A Sunday Spanking

Sunday, January 19th, spanked for maintenance. Most readers are aware we are in Florida for an extended stay, so things are a bit unsettled as far as our maintenance routine. We are either camping in our van or staying at a resort or at a hotel. Any of those venues makes regular maintenance spankings a bit different than being at home. As it turned out it has been quite some time since my last official maintenance session, but there have been a few swats here and there since then. Anyway, here we are, in bed on a Sunday afternoon watching the rain fall and one of the NFL playoff games. At half time, she calmly said to get over her lap as a spanking was way overdue. I slid out of the covers and over her lap, head down, bare ass up, immobile, ready to be spanked. Her bare hand began the warm up phase and quickly colored my cheeks pink. Continuing on with harder spanks, covering both cheeks, sit spots and upper thighs, a full bare hand spanking was in progress. Several minutes later, I noticed there were three implements at her side. Already spanked, I suddenly realized my maintenance session had only begun. The first implement was ready to meet my bare ass.... The wooden spatula.

It is the implement on the left in the photo, short, solid hardwood and curved like a shallow spoon, it leaves a good mark as well as a full dose of pain. A short but hard segment was interspurrsed with more hand spanking. The narrow spatula was especially effective in striking sit spots and lower cheeks. I was soon to learn there would be no separate segments for todays session as the second inplement soon joined in...The belt

Not often used for the OTK position because of its physical length, the belt stung my bare cheeks as I yelped. After several more lashes, a few tears escaped from squinted eyes. She was precise in her strikes even with the long leather belt and the belting was supplemented with both more hand spanking and a revisit from the wooden spatula. That tool is perfect for spanking the crease and she struck the sensitive area often as I yelped. The belt, spatula and bare hand traded off short bursts of strikes as they tag teamed my bare ass. Within no time the last implement was introduced to the joint spanking session. I howled as the first strike landed from the Tawse.

The heavy leather, split tail implement lashed my cheeks. I was immobile across her thighs and could only accept whatever pain she delivered. The tawse, the belt, the spatula and bare hands went on a spanking binge while I yelped and felt tears streaming down my face. By far, the tawse delivered the most painful strikes and each one produced a howl from me while my face was buried in a pillow. A good 20 minutes later she finally wound down the assault and began a soothing rub to my inflamed cheeks. She told me I was quite red and I may not want to sit again for a few minutes. I took her advice, slid off her lap and walked around our room for a while. I thanked her and offered to toss the dice. No need, she replied, another spanking will take place soon.

My apologies to readers for the late release of this episode go along with my thanks to all of you. As we begin another year of this blog, make it a point to leave comments or questions. It is your best way to become a part of the blog and join the fun. Each will be answered as soon as I can. Looking forward to seeing you all after my next maintenance spanking.