Summary: Rick tells us of the unique ways in which he is disciplined at home.
Keywords: F/M, spank, femdom
Author: Rick_oh
Title: Wifely Discipline

New Story - Wifely Discipline Series (fdom)

The milking attachment simulated the slippery insides of a woman's 
vagina, and traversed up and down my engorged erection.  The 
testicular attachment lightly squeezed, prodded, and tickled my ball 
sac.  My breathing deepened.  I knew that I could not hold off much 
longer.  That was when Kat inserted the rectal squirmer and switched 
it on.  The stimulation of my prostate and rectal area, in 
combination with the other attachments, served to push me over the 
edge.

A satisfied smile came across Kat's face as I ejaculated into the 
milker.  My knees buckled and I moaned.  She kept the rectal squirmer 
going for a moment until she was sure that I was completely spent.  
She withdrew the squirmer, and switched off the milker and the 
testicular attachment.

Kat, fully dressed, patted the firm pillow that had been positioned 
on the bed.  I got face down on top of it, and she tied my hands 
together in front of me.  Then she picked up one of the switches that 
she cut, and briskly switched my bottom while I shouted my distress.  
I writhed, twisted, and kicked my legs under the intense switching.  
She paid no heed to my pleading, and continued applying the switch 
until it disintegrated.

"No, Kat, I've had enough!" I exclaimed when she picked up a fresh 
switch.

"You just stay there," she admonished.  "You've got this coming!  If 
you turn over and force me to tie you down, I'll wear out a couple 
more switches than I have here."

I knew from experience that she meant what she said, so I steeled 
myself for what was to come.  In no time the second switch whipped 
repeatedly across my well-presented naked bottom.  I immediately 
resumed my frantic exclamations and kicking. Normally I didn't think 
that I was capable of the extent of frantic kicking that I did.  
Under the intense striation of a fresh willow switch, however, almost 
all things are possible.

That second switch, while flexible and whippy, was also quite sturdy, 
and Kat administered it for some time before it frayed.  She decided 
to stop then, although she had prepared a couple of extra ones.

"The next time I switch you, I'm going to have my friends over to 
watch," she said.

I knew that Kat had a dominant streak when I married her two years 
ago.  That was one of the qualities that attracted me to her.  As the 
relationship evolved we began to have frequent disagreements that 
resulted in one or the other of us withdrawing from the relationship 
for a while. As a result of advice from a friend of Kat's we settled 
on a plan of discipline.  Basically, the plan was that we agreed that 
either one of us could administer discipline to the other one, and 
that the one giving the discipline had absolute say over the session.

There were some times that I gave Kat over-the-knee paddlings.

At first Kat was content to give me over-the-knee paddlings.  They 
varied in their severity, depending on her mood when she gave them.  
For discipline I always have to get completely naked, and she is 
always fully dressed.  There's never any warm-up - all swats are 
delivered full force from the start.

After a time, she added elements of a sexual nature to my discipline. 
 Sometimes I had to wear a butt plug when I was across her lap 
getting paddled; occasionally she would hang a weight from my 
testicles when I was bent over for the strap.  Soon after that, she 
heard from one of her friends that if the male is forced to ejaculate 
a few minutes before the discipline, it is felt more intensely than 
if he is aroused during the spanking.  That was when she added 
milking to the punishment ritual.

She began by binding my hands behind me, and having me stand before 
her, naked, while she milked me.  After I spurted into the 
handkerchief that she had ready, it was across her lap for a 
bare-bottomed hairbrushing.  Her friend was right - I felt the 
hairbrush much more keenly than if I had been aroused or had not 
ejaculated.

Kat likes to spice things up sometimes by having her friends over to 
look on, or even participate as she disciplines me.  One memorable 
instance was a few months ago.

After being informed that I was in for a good paddling, I overheard 
her talking to her friends on the phone.

"Hey Gillian, I'm going to give Rick a good paddling today.  If you 
can come over and watch, I'd like for you to do that - he always 
takes it better when other women are present...  (giggle) I'm going 
to see if Sabrina and Kimberleigh can make it too.  Okay, see you 
then, bye."

A couple hours later Kat's three friends were in the living room, 
anxiously anticipating the forthcoming event.  Kat announced that it 
was time to begin, and told her friends why I was being punished.  

She added, "Now, I usually hand-job him just before I spank him - 
they say that a male feels the punishment more if you do that - if 
you all don't want to see that part, I can take him in the other room 
to do it..."

"No, no, I want to see that!" Kimberleigh exclaimed with a wide grin.

Kat placed a sturdy straight-backed chair in the center of the room 
and told me to take off all my clothes.  "Off with your clothes - 
every stitch comes off, now..."

The girls giggled with tee-hee sounds when I stood there completely 
naked.  My embarrassed member soon became erect before their gaze.

"I'll do the milking now," Kat began, "Unless one of you would like 
to do the honors."

"How about me," Gillian said.  Kat handed her the towel and the 
lubricating gel.  I stood before the seated Gillian with my hands 
behind me, as instructed.  She smeared some gel in her hands and 
casually grasped my throbbing erection.  She spread the gel liberally 
and then began hand-jobbing me with a casual air.  She milked as if 
she didn't care one way or another if I ever spurted.  That is 
exactly the kind of milking that is most effective with me.  If the 
woman seems to be trying too hard to get me to cum, it never works, 
because I try too hard to please her.  On the other hand, if she's 
more casual about it, the hand-jobbing always brings me forth 
quickly.

"Oooooh," Gillian whispered, her eyes looking up at me while she 
faced the work in front of her.  She certainly knew what she was 
doing, since I could not keep from crossing the finish line quickly.  
I tried to be quiet when my orgasm took hold.  Gillian smiled sweetly 
as I spurted into the towel that Kat made available for that purpose.

"Over here now," Kat instructed.  She was seated in the 
straight-backed chair with a wooden hairbrush in her hand.  I placed 
myself across her lap.  Kat was positioned so that when I was across 
her lap, I was facing her friends.  I'm convinced that she planned 
that, so that they could see my facial expressions while I was 
paddled.

The swats always are always surprisingly intense, due in part to 
their being administered soon after my orgasmic release.  Also, I 
never know how many swats Kat plans to administer, and that fact adds 
to the perceived intensity.

In previous sessions in front of others, Kat had given me about two 
dozen swats.  This time was different - I got about eighty hard, hot 
swats.  Fairly soon into the session I punctuated each swat with 
"Oh!"  As Kat continued, my exclamations became more pronounced, and 
I shouted "Ahhhhh!" with each swat.  Thereafter, I kicked my legs and 
squirmed, pleading with Kat to stop, please stop, stop for a minute, 
oh please Kat, that's enough Kat, and so on.  I was thoroughly 
humiliated at my pleading with Kat.

After the paddling Kat had me go over to each of her friends and show 
them my freshly swatted (and very hot) bottom.

Yes, the sessions with Kat are severe.  On the other hand, the 
emotional and physical parts of the relationship are so very good.


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