A quick correction

“Just because your girdle is little tight you have no right to be snippy with me. Get upstairs this minute.”

Hannah was not kidding when she said a couple of weeks ago that she was going to be raising her expectations. I stood by our bed, trousers off, girdle and panties at my knees. Hannah marched up the stairs.

“I expect you to be polite and respectful at all times. You have a nasty tenancy to be flip and I don’t like it one bit. Now bend over and put your hands flat on the bed.”

No warm up. Just six hard strokes of he favorite 36 inch rattan cane delivered quickly and accurately.

“Now pull your girdle back up and get back to work. There are two articles overdue. And you should remember that if you are flip with me you’ll be right back up here and it won’t just be half a dozen.”

(Hannah has been looking for a cane with a little more heft and found this “heel stick“. Frankly I think it looks nasty but Hannah is all for upping my game.)

Nine Hour Girdle

“Now no more pleading you silly man. I don’t care how hard you are or how long it has been since you’ve come…you were lucky I was in the mood to ride your hard little cock this morning. I like teasing you and I love how well you’ve learned to control your ejaculations …but you have lot work to do today and this week and you work much better when you are on edge. Plus, starting today I want you girdled until after dinner. Nine hours minimum. So get your girdle on and get the dog out for his walk before it gets too hot. You have at least five pounds to go so you can have coffee and a piece of toast for breakfast and a nice salad for lunch. Now get cracking.” With that Hannah, beautifully naked went to take her bath.

I am a very lucky man.

Discipline in a Female Led Marriage

ARRRRGH….is never a sound I like to hear from Hannah. She’d just written a comment on another blog (Respecting Mistress) in response to the question “can you have a Female Led Marriage without an element of punishment when the husband disobey or displeases the wife? Always ready to help I offered to put her very sensible response here until she can get to her own computer and site. Needless to say, I agree with every word she’s written.

“I can’t imagine my female led relationship – which is going into its eight year – without having complete freedom to correct Elliot as required.

Now that does not always involve caning him although that is certainly effective. But sending him to his corner, sending him up to bed, clipping his nipples or putting his equipment in an ice bucket are all effective punishments. And the long term application of a disciplinary regime combined with chastity has made him a far better, more considerate, more respectful and, I believe, much happier husband. He is certainly much better behaved than my girlfriend’s husbands to the point where they ask me “my secret”. When I tell them that sparing the cane spoils the husband they never believe me the first time. But over the years a couple of them have experimented and both now lead their marriages to the greater happiness of both couples.

A good, hard caning puts a man firmly in his place in a way that nothing else will. Cane your husband regularly and he will be grateful and attentive. Combine that with enforced chastity and lots of teasing and he’ll be delightful company and very productive.


“Why don’t you go upstairs and wait beside the bed. I had such a lovely time yesterday…” said Hannah.

I hastened to obey. When Hannah tells me to wait beside the bed that means the I am to brush my teeth, wash my hands carefully and strip down to my panties – which meant I could take my girdle off for a little while. (If she had no use for my cock she just tells me to leave my girdle on.)

I got ready and was quite hard in my panties when Hannah finally arrived. She slipped her dress off and stepped out of her panties.

“Why don’t you lie on your back. Perfect.”

I lay down as instructed and only barely had time to prop my head up with a pillow before Hannah sat her beautiful pussy directly on my mouth. She faced away so my nose was pressed tightly into her sweet rose. I know what to do and was soon rewarded with her moisture running across my lips and down my chin.

My job is to lick and suck until Hannah is satisfied. I know she is satisfied partially by the rhythm of her body grinding into my face and partially because as she comes she releases so much lovely juice that I have trouble swallowing it all as she prefers.

Now when I am lying on top concentrating on her hard little clitty  I am usually sent to my corner while she finishes in privacy. Then, as yesterday, she want me to slip my cock  in her and stroke. She like the feeling that my little cock gives her as she is coming down off her peak. Once she’s had enough of that she will put her hands on my hips which is my signal to withdraw.

However, when she starts on top, after she has had her orgasm, there is always the chance Hannah will push down my panties and fuck me that way. She requires me to put both my hands under my bottom when she is riding me like this. And I am only allowed to come if she’s pinching my nipples. Other wise I just have to lie there and follow her delicious lead. Which mainly means not falling out of her drenched cunt as she grinds herself against me. She can fuck me like this for quite a while.  The Viagra she makes me take means that I stay hard even when I am not allowed to come or even thrust very much.

As she fucks me Hannah loves to kiss me and bite my neck a little. It turns her on when I turn my head and deliberately expose my neck to her. And she’ll grab my shoulders and drive her nails in while she is fucking me.

“Lift up your knees and spread your legs, slut.” she whispered to me.  I obeyed and she kept her rhythm. I could feel her getting wetter and her heart was pounding.  She sunk her teeth into my shoulder to muffle her triumphant cry of pleasure and then lifted her soaking pushy of my cock.

“Lovely… Let me catch my breath and then you can lick me dry and get dressed. I really do love you darling. It’s so much better this way. “

12 strokes

“You darling have been more than a little snarky. Let me just get my downstairs cane. Now disrobe and over the chair.”

No warm up. Just a dozen well placed strokes with a cane I didn’t even know Hannah had placed in our coat closet.

“I will not… Stroke… Have you… Stroke… Become a grumpy old man… Stroke.”

My bottom was blazing and I was deeply relieved when Hannah finally stopped.

“There. Done. And no more snippyness.”

Friday Fun

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Why Ladies Sometimes Wear Corsets

I have had this lovely picture forever and, as I sit working on other things and counting down the minutes to when I hope the Lady of the House will let me take it off, I thought I would share this.

Hannah has been corseting for years but never in warm weather. She usually leave her corsets in her drawer until the Fall. But then, for special evenings, she has me lace her in and the effect is much as you see here…Womanly Plus!

A Nice Firm Girdle

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Time to get Serious

“Now Darling” said Hannah as I brought her tea in bed, “I’ve been thinking about how we’re going to proceed for the Fall. I want you to lose a few pounds. Say ten and to remind you of what I would like you to obtain, after your shower, when you are getting dressed I want you to put on one of your panti-girdles for the day. I know it will be uncomfortable at first but, if you get your exercise and watch what you eat and drink, by the end of the month you should be able to wear your girdles daily without too much discomfort. To start you can take your girdle off at cocktail time but we’ll extend that next week and, by month’s end, I will expect you to be girdled from the time you get up until you get into your nightie. I want that tummy flat by October.”

Nothing to say really. When we agreed that Hannah would make the decisions in the house I suspect I knew she would start wanting me to be a bit fitter. But, as I type this in my long legged Playtex girdle I realize it is going to be a long month.

UPDATE: A couple of my loyal readers have asked for a picture of the garment in question. I would love to oblige

but a girdled selfie would be more than a little unattractive and the particular Playtex girdle I have on is vintage and not findable online – I did look.

However, the piece looks very much like this girdle which I found at Amazon.