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Wednesday, October 21, 2020

Stu reflects - FM Spanking Story



Stu hated apologizing , especially when he had to do it this way , stark naked , draped over his wife Darla's lap . 

Darla on the other hand , found it quite enjoyable. Her husband may be 100 lbs heavier and 8 inches taller , but she possessed the power to bring him down to size  when needed ,  and this was her preferred way of doing just that....by giving him a good old fashioned spanking !

The irony of it all was  that domestic discipline was not even her idea , and when Stu suggested it to her she thought it was absurd,"A grown man having his bottom spanked by his wife? How Ridiculous ! "she thought. 

Despite her initial reaction ,  Stu was insistent and directed Darla's attention to the Disciplinary Wives Club website.

Darla was immediately intrigued by the concept ,  and titillated by the accounts of grown men being taken in hand and spanked by their wives. 

She took note of  the technical advice on spanking your man provided by the experienced Aunt Kay , and before she knew it , she was so engrossed in the subject that she gladly joined the ranks of the DWC wives.

If Stu wanted and needed a spanking she was more than willing to give it to him. In fact , she was looking forward to it !

Admittedly it had been a bit awkward the first time she took Stu over her lap to be punished for some offence that she can no longer remember, and neither of them knew what to expect , but Darla used the knowledge she acquired from Aunt Kay and the DWC site to deliver a textbook spanking to her Husband. 

While Stu was surprised at how much his wife's palm and hairbrush hurt , Darla was surprised at how powerful and in charge she felt and took sincere delight in watching her naughty Husband's bare bottom turn from a milky white ,to pink and then a fiery red.

Stu had hoped  to take that first spanking like a man , but as the stinging and burning in his cheeks intensified , soon found himself yelping and howling uncontrollably.  This gave Darla immense satisfaction and inspired her to spank Stu even harder! 

She loved the loud 'CRAACK' the brush made when she snapped it against Stu's cheeks and the way his cheeks clenched and legs kicked in response. Her only issue was to keep Stu's large frame from squirming and sliding off her lap. This was something she would later learn to correct , but for now she found it frustrating having to pause the spanking to haul Stu's backside back up to striking range.

Undeterred she continued to spank Stu with all her might , and let him pay the price for all his squirming when licks intended for his bottom cheeks landed in other  , more sensitive areas like his thighs or flanks. "It's your own fault for not staying in position Stu!" she scolded when he dared to complain , "You asked for a spanking so that's what you're going to get !" 

Soon the toll of the hairbrush had produced many colour and textures on Stu's virgin rear quarters. Grey areas had formed on the crests of each of his cheeks where the brush scorched his skin after landing repeatedly.

Darla felt quite proud of herself and decided to bring Stu's ordeal to a conclusion , but not before delivering a crescendo of rapid-fire spanks , alternating from cheek to cheek which had Stu howling and kicking wildly.

When she finally stopped , she did not know what to expect. Stu was breathing heavily , sweat beaded on his skin and she could feel his heart pounding rapidly. Stu's  bottom was almost glowing and he  flinched when Darla placed her palm on his skin to feel the heat radiating from it. He was going to be feeling the effects of this spanking for quite a while , she mused with a grin.

"OK Stu...I think that should be enough for now. Now I'd like you to thank me for spanking you before I let you up!" she announced firmly.
For a moment , Stu had to fight his male pride before responding , but he reminded himself that he was the one who had suggested Darla spank him , and she had done just that so he was obligated to thank her.
"Thank you for that spanking Ma'am ....I deserved it." he said meekly.
Darla was pleased that he had referred to her as 'Ma'am' without prompting , "OK you may get up now." she told him , with just a hint of sympathy.

Slowly Stu slid off her lap and teetered unsteadily to his feet. 
For a moment he was motionless , until the burning discomfort in his rear intensified , prompting him to involuntarily clutch both cheeks and perform  a ridiculous , foot to foot dance  while yelping , "OW! OW! OW! " and other incoherent sounds as he continued rubbing furiously .Darla found it all very amusing and teased her man mercilessly , "You're not such a big man now are you  Darling! If only you could see yourself dancing around like that !" she giggled .

That was 5 years ago and Stu had received many spankings since , which permitted Darla to hone her disciplinary skills.
"So here we are again Stu , with you over my knee about to get your bare bottom blistered." Darla began , through a satisfied smirk as she studied the polished wood side off the hairbrush in her hand.
Stu flinched when he felt the bristles of the brush against his skin , his cheeks clenching tight when his wife expertly turned the brush over to its 'business side' and tapped his cheeks .

"So young man ? What do you have to say for yourself before I begin?"She prompted placing  the back of the brush on her intended target.
"I'm sorry Ma'am!" Stu mumbled after a short pause.
"That's it ?" Darla prompted.
"I'll never be disrespectful to you in front of our friends..."Stu added followed by a loud "OUCH!" when Darla's palm smacked his right cheek hard , leaving a visible red handprint his lily white cheek.

"You will not be disrespectful to me PERIOD , especially in front of others , understood ?" she scolded.
"YES MA'AM!" came Stu's prompt reply.
Darla paused to let her point sink in , a satisfied grin playing on her face as she watched the red palm print appear on Stu's right cheek.

During the brief pause , Stu reflected upon the incident which placed him in this humbling position. 
It was his own fault for starting a discussion on politics which became so heated , their Hostess insisted it end.
As usual he didn't apologize , and when Darla intervened he angrily snapped angrily at her  and immediately regretted it.

Darla did not respond , but gave her Husband an icy glare that he was very familiar with.
He knew what it meant and immediately shifted into apology mode , hoping it might save him from his wife's wrath , but he was wrong yet again.
His wife's silent glare continued , leaving no doubt to Stu and the other guests just how angry she was.

Turning to their Hostess she said , "I'm so sorry about that Valerie , Stu was way out of line....weren't you Stu ?" her gaze changing to her husband and her voice rising.
"Stuffs face turned bright red as all eyes were on him now , "Er...uhm....Yes it was Honey....I apologize Valerie !"he blurted.

Satisfied , Darla's gaze returned to Valerie , "I'll be dealing with him when we get home Valerie ...." then turning to Stu , "You can go wait for me in the car while I finish my drink mister and you had better get ready for a long discussion once we get home!"
Darla'a remark produced some smiles and chuckles from the onlookers , while a red- faced Stu made a hasty retreat to the car.
"Boy is Stu's face red !" Valerie chuckled .
"It won't be the only thing that's going to be red !" Darla grinned to more laughter.

As expected , it was a silent drive home and Stu knew that any attempt to apologize or explain his behaviour would only make his bad situation much worse.
Darla for her part , preferred to let her hairbrush do the talking once they were home!

As the scene had been rehearsed many times before , Stu required no instructions from his wife so silently made his way upstairs
 , disrobed and waited for Darla to join him.
As usual she was in no rush , leaving her man alone upstairs  to reflect on his behaviour , knowing his gaze would be unavoidably drifting to the antique hairbrush sitting on Darla's dresser and the discomfort it would soon inflict on his backside.

Stu's heart pounded when he heard the sound of Darla's heels on the wooden stairs , counting out every step until the bedroom door slowly opened.
He stood humbly before her , head bowed as she took her seat on the edge of the bed , rolled up her sleeve and scooped up the hairbrush.

Still silent , she patted her lap and Stu placed himself in that familiar position , face down across it.
He felt the warm and silky skin of her bare thighs which opened slightly to allow his stiffening manhood to slip in between before she clamped them against it.
they both knew it would not be there long , once the sting of her brush erased any erotic thoughts he had , reminding him that this was a real spanking that he would be feeling for days.

Darla permitted her man another moment of reflection , before raising the brush and beginning his chastisement......


2 comments:

  1. It's always surprising how few women have contemplated spanking their husbands considering how much they end up enjoying it. You'd think more married ladies would recommend it to others...

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