A Maintenance Stinging

Monday, July 25, Maintenance due and delivered with sting. After my ass endured the maintenance/birthday spanking on Friday, I rolled a two, scheduling Monday as Maintenance Day. About 8:30, I was directed to prepare, as it was time for me to be spanked. I arrived on time, climbed over the wedge pillow and presented my bare ass. She had been busy assembling tonight's toys. She chose a different implement, the Cane Bat, from our cane case along with two thin Board of Education wood paddles.

As a different approach, she chose the Cane Bat for a warm up device. This implement is similar to the riding bat with its wide leather tip, but the shaft is much longer and thicker. The folded leather tip delivers the same type of sting as the riding bat, but the longer shaft, with more whip action, increases the speed and doubles the sting when it strikes bare skin. Mild swats began as a warm up should and she covered both cheeks, both sit spots and both upper thighs. Slowly but surely, the tempo increased as did the force of the strikes and the sting of the tip. I began to hear the swish of the device as she increased the whip like motion of the longer shaft. The sting increased even more and her aim was perfect. Upper thighs and the crease began to burn with stinging pain as she swated those areas with a fast cadence. When she moved her target to my cheeks, she raised the force another notch. The shaft sounded like a cane as it swished thru the air and the sting of the tip was like an angry hornet. My entire ass was covered with stings over the next several minutes. She rested the Cane Bat and picked up two thin Board of Education paddles. These twin paddles are number one of the five Board of Education paddles. Made of oak and finely finished, the deliver a sound sting.

Most always used as a pair, she paddled my ass with a flurry of strikes. My flesh, already stung with the bat, was no match for the narrow oak strips. Like drumsticks on a snare drum, she tattered both cheeks as I fought to remain still. I felt the heat and pain in my flesh and imagined it was bright red, but the paddling went on for many more minutes. No deep tissue soreness tonight, but the surface was being stung and searing pain spread over cheeks, upper thighs and crease. When the paddles were put down I relaxed a bit and reset my legs. The final weapon in tonight's arsenal was her own bare hand. She reached around my hips and grasped my cock and balls and forced my hips back which stuck my ass out further. She released my package and began spanking me bare handed. She spanked and spanked with hard swats on both cheeks. For the first time, my eyes welled up and began to tear. She spanked more. I yelped continually. She spanked more. I squirmed slightly. She spanked more. After the last of the fast and hard strikes landed, I shuttered. The cane bag still was on the bed in easy reach. Would I now be caned too. No, she stood me upright, we kissed, she wiped away my tears, I hugged and thanked her. She slid the cane bat in the bag with the canes, but did not put it back in the closet. Were these implements be used for the next maintenance session? I tossed the dice and watched a big '5' appear on top. Sunday, I said. Not likely, you will need to be spanked before that she said while leaving the room.

Thank you readers, one and all for your continued support. Questions and comments, as always, are welcome and encouraged. Each will be addressed as soon as possible. Join the blog as your comments are explained and your questions answered. Hope to see you all right after my next maintenance spanking.

Birthday and Maintenance

Friday, July 23, Maintenance and her birthday spanks both due. Many of you will recall, when we left the party in NJ, we decided on Wednesday for the next maintenance spanking. That changed on Wednesday as her birthday was on Thursday, so we simply moved the maintenance to coinside with her birthday and me taking her spanking. Thursday arrived and again, as many of you know, we are involved in a major project at our home and construction crews were here. We both worked along with them in the 95+ degree heat of the day. By nightfall, we were both so exhausted, we simply could not even think about spanking. As Friday evening rolled around, after dinner I asked if she was spanking me. "Yes, I am" she replied. "In fact, no time like now". I retreated to the bedroom and took position over the pillow on the edge of the bed. She got out the leather strap and short leather flogger. She walked behind me and began to warm my ass with light to medium hand spanks. Pink cheeks were then treated to a good bare hand spanking. Following several minutes of hand spanking, she grabbed the leather flogger. Standing behind me, she began to flog cheeks, sit spots and upper thighs. She did not spread my legs and go for the good parts, but soundly flogged everything else. I was holding position well as she flogged for several minutes. The last implement was in her hand shortly after the final flogger lash landed. Our leather strap is well worn and is near retirement. I am in the process of making a new one. The strap is still able to deliver a good lash as she quickly demonstrated. She struck my ass from many directions over the next many minutes moistening my eyes and reddening my entire area. When she completed that segment and laid down the strap, I began to move a bit. She placed a hand on my lower back to still my movement and said "It is birthday time... now that you are spanked, I'm going to make sure your get SPANKED". I had the feeling all the birthday swats would be very hard. Her bare hand stung my ass on the first hard spank. Successive ones were no softer. Each one seemed harder even though I know that was not possible. She continued without pause, one per year of age. Damn, I wish she were younger. When she reached the magic number she gave the 'one to grow on' too. That was fun she explained, let's do it again. I thought she meant next year, but noooo. the flogger was in her hand. Standing just to my left, she let the flogger fly in a horizontal swing, covering both cheeks with the leather falls. ONE, I thought...oh God, here we go. I was not wrong as the flogger met my cheeks repeatedly. I did not dare move a muscle and forced myself to take every swat she delivered. As the total was reached, I breathed deeply. Three times a charm, she chirped as she picked up the strap. I clenched my teeth now knowing I would be strapped too. If I thought the old strap had lost its effectiveness, I was sorely mistaken. Accent on the word sorely. All landed across both cheeks soundly. When finished, including the 'one to grow on', my ass was crimson with the slowly fading strap marks in darker red. I faintly uttered 'Happy Birthday" as I stood. The traditional hug and thanks preceeded the dice roll. A two appeared, scheduling Monday for my next spanking. She just smiled saying it was a long weekend.

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Double Teamed

Saturday, July 16, Spanking Party is the Maintenance Session. Our stay at the summer camp on Lake George in upstate New York came to a close as we headed back to our southern home. If you have been following along you know I was spanked nearly everyday while at the camp. Friday we arrived in New Jersey at the home of good friends. A spanking party was to be held on Saturday evening. As the world turns, two of the males were unable to attend the party. This left the host and I as the only males along with 4 female dominants. Not wishing to cancel the party, we agreed to make the best of the situation. Guests began arriving and light snacks were served. Conversation ensued and a good time was enjoyed by all. When the hostess suggested the play begin, we all knew some adjustment must be made to accomodate the imbalance of tops to bottoms. Everyone retreated to the basement where a few pieces of equipment are located. Obviously a round robin, which is the traditional way we begin the session was not going to work well. After some discussion and suggestions were offered, it was determined the ladies would simply double team the two of us. With 4 of them, six different combinations of double teams existed. We were stripped, he was placed on a spanking bench while I was bent over a massage table. The gals would revolve between the two locations, ever changing the teams, so we could hardly discern which two ladies were teamed up. They mingled about using various implements and spanked, dominated and tormented us. They altered my position on the table more than once, spread my legs and spanked for over two hours. I can't say how he was being handled on the opposite side of the room. By the sounds, he was receiving as good as spanking and tormenting as I was. We finally broke for dinner and everyone enjoyed chicken, dogs and burgers on the grill with different salads and sides. Homemade blueberry pie, ice cream and coconut cake was the dessert choices and most of us sampled all three. While not the usual party atmosphere or procedures, both subs sported a very red ass and felt well spanked. Ms Mirage and I did not have a chance to toss the dice, but we deciced to schedule my next spanking on Wednesday after we got home. An easy drive on Sunday afternoon and we completed our trip on Monday. Thanks to all readers for adjusting to a different schedule while we have been away. Questions and comments continued to come in and all were answered. Now, at least for a few weeks, things will return to normal. Tune in then for the next episode and leave a question or comment. Hope to see you all then.

Double the Swats Maintenance Spanking

Monday, July 11, nearing the end of our stay, slowly packing up, breezy day and a fridge cleanout dinner. I asked if a spanking was coming my way later. "Of course", she said. "No time like the present". I went to the prepare and she was close on my heels. I was just bending over the pillow when she said it is quite warm tonight, so we'll do a short one. The toy bag was on the bed as she began a bare hand warm up. Light to medium strokes warmed my cheeks quickly and as the force increased the 'warm up' became a spanking. A few minutes later she pulled the big wood paddle out of the bag and said "Pick a number". Whenever she says this, I try not to be wimpy and chose a number like 5 and I knew since the warm up was over, all these swats would be hard. Being ready, I said how about 20. "Fine", she said, "I am doubling that". The first swat rattled my teeth... a full force swat full on both cheeks. I never count, but knew full well another 39 swats with the big wood paddle would follow. A slow tempo brought wood against flesh about every 5 seconds. If I did move, I quickly placed my ass in the paddles path. Every swat seemed harder but I knew it was just my cheeks getting more sore with each strike. Slowly the swats mounted up and finally number 40 spanked my ass. She fiddled in the toy bag again as I got a brief repreive. She drew out the old standby....the doubled belt, as I caught a glimpse of it over my shoulder. Want another number I asked? "Nope, I'm doubling the paddle strokes". She stood on my left side, back a bit for clearence and swung the belt like a Louisville Slugger. The two inch wide doubled belt lashed across both cheeks with a loud smack and a louder yelp. Would my bare and spanked ass take another 79 lashes????? It would have to...I was in position and submitting to her dominance. Again the slow tempo gave me a few seconds to process the pain and stick my ass out to accept the next swat. Different angles, upper thighs and the crease all got their share of the belting. My yelps became howls and tears formed and rolled down my face. Nothing would slow or halt the machine-like whipping from Ms Mirage. When the 80 swats were over, she aided me up and I hugged and kissed her deeply. I thanked her for delivering my due maintenance. Painful and fiery red was what I thought as I checked my ass in the big mirror. She concluded the session by telling me this would be the last spanking until the weekend while we were in New Jersey

Thank all readers for your continued support during our stay in NY. Nearly everyday spankings while there kept my ass well spanked and you folks well informed. I assume my next report will be of the party scheduled for Sat NIght. Until then...think about spankings.

Weekend at the Lake

Saturday, July 9, Out to dinner. A new place here in town, we tried it out. Quite nice, but she had two margarettas with dinner and sleep was her only thought. There was no spanking on Saturday.

Sunday, July 10, another perfect weather day here in NY. Took a boat ride, cut and burned brush and generally enjoyed the day. Dinner served and enjoyed, settled in with a beer. About 8:30 she said 'I think you need to be spanked', I could only say 'Yes Ma'am' and walked to the bedroom. She had already been there and laid out some implements, the rubber spatula, doubled belt and the riding bat. I took position and stuck my ass out as far as I could providing a good target for her. She slipped on a pair of leather gloves and began the warm up. A bit of different texture with the leather gloves, but a spanking just the same. With the brief warm up over, the swats morphed into full force and a hard hand spanking was underway. Several minutes later the rubber spatula was called on to provide some sting to my ass. Covering both cheeks with hornet like stings, the spatula was accomplishing its task as my eyes welled up and began to tear. That short rubber implement has earned a place in her arsenal of toys. With my cheeks inflamed, she slid it between my thighs, and by now, we all know what that means. I spread as she tapped my thighs. Not to the max, but I was spread enough for my balls to hang freely. Instead of CBT with that toy, she must have decided enough of this stinging, time for some hard swats. She turned to the doubled belt for that. Lashing my ass with the belt from both sides and directly behind me, she soon had me in tears. More than 50 strikes turned my skin a cherry red and quite sore. The riding bat was next up and it took up where the belt left off. Whip-like swats stung my ass as she covered all areas including sit spots and upper thighs. Slaps to inner thighs and inner cheeks with an occasional swat to the family jewels had me yelping with every strike. The rubber spatula returned with the sole intent of tormenting my balls. The first swat was an uppercut solidly on the hanging pair. I recoiled for protection, but almost instantly knew I must reposition. I stuck my ass back out and spread a bit further like an open invitation. She took full advantage, spanking my balls from many angles. The spatula was rested,but the gloved hands took its place and more torment was given to my balls. Then she reached around my chest and the fingers in the leather gloves found their target. She pinched, pulled and twisted my nipples until I screamed. The attention went back to my balls for a few more swats. As a parting shot, both the riding bat and the belt returned for about 20 more hard swats each. I wobbley stood and thanked her for giving me a good spanking. Two more days at camp and I have no idea what to expect.

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Still at Camp, Still Spanked Daily

Thursday, July 8, I sort of asked for this one. A great day weather wise and we accomplished much and a lot of fun too. After dinner and settling in, we watched a recorded movie and about 9:30 or so, I said are you spanking me again tonight? "Yes", she said, "Go and get ready and I'll be right in". Obeying, I went and laid out the pillow and draped myself over it, nude and waited. Hardly any time passed and she entered giving me a good hard bare hand swat on my cheeks. "Nice ass", she said, "I'm going to spank it good". She chose from our limited travel toybag, the big wood paddle, the doubled belt and the rubber spatula. But first up, as tradition would have it, a bare hand warm up and spanking were due. She warmed my ass nicely and delivered a hard bare hand spanking, mostly on alternating cheeks. The spatula was up next and after the first twenty or so swats, I expected her to use it to spread my legs open for some cock and ball spanking, but it never occurred. She continued to swat my cheeks, sit spots and upper thighs with that devilish little rubber implement. Determined not to squirm or move, I held position thru the spatula segment and was ready for the belt. The doubled belt is actually one of my favorite implements. Perhaps reminding me of childhood spankings. My Dad would use his belt for serious infractions. She stood directly behind me and with heavy forehand and backhand swats, belted both cheeks to a crimson color. Yelping all the way, this went on for several minutes. Adjusting her position to my left side, she now swung horizontally, lashing both cheeks at once. Another good dose of belting finished this segment. I drew and released a breath as she weilded the big wood paddle. I never moved, but she placed her foot behind my heals, keeping my toes against the bed platform. Then she pulled my hips away from the bed which stuck my ass out completely. The first of many the same paddle swats landed directly on both cheeks with a loud smack and a following yelp. About 4 seconds later, the second struck and then the third and so on. Just enough time to process the pain and stick my ass back into position. Almost like saying, thank you Ma'am, paddle me again. This continued until tears flowed freely and my ass was a deep red color. When it finally came to a halt, she again swatted my ass with her bare hand, saying "nice ass".

Friday, July 8. There was no spanking on Friday. Readers, I have no more idea than you do about what is going on. I report the spankings for us all to enjoy. I answer the questions and comments as they come in. Was this the end of the daily spankings???? I do not know until tomorrow. Leave your comments and questions and stay tuned. Thank you one and all.

Spanked at Camp

Tuesday, July 6, Spanked on day one. After the camping trip and spending one night with another friend we arrived in northern New York at our camp on Lake George. Having not been here is well over a year, we unpacked and had much to catch up on. Shopping and getting a dinner put together used what was left of the afternoon. With dinner over, a short time sitting on the porch looking at the lake was very enjoyable. With bedtime approaching we were both exhausted but very pleased to be in our own place. We both stripped and got ready to slide into bed when she said. it is so quiet here, nobody will hear us. Now bend over the bed, I am going to give you a quick spanking. I obeyed as she got out the doubled belt. After ten medium strokes for a warm up, she got into it. She delivered 50 hard lashes across my bare ass. Covering both cheeks, the belting was short but quite effective with me yelping throughout. That is enough for tonight, she said, but you are getting more tomorrow. I got in bed with a belted ass and a satisfied smile for a long and needed sleep.

Wednesday, July 7, Another Day, Another Spanking. A welcomed, laid back, restful, but also somewhat productive day at the lake, unfolded without incident. A few side trips to a farm stand and Walmart filled the afternoon and dinner was soon upon us. We kicked back for the evening and before long, she was yawning and saying her bedtime was nearing. She retreated to the bedroom to read a bit before turning in for the night. When she called me about 40 minutes later, I thought it was for a good night kiss and a tuck in. I was wrong. She stood next to the bed, pillow in place and 4 implements. A wooden spoon, rubber spatula, the riding bat and her able bare hand. She was topless, and just pointed to my place over the pillow. It did not take much intelligence on my part to know I was about to be spanked. Once in position, she began a light spanking with her hand until my cheeks attained a nice pink color. Then increasing until full force hand spanks were covering both cheeks and upper thighs. I know I have said this before but, that woman can spank. The wooden spoon took over and delivered many swats to my ass. If you have ever been spanked with a wooden spoon, you know its shape delivers a solid compact strike leaving an oval or round red mark. She used the wooden spoon until my complete cheeks and upper thighs were red. A rubber spatula was the next tool to kiss my flesh. Another stinging implement stung the entire area and then was slipped between my legs...I spread. She tapped more, I spread more exposing my package. A few uppercut swigns to my balls had me howling and I recoiled involuntarily. She would have none of that. Reaching around, grasping my cock, twisting to hold me still, she continued to spank my balls. Side to side and uppercut swings had me in tears in no time. A quick segment of hard swats to each cheek brought an end to that implements time. She released my cock telling me to keep still as she swished the riding bat thru the air. A series of hard whip-like strikes brought searing pain to my ass. She whipped both cheeks and thighs repeatedly as I stood still and accepted my due maintenance. She finally rested and said the spanking was over until tomorrow. Was I to receive daily spankings??? If that is true, episodes wil be reported like this, two at a time.....stay tuned. Thanks readers for staying with the blog thru these times when long delays are unavoidable. Questions and comments are welcome and encouraged. Each will be answered individually. Hope you all return for the next installment.

A Make-Up Maintenance Spanking

Thursday, June 30, Spanked for maintenance after scheduled maintenance spanking was lost. We traveled north to spend the Fourth of July Holiday with my family and visit friends in the northeast. On the way we were stopping to visit friends along the way. This was include a scheduled maintenance spanking at the hands of both my gal and our friends. Well, she had injured her shoulder and just was not up to the task at this time. We enjoyed our stay and today continued our journey to the northeast. We were to leave the following day for our July 4th camping trip. Stopping on the road at a hotel, it was near bedtime when she suddenly ordered me over her lap. She had with her, the big wood paddle, the doubled belt and the riding bat at her sides ready to spank my bare ass which was now facing the ceiling and vulnerable. The maintenance began with a bare hand warm up that lasted several minutes. A nice warm pink glow radiated from my cheeks as the next implement struck. The doubled belt, with its 2 inch wide doubled leather, began to strike my ass. It is a cumbersome implement to use while in modified OTK position, but my cheeks were getting the belting none the less. The sound of leather on flesh is unmistakable and if we had neighbors in adjacent rooms, they knew without a doubt, I was being spanked. When the belt finished its segment the big wood paddle made its entrance with a loud smack against now quite red cheeks. Over and over, striking the same area, she paddled me for many minutes. Nearly immobile, I lay over her lap taking the assault on my bare cheeks. I took a breath while she changed to the final implement, the riding bat. Just the right length and with its wide leather tip, the bat stung my skin. Several strikes to cover one cheek is doubled to cover both. The stinging blows rained down for several minutes as I yelped. Now both cheeks were bright red with the spanking of 4 implements. She told me it was over and it is time for bed. She told me not to roll the dice as we both knew there would be no spankings until the camping trip was over. She never said the spanking was sort of a make up for missing the New Jersey spanking, but I figured that is exactly what it was. My well spanked ass slid between the sheets and off to sleep we both drifted. Sorry for the long delay readers, as we had no internet service for many days. We are now at our camp on Lake George where there is service. Your questions or comments can now be received and answered. I will continue to check daily and as spankings occur, a new episode will be published. See you next time.