Pet of my loving wife

"); background-size: 1px 1px; background-position: 0px calc(1em + 1px);" target="_blank">If you read through the initial terms I set before agreeing to enforcing my husband’s chastity there was probably one thing that really stuck out and possibly raised a lot of qutesions — violation of my terms carried the weight of agreement to a punishment of my choice. What? I thought a lot about that as well prior to my agreement. I really wasn’t that creative when I started but I did have two punishments in mind that I felt sure I could live with. Nothing too harsh in my mind prior to ever implementing any sort of physical punishment. I’ve used both within the first few months of chastity enforcement since that time I’ve become far more creative with my repertoire.

The first two that I had in mind from the start before agreeing or even formalizing my terms were easy. The “time out” and the ever popular corporal punishment of a spanking. As it turns out both are quite severe so a lot of my expanded options are far less harsh. The way I implemented the timeout was supposed to be harsh, in fact it was part of my original mindset that I’d get this kinky obsession done with once and for all. I bought some serious steel restraints and additional accessories so that I could pretty much lock hubby in various uncomfortable spots without having to supervise him. I thought a few hours of discomfort and mind-numbing boredom would put a finish to the kinky wife dominatrix “thing”. I still use this as a harsh punishment from time to time but not frequently. I also don’t threaten it, I just do it. That was a good decision from the start.

That second punishment I had in mind has come in useful and is far more severe than I expected. This was the one thing I went way too far on from the start. In other words I absolutely underestimated the severity of what I used to perform the spanking. I have a few different spanking implements now I use them all depending on my mood. None of them are “fun” for hubby. All of them are far more harsh than I originally imagined in that they take a lot less force than one would think to produce an extreme effect.

Prior to ever actually having spanked anyone ever two things came to mind. First was that I would cause myself more pain using my hand and produce an absolutely zero real punishment on hubby that way. It seemed laughable, in fact even the word spanking seemed laughable, so did the word paddle. The paddles I saw either looked heavy for me, or silly, or both. I decided to go with a stick. "); background-size: 1px 1px; background-position: 0px calc(1em + 1px);" target="_blank">I was shocked you could buy this kind of thing on Amazon but you can. I got a few different kinds as I had no clue what I was doing. I even got a leather two strand whip, nothing crazy as I have no idea how to use anything super long this was a handle with two strands of leather about two feet long each. I probably went overboard as I ordered eight variations. I really coudn’t tell which ones were toys and which ones weren’t. Turns out none of them were “toys”. I never showed any of them to hubby. The first time he saw one was the first time I used it.

I used a single bamboo cane that was about three feet long for the very first spanking I administered. I had it all planned out even before all the terms were sorted. I would use the restraints to that I completely controlled the spanking. No moving out of the way, no stopping it before I was done. Without the restraints I could never have actually controlled my husband, he could stop any time he wanted to. I was determined that “punishments” were actually going to be punishments and not some form of sex-play.

As it turns out my very first stroke was on the severe side of the spectrum for the long bamboo cane. It wasn’t full force by any means but it wasn’t a tap either it was a casual full stroke. My husband let out a yelp and instantly a red mark appeared that got darker by the second. I eased up by 2/3rds after that but I did learn that I accidentally picked the right tool. It was no joke and didn’t take an immense amount of effort on my part. I’d recommend something along these lines even the shorter versions I have that are coated with a either leather, material, or plastic that absorb some of the impact are extremely effective. My advice for women is to use something similar but go really slow, maybe a half swing instead of a full and not super fast until you get a feel for it. I didn’t want to actually harm hubby which could easily happen if you’re not careful. The good part is I don’t look silly trying really hard and producing zero effect — that part I got right. I can be calm, cool, and collected without breaking a sweat and produce extreme results — perfect.

I guessed right even if for the wrong reasons about those two simple punishments. Neither are a joke and hubby most of the time prefers a spanking to a long time out. Sometimes I let him choose which brings us to the humiliation part. Used correctly punishment and humiliation work together and are very linked by their nature. I didn’t know or understand this but they both curb passive-agressive or even overtly aggressive behavior that crop up now and again. The humiliation part is very effective psychologically as I’ve learned.

I’ll describe the first time I administered a spanking for illustration. Before I do realize that I never have and don’t plan on any sort of overt public humiliation or degradation. I think that is mean and abusive and absolutely unnecessary. Of course I guess there some that really find that arousing on both sides, that’s a sex game and not at all what I am discussing here. Is there sexuality involved in punishment and humiliation that I am going to discuss? Yes but it’s much more integrated with a lifestyle relationship than just a mere game for arousal. A sex game no matter how “real” is purely for the arousal itself. This doesn’t mean I don’t say something in public if I am bothered or annoyed at hubby’s behavior. I do but it’s more along the lines of the age old cliche that even engenders a laugh — “wait until we get home honey” or something like that. The difference with us is that it means something completely different. As I said I never threaten punishment, I implement it so those innocuous words are interpreted very differently by hubby than any audience.

The very first violation of my terms was of course, as predicted, hubby bringing up the whole chastity thing. In hindsight this was probably an early predictor of “phase two” I just didn’t understand because on his part it was subtle and disguised as something clinical rather than “sex talk”. I was very clear on my terms and I wasn’t about to let it slide. I did indulge him as if it were a clinical discussion, sort of like those we had while I was testing and failing at finding a suitable chastity device.

The conversation started with something along the lines of “how long are you going to keep me in this thing? it’s really starting to bother me — it’s kind is hurting me now”. I played along — let me see. Nope no blisters, no marks, not even a sign of irritation. Why do you want out? It’s looks like it is a better fit than before, back then I could see some irritation marks. A bunch of hmmm, ummm and pretty much he just was wondering. I of course informed him he was in violation of my terms and would be punished — he said never mind. There’s still going to be a punishment so you may as well tell me why you want out? It’s not because it hurts is it? “Umm, I really just would like to feel normal again”. What do you mean normal? We’ve gone longer than this without having sex before you were in chastity. How in the world is this chastity enforcement going to go if you can’t even go as long as you did before?

Of course I knew where this was going and I wanted to humiliate him. I know he’s never really gone this long. In fact I am sure he’s never gone more than a few days without masterbating even though I’ve never witnessed it. I wanted him to admit it. In fact there was a deep seated anger in me about it and what I imagined to be him masterbating while fantasizing about other women, probably some I know, probably some he works with.

“Well, I just want to feel like I did, with an erection. It’s okay, i just wanted to maybe know when”. What good is an erection without sex? That’s probably worse than no erection, isn’t it? I’m not in the mood to have intercourse with you, I don’t know when I will be, in fact I really like our sex life now better than when we were having sex. There’s really no reason for an erection if you aren’t having sex with me. You certainly aren’t going to have sex with anyone else. Do you want to jerk-off or something, that’s the only reason I would think you’d want me to unlock your penis if I don’t want to have sex?

It turns out I really was mad about his masterbation when I started to think about it. You know what he said next… “Umm, forget it. Juts forget it but that would be okay if you didn’t want to have sex”. I said I bet it would be but I really don’t like it, I especially don’t like it if you’re thinking about and imagining sex with other women. You’ve probably done that before and I’m glad you can’t now. Then I got an idea, he was going to get a punishment that was for sure, he voilated one of my terms that was most important to me when this started and I was still early on — on that track to be done with this forever. I made him a deal. I told him it might be a bit unfair that I am having great sex and he’s not had an orgasm in a few months but that’s what he wanted. The deal was that I enforce his chastity and I had a way of helping him to know if he really wanted to jerk off when he felt like he had to.

The deal was I would allow him an erection if he asked, he could only ask one time a month if he was feeling really frustrated and felt he really needed to. There was a catch. I would restrain him and give him a spanking for this. If he really needed to jerk-off I would consider it if he still had an erection when I the spanking was over. I offered him this right now since he was going to be punished for violating our agreement anyway. I gave him a choice of a time-out in the basement or being unlocked and allowed an erection with a spanking.

Of course he went for the spanking. I think he was excited more about the spanking and having that fantasy wife-dominatrix than he was about the erection. Just what I wanted at the time, this will not work out the way he thinks. Truth be told his erection was meager compared to before enforced chastity. That’s what a few months will do. After restraining him in a good postion with his bare ass as my target, I teased him a little bit. I told him his penis was much smaller than before (it was) and it looks like it doesn’t work. There’s definitely not a good reason to unlock it for sex anymore. He got a bit more excited when I came back with that bamboo cane with leather grip. I really didn’t know what was going to happen but I certainly didn’t want to watch him jerk-off. I guess that’s why my first stroke was a full swing. He let out a noise I’ve never heard from him before. I could tell it wasn’t something he expected. Two more strokes that were not nearly as severe as the first on and his meager erection was gone.

I stopped spanking for a minute. Well, I guess you really didn’t need to be unlocked did you? “No, Yes, I don’t know, that hurt really bad.” I asked him if he thought it was unfair. He was actually a little out of breath and only three strokes. He said, kinda maybe, I’m sorry. I said sorry for what? Sorry for violating my terms? Sorry for wanting to masterbate? Sorry for masterbating when you could any time you wanted? I gave him another stroke. He wasn't expecting that and let out something between a yelp and a whimper. It surprised me that he wasn’t expecting it. He actually said “WHAT ARE YOU DOING, WHY DID YOU HIT ME AGAIN”. I gave him another stroke and said something like… you didn’t think the spanking was over did you? Just becasue your tiny penis is flaccid? It really surprised me that he thought that was it. If he wasn’t restrained he would have ended it after in absolute certainty. He had no choice and was more suprised than I was that it wasn’t over. I said… Maybe you should have asked exactly what a spanking was. I gave him another whack and asked him to guess what a spanking was by my definition. He of course said five, he had five. I said guess again with another slap. He said ten. There were already blazing red stripes on his behind. The first three were starting to swell a bit. I eased up a bit more as I didn’t want to acutally hurt him but I continued with strokes that were a bit less severe and said… wrong again twenty. He actually couldn’t talk he was so out of breath.

Tell me how long you’ve ever gone without jerking off. If I think you are not telling the truth the rest of the spanking will be far worse than the first part. He breathed out a few words sounding not to be too out of control. “A week maybe I guess”. Please, I’m sorry. Sorry for what? As I continued. “Sorry for asking, sorry for jerking off before, I’m sorry.” he got out between breaths as took a moment between strokes. Do you want to jerk-off? Whack… “No, no”. So there’s really no reason to unlock you if I don’t want to have sex. If you don’t admit it, I’ll never consider allowing it ever again. Whack, I’ll just give you spankings without ever unlocking you. Whack. One of those was a little harder. “Yes, I would like to jerk-off please stop/” I finished the spanking. The rest of it was really not too harsh compared to the first few strokes.

He was completely humiliated in many ways. Admitting things that he never would have, having no control over his punishment, how long it lasted no matter what he wanted, and actually being punished by his wife bare bottom with his flaccid penis flopping around out of his control. I actually got a charge out of it. It took no physical effort on my part which was a bit worrisome to me that I would look silly and produce no effect. That was so far from the reality it’s unbelievable.

After I installed the chastity device and freed hubby he was demure and didn’t say anything. He asked if he could go watch some TV. I said okay but before you go I want you to know I’m not mad and I forgive you. It really did bother me that you fantasize about other women and I really don;t like you pleasuring yourself while thinking about other people. I’m not allowing that any more. He said he was sorry and that was okay. I know this sounds “way out there” in terms f extreme kink but it was one of the first conversations I’ve ever had about any complcated topic like this with hubby where all of it was real with no deflection, no defensiveness, no pent up anger, no emotional baggage that wasn’t being discussed, none of that. It was amazing, I wasn’t mad. I did forgive him and he didn’t try at all to blame me or side-step the issue of how I felt. I could tell he really was sorry and not because of the spanking.

The humiliation part is very complicated but on a base level he could tell I was humiliated by his behavior before and I had no control. In a way it put him in my shoes so to speak in a way that he probably couldn’t articulate but is the closest thing how I have felt about having no control for completely different things.