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Click hereThere was only one adult in the living room that evening, and we both knew it wasn't me.
Ellen set the grocery bag on the coffee table and zipped open her purse. She removed her hairbrush, the same one with which I'd administered her last morning spanking just a few days before, and she held it before my eyes.
"Do you remember this?" she asked. "I've decided to keep it in my purse at all times, so that if I ever need to correct your behavior when we're out, I can do it right away, without having to wait until we get home. Isn't that a good idea?"
"Yes, Mistress," I answered, choking down my humiliation at the idea of her punishing me somewhere in public.
Without another word, she walked behind me and applied the hairbrush to my buttocks. The spanking stung, but the pain was much more emotional than physical. After perhaps a dozen sharp, quick strokes, she stopped.
"That's enough," she said. "You may pull up your trousers." She sat down on the couch and picked up the remote control to the TV. As I zipped up my fly, she said in the same confident voice as before, "Now, go dish us up some ice cream. And make me a cup of tea while you're there."
"Yes, Mistress," I replied. It hadn't taken long for me to start to get used to the phrase. I turned and walked to the kitchen.
Well, I suppose that wasn't too bad, as far as punishments go.
But we both knew that it wasn't the nature of the punishment or its severity that was important. What was important was that my wife had, for the first time, unambiguously claimed the right to punish me at her discretion. And by putting my hands on the coffee table, I had just as unambiguously ceded her that right. Not once, but for all time.
Everything was different now.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous10 months agoI’ve just read all of the first four parts of this story and enjoyed them very much. I love both of the main characters and you have done an excellent job of building and developing the dynamic between them with its twists and turns and shifts. The complexity of their relationship and how it flips from initially Ellen being the submissive to your main character being submissive makes the story different and more intriguing than many other BDSM stories. I am among the readers who are glad that you reposted the story and I look forward to reading the rest of it. Thank you.
Anonymous10 months agoGreat to see this story back. I have a new appreciation for it now that I’m reading it again. Thanks for reposting.
Whackdoodle10 months agoShe behaved poorly and then gaslights him into believing he’s at fault.
Everyone believed she was flirting with Pharma Douche and rather than apologizing for her actions, blamed her husband.
Throw in 4 HOURS of bondage and it’s no fucking wonder he’s pissed off and angry! Did he put her in a chastity belt while she was his sub? No. But she emasculated him in private and in public.
And the idea that his friend would tell him to get on her good side is bullshit. If I witnessed my good friends wife acting like a whore, I would tell him to avoid bringing her to any parties.
