Monday, Jan, 21, Maintenance Day.  Hello from Las Vegas.  We have been here less than 5 hours and I have been stripped and spanked for maintenance.  A brief background..... We have been traveling since Saturday the 12th enroute to Las Vegas via stops along the way in Tombstone and Phoenix Arizona.  I was spanked last monday in a hotel room and was scheduled for another on Saturday.  However we were staying with family and it was impossible.  A later start today and a four plus hour drive saw us arrive in Vegas very late in the afternoon.  Getting checked in, unloading, solving a few unexpected problems and setting up our timeshare took us past dinner time.  We caught a quick meal at the casino next door and returned to our unit.  She said it was time and she directed me to remove all my clothing and get over her lap....it is time for SPANKING!!  Obeying, I climbed over her lap and into position.  Knees and torso down, bare ass, immobile and facing the ceiling, she began the overdue maintenance spanking.  She had chosen the riding bat and purse paddle for this episode. (Sorry, no pictures while we are away from home)  The riding bat was used first and delivered several light strokes as a warm up.  The strikes soon increased in tempo and intensity until leather tip of the bat was landing quite hard on my cheeks.  Many minutes of this was taking its toll as my ass was turning red and sore from these bee sting like strikes.  She skillfully covered every square inch of both cheeks with hard strokes as I began to yelp after each one.  Unable to move or even squirm, my ass had to absorb every strike of this part of this assault.  She finally rested this implement and I sighed into the pillow my face was buried in.  This second or two of relief was rudely interrupted with a solid strike from the purse paddle.  Without a second to process this new pain, the next one landed other other cheek.  The cherry wood paddle was meeting flesh and my ass was losing the battle.  Yelps turned into howls as the paddle kept up a steady pounding on alternating cheeks.  The stream of hard strokes was interrupted by occasional very hard strikes which brought tears to my eyes.  Many minutes of this turned cheeks to deep read and tears moistened my pillow.  Another traditional OTK finally ended as I raised off her lap and kissed and thanked her for delivering my needed maintenance.   Rolling the dice was unfriendly as a 'ONE' appeared.  On Wednesday, my second of many more spankings in Las Vegas will take place.   Stay tuned for more reports.

Thanks again to all readers and as usual you questions and comments will be answered.