Short, Hard and Fifty for Maintenance

Friday, November 8, Maintenance, a day late. According to the dice roll after my last spanking, I was due to be spanked on Thursday. Many of you will recall we have club meetings on Thursday nights and it makes things difficult, so it was pushed off until today. Still busy preparing for our Friday leave date, the entire day went by with no spare time. Evening was a different story and she called me into the bedroom about 7 pm. The first thing I noticed was the blindfold which allowed only a quick peek at the implements she had chosen for tonights spanking and I knew my ass was soon to be very sore. The warm up phase commenced with mild spanks to my cheeks and upper thighs. The force increased somewhat but the segment ended after a few minutes. The first device can be called an implement, but we have no photo of it. A simple coil of rope which she uses to whip my bare cheeks. The several loops of rope held in her hand lash like a flogger with many contact points. Holding position I weathered the attack of the rope coil as she struck both cheeks repeatedly. A short segment and within a few minutes she was ready with the next spanking implement...The leather slapper.

Used in my last spanking, the slapper distributed sting to already tenderized flesh. Each segment was lasting but a few minutes as she slapped both cheeks hard and fast. Now the inside of the blindfold was beginning to absorb moisture from my eyes. With one hand on the small of my back, she insured no movement of my hips making my ass a still and easy target. Both sides of this little implement got in their equal share of strikes to my ass. Again, a short segment ended with a flurry of strikes on both cheeks. Just a brief pause before the first swat from the next implement shot pain thru my left cheek. The tawse had arrived.

The business end of this implement is heavy 1/2 inch thick leather and split to the handle. The dual tongue delivers two strikes with each swing and the solid leather really drives pain into the flesh and underlying tissue. Strikes on alternating cheeks had me howling in no time. Tears now were flowing steady as she spanked me with that evil implement. I found it very difficult to hold position and squirmed hopeing to escape from the intense pain of the tawse. Failed hope as she placed her hand on the small of my back signaling me to hold still and increased the force a notch. The tawse was now whipping my bare cheeks as I howled and shed tears into the blindfold. Finally she rested the tawse, but followed up with a hard hand spanking. After several swats on my ass, she spread my legs open more to torment and spank my exposed balls. She finished the bare hand segment with many swats to my anus. With cheeks and asshole ablaze with pain and many tears, I waited for the next implement.... A wooden spoon.

If you have never experienced a wood spoon spanking, it is tougher than you would expect. The long handle gives it good leverage, like a bath brush. The solid wood head delivers hard contact in a small area and the rounded spoon bottom leaves a red mark with every strike. She had every intension of making every swat mark my ass and remind me of my compromised position and who is in charge. The wooden spoon left its mark with every strike over the entire area of both cheeks and the crease with a few directly on my asshole. The reminders left no doubt that I belong to her and she was having her way with all of me including my very well spanked ass. My howls had hardly silenced and tears were still flowing when the segment came to an end. I took a deep breath, reset my stance and presented my ass for the final implement and perhaps the worst....the rubber paddle.

Solid swats began to land on each cheek alternatively, howls again sounded and more tears flowed. I struggled with all my concentration to hold position while she paddled my ass. The thick conveyor belt rubber smacked my red and sore flesh again and again. Thankfully, as each have been, this segment was short but hard and painful. When the final swat landed I was exhausted and felt like a wet rag. She got me to my feet and removed the blindfold. A hug and kiss thanked her for a very solid maintenance spanking. She told me each of the 5 implements and her hand delivered 50 strokes and my ass was deep red and turning purple in places, as 300 hard smacks will cause. This spanking will be remembered both mentally and physically for some time. I tossed the dice while she put the toys away. I rolled a 6, scheduling next Friday as maintenance day. She quickly reminded me we are leaving that day so she will pick another day before we leave. Thursday may be out as it is meeting night. A Thursday morning session is a possibility but the actual spanking will be at her choosing.

I graciously off thanks to all readers. You are the reason this blog started and continues today. I encourage each of you to leave comments or a question or suggestion for everyone to read. Each will be answered and perhaps will be beneficial to everyone. Not yet knowing the exact date of my next spanking, stop back often.