Maintenance Due and Received

Monday, July 29, Maintenance due, ass bared and spanked. Raining outdoors, good day for a spanking, is what she must have been thinking. Shortly after my morning chores of cleaning up the breakfast dishes she summond me to our bedroom. She had already placed the wedge pillow and assembled three leather toys on the bed. My amazement was satisfied by her next command... 'Bend over and spread your legs, you getting spanked'. I knew better than to do anything but obey. I mounted the wedge pillow and opened my legs. She immediately spread my thighs to the max and reached under me to be sure my entire package was vulnerable.

The riding bat was chosen to handle the warm up and first segment. The short warm up was about 20 mild strikes to my cheeks. The rest of the segment was devoted to my balls and asshole. The inner cheeks and thighs got their share of the riding bat. The rod of the bat could reach all the way under me while the wide leather tip could slap my balls with ease. Uppercut and side to side swats had their way with the hanging family jewels. Bieng spread wide, the inner thighs and inner cheeks were spanked as well as my anus, which seemed to be a favorite spot. Several minutes of this had me recoiling and yelping, but I concentrated on keping my legs open displaying the parts she seemed intent on spanking. A pause while the riding bat was set aside and I felt the ooze of fluid on my ass. I thought it was lotion but very soon I knew.... it was warming oil. She covered my balls, inner cheeks and asshole. By the time she picked up the bat again the oil was becoming quite hot on the tender areas she applied it to. I squirmed a bit as the oil heated the tender flesh began to burn, but she was benevolent enought to put the fire out with the riding bat. A barrage of swats stung my anus and balls. I was getting a good spanking down under. After the burning subsided, she wiped off the remaining oil and put the bat aside. It was time for some paddling.

The flexible leather paddle with its fur side felt wonderful on my stinging flesh. A sharp contrast to the first of many swats with the leather side on my cheeks. Rapid fire swats seemed to duplicate the burn of my hidden areas on my ass. She paddled long and hard and I slid back a bit to extend my ass out to accept the leather paddling. Several minutes later, she stopped with the paddle, but continued with her bare hand. Still spread to the max she used her bare hand to give another round of spanking to my balls and asshole with hards swats. On to the cheeks the hand spanking strikes rang out into the room. I held position even thru a second dose of swats stinging my anus and slapping my balls. A good rapid fire on both cheeks rounded out the segment. The big boy was next and I reset position and stuck my ass out as far as I could to meet the broad sword paddle.

Way too large to strike anything inner, this paddle was built for striking ass cheeks. Used mostly horizontally, the wide steel reinforced leather paddle brings a large mass to each contact. I waited motionless with ass vulnerable while she wound up and delivered a massive swat. My eyes popped open and a yelp shot from my mouth when the paddle struck. I processed the pain but actually thought...'Yes, Ms Mirage, more like that one'. I stuck my ass out and she paddled it again and again. Nothing fancy, just hard horizontal swats across both cheeks. A solid paddling had me tearing steadily. The segment was short but hard and I knew my cheeks would be flaming red at the finish. She ended by saying I may be paddled more this evening. I smiled at her with a 'please' written on my face. I tossed the dice and found a '5' on top. Next Sunday, is scheduled.

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Traditional OTK Bare Hand Maintenance

Wednesday, July 24, Spanked for maintenance. Originally scheduled by the dice for yesterday, just too many of life little happenings pushed the event over one day. Similar items filled the afternoon and I began to doubt a spanking would take place. Dinner was enjoyed and we were getting comfortable for the evening. About 8 pm she wandered off and just a few minutes later I heard her call to me. Upon entering the bedroom, I found her sitting upright on the bed, back against the headboard, like a queen. "Climb over", she said, "You are getting spanked".

Already nude, I began my ascent with a knee on the bed edge. Moving more to the center, I hovered over her lap and lowered myself across he legs. She guided my hips and my cock went perfectly between her legs. Fully lowered now, she crossed her vice like thighs and I was held immobile in her 'cock lock' with my ass high and vulnerable to the spanking I was about to receive. There were no toys on the bed as I was about to be spanked bare handed on bare cheeks. She forced her hand between my thighs and I opended my legs a fair amount. The warm up phase began and at times was quite sensual. Warmed cheeks got several bursts of harder spanks too during the segment. Being immobile, the only response to harder spanks was the clenching of my butt, which only resulted in ever harder swats until I relaxed my cheeks.

Sufficiently warmed and shaded pink, my cheeks were about to enter into a full bare hand spanking. Several different methods were employed from rapid fire hard to medium, slow and steady hard swats to mild stinging contact. From full cheeks to the crease to the backs of thighs, she covered me with hand spanks. At the close of a long rapid fire segment, she morphed into a very sensual touching segment. A delightful touch/massage of my inner cheeks, asshole, flicking my guiche piercing, back of my balls, and inner thighs. The senerity of this segment was broken with a very hard, fast and long spanking of my ass. I was in awe at the length of time one could spank that fast and hard. Occasional clenching only got me spanked harder and by the end of the burst, I could feel the heat pouring off my very red cheeks. She slowed, but did not stop the hand spanking on alternate cheeks, sit spots and thighs. The slow tempo lasted many more minutes before a pause with her grasping a handful of cheek and issuing pinches of pain to already sore flesh. This drifted into another sensual segment of touching. Delicate fingering across my inner thighs and over my balls. Upward to the guiche piercing and tickling my anus. I thought perhaps she would end this with another very hard spanking segment or a butt plug shoved deep inside me, but not to be. She continued the massage between the entire length of my cheeks from top to lowest point. That ended with a slight pause and her hand resting om my ass. The finale was a period of slow but hard swats to alternating cheeks for several minutes. She released the hold her thighs had on my cock and I was free. Glancing at the clock I found I had been captive in excess of 20 minutes and my ass very well spanked. Reaching the floor again, I stood and thanked her for the maintenance session. I tossed the dice and it turned up a number '4' thus scheduling a Monday spanking.

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Her Birthday, I Get Spanked.

Sunday, July 21, Ms Mirage's Birthday. Another apology and explanation of the medical issues which seem to have befallen me this year. A heart issue necessitated an A-fib jump start, followed by a week in the hospital. Other issues were brought to the forefront and I just have not been myself for several months now. Recently, I have been schedulled for another surgery in September. Obviously Ms Mirage has not allowed any spankings for some time now, but felt today I need and should be spanked. Eager to deliver her birthday spanks, late afternoon saw me stripped, placed over the wedge pillow, ass out and ready to accept her birthday swats. The bare hand warm up began and ended with a nice warming of my cheeks. It was time for the birthday/maintenance spanking to start and the first of 3 implements was in her hand.

The riding bat swished thru the air and cracked its first contact on my right cheek. Using a fairly quick tempo, solid swats landed lower on my cheek, then across the sit spot and on down my thigh to just above the back of my knee. A change of legs saw my left leg receive the same treatment but in reverse. Up my thigh and winding up stinging my left cheek. No break in cadence or force, the bat went again to the right cheek and on down the thigh. Stinging swats covered both cheeks and thighs until she had delivered the birthday amount of swats to each leg. She pulled my hips back a bit which stuck my ass out further and grabbed the second of the 3 implements. The spanking was about to continue.

My old friend, the doubled belt was about to sing Happy Birthday to my ass. Standing behind me she unleached a steady barrage of solid lashes with the 2 inch wide leather on alternating cheeks. The thighs and sit spots were left alone as she concentrated on landing each lash of the belt dead center of each cheek. I began to yelp with each strike, but held position as the lashes landed with seemingly increasing force. The belting continued until each cheek has taken the full amount of her age as of today. I regrouped my thoughts and while she went for the final implement and stuck my ass out as far as possible. It has been a long since the last spanking, I needed a spanking, I wanted one, she wanted to deliver her birthday swats to me, I wanted to accept them and presented my ass accordingly. The final implement did not disappoint as the finale began.

The broad sword paddle was cocked and ready to meet flesh. Where both the previous toys used the single cheek approach, the size of this paddle easily covers both cheeks at once. Standing at my left side, she could swing the implement horizontally landing swats across my ass like a Louisville Slugger. I tried to count, but after about 10 or so, I lost concentration in the solid pain of each strike. The count drifted into yelps and then the yelps into howls. A stationary target, my ass could do nothing but absorb each strike as I teared into the pillow. Many swats landed before she paused just long enough to tell me I was half way home. The slow and steady tempo droned on as she paddled my cheeks soundly. I could not imagine taking more, but the session seemed to go on forever. Finally the steel reinforced leather paddle made its last contact. I stood, wished her a Happy Birthday and thanked her for a wonderful spanking.

More appointments dot our calendar, but we tossed the dice anyway, knowing fully a reschedule my be necessary. Fittingly, I rolled a 'ONE' meaning another spanking on Tuesday. We will be playing things by ear for awhile, readers and I hope to see you all soon for the next maintenance session. I will however be answering your questions and comments. Leave some and get you individual answer. See you all soon.

Maintenance Away From Home

Tuesday, June 18, spanked after breakfast. A short recap of the last few days may be in order. I was given a token spanking on the night before we left, but not a full maintenance session. Thursday morning up and out enroute to Ohio. A stop just north of Cincinnati before arriving at the RR track near Coshocton which would be our home for the next extended weekend. Camping at the track was cramped and finding a time or place for a spanking just was not possible. Leaving there Monday morning heading north to Michigan, we again stopped at a hotel. A great nights sleep drifted into morning and we dressed for breakfast, then returned to our room. Deciding, with several factors in play, we planned another day and night in Ann Arbor. Back in our room, it was not long before she told me to get out of my clothes and over her lap. The spanking of my bare ass was only seconds away. Across her lap with ass facing the ceiling, I now learned of the toys she had packed for the trip. The spanking began as usual with a hand warm up segment....this one seemed to last quite long and I felt I would be over her lap for some time. Finally, the first implement became known as it landed on my bare, but warm cheeks. The leather Strap.

The same leather strap that has been used on me since the beginning or our FLR. A new leather strap is being made, but the 'old reliable' still lets a bare cheek know who is boss. Beginning with rapid fire medium swats, the strap quickly turned pink cheeks to red. Many occasional hard lashes took their toll as I gritted my teeth and accepted the strapping. Alternating cheeks and changing from medium rapid fire swats to stinging hard lashes, the strapping lasted several minutes. With no pause, she was ready with the next implement wether I was or not, the rubber paddle was in her hands.

I felt the first swat from the rubber paddle land on my left cheek causing a yelp. The second was a duplicate but on the right side. The stinging swats continued to land on my upturned bare ass as I lay immobile, being spanked. The rubber paddle was following the same procedure as the strap... rapid fire medium swats with occasionally a hard one which sends fire into the flesh and a louder yelp into the room. Recoiling is nearly impossible with the modified OTK position and with no pause in the onslaught of paddle strokes, one simply takes the spanking as best as possible. A solid paddling resulted in yelps dying into the mattress and tears absorbed into a pillow. The paddle rested, but the spanking was far from over as the hairbrush was at the ready.

A hairbrush is a traditional spanking implement and ours holds up its share of the reputation. The smooth wood back does a find job of spanking a bare ass, especially after both cheeks have been strapped, paddled and are red and sore. Tears had already been shed and my position was still immobile, so the hair brush had no goal except to continue the OTK maintenance session. She spanked my cheeks, sit spots and upper thighs with rapid fire and slow hard swats as I howled and deposited more tears into the large moist spot on a pillow. Several minutes dragged by as I took a sound spanking from the hair brush. When it finally stopped, I felt perhaps the session would end, but her bare hand had other ideas. A good hand spanking segment is always a welcome addition to any spanking and she was making sure this was one to remember. The entire area, already well spanked was getting more. She unloaded the entire amount with no pause as I lay motionless, tearing and yelping while the spanks fell. After many minutes she ceased the hand spanking, but used her bare hand to rub my cheeks and I must admit it was very soothing. She said she really liked me over her lap and that my red ass was very inviting.... how about a little more?? I stammered out a 'whatever you want, Ma'am, hoping she was just teasing.... she was not. Each of the implements was invited back to give each cheek 10 more hard swats. I howled as the toys gave my ass 30 hard swats as a send off. She unclenched her thighs, releasing my cock from her vice grip and allowed me to escape the OTK position. I kissed her deeply and thanked her for a very sound maintenance spanking. She did not pack dice and said we will do the best we can for the rest of the trip.

Readers, I apologize for the long delay in posting this episode and someday may further explain the unbelievable balance of this ill-fated trip. We are home now and I finally can finally get this episode into print. Do not follow my lead and get out the questions or comments without delay. Each will be addressed in a timely manner. They continue to be your opportunity to be a part of the blog and I do appreciate each and every one. Not sure about the next spanking as I am due for a Tuesday morning Dr. appointment and will not know anything until after that. Hope to see you all again right here very soon.

Paddled for Maintenance

Friday, June 7, Maintenance Day and a sound paddling administered. You may recall, Monday was my birthday and I got a double dose that morning as guests from NY were arriving later that day. Not an actual maintenance and Ms Mirage informed me I would be getting a real maintenance spanking after they left. Well, today was the day and following a late afternoon shower, great dinner, and short evening she said it was time 'somebody' got a good spanking. Needing no further direction, I marched myself to the bedroom where the wedge pillow was already in place. I draped my nude body over the pilow and stuck my ass out ready to receive the overdue spanking we both knew I needed. She was assembling tonight's implements next to me and with just a glance understood the key word in her statement of a good spanking was 'GOOD'. She began as always with a bare hand warm up to set the stage and prepare my ass for the forthcoming maintenance session. A fair duration of hand spanking ensued and soon she had both cheeks warmed and a rich pink color. She picked up the first implement and was set to begin the main event with the Flexible Leather Paddle.

. A double sided paddle with fur on one side, which gives a good thud and smooth leather on the other for maximum sting. The wood handle is long enough to give the business end a whip action for a solid strike. She stood directly behind me and swung the paddle back and forth using both sides for contact. My right cheek got the fur side and a thud while my left cheek was being stung with the smooth leather. No doubt the warming segment was over as each swat meant business. I held position, taking the first set of strikes before she flipped the paddle over. Now the right cheek was being stung while the left one experienced the thud of the fur side of the paddle. She pulled that switch several more times during the segment insuring both cheeks got a full dose of each side of the paddle. She changed her stance to my left side in order to deliver many full force straight on swats. The leather is long enough to cover both cheeks at once and she was paddling long and hard enough to cause moist eyes and a bit of squirming. A few minutes and many swats later the paddling ended and I took a deep breath. She was ready with the next implement quickly and I was about to meet the dreaded Purse Paddle.

It was difficult to judge which was louder, the 'smack' of cherry wood against my bare ass or the yelp which shot from my lips. No time to think about that either as the next swat landed with equal pain. A steady string of slow hard strokes drew tears and yelps with each swat. This little solid cherry wood paddle is very painful. It has a cover to provide a thud swat as well, but it was quite evident the cover was not to be used tonight. I began to move a bit and straightened up to relieve taughtness of the skin on my ass, which she allowed, but continued the slow tempo and hard strikes covering both cheeks from the top to the crease. There was no escape or variance as the paddling continued thru yelps and tears. No other way to describe the segment, I was being soundly spanked with a paddle I hated, but respected. Several minutes later, the final swat landed, after a good yelp, I slowly settled back down on the wedge pillow and tried to catch my breath. I knew the session was not over, reset my legs and bravely presented my ass for the last implement which she already had in her hand....The Rubber Paddle.

A short device made from solid, thick conveyor belt rubber is made to deliver maximum pain with a minimum of effort. Like the other rubber implements we own, it will give a high level of sting and deep tissue bruising and soreness you will feel for days. Contrary to the slow and hard swats from the purse paddle, she seemed to favor a quite firm, but rapid fire paddling. Covering one cheek at a time with bursts of rapid fire swats, within no time had me wishing the segment was over. Each cheek got several bursts of the stinging rubber paddle, then a pause which resulted in about 5 slow hard swats to the center of each cheek before returning to the rapid fire paddling method. This change repeated itself again and the pillow was absorbing a stream of tears and howls as I buried my face deep in its confines and held my ass still to accept the onslaught of the rubber paddle. A few more minutes elasped before she told me she would like to give me more, but mas ass was very red. None the less she proceeded to administer a short but hard bare hand spanking before finally calling the session over. I struggled to my feet, kissed and hugged her thanking her for a good maintenance spanking. Knowing we were leaving on Thursday, I suggested as an alternative to tossing the dice, a spanking on Wednesday. She said Wednesday will happen, but don't think for one minute I am not bringing some toys along as I am sure you will earn a spanking during our trip.

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A Birthday-Maintenance Spanking

Monday, June 3, my Birthday and the first spanking in several weeks. A quick note about that. I have been down and out the past few weeks with a double dose of trouble. A rib/back injury made any movement nearly impossible and 24 hour pain. That was coupled with an issue caused by two medications not playing well together resulting in the tear up of my entire digestive track. Unable to sleep or eat for some time, I lost over 13 pounds, but now am on the mend. Enough about that, earlier today she asked me if I felt up to a spanking on my birthday. I agreed and off I went to a chiropractor appointment and returned for a good breakfast. Following that it was all business as she said to shed all my clothes and get into position as I was about to be spanked. Lying next to the wedge pillow were 7 implements. It had been determined that if the implements delivered a certain number of swats each, it would equal my age as of today. As I took position and stuck my ass into the line of fire I glanced at the implement row and saw the big wood paddle, the flexible leather paddle, the patent leather paddle, the broad sword paddle, the hairbrush, the doubled leather belt and the riding bat.

By now, most readers are aware of the atributes of each implement and how every one is designed to deliver a sound but different spanking to a bare ass. She started with a bare hand segment to warm up my cheeks. Then, in no particular order, each device was unleashed to send the prescribed number of solid swats to my bare ass. One after the other, the implements delivered their birthday swats. No pause in between, the swats began to add up to my age. My cheeks felt on fire, but I could discern the unique difference of each one as they spanked my ass.

Reaching the magic number, she wished me a Happy Birthday. I began to move a bit, but felt her hand on my back just above my cheeks pushing downward. She was telling how much fun that spanking was and felt we should do it again. I thought she meant later in the day, but no, she meant right now. The Magnificant Seven still lay in place beside my spanked bare ass. Again in no particular, each implement was granted a second session of spanking. Of course, it seemed a bit harder this time around. By the time all seven had had their say, my cheeks were ablaze and she again wished me a Happy Birthday. I thanked her with hugs and kisses for some time before I asked about the dice. Don't bother she said and reminded me we are having guests from New York for a few days. This was just for your birthday, when they leave, she said, you are getting a real spanking. I thought.... something to look forward to as my cheeks heal up.

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A Strapping for Maintenance

Sunday, May 5, Cinco de Mayo and a make up maintenance day spanking was the highlight of today. Originally due on Friday but put off and again put off on Saturday due to a very busy weekend, I knew I was going to be spanked and spanked good on Sunday. When the time, I was marched nude to the bedroom and directed to take my position over the wedge pillow. Next to me were the implements for tonight's session and my heart sank. I took my position and presented my ass ready to accept the spanking I knew was only seconds away. The warm up was traditional with her bare hand which usually morphs into a hard hand spanking, but not this time. She continued with a barrage of mild swats lasting several minutes. This left my cheeks with a warm feeling and slightly pink in color. The transition to the first implement was seemless and instantly I felt the presence of the first implement...the Leather Strap.

Still the 'old reliable' which has been around since the beginning, but very capable of carrying out its intention... a good bare ass strapping. From its first loud smack across both cheeks, she and the strap meant business. Minutes later, resolved to my fate, I stuck my ass out even further as if to say, 'here it is, Ma'am, strap me good'. Perhaps that was a mistake as if she was reading my body language, she began to strap me harder. Stepping back just a bit she was swinging the leather with full force. After the first 50 or so I thought it would back off, but that was not to be. Hard strikes continued to land on both cheeks, single cheeks, the crease, upper and inner thighs for minutes on end. I was yelping as steadly as the tears were streaking down my face. I no longer sported the 'spank me' attitude I had several minutes ago, but did hold position. Only a brief pause for her to pick up the next implement.... the Rubber Strap.

If I thought I had just been strapped, I was kidding myself. The rubber strap creates pain like nothing else and I knew the deep tissue of my cheeks were being bruised and I would feel this strapping for many days. Strapping me with authority, it was not long before yelps became howls. She strapped both cheeks and single cheeks in fast bursts of ten swats. Bent fully over tightens the flesh on my cheeks and I would stand up slightly to relieve some of the pain. A palm between my shoulder blades pushed me back down, again putting my ass back in a vulnerable position. She strapped me long and hard. Several times I tried to stand a bit but was pushed back into position every time. She seemed intent on strapping my ass as I howled and tears flowed. To say I had been well spanked would be an understatement as she got the final implement. The Thin Education Paddles.

If one wanted to make a wood strap, these paddles would be the model. Thin, long and the same width as most straps, these oak paddles mimick a strap swat nearly perfectly. She paddled my cheeks with these implements fast and hard.... and long. Mostly surface pain now as the heavy rubber strap had sent soreness into the deep tissue of my ass. I did manage to hold position thru the assault of the pair of oak paddles. Several minutes dragged by as the paddling went on and on. I felt I had been soundly spanked by the time she placed the paddles down, but was soon to find out more was to come....much more. The mild spanks from her hand during the warm up were no where to be seen. She spanked me long and hard with a steady tempo an my entire ass. She spread my thighs to soundly spank inner cheeks and asshole too. A few on my hanging balls to completely round out this hand spanking segment. Thinking it was now over, I was wrong again. She brought back the leather strap. Not for a brief encore, but a full few minutes of strapping my ass cheeks. Not to be outdone, the rubber strap was next. Another few minutes of the rubber strap across my cheeks as I howled. I resisted the urge to stand again as I knew it may result in more lashes from the strap. As a finale, the oak paddles also returned for their three minutes of delivering more surface pain. Not in a heroic manner, but I had survived one of the worst maintenance spankings in several years. My cheeks were a deep purple color and I knew I would be sitting in disconfort for several days. She told me not to bother with the dice as she would tell me when I would be spanked again.

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