Caned By My Wife

Since puberty I have harboured a desire to cane and be caned. These desires remained private fantasies until my early 20's when I first plucked up courage to ask my girlfriend (who 35 years later is my wife) to cane me. At first she was reluctant but over the years has come to enjoy caning me as much as I enjoy being caned.

I'm a fairly dominant personality in my professional life but enjoy a change to a more submissive role at home where I do much more than my fair share of domestic duties, but while there is some pretence of domestic discipline caning for us is primarily about sexual gratification. Both of us get sexually aroused when my wife canes me and we sometimes combine it with other acts of foreplay as a prelude to intercourse, but by one means or another a caning always ends with sexual relief for me and sometimes for my wife.

These days I'm more highly sexed than my wife and she finds that a few strokes of the cane while I stimulate myself provides her with a quick and trouble free way to satisfy my "excessive" desires while I find this far more satisfying than solitary ************. Six to a dozen hard strokes does it for me and we indulge in this form of caning on average a couple of times a week.

We also enjoy more prolonged session which involves dressing up, the use of a caning horse and a number of different canes. We have settled on a pattern for this where I get 3 rounds of six hard stokes from 3 canes of different types (each of which provides a quite different experience) i.e. 54 strokes. In our earlier days I needed to be restrained over the horse to take this punishment, but of late I have learnt to stay in place without restraints, which I find more satisfactory. These session, which occur every 4 - 6 weeks, are very painful and leave me with welts and bruises, but I find the anticipation and after-effects, respectively, incredibly arousing and satisfying. The first few stokes are the hardest to bear but as the endorphins kick in I start to enjoy the pain and occasionally request a second set taking the session to 108 strokes.

I don't really understand what it is that I find so exciting about being caned. It is clearly a complex mixture of the psychological and physiological. I'd be interested and turned-on to discuss this further either her or privately by email with those who share my fascination in this subject.
jstanstead jstanstead
1 Response Jun 8, 2013

I have had a fascination with spanking all of my life. When I was a kid knowing I was going to be spanked was thrilling and scary all at the same time. My dad was the main spanker in our house and his preferred method was with his belt. I always wanted to be spanked bare bottomed over a woman's lap with a hair brush, but my mother had bad legs so laying across her lap was never an option. She always spanked me standing up and although she paddled me she never spanked me with a hair brush.

When I was in my 20's I started dating this girl, later we were married. She somehow seemed to sense my desire to be spanked and confronted me with it. I felt safe with her and confessed my desire to be spanked by her. She agreed and hand spanked me three times that night. It was completely thrilling! We talked about spanking and I told her about wanting to be spanked bare bottomed over her knee with a hair brush. I also told her that I would like her to wear a skirt and blouse. She agreed. We went to her closet and I got to pick the skirt and blouse I wanted her to wear. It was a gray skirt with a soft pink blouse. We set a date for Friday night. During the week I dropped off a large wooden oval hair brush for her to use. She made arrangements with her roommate to be gone all weekend. I had no idea she was going to do this. When Friday night finally came I rang her door bell. She was wearing the outfit I had picked out and her nails were painted red. I will remember that night for the rest of my life. :) She took me to the living room. She had rearranged the furniture and had a wooden straight backed chair sitting in the middle of the room with the hair brush sitting on the chair. I was completely entranced by this point. She picked up the hair brush and sat down. She play scolded me for a few minutes, then she picked up the box of pink tissue that was beside the chair and opened it. She said that it was for me to dry my eye's and blow my nose with while she was spanking me. She said that the reason it was pink was so I would know that I was being spanked by a lady. She set the hair brush on her lap and unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my pants. She lowered them to the floor and told me to lay across her lap. Since this was our first over the knee spanking it took a minute to get me properly adjusted, then I got my first bare bottomed spanking with a hair brush over a ladies lap. :) It wasn't as long or as hard as I wanted, but it was a start. She spanked me twice that night and a few more times over the weekend. We used this as foreplay for sex for quite awhile.

Later after we were married we discussed her spanking me for discipline. She finally agreed. My first discipline spanking was on a Friday night too. I own a residential construction company. She had gone to work with me that day. On the way home she told me I was going to get a good spanking that night. That this wasn't going to be a play spanking and that it was going to hurt. All the way home she told me how I had deserved this for quite awhile. We made a stop at Bed Bath and Beyond where she bought a blue Victorian tissue holder. When we got home we cleaned up and had dinner, then she said it was time. She told me to go to the spare bedroom and wait for her. I did as directed and waited with excitement. She came in a few minutes later wearing her gray skirt and soft pink blouse. She looked totally hot! She had her hair brush, the Victorian tissue holder and a box of blue tissue. She sat on the bed and put the box of blue tissue in the Victorian holder and set it on the floor to her left. She proceeded to scold me. Telling me what she didn't like about my behavior and what changes she wanted to see. We talked for awhile then she instructed me to take my pants down and to lay across her lap. This time there was no playing. She spanked me long and hard. When she was done she sat there quietly until I finished crying. She gave me permission to stand up and handed me the hair brush. She told me that I was to stand in the corner with my pants down. I was to hold the hair brush behind my back with both hands and that my nose was to be in the corner. That I was not to move or turn around until she told me too. I did as directed. After awhile she came back in and sat down. She talked to me for a few minutes before she told me I could pull up my pants. She instructed me to put the tissue on the headboard of the bed and to put her hair brush up. I did as directed then went to the bathroom to look at my bottom in the mirror. It was a very nice shad of deep red. It made me feel excited all over again.

Over the year's she has spanked me for foreplay and for discipline. I have enjoyed both. Of course I like the foreplay spankings the best. Lol!! After a discipline spanking all I am allowed to do is kiss her on the cheek and thank her for my spanking. We are truly lucky to have wives who don't mind tending to our bottoms. :)