discipline

Progress…I think

dominant wife, submissive husband, naughty maid“Darling, I have to say that Mady’s exercise program for you is really beginning to pay off.” said Hannah getting out of bed and walking over to my standing in my corner. My nose pressing her panties into the corner, my cock cage in place and the ball stretcher ring right where it has been since the beginning of the month. Hannah took my bottom cheeks in her hands.

“This is shaping up very nicely. Squats are very good for creating a few more curves. Mady tells me you are getting a lot stronger which is excellent.”

I felt Hannah separate my cheeks and her finger slide into my backdoor.

“I think we’re going to have to pay more attention right here. Now that you are in your cage and that cute little stretcher, making your back door a little more accommodating makes some sense. I’ll tell Mady. Now go and have your shower…”

“Yes, Ma’am.” I said as her finger slipped out of my backdoor and I headed to the shower. With The Lady of the House I never know what is going to happen next. Which is just as it should be.

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Adjusting

submissive husband, cock cage, dominant wifeA couple of people have emailed to ask how I manage to adjust to things like my apparently permanent cock cage and now the stainless steel ball stretcher. Not to mention long periods without any chance of orgasm or the constant discipline I now receive from two women.

Strange to say but there is no adjusting. A couple of years ago I realized that I was happiest and most at peace if I simply did what I was told. The idea of adjustment suggests that, somehow, I go from a position of opposition or defiance to a place of acceptance. Which really misses the transformation which has occurred in my life and in Hannah’s.

In my business day I spend a lot of time telling people what to do, taking responsibility for getting things done, pushing projects forward inch by inch. It is rewarding work and I thoroughly enjoy it. But the fact I begin every day naked, in my corner in a cock cage pressing my nose into my lovely Hannah’s often moist panties or that I break off work for three-quarters of an hour to be put through an exercise regime by our maid or that I am subject to effectively unlimited physical discipline is where I relax. I am home, safe and loved, when I simply do whatever I am told by the Lady of the House.

I don’t adjust, I obey. Or, more accurately, I embrace. Hannah is the Lady of the House. Her word, her decisions, are final. There is nothing to question. If she requires me to do something which I find uncomfortable my job is to find a way to embrace the discomfort. Frankly, this ball stretcher pinched a lot for the first couple of days. That is my problem not Hannah’s. She wants me to wear it. I wear it.

As a man walks further into submission to his wife part of what he is doing is leaving his ego, his personal needs and desires, behind him. Loving submission is complete. There is no adjustment, just acceptance of your position.

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Feminine Superiority in Art
Obedient Husband 
Female Led Marriage for Loving Couples
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Might Pinch a Bit

dominant wife, submissive husband, cock cageDay 3 of my little cock cage and the ball stretching ring.

During the day, as I work, I barely notice my cock cage…or, for that matter, my cock as it is insulated from any friction by the soft silicone of the cage. I do notice the weight of the ball stretcher when I am being exercised by our lovely, if strict, maid Mady. It is not painful but it is a constant pressure.

However, at night, a chaste man will have an erection or two. I usually have two. With just the cage I would be aware of the erections but they did not cause any great discomfort. The ball stretcher has changed that. A lot.

Now when I get hard everything feels very tight. Very. Enough to wake me up. Hannah knows and is mildly amused. “Think of icebergs and swimming in ice cold water and your ice bucket.” she’ll murmur as she rolls over and falls back to sleep. I do but the cage and the stretcher tend to maintain the erection. Where I would be erect in my cage for five or ten minutes, the stretcher seems to have increased that to twenty uncomfortable minutes.

Perhaps this will change when the stretcher has done its work. Hannah likes the fact I have nocturnal  and morning erections. In fact she has slightly upped my micro dose of Viagra saying “I like my little cockette to be trying. It’s good for you.”

I am so lucky.

 

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Feminine Superiority in Art
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Punishing the Maid..

tumblr_nwtxlvxq9d1qan68po1_1280“Darling,” said Hannah as I stood in my corner with her very sweet panties pressed to the wall, “You run along and have your shower now. I will ring for Mady and you should make sure your tight little backdoor is clean and well lubricated. Time for a little fun for you. Come back in a towel.”

These days I am never sure what “a little fun” will mean.  Hannah enjoys my oral attentions a couple of times a week and very much like me caged. She let me out for strokes – exactly twenty – on Christmas Eve and then, before I came pushed my hips away and sent me to my corner while she finished with a new vibrator. I was throbbing and very nearly came just standing facing my corner and hearing Hannah’s pleasure. I was sent for a cold shower and locked back up.

On Christmas morning, having given Mady her three, quarter cup bras and sheer blouses for her uniform, Hannah thought it would be fun for Mady to try them on. Never a shy girl, Mady popped off her top and bra right in my library where we had the tree. She really does have darling breasts and the fact the bras provided a little support but no concealment made the sheer blouses very stimulating indeed. I was straining in my cage as I buttoned up Mady’s third blouse. “Lovely,” said The Lady of the House, “But I think I’d like to see the effect when your nipples are erect Mady. So you pinch one and, elliot, with your hands behind your back, you suck on the other for a moment.” I did what I was told and Mady’s pretty little nipples were perking up in no time. My cock was practically bursting through the silicone of my cage. Hannah reached between my legs, took my cock in it’s cage and gave it a squeeze. “We’ll lock you up in your steel cock cage soon. But I may miss being able to squeeze this little caged cock. Especially with Mady showing off her lovely, hard nipples as she does the dusting.”

And now this. I showered and carefully washed, douched and lubricated my backdoor. As instructed I returned to our bedroom where an interesting scene awaited. Hannah was sitting, in her negligee on the side of our bed. Mady was standing, head bowed in front of her and beside Hannah were a bathbrush, a dog whip and a double ended vibrator set in a strap-on harness. I stood and waited for instructions.

“I am afraid, elliot, that Mady has been a rather bad girl. She’s going to have to be punished but I thought first of all that it is only right that you see our naughty maid take her thrashing, and be available to control her if necessary, and then let her work out any negative emotions by fucking you with this cute little dildo pushed up her little twat.” said the Lady of the House in her most authoritative voice. “So, Mady. Let us begin. First, roll up your skirt and take off your panties and hand them to elliot.”

Mady complied and, when she handed me her black lace panties her scent was extraordinary. She was going to be punished and she was obviously very excited indeed.

“Now Mady, kneel in front of me.” said Hannah. Mady did being careful to keep her skirt at her waist. Her pretty bottom was framed by her thin black ribbon suspenders and black lace top stockings. She kept her day heels on. Her nipples were rock hard in the cups of her quarter bra and pressed against the black, sheers, gossamer of her blouse. “Well.”

“Madame. I am so sorry I tried on your dress without your permission. And your shoes and your emerald necklace. I deserved to be punished and I accept whatever you plan to do to me.”

“Mady. I am perfectly happy to let you try on my clothes if you ask permission. You can even have elliot assist you. But you did not have my permission. So you are going to be punished and then put in the box for the day. Do you understand?”

“The box Ma’am…Couldn’t I have a longer spanking?”

“No Mady. I think you are rather excited to be spanked and you need to be corrected not excited. elliot will lock you in the box after we are done here. Now, push the strap-on up yourself and buckle it on.” As Hannah said this she handed Mady the simple two ended dildo. It had a vibrator at the end which was pushed up Mady’s pussy. Then it went out of the hole in the harness to a longer, smooth end. Mady gasped a bit as the cold vibe was pushed into her wet, warm cunt but that is to be expected. Once all was in place Hannah said, “Now, get over your knee for the first part of your punishment. I am going to give you a good paddling with this bath brush and then, when I am satisfied, you are going to give elliot a good fucking. But, and here is the thing, I am going to dog whip you until he ejaculates. You’ll have three minutes to get him in the groove and then you’ll start earning your stripes. I will certainly teach you not to use my things, young lady. Now, across my knees. elliot, while I am paddling Mady get a pillow, go to the end of the bed, put your towel on the pillow, drape yourself over and enjoy Mady’s pussy scent while you watch me correct her.”

“Yes, Hannah.” I said marvelling at how Hannah always manages to mix punishment and pleasure. Poor Mady, I know what Hannah can do with that bathbrush. I took my position only a foot or two away from Mady’s quivering bottom. Her strapon was levered into her cunt by Hannah’s thigh but I could not hear the tell tale buzz of its vibrator.

Hannah began slowly and softly alternating her strokes from one side of Mady’s pretty bottom to the other. Mady was stoic at first but, as the intensity of Hannah’s strokes increased, began to grunt a little and lift first one foot then the other. Her pussy seemed, to my eye at least, to be slicking up around the dildo held in by the harness and the leverage of Hannah’s pretty thigh. As I knew it would, Hannah’s pace increased and her arm rose higher with each stroke of the bathbrush. Mady was vocalizing now and kicking up her feet as her bottom went from a delicious pink to a deeper red and now on to crimson. Mady began to sob but Hannah simply increased the force of her brush. Now her cunt was dripping wet as the pain and the pleasre merged. Then, after at least fifty “twaaks” of the bath brush, Mady twisted to look at Hannah, tears running down her face, “Please stop Ma’am…Pleeeese.” Hannah continued. I knew from experience that Hannah would stop when she thought the lesson had been learned.

That took at least twenty five more full force cracks of the bath brush. Mady’s bottom went from crimson to a bruised purple with a white spot where last the brush had landed and pushed the blood away from the surface. Mady had given up struggling. Now she just lay across Hannah’s lap enduring her punishment and sobbing. At last Hannah was done. Livid purple bruises with the start of the yellowing which marks a really good paddling covered Mady’s bottom. Mady fought to control her tears and her sobbing and, when she had, Hannah said. “Now, get to work.”

Mady got up, slowly, and looked at me ready to be taken as I lay over my pillow. My cock caged was straining against the ribs of my prison. I was so hard and so excited by how beautifully my perfect wife had spanked her maid. A moment later I felt the dildo invade my backdoor and begin thrusting. And I felt her hot tears on my back as she shoved her dildo home and began to thrust. Now I could hear the hum of the vibe and, as Mady fucked me I found myself responding. Pushing back to meet her silicone cock. I could feel the beginning of the rush of seminal fluid which my prostate would dribble. But that would take a while.

Then I heard the first crack of the dog whip on poor Mady’s already throbbing bottom. It caught Mady by surprise and she jerked backward pulling the dildo out of my bottom.

“Stupid girl…He’s never going to ejaculate if you keep falling out.” I heard Hannah say. The dildo was pushed back up me and Mady resumed her thrusts. She knew, from having me before, that the fastest way to get me to ejaculate was to slide the dildo up and down over the inch or so where my prostate was most sensitive. So the fastest way to end her whipping was to stay fairly still and on target. Which is what she did as Hannah, from time to time, brought the dog whip down on her pulsing butt. But even when Hannah increased her pace and the force of her strokes, Mady kept her dildo on target. She was moaning and the tears had started again, but, the vibrator was doing its job and Mady’s sobs were punctuated with whimpers of pleasure which I knew so well from kneeling between Mady’s perfect thighs.

That thought, Mady’s perfect thighs, the scent of her pussy on the panties my face rested on, the vibrations on my protate and, now, the low moans of pleasure from our well whipped maid all lead my dam to break and my ejaculation to begin. As so as it did Hannah put down her whip and stood beside Mady as Mady came closer and closer to her own perfect pleasure. Hannah reached around and pinched Mady’s nipples through her sheer blouse. She pinched those nipples hard and Mady yelled, “Thank you Ma’am” and I felt her quake and gush as she hit her orgasm. It lasted quite a while and, when she was done, I think Hannah just unbuckled the dildo harness and slipped the vibe out of Mady and then, as an afterthought, out of me.

“There you are Mady. Well whipped, plus allowed an orgasm and now you will spend a quiet day remembering not to do things without permission and what happens to bond servants who do. elliot lock Mady in the box and bring me back the key.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

I walked the still shaking maid down the corridor to the built in punishment box which we had told the builder was a broom closet. It was very narrow – a foot wide. It went to the ceiling but had shelves which could be slide in to force a person into a crouch and which had d-rings to allow a person’s hands to be bound over his or her (now) head. The box was light tight and entirely sound proof. I hated it.

Naked I stood behind my poor, whipped maid. There were a few flecks of blood on her bottom where the whip had crossed itself. Mady’s face was a mess with her mascara and eyeliner washed down her cheeks with her tears. I opened the door.

“Please Sir…”

“Not up to me Mady. You know that. Now get in.” I said never having been on the outside with the key. Reluctantly she turned sideways and slide in. Her pretty tits made it a tight squeeze. I had no instructions from Hannah about putting in a crouching shelf or binding Mady’s arms. Not that this would make her day in the dark much easier. Just less painful. I locked the door and walked the key back to Hannah.

“Excellent. Now don’t let me forget that poor girl is in there. While she is absent you can attend to my lingerie washing and, in a few minutes, help me get dressed.

UPDATE: In fact Hannah is not a cruel woman. An hour after I locked Mady in the box Hannah handed me the key. “I suspect she has learned her lesson.”

I let a tearful shaking Mady out of her confinement. “Oh Sir, thank you so much for letting me out. It’s awful.”

“It is Mady. I hate it. But the Lady of the House must be obeyed. I doubt you’ll forget that.”

“No sir.”

“So go and thank Hannah for your correction and we’ll get on with the day.”

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Back to School

tumblr_kppec9O8d21qz5x8qo1_500I could hear Hannah reaching her edge and then falling over as I stood in my corner, locked in my cock cage, my nose pressed against the gusset of a pair of her pretty panties. I heard her breathing return to normal, slowly, and, eventually I heard her say,

“You were very good this morning darling. I have to say that the practice you are getting on our little maid is making you all the better at your duties. Come here.”

I walked over to our bed from my corner holding Hannah’s panties.

“Now I know it has been some time since you have ejaculated and it will be a while longer. But don’t look so disappointed. You know I like you chaste and a month or two, especially if I have Mady milk you once in a while, is not unbearable. But, my dear man, I am afraid those summer beers have taken their toll. Time to get back to your exercise routine and, delightfully, now that the weather is cooler, a good firm girdle is going to be part of your daily wear. I’ll have Mady lay one out for you after your shower. Now off you go and make sure your shower is refreshing. You can have a little hot water this week but unless I see three pounds gone by next week, you’ll be enjoying a cold shower every morning. Now give me a kiss and have your shower.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

Three pounds isn’t much and the threat of a cold shower every morning, while unpleasant, was not that serious. I washed carefully making sure to soap and then rinse my little cock cage. I was quite used to showering in my cage. It was not difficult but I had to make sure to dry the area very carefully to prevent any chaffing. I emerged to my dressing room where I found Mady.

She is not in uniform in the mornings simply because she has all manner of cleaning and housework to do. But she likes to wear a long linen skirt and one of many cotton shirts Hannah has been buying her. Her hair is usually up. She is often waiting for me when I finish my shower and takes advantage of my lack of clothing.

“So, a girdle for sir this morning. What fun. But I expect it will be even more fun with a few stripes. You know the position.”

There is a couch in my dressing room with overstuffed high arms. I went to it and bent over.

“Now sir, you know the rules. Stretch your arms out and make sure your chin is right on the seat. In yoga this is the Dog position, here it is the Naughty Dog. Ready?”

Since Hannah told Mady to begin to whip me regularly to establish her authority she has become very skillful with the cane. She does not bother with warm ups, she simply draws the cane back and whistles it towards my bottom. A bottom which usually bears bruises or welts from the last session. Unlike Hannah, Mady likes to cane me regularly and hard. “No point otherwise.” she says.

Four strokes in I was vocalizing and dancing a little at the end of the couch. Mady never tells me how many strokes she will give me. On Hannah’s instructions, Mady whips me until she is certain she has mad an impression. Apparently, today, eight hard strokes with a medium weight cane were sufficient.

“There,” she said on what proved to be the last stroke. “Now there is something for your pretty girdle to bite. Step into this sir. I’ll zip you up.

The girdle pushed my caged cock back between my legs and I could feel my welted bottom being squeezed by its firm back panels.

“Well sir, now your pants will certainly fit nicely. And you look so smooth. Not like a man at all. Just as Madam prefers. And, I must admit, I prefer you this way myself. All so neat. Now all that’s needed is a good exercise program and you’ll look gorgeous for Christmas.”

With that she left me to dress and make my way downstairs to my office.

Back to school indeed.

Hot and Busy…

dominant wife, submissive husband, cock cageYes, I have been a very naughty blogger as Hannah was pointing out to me just this morning.

“I know how the evening ended with Mady, but your readers don’t and I am not about to write it for you,” she said to me as I stood naked in my corner. “Now, I know that it has been hot, so hot that I have not had you in your little cock cage or in a girdle all month. But this is ridiculous.”

I don’t talk in my corner. And if I nod my head there is the danger of dropping Hannah’s panties so I don’t do that either.

“Well, elliot, it has cooled off and if I can manage to write the first part of a novel while it has been this hot, I can’t see why you can’t write up the last part of our evening with Mady. Or are you too humiliated still, nearly two months later. Either way, it will not do. It is cooler now, Mady is settled in, you are much less busy.”

“But I suspect that you have been having far too much fun and thinking far too much about your little cockette. Obviously, you need to be locked up to get anything done. Turn around.”

I did as I was told. Hannah had my cock cage waiting. She grabbed my little cock and balls and put the smallest ring around them. “The small ring will be a little tight and a little uncomfortable, all the time. And I’ve told Mady she should tease you much more than she has been when you’ve been out of your cage.” Hannah pulled my cock into the cage and, none too gently, crammed it in. “You can adjust that later.” she said reaching for the padlock which she snapped shut. “And, just to give you a little extra incentive, I am upping your Viagra starting today. I want that pathetic little cock straining against your little sissy cockette cage. Maybe then you’ll get cracking and start writing. Do I make myself clear?”

As Hannah said this last she squeezed my testicles, hard. I winced with pain.

“Yes, ma’am.”

Hannah kept the pressure on. “I’ve spoken with Mady and you are going to be disciplined there too. More corner time, fewer little touching pleasures. Or tasting pleasures you goat. You have a blog to update and the rest of your work and, don’t forget, I want our new book done this week without fail.”

“Yes Miss.”

“Good, now get dressed and get to work. Send Mady up with my tea.”

I was dismissed. Off to work. And here I am.

Spanking the Maid

tumblr_m3xsha7KId1qfbon7o1_500We sat down in my study, Hannah in the comfortable black leather armchair before the fireplace, I on a matching sofa with a long, low hassock in front of it. Mady’s employment contract and Indenture were on my desk.

“Ready?” asked Hannah.

“Yes, very much so.” I replied. Hannah reached for her little bell and rang it. Mady appeared with coffee on a silver tray. She set the coffee on the side table and curtsied.

“So, Mady,” began Hannah, “Your probation ended today and we would like your to work for us and give your loyalty and obedience to our House.”

“Yes, Madam.”

“You have read the employment contract and the Indenture?”

“Yes Madam.”

“And you agree to our terms? And you are willing to sign and swear your Indenture?” asked Hannah gently.

“Yes Madam”

“Do you have any questions?” asked Hannah in a soft voice. Mady shook her head. “Well then, let’s get on with it. Elliot, show Mady where to sign.”

I walked Mady to my desk and went through the papers. She signed as expected and I countersigned the employment contract. The Indenture, however, was between the Head of the House and her servant and I took the signed document to Hannah.

“Now, Mady, your first oath will be taken on your knees to me.” said Hannah. “Then, tomorrow, we’ve arranged for you to make this same oath before God at our Church tomorrow afternoon.”

Mady knelt before Hannah and read the short promise which I held before her. I cannot quote the words as it is private but she undertook to be Hannah’s handmaiden and to obey all Hannah’s orders and to be loyal, obedient and chaste for the period of her Indenture. She asked for God’s help to make her obey her liege lady and to accept her position as Hannah’s bondswoman. I held our Bible and Mady swore her oath to Hannah and to God.

Yes, I know,all very feudal and not in the least enforceable in a Court of Law; but for Mady and for Hannah, and for me as witness, it was solemn and absolutely binding.

Then Hannah put her hand on our Bible and swore to guide, discipline and lead Mady in the fulfilment of her solemn pledge and that our House would shelter her, feed her, clothe her and nurse her when she was ill and to direct her spiritual and moral life in her best interests.

“Done. Now Mady I would like you to roll up your skirt and pull your panties to your stockings tops and lie across Elliot’s lap for your first spanking.”

“Yes Madam.” Mady stood and, still facing Hannah rolled up the skirt of her uniform to her waist. She was wearing sheer black satin tap panties which she left in place until she had positioned herself to come across my lap. Only then did Mady lower her panties and lie across my thighs.

It had been years since I spanked a girl. Not something which comes to a man in my position very often. I looked at Hannah.

“Go ahead dear. I’ve told Mady that you are rather good at warming a girl’s bottom and I should know.”

I began. Gingerly at first but soon I got into the delightful rhythm of a good hard spanking. I like to start by going side to side but once I have my pace I will focus on first one cheek than the other for four or five slap. Mady had lovely white, smooth skin which went a pretty pink before darkening to the scarlet I knew Hannah expected. She initially lay quite still but as my pace increased and her bottom reddened she began to wiggle and kick her legs a bit. Gusts of the scent I knew so well from my corner began to distract me as Mady grew more excited the harder I spanked her. I simply kept going. Hannah would decide when Mady had been spanked long enough. Just as my arm began to tire I heard Hannah.

“Perfect. Darling you have lost none of your vigor. But now Mady needs to get up on the hassock on her hands and knees.”

This was, I admit, a bit of a surprise. However, I released Mady and she did what she was told keeping her skirts well up and displaying her now bright red bottom to its full advantage.

“Mady, you said to me that you would like to make your submission to me in particular and I think that is an excellent idea. So we’ll begin with twelve strokes of my little rattan cane.”

“Yes, Madam.”

“Perhaps, Elliot, you might hold Mady’s wrists to steady her.”

I did what I was told and very quickly Hannah set to work with her cane. I know that Hannah has caned me harder but, to be fair, she spared Mady very little of the cane’s biting force. After three strokes I could see tears forming in Mady’s pretty blue eyes and after six she was whimpering and her tears had begun to fall. At nine she was trying to pull away and the last two strokes, delivered at nearly full force pushed her over the edge and she began to bawl.

And then it was over.

“Mady, a good cry is a very good start for a handmaiden. Here’s a tissue. You can stay in your position until you have recovered sufficiently for us to move on to the next step in your submission. But you have done very well and I am very proud of you.”

“Thank you Madam.” Mady blubbed.

Hannah and I sat down to our coffee with the darling girl quaking in tears on our hassock a foot away from us, skirts over her hips, looking at Hannah, the Lady of the House, in wonder.

Books you might like:
The Art of the Maid
Dominant Woman 
Feminine Superiority in Art
Obedient Husband 
Female Led Marriage for Loving Couples
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