Discipline

A few months after the control session in which I wrote about. I was forced to discipline my wife Jana. These sessions came far and few between lately. She had received more discipline early on in our marriage which is normal in any subs life I figured. Jana had found out what my limits and expectations were and tried really hard to stay within those boundaries. Discipline was hard on her, she told me that to be disciplined made her feel bad and like a little girl again.

Even though this is a true story not all these events happened at once. I tried to make it easier by putting Jana's punishments into one scenario. This makes the session seem more painful but let me assure you that she didn't have to endure this full spectrum at once. Jana went through a few sessions of punishment to help her rid herself of the guilt she felt.

"Bye Hon" called Betty's Mom. "I'll see you later!"

"Mmmm" said Betty, "a whole day to play." Betty stretched languorously and then kicked the covers from her naked, 18 year old body. Betty had shunned nightclothes since she was 13. With one final stretch, the lithe teenager rolled off the bed and onto her feet. As usual, the first sight to greet the young girl was the view of her full length mirror in her bedroom.

Hot, sexy, naughty Chloe gets punished by her mom for getting bad grades.

She was clothed in loose fitting cloths bought cheaply from a second hand store. She was standing, hands cuffed behind her back. The cuffs were attached to a chain which led to the collar around her neck. Another chain ran from the collar to the ceiling, forcing her to stand erect. Her ankles were strapped to the ends of a spreader bar, which held her legs securely apart. She could feel the hard wooden floor against the soles of her bare feet.

The door opened. He spoke:

Chapter 1

She couldn't wait. She began reading one of my stories I wrote about her discipline sessions as soon as she got home, still dressed in her office attire. She started out in front of the computer rubbing her pussy through the fabric of her skirt. In short order the crotch rubbing was not enough.

This is a Femdom story and involves an unmerciful Mistress and Her Friend, as they teach Her slave the importance of Obeying Her every word!

Laura looked in the mirror and inspected her outfit. The PVC dress that Mark had bought for her was so brief it showed off her stocking tops, and so low cut that her breasts were in danger of falling out, especially when she leaned forward.

Still, he had insisted that she wear it, and she knew not to disobey his orders.

We were in the pancake house having a leisurely Saturday morning breakfast. I looked across the table at Katrina's face and reveled in the beauty of her innocent look. She looked into my eyes, reached her hand across the table to hold mine, and said, "I'm going to give you a good paddling this morning. And later today, I'll use the strap." She said it in a way that told me the decision had been made and was irrevocable.

He caressed her, and smiled as she trembled at his touch. His hands ran the length of her long lithe body, stopping to tweak her nipples, then on down to her pussy where he slid a finger into her luscious slit. Her pussy was shaved, (he had shaved it) and he loved the sight of it. She wiggled, writhed at his touch. He stood back and looked at her. She was beautiful, tall and thin, blonde hair and big blue eyes. Her tits were very large and firm, her pussy full and plump, her clit not quite peeking out of the folds.