Sunday, Oct. 27, received a maintenance spanking.  All readers deserve to know what has caused my long absence from this blog.  As was reported last time, we arrived in our southern home with much to do.  Dr. appointments and settling in took more time than usual.  Medical issues for Ms Mirage took a huge emotional drain on her and myself as well.  She never felt up to normal duties for several days, let alone maintenance spankings.  She did mention if a few times, but nothing came together.  As everyone is aware, time is a great healer especially for emotional issues.  She has come to grips with her plight and surgery is scheduled.  Last night, Sunday, she said she felt up to it and wasn't sure how long it will last, but go get ready, you need it and you are getting spanked.  I went to the bedroom and proceeded to get into position as she got out a few implements.  The flexible leather paddle, riding bat, hairbrush and rubber thumper were her choices.  I bent over the edge of the bed and presented my bare ass as she was ready to begin the warm up.  The flexible leather paddle was her choice and light strokes with the fur side started the session.  After a suitable warm up, she switched to the smooth leather side and no more light strokes were to be felt.  A solid paddling was delivered and next the riding bat was brought into play.  She grabbed my hips to back me up a bit before continuing the spanking.  The bat was swung firmly and the wide leather tip bit into the pink flesh on my cheeks.  I thought next it would be placed between my thighs as the signal to spread my legs and expose inner thighs, cheeks and anus, but it was not to happen.  Each stroke landed squarely on my reddening ass.  The stinging strokes continued to land in perfect rhythm as my eyes began to moisten.  After a bit, she put the riding bat to rest and resorted to an old fashioned bare hand spanking.   Spanking long and hard, my cheeks turned bright red and soreness began to set in.  When she rested her hand, the pause was short lived before the rubber thumper took over.  Normally a massaging toy, when swung with authority it delivered a good thud on each stroke.  Covering my entire ass, the red flesh was now very sore from the assault with the last toy yet to be used.  As the thumper was placed on the bed, I knew the hairbrush was at the ready.  There was no mistaking the beginning of this segment, as a loud smack echoed in the room followed by a yelp from me.  The strike was solid on my right cheek and I lurched forward.  She pulled my hips back into position and smacked my left cheek with a equally hard strike.  Another yelp got out just before then next stroke landed.  Both cheeks caught some of this strike and a yelp was to follow that and each successive stroke.  The scenario continued for many strokes until she began a more rapid tempo.  I was howling and tears were flowing as the fast striking was making raw meat of the flesh on my crimson ass cheeks.  She slowed a bit but each stroke was hard until she finally ended the session.  She told me she had determined to give 50 strokes from each implement for a grond total of 250 for this shortened maintenance session.  I stood for our traditional hug and kiss and my thanking her .

The first dice roll in quite some time resulted in a number '4' showing up.  This will place the next spanking on Friday.  We has scheduled to be away for the weekend, so if that becomes impossible, another day will be chosen.  I could be Thursday before we leave or Sunday when we return.  She reassured me I will be spanked for maintenance on one of those days.

Many thanks to all readers for waiting out this period of inactivity.   Please leave your comments or questions about this episode.  All will be individually answered.  Again my heartfelt thanks to you all.

Maintenance Spanking before and at the Weekend spanking party.  On Friday night I got spanked during the Nationals against the Cardinals ball game.  It was unscheduled, but she felt it was a good idea.  A low scoring game as the Nats pitched a no hitter into the 8th inning.   Several hits and runs by the Nats kept my ass spanked as the Cards have virtually no offense.  She failed to finish the game and still owed me 45 strokes.  She had used the doubled belt and a hairbursh the night before during the game.  We got up early to pack and leave for the spanking party.  The toys were still out and she asked how many more strokes were due.  I told her the amount and she directed me to get into position.  So my bare ass got into position and took another 45 strokes from the belt.  A good start to the Saturday that would see me, and other subs spanked by the 5 Dominant females in attendance.   The party had a Halloween theme and costumes were on hand.  Soon, after many laughs and a good dinner, we all headed for the lower floor to start the games.  A round robin led off as has become customary at these parties.  The ladies each took a chair and the totally nude male submissives draped themselves over a lap.  Then moving to the next lap as each sub was spanked by all 5 Dominant women.   Red asses were soon on display and game after game was enjoyed by all.  Different positions, different toys, different ladies, same result ....Well spanked, bright red cheeks on all the guys.  A break for dessert and a few folks left for the evening.   The three remaining men were each placed in a compromising position with ass presented and vulnerable.  I was prone on the massage table and the others occupied a spanking bench and sofa back.  The three gals circulated around as they took a long session with each sub.  They spanked us for over an hour before finally ending.  A nightcap and good friends parted after a wonderful party. 

We left midday on Sunday for the long drive south.  We stopped in Virginia and finally arrived home late afternoon on Monday.  Dinner, unpacking, setting the house up to be inhabitable ate up the evening.  Tuesday, we finish up and ran errands including a Dr. appointment and finally settled in.  Just now, getting to recount the weekend for you.  No dice roll has taken place as yet, but I imagine she is ready to spank me for maintenance this week. 

Sorry for the delay in reporting, and hopefully, now that we are in our winter home, I will be able to keep more current with blog episodes.  Questions and comments are always welcome and will be answered.  I do appreciate all readers and thank you for your support.

Friday, Oct. 4. Spanked for maintenance.  Life and spankings on hold due to travel prep for our pilgrimage south for the winter.  Many things to be done to close up a house for 6 months as well as other life chores. Anyway, she decided to spank me Friday and use the first playoff game between the Yankees and Twins to direct to event.  She got out the flexible leather paddle and a hairbrush to be used on my bare ass.  You are all familiar with how this goes, after each half inning I get spanked according to hits and runs from the team at bat.  The game started right off with the second batter for the Twins homering for a 1 - 0 lead.  Bending over, I took 20 strokes from the leather paddle.  In their half of the first, the Yanks got a double and the hairbrush kissed my cheeks 10 times.  The second inning saw the Twins rack up a double, but no score, so I got 10 more strokes from the paddle.  In the third, Minnesota went ahead 2 - 0 with another solo homer and the hairbrush connected for another 20 strokes.  The Yankees answered in the third scoring 3 runs along with a double and 2 singles.  I stood, bent over and the leather paddle delivered 80 strokes to my reddening cheeks.  Carefully sitting thru the fourth inning as neither team managed a hit.  Little did I know, it would be the only inning I was not spanked as there were many hits and runs by both teams in this game.  In the fifth, the Twins scored another run and the hairbrush soundly smacked my sore ass 35 times.  SORE, did I say sore....not even close as the Yanks added 2 runs in their half and the paddle struck 50 times on my flaming cheeks.  Did not get to sit long and the Twins added a run in the sixth and she used the hairbrush to treat my ass to 20 more hard swats.  I love the Yankees, but 2 solo homers caused me to present my cheeks for 40 more strokes from the leather paddle.  Thank God and Yankee pitching for sitting the Twins down without a hit for the seventh.  My beloved Yankees broke the game open with another 3 runs in their half of the seventh.  Yelps echoed in the room and tears streaked down my face as she gave me 70 strokes with the hairbrush squarely on my crimson ass.  The spanking came to an end in the eighth as the Twins eked out a single, causing a 5 stroke finale with the paddle.  All totaled it came to 110 strokes for the Twins and 250 for the Yankees as they won 10 - 4.  A red hot ass, spanked 350 times, slid in on crisp cool sheets before sleep took over.  Morning arrived and she said you did not roll the dice.  So without hesitation, I did so and breathed a sigh as a 6 appeared.  The next spanking scheduled for Friday will be put off to Saturday as we attend a spanking party on our way south.  That roll will result in a hotel spanking or one at our winter home.

Thanking and apologizing to all readers for the delay in reporting this episode.  Life will slow down soon and maintenance spankings and reporting will get back on track.  Questions and comments will be answered as I have a chance and internet access permits during travel.  Thank you all for your support.