A Sunday Spanking with CBT

Sunday, July 12, A late but good spanking with CBT. A morning spanking was scheduled as we needed to get to the RR clubhouse for mowing and pre-convention duties. Following breakfast and some chores, I was summoned to the bedroom and invited to take position with my ass presented to be spanked. She had laid out some implements and I draped myself over the wedge pillow. Warm up began and like always began with mild spanks which grew in intensity as the segment progressed. Soon a good solid bare hand spanking was in the books. The first implement was set to go... The Flexible Leather Paddle

Built for two sided paddling, the implement was used for sting today with the smooth leather side pressed into service. My warm cheeks took a sound paddling with alternating strikes. Centering on one cheek then the opposite one created a cadence of left-right swats which carried sufficient sting. After several minutes, my eyes began to moisten and slight yelps could be heard after the loud smack of leather on flesh. Each cheek now sported a red center which stung like angry hornets had attacked my ass. When the paddle rested, she immediately grabbed the next evil implement...Thin Education Paddles.

Long, narrow and solid oak, the stinging of my cheeks was about to be heightened. While drumming, she increased the targeted area to include sit spots and upper thighs. Once the entire area was bright red and nearly on fire, she set one of the pair down and proceeded to slide the remaining one between my thighs. You all know that this is the signal for... SPREAD YOUR LEGS. Several well aimed swats landed on and stung my anus before she moved to her next target. Yes, my balls! Hanging, exposed, and vulnerable made them an inviting target. Side to side swats had them swinging like a punching bag for a boxer. Uppercut swats drove stinging pain upward from the bottom. A lenghy spanking was interupted with a command to stand. I faced her with hands on head as requested. A handfull of warming oil coated my cock and balls before the Single Education Paddle began slapping my cock. The head and shaft received equal treatment before she again placed me in a bent over spread position. My balls got another good workout from the oak paddle. Then the bare hands finished the segment with pulling, squeezing, slapping and general handling of the entire package. Of course this soon morphed into an intense intimate interlude. No further discussion is provided here. The entire session ended some time later with wonderful hugging and kissing.

A big apology to all readers for the very late posting of this episode. I just returned from a whirlwind trip to NY for a family funeral. Drove 1000 miles, stayed literally hours and returned. Please don't hold your questions or comments that long. I am home now and will answer all questions and address all comments. As far as the next maintenance spanking, I am thinking it may be tomorrow, so another Sunday spanking is possible. See you all then.

A Pain Filled Maintenance Session

Wednesday, July 1st, soundly spanked before a short road trip. We were notified of an upcoming delivery at our RR track and made arrangements to meet and accept the delivery. This left Wednesday morning somewhat open as we had until midday to arrive at the track. After coffee in bed, a nice breakfast and my after meal chores, we both realized it was a good opening to administer a maintenance spanking. I had not been spanked since Sunday, so it was time. Rumbling thru the toy drawer, three implements were chosen to deliver a good deal of pain to my bare ass. A bare hand warm up spanking had begun and lasted long enough to warm my cheeks and color them a nice hot pink. On the bed next to me were 3 painful implements... The Hair Brush

The Rubber Strap

The Tawse

The session was led off with the Hair Brush. A traditional spanking implement, it delivers a good sting and with repeated strikes can bruise. She covered both cheeks, both sit spots and my upper thighs with firm swats. The target was held in place by her left hand on the small of my back and the spanking left me on the brink of tears. On came the Tawse with its split tongue and thick leather. Pain is its middle name as it lashed both cheeks repeatedly. Some feel this is our most painful implement and at this point I could not dispute it. Tears forced their way out of squinted eyes and rolled down my face after the first ten or so swats with this implement. I was yelping and struggling to hold still as the tawse added to the pain being absorbed by my cheeks. It may have looked like I was asking for more as I stuck my ass out further, but I didn't dare squirm or move enough to warrant more strikes. Out of breath and sobbing, I felt the tawse being rested which brought on the Rubber Strap. Now I was going to be spanked and braced myself for the intense pain of this implement. The first strike landed across both cheeks with a loud smack and even louder yelp. Not quite rapid fire, but a quick tempo had my ass being strapped soundly. Silence was impossible, holding still was not existant as I stood slightly to relieve the pain from the strap. Tear tracks glistened with fresh tears and howls echoed in the room as the rubber strap pummeled my bare ass. Following that barrage was a hard bare hand spanking. Total elasped time was short, but my ass was on fire. Finished??? Not even close. The bare hand led off another round of implement spanking. The Hair Brush, Rubber Strap and Tawse all got another shot at spanking and strapping my ass. Frequently I stood a bit to relieve the pain, but most times was pushed back into position for more spanking. Each implement got a minimum of three segments along with her bare hand. My ass was bright red from top of cheek to mid-thigh. A very painful spanking ended with some solid hand spanks. I thanked her, dressed and set out for the drive to the RR track.

A big thank you to all the readers, new and established. Comments and questions are encouraged and each will receive a response. Can't say when my next spanking will be. Over the weekend? A holiday spanking? America is 250 years old. 250.... OH NO!!!!