Wednesday, August 28, Maintenance Day.  We talked this morning and it was agreed I would submit to a maintenance spanking at 8 pm.  I reported on time, took position and waited.  She let me remain in position with ass presented for about 10 minutes.  She came in and got out the implements she wanted to use.  A coil of rope, the leather slapper, hairbrush, plastic flyswatter, patent leather paddle and doubled leather belt.  A soothing hand rub on my exposed parts ended with a warm up with the leather slapper.  Steadily increasing swats soon warmed and colored my cheeks.  The rope coil was next and there were no soft strikes.  It lashed my flesh with stinging biting smacks repeatedly.  A few were swung uppercut style which really stung my inner thighs.  My old friend the hairbrush picked up the assault landing many hard strokes solidly on alternating cheeks until they were hot, sore and I imagine quite a bright red.  With no pause, the plastic flyswatter was at bat.  This is a very stingy toy and covered both cheeks with bee sting like swats.  It is especially stingy on sensitive areas, which is exactly what she desired.  By placing it between my thighs and tapping she achieved the position she wanted.  Legs open, cheeks spread, balls dangling, all vulnerable and now all being swatted over and over.  When it finally ceased, I had been yelping and had very moist eyes.  She changed moist eyes into full tears with the patent leather paddle.  Still spread wide, the paddle took its toll on the new target, my ass cheeks.  It paddled and paddled for many minutes delivering pain and more redness across both cheeks.  The rope came back to strike the parts it was unable to reach on its prior segment.  Striking between my open cheeks, it stung my anus and balls repeatedly.  Yelps turned to howls, tears flowed as I struggled to hold my legs apart exposing tender areas to the sting of the rope.  Finally that was over and the final implement was ready to strike.  And strike it did....the doubled leather belt crashed against my ass with loud cracks.  Over and over again it lashed on one or both cheeks as she desired.  A good fifty or more strokes landed before she laid it to rest.  She stood me up carefully to keep my legs wide open.  Both hands were used for CBT as I stood spread eagle before her.  Then both tormented my nipples to the point of my yelping.  Then with one hand holding my cock, she struck it with the plastic flyswatter several times.  Then it landed on my nipples with stinging results.  Back and forth from swatting my cock to my nipples as a several minute CBT and nipple torment segment was delivered.  Eventually it all ended with many hugs and kisses and thank yous from me to her.  Tossing the dice was next and it landed displaying a '3' on the face.  Sunday is the next day I will be spanked for maintenance.

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Saturday, August 24, away from home maintenance spanking.   I was not sure what was in store for this weekend away, but when Friday came and went without being spanked, I knew a hotel room spanking was planned.  After a long day on Saturday, driving to a neighboring state, and doing two tourist stops, we checked into our hotel.  Only staying about an hour, we headed off to a minor league ballpark for a game.  Returning after a great evening, we prepared for bed.  I was almost undressed as she was fumbling in the suitcase for the implements she had brought along.  Finish stripping she said and bend over the edge of the bed and present your ass.  Obeying as quick as possible, I saw the purse paddle, leather slapper and hairbrush placed next to me.  The bare hand warmed me up before hard swats reddened my cheeks. The leather slapper continued the procedure as I absorbed more swats.  Holding position but slight yelps escaped from my lips.  Nothing like what was to follow when the hair brush and finally the purse paddle were brought into play.  If there were hotel guests next door, I knew they could hear the wood of both implements smacking my bare ass and the muffled yelps that filled the room.  She finally slid me into bed with  hot, red, and sore cheeks contacting the crisp cool sheets.  A well earned deep sleep lasted until close to 8:30 on Sunday morning.  We had a wedding to attend at 2 pm, so not much was planed for the early part of the day.  I showered and returning to the room said, how about a late breakfast.  Sure, right after this, she said pushing me back over the edge of the bed.  My tender, and barely dry from the shower ass cheeks, were no match for the hair brush.  She spanked me soundly with the hair brush while I gritted my teeth to prevent more yelps.  The purse paddle came on with an encore of many medium strokes. She finished with about a dozen hard strokes which left moist eyes on one end and a bright red ass on the other.  I sat gingerly at breakfast while we discussed the upcoming wedding and the rest of the day.  We had no dice to roll but agreed on Wednesday being the next maintenance spanking.  Sorry for the delay in reporting, but we stayed again on Sunday night and did not arrive back home until late Monday.   Tune in again after Wednesday for another episode.

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Sunday, August 18, Maintenance Day.  We enjoyed a good weekend and accomplished a lot of nagging outdoor chores.  About midday, she determined and said I think about 8 pm would be a good time for you to be spanked....be ready.  The day passed without issue and after outdoor work was done, I stripped for a shower.  Remaining nude, we had dinner and watched a bit of news on the TV.  Nearing 8, I went to the bedroom. prepared a place, bent over the bed, presented my ass and waited.  When she arrived, she began to assemble the implements to be used for my maintenance spanking.  I saw, the leather belt, leather slapper, two short floggers, the purse paddle and a short, heart shaped cherry wood paddle.  The business end was no bigger than a small hairbrush and the handle was just over 7 inches long.  Being cherry wood and having been spanked with it quite some time ago, I remembered it felt much like a wooden spoon...small area, concentrated force and quite painful.  The spanking got under way with a warm up from the belt.  Several soft to medium strikes reddened and warmed my presented ass cheeks nicely.  With no gradual increase in intensity, the belt began to mean business.  Hard swats covered both cheeks and I began to squirm and utter muffled yelps.  The slapper followed and stung my flesh before being thrust between my upper thighs making me spread my legs exposing more tender areas and hanging balls.  She wasted no time in slapping my balls with uppercut swings.  Holding position, yelping and shedding tears, I knew I was in for it when she grabbed the purse paddle next.  A hard strike on my left cheek was immediately followed by another on my right causing loud howls.  Many landed on alternating cheeks over the next several minutes.  Not a real fast tempo, but sound strokes from the solid cherry wood.  I was really being paddled.  Finally being put to rest, the purse paddle yielded to a short flogger.  The short leather falls stung my flesh with each strike.  Several were swung in uppercut style covering my cock and balls with leather strikes.  Minutes passed before I felt the solid swat of the small heart shaped paddle.  Ass cheeks were being covered with hard, painful strikes.  This little paddle was much more that it appears.  More tears, more yelps and slight movement on my part lasted several more minutes.  The second flogger was brought on to finish things out.  Taking the lead from its brother, it swung quickly and flogged my balls, cock and anus with fire.  A few on the red hot cheeks, but most were ass hole, cock and ball aimed and hit with amazing accuracy.  It all ended with bare hand swats on both cheeks and 10 or more on my anus to close things out.  She stood me up and said I had taken 50 swats with each of the 6 toys.  A hug, kiss and a thank you preceded my tossing the dice.    It came up a '5' meaning Saturday will be the next maintenance day.  She quickly reminded me we will be away Saturday, so you will probably be spanked on Friday........or BOTH!!!

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Sunday, August 10, Maintenance Day....spanked long and hard!  Most readers will remember the maintenance spanking was due on Friday, but life interrupted our plans twice and the spanking was put off.  Sunday morning I was up and on about my outdoor chores.  On one of my trips inside, she said I am making an appointment for your spanking at noon....be there.  I agreed and continued with outdoor activities while keeping an eye on the clock.  I came in in time, went upstairs and stripped in preparation.  Nude, I placed myself over the edge of the bed in submission position with my ass presented to accept the spanking.  As the clock turned to 12, she entered the room and handed me the blindfold.  I saw nothing for the next hour.  I could hear the toys being set up and knew there were several.  The warm up began with the leather slapper, I think.  When the strokes became harder, I knew the warm up was over.  Another sign was the slapper being placed between my upper thighs and tapped from side to side.  She kept tapping until my spread was at the max....ass cheeks open wide and cock and balls hanging freely.  The slapper took the opportunity to deliver several uppercut slaps to my dangling parts.  I knew this was going to be an involved session.    The next toy, despite the exposed areas, paddled my cheeks repeatedly.  Many minutes of sound paddling with what I believe was one of our leather paddles...maybe the patent leather one.  Regardless, the paddling continued until I could tell by the heat and soreness that my ass must have been bright red and very well spanked.  Next, I believe was the flexible leather paddle but she used the fur side first.  The pleasurable feel of the fur on tender skin was too nice to last.  After covering most of my legs, back and ass with strokes of the soft fur, the paddle struck.  Cheeks, thighs and balls all got spanked with the smooth leather.   The riding bat took over and with its narrow striking surface, my anus became the prime target.  Struggling to hold position, the riding bat tormented my ass hole and hanging balls with stinging swats lasting several minutes.  A wood backed hairbrush was next but did not spank right away.  She reached between my open legs and grasped my cock and balls and held them firmly while the coarse bristles scoured them briskly.  Moving to my anus the brush never slowed down, scrubbing my butt hole to a bright pink.  A slight pause before I felt the cool fluid on my anus.  Ah, I thought, lotion....but no, the coolness was lube and a butt plug violated my ass hole.  Now, plugged, the hairbrush went about its spanking chore.  Both cheeks took many strikes while the plug filled my anus.  Soon she stood me up after removing the plug.  She pinched and twisted my nipples until a yelp escaped from my lips, then the riding bat and leather slapper spanked my nipples at length.  A hand grasped the back of my neck forcing me back into a bent over position once again presenting my ass.  The leather belt wasted no time in covering both cheeks with many sound swats.  The purse paddle, discipline stick and several other implements spanked my ass while tears moistened the blindfold.  Some toys got a second turn and the spanking went on for quite some time.  When she finally stood me to remove the blindfold, I noticed one hour and 7 minutes had passed.  Relief was on my side as the rolling dice came to rest with a 6 on top.  Next Sunday I will be again spanked for maintenance.

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Sunday, August 4, maintenance due and carried out.  After a busy but productive weekend of indoor and outdoor around the house jobs, we settled in for the evening.  Deciding to use the Yankees vs Red Sox game to direct tonight's spanking, she chose the leather slapper and a hairbrush to administer my maintenance.  Implements were to be alternated to insure both would see duty.  Disappointed, as game time was postponed for weather reasons, we patiently waited.  When the game began, the Sox were turned away in the first inning.  The Yankees, however plated a run with a solo home run and a single earning me 25 swats with the hairbrush.  Presenting my bare ass, the hairbrush painted my cheeks red and sent soreness deep into the tissue.  The Sox managed a single in their half of the second and the slapper stung my reddened cheeks with 5 slaps.  No runs scored in the second, but the Yankees had a double which provided the hairbrush the opportunity to deliver another 10 solid strokes.  The third inning will long be remembered as Boston did not score, but gave me another 10 swats with the leather slapper.  The Yanks, however, broke the game open with 3 doubles, two singles and scoring 6 runs which totaled to 160 strokes.  The hairbrush lay in waiting.  Knowing this would be brutal, I grasped the arms of the recliner, bent over and presented my ass.  She began delivering the 160 swats with the hairbrush.  Yelping, but holding position, I took them all.  As sound of a spanking I can remember, the brush struck alternating and ever reddening cheeks until the count had been reached.  My ass was on fire and I could barely sit for the next inning.  The late start and the slow pace of the game as neither team did any damage in the 4 inning, caused her to become very sleepy.  She went on to bed saying if there is more, you will get them in the morning.  The Sox scored 2 in the 5th and 2 more in the 6th while the Yanks managed a double in the 8th.  I went on to bed with a deep soreness in my ass.  After morning coffee in bed as our tradition dictates, she smiled saying well we have unfinished business...what do I owe you.  I explained there was 40 for the Sox in the 5th, 50 for the Sox in the 6th and 10 for the Yankees in the 8th.  Totaling them meant 100 more strokes are due.  This would be bittersweet....yes, it was the next day, but now I had to take them all at once. Holding the arms of the recliner and again presenting my ass, the maintenance spanking was about to continue.  After a brief warm up with her bare hand, which did little except renew the red color and soreness from the night before, she began.  The leather slapper delivered its 40 hard swats without pause leaving my flesh bright red and stinging.  Neither she or the hairbrush seemed concerned as the 50 more strokes began. Just as last night, alternating cheeks had to absorb the force as the wood met my skin with no remorse fifty times.  I thought at least the final ten would be from the slapper.  But no!!!  She said 10 more, right?  Yes, I said through clenched teeth.  She went away but came back with the steel reinforced leather paddle.  Last ten she said and then delivered the strokes with the hardest swings she could muster.  I had been soundly spanked.  Go roll the die she commanded.  I obeyed with moderate results....a four turned up, scheduling the next spanking for Friday.

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