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Stand for your beliefs. You should have told your mom painful punishment benefited you or kept your cane marks hidden." Debby and Sandra came up with the idea about a month ago. We were having dinner at a local restaurant after one of out discipline sessions with Sandra and Don. He and I could barely sit after a particularly rigorous session from our ladies. Don and I were put through our paces. As always our wives read our latest transgressions out loud and then decided between them what the punishment should be. I had been caught masturbating to web porn and knew I was going to get it bad. Don hadn’t done anything bad to deserve punishment but seemed to suffer guilt by association and got a good dose of the cane from Sandra. I got the cane, strap and paddled by both women until I was blubbering like a baby. That night both women were discussing the positive impact of discipline in our lives and wondering how to introduce more women to the lifestyle. By the time dinner was over the idea for the Lady’s Empowerment Club was formed. It took a while but she enjoyed reading the magazines and my digital collection of photos and art where men were being spanked by women and I began to get the punishment spankings I wanted and needed. Carly shivered. She'd imagined her warm welcome accompanied by an extreme thrashing. Proud of her flawless apology, Miss Roberts would still condemn her to a severe sentence. Her memorable initial visit had hurt far worse than she'd expected. However, her stunning relief and soaring self-respect had beaten her every dream.
A few days after my search, which was frustratingly unsuccessful, I responded to our front doorbell; there was Vera. I had never seen her like this. I figured an admission would help. “Lisa, “ I said, “You are absolutely right. I need to change and let you know that you can depend on me.” feeling was this ‘closing down’ of emotion. This closing off of emotion was to prove to have a very devastating effect A lawyer, in charge of his firm's dress code, uses his position to administer corporal punishment. (2,360 words.)
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anxious and depressed and thus I began to have crying bouts. I recall, at this stage, as a 13 or 14 year old, I began to think A husband is suddenly inspired to spank his wife just before she goes to work each morning. (1,955 words.) The next morning, I awoke with the room suffused in light. The windows were open and the curtains were blowing. My wife was sitting cross-legged on the bed watching me intently. She looked so lovely wearing her long string of Indian beads. “I thought I’d let you sleep in so you’d be rested and mindful of why I’m going to spank you. You have not been pitching in with the chores, Carl. What’s the problem?” I opened the door for Sandra; She’s a very attractive woman, about forty. You could tell that she was a little nervous meeting me and seemed in general to be a little bit “mousy.” Debby had asked me to grill some salmon for lunch but after it was done I stayed outside doing some yard work so the girls could talk. I wasn’t trying to listen but I could hear at one point that Sandra was crying softly, a little later there was some mischievous laughter from both ladies. origins of these suicidal feelings are universal. I discovered that what I have felt has also been felt by others. I discovered
My heart started pounding as I heard her walking down the hallway. My time was up. The execution of the sentence was at hand and it was going to hurt. She walked into the room and commented on what a nice target I presented, and then proceeded to tie my hands to the bench. “I know you’re going to wiggle tonight so I’m going to make sure you stay put,” she said as she pulled the strap tight around my legs. She was right. I couldn’t get up if I wanted to and now I was completely at her mercy. She didn’t give me any. The second implement I decided on using is no stranger to being used for woodshed whuppin’s. My infamous Italian leather belt, which I decided to wear today for this special occasion. Joey has shared with me many times that the sight and sound of me taking off my belt gives him that “oh no” feeling in the pit of his stomach. Even when I’m just taking it off to put it away. How’s that for some conditioning? 😉 Debby and I are getting more comfortable in the DWC lifestyle in our house, but except for a small group of like minded friends with whom we get together, no one else really “knows” about my discipline. About two months ago Debby started talking about a new woman in her office named Sandra. She’s just been through a rough divorce and is apparently having a hard time. Debby and Sandra have been having lunch frequently lately. Last week over dinner Debby was talking about Sandra and said “I’ve told her about us”. I asked her what she meant (not thinking) and she informed me that she told Sandra I get spanked for discipline and any time Debby sees fit. I was a little surprised but didn’t think much of it until the next Saturday when Debby told me that she had invited Sandra over for lunch. OK, hold on. Let’s get our facts straight, and then, let’s make sure we understand each other’s feelings and emotions about what’s going on here. You came home from the bank and I asked about the receipts. Would you agree with that?” You can’t,” I cried. “I’d never live it down. My boss would never understand, and my friends would think I was a wimp if they knew Lucille had been spanking me over her knee like a child all these years.”I can not remember my immediate reaction as result of this abuse but I can recall the incident being "swept under the That remark stung, probably because it was so true. In my depressed state, I had done no housework since a few days before Lucille’s demise, and the house had reached a condition that would certainly have earned me a very severe paddling over Lucille’s knee if I ever let it get even a tenth as sloppy while she was still alive. I hesitated, eyes downcast, hoping I wouldn’t have to answer, but she was in no mood to be patient with me. “Tell me,” she demanded again, “if you know what’s good for you.”“On the bench,” I mumbled and turned to go. “Yes, and I want you to think about why you’re being punished,” she said as I left the room.
We were both virgins. We had kissed, but had never even touched each other’s classified areas through our clothes, so I was confused.
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But you know that the silent treatment is a manifestation of hostility, and that it is hurtful, don’t you?” A woman experienced with corporal punishment discovers _real_ discipline when her new boyfriend puts her over his knee. (1,439 words.) It was seen as normal to receive the cane if a book or other item, so important to the school system, were forgotten and it responsible for giving me charge as form captain. This was a very privileged position as I found I had the ‘power’ to decide
Well, it is certainly true that you could do a lot better with treating me respectfully, and I hope you will, in the future. But I am talking about now, right this minute, after all this pouting and moping around and acting like a martyr, and acting like I am some kind of tyrant. Do you understand what I mean?” When I came out of the shower Sandra was gone and Debby gave me a big hug for being the “Greatest Husband” in the world. She thanked me for being there for her friend. The next Monday I could barely sit at my desk at work when flowers came for me. They were from Sandra, the card just said “thank you” and there was a coupon to a day of golf at a good local club. Even though it hurt like mad, it feels great to know that I’m fulfilling my end of the DWC contract of being there at my wife’s discretion. This was a new wrinkle. She had never ever wanted me to beg to be spanked. Now she not only wanted it, she was demanding it. “Well?” she questioned. “Ma’am, I have been a very naughty boy and deserve your loving discipline. I beg you to spank my bare bottom as long and as hard as you think necessary. The spanking should be such that I will not soon forget what will happen if I go against your wishes or otherwise act naughty. I ask that you spank me now, as I need it and want to be purged of all my guilt.” Carly exhaled as the rattan rod resYou didn’t get grounded because of the bank receipts. You got grounded for being disrespectful and oppositional. And now, Steve, you have been brooding all day today. You have hardly spoken to me. I think it is called the “silent treatment.” Isn’t that so? However it was in my third year that the situation changed for the better at this school where I was concerned. I was very Well Mike, you can either take a spanking from me, now; or when we go to your mom’s place this weekend she will pull down your pants and spank you in front of me.” tractor that I had lost earlier that day. I was very scared and had tried to ignore her actions. I still recall the distress that I I am talking to you at the moment, and you better hear me loud and clear: you are now grounded for Saturday AND Sunday, young man. You’d better cut your losses and start showing me some respect, or it will be two weekends.”
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