Wednesday, February 27, at long last...Maintenance Day.  A sincere and hearty apology to loyal readers for the looooong delay in providing this episode.  Nearly 3 weeks since the last post has been filled with a 10 day visit from vanilla friends, head colds for both my Dominant and myself, a lower back injury, nearly 20 degree below normal temps for Las Vegas and a 4 plus day drive back to Tennessee thru rain most of the way.  Finally arriving home last Friday, neither she nor I have felt up to conducting a proper maintenance spanking.  Enough on the excuse side, it all came to an end today.  Early in the day I asked if she felt up to a maintenance spanking tonight.  She smiled saying she had already got the toys out and I should plan on being spanked.  Reporting at the prescribed time I found the blindfold, and 7 spanking implements.  A leather slapper, purse paddle, two thin oak paddles, braided loopy johnny, narrow hairbrush and both her new favorites, the rubber paddle and rubber strap.  Putting on the blindfold and placing my totally nude body in position, I knew I was on the verge of a long overdue and quite painful maintenance spanking. 

The slapper began the evening with some light strokes serving as a warm up.  Soon it was being swung for real landing solid swats on my presented cheeks.  She skillfully covered the entire cheeks and included the upper things and sit spots.  The purse paddle was next and it meant business.  Within no time I was yelping with each strike.  Hard strokes landed on both cheeks turning pink skin bright red.  The loopy johnny stung already tender cheeks as it was swung from side to side.  Tears moistened the blindfold as my vocal reports followed each stroke.  Another stinging implement was used next.  The thin oak paddles peppered my ass like machine gun fire.  I held position and fought off the natural reaction of reaching back with my hands to protect my cheeks from the assault.  With no break, the narrow hair brush came on strong.  It seemed her target was my upper thighs and sit spots.  Full tears poured into the blindfold.  I had slightly raised my torso off the pillow to help ease the pain along with maintaining a tow-in foot position to reduce clenching of the cheeks.  This position allowed access to my nipples which she took advantage of by reaching both hands around my chest.  Grasping both nipples with twisting and pinching as howles came from my lips.  Coarse short bristles scrubbed my sore and abused nipples.  Then spreading my legs, she brought the brush down to my crotch and scoured my anus and balls.  As close as I have ever came to crying out, I fought hard to hold position of presented ass, immobile nipples and vulnerable ass hole and balls.  The brush rested but the attack was continued with her bare hands.  One on my lower back and her hip against mine, locked me into an immobile and compromised position.  She proceeded with a bare hand spanking of at least one hundred strokes.  With sore nipples, raw anus and balls and ass cheeks a crimson red color, I awaited the next implement.  She brought out the most painful toys last.  The rubber paddle smacked cheeks over and over as full tears flowed out from under the saturated blindfold.  Solid strikes landing on alternating cheeks for what seemed like forever was causing howles from me after each stroke.  Finally ending the paddle segment was not much help as the strap picked up the pace.  A sound rubber strapping on very sore cheeks is no picnic.  Nearly screaming after each stroke, I could not imagine what the skin on my ass looked like.  When she finally stopped, she covered my cheeks with a lotion and nice rub.  Removing my blindfold, I stood and kissed her thanking her for the maintenance spanking I just received. 

A few minutes later I tossed the dice and saw a '3' turn up.  Adding 'one' means I will be spanked again on Sunday.  I will do my best to post the account of that spanking in a timely manner.  Sorry there were no photos of the toys in this post as it is long enough already.

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Friday, Feb. 8, Maintenance Day.  A full week after the Sin in the City event began found me facing another spanking for maintenance.  Still away and with only a few implements, Ms Mirage decided on a simple OTK spanking.  She called me into the bedroom of our condo unit at about 8:15. She was on the bed, sitting, back against the headboard with two implements at her side.  The purse paddle and the rubber strap.  Add to that her bare hand which is another creditable spanking implement.  Already nude, she directed me over her lap on a pillow.  Thighs and torso down in contact with the bed and ass perched on the pillow left me in a compromised and immobile vulnerable position.  She began the spanking with the purse paddle.  As most of you have seen in prior photos in this blog is a short solid paddle.  Made of cherry wood it delivers a solid blow which stings and is heavy enough to cause deep tissue soreness if swung with authority.  If there was a warm up, I missed it.  Not hard strokes, but not light either.  Rhythmic strikes at a tempo of approx one per two seconds on alternating cheeks began to take their toll.  Intensity varied from an occasional hard one to light, but most were medium.  After about 10 continuous minutes of non stop spanking, she rested the purse paddle.  My cheeks felt quite warm and I imagine were very red at this point.  She may have missed two beats in the tempo but the bare hand picked up the beat set by the purse paddle.  Unable to even squirm in this position, my cheeks had to accept the solid strikes of her bare hand.  Nothing fancy, or thigh strikes, just a continuation of one stroke after the other on the same spot.  A simple spanking on alternating cheeks over and over again.  Steady as a clock, she continued the spanking for about another 10 minutes.  Muffled yelps after each strike became the order of this traditional OTK spanking.  Again she missed about two beats as she picked up the rubber strap.  This implement means business even swung with medium intensity.  The strap stung my tender and bright red cheeks with each strike.  The hard ones hurt like hell as the medium ones kept the yelps coming after each one.  Immobile and vulnerable, my ass was subject to a solid strapping after a paddling and bare hand spanking.  Another 10 minutes of strapping seemed intolerable as my yelps and moist eyes increased during this segment.  Finally over, the 30 minute continuous paddling, spanking and strapping had left my ass crimson and very sore.  After crawling off her lap and thanking her, I tossed the dice and again the spanking Gods smiled on me, showing another '6'.  This means next Friday, I will be spanked again.  We should be on the way back home which means another hotel spanking is in store for me.  This has been quite a trip.

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Fri - Sat - Sun, Feb 1 - 2 - 3, Maintenance Weekend.  The BDSM/Spanking event, Sin in the City, in Las Vegas is over and will be remembered.  Good venue, good workshops and seminars, good presenters and very good dungeon parties.  From 9pm - 2am, several hundred players filled 3 dungeons and enjoyed the equipment, friends and strangers alike.  Personally, I reacquainted with old friends and made some new ones.  I will relate the weekend parties to you in general hitting the most enjoyable points.  Friday evening we entered the main dungeon and located a vacant spanking bench and opened the toy bags.  Stripped totally nude like most other submissives and bottoms of both sexes, I took position on the bench as Ms Mirage began the first of several sessions.  Using bare hand, paddles, straps and all the implements we brought, she colored my ass cheeks crimson.  Players and watchers were everywhere as Dominants, Masters and Tops dominated, bound and spanked submissives, slaves and bottoms.  I never saw my clothing again until we left just before 2am.  There were brief breaks between scenes, but action was fairly solid for the nearly 5 hours the dungeon was open.  Ms Mirage was off doing another scene when a 'new to me' female Dominate asked if I would like to play with her.  After agreeing and a brief negotiation, I found myself over a spanking horse as she delivered a wonderful bare hand spanking with lots of full body contact.  Suddenly, she was on my back, straddling me like a rider as I was prone on the horse.  Sitting facing my ass, she continued the bare hand spanking.  Another highlight was the second session with my Dominant, Ms Mirage. I was placed in a sling with ankles through leather loops raising and spreading my legs.  Anyone who wished to look had a perfect of everything I owned, piercings and all as Ms Mirage administered a wonderful CBT and nipple torments scene.  Quite awhile and a few scenes later, I was standing with Ms Mirage having a break sipping water.  Another female approached and asked if she could look under my wrap.  Ms Mirage nodded approval and left as the gal began to lift my wrap again exposing me completely,  She did not want to spank me, just feel me.  I stood nude while she touched, fondled, caressed and rubbed my ass, cock and balls for several minutes.  She left with a hearty thank you as I experienced the most strange scene ever.  You gotta love dungeon parties!!!

Saturday night there were even more nude and partially clad players milling throughout the dungeon.  I had a wonderful scene with a woman I met in one of the workshops.  She placed me on a spanking bench and had her way with all of me for about an hour and a quarter.  Many implements including some sensual toys completed a spanking I will remember for a long time.  Another highlight was another scene with my Dominant.  This time I was tied to a post and blindfolded.  She had me hopping with strokes to my cheeks as I stood upright to escape the strikes.  This move left my cock and balls unprotected and protruded.  She then used the oak paddles to deliver strokes to my package.  This in turn caused me to bend to protect the family jewels which stuck my ass out.  Well she switched to spanking my cheeks until I stood up again.  This procedure continued many times as I yelped from the spanking of both ass and package alternatively.  Several other scenes went on until we finally decided to leave just before closing. 

Sunday, we attended a whip workshop and I squirmed on a still red and sore ass.  Most of Sunday as the event wound down, I could feel the result of two days of spankings.  We had dinner with friends and in the evening I tossed the dice.  The spanking gods were with me as a '6' turned up.  Being Saturdays roll, means on Friday night, another maintenance spanking is due.  What a great weekend.

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