A Super Spanking

Sunday, February 9th, SuperBowl Sunday. Much hype all week about the game while we kept busy working on the new car barn. Without even a mentionof it, we both sort of knew I was due for a maintenance session and the game provided an excellent method of delivering it. The final game of the year and we had made plans to watch the event together. We ate dinned prior to kickoff and picked out two toys and settled in hoping for a good game. As always, there was not much warm up as one never knows when scoring and spanking would begin. Turned out on the second time they got the ball, the Eagles found the end zone on a two yard 'Brotherly Shove' play they kind of patented during the year. I stood by the table, nude and bent over. It had been seven full days since my last spanking, so I had an idea she would not hold back or gradually increase the force. She picked up the implement designated to deliver the strokes for the Phiadelphia Eagles... the Doubled Leather Belt

In position, I waited for the 6 swats following the Touchdown. She let the belt fly and the doubled, 2 inch wide leather lashed across my bare cheeks with a loud hard smack. Five more lashes completed the first taste of pain. By now the Extra Point kick was up and thru the uprights. She lashed me another 7 times to account for the 7 - 0 score. The rest of the first quarter turned into a defensive struggle and no further scoring took place. The second quarter was to be much different and set the tone for the game. Uncharacteristically, the offense of the Kansas City Chiefs sputtered and the Eagles kicked a Field Goal. Bringing their score to 10 - 0 and sending me to the table again, I bent over. She lashed my bare ass with 10 more hard strikes and I uttered the first of many yelps from the pain of the leather belt. It seemed like moments later the first turnover occurred.... a Pick-Six interception. The Eagles were right back in the end zone and I was back at the table with my ass presented to take another visit from the belt. Still sore from the last 10 lashes, my cheeks were no match for the merciless attack from the belt at the hands of Ms Mirage. She lashed my ass 16 times for the Touchdown and of course the Extra Point was good, so an additional 17 lashes painfully landed on my bare cheeks. The Eagles were in high gear and scored again before half time. I was used to the drill now and presented myself to receive 23 lashes from the belt for their third Touchdown. I remained in position during the Extra Point attempt and it was successful. My ass was whipped with 24 hard lashes while I yelped after each one. The gun went off for half time and we refreshed our drinks and snacks while the half time show progressed and the scoreboard showed Eagles 24 - Chiefs 0 It was not long in the third quarter, Philedelphia continued their dominance and scored with a Field Goal. She was up and ready with the belt. I bent over and stuck my ass out to accept my due swats. This time, 27 strikes of the belt lashed my cheeks. All hard and all caused a loud yelp from me. Needless to state, my ass was sore. The Chiefs simply could do nothing against the strong defense of Philedelphia and suffered more turnovers and yet another Eagle score. The Touchdown sent me to the table again for 33 lashes of the leather belt. Eyes moistened during this segment and some tears fell during the additional 34 lashes for the Extra Point. It was late in the third quarter when the Chiefs hit paydirt. On came their chosen implement.... The Big Wood Paddle.

The Touchdown caused me to present my red and sore ass to accept the big wood paddle. No introductory swats were in her mind as she pulled the paddle back and swung it very hard. I howled and recoiled from the force but quickly repositioned to present my ass for the full six paddle strokes. Every one was hard and caused similar reactions from me. They tried a two-point conversion to catch up but failed so the paddle rested. The final quarter began with a 34 - 6 score favoring the Eagles. Nearly assured of victory, Philedelphia took their foot off the gas a bit. They did score another Field Goal and I had to absorb 37 hard lashes from the belt. The clock was no friend of Kansas City as they did score again. I was ready for the paddle after their Touchdown and a dozen times she landed the paddle on my bare, red and sore cheeks. This time their two-point conversion was good and the paddle struck my ass with 14 hard swats. The Eagles squeezed in another Field Goal and I found myself sticking my ass out for a final visit from the belt. Topping off their score with 40, the belt lashed my cheeks for a count of 40. Can you say very painful. As time was winding down, the Chiefs got a 'who cares' touchdown as the Eagles began their celebration. My ass was due to receive 20 swats for their Touchdown and with another two-poing conversion, she gave me the final 22 hard swats with the big wood paddle. A wild Super Bowl ended with a final score of Eagles 40, Chiefs 22. My final total was a staggering 274 hard lashes from the belt and 72 hard swats from the paddle. The Super Bowl was over, but my Super Spanking would be felt for some time.

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A Token Maintenance Spanking

Sunday, February 2, A short token spanking as things get normalized. It has been nearly 10 days since my last spanking as factors have made it difficult for maintenance spankings. First, a few days with my younger brother and then over a week camping at one of our RR tracks while we are in Florida. After checking into our resort for the next month, we were both simply worn out and fell into bed early on Saturday night. Tonight however, even though still a bit tired from the days activities, following my shower, she asked if I wanted a quick spanking now or wait another day. I immediately took position over the pillows on the edge of the bed and stuck my ass out. I knew I had not been spanked recently and I needed one.....and so did she. I did not have to say, 'give it to me good' as that was already in her mind as she got out two leather implements. A short warm up colored my bare cheeks and after that she meant business. She had chosen the leather strap and the flexible leather paddle for tonight's maintenance session.

I did not have long to wait for the first stinging lash of the leather strap across both cheeks. This 'Old Reliable' implement still packs a good swat. 19 more lashes followed, which had my ass burning and turning a nice color. she laid the strap down but I knew it was to return. The leather paddle took over and of course covered a larger area. My right cheek got full coverage as the loud smack echoed in the room. The same treatment was awaraded to my left cheek and both burning cheeks each got another 10 hard paddle swats. The strap returned, the lashes got harder, the stinging pain increased, yelps began to slip thru my pursed lips. She lashed my ass thoroughly as I verbably reported each strike from the strap. After 20 lashes had left their pain, the paddle was soon doing the same. Even harder paddle swats spanked my ass to a bright red color. By the time the paddle struck its 20 swats, my eyes were beginning to moisten along with louder yelps. She was ready with the third visit from the strap, but my ass was not. I adjusted my stance a bit to place the red target of my ass against the white pillows on the bed. The strap was drawn back and let fly. Harder lashes stung my cheeks as she delivered another 20 strikes. I was openly howling now with each lash and full tears rolled down my face. I found it difficult to hold position as she again switched to the leather paddle. No other way to say it...I was being spanked and spanked good! I began to involuntarily squirm when the strap returned for its 4th tour of duty. She lashed my ass with full force, full arm swings of the leather strap. The 20 lashes left me in great pain and crimson red color. Her left hand touched the small of my back which I took as a gentle reminder to hold still and accept my manitenance spanking. The paddle came back as did my loud howls and tears. It was one of the hardest paddlings I can remember. Mostly stings as both implements were leather and not wood. The paddle unloaded another 20 very hard swats. I felt my ass had taken its limit, but she obviously did not as she picked up the strap again for the 5th time. Standing back another half step, she whipped the strap against my bare cheeks with full force. I was screaming with pain but tried my best to hold position. I did get a slight pause while she rested the strap but engaged the paddle for its next segment. The paddle was swung like a baseball bat and landed with a very hard smack against bare flesh. I slowly counted each swat until the total of 20 was reached. Five segments of 20 from each implement had totaled 100 hard swats from each one. This short hard token maintenance session left me with a very red and sore ass, a tear streaked face, and a satisfied feeling. Also the knowledge that I would be spanked again in the near future as no dice were tossed. My family leaves on Wednesday night and following that, things will get back to a bit of normalcy.

My apology to all readers for the long delay in posting this episode. As was stated, family members were here for the construction of our car barn and made for a very productive time, but not conducive for maintenance. Feel free and encouraged to leave comments and questions, which will be answered individually right here on the blog. Stop back soon for more episodes of my life with regular maintenance spankings.