Vacation Spanking for Maintenance

Wednesday, November20, a very late maintenance spanking. Scheduled by the dice for Thursday, but in jeopardy since the beginning, it was bounced several times since then for various but legimate reasons. Thursday was the final pack up day and was club meeting night. Friday was get-a-way day for our Florida trip. A night on the road, we then reached the first stop Saturday and continued toward the east coast and spent a second night in a hotel. No spankings yet. Sunday we arrived in St. Augustine and immediately got settled in our unit for the week. That afternoon and the next two days were a whirlwind with my older brother and his wife in the oldest city in the country and a great time had by everyone. They left this morning and by mid morning I found myself over her lap with my bare ass facing the ceiling. The main toy bag was still in the van so she had to improvise. A slotted wooden spoon was pressed into service.

This is not the one, but very similar. Even this one had to wait for the bare hand warm up. Mild swats led off the warm up but grew in intensity over a few minutes. Soon, full force spanks were smacking my cheeks and echoing in the room. The area was enlarged as she spanked my thighs and the crease. A sound hand spanking, resulting in nicely warmed and tanned cheeks, came to a close. A soft rub was the interlude before the slotted wooden spoon took over. Solid swats to pink cheeks brought yelps from my lips. She centered each swat on alternating sides as my immobile ass lie over her lap. A steady pace continued and she now expanded the target area to include sit spots and thighs. Pink turned to red and yelps became louder as the slots in the spoon surface tormented the tenderized flesh on my ass. No other toys were employed, but the maintenance spanking reached it goal. Several more minutes of the spoon striking flesh went on before she wound down the segment. A nice rub of my cheeks took a few more minutes and calmed me before a very hard and loud hand spanking erupted. Hard and fast strikes brought me back to the reality of a nude sub in a vulnerable position being spanked for maintenance. Accepting regularly scheduled spankings is my duty and willfully presenting my ass to take whatever my Dominant Mistress feels is proper and part of my committment. Winding down the session, I slid off her lap and to my feet. Thanking her with hugs and kisses brought her comment. 'Don't think this is your last spanking before we leave here'. Of course, I agreed.

Readers will be kept informed with these short spankings and reports until we arrive at our normal resort and have the full toy bag. Meanwhile, leave your questions and comments as usual. Not only is that practive welcome, it is encouraged. Join the fun and contribute today. Stop back to see if another maintenance spanking occurs before we leave St. Augustine.