Last night was a throwback to the good old
fundamentals of a successful femdom marriage. No outfit, no confinement room,
no drama, just a dose of good old fashion discipline. I simply stripped down to
just bra and panties, I had James strip completely naked and I ordered him
across my lap as I sat on the edge of my bed. I started with a wooden hairbrush
and I said very little other than going over his list of chores I expected to
be done this weekend. I spanked his buttocks until they were a nice shade of
pink, and in some spots bright red.
I had him stand with his nose to the corner
for 30 minutes to ponder his punishment and his list of chores. After the 30
minutes were up, I came back into the bedroom and ordered him to fetch my
wooden Spencer Paddle. He assumed the position back across my lap and I
blistered his bottom with the paddle, rotating cheeks, until he became most penitent
with urgent promises to be a good and obedient hubby.
After his spanking, I took joy in feeling
the heat that was searing forth from hubby’s buttocks, groping him with my
hands. I examined his bottom closely which was dark red in spots with a couple
of modest bruises. Then I ordered him back to the corner for another 30 minutes while I talked to "a friend" on the phone.
Seeing hubby facing the wall made me very wet.
So wet that after I got off the phone, I removed my panties and reclined on the
bed. I ordered James to orally pleasure me, him still locked in chastity with
his ass still red from his spanking and his face red with humiliation.
All in all, a very lovely night.
