Slavery

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.

This will be a series of stories about my wife Jana. What you read is true to the best of my knowledge. For those of you who are submissive I hope you are not offended by these pages. Always remember contrary to what you read, subs live out normal lives with love and respect. They are subs because that is what they have chosen to be, not forced to be. I will take you through some of Jana's days as my submissive wife. She has given me permission to do this and I would not have written this without it.

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.

My wife and I have had a rather strange relationship for the past three out of four years of marriage. She's very attractive, in fact built like the proverbial brick house. She's 5'6” tall, 128 lb. with firm breasts to drool over (40DD), narrow waist and flat stomach, and a wonderful round ass. She has long, kinky-curled brown hair and smooth, fair skin, too. Dynamite. So, obviously, her looks aren't the problem. I am. I've been so caught up in work - 60 to 70 hours a week - that, after our first year of marriage, I really began ignoring her.

Jade is Aire's girlfriend. Before she met him she had no idea what BDSM was and now finds herself demoted to the position of slut.

She had to endure hours of stringent bondage...but there was a payout at the end.

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

We've gone over to Jon's one evening. Susan is out of town, and we decided to keep Jon company. He made dinner for us, and we brought some good German beer. I've had a few glasses of wine with dinner. After dinner, we're sitting in the living room, just talking, some about art, some about people you & Jon know. It was a long week for all of us and its nice to chat with friends and relax. Everyone feels very calm, although you suspect there is some undercurrent of sexual tension. You had teased me before we left home, and now, after dinner, you notice my nipples through my shirt.

XIX.
 
Der nächste Tag war endlich Ferien und ich konnte ausschlafen.
Ahmed hatte mich gestern Abend nach Hause gefahren und mich drei Häuser vor meinem Elternhaus aus dem Kofferraum gelassen, die Handschellen aufgemacht und meine Klamotten auf die Straße geworfen, von wo ich sie schnell aufhob, anzog und nach Hause rannte.
Als ich am nächsten Morgen gegen 10 Uhr aufwachte schmerzten meine Glieder, ich nahm mein Handy und hatte eine WA im „Schlampen“ Chat, den Ben für mich eingerichtet hatte.
Ich, Ahmed, Steffi, Ebru, Ben und Fatma konnten nun mitlesen.

XVIII

Am nächsten Abend, der Tag über war schrecklich, ich war dank dem Klitrohr dauernd hoch Geil und konnte nichts dagegen tun - traf ich mich um 20 Uhr mit Fatma im Enchilada in der Gabelsbergerstraße, dort aßen wir zwei.
Und unterhielten uns, Fatma wollte ganz genau wissen, wie das Klitrohr sich so anfühlt und ob es Geil ist, es zu tragen.