A Traditional Spanking for Maintenance

Tuesday, November 4, an unexpected spanking. Not totally unexpected, but I didn't think is was going to be today. As everyone knows, I had been spanked daily on our 8 day trip to Pennsylvania, but not since we had returned. Catching up of projects, appointments and a 4-day weekend train show in a neighboring town has kept us very busy. Even today, I was up and out early for an appointment with a doctor. I had left her in bed and was gone before breakfast. Returning shortly after 9 am, I heard her calling from the bedroom. I was told to serve her morning coffee, get undressed and over her lap. I guess I hesitated a bit too long, for her next directive was more authoritative.... "STRIP, every stitch and get over my lap. You're getting a spanking, a good spanking." I quickly got the coffee and found myself nude, in modified OTK position, and cock locked between her thighs. She warmed my ass quickly with her bare hand before starting a serious spanking. Many hard spanks landed on my bare flesh as I lie, immobile across her thighs. Over many minutes, I was well spanked from mid thigh to the top of my cheeks. From out of nowhere, she produced two spanking implements, The Flexible Leather Paddle and the Hair Brush.

Two short handle implements, perfect for OTK spanking, along with a very formitable bare hand, combined to soundly spank my bare ass for the next 20 to 25 minutes. No definative segments, just several implement changes in an ongoing lengthly spanking. I do recall clenching a few times to relieve the pain, but that was countered with very hard swats from the hairbrush. In similarity, when I closed my legs a bit, she paused and openen my thighs and resumed spanking. Flesh was stinging and smacks eched about the room. I could feel tears mounting in my eyes as the spanking continued. Finally she slowed the onslaught only long enough to issue further directions. I was to turn my torso around and assume the modified wheelbarrow position. She opened her legs and I lay prone between them. My knees were against the headboard with feet in the air. Thighs rested on each side of her hips. My ass lay on her upper thighs, spread open for access to my balls and anus. The spanking resumed. My cheeks took many hard swats from all three spanking tools with more dominance added. My balls were spanked, and tormented with her fingers. Everything was fair game as she inclued my anus in the torment. She spanked my balls, perineum and asshole. Used the short coarse bristles on the hairbrush to scour the tender areas now exposed and vulnerable. More hard spanking e v e r y w h e r e. I was helpless as she spanked, fingered, tormented, pinched, my balls and asshole while spanking cheeks and sit spots. Another good scouring of my asshole and balls. The entire spanking was nearing an hour and the desired effect had taken place as I was fully erect. The scene morphed quickly into intimate activities we do not talk about here. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * We both came to about half an hour later following a very welcome snooze. Big smiles on our faces and much satisfaction encompassed our bodies. What a great maintenance session. Too long since my last spanking, but what a way to begin regular maintenance sessions. Besides the great feeling after intimacy, I felt well spanked, dominated and loved.

Thanks to all readers for marking time thru this delay in maintenance sessions. Comments, questions and suggestions are encouraged and each will be answered. No dice rolling, so stop back often to be sure to catch the next episode. I will be spanked again, SHE will be sure of that.

Monday Morning Spanking

Monday, October 27, halfway home from a nice trip to Pennsylvania. A trip on which I was spanked the day we left and every day since. Today is our final travel day and there was no exception. I learned this when I emerged from my morning shower before breakfast. She was standing by the bed with both implements at hand. There was no need for any direction, I knew I was to be spanked. I bent over the edge and presented my bare ass. Like all the other spankings, there was no warm up and she picked up the dreaded Rubber Paddle to start.

She delivered a few hard swats on each cheek and then several across both cheeks. I felt her arm reach around my body and grab my cock in a tight fist. I had not moved a bit or even recoiled so I took this to mean I was about to be spanked severely. I was right as she unloaded several minutes of fast hard swats covering my entire ass. I wanted to squirm, but could not, so I let go a vocal stream of yelps and howls. She slowed the rapid fire but held me still with her firm grip. Next came about 10 or so hard swats on each cheek. A much slower pace made this segment last longer and difficult to absorb the pain the swats produced. Finally, a 4 to 5 minute segment ended with me feeling great sting, deep tissue pain and tear streaks down my face. Her left hand never released my cock as she put down the rubber paddle and picked up the Purse Paddle.

The cover was off and the cherry wood was set to give my ass a good paddling. She began with a quick flurry on each cheek. Then, as with the first paddle, she slowed the tempo and paddled me hard, one strike every three seconds or so. Both cheeks got the same treatment and then a few on both. Suddenly, she released my cock and patted my ass. The short segment ended abruptly and I dried my eyes before kissing and thanking her for a good spanking. After breakfast I was set to begin a 7 hour drive on a sore ass. It rained most of the way home and we arrived just before dinner time. Unloaded the truck and set to relax for the evening. The trip was over.... BUT, were the daily spankings over?

Well, readers, I hope you have kept up with this wild week. If you are full of comments and questions, unload them here. My answers will be forthcoming. No verbal provisions for the next maintenance spanking, but be assured it will occur. Don't miss it or your chance to include your input in the blog. Have fun and see you soon.

Sunday Morning Spanking

Sunday, October 25, spanked, longer and harder. Spanking durations have been short all week, not so today. Once again, right out of the shower, she directed me into position. Seconds later I was over the edge of the bed, bare ass stuck out with tender flesh ready for contact by...The Rubber Paddle.

I expected it, was ready for it and she delivered it. A very solid swat to my right cheek and a loud yelp. The sting to the unprotected skin was immense and the deep tissue soreness in my ass returned in an instant. I took the swat and held position. My reward was another hard swat to my left cheek. I yelped again but stuck my ass out further. Two more hard swats to each side before a long hard flurry to both cheeks. An involuntary recoil brought on her method of limiting my movement. A fistfull of my balls in a twisting vice-like grasp kept me still while she paddled my ass for an extended flurry. Already longer than most segments of past spankings, she was not thru. The rubber paddle kept spanking my ass as I howled and tears formed. Still a few more minutes of paddling before she released my balls and switched implements. I was hopeing she was not going to double the time again with the Purse Paddle.

The segment began with a hard flurry to the center of my ass. A quick pause before moving the target to my left cheek. A slower tempo of a ten swat string to each cheek. I was wiggling quite a bit when she placed a hand on the small of my back. A direct signal to hold still and I knew another cock lock would occur if I continued to move. My ass protruded more and she paddled me soundly for a few more minutes. A much longer session that any of the entire week. This was more like a regular maintenance spanking. Right after breakfast, we settled in for a four and half drive to begin our trip home. Will I continue to be spanked daily????

Readers, I should be able to respond to comments upon our arrival home. A problem with the tablet has prevented it while we are traveling. Leave your comments and questions and I will answer all when possible. How many of you have enjoyed the stretch of daily spankings? Should they be continued? Ms Mirage will be advised of your thoughts. See you next time.

Saturday Morning Spanking

Saturday, October 25. The last day of the RR show and I was bound to spend it with a sore ass. Yes, I was going to be spanked again today. Both implements were laid out, I took my position and presented my very sore ass to be spanked...again. Same scenario, no warm up and I cringed as she picked up the traditional first implement...The Rubber Paddle

SMACK!! A loud strike to my left cheek. The yelp was hardly out of my mouth when a duplicate swat landed on my right cheek. Only two strokes so far and my ass felt like it was on fire. The pain has been mounting all week and was at a point where only one swat brought it to a maximum level. There was a slight pause and I must have moved a bit too much. Around came the left arm and she grasped my cock to hold me still. Swats on alternating cheeks began to land as I howled, but was unable to move. Then several on both cheeks before a final flurry to end the short segment. I had achieved tears when she picked up the next implement...The Purse Paddle

She had already removed the cover and the smooth cherry wood was set to deliver its pain. Still holding my cock, I was immobile when she began the paddling. She unleashed a rapid fire flurry to each cheek, left one first. Howling and more tears followed, but did nothing to slow the segment. She paddled several hard strokes covering both cheeks before another flurry rained down on alternating cheeks. Much slower now, 5 hard swats graced each cheek rounding out the short but painful segment. Breakfast while sitting in discomfort was becoming a normal part of this trip.

Readers, all episodes are short, but worth reading. What do you all think of the daily spankings? Should she continue or go back to longer sessions but less often. If you were being spanked, which would you prefer. Let's hear some suggestions, comments and questions. It is your chance to get your input into the blog for all to read. See you all tomorrow as I would guess I will be spanked again.

Friday Morning Spanking

Friday, October 24, the daily saga continues. Today was no exception. Coming out of the shower, barely dry, she was waiting at the edge of the bed and holding one implement.... The Rubber Paddle.

Palms on the bed, I bent over and she paddled my ass. Many things were the same as previous days... I was nude, no warm up, solid swats right from the first one, loud yelps, pain spreading thru my cheeks at an alarming rate. One thing was different, she used only one implement. The segment was short but at a quick tempo, turning my shower-tender ass red and very sore in a hurry. Satisfied with her work, she directed me to dress and down to breakfast we went.

I hope you readers are keeping up with these daily spankings. Several of you must be having comments, so let's hear them. Each will be answered as soon as possible. We are on schedule to be home by Monday night, so there a few more spankings for me to absorb. Tune in and get the details. See everyone soon.

Thursday Morning Spanking

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Thursday, October 23, we changed hotel and went to York for a few days. The daily spanking did not change. Before we left the hotel, both implements came out and I bent over the bed. I was nude, with ass presented as she laid the implements along me...

If past spankings were to be the norm, I would be getting a short segment with both paddles. There would be no warm up and swats would be fast and hard. Picking up the Rubber Paddle first, she reached around my torso and grasped my cock and balls and squeezed tightly. She was enforcing the 'no movement' directive for the spanking. She let fly the rubber paddle and it connected with my bare ass. I yelped, but held still with the aid of her holding my male parts. Swats were deliberate, hard, but at a slower pace than other days. She covered both cheeks with hard swats as I yelped. I did not count the swats, but felt sufficiently spanked. Evendently, she felt the opposite. As she grabbed the purse paddle I heard her say, that went well, let's double it. Again, reaching around to hold me still by the grasp of my cock and balls, the paddling began. She paddled me with the evil purse paddle for double the number of swats from the rubber. Did I double the yelps??? for sure, as the pain more than doubled. This was a spanking that would last all day for certain.

Readers... I am fairly certain she brought only those two paddles and certain her intent was everyday spankings. Any unanswered questions any of you may have, leave them here. Comments, as well are welcome. This is different than most trips and certainly differes from home life. I guess I will see all of you again tomorrow for another episode of my maintenance spankings.

Wednesday Morning Spanking

Wednesday, October 22, the third day of our Pennsylvania vacation trip and my third spanking. It appears I am in for daily vacation spankings. Not long in duration, but with the implements I have seen thus far, quite painful. Today, she used two implements to maintain the soreness in my ass. On top of Monday's soreness and Tuesday's soreness came today's dose with two implements. Again, no warm up or mild lead in, just several hard swats and leading off with The Rubber Paddle.

The thick rubber conveyor belt material of this paddle wasted no time in bringing a loud yelp, a recoil action and renewing the pain from the previous spankings. One swat nearly had me in tears. I regained position and presented my ass for more, but actually regretted it instantly. She paddled me as I howled for the entire short duration. My heart sank as she got out the second implement for today's spanking. An equally evil, pain filled, small implement....The Purse Paddle

I don't know how many toys she packed for our trip, but she could not have picked more evil ones than these two. With the first contact of the solid cherry wood on my inflamed cheeks, I knew today's pain would be long lasting. Again a short segment, but with rapid hard swats. I took the pain, straightened up and thanked her for my maintenance session. She replied only that she was glad I liked it as she put the toys away. I got dressed and we headed down to the lobby for breakfast which I ate sitting quite gingerly. Fortunately, the attractions for today were a very short drive. My ass was sore all day and even now as I relate it to you, sitting is not comfortable.

Readers must be enjoying the repeated episodes even with the short duration of the segments. Will I be spanked again tomorrow? Does she have any more implements? How many more consecutive days of this can I withstand? Those questions, along with any you provide will be answered as time progresses. See you all after my next spanking... which may be tomorrow.

Tuesday Morning Spanking

Tuesday October 21, Spanked before breakfast. At the hotel, enroute to Pennsylvania, I was greeted leaving the morning shower by Ms Mirage wielding one of the toys she packed for the trip. She bent me over the edge of the bed and used one of the most evil of all our spanking toys... The Rubber Paddle

No warm up, no slow lead in, just a quick paddling on my bare ass. Not a long segment or any ceremony, just enough to reignite the soreness from yesterday's spanking and just before we leave on the second leg of our journey to Pennsylvania. Another sore drive ahead of me. It left me with more questions than answers. The only positives I am sure of... my ass is sore and I know at least one of the toys she packed for the trip. Was this a continuation of yesterday's maintenance spanking? Is the entire 8 day trip one long session? Will I be spanked daily? How may toys did she pack? What are they? Is it her intent to keep my ass red and sore for the length of the trip? Was it a discipline spanking?

Stop in often readers for some answers. Add to my flood of questions with your own. Do you have suggestions of what I should or could do. See you tomorrow.... I think

300 For The Road

Monday, October 20, travel day and Maintenance Day. I sit here in a hotel room on a very sore ass. Earlier today, after my shower and breakfast, I was placed nude over the wedge pillow and spanked. Not to sound like it was a surprise, because it was not. Spanked last week for maintenance, I expected another during the weekend. As we were away for a train meet, a session did not occur. Scheduled to leave for an 8 day trip and a 5 plus hour drive, she felt a sore ass from a spanking was a good start. That was the begining of our vacation... two implements laid out as I took position and presented my ass. She warmed my cheeks with a brief, bare hand, mild force spanking. The first implement was already in her hand....because it was her hand. No longer in warm up mode, she began a hard hand spanking of my ass. Hard spanks, varying tempo, skin to skin contact. Something about a hand spanking, and this was a classic. I did my part by keeping still and presenting my ass to be soundly spanked. Next, she picked up an implement to continue the maintenance session... The Flexible Leather Paddle

The implement changed, the feel to my flesh changed, the method and force did not. Very hard and at times very fast strikes. I tried hard to hold position, but involuntary movement crept in. Fast and hard bursts stung single cheeks and full ass. She paddled with dilberate intent. She wanted my ass sore for the long drive and she was successful... it is still sore. The leather paddle slapped bare skin repeatedly. Yelping and moisture mounting in my eyes was inevitable. I took the full segment before the pause allowing me to reset my stance and prepare for the next implement resumed the session, with The Belt.

This implement, used just last week, is very familiar with my ass cheeks. In the hands of a skilled spanker, the belt will deliver a spanking not soon forgotten. From the first hard lash, thru the rapid fire bursts, to the slow hard double cheek strikes, each one caused a yelp and tears. A very solid belting unfolded over the next few minutes. I recoiled, partially stood, clenched and unclenched my cheeks, but nothing seemed to relieve the pain from the 2 inch wide leather to bare skin. No other way to say it, I was being spanked, very soundly spanked. Winding the segment down, I heard her say, that was 100 strikes for each of the three implements. Thinking it was over as she was moving toward the toy drawer, I began to stand. She stopped me with words to the effect of a bit extra was due. She returned with the Big Wood Paddle.

Another implement used just last week was set to deliver, as she said, just a few more. She wound up and swung the paddle with full force landing it squarely on both cheeks. A loud smack was nearly drowned out by my even louder howl from the pain. Seconds later it landed again. Duplicte sounds rang out again. She paddled me a few more times before telling me to get dressed, we are leaving soon. I asked if she packed a few toys for the trip. "Of course", she said, "You're getting spanked during the week". Fast forward to now, end of day one, still sore from a good maintenance spanking.

Readers, all readers, get thanked when I get spanked. Thanks for the continued support and at times for great comments and questions. Keep them coming in and stop back for the answers. Nothing is too personal, questions or comments and each one improves the blog for all readers. Join in and become a part of the fun. I can't say when the next spanking will take place, but keep a sharp eye out and be ready with a comment or question. See you all then.

A 4-Implement Maintenance Spanking

Monday, October 13, a very long overdue spanking could wait no longer. It has been sooooo long since my last spanking due to a heavy work and play schedule. It seems like day after day we are up and out early and return after dinner. Today was the first opportunity we both had as a early afternoon dental appointment gave us the morning off. Following breakfast and a few chores we both realized it was a good time to give the maintenance session which was sorely needed. I could tell by the 4 implements on the bed my ass would be sore for at least for the rest of the day. But I welcomed it and bent over the wedge pillow, presented my ass and waited to be spanked. The warmth generated by the bare hand warm up phase felt wonderful. A few minutes of hand spanking broke the ice and made my bare cheeks glow with heat. Now it was time to get down to the real spanking and the first implement was brought out to greet my bare ass. The Belt.

Reminicent of the actual belt used for discipline spankings from my Father, the belt has become one of the most symbolic and favorites of our spanking implements. Sufficiently warmed, there was no reason for the belt to do anything but begin with hard strikes. She lashed my cheeks with forehand and backhand strikes on alternating sides. After a few strikes, I wiggled my ass a bit. Perhaps as a sign for her to unleash the power of the belt. Anyway, I settled in and became motionless to accept a long hard and justified maintenance spanking. She lashed both cheeks for several minutes and then changed her stance to lay hard horizontal strikes covering both cheeks with the 2 inch wide leather belt. I took it all with increasing yelps while trying not to squirm. The segment closed with a few very hard lashes and I mentally prepared for the next implement... The Tawse.

This device is made from very heavy leather and its double tongue provides maximum pain even with moderate force. Her attack with the tawse consisted of recurring short bursts of rapid fire admist slow hard full ass swats. The rapid fire bursts concentrated on one cheek at a time lasting about a minute. The slow hard swats delivered solid pain across both cheeks together. Squirms became recoils with a quick reposition to present my ass for more. Occasional yelps grew into a recurring result of every strike. My eyes began to moisten and quickly tears eeked out from squinted eyelids. She spanked for several more minutes using this varied attack. My ass felt very hot and I imagine quite red. The tawse segment ended about two minutes later with her giving a full inspection of my well spanked cheeks. I can only assume it met with her approval as a barage of hard hand spanks were inserted prior to the next implement. The Broad Sword Paddle.

After segments with the belt and the tawse, the wide leather paddle was quite a change. Its wide striking surface covered much more 'cheek' with each swat. The heavy leather and steel spine made certain the pain was carried into the deep tissue of my ass. This would insure a long lasting soreness. At times, she 'telegraphs' each swat by placing the paddle against my ass, draws back to unleash a hard swat. Not so during this maitnenance session. Each strike was a complete surprise, with no warning and a varied tempo kept me unaware of an impending hard swat. With each contact, pain shot thru my cheeks, eyes popped wide open and a yelp filled the room. Sometimes no time to recoup and another swat was quick and other times quite a number of seconds elasped between strikes. Several minutes passed in this segment and to say the least, I was paddled quite well. I knew my ass would be purple from the hard paddle strikes of the broad sword paddle. When the leather paddling stopped, I reset my feet and stuck my ass out. I knew what was coming next... The Big Wood Paddle.

WOW!!! was my first thought when the solid baltic birch plywood paddle met my sore ass. Gritting my teeth did not stop the howl from escaping after each hard swat. A hard and fast flurry of about 20 rapid fire strikes to my right cheek brought the tears. I tried to keep still, but the mounting pain was nearly unbearable. Several more slow full ass swats before the left cheek was treated to its own rapid fire burst. My face was streaked with tears but I wiggled my butt and stuck it out further. She rewarded that move with more hard swats from the wood paddle. I was getting a very good paddling on top of a great paddling. Minutes later she wound down the segment and I went limp. Helping me up, she commented 'you took that well, cowboy. I thanked her for an excellent maintencxe session. We both agreed not to allow that much time to get by between maintenance spankings again.

I hope you readers are still with us after such a long interval. Simply put, we have been very busy of late. Comments and questions are always welcome and I hope more of you readers are able to leave one. They really do make the blog more interesting besides giving you a chance for input. No question is too personal and ALL will be answered. Comments as well. Hope to see everyone after the next time I am spanked.

Painful Maintenance

Saturday, September 20, long overdue and painful, my maintenance spanking happened today late in the morning. Recently I have been extremely busy with building projects, family visits, and short trips. Today was a resting and recouping day assigned by Ms Mirage, my Dominant Mistress/Life Partner. Sleeping in a bit longer and a great breakfast kicked off a lazy day for us. Near 11am, she 'suggested' it may be a good time for my overdue maintenance spanking. She reinforced her 'suggestion' with the more direct words 'you NEED to be spanked'. Now I have not had a stitch of clothing on since stripping for a shower upon arriving home before dinner last night. So I tottered to the bedroom to find she had already set up the wedge pillow and placed a blindfold atop of it. I guess she did not want me to see the implements as she did not open the toy drawer until the blindfold was in place and I was draped over the pillow with bare ass presented to accept the spanking I knew I needed and was about to receive. I felt a few implements land on the bed and counted at least 4 of them. She immediately used both hands to spread my legs open about halfway to the max. I felt the warming oil being applied to my hanging cock and balls and finally to my asshole. The temperature of the skin was rising quickly when she began the bare hand warm up spanking. It was not long before the mild spanks became hard and soon my entire genital area and cheeks were quite warm. With the first strike of the leadoff implement, I could identify it. The sharp sting of the split leather English Tawse left no doubt.

Yelps were uncontrolable as she repeatedly struck the heavy split leather tails across both bare cheeks. Several horizontal swats gave way to shorter, more rapid strikes on a single cheek. Left one first and after about 20 or so, the right cheek got even. It was early in the maintenance session, but my eyes grew moist and I knew it would not be long before the blindfold would be absorbing many tears. The segment lasted about 5 minutes and I yelped freely, but did hold position fairly well. That segment with the tawse would stand alone as a spanking, but I knew there was more to come....much more. After another flurry of horizontal swats to end the segment, the slight pause was welcomed as she grasped the next implement. Again, after the first strike, I recognized the slap of the Belt.

The two inch wide leather lashed my bare ass with authority. The loud slap made from leather to flesh contact was drowned out by my yelp. Both cheeks burned with pain but it was of no deterant to the machine like delivery of the belt by Ms Mirage. For the first few minutes, I held position well, but finally began to squirm and soon I recoiled from the contact of the belt. The extra second or two for me to reposition caused a slight pause in her tempo. I presented my ass further out after resetting my feet and that submissive move was welcomed by an even harder set of lashes. She gave me a sound belting as tears soaked into the blindfold. The segment ended after several minutes and the pause to change implements was very quick. Again, the identy of the next implement was known immediately as the rope-like stings of the Loopy Johnny met my cheeks.

Pain was the factor of this maintenance session and the implements she chose were among the most painful. As the braided leather loop whipped my red ass, I graduated from a yelp to a howl with each each strike. Full tears died into the blindfold and howls filled the room. I was getting a very painful spanking and the heat off my cheeks was greater than the warming oil. My cock, balls and anus burned with heat, but nothing compared to the fuel the loopy johnny added to the fire on my ass cheeks. A few more minutes of the loopy johnny were about all I could stand. so I was very grateful when the assault slowed and ended. The string of leather implements was over, but certainly not the pain. To finish me and the session, she switched to another material and I knew its sting instantly. I had just been hit with the Rubber Paddle.

Given the red and thrashed condition of my ass, even a light or medium swat would have been quite painful.... but that was not her goal and she delivered a solid paddle swat to my left cheek. I howled and recoiled a lot. Several seconds later I was able to reposition to accept another. She was ready and unleashed an equally solid swat to my right cheek. That produced a like response on my part. Finally regaining my control, I presented my ass to her. She placed her hand on the small of my back as a signal to keep still. I gritted my teeth and told myself to stay in place. Then, I got paddled. A string of a bit lighter swats to each cheek was as painful as anyone could want. 5 to each set to alternating cheeks, but fairly quickly with no break. Perhaps 5 sets to each side before she quit, leaned over wnd whispered in my ear....'I love you cowboy'. I slowly stood and hugged her long and firmly. What a great maintenance spanking. I needed it and she delivered. My ass has seldom been so red and I knew sitting would be very uncomfortable, if even possible for the balance of the day.

Thanks to all readers for the recent high volume of views of the blog. Now if more of you would leave a comment or question, the blog would be even better. It is your opportunity to become part of the fun. Take advantage of it and leave your input for the pleasure of everyone. Hope to see all of you after the next time I get spanked.

50 for Maintenance.

Wednesday, September 10, a 'fit in the schedule' maintenance session. Sometime during the mid morning hours, we were nearing the time of getting dressed to start some outdoor tasks and daily activities. I guess I mentioned it had been awhile since my last maintenance session. Right she agreed, let's do it right now. Instead of getting dressed, get over the pillow and I'll spank you. I hurried to obey and presented my ass while she got out some implements. The warm up was quick and with her bare hand. A few minutes of hand spanking and she was ready to take up the first of the implements.... The Flexible Leather Paddle.

I could readily see, this was going to be a short duration affair. No time to start off slow or build up intensity, the first swat was quite evident of that. Deliberate and hard swats continued to flow from the paddle to my ass. She altered the tareget from cheek to cheek and both together too. Flipping the two-sided paddle often, I got a good dose of the fur side thud and the smooth leather side sting. Holding position was easy so far, but I knew I have much more to come. She paddled both cheeks, separately and together with a steady cadence while I fought back yelps and tears. The paddling stopped as abruptly as it started and as she put down the paddle I heard her say, almost to herself, that's 50. No pause at all as she grasped the second spanking toy... The Leather Strap.

I really must find some time to finish the new strap, but meanwhile, this 'old reliable' will continue to strap my ass in fine fashion. Just as with the paddle, it landed hard and steady. Lash after lash stung my flesh and I'm sure left my cheeks quite red. Soon there was no more holding back the yelp after each lash and tears leaked thru squinted eyes. I did manage to hold still while she strapped my bare ass. Today was maintenance day, it was overdue and I needed a good spanking. I was determined to take the spanking she was delivering. The leather landed high on my cheeks and all the way down to the crease. I was not counting, but felt she had reached the 50 number when she stopped. Not including the brief warm up, I had taked 100 hard swats and still had 50 more to come from The Broad Sword Paddle.

With its wide spanking surface, heavy latigo leather encasing a steel spine, this implement was designed and built to deliver maximum pain to a vulnerable bare ass. Mine was the intended target and Ms Mirage was determined to carry out its goal. Its first contact opened my eyes wide allowing tears to fall and opened my mouth for a loud howl to exit. In complete irony, to told myself...only 49 to go!!! She drew back and let it fly again, smacking my ass with much the same result. After about 20 or so I began to squirm and had to reposition after each succeeding swat. I gamely stuck my ass out to accept the paddling I knew I needed. Time passed and the number rose slow and steady while the soreness went deeper into the tissue of my cheeks. When it ended, she stated softly, 50 with each and left the room after I thanked her with hugs and kisses. I covered my red, sore ass with clothing and went about my days tasks with the satisfaction of knowing I had been soundly and justly spanked for maintenance.

Many thanks to readers of this blog. Special and additional thanks to those who comment or leave questions. All are welcome and encouraged and will be answered individually within these pages. Become a part of the blog and provide some of our own input. I will be spanked again, so stop back and find out when and how. Have a great day.