LEARNING THE ROPES

 

Q has really been getting more and more in to rope bondage these past few months...Yesterday...i spent the majority of the afternoon immobilized by Her ropes of varying lengths and thickness as She teased and tormented me...(verbally and physically)...i was made to worship Her heels and feet for what seemed like an eternity....while She smoked, and textd away on Her phone!...She leisurely stroked Her pussy through Her panties...as i was bound helpless with only a view up Her tight, black "clubbing" dress that She had chosen to wear while Dominating me...She invaded my asshole with first fingers...then a dildo while making me beg Her to fuck me with Her strapon...And once i did...She laughed and denied me "the honor of taking Her cock"....Q tried so many different variations of tying up my penis and balls that i lost count...but the pain and helpless feelings grew with each passing variation She tried!...

 

She even wrapped a piece of rope around my testicles...separating the pair...and then finishing it off with a slipknot around the top of my scrotum...She then passed the other end through the ring in my collar...and pulled until i was bent over at the waist and secured me in this fashion...With my hands tied behind my back...my naked backside made the perfect, vulnerable target for Her leather strap!...And when the repeated blows to my ass and thighs began to make me jerk upward...the noose around my balls pulled on them tighter and tighter!

 

my balls were aching.... and my bottom and thighs were burning when She set aside the strap...And from my bent over position...i watched as Q took another piece of rope and made quite the show of knotting it every few inches down along it's entire length...then doubled it in Her hand as She would one of my belts...and moved behind me once again.....where She began to whip me with that awful device...The rope whistled through the air...and the knots hurt like hell and i couldn't remain still despite the hellish stretching of my balls...i was begging for Q to stop...and i was just about to use our "safe word"....when She accidentally (i think!) misjudged a stroke and the rope sailed between my legs where my left nut took a full force hit from what felt like one of the knots...no matter...i took a few steps forward and fell to my knees...and then managed to roll to one shoulder instead of falling on my face...with my hands tied behind my back...i suppose i'm lucky not to have fallen forward and broken my nose!

Anyway...it scared Q so bad that our "playtime" kind of fizzled out right there as She untied my hands and balls and we gently inspected my testicles for any serious damage...this morning i found a dark purple bruise about the size of a pencil eraser on the backside of my left nut!...my ankles and wrists are slightly chaffed from being restrained...and there are still...several angry, red welts from the whipping i took from that knotted rope!...(honestly, it turns me on to see some residual marks from our "play"...like badges of honor so to speak!)...On another positive note...yesterday while checking my balls...and apologizing profusely for hurting me so....Q began to place tiny little kisses all over my ball sack...murmuring Her regrets...and making little moaning sounds as She told me how much She "loves my balls"...and how much She loves to "suck on my hard cock"....which by then was rock hard...So, She had moved me from the floor to my leather chair where She got down on Her knees between my spread legs and made sweet, gentle love to my penis, balls, and asshole with Her hungry mouth...

(Q-twin)

Taking Her time...sucking slowly...so slowly...and moaning as She gently took my balls into Her wet mouth....teasing around my backdoor with Her tongue...making sounds as if She were having an orgasm while She expertly deep throated my shaft...She never sped up to hurry me along...even when i got close and asked for permission to cum...She moaned Her consent...and slowly...slowly sucked on me until i felt my hot cum shooting into Her equally hot mouth...Q continued to suck and stroke me after my ejaculation was through...as if to urge all the cum left inside my length to enter Her loving mouth...And even though She had swallowed my entire load...i could still taste my salty deposit on Her lips and tongue...when She moved to sit on my lap...and kiss me with all the love in Her heart....Then...a little while later...Q got me hard again...this time riding me for Her pleasure...riding me until....in the end...i did have a creampie to clean from my Wife's wet pussy...So i guess "playtime" really wasn't over...just interrupted!   

 

SHE CALLED FROM HER OFFICE....

 

Q phoned me from Her office this morning..."Hey honey!....How's your day goin?....Uh-huh...yeah...good...ok...Well...the reason I called...was to give you a heads up!...See...I'm really in that mood today baby....you know....the one where your ass is in really good trouble?" (i began to get that sinking feeling in my gut, but a steady rise in my jeans!) ''Sooooo....fair warning....tonight your going to find yourself bent over and tied down good and tight!....Because...the way I'm feeling right now...I'm going to spank your bottom till you won't sit down for a week!" (She said this while giggling like a school girl!)

Before i could stop myself...the words were already flying out of my mouth...."But what did i do?....i'm sorry!....Why are you mad baby?"

The reason i went there so quickly...is because this past weekend...i received not one, but two punishment spankings....And i readily admit that i deserved them both!....Saturday morning found me over Q's lap...my penis hard and throbbing against Her bare thighs....despite the fact that She was really pissed because of a substantial amount of money i unwisely chose to spend without consulting  Her first!....But my erection shriveled away quite quickly once Q switched from spanking me with Her hand...to viciously beating my bare bottom with Her wooden hairbrush!...She even stopped during my spanking...to lock my kicking legs with one of Her's...so as to keep me from thrashing off Her lap! And despite this...all was forgiven after my punishment...and that night...we even made passionate, sweaty-hot love to each other! (With Q always on top of course!)

 

Sunday...as our regular readers may know...is our day to really let loose with the femdom "play"....And that day...Q had some plans for me that i wasn't particularly in the mood for...actually...i didn't want the day to go the route She had chosen at all...and my big mistake was momentarily forgetting that what the Queen says and wants is law!...And after literally whining and stomping my foot about it...Q wasted no time in restraining me over the spanking stool...and administering a blazing ass burner with "The Board Of Education" (Her name for the long paddle that is a replica of the ones teachers at school, use to be allowed to use on the backsides of those kids who needed correcting!)...followed by Her dreaded leather strap that did leave me with tears streaming down my cheeks...(that hasn't happened in quite awhile...still not sure if i was crying from the intense pain...or my guilty shame of defying my Wife's will)....And in the end (no pun intended)....Q still put me through some quite humiliating and painful paces....All to Her satisfaction and pleasure!....And isn't that what submitting to a Dominant Woman is all about? Her wishes....Her will....Her pleasure!...Then why did this morning...like a kid who can't learn his lesson...did i have to question Her motives again?

"But what did i do?.....i'm sorry babe!....Please!....Why are you mad?".....There was silence coming through the phone as loud as any yelling or scolding you may have ever heard....and i knew...that once again....i should have just trusted my Queen and meekly accepted Her will....

Q quietly, and sweetly responded...."It seems that not only will I be giving you the beating that I'm horny for....But I'll have to make sure I redouble My efforts of impressing upon you the fact, that I don't have to have a reason to blister your bottom!....Sweety!....The simple fact that I want to tie you down and spank you till My pussy aches to be fucked....is all the reason I require!....Honey!....And tonight, after I've completely satisfied My need to hurt you....And after addressing your questionable attitude....I'll be having a few orgasms at your expense as well!....Baby!....So you think about that all day....And think about the fact that while Momma's at work....She's got one hand between Her legs just dying to see your hot little ass up in the air!....Darling!"....And then She hung up!

I know of course...that She will be using Her cane on me tonight....and that not only will i be restrained as She stated (That always means a spanking even longer and harder than usual....And Q's spankings are always...always deliberately hard!)....but i will be gagged in some fashion....due to the fact that our young son will be sleeping just down the hall....

Despite my dread....my penis confessed my excitement....as i was hard as a rock...and i could feel a little wet spot in my underwear....i had the idea to come blog about this to you....and just as i got started....Q called me again...."Oh....you almost made Me forget...." my Wife then made it clear....that She expected me to make sure my genitals were shaved smooth the way She likes them...and that i was to go ahead and lock my penis away in the CB6000s right away!....Now, Q usually has me put the chastity device on myself because it's much easier that way....But She reserves the actual snapping on of the tiny lock for Her own enjoyment...and the symbolic impact that act of  Her ultimate control over my body has upon me!  

 

 (Q-twin)

Hell....i don't even know where She hides the lock and key!...But She simply told me to look in Her nightstand drawer...."Silly boy!" She said....And when i did....inside....right next to a small bottle of lube....there sat the tiny key....resting on a neatly folded pair of my silky panties that She had bought for me some time back....And right on the front of my panties....where my caged penis would go....was an impression of Q's luscious lips...left there in slutty, dark red lipstick!...In other words....my Wife had planned ahead of time...not only to tear my backside up....but to lock my manhood away....and place me in panties to further my submission as well!...So the orgasms that She will be getting at my expense tonight....certainly will not be involving anything to do with penetration from me!...And to top that off....i had to go and earn myself another harsh lesson from Q to boot!

So here i sit....after making sure my already shaved penis and balls were absolutely stubble free (while in the bathroom...i noticed that my bottom still faintly bore a few light purple blotches from Q's weekend attentions!)....and locking myself in chastity....and donning the panties Q laid out for me...i can feel myself trying to get hard inside my plastic cage as i write this....i keep having to painfully adjust the CB6000s through the front of my jeans...and knowing whats in store for me tonight...well...only someone who has asked his Wife in the past to spank him....and having been granted that which he was none too careful to wish for....knows the thrill, distraction,...and sexual obsession of the mind that an impending bare bottom blistering can bring....And only i know...how being bent over by Q....and enduring Her unflinching delivery of discipline...whether for punishment...or pleasure....only i know how sobering that can be!

   

   

 

She Stood Over me...So Gorgeous and Powerful

                                                            (Q-twin)

Less than 45 minutes ago...i found myself looking up at my Wife from my position on the floor at Her feet....She stood over me...so gorgeous and powerful...all tan and naked except for a pair of leopard spotted panties...She made quite a show of smoking Her cigarette...the one i lit for Her immediately after She  had  once again...clicked the lock shut on on my CB-6000s chastity cage...then ordered me to my knees at Her feet...i know She must have registered my disappointment at being locked away so soon after being released from a five week stretch inside the plastic cage...but if so...Q didn't let on....She just stood above me...smirking and smoking in a combination of elegance, and slutty attitude that She had to know would certainly tweak my smoking fetish....

No...as i gazed up past Her thighs...and over Her exquisite tummy and breasts to watch Her smoking...Q layed out quite sternly what She expected of...and from me this long holiday weekend...Yes we have a cleaning lady who comes once a week...and a lawn service as well...but there are still certain household chores and responsibilities that like any other married couple, we divide between us...but for no other reason than because She can...Q has decided to delegate the lion's share of these to me this weekend...and as She stood above me...so naked and beautiful...so authoritatively sexy and serious...i couldn't help but feel my penis begin to stir within it's cage as She made very clear what would happen if i shirked in any of my assigned tasks...and just to make sure i was convinced of Her seriousness in these matters...Q had me bend over Her make-up chair for 10 strokes from Her cane!....These She administered only after She had removed Her panties and stuffed them in my mouth...(for humiliation purposes as well as to muffle any cries or yelps that may result from the beating!) And these were full fledged...no holding back swings Q took at my ass to get Her point across!

After the 10th stroke fell and literally lifted me up onto my toes...Q said i could stand...only to change Her mind and have me bend over again...it seems Q had read a post by Robert on his blog - Robert_Anthony's Femdom & Chastity Blog ....where She was inspired to comment there, that an episode from our past...that his post reminded Her of...might be of interest, and She wanted to "suggest" to me that i blog about it and share it with Robert and all the other readers....So Q thought that 3 more strikes from the cane should be sufficient motivation for "Her lazy little man" to begin writing...and with that...Q delivered 3 more, no nonsense blows...all of which landed on the backs of my upper thighs....and trust me...these did cause me to cry out through Her panties...not to mention the little involuntary dance that i was doing after each blow!    

So....after a quick inspection of Her handiwork...Q allowed me to stand once again...removed Her soaked panties from my mouth...then kissed and hugged me...She had me go downstairs to pour Her a glass of wine...then upon my return said..."Feel free to go play on your blog site honey...I'll call you when i want you!"....So here i am...my penis locked away again....sitting on a sore bottom...anticipating a long weekend of chores around the house...and viewing erotic images and stories on various blog sites while the CB-6000s prevents me from attaining an erection....Believe it or not...i'm as happy as i can be at this moment...and i have both ears open...listening and waiting for Q to call me....i'm so ready to please Her...eager is more like it!....Funny how a good discipline session and a plastic cage around one's penis can really make a submissive double his efforts for his Mistress!

"Oh No Mister...Not Good Enough!"

No sooner had we finished dinner this evening, than our son's little friend from across the street came over and asked if our boy could come over and play...This being a school night, we agreed and said he could...but he had to come home as soon as we called him....The boys ran out the front door...and it had barely shut when Q turned to me and said...."Now about you little man...upstairs...NOW!"...from the tone in Her voice, i didn't need to be told twice....

Once upstairs, Q directed me to pull out the chair from Her make-up vanity and place it in the middle of our bedroom...it was clear that my Wife was going to use the brief opportunity of our son being outside playing to administer some of Her special guidance...."Pull those pants down around your ankles and bring Me My hairbrush!"....With my pants and underwear tangled around my feet...i shuffled across the room and back with the wooden hairbrush....i stood there before Her...Q in Her shorts and a long t-shirt...my penis jutting out with a partial erection from the thrill, and the fear of whats to come....Q didn't seem to notice....She looked up at me from Her chair and began to address a couple of issues that She felt needed Her attention!....Mainly the condition i've allowed our garage to get in...She isn't the least bit happy that after parking Her car...She has to squeeze by "my things" just to get into Her house!....She says this has gone on long enough...She has waited for me to take the initiative and clean the garage without being told....but now She's tired of waiting!

Q ordered me over Her lap...."Make it fast!" She instructed....She didn't want to chance our son coming home and hearing, "...what Mommy's doing to daddy!"....Q spanked my bare bottom fast and furious....the brush connecting with my flesh sounded like a machine gun firing!.....There was no counting how many blows rained down on me...and i know Q wasn't aiming for any certain number...She was aiming to make a point....this was a combination of punishment and insurance that i would comply with Her will....i couldn't kick my legs very well due to the fact that my pants had them slightly restrained....but i was squirming and begging for Her to stop by the time She relented and allowed me to get up....

As i rubbed my burning butt cheeks...i assured Her that this weekend i would take care of the garage, just as She wished...."Oh no mister....not good enough!"....Q grabbed my flaccid penis quite roughly....Her manicured thumbnail painfully digging into the skin just behind it's head....She firmly squeezed and yanked me by my dick....back over Her lap for another short, but vicious round of painful smacks to my already punished backside...."you will address your mess....in My garage....tomorrow afternoon! And you will have it done before going to bed tomorrow night!....Do I make Myself clear?".....and by the time Q was finished spanking me....indeed She had!

   

   

     

      

i'm writing this now as i tenderly sit in the bed next to Her....i'm on the lap top....and She has the remote watching TV....and just like in the above photo...ever since my spanking....Q has had the same, self confident....self satisfied....proud of Herself look on Her face that She always gets after really putting me in my place!.....She has graciously allowed me to post on my blogs to "....all your little jerk-off buddies!"....as She puts it....but as usual....and to my great pleasure...lighting Her cigarettes and holding Her ashtray as She smokes...refreshing Her cocktail....even possibly cleaning Her pussy with my tongue after She pees....and any other service She may require from me comes first....i would count myself really lucky if She decides She's in the mood for some oral servicing....actually, as i feel the tingling of my sore bottom against the bedsheets...i already count myself very lucky...and when i post this....i will thank Her again for my spanking...and for all the many other things She does for me!

    

      

(Q-twin)

      

      

i Knew i Had It Coming....

Q had already pulled my pants down around my ankles...and had taken me over Her lap to blister my bare bottom with Her hairbrush...She was not fooling around...to say She was angry with me is only a partial statement...i had completely ignored...and then disobeyed Her direct instructions...She was upset...and very disappointed in me...and that in itself hurts more than the punishment...almost...i was sorry for what i had done...and She let me know in no uncertain terms that i would truly be sorry by the time She was finished with me!...

You see...Friday night as i knelt on the bed...i was about to worship Q's body by using my tongue as commanded...when i humbly asked if i could be let out of chastity...Q smiled sweetly and answered simply "Maybe."....and after long, deliberately slow oral worship...i was holding the ashtray for Her as She smoked and savored Her afterglow...i asked again...respectfully...might She unlock me...She thought for a minute....and said "Noooo....not tonight....I don't feel like dealing with your pee-pee tonight!"....i know She saw my disappointment....(more like pouting!) but She just ignored me and eventually just went to sleep....The next morning...as Q was primping in the bathroom mirror...i inquired again....you see i have been locked in my CB-6000s for well over two weeks now....and i was beginning to feel the pressure...actually fear...that She was going to leave me locked up far longer than She ever had before!....so i asked...."Please baby...can i be let out of chastity now?"....Q turned with a wicked grin on Her face..."Is that anyway to beg for something you really want?....I don't think so!".....i dropped to my knees...i bent to kiss Her painted toes...."Please honey....please unlock my cage....please i'm begging you...i really need out...i need to come so badly....Please Mam....i'll do anything....please take this off me....please?".....

Q looked down on me....and with both hands on Her hips, She said..."Need?....you need?...you mean you want!...you want out!...you want to come!...you, you, you,....want, want, want! Don't tell Me what you need! I know what you need!...And I know what you want!...What you should concern yourself with is what I want...what I need!...And you best start remembering that...you are for Me to use as I see fit! And right now...I want to keep your penis locked away...and I need you to forget you even have one until I'm ready to let it come out and play! Now don't ask again...I will let you know when I'm ready...understood little-man?" i answered yes Mam...but i still wanted...and it's all i could think of throughout the day...and like an idiot...Sunday afternoon i got on my knees again and asked/begged to be released....

Q closed the book She was reading with frightening finality..."What did I fucking tell you?"...Her eyes literally blazed with anger..."Are you fucking deaf?...Or just plain stupid?"...this was not how i expected things to go...but looking back...well...too late....Q was out of Her chair and off to fetch Her hairbrush...and once She had me over Her knee...She lectured me on how inconsiderate, and selfish i was...on how She thought She had taught me better than that...on how i arrogantly ignored Her wish for me to focus on Her...all the while raining fire down on my backside....i couldn't help but kick and squirm...this time She was really tearing my bottom up!...She actually shoved me off Her lap..."Get off Me!" She said with disgust..."And stand up...I'm not fucking done with you mister...not by a long shot!"

And that was how i ended up face down on our bed...secured spread eagle by the restraints attached to the bed frame and hidden under the box springs...two pillows beneath my hips...my ass elevated and in the ultimate position...making an easy and vulnerable target for Q's wrath...you see...after She was done taking the hairbrush to me...Q took me by the ear and led me up the stairs...all the while i stumbled along due to my pants bunched around my ankles...still apologizing...hoping She would show some mercy...my ass was already on fire...surely She must see i'd had enough...nevertheless, Q had me strip and get on the bed....and once i was restrained....Q stood beside the bed...smoking and lecturing me some more...She told me how hurtful it was to have Her instructions ignored...how my focus was to be solely on Her...how She thought i already knew this to be the rule..."Don't I always take care of you?...Don't I indulge your little fantasies...Don't I always play with that little thing between your legs...and quite often I might add!"....She scolded me all the way through the time it took for Her to smoke Her cigarette...sometimes low and menacing....other times yelling and cursing...by the time Q had retrieved the leather strap from it's hiding place in the closet...i was trembling with fear...and regret...and i was so very ashamed of my behavior....i knew what was coming...and i knew that since She had tied me down...it was going to be very severe...and i knew....i knew i deserved it....i knew i had it coming....

Q lashed my exposed and vulnerable backside with frightening force....there was no gag or pillow for me to bite down on since our son was out of the house...i began to howl from the very first of those vicious blows...i was helpless and totally at Her mercy...which is the point really...i am supposed to have surrendered totally to Her mercies and Her graces....and now She was doing Her best to remind me of exactly who makes the rules...whose will reigns supreme in this house....and what happens when someone forgets those facts...blow after stinging blow came down on my buttocks and thighs....the bed shook as i involuntarily jerked within my restraints every time that terrible piece of leather connected with my already punished backside and thighs....then She walked around to the other side of the bed and started all over again!....Oh my God i was howling  and crying out louder and louder...the tears began to flow....from the pain or the shame?....Maybe both....but all i could do was lay there and and take the punishment Q administered with such deliberate intensity...by the time She was finished, and was undoing the restraints....i was a blubbering, sweaty, submissive mess....all my senses seemed focused on my battered ass....i looked at Q through my watery eyes....strands of Her hair had worked their way loose from where She had them pulled back and up....Her face and arms were moist, and glistened from Her exertions....for a moment i caught a look of loving concern on Her face as She held Her hand out to help me off the bed....when i was standing on my unsteady legs...She asked if i thought i might remember now where my priorities lie..."Oh yes Mam...i do...You are my focus...You are my reason..."...i blubbered on, sniffling and wiping tears and snot from my face as i continued on about how She was my Queen...my Goddess...on and on....Q took me firmly by my balls and led me to a corner in our bedroom...."Well then you stand right here and think about all those things you just said!....Because i expect you to live them!"....She went on, "And look down at your penis...see it in that cage?...That should represent more to you than just a denial device...That should remind you of My power...My control over you and this marriage!...How I do as I please....and how you are to do what pleases Me!...You better think long and hard on these things little-man....I am not afraid to tie you to that bed again to make Myself clear!....Are you going to need another lesson today young man?"...., "No Mam...no Mam...please...i'll be good...i'll be your good little boy...i promise."....This is where Her beating had reduced me to...a pleading, and sorry, naughty little boy who now needed forgiving....

i know Q left me there...standing in that corner for almost an hour....runny nose....swollen face...i had to pee...my ass felt like it was throbbing in time to my heartbeat...and i just wanted to tell Her i was so sorry...and not because i was punished...but because She was right...i had been so selfish....i did disregard Her wishes...looking down at my penis in it's cage...it did make me think of Her...it did remind me of Her loving Dominance over me...locking my penis away is not about me...even though it does effect me directly...it's about Her wanting to control my body...the one i surrendered to Her...it's about the pleasure She get's from Her power...the thrill She gets from enforcing Her will...Her control over me....and i do love Her controlling me...She does so much for Me....just by Me being willing to put Her first in all things...by Her willing to correct and guide me...She gives a gift far greater than my simple service to Her...Q came to me and hugged me tight...i apologized to Her...i explained that i knew i was in the wrong....i thanked Her for loving me enough...to care about us as a couple to take the time to punish and discipline me...we hugged and kissed some more...then with a sly wink, Q reached down and playfully tugged on my plastic cage...She can be so evil sometimes!

It's Really No Chore At All

Q has really been in the mood for dishing out discipline lately...today after Granma picked up our son for the afternoon...Q said She wanted to see me in the kitchen in ten minutes...naked..."and bring My strap with you!"...my heart began to pound in my chest with dread...laced with anticipation...Her leather strap is one serious spanking implement, and Q always means business when She uses it on me...for that matter...Q never "takes it easy" when it comes to spanking me...even when it's playtime...and this would be my third spanking in a weeks time...and i hadn't a clue what i had done to deserve one...though deserving a spanking is not necessarily a reason needed for my Wife to bend me over for a real ass burner!.... 

i went upstairs and stripped...retrieved that menacing strap from it's hiding place in our "toy box", and awaited the appropriate amount of time before meeting Her downstairs in the kitchen...i wanted to follow directions exactly here...not too early...and certainly not later than She had instructed!....

When i came into the kitchen She was talking on Her cell...laughing and carrying on with whoever was on the other end...without even bothering to look at me...Q held out one hand and i gave Her the strap...She continued to ignore me as She went on about Her conversation...and i stood there...naked and anxious...thinking about the inevitable...and despite my dread...my penis was beginning to swell...the sexual thrill of the impending beating was overriding any sensibilities i may have had...Q must have talked another ten minutes as i stood there waiting...by then i had a full hardon...as She said Her goodbyes...i saw Her glance at my crotch...."I gotta let you go...I need to go over a few things with my husband and he appears eager to get started!"....When She put Her phone down...She glanced at my erection and said..."Don't worry about that little thing...it won't be hard for long."

Q slid one of the chairs from the breakfast nook to the middle of the room and ordered me to bend over the back of it with my hands gripping the seat..."Do not let go of the chair...Do not leave position until I say you can...understood young man?"...."Yes Ma'am."...i was in position...waiting for Her to begin...sometimes She leaves me in position a few moments before starting...standing behind me...i can feel Her eyes on my nakedness...my balls suddenly feel very vulnerable and exposed...sometimes She will take the time to smoke an entire cigarette...making me to wait...causing me to dwell on what i 've done , or wondering why i'm being disciplined...anticipating what's fixing to happen to me...sometimes lecturing me as She smokes and walks around me...cat-like...circling Her prey...This time though, Q placed a piece of paper on the seat of the chair...it was a list of chores numbered one through six...though we have a cleaning service come in once a week...i still have responsibilities around the house...but these tasks  looked to be over and above the normal duties expected of me...i quickly realized Q was giving me tasks to simply amuse Herself...or to maybe just exercise Her right to have me do whatever the hell She pleases..."Read it to Me...from the top!", She stated....

"Number one...Vacuum all carpeting and rugs"....WHAP!!!....the four inch wide strip of leather struck my naked flesh with searing force!....the sound of leather striking skin echoed like a rifle shot in our kitchen..."Number two...", my voice already sounded strained...."Sweep and mop all the tile, and all the upstairs and downstairs hardwood floors."....WHAP!!!...again that vicious leather connected with my upturned backside..."Number Three- - - -" Whap!!!...indeed Q had been right...because by now my erection was gone and forgotten...."Number four- - - -" WHAP!!!...now the blows were lifting me up on my tip toes...i swear Q must have been swinging that strap from well behind Her back....i stammered on the next chore listed,"Number five- - - -" WHAP!!!..."YEEEEOOOWWWW SHIT!"...the fifth blow from the strap connected square across the backs of my thighs...i had a death grip on the seat of that chair...i was beginning to do that swaying, hopping little dance us spankees know so well..."Next one...read it to Me!", Q shouted..."Number six- - - -" WHAP!!!...."OOOOHH - OOWWWW GODDAMMIT!!!!"...this one too smashed across the very sensitive backs of my thighs.....my knees began to bend..."Do I need to wash your mouth out with soap also little man?"...i shook my head no...forcing myself to remain in position...to still myself...and to keep my bottom presented in the proper position for punishment..."Those are the chores I want done this afternoon...understand?"...."Yes Mam!"...i said....WHAP!!!...."And, I expect them to be done in ample time for you to cook my dinner tonight as well!"...WHAP!!!..."OWWWW PLEASE...", Q stopped the beating at ten licks from that leather strap....the last one She delivered so hard i thought She would knock me completely over the back of that chair!!!...After allowing me to stand...She handed me the strap, and told me to put it away...get dressed, and get busy with the housework...i almost wish She had required me to do  my chores naked...my jeans were really very irritating on my blistered bottom...

                                                                (Q-twin)

Needless to say...i spent the afternoon today hard at work...not only making sure my tasks were completed...but done as close to perfect as possible....there is nothing like a proper spanking before one's chores...to act as an incentive to do them right the first time...because after one has been spanked by my Wife....one doesn't dare chance another corrective session anytime soon!

As i worked...i noticed Q looking at some femdom porn on the computer...it appeared that She was collecting pictures...maybe to share with us on this blog once again...i really hope that is the case...later i chanced back by and saw that She was watching a movie where two young studs were really throwing it to a very hot MILF...Q's free hand was absently rubbing Her crotch through the thin material of Her running shorts...Her fingers began to slip inside through the leg opening...i knelt beside Her on my knees and asked if i could be of service...She smiled at me...turned off the computer...patted me on the head as if to say 'Good doggy'....and said "No babe...I can handle this one!"....then She was off ...up the stairs to our bedroom...so not only was my Wife watching internet porn while i was doing housework...now She had gone upstairs to pleasure Herself behind closed doors while i finished the ironing....i truly, truly love that Woman...being submissive to Her is sometimes as frustrating, and humbling...as it is satisfying...

                                                                (Q-twin)


i'm writing this on the laptop in bed with Q tonight...my backside is literally aching...i was hoping all that porn would have made Her horny and want to play....i guess She took care of that Herself this afternoon...because other than making Her a couple of cocktails...lighting Her cigarettes and holding the ashtray for Her while on my knees...the closest i've come to any sex tonight is when Q went to pee and She had me kneel before Her at the toilet to lick Her pussy clean when She was done!...But God knows i have dreamed of having to serve Her in this fashion for years...and now i am blessed to do so everyday...and that my friends...is really no chore at all!

 

 
   

(re-post) - It Is In These Moments

( i posted this a couple of days ago in my other blog - iHonorHer - it seems very appropriate for tonight...Q came home from work early this afternoon and surprised me...(before our son was home from school)...specifically to administer a punishment spanking to my bare backside....She had taken issue with the way i had handled a couple of tasks...and how i didn't handle a few others...Q really laid the wooden hairbrush on heavy this afternoon...my bottom and the backs of my thighs ache and burn as i right this...and while doing corner time after my trip over Her knee...i remembered what i had said in this blog entry....and i wanted to re-post it here...it is so very true...i hope my Wife reads this in the next couple of days...)

        IT IS IN THESE MOMENTS

It is in these moments...just before going over Her lap...for what i know will be a well deserved, humiliating, and very painful spanking...it is when my Wife chooses to take my pants down Herself...to scold me like a naughty boy while i stand exposed...embarrassed...ashamed...and scared...it is when She looks me in the eye with complete control and authority...

 

 

 

it is when saying i'm sorry for what i have done is truly an understatement...it is in these moments...i can somehow still be grateful...even though i know She is about to subject my bare bottom to excruciating pain...i can be thankful that i am married to a Woman who cares enough to administer with loving harshness...the guidance and correction that She knows i need to be a better man for Her...for myself...for our family...and though i will whine, cry out and beg for Her to stop...deep inside i know She will hand out a fair, yet severe punishment every time...and when all is said and done...i always make sure to thank Her for spanking me...because the way it was before...before my Wife took charge of our marriage...it just didn't work...we were never as happy...as emotionally satisfied...as in love...as we are now...

       

       Thank You Q...for not sparing me the full measure of Your loving discipline...

                                                i love You!