Spanking the Wife: eight erotic spanking tales

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As she climbed the stairs thoughts of her own upbringing and the spankings she had received raced through her mind, what part of her naughty bottom had taught her the most? What words had her Mummy used to send the message home? What advice from her mentors, the W.I. and the Vicar helped her do what was needed? The memories spoke to her…”Spare the rod, spoil the child.”“It is for her own good.”“She will thank you one day.” I’m a sub husband. My wife does not “punish” me per se. My whipping are very beneficial for both of us and even though I for one would like to be punished her response when we’ve discussed it is that I’m an adult and she can’t see how punishment of any kind works with adults.

Mark," she said, drawing him towards her. "I promise to bend in strict obedience, no matter my mood. I've granted you complete authority to punish me and require myself to obey." Were the mother-in-laws protecting there son's or are we reading about another kind of relationship that was veiled in everyday language or perhaps the participants didn't even know what was happening themselve.Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

It's wonderful watching a happy young couple," Mrs. Davenport replied. "Thank you for your reassurance. After twenty years, our employees' futures matter." In July, 1895 the letter's to the Editor in the New York Evening World moved away from the pro's and con's of spanking older girls to the spanking of wives by there husbands and mother-in-laws. The door handle slipped in her sweaty palm, the door made a noise far too loud. Mummy sounded so joyous as she shouted, “Hello dear, had a good day? Come and give Mummy a hug, I need one today.”Well, that boyish bare which was ivory white soon started turning pink. As Mrs F spanked so she instructed, she just couldn’t help it: “now Vicar, its all about rhythm and flow, rhythm and flow, varying speed, altering pace, alternate cheeks. Raising the hand half-way – crash it down – the hand full way – wallop! – Now a flurry, now three, one on each cheek, one in the crease, a hammer hand, an open palm, now six hard to finish”.

I thought we’d do something a little different or special for this post. That is…co-posting. We’re each going to recap the events leading up to, during, and after the spanking from our own perspectives. Should be interesting, yes?

Some of the implements we found were hairbrushes (several) of different sizes, straps, a riding crop, and various kitchen implements, leather slippers, and what we found out later was a teachers cane. Oh, it was as usual frustrating and demanding as you know" Brad replied, not allowing himself to let anything of his suspicion show in his voice. "Say, what would you say if we break away to the farm for the weekend - just to get away from everything for a while?" he continued. After my wife's mother opened the door with one such comment, we began an ongoing discussion. As a result, my wife and I discovered we agreed there were times when women needed to be put over a man's knee and spanked. Subsequently, during the course of our dating, we arrived at one of those times. We talked about it and agreed the time had come. My wife was thoroughly cooperative as I positioned her over my knee. Later, she confessed to secretly hoping I'd pull down her panties. After it was over, she knew she'd found the man she would marry. Karen listened, and the message sank in. She knew her Mummy did not do idle talk as regards discipline. Lowering her in his powerful arms, he lay her on their dark cherry wood floor. Tiny repeated ripples stole her conscience sex as he settled beside her.