A Spanking to Start the Trip

Tuesday, January 26, Last chance for a spanking and she used it. Some apologies for the late publishing of these episodes. We will be sharing a room during our trip, so our usual schedule for maintenance spankings will be on hold until we return. We spent Monday night in a hotel near the Brightline train station in Orlando Florida and enjoyed a breakfast with my brothers and their wives before getting back in our room before leaving for the train station. I felt we had everything set when she said there is one more thing. "Get out of your clothes and bend over the bed... You're getting spanked before we leave". I was over the corner of the bed with my ass presented when her bare hand began to spank my exposed cheeks. Mild at first, then slowly increased until full force spanks rained down on me. A good spanking resulted before she went for the first implement.... The Leather Slapper.

A short, all leather implement with fringe on one side and smooth leather on the other, easy to pack and carries a good bit of sting. Swatting my cheeks with a rapid cadence, the sting mounted quickly and I began to yelp. Not sure of the hotel, I tried to keep my yelps muffled, but with the hard lashing I was getting, it was quite difficult. Several minutes elasped while she continued to strike my ass fast and hard. Both sides struck my flesh and produced an even red color from top of cheek to mid-thigh. Leather met skin over and over again for the duration of this segment. She laid the slapper down and commented on my blazing red ass cheeks saying it looked nice. She reached for the other implement on the bed... The Hair Brush.

All to familiar with this implement, I knew a solid spanking was eminent. There was no lead in, no slow easy start, just hards swats on alternating cheeks. Not many had landed before I uttered a yelp after each strike. I struggled to keep my cheeks from clenching, but the solid swats made that nearly impossible. She spanked my ass hard and fast for several minutes with the wood backed hair brush. The bright red color was changing to a deep red or purple from the spanks. The stinging pain morphed into soreness as it went into the deep tissue of my cheeks. When she finally quit, I knew it would be a sore three and half hours on the Brightline train to Miami. I thanked her and dressed for our departure, hiding my well spanked ass from view, but I would remember it for as long as I was sitting.

Another apology to readers for the delay. We have returned from Miami so I hope to get caught up with another episode soon. Do not hesitate to leave a comment or question on this episode. My answers will be right here as soon as I can post them. Look for the next episode and comment again. The more the merrier. I do appreciate each and every one of you.