Wednesday, October 28, 2020
Her friend nodded knowingly , "All of our Husband's come to us with flaws Claire , but we manage to cure them of them eventually." she assured her.
Nonetheless , Claire was embarrassed and disappointed with Jamie.
Monday, October 26, 2020
Henry and Donna recently signed a DD agreement , and Donna is first up for discipline for nagging her husband too much.
Unfortunately for her , she continues to nag her husband even when he is paddling her , and is about to find out just how serious Henry is about curing her nasty habit !
Friday, October 23, 2020
At first , James had no trouble keeping count of the firm but measured spanks Rachel was applying to his bare backside , but when his rear began to burn and the rhythm of the spanks increased it became hard to focus .
At 50 spanks , the 200 promised by Rachel seemed so far away and his bottom already felt like it was on fire.
For her part , Rachel enjoyed distracting his counting by applying rapid-fire spanks to the same spot and the occasional pair of 'stingers' to the tender tops of his thighs.
Soon poor James found the simple task of counting to 200 very , very difficult , especially when paired with the threat that his spanking would start over if he lost count !
At his first count he almost made it to 70 before losing count when the pace increased unexpectedly , and his second attempt ended before he even reached that milestone.
Rachel's arm was not tiring at all , so James could only hope to do better at the third attempt.
By the time his ordeal was over , Rachel's hairbrush had connected with his backside a total of 295 times!
His extended spanking would no doubt also extend the amount of days passing before he could sit down comfortably again....
Wednesday, October 21, 2020
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.
Monday, October 19, 2020
James froze , hopping with one leg in his pants when he heard Sarah's voice.
Struggling to balance, he turned to see his wide awake fiancee had raised herself to sit up in the bed.
"It's Sunday Sweetheart....I always go golfing on Sundays..." James replied innocently.
"Well that's one of the things that are going to change around here James..." Sarah began , flicking her head back to tie up her long mane in a pony , "Today you will be staying home so we can have a long overdue 'discussion' on our marriage." she added , raising two fingers of each hand to signal quotation marks that emphasized the word 'discussion'.
Her Fiancee's jaw dropped , "Discussion ? What sort of discussion? I thought the wedding details were all arranged?" he asked.
Sarah giggled , "I'm not referring to the marriage ceremony silly....I'm talking about how things are going to work between us once we are Husband and Wife!"
James was starting to look worried now , "What do you mean?" he asked curiously.
Sarah sat back and folded her arms before responding , "Well for starters , there are number of aspects of your behaviour and attitude that will need to change!" she informed him firmly.
James sighed, "Can't this wait Sarah? I have an 8am tee time with the guys..." he reasoned , but his Fiancee remained resolute .
"Yes you did ... but I thought ....er...umm..." James began to babble until Sarah raised a finger to stop him.
"Uh-uh James....Rule number two . You will refer to me as' Ma'am' when we are having a ' discussion ' , but before we get ahead of ourselves , why don't you go fetch me a coffee, and when you return we can begin our 'discussion' formally." she said in a firm tone , once again using her fingers to emphasize 'discussion.
A speechless James stood frozen for a moment and when he opened his mouth to speak, Sarah issued him a warning with a wagging finger , "Be careful James....remember Rule number one! ? I believe I just issued you an order?" She reminded him.
With that , James'mouth clamped shut , and he made his way into the kitchen , returning after a few minutes to hand Sarah a cup of coffee .
Sarah ignored him , apparently engrossed in reading her book , forcing James to wait uncomfortably with the hot coffee in his hand.
James gulped , suddenly realizing the significance of the artwork Sarah had hung over their bed just a week ago!
Now , as his Fiancee studied her book , he had lots of time to study the artwor, his stomach churned.
The woman in the picture was about to give her man a spanking !
Finally , Sarah looked up , carefully placing the book beside her on the bed .
James approached the dresser , turning his head awaiting her direction , "Open the top drawer and bring me the Hairbrush please....the big ebony one." Sarah instructed .
Then , sitting up straight in the bed , she lifted the covers and patted her shapely , bare thighs.
"It's time for you to assume the position so we can begin our 'discussion' .
Her Fiancee's face coloured and his eyes bulged upon realizing her intention.
"What? You can't be serious Sweetie?" he asked somewhat nervously.
Sarah raised a brow , "I'm deadly serious James....and I believe that was another order I just gave you ? This defiance and insubordination is just not acceptable, and you will come to regret it I assure you !" She warned, patting her lap a final time , this time harder.
"Undress first ! You must be completly naked for our 'discussions'....." she informed him , "...just like in the picture ," she grinned , bringing his attention back to the artwork above her head.
Then with a dismissive wave of her hand , she waited while James stepped out of his golf clothes and stood before her completely naked.
Then , leaning back , she motioned him over her lap , adjusting his rear so it was high on her lap and in perfect position to receive her brush .
"Let's begin our first of many 'discussions' we will be having , shall we Sweetheart ?" she announced , raising the brush over her head.
"Yes Ma'am!" came the obedient reply from James , his muscular , pale cheeks tightening in anticipation.