Friday, September 7, 2012
SPANKED BY MY WIFE AND HER BOSSES WIFE
Spanked by My Wife and Her Boss Wife My wife, Lisa, punishes me frequently, but until two months ago nobody knew it. Then we went to a party at the home of one of her business associates. During the party I got into a heated political argument with another woman named Martha. As soon as our raised voices became audible, I heard Lisa call, "Henry!" sternly. I knew that tone of voice. I was in trouble. I immediately broke off my conversation and went over to Lisa. She grasped me firmly by the wrist and walked over to the hostess. "Janet is there some place Henry and I could go to talk in privacy for a few minutes?" Janet looked a little bit startled, but she said, "Well, the bedroom is down the hall and to the right. You could go there." Still leading me by the wrist, Lisa marched down the hall to the bedroom. I was already reddening since everyone could see who was in charge in our family. As soon as we got into the bedroom, Lisa sat down on the bed and motioned for me to come to her. This was the punishment routine, and I had been taught what to do. I came and stood right in front of her with my head bowed. "Look at me, Henry," she ordered. I raised my head and looked her in the eyes. "You know that Martha is my boss's wife, don't you? And you realize that your rudeness to her this evening is going to cause a lot of embarrassment, don't you?" I faltered, "Miss Lisa," (I was always to address her as 'Miss Lisa' when I was being punished) "Can't we wait until we get home?" "No we are not waiting till we get home!" she blazed. The only way you're going to learn to behave properly is when you know you are going to be punished immediately after any misbehavior!" With that she reached forward, and I felt the familiar sensation of my pants and underpants being yanked down in one crisp tug. "Now go and stand in that corner and wait until I call you for your spanking." This was a departure from the norm; I was usually spanked first and then sent to stand in the corner afterward. But I was in no position to argue. I hobbled over to the corner with my pants and underpants still down around my knees. I pushed my face as far into the corner as it would go, just as she had taught me when we were first married. I just hoped that no one else would come along and see me standing there in the corner with my fanny exposed like a naughty child. I heard Lisa get up and leave the room. In a few minutes I heard her return, but this time she wasn't alone. I caught my breath when I realized she had brought Martha into the room with her. The woman I had been treating so rudely just a few minutes before was now looking at me as I stood in the corner with my pants down! Nobody had ever seen Lisa punish me before. I think some of our friends probably suspected that Lisa was a stern disciplinarian, but all of the discipline had been done in private.