Sunday, May 17, Part 2 of yesterday's maintenance. A great but long and hectic day at the club picnic left us in a state where is was easy to put off part 2 of a maintenance spanking. The day was not going to pass without a proper maintenance session taking place. When the time was right, I was ushered into the bedroom and directed to take position over the wedge pillow. Along side were three well known implements and I knew what the result would be. My ass was getting paddled. The warm up phase was normal with mild spanks to lead off with increasing force as time passed. Several minutes passed and cheeks got warmer and pinker. When it ended, no breather was planned and she picked up the first of the paddles...The Patent Leather Paddle.
The segment began with quite a firm swat to my left cheek. No slow build up, no mild increase in tempo, no break-in period. The right cheek got one seconds later. She alternated cheeks for a few minutes while I held position, but I could feel tears growing behind squinted eyelids. I was not counting, but estimated 50 to 60 firm swats landed in a steady rhythem. A slight pause and a rapid fire burst broke the cadence before she opened up for the second half. She raised the force a notch or so and now I was being paddled hard. Difficult to understand how an innocent looking paddle can pack such a smack. The smooth patent leather and steel backbone combine to deliver a very sloid paddling and it took a second to reset my stance while she grasped the next weapon of ass destruction... The Broad Sword Paddle.
Another steel spine but now covered with heavy leather on both sides. The wide striking area covered both cheeks nicely and both got many direct swats. Yelping had begun and tears leaked thru and trickled down my face. The paddling was hard and steady. I found it difficult to remain still so a bit squirming was present. She allowed it but raised the force a bit. Several minutes of hard paddling had my ass quite sore and very red. Full tears ran and loud howls filled the room with each hard paddle strike as the minutes passed. Soreness was going deep into the tissue of my cheeks for this segment and when it wound down, I breathed easier for a few seconds. The last paddle was in her hand and I knew another segment was about to begin, for she held The Big Wood Paddle.
The 5 ply Blatic Birch plywood paddle with its smooth enamel finish was about to paddle my ass. A very slow, deliberate, telegraphed paddling commenced and marched on thru the next several minutes. Laying the wood against my cheeks, drawing back and swinging hard. This produced a solid smack and louder howl with each strike. The tempo was slow with a strike about every 10 seconds. Time dragged as the number of swats mounted until she was satisfied that I have been soundly spanked. She gently rubbed my hot flesh and stood me upright. I kissed and hugged her firmly. Thanking her for a much needed maintenance spanking. "No dice roll, cowboy, just tell me when you want more" was the directive as I put the toys away.
Thanks to all readers, both new and established for your continued support. Questions, comments or suggestions are more than welcome, they are actually encouraged. Leave your thoughts and each will receive an individual response. I don't have a firm date for the next maintenance session, so stop back often. You are ALL appreciated very much.
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