands.  She had laid out my clothing and I donned, spankers, socks, jeans and T shirt.  Along with shoes, I set out on my days tasks.  Returning just before dinner, I immediately stripped as my house rule states.  At 8 pm I reported and presented myself to be spanked.  She had laid out the doubled belt, braided leather paddle and riding bat.  I took position, presented my ass and waited.  Several minutes later she arrived and patted both cheeks.  The riding crop was her choice for warm up and to begin the spanking.  Several light strokes with varying pauses between strokes served as a warm up.  The bat soon delivered stinging smacks in increasing intensity and tempo.  Soon both cheeks were covered with bee sting like strikes.  The bat continued to swish through the air and land harshly on my ever reddening ass.  With little or no pause, the braided leather paddle was picking up the beat.  The unusual texture of the paddle is very distinctive and delivers a sound smack which treated my cheeks to more pain and red coloring.  Mixed in with paddle strikes, she used the doubled belt.  Nothing mild about either implement as a sound spanking was in full swing.  Soon the belt was on its own and she delivered solid strokes in various directions.  Swung level, the belt lashed across both cheeks which produced yelps after each strike.  Swung forehand and backhand, it sternly belted alternating cheeks with a  painful smack.  Putting the belt aside, it was time for the bare hand segment.  Already quite red and sore, my ass received a long traditional bare hand bad boy spanking.  Rapid strikes covered both cheeks with hard strikes for many minutes.  The paddle and belt each took another two tag team segments as yelps filled the room.  Several more minutes passed as the implements unloaded their wrath and my eyes unloaded their tears.  A full 25 minutes of traditional straight spanking was my maintenance for today.  The spanking ended with a lower back and butt massage.  Funny how hands that can spank so hard can massage so gently.  I rolled a '2' which scheduled Saturday for the next maintenance spanking.

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Sunday, March 11, Maintenance Day.  Astute readers will recall maintenance was scheduled for Saturday.  Spanking was moved to Sunday for 'life happens' reasons.  She determined the maintenance would be delivered at 8 pm.   Reporting to the directed place at the correct time, the first thing she handed me was a blindfold.  I was told to put it in place prior to her laying out any implements.  That should have been my first clue that things were going to be different for this spanking.  Blindfolded, in position, ass presented, I waited and could hear her scurrying about getting implements.  Next I felt her hands, in fur gloves, stroking and patting my cheeks in a sensual massage.  Between my thighs they went and gently pushed outward as the signal for me to spread my legs.  I obeyed and as the outward pushing continued, I kept spreading until the maximum spread was achieved.  The gloved hands continued on to inner thighs, balls, cock and anus.  The massage and gentle strikes felt wonderful as it went on for several minutes.  I was then directed to stand, hands on hips.  Not easy while maintaining the maximum leg spread.  Gloves were off as I felt her fingers pinch and twist both nipples to the point of uttering a slight yelp.  Following the nipple torment, she moved her attention to my crotch.  Both hands administered CBT with an occasional hard slap to my ass.  Following several minutes of increasing CBT and nipple torment, my torso was pushed back on the bed.  I believe it was the leather belt I felt next as a hard strike covered both cheeks.  Over and over it landed, on one cheek, then the opposite, then both.  Hard strokes spanked my recently massaged ass thoroughly for about 50 strokes.  Then directed to stand again, I was beginning to learn the procedure of this domination/spanking session.  Another round of nipple torment preceded a hard slap on each nipple from the riding bat tip, I imagined.  Then other areas felt the stinging bite of the wide leather tip of the riding bat.  Never knowing where it was to strike next and forcing myself to hold spread eagle position, played delightfully into her plan as I accepted surprise strikes to nipples, balls, cock head and ass.  Minutes later, I was pushed back into spanking position on the edge of the bed.  This time I believe it was the hairbrush that spanked my ass to the point of yelping and teardrops.  The brush rested and hands took over with more massage/CBT which culminated in a bare hand hard spanking.  The majority of strokes were aimed at and hit inner cheeks and anus.  Coarse brush bristles scrubbed my inner crotch area to a bright pink color.  The cane or riding crop shaft left two dark purple stripes and growing welts across both cheeks before I was stood up again for the next dose of  massage, nipple torment and CBT.  Well you get the scenario that was playing out.  Each time I was pushed back into spanking position, one of the spanking implements delivered it's approximately 50 hard strokes.  The purse paddle, flexible leather paddle, exotic wood paddle with holes, crop, belt, you name it all took their turn.  Between those episodes she gleefully, randomly slapped every exposed area of my body in spread eagle position.  The final time I want down to be spanked, the big wood paddle unloaded its 50 + or - strikes in fine fashion.  This dominating/spanking maintenance session was finally over.   Exhausted, she helped me on to the bed, removing my blindfold, and then tossed the dice turning up a '3'.  She said "because this session was scheduled for yesterday, four days means Wednesday you will be spanked again.  Be ready." 

Thank you all for reading my exploits of being a 24/7, spanked male submissive.   Your questions and comments are most welcome and will be answered individually here on this venue.  Hope to see you all next time.

Wednesday, March 7...... SPANKED !!!!! for maintenance.  Only 2 days ago I was spanked for more than an hour after not receiving a maintenance spanking for over a month.  Justifiable for sure.  The purple lines and welts were barely visible as I wait in submission, totally nude, blindfolded, ass presented for another maintenance spanking.  She entered and began immediately with the leather belt.  The warm up lasted fewer than 15 strokes as the belt landed increasingly harder and harder against my flesh.  Many strokes later she switched to the narrow hair brush.  No light strokes here as the wooden handle stung my reddened cheeks.  Responding yelps followed each strike.  Relentless, she delivered many strokes thoroughly spanking me with the hair brush.  When that segment ended there was a pause only long enough for her to change implements and I heard the telltale swish through air of the riding bat.  The first strike from the leather tip of the bat bit into my cheeks like a killer bee.  Little did I know how many more strikes were to follow.  I held position as the bat rained down stinking strokes covering both cheeks.  Tears began to flow as the spanking continued.  When she rested the riding bat, the bare hands took up the cadence.   A bare hand spanking on red bare ass cheeks that could not be forgotten went on for many minutes.   Tears and yelps were my contribution to this maintenance spanking.  The hands spanked while the ass accepted for many more minutes.  She completed the bare hand segment only to begin the next with the cherry wood purse paddle.  The first hard stroke hit me like a lightening bolt, a yelp escaped, cheek muscles recoiled and tensed.  I forced my feet to toe in a bit to relax my cheeks and take the remainder of the swats.  The paddle met my ass repeatedly for more strokes than I thought I could take.  Yelps became howles, tears flowed, she paddled on and on.  I knew the deep tissue of my butt would be bruised and quite sore for several days.  Finally she quit, helped me up on the bed and covered me with a blanket.  I then learned of her agenda.  She decided to deliver 100 strokes with each of the implements for this spanking.  Following the few warm up strokes, I accepted nearly 500 hard strokes from these implements.  Just as I began this report... I was SPANKED for maintenance.

She tossed the dice for me and reported my next spanking will be Saturday as a '2' came up.  I do thank all of you for reading and promise to answer each comment or question you may submit.     

Monday, March 5, Maintenance Day.  WOW!!  After living off the grid for over a month we have returned from life with no TV, no internet and virtually no cell phone.  Being around others also meant no spankings were administered.  She determined that was to end and she said "at 8 pm, you will be spanked and spanked good".  I knew what that meant but at the designated time I found myself nude with bare ass presented waiting a long and overdue maintenance spanking.  Seeing me in position, she began with a bare hand warm up.  This lasted many minutes with her most likely thinking my cheeks had not experienced a spanking in over a month.  After awhile, the strikes became harder as a full bare hand, bare ass spanking was in progress.  When she paused, many minutes later, I felt my cheeks very warm and I imagine were glowing a nice pink color when the thumper began its strokes.  Good solid strikes covered both cheeks, upper and lower before it found it way between my thighs and tapped.  I spread my legs, but the tapping continued.  I spread further but still the tapping went on.  I spread the maximum, opening my cheeks wide and exposing my cock, balls and anus.  This was her desire as the thumper now struck inner cheeks and tormented my cock and balls.  Yelps were audible when the thumper found the target of my ass hole.  I knew by now that no area would be spared during this spanking.   The wide belt was next and she swung it with precision.  My entire ass was being slapped with the 2 inch wide leather over and over again.  I was spread open far enough that vertically swung strokes missed both cheeks and landed squarely on my vulnerable swinging balls.  The belting continued as she heard yelping and saw my ass turn from pink to bright red.  My eyes shed tears during the segment of the next implement.  The riding crop is a dual purpose implement.  She used the leather loop at the end like a whip leaving marks all over both cheeks accompanied with yelps and tears.  Next the shaft was used like a cane and she left purple stripes and raised welts in perfect straight lines across both cheeks.  The hairbrush came on for its part with solid strokes being applied to my ass for many long minutes.  Not forgetting my exposed other parts, the short bristles scoured my balls, cock and anus while the riding crop struck the top of my cock.  I was just short of screaming when she paused.  Bare hands went to work.  One grasping my cock and balls firmly while the other spanked squarely on my ass hole.  I weathered this part only to have her pause before the final segment.  The whip marks, purple stripes, welts and red skin were covered with sound smacks from the big wood paddle.  She paddled and paddled and paddled some more until finally I felt a gentle kiss on each cheek.  She raised my tear streaked face, smiled and said I love you.  We hugged and kissed.  My over worked ass will not get much of a recoup  period as a 'ONE' appeared on the dice, meaning I will be stripped and spanked again on Wednesday for maintenance. 

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