maintenance

Of Course You Need a Whipping

dominant wife, submissive husband

Bend over…

“Well it has been much too long since you’ve been whipped darling. So pull up your nighty and bend over.”

Hannah was right, it had been too long. Holidays, good behaviour, the lasting effects of a daily ten minutes pressing her panties into my corner and thinking of her. Perhaps the little black chastity cage where my cock has been since New Years Eve reminds me to be on my best behaviour. But I had not been whipped for weeks.

There was no nonsense with Hannah. I took my position and I heard the cane slice through the air. The first six strokes were fairly light as Hannah found her range. The next six were firmer and the cane began to bite.

“Lovely. All nice and red. But now dear it is time for you to have some real stripes. Six should be sufficient today.”

With that Hannah drew her cane back and put some real force into the next stroke. She has whipped me harder but not much. Three more strokes lined my bottom and I knew what was coming. After the straight strokes are the crosses where Hannah brings her cane down at 45 degrees and each place it crosses an earlier stroke is blistered. I braced for the first cross stroke and vocalized as it came. Two more each an inch away from the last and Hannah was done.

“Now, you can go to your corner and think about how much you want to avoid a punishment caning this year. And no rubbing.”

Hannah peeled off her moist panties and pointed me to my corner, bottom blazing.

“I’ll call you when you’re done.” she said leaving me in my corner.

Loved, cherished and slightly bruised.

Maintenance Caning

dominant wife, submissive husband“Well, here you are.” said Hannah coming into our room. I was naked, kneeling on our bed, head down and arms over my head which is the position Hannah prefers if she is not tying my wrists. As this was a maintenance caning she probably would not tie me.

“I really have been a bit neglectful haven’t I. I don’t think you’ve been whipped since the beginning of the month. Probably because you have been so obedient about wearing your girdles. And Hasn’t that paid off? I know you still have a pound to go to reach your target, and I may decide you need to lose another few pounds, but I think this last month has been good for you. Plus, you have really been very good these last couple of weeks when I have teased your little cock. No whining, no pleading – I think you really do understand your position.”

“But, and this is important, I am not going to let you come until your little cock cage gets here. Then I’ll let you fill your cup and then lock you up for a little while. We’ll see how that goes. Ready?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Good.”

Pretty much instantly six strokes of the light rattan cane cracked across my bottom. I vocalized on the last two.

“Excellent…now don’t move. I think that your maintenance has been too matter of fact when it happens at all. Now that Fall is here we can make sure your maintenance is memorable…Ready?”

“Yes Miss.” I said thinking that this was very different.

The cane sliced through the air and slashed my bottom six more times. I could feel the welts rising.

At last it was over. Hannah handed me a pair of her very moist panties.

“Much better. Now pull on your girdle and take these to your corner. I’ll call you when I am ready for cocktails.”

I did as I was told and the girdle, as Hannah knew it would set fire to the six crimson welts which overlay the six stripes. Where they had crossed I could even now see the bruises forming. I went to my corner and pushed my nose into the deeply scented gusset of Hannah’s pretty panties. In love.

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New House, Same Rules

We’ve been busy moving but, despite the heat, Hannah wanted to make sure we were on track.

“Now I think your corner will be right here darling..  But I am not sure where the best place to whip you will be. It is nice to have my rattan canes back.  The acrylic rod certainly does the job but I prefer the weight of the rattan especially for maintenance.” She said with a little smile. “We’ll,  I don’t think the bedroom is quite ready. You take these panties and try out your corner and I’ll call you when I find a spot.”

I spent ten minutes with my nose firmly pressed into the moist gusset of the panties Hannah had been wearing all day. Lovely and very focusing. She called from downstairs. I walked, naked, through the house.

“Right there I think..”Said Hannah motioning to a tall bar stool she’d placed in the middle of the room. “Let’s hope the neighbours don’t pop by.  So, Darling, you’ve been just a little cheeky since we got here and that means extra, punishment,  stokes on top of your maintenance.  You’ll know when I’m done.”

And she meant it. Six medium strokes with the 36 inch rattan cane and then six quite intense strokes. I was vocalising at the end.

“Perfect,  now go back to your corner and think about how important it is to be respectful. And Darling,  while that is a lovely erection… No touching or you’ll have five minutes with your little cock in the ice bucket… And put on your panties for cocktails.”

I think the house will work very well.

Not that much Later

dominant wifeIf you had read Hannah’s post earlier today you could be forgiven for thinking my maintenance whipping had been postponed. I certainly did.

“Just time for a quick and quiet whipping dear. Take your position.”

A few warm up strokes with her hand and then that nasty little acrylic went to work.

Generally, a maintenance whipping leaves very few marks. Hannah does not strike hard but she does not waste any time. In a matter of less than a minute she had delivered a dozen swift strokes.

“There we are. You’ll remember your position all the better now.” she said as she left the room.

I am, as I write too often, a very lucky man.

Whipped

“So…Darling take down your pants and stretch over the end of the bed.” I did as I was told and heard Hannah pick up her vicious little plastic cane. She began to warm Me up with rhythmic hard hand slaps to my bottom and spoke to me in a firm voice.

“I had you ejaculate last night so you would really feel your whipping this morning. I have let your discipline slip a bit and,frankly, I have not been impressed with your attitude or your work habits lately. You’ve been right on the edge of insolence a couple of times. I should have corrected you then and there. But I didn’t.

It is very clear you need to be regularly whipped. And not playfully either. So I am going to try to make each stroke this morning leave a welt and, for the next few weeks, you’ll be regularly whipped. It is quite clear to me that sparing the rod has been spoiling the husband. Do you agree Elliot?”

“Yes Hannah. I have been missing my punishments.”

“Well we will begin to correct that starting now.” The cane whistled through the air and seared the first of its dozen lines across my quivering bottom. I could tell Hannah meant every word she had said.

Reminder

dominant wife“Now Dear, I have to go out but, before I go I’m going to give you a good maintenance whipping. Now get those pants of and get on your knees and ask for your discipline.”

I instantly complied and, kneeling and looking up at my lovely wife said, “Darling, would you take the trouble to whip your loving husband. Just as hard and as long as you feel I need?”

“I certainly will. Just lie over the end of the bed and we can get started.”

I draped myself across the bed, tips of my toes touching the floor. The Lady of the House wasted no time and gave me a delicious and very firm hand warm up. Brisk strokes from side to side for a couple of minutes. “There we are, all nice and pink and ready for my pretty cane.”

Hannah’s cane whistled through the air and a line of fire slashed across my bottom. She paused, corrected her stance a bit and began to whip me in earnest. Not at all full force. I was not being punished, just reminded. But hard enough that I was vocalizing by the sixth stroke and flexing up on my tip toes until she, finally, stopped at twelve.

“Now darling, I know how much you hate it when I am not firm with you so, before you jerk your little cockette into your cup, I want you to really feel these.”

The only thing which changed was that Hannah now gave me six strokes swinging from her shoulder rather than her wrist. Still far from even half strength these last strokes raised a welt with each swing.

“Excellent. Here’s your cup. I don’t have all day to watch you jerk that little thing. Come on.” and as she said this her hand went up my shirt and, after flicking my nipple erect, Hannah dug her nails in to signal that I was to come. I was not even completely hard as I made my mess in the cup.

“Now drink it all up and lick the bottom. You really are very sweet. I’ve left my handwashing in its basket…I’ll be home for cocktails.” And with that my wonderful wife went out the door.

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Oral Delights

The Lady of the House has been wonderfully demanding these past few days. She has kept my tongue very busy licking and sucking her pretty pussy. She like me to slip my litt le cock in once she has come so I can feel the little ripples of her contractions before being told to slip right back out.

There is, of course, no question of my coming. If there was Hannah would play with my nipples to get mw ready and then pinch hard when she wanted me to make my lttle mess. But when she is just using my cockette for her greater pleasure she goes nowhere near my nipplea so I cannor come.

“Six to ten to one seems about right.” Hannah said this morning after she had come. “Chasitity makes you so much more attentive and I want your attention. Plus, dear man, its nearly time for your maintenance whipping and you know how much you hate ro be caned just after you have been allowed to come.”