dominant wife, caned husband

Monday Whipping

“Good morning Darling.” Hannah set her tea down on her dressing table. “Let’s get the week started right. You were lovely over the weekend. I can’t tell you how much I enjoyed your obedient attentions. Now, get into position.”

I quickly complied. Hands on the bed, up on tiptoe.

“Lovely. I think,” Hannah said slapping my bottom to warm me up, “A dozen to set you up for the week.”

I heard the cane swish through the air.

“Oh, wait, we’ll have to start over. I forgot to adjust the mirror. I like you to be able to see what’s coming.”

She moved the mirror and I could see the cane as it slashed my bottom.

This was maintenance but Hannah had said at the beginning of the year that maintenance would be much stricter. Apparently she meant it and I was soon rising on my toes as she brought the cane down. She also has increased her tempo.

It was all over in less than a minute. A very well stripped bottom with three good sized welts.

“Off to work dear.”

“Thank you.”

I dressed, content, loved and a tiny bit sore.

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“Good morning Darling” said Hannah rather perkily. “I have a busy day but I thought it would be a good idea to drain your little cock so you can concentrate on work. You can get out of bed and kneel right here. That’s it. Here’s your cup. Now lift your night shirt so I can give your nipples what they need for you to squirt.”

I lifted up the white cotton shirt Hannah has me sleep in. She brushed my nipples with her nails.

“OK, dear, now jerk your little cock until you make your mess. I don’t have all day.” with that she began to dig her fingernails into my nipples.

“So, darling, once you’ve made you little mess I want you to shower and put on one of your panti girdles for the day. A bit later you have some corner time coming and I think it might be a good idea to give you another whipping just so you remember exactly how obedient I require you to be. The welts seem to have disappeared from your last whipping.”

I was rock hard now and Hannah’s sharp nails were sending waves of painful pleasure right to my cock.

“Stop wasting time dear, come right now.”

And I did half filling the cast iron sake cup.

“Well dear, you know what to do with that.” said Hannah “Let me see you drink it all down.”

Which, of course, I did.

So rinse that out, shower and I will leave a girdle out for you.”

Hannah turned on her heel and left me kneeling, spent and happy.

dominant wife, whipped husband

Take your postion darling

“Well darling, you certainly have forgotten your place.” Hannah spoke as she sat on the side of our bed. “Imagine going out last night without asking permission. And I have the receipt. $15.00 and, I’m sure, a generous tip. Call it twenty.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“I won’t have it. So, today I am going to whip you. One stroke for each dollar. But, if it happens again it will be two strokes. Now, get in position.”

I went to the end of the bed and stepped out of my sleeping panties. Hannah warmed me up with her hand. “I won’t have you wasting our money on the pub and I certainly expect to be asked for permission if you want to go and have a beer.”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Good. You are not going to forget this.”

I heard the hiss of the cane through the air. Hannah was in earnest. After five strokes I was arching my back and after ten vocalizing as the cane sliced. I was shaking as the last three, very hard, punishment strokes were delivered.

“Perfect. I think a few of those welts will be with you for a couple of days. Now get dressed and get to work.” Hannah noticed that my cock was stiffening.

“Oh what a silly man. If you think that little cock is getting any attention you have another think coming. In fact, I might just send you to your corner before cocktails tonight and give you another whipping for cheekiness.”

I am well loved indeed.

ImageMy apologies for the long lag between posts.

We moved just before the holidays and then were caught up in the festivities.

However, just before Christmas Hannah sipped her wine and said, “Now darling, you’ve been very sweet working on the move but it is time to get back to your routine. You can go to our bedroom and take your position.”

I went, stripped naked and put my hands down on our bed.

“Perfect,” said Hannah coming into the room a few minutes later. “Now this is just maintenance but, as it has been a little while, I will give you a double dose.”

She warmed me up with her hand and then, without further words, rained down a dozen, fairly fierce, strokes of the cane. Quickly. I was nearly vocalizing at the end.

“There, that’s the first half..these will be a bit firmer.”

I could hear the cane hiss through the air. A bit?? No, these were very nearly full on.

I was grunting by the time she was done.

“Lovely, I see no reason why you should not have a few welts from your maintenance. This year I am going to be a good deal stricter. Now, get dressed and fetch me more wine.”

All is well.

dominant wifeWe thought it would be fun to offer our first book, A Man in My Position, free for a couple of days.

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We will continue unpacking as you enjoy!

Update: Well, 67 free downloads which is wonderful. Enjoy your books. However, and the Lady of the House is very cross about this….no reviews and no “stars”. Now, either you all hate the book – which we doubt, are very shy (which is certainly possible) or you should go and stand in your corners. The offer closed late last night. But you can still buy A Man in My Position for all of $2.99

I am sent to my corner for a variety of reasons. Sometimes it is simply for reflection and obedience, other times it is a prelude to more serious punishment and sometimes it is a punishment in itself.

Which brings up the interesting question of how severe a punishment. Canings come in grades from light to severe as do bathbrushings and the like. So, a poll….

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