Alan smirked with disbelief when he entered the spare bedroom , " This is a little over the top Diane don't you think?" he declared , his eyes scanning the room.
His wife sat behind a large , antique desk positioned opposite a matching full wall bookcase.
In front of the desk were two sturdy wooden chairs , oddly one with a padded seat , the other without.
Diane herself was formally dressed in a smart business dress and heels.
Her long mane was neatly tied up in a bun on top of her head , emphasizing her classic high cheekbones and full lips.
A pair of oversized , horn rimmed glasses were perched on her nose.
She peered over the glasses to regard her husband ,who was somewhat under dressed by comparison.
In front of Diane was a formal looking document with a fountain pen beside it.
"Actually I think it's just right Alan.I told you I was going to take this seriously. Now have a seat and let's get started shall we?" she responded.
Her husband momentarily paused to decide which chair to use.
Noticing his confusion , his wife intervened, " You'll find this one more comfortable...for now....you'll be sitting on the other one later." she explained , a faint smile playing on her pretty face as she directed him to the padded seat.
Still surprised by his surroundings , Alan sat down.
His wife immediately got down to business by pushing the document in front of him.
"So what is this?" he asked .
"It's the Domestic Discipline contract we discussed last week.I suggest you read it carefully before you sign." Diane advised earnestly.
Alan moved his gaze from the document to his wife's face, "Do we really need to be this formal sweetie?" he asked.
Diane returned his stare with an earnest one of her own , "Oh I believe we do Alan.Please read it carefully....and ,by the way, you will refer to me as 'Ma'am' until this session is complete."
Alan looked stunned by his wife's reply.
Diane pointed to the agreement , "It's all in the agreement Alan.Read!" She said,her tone tightening.
Alan lowered his eyes and began reading.
As he read , his face flushed and he shifted uneasily in his chair.
The document was not lengthy but Alan found himself re-reading some sections in a state of disbelief.
Finally he looked up at Diane , "I know we agreed this would be a good idea but now that I see it in writing I'm not so sure Sweetie...." he babbled nervously.
Diane leaned closer , "Ma'am!" she corrected.
"Uhm ...er...sorry....Ma'am." He added.
"Well I have no intention of forcing you to sign anything under duress Alan , but I would remind you that this was your idea in the first place." Diane told him.
Alan fidgeted with the document , flipping the pages back and forth.
"I know I did....er.... Ma'am ....but I...." he stammered.
Diane sighed impatiently , "...but what Alan ? Do you wish me to take care of your discipline or not ? If not then let's use the remainder of this meeting to discuss the alternatives shall we?"
Alan put up a palm to placate his wife.
"No Ma'am....I mean yes...that is...I don't have an alternative Ma'am.I guess seeing it in writing so formally is just a bit of a shock that's all..."
His wife grinned , " Well I am a lawyer Alan and I like formality.Unless you have any questions then I suggest you sign so we can get down to business!"
Alan's jaw dropped , "Get down to business?" he asked uneasily.
"Yes.To take care of a few 'issues' of yours we discussed previously.Do I need to remind you about them?" his wife responded.
Alan waved his hand , " No....No Ma'am! I know what they are...".
Picking up the pen , he quickly signed the document.
Diane reclined back in her plush leather chair ,looking very satisfied, and took the signed document from her husband.
"Let's make sure we keep this somewhere safe in case we need to refer to it!" she said ,opening the desk drawer and slipping the document inside.
Abruptly she stood up , straightened her tight skirt and waved her hand imperiously at Alan, "OK Alan.Get your clothes off then."she ordered.
"WHAT?" her husband gasped .
His wife let out a sigh and stood with hands on hips addressing him sternly.
"It's all in the agreement you just read and signed Alan.Now hurry along and strip off all your clothes before you try my patience."
Alan knew from his wife's tone it was best not to argue so slowly began removing his clothes. As he undressed , Diane opened the doors of the large cupboard behind her desk and scooped up a large wooden paddle with holes in it.
Alan's eyes widened at the sight of it."You're not going to use that on me are you?" he asked uncertainly.
"Of course I am!"Diane replied , swishing the implement through the air to make a menacing sound.
Diane nodded her approval when her husband stood naked at attention before her.Pointing the paddle at the desk "Over the desk.Reach forward .Legs apart!" she ordered curtly.
Alan placed both palms on his buttocks and gave them a preparatory rub before assuming the position.
Gripping the edge of the table ,he gritted his teeth in anticipation, his cheeks clenching involuntarily .
He could hear his wife's heels tapping on the wooden floor as she paced behind him and the occasional 'WHOOSH!' of the paddle as she practiced her swing.
Finally she spoke."Now that you have formally agreed to accept discipline from me Alan I expect you to to respect all my decisions regarding your behaviour , do you understand?"
Alan coughed nervously before replying , "Yes I understand." he muttered.
His wife let out an exasperated sigh , "Yes I understand 'MA'AM' ! I'm still sensing some attitude Alan!"she warned.
Despite having signed an agreement , Alan was clearly having trouble complying.
He turned his head to face her , "I have to call you Ma'am now? Why do I have to do that?" he challenged indignantly.
His wife gritted her teeth and made another loud 'whooshing' sound with the paddle , making Alan visibly wince.
"Formality my dear Alan , formality....I'm waiting......do not try my patience!"she responded firmly.
Alan returned his gaze to the front to avoid his wife's glare , "Sorry 'MA'AM' ! ".
Diane smiled with satisfaction and lustily eyed her husband's smooth , lily white cheeks , laid out nicely for her paddle.
"By the time I'm done with you I can assure you that you'll understand the meaning of formality Alan!" she warned as she stepped back and raised the paddle over her head.
Diane was going to enjoy this more than she thought....