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.
"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 .
"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.
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.