Spanked OTK

Thursday, October 28, Maintenance Day. Well, it did not take long for maintenance to occur today. I got up to make coffee per usual and returned to bed to share a chat with her over coffee. A normal daily procedure here in our household. We finished our chat and coffee and I brushed her hair. I usually go to prepare breakfast at that time, but today was different. When I got up she said "Get the hairbrush and get over my lap, I'm going to spank you right now". The hairbrush she referred to is our wood backed spanking implement.

We use a modified OTK position with her sitting, back against the headboard and I across her thighs. Once in position, she rubbed my cheeks prior to beginning the warm up. Her bare hand began spanking my ass with light to moderate strokes. Increasing the tempo, the other hand joined in and soon both hands were spanking in rapid fire covering cheeks, sit spots and upper thighs. Thoroughly warmed now, but the spanking continued. Intensity increased as she was spanking hard now. Soon the left hand dropped out but the right was delivering very hard swats on alternating cheeks in a much slower tempo. Thighs and sit spots got the slow hard spanks too for the next several minutes. A slight pause, long enough for a pinch on each cheek before the hairbrush made its appearence. A solid swat made my head jerk up a bit as a yelp escaped from my lips. A second stung the opposite cheek with the same result. Many more followed as she never let up....striking full cheeks, upper thighs and sit spots. I could kick my legs a bit from the knees down, but in that position I was immobile from knees to shoulders. My ass arched up over her thighs, very vulnerable, had to take everything she dished out. She varied the tempo and intensity during a long segment. Moist eyes morphed into full tears and wet the pillow I had my face forced into. The hairbrush finally rested, but the session was not over. Another bare hand segment began as soon as the hairbrush was put down. She spanked hard on both cheeks as I yelped but could not move. The bare hand stopped but again the hairbrush found my cheeks a delightful target. A segment of hard swats in varying tempos were the finale to a full 30 minute maintenance spanking. She told me to get up and roll the dice. Obeying, I tossed a '5'. Next Wednesday I will submit to another maintenance spanking. She then told me to prepare breakfast. So I go about my duties, nipples clamped and strawberry red cheeks bobbing about the kitchen. Thanks to readers, new and established. Encouraging you to leave comments or questions on this or any episode. Each will be answered individually right here. See everyone next time.

Maintenance

Monday, October 25, Spanked for maintenance. The dice scheduled the day and Ms Mirage followed through. Early afternoon became the time for me to take my position and take my spanking. Not much to say about it, I was told to bend over while she got out some spanking implements. She chose the hairbrush and flexible leather paddle.

The normal bare hand warm up started on time and lasted long enough to warm my cheeks. She then opened my legs a bit before beginning a long hard spanking with her bare hand. Full cheeks, sit spots and upper thingh were spanked at length and turned from warm to hot and red. A very brief pause preceded the first swat from the hairbrush. That swat produced a yelp from me. The following scores of swats were identical as was my response. Both cheeks took many strokes from the wood backed hairbrush. The classic look of a hairbrush spanking was painted on my ass. Dark red areas with ashy whitish bulleyes. Then a few non-traditional uppercut swats between my legs striking my hanging balls. I cringed a bit to process the pain as she was grasping the leather paddle. The bulleyes on my cheeks were not missed as the leather smacked loudly against my skin. Rapid fire, slow tempo, forehand, backhand, alternating cheeks, full cheeks, every type of swat imaginable landed perfectly on my ever reddening ass. Many minutes went by with strikes only seconds apart echoed between my yelps. A solid spanking finally came to a close when she assisted me to my feet. Hugged, kissed and properly thanked for administering due maintenance, she handed me the magic cube which dictates the spanking schedule. I tossed it against the wall and it caroomed off and came to a rest with a 'two' on top. You all know by now, this means on Thursday, my bare ass will again be spanked in the name of maintenance. Readers, good to be home and good to be able to thank all of you for your support, questions and comments. Episodes and responses will be more timely until we are on the road again. Thanks to all.

Belted

Wednesday, October 20, Delayed Maintenance Day. Originally scheduled for Saturday, life made sure it got postponed as we were traveling. Not arriving home until late Monday, a full day of unloading caused her to lose her edge on Tuesday. This morning she set up the bedroom for a spanking while I prepared breakfast. Following the meal and even before my clean up and other chores, I found myself draped over the bed, bare ass presented while she retrieved her spanking implement. So today, for chore time, I will be nude, nipples clamped and sporting a red ass while bobbing around the kitchen. She placed the doubled belt along side me and began a bare hand warm up.

Light strokes for awhile then a few a bit harder. Many minutes warmed my cheeks and colored them a nice pink. A slight pause and then bare hand met bare ass for real. Several more minutes crawled by as she solidly hand spanked me. Another pause while she picked up the belt and slightly adjusted my stance, sticking my ass out further. The leather met the flesh, moderately at first covering both cheeks with each swat. The doubled belt is long enough on the business end to easily cover my ass when swung horizontally. Picking up the force, she gradually worked around to standing directly behind me. Now striking one cheek at a time, she used both forehand and backhand strokes belting alternative cheeks with the doubled leather. Another notch of force was recognized as the lashing continued. I could feel tears welling up as I yelped after each lash. Many alternate cheek swats registered high on my pain level as she belted my ass. Slowing to a stop, she paused just long enough to move to my left side. Then, without warning a very hard lash landed horizontally across both cheeks. A yelp escaped but a split second later another lash landed. She was swinging full force and the belt was covering both cheeks with each swat. From the top of my cheeks to lower cheeks, sit spots and upper thighs, she covered me with hard lashes. Yelping after each, I was certain it would end soon. The belt never stopped or slowed or became lighter or cared about the pain it was causing on my ass. Several more minutes elasped before she paused and said, "I think that is enough for now, you are very red". I took a deep breath and slowly stood catching a glimpse in the mirror I saw my ass was the color of raw meat.... I was well spanked. Tossing the dice, we both saw a big '4' come to rest on top. This schedules Monday when again I will submit to a maintenance spanking. Readers, we are back in the south now and I should be able to answer you questions and comments in a more timely manner. Interesting to see two readers exchanging a few lines which is fine and may lead to more readers leaving questions and comments. Each will be answered by me individually and perhaps another reader may do the same. See you all after my next maintenance spanking.

A Combination

Wednesday, October 6, Maintenance Day Plus. Regular readers know Ms Mirage is not in favor of combining maintenance with other types of spankings. Given the unusual situations unfolding in our lives at this time, she waived that factor as she prepared to spank me. After our morning coffee and my brushing her hair, but before breakfast, I was returning to the bedroom from the kitchen to find her sitting with her back against the headboard and holding the leather strap.

"Get over my lap", she commanded, "You're getting a long combined spanking today. Do you know why?" Maintenance day, I mumbled. "AND", she said. You mentioned a stress relief session after our hectic day yesterday, I replied. "AND" she said again. I was silent while thinking. "You shouted at me during our chores yesterday. You're getting punished for that, now over my lap". Time for talk was over and I climbed back on the bed and over her lap in modified OTK position, my bare ass facing the ceiling as immobile and vulnerable as can be. At this point I direct you attention to the photo of the leather strap. The rawhide lanyard on the handle end is long enough for a short whip. It would be senseable to think she would use her bare hand for stress relief, the strap for maintenance and the whip for punishment, with 3 separate segments. I was to learn that was not in her mind. She began with bare hand and moderate swats for a warm up. Harder spanks followed and then medium lashes with the strap. Surprisingly, she used the whip next but with light flicks stinging my cheeks. All three implements with varing degrees of force in no particular order were used. She employed a different tempo and changed often throughout the spanking. Sensual bare hand spanks along with very hard and fast whipping with solid strapping had me guessing as my bare ass had to take it all. She whipped, strapped and spanked me for well over an hour, ever altering the implements force and cadence. I had never experienced a session quite like that with 3 different reasons to be spanked. Add that to 3 types of spanking implements and ever changing force and tempo. I could never expect a sensual bare hand swat or the stinging pain of a good whipping. My responses were deversified as well from moans to yelps and tears. Finally saying it was over, I felt like a wet rag as I made my way off her lap to find the dice. A half-hearted toss revealed a '3'. She spoke first saying this was really yesterday's spanking, so you will be spanked again on Saturday. I thank all readers, new and established, and invite your questions and comments about this episode or any topic you wish. I will soon be able to answer in a more timely manner.

Two Part Maintenance

Monday, October 4, Maintenance Day. We left New York on Sunday enroute to Tennessee with a load from the house and spent the night in Virginia. Monday, about 3 pm we arrived and set about unloading the van. Breaking for dinner, then finishing that job we were nearing bed time when she said we are postponing the maintenance until tomorrow. A sound sleep and we were up and ready to go back north. "Before you get dressed", she said, "Bend over, you're getting the belt". A quick bare hand spanking served as a warmup. The doubled belt lashed my bare ass many times turning it red and sore. Then another bare hand segment with full force. I began to stand when she pushed me back down saying a few more were on the way. I presented my cheeks for another belt segment. She lashed me forehand and backhand as I yelped. "OK, lets drive, but you're getting spanked again tonight". Five hundred miles later we were back in Virginia checking in to the hotel and having dinner. Both exhaused, it was an early night and sleep was welcome. Early to rise on Wednesday for the final leg of the journey back to New York. "Take the belt off your jeans and bend over that bed", she directed. Another bare hand segment began lightly but finished quite hard before she took over with my belt on my ass. I knew anyone close would hear the unmistakable sound of leather on flesh accompanied by yelps. Soon, for the second day I climbed in the drivers seat for a 500 mile drive with a sore ass. On the way north she told me these were short sessions, but I would be spanked again on Saturday. Readers, this has been a short report due to the hectic times we have been experiencing. Our next trip south will be the last as the sale of the house is near complete. Always time for questions or comments and as usual they are welcome. Hope to post the next episode in a more timely manner.

OTK Maintenance

Maintenance Day, Wednesday, September 29. Vitrually no furniture left in the house, when spanking time rolled around. she found a kitchen chair and paddles in hand, she directed me over her lap. I draped my nude body over her knees, hands and toes touching the floor, bare ass high, vulnerable, immobile and ready to be OTK spanked for maintenance. The flexible leather paddle served well for a warm up implement, nicely coloring and warming my bare cheeks. Slowly but surely, the swats increased in tempo and force and soon a full on paddling was in progress. I became audible when she switched to a rapid fire cadence on one cheek then the other. Probably 30 or more swats before switching to the other cheek had me yelping as the leather paddled me soundly. Then a slower tempo with hard strikes finished that segment. She set the paddle to rest and I felt her smooth hands caressing my red and hot ass. The nice feeling lasted only a few seconds begfore the big wood paddle made its first contact. A solid blow covering both cheeks caused a yelp and a slight lifting of my head. "You're going nowhere," she said gently pushing my head back down. I knew she was right as the OTK position made me immobile and my ass had to take the spanking she was delivering. The second hard swat followed as did another and another every three or so seconds for several minutes. Yelping after each one I was aware there was no alternative. Soon she broke into a rapid fire mode, again centering on one cheek for many swats then switching to the other. I began to notice tear drops hitting the floor between my hands. She paddled on and on as the yelps and tears were the only contributing factors I could muster. Back to a slow tempo, she paddled hard. One of my legs bent at the knee raising the foot off the floor. "DOWN" she exclaimed, " Or I'll tie it down. Obeying, I kept my feet on the floor and accepted the rest of my spanking motionless. After more minutes of the slow paddling, she ceased and rested the wood implement. Not over by a long shot, she began bare hand spanking me. Now a traditional, bare hand, bare ass, OTK spanking in the kitchen was taking place. She spanked hard on all areas of both cheeks, sit spots and upper thighs. Several minutes later she stopped, rubbed my ass saying, "I think you have been spanked!!!". A more difinative, understatement had never been said in my opinion. I climbed off her lap, hugged, kissed and thanked her for administering a maintenance spanking I needed. While getting the dice, I caught a glimspe of my back side in the mirror. My cheeks were crimson and I had to agree with her...I had truly been well spanked. I tossed the dice and another '4' came up scheduling Monday as the next maintenance day. Most likely will be changed as we will be on the road. A quick trip to the south with another load from the house. Thank you all for reading these episodes of my submissive lifestyle. Your questions and comments continue to be a highlight of this blog and I will do my best to answer each as soon as possible. Soon we should be in a place with internet service and a more regimented posting and responding to your input will be possible. Until then, I thank you all.