The Spanked Wife Plans to Spank her Husband

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For what seemed like the longest time, I stood there dumbfounded, staring at this diminutive but imperious female before me. I started to relax the muscles of my ass when, WHAP! the first stroke fell. “Ow,” I exclaimed, realizing my first question was answered. Mary spanks hard.

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The 12 strokes that followed created sharp waves of pain and I had to close my eyes and clench my cheeks each time the cane landed. The atmosphere during the drive home was unpleasant, and though we did not speak at all, There was no doubt that my husband was displeased with me and intended to teach me a lesson I would not soon forget.To execute the plan, Jane invited herself over for coffee Saturday morning, and began the discussion just the way we agreed. We got the first part down on paper—my giving in to Mary—when Jane recommended we, “take the time to make what we have so far official, then we can have further discussions as you both might require.” I signed off on it, as did Mary. Jane signed as witness. I tend to be impulsive and easily get overexcited and then, when I get carried away by the high spirit of the moment, forget the time, forget chores and other things I should do and also sometimes forget my manners and be mouthy and disrespectful. It is a kind of childishness I will never grow out of so I need a firm guiding hand and those usually 12 to 15 butt blistering spankings in a year to keep me reasonably well in line.

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Remember how, you didn’t do whatever it was, well… I’m not happy about it and you’re going to get a spanking.” This time, the questioning, lecturing and reprimanding did not go on for long. But being sent in disgrace to the car and waiting there had also provided healthy reflection resulting in guilty feelings and shame. It was almost a relief when I was told to go and fetch the strap from its hook on the inside of the broom cupboard door. Having my naughtiness and failure to behave described and elaborated on in embarrassing detail affects me a lot emotionally and I always experience it as a deeply unpleasant part of my punishment. It is so emotionally troubling and makes me shamefully aware of being a naughty and wayward woman. It also causes me to experience a need for the actual punishment. The fact that I deserve to be punished soundly and thoroughly is made clear to me and I need it not just as correction and behavior adjustment but also as atonement that can relieve me of guilt. I am already at this point, genuinely contrite. There must be a severe and tangible deliverance of punishment to ensure improved behavior. I began a half-hearted attempt at straightening things up, but I couldn’t get into it, and I ended up sitting mindlessly on the couch in front of the TV for most of the rest of the afternoon. There wasn’t anything interesting on, but it didn’t really matter.My husband had a few errands to run in the mall, so I had to wait half an hour or so before he returned. That is a long time to sit alone and reflect on the disadvantages of being naughty and speaking in haste without thinking first. I knew that my husband was going to punish me. I could not disagree that my naughty behavior warranted punishment and that I needed a severe spanking. I was ashamed, frightened and nervous. With my partial immaturity, I need to have limits and structure and discipline in my life and I need my husband to provide it so I can feel safe. I was not pleased by this interruption, nor Vera’s imperious attitude, but I suppose since Lucille left Vera her business, it was only reasonable she would have to spend time with the documents and records in Lucille’s study, at least until she was able to transfer the whole lot to her own apartment.