Monday, September 7, Labor Day, Spanking Day. Only 8 days since the last maintenance session, but seems like forever. Sidelined by the poison ivy episode since last Saturday, it felt to great to bend over the wedge pillow with my bare ass ready to accept the spanking I needed. She did not make my wait any longer than necessary as her bare hands began to warm up my cheeks. Quick, sharp strikes with both hands soon had cheeks glowing pink and quite warm. But now, it was time to be SPANKED !! Hard bare hand spanks rained down on my cheeks, sit spots and upper thighs. With the entire target area now warmed and pink, I stuck my ass out further and the first of the implements was at hand... The Leather Slapper
Used not long ago, this toy must have been near the top of the heap in the drawer of spanking implements. The double sided implement began its assault as it slapped my ass repeatedly. Using both sides, smooth and fringed, and several angles, she made certain every inch of flesh from mid-thigh to top of cheek got a taste of the Leather Slapper. Changing the tempo, angle, force and surface of the device, I was kept guessing as to where and how the slap would land. Many minutes left my ass soundly SPANKED and as the segment wound down. I caught myself proudly presenting my ass for the next implement...The Riding Bat.
SMACK!! the first swat was crisp and hard. She whipped the shaft thru the air and met my ass with a solid strike, dead center on my left cheek. A second later my right cheek suffered the same fate. This signaled me there would be no light or medium contact from the folded leather tip of the Riding Bat. The tell-tale swish thru the air told me when the next strike would occur, but like with the slapper, she varied the location and sometimes tempo of the contact. Stinging strikes soon landed all over my cheeks and the crease and the thighs. The Riding Bat was a good tool and soon my eyes moistened and yelps became louder. A longer duration had me wincing, but holding position as I took what she dished out. The close of the segment brought another realization to me. This was Maintenance day and I was being SPANKED !! A bit less proud this time, my ass was presented for the final implement... The Flexible Leather Paddle.
Bright red and waiting, my cheeks made a great target for the smooth leather of this implement. She stood back and unloaded a steady barrage of hard strikes on alternating cheeks. No thud from the fur side, only sharp stinging swats from the flexible leather surface. One after the other in perfect rhythem, the leather met cheek. Soon the yelps fell into line after each swat. No crease or thigh strikes, only solid, center of cheek contact, brought full tears as the segment progressed. Minutes dragged by as the steady strikes fell on increasingly sore cheeks. When she finally said it was finished, my cheeks were very hot and crimson red. I did not feel belted, strapped, caned, cropped, flogged, or even paddled. This was a good old fashion spanking and believe me I felt SPANKED !!
A big thank you to all readers, new and established. As always, comments and questions are not only welcome but encouraged. Take advantage of your opportunity to become part of the blog and add your input. Not sure when my next spanking will take place, but you're all invited. See you then.
