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Well, I must admit I am pleased that it’s almost been two weeks and until today, I haven’t witnessed my wife break a rule. She has been on her best behaviour.
Tonight, there was a mishap that I still felt had to be addressed if my word is to mean anything. While I was watching the inauguration, my wife was preparing dinner, and I heard a loud bang followed a very loud, FUCK! Not once, not twice but I think five times.
I went into the kitchen to see a huge salad spilt all over the floor.
Not to toot my own horn, but I was very calm and asked her if she said what I thought she said, and she looked like she saw a ghost. I calmly told her to stand in the corner, the corner I showed which is the designated punishment corner.
She apologized and said she should never speak that way. I told her I appreciated her apology, but she needed to stand in the corner immediately. I lightly took her by the arm, and brought her to the corner, positioned her and told her to think about the language she used and not to turn around.
 Whew! The first step accomplished, and I had some time to prepare for the spanking. I decided to have her spend 20 minutes in the corner. I decided since it was her first spanking that I would use mostly my hand and then maybe 10 with the paddle.
After 20 minutes, I insisted she strip and stand in front of me.
I told her I was going to give her a spanking and I asked her why. She answered because I swore.
I put her over my knee and spanked her for about five minutes with my hand. She was quiet, but her behind turned pink.
I then grabbed my paddle, which I had next to the chair and gave her 10 fairly hard spanks. She was no longer quiet and begged me to stop. It was very hard for me, but I carried on and told her this would happen every time she swears. She started crying, and finally, I could tell by her sobbing, and the very red colour of her behind I had spanked her sufficiently. I sent her back to the corner and told her to think about her behaviour. She was crying still.
I made her stand in the corner for another 20 minutes. At the 15 minute mark, I made her turn to me, and I put a bar of soap in her mouth and told her to spend 5 minutes with it in her mouth.
She gagged a little and then I turned her back to face the corner.
I spent these five minutes lecturing her on how inappropriate it is for a lady of her beauty and intelligence to use such words. It will not be tolerated, and I hope that your behind will remind you not to. I could tell she wanted to speak but couldn’t because of the soap. When her corner time was finished, I let her spit out the soap and had her watch me put in a sealable bag reminding her that it’s her for future use.
I had her hang my paddle back up and put the soap in the medicine cabinet.
I then hugged her and told her she handled her punishment well. I told her to continue cleaning up and make dinner but to remain nude. And that is what she is doing now. I think I will let her put her clothes on after dinner and cleanup.
Well, for the first spanking, I think it went well. I remained calm, was very firm and gave her a good spanking. She was pretty submissive and very embarrassed. I think nude corner time with soap made her feel humiliated, which I feel was deserved.
I can’t deny that it was challenging to really spank her, but I am determined to steer her right and improve my marriage.
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The first spanking of this year was not for maintenance. It was a discipline spanking and happened on only the 5th day of the year!
It was in the morning while i was still waking up. i was sitting on the couch, drinking coffee and surfing the internet, when Sir started talking about the day’s agenda. He said, “I have a yoga instructor coming to the house for a 1-on-1 session.”
You should know that since April and the original Nationwide quarantine for COVID, he has been working from home and it works quite nicely for all. so he has a lot more flexibility in his schedule than i do with me working at an office. (Did you get the pun there… “flexibility” while being a post about yoga… ok, maybe just my silliness at work. Carryon….)
Now it was an innocuous statement all by itself, but it made me mad. He had quite literally never spoke about yoga until this moment, with the exception of (about) 5-years ago [pre-DD] when i was talking some yoga classes and asked him to go with me. He went twice and swore he’d never do it again as it was just not for him. So this was a shocking statement really that not only had he been thinking about it, but decided, contacted, and scheduled a 1-on-1 session too… without ever mentioning it to me.
Now he’s not required to tell me everything, nor am i to him. But of course, it seemed to me that he would have since we’ve been starting to try to be in better shape, exercise more, and lose weight together. AND he has quite literally sworn off yoga in the past.
i am still working to be at my goal weight for my 50th bday later this year . But with it being winter-season, it gets dark too early in the evening and i don’t like walking alone in the dark. i have a healthy fear of bad things happening in the dark outside while alone. So i have been (practically) begging David to walk with me at night after work since about October. Many days he’s relented, but some days he says no, making it a real challenge for me.
Somewhere around a month ago though, we have officially started walking together after work most evenings probably due to my relentless begging for him to go. And of course now with the New Year, everyone’s resolution seems to always be to lose weight, including his.
So now he is going to do a yoga-exercise-class without me???
Can you now see why i was immediately upset? Well, he didn’t. i said nothing out loud at all though. He had no idea i was triggered and now quite upset.
He kept talking and the next thing he said, that required my response about 2-minutes later was, “Should i make you some breakfast when i make make my own this morning?”
And unfortunately for me, i wasn’t able to respond in a positive way but instead i did so in a very snarky tone and words. My words were appropriate for my attitude at that moment……
i said, “Why? So i can go to the office and let the food just sit on my ass while you work out and lose weight without me??”
He said, “Go Assume the Position.” With the calmest voice you can imagine, which was almost disconcerting in and of itself.
Well, i happen to have been drafting a post to you at the time so i wanted to finish my thought and save it before going. He noticed the 1-minute hesitation and said in a raised and getting agitated voice, “N-O-W!”
So i did. Under protest. And definitely with annoyance and anger in my head and on my face and in the way i stomped to the bedroom.
When he came in i was in position, including with the paddle resting in the small of my back. But he didn’t pick it up. Instead, he opened the nightstand and pulled out the cane.
Yep. For Christmas i bought him a set of canes. We have never had or used canes before so this was going to be different. We both kinda wanted to try them, but it wasn’t until a good sub-friend helped me figure out which one(s) to buy that i decided to surprise him with it for Christmas.
When he opened the set of 3, he smiled and said, “this will make Friday’s more exciting for awhile!” And yet, this discipline spanking was the first he was trying it out.
When i felt the cane smack the first time, i cringed and flinched. He didn’t even hit me hard, but it wasn’t expected either. He had left the paddle in the small of my back and after i flinched he said, “Don’t let the paddle move! It stays in its place!”
And in my head i thought, “ yeah right! That ain’t happening! And in fact when it falls, what are the consequences?? ” But thankfully i didn’t smart off out loud about that!
i felt the cane hit several times and it wasn’t without much actual force, but i sure did hear the distinct “swish” of the cane’s whipping motion in the air before it collided with my ass too.
In NO time at all, i was feeling the sting! He said, “And what’s with the attitude? I offer to make you breakfast and you smart off??”
He said, “I asked a question and I expected an answer!”
i spat out the words, “you made me mad announcing you are doing a 1-on-1 yoga session without me, when you know i am trying so hard to get in shape and lose weight, especially this year with my 50th coming up. And you don’t even like yoga!”
S-T-I-N-G! a 3rd time again….. and a serious OUCH now!
i came off the bed and was more-or-less standing upright. The paddle fell to the floor. i mentally cringed. Now what?? i already feel the sting of that cane sooo much! And in truth, we both know he hasn’t even used it with much force or repetition!
He stood there and waited. He said nothing. i resumed the position. He said, “THAT was a good girl getting back into position, despite having not kept the paddle in place.”
i knew then that having lost the paddle would be a forgiven transgression. Now only to finish with the first transgression!
He said, “I was intending to find someone who seemed good for both of us and then to have group/family classes once a week. But I know I am less agile than you so I figured most any instructor would work for you! I expected you’d be happy that I got this sorted out without having to bother you with the details.”
S-T-I-N-G! a 4th and most painful yet. Not sure if it’s cuz the sting-factor is building or he used more force. He definitely has moved around on my ass and upper thighs, but man this cane has a biting sting! And yes, i came off the bed… again. And again, i resumed the position after catching my breath.
Yes! I am! I see your point, but that doesn’t change my mind that you could’ve told me all this before I found myself in this position.
He smacked again and said, “Seriously? Are you not going to answer me? Again??”
i said in a calm tone, “Yes, i am still mad, but i am trying not to be.”
He said, “I can continue to swat until you aren’t mad. You need to tell me when you are not mad.”
Sting – sting – sting – sting – sting – sting – sting.
Quick and swift, over and over, all around from top of my ass to the middle of my thighs.
“Oh yes Sir. I’m not mad, just wanting this to stop please Sir.”
He stood me up, put his arms around me and said, “next time you get mad, instead of being silent or smarting off to me, you will just come assume the position and I will know. So we can avoid the smart ass tone, my anger and annoyance back, and a potential fight. I will spank you until you aren’t mad, so that you can speak to me in calm words. Am I clear?”
Ahh great. A New rule for the New Year.
But once again, i will tell you…. i know it works. i really was NOT mad anymore when i told him so. i really was able to talk calmly afterward. It really did allow me to refocus and speak kindly. He really did have the best of both of our interests at heart.
And so… when i am mad again next, i will just go Assume the Position…. and do so willingly.
And in case you wondered……. i had cane lines across my ass for several hours and felt the sting for much of the morning…. while he was stretching with the yoga instructor, i was squirming in my chair at the office.
AND….. he liked her, so we will start this next week as a family doing yoga together.
Cheers… to a new year.. a new cane… and a new start!
I could absolutely understand being upset when you learned your husband was having a one-on-one with a yoga instructor. While it was sweet that he wanted to “vet” the person first, prior to beginning family yoga, this would have bothered me too, presented as it was. But, with that said, I really admire how you obeyed and went and waited in position when he directed you to. The cane is a serious implement, and one of my most feared. Hope you aren’t too sore today
I’m really not. I think he used the cane because he could, and he tried it out. It wasn’t really harsh or excessive in any way. Heaven forbids if he ever does!
You better hope he never uses it with much force. Lmao!
Anyway I’d be mad too, mostly because he didn’t tell me even though as you said, he is not required to. Guys are sort of clueless that way. Lol. We share our thought processes and they rarely share even their plans until moments before. Lol
Good for you for not being angry after the cane. The way B wields his cane the pain instantly makes me angry and he has to be in it for the long haul or leave me alone after for sometime to calm down.
Yeah I kinda decided it packs a powerful punch. And that he wasn’t really using any force (or duration) at all. I think he was testing it out really. Agree about men never sharing thoughts.
I feel the need to have a good Christian companion (male) who believes in and will spank me when needed. This is strange for me but after hearing that it can be done (hand only) it seems like it would help me with some of my stress. I don’t know how to go about finding the right man though. Another thing is my age (70) but I don’t feel like I’m 70 though. I have prayed for a long time that God would lift this burden from me and that I could/would never think about it again but it hasn’t gone away yet. I’ve prayed that if this is what I should do then please send me the right man so we can get this over with once and for all. I don’t want anyone knowing about this except for him and me. I don’t know if you can help me with finding someone or not probably not and I will understand if you can’t. I really needed to get this off of my mind and thought it would help me. Thank you for understanding and listening to me. Hope you have a wonderful day and thank you. Please don’t show my name or email.
Hi Vickie – I am sure you will find the man of your dreams and that God wants for you. I don’t know the answers to “how”, but I do know that God’s plans are almighty. Hugs, Marie
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Christmas is a festival that brings with it the expectations that you will spend time with your family and try not to have a complete meltdown. I failed to do this, it is not that I had a full blown tantrum but I did blame my poor husband when I had failed to pack appropriate footwear for a ‘lovely’ family walk.
We were staying with family; it was cold, wet and very muddy. All I had to wear were some ‘fashion’ boots or a pair of ‘shoots’ (half shoes half boots, with a heel, for the uninitiated) and selection of dresses. Previously I had discussed with my husband whether we should pack hiking boots etc and he had said that he was not going to bother, so I had decided not to take any sensible clothing – just indoors dressy stuff…..Thus my contribution to the family walk was a whinge-athon about how cold I was and how disgustingly muddy it was, not loud enough for any one to hear but my husband. So I did not enjoy the walk and I spoilt it for my husband. When we returned to out home I knew exactly what to expect – a very sore bottom. Due to the fact that my husband did not want the children to hear he decided to break down my punishment into parts; three punishments on one day and a ‘proper’ punishment, which I will receive this week…
My three-in-one day of punishment started with a caning in the morning followed by two minutes of corner time so that I could think about my behaviour. This was followed by a taste of the tawse a few hours later and then, just before bedtime the paddle was used to end the day.
I get the cane quite a lot because my husband likes the marks it makes and the fact that it is quite quiet, when compared to a hand spanking or the paddle. On this day my husband was completely merciless, each stroke of the cane was delivered with more force than he had used before and it was difficult not to cry out. I felt very sorry for myself once I was ordered to go to the corner with my very sore and red bottom!
The tawse was the worst as it was delivered with the same force as the cane but only seemed to cause lingering pain in one place. This was a similar feeling to having fallen very heavily onto a garden gnome wearing a cone shaped hat. It maybe that only one corner of the tawse is ‘making an impression’ and that is what is producing a weird slightly ‘unpunished’ feeling as, apart from the one small area on my right bottom cheek, the rest of my bottom was pain free.
The first two punishments were delivered with me kneeling on the bed with my head on the mattress and my bare bottom in the air. However the last punishment of the day was to be delivered with me on my back, holding my knees to my chest to pull the skin as tight as possible. My husband then delivered the paddle blows across my bottom and thighs so that I would have something to think about before I went to sleep.
I am slightly dreading this week as my husband and has promised to punish me ‘properly’ for being so childish and blaming him for something that was entirely my own fault. I know that this will involve a hand spanking over his knee, but he will surprise me with the other parts of my punishment, which promises to leave me sitting uncomfortably…..
This is my first blog, and indeed blog entry, on the subject of the punishments I receive for being a less than obedient and well behaved wife! This blog was given to me, by my husband, as part of any punishments I receive.
Today’s punishment was caused by my mobile phone bill, which was larger than expected due to the fact I was allowing all my little apps to automatically update and thus trample on and exceed the allowance my provider had allocated to me. My sentence for the resulting impact on our finances my ignorance had caused was a caning. My punishment took the form of a lecture on my behaviour followed by a firm push into the the position he desired: kneeling on the bed with my head resting on it so that my rear was in the air. As usual I was expected to take my punishment ‘on the bare’ because my husband did not want anything coming between me and the full force of his displeasure. He continued to lecture me between each stroke so that the punishment would not be over too quickly and I would have time to experience the ‘burn’ between each stroke. As always, when he had finished my chastisement he gave me a hug to show that my punishment was over and all had been forgiven. – this time!

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