Sunday, Sept 30, Maintenance Day.  Last day of the month, last day of the regular baseball season, so we will use the last regular season for a maintenance spanking.  Because both teams are bound for the post season, we did not expect a lot of hitting or scoring.  Action began right away as Boston scored 4 runs in the first.  With the hits, I had to present my ass for 110 strokes from the leather paddle.  The Yankees were doing nothing but Boston added another 3 runs in the second and the wood paddle delivered 75 sound strokes.  Each team got a single in the third, so 5 strokes from each paddle completed the spankings for that inning.  Yankees got it going in the 4th with a double and home run.  That 2 runs cost my cheeks 50 hard strokes from the flexible leather paddle.  Not to be out done, Boston, came right back with 3 more runs.  I presented my ass and gritted my teeth.  Seventy hard strokes later left me with red, sore, and deeply bruised cheeks.  Only 4 innings into the game I had already absorbed over 300 strokes.  Nothing in the 5th, the Yanks cost me 5 strokes in the 6th and Boston had doubles in their half of the 7th and 8th innings.  Ten more strokes in each inning rounded off the total for the game at 340 strokes.  Baseball is over and so was this maintenance spanking.  Playoffs begin Wednesday but we are not sure if we will use baseball games or football games to direct future maintenance spankings.  I rolled a '2' scheduling Wednesday as the next day I submit to being spanked. 

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Tuesday, Sept. 25 Maintenance Day.  Monday turned into a 'life gets in the way' occurrence, so maintenance was pushed off for a day.  The next day began as all do with me serving coffee in bed.  As we discussed our day, she said after breakfast and your morning chores, come back in here, we are not waiting until tonight.  I brushed her hair and got up, put on my nipple clamps and began to prepare breakfast.  After serving it and completing the rest of my morning chores, I reported back to the bedroom as directed.  She made a place and laid out several toys including the thin oak paddle, riding bat, heavy wood paddle with holes, rubber strap and leather slapper.  She said 'bend over the bed and present your ass......you're getting spanked'.  I complied and a brief bare hand warm up commenced.  The thin oak paddle went first and stung my cheeks all over with a raining of many many strokes.  Nicely pink, my ass was then treated to a deep tissue bruising with the heavy paddle with holes as it landed square on both cheeks for several minutes.  The riding bat found its way to her right hand as the heavy paddle rested.  She placed it between my thighs and issued the one word command "spread'em", I obeyed as she tapped the inside of both thighs until I had spread my legs as wide as possible.  The riding bat with it iconic swish thru the air was landing blows covering upper and lower, inner and outer cheeks along with some uppercut strokes to let my balls and anus know they were not being spared.  Now deeply bruised and cherry red cheeks were at the mercy of the rubber strap.  Yelps echoed throughout the room with each lashing of the rubber strap.  I could imaging deep purple stripes left in the wake of each solid stroke from the strap.  Finally it ceased and I heard another command.   'Up on the bed, on your knees, head down' obeying instantly taking position expecting more spanking.  A wet finger lubed my hole and a butt plug was inserted.  Feeling total submission I soon was being spanked with the leather slapper on every inch of my vulnerable cheeks.  After many minutes of this, she removed the but plug and inserted a dildo giving me a good butt fucking.  Next she was directing a new position.  I was to lie prone on the bed with a wedge support under my hips and legs spread wide.  Getting into the position she demanded left me  immobile with red cheeks, my recently violated asshole, cock and ball package totally exposed and vulnerable.  She skillfully used both the long fall and short fall leather floggers on my entire body.  From the back of my head to my heels, E V E R Y T H I N G was soundly flogged.  A quick, rapid fire session with the riding bat just to leave my cheeks glowing red finished my maintenance episode. 

Tossing the dice, I saw a 5 appear, meaning Sunday will be the next appointment.  Smiling, she said, well, either Saturday or Sunday, as I was thinking, I hope not both.     

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Saturday, Sept. 22, End of the week of maintenance.  My ass is sore!!!!.  I can't recall being spanked this much since early on in my first DD relationship.  New to the DD lifestyle and my wife, I was being spanked several times a day.  You remember the situation which preceded this week.  We were away with few to no opportunities for spankings.  Returning home she had determined daily spankings for the next 4 days were in order to make up for it.  The last report was on the Tuesday night spanking directed by the Yankee - Boston game where I took strokes from the hairbrush and doubled belt.  Wednesday's game began with a lingering soreness in both cheeks.  There would be no relief as the Yankees racked up 10 runs enroute to a 10-1 win.  The implements in waiting were the purse paddle and the riding bat.  Boston managed a hit in their half of the first and the purse paddle delivered its 5 strokes to my presented ass.  No action in the next 2 half innings, but the Yanks scored 3 runs in the second and the riding bat swished thru the air and stung my flesh 65 times.  Nothing for Boston in the third but the Yanks got a double, so the purse paddle gave 10 hard spanks.  The purse paddle is a spanking machine.  Made of solid cherry and short with a diagonal grain, it never fails to deliver a sound swat.  Boston got a hit and I got 5 stings from the riding bat.  The Yankees homered for a run and the cherry wood paddled my ass 20 times.  Boston scored in the 5th inning and the riding bat blistered my cheeks 35 times.  After 5 strokes in the 6th for a single, the Yanks broke the game open in their half scoring 4 runs.  Presenting my ass and gritting my teeth, the cherry wood purse paddle delivered 105 strokes, each with a resounding smack and resulting yelp.  I could barely sit but was right back up for 5 more strokes in each of the next to Boston at bats.  Yankees scored two more and I held position as the purse paddle delivered 55 more strokes while tears rolled down my face.  Boston got 2 hits in the ninth and the riding bat stung my deep purple cheeks 10 times bringing the total for this session to 325 strokes. As I slid in bed, I was thinking my ass will be sore all night.

The toys for the third consecutive day of spanking were the big wood paddle and the flexible leather paddle.  To shorten up this report, let me say both paddles were kept very busy as there were hits and scoring in every inning except the sixth.  Total strokes for both teams for each inning went like this.  First inning - 45, second - 100, third - 25, fourth - 80, fifth - 35, sixth - 0, seventh - 80, eighth - 65 and ninth - 15.  If you have been adding, you know a whopping 445 strokes smacked my red and sore cheeks.  Now, I knew the soreness and bruising would last all night and the next day. 

Friday, the final day of spanking, Boston had left town and Baltimore was in.  I gingerly sat down on bruised and sore cheeks awaiting the start of the game.  My heart sank as the implements chosen for tonight were a thick Brazilian cherry paddle with holes and the dreaded new toy, the rubber paddle.  Little did I know the Yanks would win this high scoring contest 9 - 8.  Only the 3rd and 6th innings spared my ass from being soundly paddled.  Again, I will give you the totals by inning.  First - 45, second - 10, third - 0, fourth - 105, fifth - 55, sixth - 0, seventh - 125, eighth - 115, ninth - 5.  An unbelievable 460 strokes pounded my ass while I yelped, howled, cried, and squinted eyes shed tears.  I kissed her lovingly as she hugged me while saying she was proud of my taking my medicine.  Getting back to our normal schedule, we tossed the dice scheduling Monday when I will present my ass and accept the next maintenance spanking.

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Tuesday, Sept. 18.......SPANKED, with more to come for maintenance.   Well, so much to catch up on.  Being away since late August with no internet has kept me from reporting to you.  Lets begin with the spanking party on August 25.  We met another female spanker who is relatively new to the group and brand new to us.  The party began like most do with some social time and a fine dinner.  When 'play' time came, all the males were stripped as usual and sat at the feet of their Dominant waiting for the round robin spankings to begin.  Each male went around the circle of ladies twice and were well spanked.  Most were OTK, but there was some bent standing and wheelbarrow spankings too.  A card drawing game was next and asses became more red as spankings were given and received by many parties many times.  Eventually we all found our way to the basement dungeon where men were spanked in several positions on different pieces of equipment.  I absorbed a thorough maintenance spanking and slept quite well with a warm red ass.  We left on Sunday morning and made our way north and opened the New York house for a short stay.  No TV or internet was connected as the stay was to be only till the railroad convention in September.  There were a few token spankings at home and a good friend of ours delivered a quick spanking during the convention.  We left New Jersey on Sunday with threatening weather from the approaching hurricane.  Not wishing to drive thru that, we headed more west than normal.  A much longer, slower and wetter trip dragged on until we arrived home early afternoon today.  A maintenance spanking was way overdue so she decided to spank during tonight baseball game as well as every night this week.  We will not roll the dice until the final spanking on Friday night.  I will detail tonights spanking and will report again after Fridays final episode in this 4-day maintenance spanking.  A slow start to the game netted me only 30 strokes over the first 5 innings.  In the 6th, both teams got hits and I took 15 for the Boston hits and 10 more from the Yankees efforts.  Still a 1-0 score stood through the top of the 7th.  In their half, the Yankees broke through with a 3 run home run.  The hair brush stung my ass with 60 hard strokes.  The Red Sox smashed a triple in the 8th and the belt lashed my cheeks 15 times.  With some very poor play in the 9th, the Yankees handed Boston another run without the benefit of a hit.  The hair brush was up again and 20 hard strokes ended the maintenance portion for Tuesday. 

I apologize for the long time between entries and thank you all for your patience.  Following Friday's episode, I will report to you all again.  Meanwhile, all questions or comments will be answered right here for all to read.