Monday, Oct. 22, Maintenance Day.  You are right..... it was supposed to be Sunday.  I was a bit under the weather yesterday, so the maintenance spanking was delayed until today.  Before I left the bed today, I was given a token hand spanking.  This was to let me know she had not forgotten and that more would occur later on in the day.  That time came at 10 pm.  Reporting to the bedroom, I saw four weapons carefully laid out.  The braided leather loopy johnny, rubber thumper, hair brush and purse paddle lie in wait to spank my ass.  Taking position, I received a bare hand warm up which was seamlessly transferred to the rubber thumper.  Both cheeks were thumped repeatedly for many minutes.  Just a brief pause before the hair brush was employed.  The wood backed brush was relentless in its attack on my exposed presented ass.  A good sound hairbrushing is ample enough for most spankings, but it was only a segment of this spanking.  Tears welled up and I stood slightly to lessen the fully stretched skin of my cheeks.  The hair brush continued to spank as I held position with difficulty.  The braided leather loopy johnny was up next and it took its turn.  The braided leather bit into the tenderized flesh which was its target.  A sound whipping resulted before the johnny finished its assault.  Streaming tears were about to be replenished as the purse paddle landed its first swat followed by a loud yelp.  That yelp was not to be the only one.  The paddling and the yelping went on and on.  Sound strikes from that cherry wood paddle were meeting my ass cheeks over and over again.  Another segment with the hairbrush and then another with the purse paddle were making their case for maintenance spankings.   Screaming through tears, I was accepting a very sound maintenance spanking producing deep red and sore cheeks.  It finally ended with a kiss, hug and a thank you.  I made my way to the dice and gave it a toss.  It landed the other side of the bed out of my view but well within hers.  She only smiled as I went to look.  I found a number ONE was showing which means on Wednesday my bare ass will have to accept another sound spanking.

Thanks to all readers for waiting one day while I recovered.  Questions or comments left here will be answered individually.   

Sunday, Oct. 14, Spanked for Maintenance.  After a great weekend away at the railroad club, we arrived home near the dinner hour.  She decided to have dinner out and we enjoyed a fine meal.  Finally home, she turned on a movie and we relaxed.  Following the film, I asked if she was ready for bed.  She said "No!... I'm going to spank you".  She handed me a blindfold and began to assemble implements.  Blindfolded, with ass presented in position I waited for the first strike.  It came from the flexible leather paddle and was somewhat soft.  Strokes continued and began to get harder.  No let up as the implement changed to the riding bat.  After several hard strokes the bat was placed between my thighs and slapped horizontally until I obeyed by spreading my legs open.  A few more hard strokes on my cheeks and it began slapping the inside of my thighs again.  I spread further, exposing more inner cheeks and ass hole.  She placed her foot between my legs not allowing me to close my spread open stance.  Anus, cock and balls were all slapped often as the spanking continued.  Now the leather slapper took over and covered my ass with stinging swats.  I yelped after several well aimed strokes stung my hanging balls.  Next I felt the braided loopy johnny whipping both cheeks.  Yelps turned to howls and the interior of the blindfold became moist with tears.  Again, no slowdown as the purse paddle landed very hard on alternating cheeks.  I screamed and partially stood up to somewhat protect my ass.  With a hand between my shoulder blades, she pushed my chest back to the bed which again presented my ass.  The purse paddle was not done as several more hard strokes caused more howling and tears.  Now the rubber thumper pummeled my cheeks followed by some very hard bare hand strokes.  Still holding my legs open with her foot, her bare hand spanked my anus several times.  Tears flowed as the paddle struck again along with the leather slapper.  Cheeks, thighs, balls and ass hole were thoroughly slapped with the leather.  Finally she let me up and removed the wet blindfold.  Good, she said, you cried...... a good spanking.  She tossed the dice and a six appeared meaning Sunday was the next spanking.  We may push that a bit, she said.  I may feel like spanking you before that. 

Readers, I do thank you for your support and interest in my maintenance experiences.  If you have questions or comments, please leave them and I will answer each one.   

Saturday, Oct 6, Maintenance spanking at the spanking party.  Due to a pulled muscle in my lower back on Wednesday, the scheduled spanking was not to be.  I rested for 2 and a half days and was able to drive to Atlanta today for a spanking party at a dungeon.  Heavy traffic and road construction caused a late arrival, but we jumped into the action.  Shortly after registering, I was stripped and placed over an interesting piece of equipment.  A half round shape with padded horizontal struts and several tie down points.  It was comfortable on my back as I did not have to bend fully to expose and present my ass to be spanked.  Several implements were used as Ms Mirage soundly spanked me as other party goers looked on.  Upon the finish, I cleaned the equipment as is protocol in public dungeons while Ms Mirage moved on to spank another willing bare bottom.  Attendance was low and I was unable to find an available Dominant for another spanking.  After she finished with her spankee, she directed me to the St Andrews Cross.  A common piece of equipment in many dungeons, the cross stands about 7 feet tall and is shaped like a giant letter X. Normally wrists and ankles are bound on the legs of the X, but being a spanko event and not a BDSM event, I took that position but without being bound.  Another sound spanking with a few of the same implements along with a some different ones really reddened my cheeks.  She peeled me off the cross and I set about cleaning the it.  Then proceeded to fetch her some water.  When I returned, she had another victim on the cross and was in great spanker form.  I set the water for her and wandered away leaving her with another spankee in waiting.  I spotted another Domme with a riding crop in her hand and began to chat with her.  Within minutes I found myself over a padded spanking bench with my bare ass spread and presented nicely for her to spank.  She cropped my cheeks like a jockey would whip the rump of a race horse.  I was getting a good cropping and I knew stripes would be showing on my flesh.  Following that, I took a break as Ms Mirage was on to another presented bare ass.  Near the end of our stay, I located another Dominant .  She agreed when I asked her if she would like to spank me.  Removing my covering, I was bent over a table and she used 3 wood paddles and a leather strap.  The party was drawing to a close when we finished and Ms Mirage was loading the toys into our toybag.  Within the 2 hours we were there, she administered 6 spankings and I absorbed four spankings to serve as my maintenance.  We made some new contacts and most likely will go there again for other spanking or BDSM events.  When we arrived back home, she tossed the dice for me revealing a 5 and thereby scheduling next Friday for my next maintenance spanking.

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Sunday, Sept 30, Maintenance Day.  Last day of the month, last day of the regular baseball season, so we will use the last regular season for a maintenance spanking.  Because both teams are bound for the post season, we did not expect a lot of hitting or scoring.  Action began right away as Boston scored 4 runs in the first.  With the hits, I had to present my ass for 110 strokes from the leather paddle.  The Yankees were doing nothing but Boston added another 3 runs in the second and the wood paddle delivered 75 sound strokes.  Each team got a single in the third, so 5 strokes from each paddle completed the spankings for that inning.  Yankees got it going in the 4th with a double and home run.  That 2 runs cost my cheeks 50 hard strokes from the flexible leather paddle.  Not to be out done, Boston, came right back with 3 more runs.  I presented my ass and gritted my teeth.  Seventy hard strokes later left me with red, sore, and deeply bruised cheeks.  Only 4 innings into the game I had already absorbed over 300 strokes.  Nothing in the 5th, the Yanks cost me 5 strokes in the 6th and Boston had doubles in their half of the 7th and 8th innings.  Ten more strokes in each inning rounded off the total for the game at 340 strokes.  Baseball is over and so was this maintenance spanking.  Playoffs begin Wednesday but we are not sure if we will use baseball games or football games to direct future maintenance spankings.  I rolled a '2' scheduling Wednesday as the next day I submit to being spanked. 

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Tuesday, Sept. 25 Maintenance Day.  Monday turned into a 'life gets in the way' occurrence, so maintenance was pushed off for a day.  The next day began as all do with me serving coffee in bed.  As we discussed our day, she said after breakfast and your morning chores, come back in here, we are not waiting until tonight.  I brushed her hair and got up, put on my nipple clamps and began to prepare breakfast.  After serving it and completing the rest of my morning chores, I reported back to the bedroom as directed.  She made a place and laid out several toys including the thin oak paddle, riding bat, heavy wood paddle with holes, rubber strap and leather slapper.  She said 'bend over the bed and present your ass......you're getting spanked'.  I complied and a brief bare hand warm up commenced.  The thin oak paddle went first and stung my cheeks all over with a raining of many many strokes.  Nicely pink, my ass was then treated to a deep tissue bruising with the heavy paddle with holes as it landed square on both cheeks for several minutes.  The riding bat found its way to her right hand as the heavy paddle rested.  She placed it between my thighs and issued the one word command "spread'em", I obeyed as she tapped the inside of both thighs until I had spread my legs as wide as possible.  The riding bat with it iconic swish thru the air was landing blows covering upper and lower, inner and outer cheeks along with some uppercut strokes to let my balls and anus know they were not being spared.  Now deeply bruised and cherry red cheeks were at the mercy of the rubber strap.  Yelps echoed throughout the room with each lashing of the rubber strap.  I could imaging deep purple stripes left in the wake of each solid stroke from the strap.  Finally it ceased and I heard another command.   'Up on the bed, on your knees, head down' obeying instantly taking position expecting more spanking.  A wet finger lubed my hole and a butt plug was inserted.  Feeling total submission I soon was being spanked with the leather slapper on every inch of my vulnerable cheeks.  After many minutes of this, she removed the but plug and inserted a dildo giving me a good butt fucking.  Next she was directing a new position.  I was to lie prone on the bed with a wedge support under my hips and legs spread wide.  Getting into the position she demanded left me  immobile with red cheeks, my recently violated asshole, cock and ball package totally exposed and vulnerable.  She skillfully used both the long fall and short fall leather floggers on my entire body.  From the back of my head to my heels, E V E R Y T H I N G was soundly flogged.  A quick, rapid fire session with the riding bat just to leave my cheeks glowing red finished my maintenance episode. 

Tossing the dice, I saw a 5 appear, meaning Sunday will be the next appointment.  Smiling, she said, well, either Saturday or Sunday, as I was thinking, I hope not both.     

Thanking all readers again for you continued following.  I will answer all your comments or questions as soon as possible. 

Saturday, Sept. 22, End of the week of maintenance.  My ass is sore!!!!.  I can't recall being spanked this much since early on in my first DD relationship.  New to the DD lifestyle and my wife, I was being spanked several times a day.  You remember the situation which preceded this week.  We were away with few to no opportunities for spankings.  Returning home she had determined daily spankings for the next 4 days were in order to make up for it.  The last report was on the Tuesday night spanking directed by the Yankee - Boston game where I took strokes from the hairbrush and doubled belt.  Wednesday's game began with a lingering soreness in both cheeks.  There would be no relief as the Yankees racked up 10 runs enroute to a 10-1 win.  The implements in waiting were the purse paddle and the riding bat.  Boston managed a hit in their half of the first and the purse paddle delivered its 5 strokes to my presented ass.  No action in the next 2 half innings, but the Yanks scored 3 runs in the second and the riding bat swished thru the air and stung my flesh 65 times.  Nothing for Boston in the third but the Yanks got a double, so the purse paddle gave 10 hard spanks.  The purse paddle is a spanking machine.  Made of solid cherry and short with a diagonal grain, it never fails to deliver a sound swat.  Boston got a hit and I got 5 stings from the riding bat.  The Yankees homered for a run and the cherry wood paddled my ass 20 times.  Boston scored in the 5th inning and the riding bat blistered my cheeks 35 times.  After 5 strokes in the 6th for a single, the Yanks broke the game open in their half scoring 4 runs.  Presenting my ass and gritting my teeth, the cherry wood purse paddle delivered 105 strokes, each with a resounding smack and resulting yelp.  I could barely sit but was right back up for 5 more strokes in each of the next to Boston at bats.  Yankees scored two more and I held position as the purse paddle delivered 55 more strokes while tears rolled down my face.  Boston got 2 hits in the ninth and the riding bat stung my deep purple cheeks 10 times bringing the total for this session to 325 strokes. As I slid in bed, I was thinking my ass will be sore all night.

The toys for the third consecutive day of spanking were the big wood paddle and the flexible leather paddle.  To shorten up this report, let me say both paddles were kept very busy as there were hits and scoring in every inning except the sixth.  Total strokes for both teams for each inning went like this.  First inning - 45, second - 100, third - 25, fourth - 80, fifth - 35, sixth - 0, seventh - 80, eighth - 65 and ninth - 15.  If you have been adding, you know a whopping 445 strokes smacked my red and sore cheeks.  Now, I knew the soreness and bruising would last all night and the next day. 

Friday, the final day of spanking, Boston had left town and Baltimore was in.  I gingerly sat down on bruised and sore cheeks awaiting the start of the game.  My heart sank as the implements chosen for tonight were a thick Brazilian cherry paddle with holes and the dreaded new toy, the rubber paddle.  Little did I know the Yanks would win this high scoring contest 9 - 8.  Only the 3rd and 6th innings spared my ass from being soundly paddled.  Again, I will give you the totals by inning.  First - 45, second - 10, third - 0, fourth - 105, fifth - 55, sixth - 0, seventh - 125, eighth - 115, ninth - 5.  An unbelievable 460 strokes pounded my ass while I yelped, howled, cried, and squinted eyes shed tears.  I kissed her lovingly as she hugged me while saying she was proud of my taking my medicine.  Getting back to our normal schedule, we tossed the dice scheduling Monday when I will present my ass and accept the next maintenance spanking.

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Tuesday, Sept. 18.......SPANKED, with more to come for maintenance.   Well, so much to catch up on.  Being away since late August with no internet has kept me from reporting to you.  Lets begin with the spanking party on August 25.  We met another female spanker who is relatively new to the group and brand new to us.  The party began like most do with some social time and a fine dinner.  When 'play' time came, all the males were stripped as usual and sat at the feet of their Dominant waiting for the round robin spankings to begin.  Each male went around the circle of ladies twice and were well spanked.  Most were OTK, but there was some bent standing and wheelbarrow spankings too.  A card drawing game was next and asses became more red as spankings were given and received by many parties many times.  Eventually we all found our way to the basement dungeon where men were spanked in several positions on different pieces of equipment.  I absorbed a thorough maintenance spanking and slept quite well with a warm red ass.  We left on Sunday morning and made our way north and opened the New York house for a short stay.  No TV or internet was connected as the stay was to be only till the railroad convention in September.  There were a few token spankings at home and a good friend of ours delivered a quick spanking during the convention.  We left New Jersey on Sunday with threatening weather from the approaching hurricane.  Not wishing to drive thru that, we headed more west than normal.  A much longer, slower and wetter trip dragged on until we arrived home early afternoon today.  A maintenance spanking was way overdue so she decided to spank during tonight baseball game as well as every night this week.  We will not roll the dice until the final spanking on Friday night.  I will detail tonights spanking and will report again after Fridays final episode in this 4-day maintenance spanking.  A slow start to the game netted me only 30 strokes over the first 5 innings.  In the 6th, both teams got hits and I took 15 for the Boston hits and 10 more from the Yankees efforts.  Still a 1-0 score stood through the top of the 7th.  In their half, the Yankees broke through with a 3 run home run.  The hair brush stung my ass with 60 hard strokes.  The Red Sox smashed a triple in the 8th and the belt lashed my cheeks 15 times.  With some very poor play in the 9th, the Yankees handed Boston another run without the benefit of a hit.  The hair brush was up again and 20 hard strokes ended the maintenance portion for Tuesday. 

I apologize for the long time between entries and thank you all for your patience.  Following Friday's episode, I will report to you all again.  Meanwhile, all questions or comments will be answered right here for all to read.