Wife's PunishmentTRUE STORY. My wife and I generally follow fairly traditional household roles. Sexually, she is very conservative now (not when we were dating), and I am very liberal. Anyway, as with any marriage, there are ups and downs. This past winter, we hit a big “down” period. Everything she did annoyed me to the point of being angry with her. I tried to shake it, but she just kept angering me. Anger is a strong word and I don’t use it lightly, so I hope you appreciate the emotion. One evening we sat down in the living room. I told her that obviously I was angry with her, and over the past few weeks I haven’t been able to work out of these feelings. She knew, and was at her wits end trying to snap me out of it too. I had even done some research on the internet. One suggestion I read about involved dominating your wife sexually, until you feel she has paid her penance. After giving me wife a safe word, this is what we did….
I told her that she had to call me “master.” Her only answers were to be “yes master” and “no master” at the appropriate degrading question. She would also repeat anything I told her to say. I told her that I would be telling her to do things, and I would do things to her. She wouldn’t necessarily like them, but unless she had a major ob
I told her to put her hair in pigtails. She looks about 15 years younger, and shows off her very sexy neck. Next I told her to stand up in front of me. She was wearing jeans, panties (granny-style), a boring bra and a t-shirt. I told her to remove her shirt and jeans, and keep her hands at her side at all times, unless I told her otherwise. I stared at her body for a while. It’s a bit unsettling to just have someone stare at you like a piece of meat. She did as she was told. My tone was forceful and degrading. I called her “*****” often and throughout the rest of the story.
I was afraid we’d make too much noise and so I took her to our ba
I slapped her face a handful of times, not hard, but hard enough to disgrace her. I told her to repeat the follow phrase, “I am a dumb *** ****.” Then I had her say it about 5 more times. At first it wasn’t loud enough, she barely whispered it, but a few good slaps to her breasts, and she was on track – acting like a good sex slave. Then I tortured her breasts.
I slapped her breasts, pulled her nipples, pinched her nipples (with my fingernails), twisted her nipples, and made her say “thank you master” after each assault. Periodically, I would just slap the breasts. She’d jump (as much as she could) at the hard ones. Every once in a while she would gasp. I’d ask her if she wanted more, and of course, she said, “yes master.” Of course, if I had to interrupt her breast torture, she was deserving of a slap to the face. I enjoyed slapping the *****’s face. Her **** were quite red when I was done w/ them. Although, periodically through the rest of her torture, I gave them a few good whacks and pulls just to remind her I owned her.
Now my wife and I have 2 kids. She’s lost most of the weight, but not all, and she’s not quite toned through the midsection any more. I slapped her stomach a few times and called her a fat *****. I made her say “thank you master” after each one. I made her repeat that she was a “fat *****” a few times. (I could tell this was genuinely upsetting her so I backed off and moved to her ***** and ***).
Now, I hate her granny panties that she likes to wear post pregnancy. I understand they are for comfort, so I go along with it. But I hate them. My wife’s got a great body, and when we were dating she had a great rock hard ***. I don’t like fat *****. I love it when she wears thongs. So I took her granny panties and pulled them up and gave her a MASSIVE wedgie. I pulled the sides of her panties up to her boobs. I made sure that the fabric in front when right between her ***** lips. Of course she said, “thank you master” each time I tugged them up. Anytime she was slow thanking me I slapped her face and/or breast. I then left her spread-eagle in the ba
I wanted to torture her ***** some, so I cut her panties off her at the sides. She felt utterly humiliated…it was awesome. My wife had a problem keeping some “bedroom things” a secret when we first got married, and I was always worried she was talking about me. Nothing I’m ashamed of, but nothing her friends needed to know. Again, I’m a bit liberal sexually. Around this point, I realized how passionate I was for my wife. I knew we had a sexual secret that she would never tell anyone. Periodically, throughout the torture I would brush up beside her and grind on her. Her ***** was sooo wet it was nearly dripping.
Anyway after showing her how wet her panties were because of her *****. I folded them up and put them in her mouth. She ob
Her *** needed more work, but spankings weren’t enough. I saw a 3/8-inch dowel rod nearby. After waving it around a few times, to scare her a little. I made a few taps on her ***** – just hard enough to make her squirm. Then I told her she was getting 10 whacks on the *** for being such a dumb *** ****. I told her to count them, and thank me. Surprisingly, she counted down. Almost like she had done this before. After the first one she didn’t say “thank you master” fast enough, so I told her it didn’t count. Just to mess with her a little. By the time the tenth one made contact she had 10 bright red lines crisscrossing her ***. She couldn’t help but to squirm. She wanted to grab her *** and rub it so badly, but she was tied up. Poor little ****.
At this point, she was starting to break down. The tears were getting bigger, and she was snotting everywhere. So after a few more slaps to the breasts and a few more repeats of, “I am a dumb *** ****” I untied her. I also wanted my **** sucked. My wife does a decent blow job, but rarely puts much effort into it. Until tonight!
I made her sit on the stairs to the ba
I love my balls to be sucked and licked. I then had her move down a step. I slapped her face repeatedly with my ****. Spreading my pre-*** all over her face. She won’t let me *** on her face, so this was a wonderful sight, and quite humiliating. I then had her suck and lick my balls. Spending as much time as I wanted, not her wants, on that little place just past my balls on the way to my *******. The past summer my wife actually started licking my ******* with no prompting. Normally, I have to beg her just to finger it. Well, tonight was my night, and she was going to lick it raw. So I turned around and had her start licking my *******. Then I told her to tongue **** my *******. She did a decent job, but I could tell she was wearing out. I pushed her some more then told her to get upstairs for her *** *******.
I walked upstairs, slapping her *** as I wanted. I took her to our bedroom, and had her lay on the bed. Her tongue ******* of my ******* in the ba
I got behind her, and with no lubrication, started to stick my **** in her ***. She broke down. She ran to the corner with her *** in the corner and started balling. I told her to knock it off, go to the bathroom and clean up, and come back for me to **** her *****. She did I she was told and I shot a huge load in her dripping wet *****.
She never used her “safe” word, but she was obviously done. We’ve done this thing a few times since then, but never to this degree. And never in the ba