Maintenance--in Two Parts

Tuesday, Sept 27, Spanked morning and night. Following the schedule set by the dice toss, a maintenance spanking was due today. Our usual routine unfolded as I made and served coffee in bed, brushed her hair, prepared and served breakfast in the dining room. Wearing my nipple clamps, I then cleared the table, loaded the dishwasher, wiped down all appliances and surfaces. She called me from the bedroom and I immediately reported where I found she had set up the wedge pillow and placed two implements within easy reach.

"Take off your clamps and bend over", she said. "I'm going to give you a short spanking". Obeying, I presented my bare ass to accept the spanking I was about to receive. A bare hand warmed my cheeks before a hard hand spanking completed the first segment. Lasting only about 5 minutes, the hand spanking did a wonderful job preparing my ass for the purse paddle. She left the cover on for the first round of paddling. Not much sting resulted, but the thud was doing its deep tissue brusing. Just a few minutes but all were solid strikes. I reset my stance as she picked up the doubled belt. The double slap of leather to leather and leather to flesh sounded loud, quickly followed by my yelp. She was lashing both cheeks at once with slow but solid strikes. Eyes welled up and pain grew across my ass as she swung the belt with authority. Again, only a few minutes, but all business. She had said a short spanking, however never mentioned how hard. It was clear I was getting both. After the segment with the belt concluded, she slid the cover off the purse paddle. Now the dense cherry wood was going to contact my sore cheeks with no protection. She placed the surface against my left cheek as if to mark a spot. Drawing it back and swinging full force, the paddle contacted my ass with a loud slap and a louder howl from me. A few seconds later, as I processed the pain, she laid the paddle against my right cheek. The slap and howl were repeated and a few tears were added. My left cheek again felt the touch of wood before the full swat. The pain seemed to double, the howl seemed longer and the tears fell. Again and again she very slowly paddled each cheek as I recoiled in agony, but presented my ass for the next swat as quickly as I could muster. Believe me, the few minutes of this seemed an eternity. Eventually she rested the paddle and told me not to bother with the dice. I was to receive the rest of today's maintenance spanking that evening. My cheeks were crimson with white centers as I left the bedroom to resume the days activities.

Just as she said, after dinner and a bit of TV, she told me to follow her as it is time for me to be spanked. As before, she had the wedge pillow in place but now there lay 4 implements next to it. The leather strap, rubber spatula, a wooden spoon and the rubber paddle. I climed over the pillow thus presenting my bare ass in position to be spanked. I would be lieing if I said the deep tissue soreness from the purse paddle had fully dissapated. My ass was still sore and about to be spanked again.

I have no photo of a wooden spoon, but everyone knows what they look like. A warm up began with the leather strap. She started with light strokes until my cheeks were a nice pink, then the strapping segment began. She landed strikes from the top of my cheeks to my upper thighs with a steady tempo. The leather contacted in every direction for several minutes. The session had just begun and I was yelping with every strike. Eventually she rested the strap, but grasped the wooden spoon to continue the assault. Anyone who has ever been spanked with a wooden spoon knows its feeling. A concentrated swat on a small area resulting in substantial pain and a red mark. She covered my entire ass with spoon swats as I yelped throughout. She placed a hand on my back insuring there was no movement while the wooden spoon was delivering a sound spanking. The rubber spatula replaced the spoon with much the same feeling. A bit more sting than the wood, the rubber continued the onslaught. She seemed to concentrate more on my upper thighs and crease where the spoon covered both cheeks. Segments were short but again quite hard. That was also true with the full force bare hand spanking she delivered next. I could feel tear ducts were being filled as she began to taper off the hand spanking. She took a brief pause before starting the finale. Exactly like the purse paddle in the morning portion, the rubber paddle was laid against one cheek. I knew what to expect, but it did little good when the rubber met flesh with a hard swat. I howled and squinted eyes could no longer hold back the tears. She allowed several seconds to pass while I processed the pain. When the rubber touched my right cheek, pulled back and let fly, pain shot thru me like a hot poker. Again I processed the pain and felt another swat to my left cheek. I howled and tears rolled down my face. She continued this alternating striking with a slow tempo. I was really being paddled with the rubber implement. Eventually I heard her say 'one more on each' so I braced myself. The left side came first, but then immediately the right one was struck too. Now my entire ass was on fire with searing pain. The howling died and I began to take control over my limp body. She helped me up and I kissed and hugged her as a thank you. I caught a glimpse of my back side in the mirror. Again crimson cheeks with ash like white areas greeted my gaze. I tossed the dice and watched it tumble. A pleasing sigh of relief came over me as the number 6 was displayed on the top of the cube. I put the toys away and again checked my ass in the mirror. I had to fight myself from rubbing my enflamed cheeks.

Thanking all readers and apologizing for the delay in posting this report. Your questions and comments make this blog more interesting and informative for everyone. Join in and participate by leaving one. The next spanking is on Tuesday, so stop in often. Thanks again.

Early Maintenance.

Tuesday, Sept 20, I was surprised by the wedge pillow set up on the bed as I walked in after finishing my morning chores. "Am I getting spanked"?, I asked. She said I was and this was to remind her to spank me sometime today. I explained I had rolled a 4 and maintenance was due on Thursday. She repeated "You're getting spanked today". I humbly replied, "Yes Ma'am" and the day progressed. We both worked on our outdoor projects and took showeres before dinner. Around 8:30 that evening, she told me it was time for my spanking. I could do nothing but follow her to the bedroom where the wedge pillow had remained in place all day. I climed over it and stuck my bare ass out to accept my maintenance session. She had accummulated an arsenal of 6 spanking devices. She warmed me with her bare hands and continued full force for about two more minutes. The first toy in the lineup was the plastic flyswatter. I don't have a photo of this as I never considered it a real spanking implement and it is used to extend a warm up as in this case. It is a plastic flyswater in the shape of a hand. Not very heavy, but over several strikes it begins to sting the flesh. She used it for about 2-3 minutes before yielding it to the second implement ..... the flexible leather paddle.

For this segment, she used only the smooth leather side. Swinging nearly full force, she paddled my ass soundly for several minutes. Sufficiently red, my cheeks were quite warm after a good paddling. I held position thrououghout, and could feel my eyes welling up. I adjusted my stance a bit, forcing my feet into a 'toe inward' position. This makes it more difficult to clench your cheeks. During this pause she picked up the next spanking implement, the leather slapper.

Another device designed to sting on contact. True to its name it 'slapped' my ass cheeks with hard strikes. Then she shifted the target area lower and painted my thighs pink. From crease to the back of my knees, ths slapper stung my thighs. Down one leg and up the other repeatedly until I was winceing with each strike. Cheeks were getting a break, but thighs burned with each stinging swat. Wiggling a bit, but holding as best I could, my eyes began to tear. Audible yelps were beginning to respond to the fast paced slapping of both thighs. One good hard swat on each cheek ended the segment. Seconds later the short flogger was in play. I have included a new photo showing both floggers, with the aircraft aluminum handles from the Chicago Tool Company. For now we will refer to these as the Chicago floggers, either short or long. The shorter was used in this segment.

The short leather falls contacted my body from neck to knees over the next several minutes. A flogging begins with almost a caressing feeling which soon builds as the strikes continue. Not a heavy thud feeling you would get from the long flogger, but more in the sting catagory. The skin on my thighs and ass was much more tenderized than my back, but the flogging continued for many minutes landing everywhere. Squirming a bit with every lash, she stopped that action with a hand placed on the small of my back. I immediately knew she wanted me still and I ceased any movement as the flogging continued. I felt the device land on the bed as she picked up one of the two remaining implements, both were paddles. I knew the stinging segments were over and now I was to be soundly paddled. Her choice was the patent leather paddle.

Don't let its looks decieve you. The steel reinforcing spine can deliver a sound swat. I was prepared, but the first strike forced a yelp out from clenched teeth. A good solid swat across both cheeks began a segment of slow steady paddle strikes. Tears were no longer held and streamed down my face as each strike landed on my ass. About 3 seconds apart, the swats began to build, the soreness accompanied, a result of a good paddling. She alternated each cheek and both together as the time passed. Two to three minutes of this had me howling each time the leather paddle landed. Knowing better than to move I held position and hoped each swat would be the last. Finally my hope materialized as she put down the leather paddle. A quick bare hand check of my ass told her the spanking would continue and she picked up the final implement .... the big wood paddle.

If I thought I had already been paddled, I better think again. If I thought my ass was stinging and deep tissue bruised, I was kidding myself. If I thought my spanking was near over, I was badly mistaken. She placed the surface against my cheeks as if to mark her place. She drew it back and swung it hard... lightening flashed, tears exploded from squinted eyes and a loud howl echoed in the room. A real paddling had begun. Like the leather paddle, about every 3-4 seconds the wood smacked my ass. I recoiled after each strike but immediately stuck my ass back into her line of fire. My red cheeks were turning purple. The deep soreness was building. My howling continued as tears fell. I was being soundly spanked by anyones accounting. The approximately three minutes seemed like an eternity and when the last strike was delivered, I felt like a wet rag. She assisted me to my feet. I hugged, kissed and thanked her for my due maintenance. After I became more steady, she said to roll the dice. The cube bounce around, spun a bit and came to rest sporting a 6. One week from tonight I remarked. She said nice, by then you will be ready for a good spanking.

Thanks for your patience, readers. I think I have finally caught the publishing with the spankings. I will try to be more punctual in posting these reports. Meanwhile, you be punctual as well by submitting your comments and questions. Each will be answered individually by me in a timely manner. Looking foreward to our next visit following my due maintenance spanking on Tuesday.

Blindfolded and Spanked

Saturday Sept 17. Maintenance Day. The time rolled around and she summond me to the bedroom with the words "You're going to be spanked". I uttered a "yes Ma'am as she placed a blindfold on me and put me into position over the wedge pillow, bare ass presented. I was to have no idea which implements she will use except by their feel. I can always tell her bare hands and they began the warmup segment of this blindfolded, 'feeling only' session. Using both hands she slowly increased the tempo and intensity while warming my cheeks. During the real spanking portion of the warm up, she began to open my legs a bit more and more. Soon I was spread wide and could feel the cool air conditioned air on my normally hidden areas. A short lived feeling as the spanking of inner cheeks and asshole soon began. She ended the warm up segment and an implement I could identify by feel only took over. The riding bat assualted my balls and asshole with stinging swats. Inner and upper thighs got spanked too. She stood me upright and attacked my nipples until they were bright pink. Then my cock became the target, both loose and cradled in her hand. She pushed me back down on the pillow and gave my asshole, inner cheeks, balls and thighs another round. The next implement was heavy and deep tissue sorness would result from its thuddy strikes. It think it was either the tawse or the rubber paddle. It was not wood, but my ass got a thorough spanking. Another flogging was next and she covered everything. My ass took the most but she made sure my back was well flogged too. Even swinging the flogger in uppercut manner included my hanging package in a lengthy flogging. A stinging implement was next and I think it was the thin oak education paddle. In any event the flesh on my cheeks was struck until a bright red hue covered the deep tissue soreness. It was not over as two more implements were used to spank me for another combined 10 minutes. My 'feel only' session was nearing a close when she removed the blindfold but finished with a few more minutes of CBT. A proper thank you from me was due and I did my best. I tossed the dice and when a 'four' came up, it scheduled Thursday as my next maintenance spanking.

Thanks to all readers, new and established. As always, comments or questions are encouraged. All responses will be as soon as possible. Hope to visit with all of you again following my next spanking.

Maintenance Day

Wednesday, Sept 14, I asked for and got a maintenance spanking. The last scheduled maintenance spanking was the day we left for Michigan, Aug 31. Sure, I have been spanked since then, but I felt this one would get us back on a regular random schedule. When I asked to be spanked, she looked at me with the 'are you sure' stare. I said I was and took my position over the wedge pillow as she assembled tonight's implements. Her bare hand warm up was short but firm and with using both hands, she had my cheeks pink and quite warm at its conclusion. Three leather and one rubber device were lined up and the first she chose was the flexible leather paddle.

Its generous, smooth leather striking surface, although flexible, gives a good sting on a big area. She stood back and let fly, delivering 50 hard swats directly of my full cheeks. My red ass was repositioned after I squirmed during that short hard paddling. A widened my stance a bit and stuck my ass out to accept the next segment. She was ready to oblige and stood with the next implement in hand.

The leather slapper is a simple yet effective spanking device. Short and double layered, one side smooth and the opposite layer fringed a bit. Swung easily with either hand, she can administer quite a sting with this toy. Setting about to deliver the next segment, she spanked me soundly, concentrating on areas not addressed by the paddle. Namely, upper thighs and the crease just below my full cheeks. Fifty or so swats were more than enough to cover and turn the entire area an even bright red. She gently patted my ass while getting the next implement.

The mid-length flogger at the top of the above picture is the one she chose. This flogger is a real looker and a mini copy of an identical full sized flogger. Made by a company from Chicago, called Chicago Tool Company, it sports a shinny handle made of aircraft aluminum with red and black leather falls. Don't let its 'show piece' appearance fool you. The leather falls will bite into your flesh with each flicking stroke. She began between my shoulder blades and flogged my back, ass and upper thighs repeatedly. Covering the full area with special attention to my cheeks, she flogged me for a full ten minutes. Feeling warm and toasted all over, I uttered a thank you. Oh, you're not done, she said while picking up the last implement. The Rubber Strap.

Up to now, she had eased me back into a regular spanking atmosphere with short segments of stinging implements. The goal of the strap was to make my ass feel this spanking until I am spanked again. The first lash sent pain across my bare cheeks and a loud yelp from my lips. The second repeated that result and I knew the session had turned serious. She did cut down on the number of strokes, but not the intensity. The rubber implement struck over and over with machine like efficiency as I howled. I knew deep tissue soreness would be felt for days following this strapping. She allowed me up after the last strike and I thanked her properly. I was picking up the toys as she tossed the dice. It rolled quite a way and she was nearly out of site when I heard her say a cheerful 'TWO'. I knew Saturday would arrive with my ass still sore as I would again submit to another maintenance spanking.

All readers are thanked for their patience and support during the past few weeks. We should be more regimented now for awhile, at least until our next scheduled trip. Florida will be in November, but should not interfere with our maintenance program. Your comments and questions are more than welcome...they are encouoraged. Hope you leave one for an individual answer right here on these pages. Bye for now.

The Party

I guess it is high time I got busy and published a brief account of our recent spanking party. A group of friends, new and established, gathered in western Michigan in a house situated in a rural setting on a small lake to enjoy the lifestyle of adult spanking. All was going well with the exception of myself and Ms Mirage who were beset on by conditions beyond our control resulting in both of us not feeling up to par. She missed all the Friday activities; while I was present on Saturday, I felt like I was elswhere. Friday evening I was able to receive spankings from two females. Other strokes landed on my ass as a result of several party games the group played both Friday and Saturday. Many spankings were given and received from the other party goers. Weather could not have been better during our stay. The house sported area for game playing along with foosball and a pool table. Results of most games included spanking for the unfortunate bottoms not coming in first. I received another two spankings on Saturday and some swats from card games. All in all a good time was had by all. Sunday saw Ms Mirage and I driving across the state, coughing and nose dribbling all the way, to where we had left our other vehicle days before. Connecting the tow, we left for home and got south of Toledo before spending the night. Monday we drove the rest of the way arriving home near dinner time. Unloading only the essentials, we both found an early bedtime to our liking. A note to all readers. No decision yet as to when regular maintenance spankings will resume here. Sorry for the long delay as we had no internet service in some of the places we stayed over the last two weeks. Hope to post and see everyone soon, meanwhile, questions and comments will be answered as usual.

Saturday thru Tuesday Spankings.

Saturday: The first of daily spankings before our Michigan trip. No warm up, so it felt more like a discipline spanking. It was with the riding crop used like a cane. By that I mean not a flicking and strike with the tip, but more of a swat with the shaft. It swished thru the air and landed perfectly horizontal across both cheeks of my bared ass. I had time to yelp, but not much else as it struck for the second time. Just missing the first strike by less than an inch the pain level was high. Again and again, a red line was raised spaced perfectly from the preceeding one. She gave me ten and said that was a good Saturday spanking.

Sunday: Shortly after breakfast and completing my chores, I began to dress for the day outdoors. Wait, she said before I had my buckled my belt. Drop you pants and bend over. So, in work boots and denim shorts at my ankles, I bent over the bed. She chose the thick leather tawse for this short spanking and again no warm up and hard swats. Yelping after each of the ten hard swats must have pleased her because as I stood, she said that was enough for this morning, but you're getting spanked again tonight.

Sunday Night: The day passed and we enjoyed a good dinner together. We watched an old movie and after that she said, It is time for you to be spanked. I agreed and followed her to the bedroom. I placed the wedge pillow while she got out the toys... a routine followed often at spanking time. I got a decent warm up with her bare hand before the flogger began to lash my back and shoulders. The leather falls had enough weight to produce a good thud upon impact. She flogged from my neck to the backs of my knees with good force. All angles were used and no part of me escaped the flogging. Special attention was paid to my ass with by far the most strikes landing there. Swinging uppercut, she landed the flogger falls on inner thighs, balls and asshole. About ten minutes of continous flogging ended with the beginning of a bare hand spanking. All hard bare hand swats landed on my cheeks and she kept me immobile by reaching around to hold me still by grasping my balls in a vice like grip.

Following the bare hand segment, she unleashed the belt. A two inch wide doubled leather belt mounted on a cherry handle. She belted my ass for another good ten minutes. Most were horizontal strikes covering both cheeks. Ms Mirage can deliver this type of strike from either side insuring both cheeks receive the same amount. Alternating cheeks were lashed with forehand and backhand strokes when she stands directly behind me. Several verticle strokes were added for a change of pace. The belt is long enough so the folded tip strikes the upper thigh while the main length covers the entire cheek from top to crease. Not nearly as short as the the morning or Saturday spankings, it was not as long as a normal maintenance session, lasting just over 20 minutes.

Monday: "It's time for your spanking", was all the notice I received early this evening. Promptly obeying, I placed my bare ass in position to be spanked. She began with a mild warm up wich ended with a few hard swats to introduce the next segment. The leather slapper was swung with full force and stung my cheeks thoroughly. A relatively small area, so many strikes were needed to cover both cheeks. Moving to the crease and upper thighs required many more swats with the short slapper. Designed to sting, the leather impelement did not fall short of its task. Covering the areas for a second time seemed appropriate and by the time the segment was over, my ass, sit spots and upper thighs sported a nice red hue and were stung sufficiently.

The rubber paddle was brought on to complete this shortened session. A good solid swat sent a yelp throuought the room. A second swat on the other cheek produced a duplicate response. A squirm and recoil caused a command of 'hold still' from her. I clenched my jaw and stuck my ass further out as if to say 'here is my ass, Ma'am, paddle it'. Paddle me she did with many swats to both cheeks. Holding, but yelping and tearing, I took the paddling for several more minutes. My ass was sore and I knew it was now a much deeper color of red. She stood me up, I thanked her for a nice session. I put the toys away and gently settled into a chair to enjoy a movie on the television.

Tuesday: There was no spanking on Tuesday. Since we were leaving on Wednesday morning for Michigan, she decided to spank my ass good just before the long drive north. Wednesday: After breakfast and my morning chores we were doing the final prep before leaving. She called me to the bedroom and was standing there, two implements in her hands and the wedge pillow in place. "Strip", she said, "I'm going to spank you". All my clothes were in a heap and my bare ass was high as she began the bare hand warm up. After a few mild swats, she upped the tempo and the force and soon a good hand spanking was under way. Moments later the patent leather paddle was in her hand and making contact with my cheeks. A good 50 hard swats landed as the deep tissue soreness from the rubber paddle on Monday returned. The steel reinforced patent leather paddle reddened my flesh and now I was sore on the surface too.

The finale was to make absolutely sure my ass was sore for the first few hours of the drive to Michigan. She chose the rubber strap to handle that task. Howling and tearing I held position as she applied the strap over and over to my bare ass. Another 50 strokes at least landed on my cheeks. An even tempo kept the swats raining down for a few minutes as I became very sore. Finally she put down the strap and I got dressed to begin our trip. A quick hug and thank you and we were off.

Thanks to you readers for being patient during this camping time at the RR meet with little to no internet service. A great time is being had and we leave here on Tuesday and head toward the spanking party next weekend. The party will serve as my next maintenance spanking, three days worth, so most likely no further episodes published until after that. Your questions and comments are welcome and will be addressed whenever possible. See you all soon.