![]() Because his hands were tied, he did this with a little difficulty, resting his torso on the second chair.Įven the early strokes produced gasps and wriggling. I placed the two chairs together, side by side, sat down on the right-hand chair and instructed my husband to bend over my knee. Hubbie is considerably stronger than me, and I needed complete control. I made him place his hands in front of him, and tied his wrists together with some old tights which I had brought down for this purpose. I could see that he was still enjoying the situation, and wondered how long his pleasure would continue. I ordered my husband to strip down to his underpants. My husband began to look distinctly nervous at this point, realizing, at last, what he had let himself in for when he showed me the Disciplinary Wives Club site! I then pulled out the punishment instrument, a large beach paddle made of plywood, about a quarter of an inch thick and 18 inches long, considerably heavier than the table tennis paddle which he had previously asked me to use. Whilst being punished, he was not to speak unless spoken to, addressing me as ‘Miss’, and was to obey all instructions instantly. I then told him that I was not satisfied with his conduct, particularly his lack of support when we entertained visitors, and that I had decided to punish him severely. I sat down, and, when he began to sit next to me, ordered him to remain standing. I felt that once he had accepted my first order, I had begun to establish control. He looked surprised, but guessed what was happening. Concealing my nervousness, I instructed him firmly to come into the sitting room, and to fetch two hard-backed dining room chairs. My husband, typically, was lounging about in the kitchen rather than helping to clear up. All evening, I had been thinking about what I was going to do, planning, and hoping I would find the courage to carry it through. I have done so, and her support has given me the courage to act, as described below.Īfter our visitors left on New Years Morning, my husband and I had the house to ourselves. The page encourages readers to e-mail Kay personally. He left me reading the web pages of the Disciplinary Wives Club! I was amazed to discover that so many wives felt like me, and found the advice given excellent, particularly with respect to maintaining control and erring towards severity. ![]() He told me that I would need to wait whilst he went off on an errand, and that he had found some information which would interest me. I found him in his office, ‘playing’ on the internet. My husband went into work one day during the holidays, and asked me to collect him by car. I always felt that he retained control, and that I could not let myself go for fear of hurting him too much or even injuring him. I think that neither of us found these sessions satisfactory. Before last night, I had disciplined my husband on a number of occasions, but always at his request, using the instruments he suggested (my hand, a gym slipper and a table tennis bat). ![]()
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