I Tell Me - "Cuckhold" - "Hot Wife"
This really doesnt fit in to the catagory of Cuckholding, as i rarely am involved with couples. As a counselor, and one who works with couples and singles at my church, i have heard and seen many things. thos of you who have read of my experiences will know that over time, discipline sessions and such can provide guidence, help, understanding for those woman who grew up in a strict home, but then went on to marry non dominant men and find they need a break at times from all the responsibility and work with the family and work and home, to have that firm hand and comfort that a dominant man can provide.
I had been working with a late 40's married woman for almost a year. It began as usual, frustrated at home, lazy husband, work was rough and so on. Some men tend to get lazy after years of marriage and feel all is well, while the woman is frustrated and wants more. She began to pick fights at home, hoping to see if that would get him to engage. She remembered as a teen, pushing her dad to see what would happen, and at times she could get him to lose control and take her over his knee, flip her skirt or dress up, drag her panties down and blister her bottom. She knew as she got older, not only did she feel his arousal, she knew his comforting her with a soothing voice and his wandering hand on her red bottom, took longer and longer.
That led her to me - word of mouth about special counseling and so on, brings certain people to my door. As the sessions progressed from discussion, to the weekly setting of goals, to the maintenance discipline sessions we began to get more to the root of the problem. She didnt mind running the home, and the control of a weaker husband, but with sessions, it gave her that periodic solution to submit, give away the control and enjoy the memories of her youth. The weekly sessions would eventually evolve to her having to ask for permission to **********, to learning to thank me in various ways.
It began to take on a new dimension when she came to me and said her husband wanted to know why she was in such better spirits, and was coming to the church every week, but then he was also complaining that he rarely had any sex. Now the backstory to that is simply, a couple times a week he would want a ******* or a 2 minute roll in the hay and then roll over and sleep and leave her unsatisfied. So i began to explain to her, she might need to begin letting him know, if he wanted to keep her, he had to understand that he was not what she needed in all areas of the home and did she want me to come and help explain that to him. She was nervous, but excited that maybe a part of the hidden life she had added - could now come out of the dark. We made plans that i would come over Saturday and we would have a meeting - them and I.
When i came over Saturday - things were immediatly apparent. He was a bit older than her, their house was lovely so he was a good provider - but he had let him self go and frankly, his wife was far above what normally he should have been able to enjoy. I guess based on how she grew up, she had found a man that doted on her, took care of her, yet over time, there were things lacking. In a nutshell, i began the discussion that since he wanted to know what she was doing at the sessions, i told him that frankly he was not a good "man" of the house. His wife was strong willed, had needs from him that money could not buy, and that since he was unaware of how she grew up in a strict home, he could not hope to win her respect by the way he was. He asked, and i give him credit, was there more to our sessions than just counseling and discipline. I looked at him and said yes, if you had cared to ask about her growing up, and her past relationships, and her mental and physical state after a punishment, you would know. She then piped up in a tone of disbelief, "he is hard". His face and shame and then a glance down, proved her right. Here he was, hearing how his wife was going to another man for her punishments and more - and he was aroused. based on that, i simply asked, do you want to see what happens in a session? He merely nodded yes.
I told him, if he was to watch it properly, he had to *****, and i instructed his wife to tie his hand behind his back, and his legs tied open as well. It was near the holidays, so i had an idea, went down to the Christmas tree, got one of the bells off of the tree, and some of the ribbon, came back up and handed it to his wife. I told her to tie the bell to his small ****. Once that was done, i had her ***** down, and i told him, that we normally would discuss goals, and then determine her punishment, as this was a more open session, i would just take it to the level i felt we needed to go. I also told him, since he had the bell on - that once we were done, for every time he "rang" the bell, his wife would get one hard punishment for his arousal - but then he would get 5 for each one as well.
i went to my bag, and pulled out a leather strap - i had her get on all fours on the bed, so he could see her ***. I pushed her head down, instructed bottom up and legs spread - and proceeded to whip her slowly and methodically - once she began cry i slowed down the process for a bit, until she was begging and shaking - all the while, i knew she heard that her husbands bell had gone off several times. with her *** red, quiet sobs, and legs spread - i rubbed her warm bottom, looked at him, and said, see how wet she is? With that, i easily slid 2 fingers in to her, as she gasped. I told him - i bet she climaxes for me in under 2 minutes. Fingering her hard, in less than a minute she cried out and began bucking from her intense climax while the husband bell was going off again. Once she settled down, i stood back and after so many sessions she knew what to do. She jumped off the bed, came over and knelt, and undid my pants and slid them and my boxers down. With a frenzy he had never seen, she took me in her mouth and began to make love to my **** like never before. As he stared at her and we listened to the bell again, i told him, i know she doesnt swallow for you, but she does for me, out of respect. I told her, when i came, to make sure to show him how she wants to please.. As she felt me begin to climax, she pulled back and i leaned my head back and grunting at her ability, began to fill her mouth with ***. Once i was done, she pulled her mouth off, looked at him, showed him an open mouth of ***, and as his little bell of happiness was going off, she closed her mouth and swallowed.
For the next hour, in between her getting me hard, her ************ in front of him, him seeing his wife offer her *** - the bell rang a total of about 20 times. As i was done - i went back to the leather strap, made her lie on the floor in front of him, raise her knees and spread her legs. I stood over her, and said, here are the 20, and slowly brought the strap down right between her legs as she cried out. Each time, nervous to open her legs, and each time the yell as the strap came down on her most sensitive area. Once done, she was bright red and sobbing from the final punishment.
Agreeing that it was 20, and that works out to about 100, i helped her move her husband to the family room, where he was put over a large ottoman, and tied down tight. legs spread and tied open again. As handed her the leather strap, and looked how sexy she was, naked with a instrument of discipline, i went to the kitched to get some wine. I came back and sat down, as she began to tell him - that her sessions were important to her, and that while she loved him - he saw what the differences were. She asked him if he wanted to stay married, and he said yes. She then said, then here is the beginning of what will be more to come. I savored the wine, as i saw her smile, and raise her arm high, to beging counting off the 100 strokes he was owed.
I had been working with a late 40's married woman for almost a year. It began as usual, frustrated at home, lazy husband, work was rough and so on. Some men tend to get lazy after years of marriage and feel all is well, while the woman is frustrated and wants more. She began to pick fights at home, hoping to see if that would get him to engage. She remembered as a teen, pushing her dad to see what would happen, and at times she could get him to lose control and take her over his knee, flip her skirt or dress up, drag her panties down and blister her bottom. She knew as she got older, not only did she feel his arousal, she knew his comforting her with a soothing voice and his wandering hand on her red bottom, took longer and longer.
That led her to me - word of mouth about special counseling and so on, brings certain people to my door. As the sessions progressed from discussion, to the weekly setting of goals, to the maintenance discipline sessions we began to get more to the root of the problem. She didnt mind running the home, and the control of a weaker husband, but with sessions, it gave her that periodic solution to submit, give away the control and enjoy the memories of her youth. The weekly sessions would eventually evolve to her having to ask for permission to **********, to learning to thank me in various ways.
It began to take on a new dimension when she came to me and said her husband wanted to know why she was in such better spirits, and was coming to the church every week, but then he was also complaining that he rarely had any sex. Now the backstory to that is simply, a couple times a week he would want a ******* or a 2 minute roll in the hay and then roll over and sleep and leave her unsatisfied. So i began to explain to her, she might need to begin letting him know, if he wanted to keep her, he had to understand that he was not what she needed in all areas of the home and did she want me to come and help explain that to him. She was nervous, but excited that maybe a part of the hidden life she had added - could now come out of the dark. We made plans that i would come over Saturday and we would have a meeting - them and I.
When i came over Saturday - things were immediatly apparent. He was a bit older than her, their house was lovely so he was a good provider - but he had let him self go and frankly, his wife was far above what normally he should have been able to enjoy. I guess ba
I told him, if he was to watch it properly, he had to *****, and i instructed his wife to tie his hand behind his back, and his legs tied open as well. It was near the holidays, so i had an idea, went down to the Christmas tree, got one of the bells off of the tree, and some of the ribbon, came back up and handed it to his wife. I told her to tie the bell to his small ****. Once that was done, i had her ***** down, and i told him, that we normally would discuss goals, and then determine her punishment, as this was a more open session, i would just take it to the level i felt we needed to go. I also told him, since he had the bell on - that once we were done, for every time he "rang" the bell, his wife would get one hard punishment for his arousal - but then he would get 5 for each one as well.
i went to my bag, and pulled out a leather strap - i had her get on all fours on the bed, so he could see her ***. I pushed her head down, instructed bottom up and legs spread - and proceeded to whip her slowly and methodically - once she began cry i slowed down the process for a bit, until she was begging and shaking - all the while, i knew she heard that her husbands bell had gone off several times. with her *** red, quiet sobs, and legs spread - i rubbed her warm bottom, looked at him, and said, see how wet she is? With that, i easily slid 2 fingers in to her, as she gasped. I told him - i bet she climaxes for me in under 2 minutes. Fingering her hard, in less than a minute she cried out and began bucking from her intense climax while the husband bell was going off again. Once she settled down, i stood back and after so many sessions she knew what to do. She jumped off the bed, came over and knelt, and undid my pants and slid them and my boxers down. With a frenzy he had never seen, she took me in her mouth and began to make love to my **** like never before. As he stared at her and we listened to the bell again, i told him, i know she doesnt swallow for you, but she does for me, out of respect. I told her, when i came, to make sure to show him how she wants to please.. As she felt me begin to climax, she pulled back and i leaned my head back and grunting at her ability, began to fill her mouth with ***. Once i was done, she pulled her mouth off, looked at him, showed him an open mouth of ***, and as his little bell of happiness was going off, she closed her mouth and swallowed.
For the next hour, in between her getting me hard, her ************ in front of him, him seeing his wife offer her *** - the bell rang a total of about 20 times. As i was done - i went back to the leather strap, made her lie on the floor in front of him, raise her knees and spread her legs. I stood over her, and said, here are the 20, and slowly brought the strap down right between her legs as she cried out. Each time, nervous to open her legs, and each time the yell as the strap came down on her most sensitive area. Once done, she was bright red and sobbing from the final punishment.
Agreeing that it was 20, and that works out to about 100, i helped her move her husband to the family room, where he was put over a large ottoman, and tied down tight. legs spread and tied open again. As handed her the leather strap, and looked how sexy she was, naked with a instrument of discipline, i went to the kitched to get some wine. I came back and sat down, as she began to tell him - that her sessions were important to her, and that while she loved him - he saw what the differences were. She asked him if he wanted to stay married, and he said yes. She then said, then here is the beginning of what will be more to come. I savored the wine, as i saw her smile, and raise her arm high, to beging counting off the 100 strokes he was owed.
By:
michman01
Age:
46-50
,
Male
