Monday, September 19

e-Book Published!

I'm very, very excited!!!! I've been working on it for quite some time now. Looking back, I first posted about it in February of 2015 (e-Book Anyone?) and received a very positive response. So, between now and then I've been beavering away on it and I'm happy to report that I actually did it!

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Get it at your local Amazon!
This is the cover (courtesy lill josephine of course! Thank you!). I chose the pen name "Julie Delmar". I think it sounds very classy. I'm charging a little bit of money for it, which is the first time I've ever tried monetizing our kink. Hopefully you'll forgive me after my having spent 5 years writing for free (and enjoying every word - which I will keep doing, btw!)

If it goes well financially I am considering doing more perhaps (More books? Spanking videos starring Strict Julie?? Private sessions??? Who knows!)

Please go and buy one and give me lots of stars and write a very nice comment if you like it!!! You can choose the name to use for your comment as you are posting it, and it doesn't need to be your real name, though you will have to buy it for real to comment!

It's all original material. That is to say, I wrote every word and copied none of it from my blog, though you will recognize some of the scenes, like a remix really. It's about 75,000 words which translates into 344 pages "Kindle Edition Normalized Page Count", and 18 chapters. It's only $4.95 US, which is quite reasonable I think.

I've held back a few extra juicy scenes from the blog to have some original scenes for the book. As well, I give more details on how we got started, and how david developed his kink. Some material is a bit instructional in a fun way. Some scenes that you know from my blog I retold in a different way. And, this is really important, in the book I do let my imagination run away a bit in a way I try not to in the blog. So there are some very over-the-top scenes (though nothing I would not actually do if given the opportunity!)

I hope you all go out and buy it and really, really enjoy it (early reviewers report multiple orgasms!)

Here is where you can get it, exclusively on Amazon Kindle:

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Amazon.com

Get it at
your local Amazon

And here is the blurb from the book:


Julie Delmar (of "Strict Julie Spanks!" blog fame) and her husband david engage in a kinky scening-oriented female led relationship. This book of entirely original material not before seen on her blog is part instructional, part fact, part fiction, and all fun! At over 75,000 words and 18 chapters it's great value for your kinky dollar.
  • Chapter 1: A Typical Scene in the Delmar Household
    Describes a typical punishment that Julie's husband david is subject to. "Forced" into girls' clothes, plugged, and spanked.
  • Chapter 2: How It All Started
    Julie describes how she and her husband got started in their kinky lifestyle, with her various humorous missteps along the way.
  • Chapter 3: A Kinkster is Born
    Recounting some early experiences of how david got into it, and describing a very kinky fantasy scene of david's that has obsessed him for years.
  • Chapter 4: Learning to Spank
    Julie and david start hitting their stride. This is an entertaining and instructional chapter on how to spank and be spanked safely.
  • Chapter 5: Dealing with the Porn
    david was getting a little too comfortable playing with himself in front of his computer and neglecting Julie's bedroom needs. Julie put a stop to that with some help from a friend.
  • Chapter 6: Public Play
    Playing in public and with other women excites both david and Julie. This chapter describes the breadth of what they get up to with many titillating anecdotes.
  • Chapter 7: Panty Shopping
    A perennial favourite public play: taking your husband panty shopping. They did that but this time david and Julie got a lot more than they bargained for.
  • Chapter 8: Anal Play
    An important part of most male submissive kink is bum play. Julie gives us an entertaining overview of her husband's penchant for having things stuck up his butt.
  • Chapter 9: Anal Training in Front of His Sister
    Julie was upset that david had not been doing his assigned stretching. With david's kinky sister in town, he is made to do it in front of her.
  • Chapter 10: Next Door Neighbour
    Julie helps out her friend Linda from time to time with her submissive husband. However, he is in for a shock when his situation is suddenly made embarrassingly public.
  • Chapter 11: In-Home Personal Training
    Julie uses david's kink to ensure he remains motivated to eat well and stay in shape. This chapter recounts their experiences with a series of pretty and dominant in-home personal trainers hired to literally whip david's ass into shape.
  • Chapter 12: Good Boy Spankings
    Not all spankings need be harsh punishment. Sometimes david gets a good boy spanking with a very happy ending. Sometimes even in front of witnesses.
  • Chapter 13: Beach Vacation
    Vacations are a great time to get into some public mischief. Read what happens when david ogles some young women at the beach. Suffice to say that submissive husbands ought to mind their p's and q's around their dominant wives at the beach.
  • Chapter 14: Massage Parlour Spanking
    Julie takes david to the massage parlour as a treat. His treat turns sour when he learns he is only to be teased with no release and then soundly spanked in front of the pretty attendants.
  • Chapter 15: Mommy Roleplay
    Julie describes in story form a roleplay she and her husband along with two other women engaged in. david had been a very, very naughty boy, and Mommy had to punish him in front of his two sisters.
  • Chapter 16: Wife's Boss Roleplay
    Another roleplay in story form where Julie must impress her boss that she knows how to handle a scatterbrained husband.
  • Chapter 17: Ex-Girlfriend Roleplay
    A final roleplay acted out by Julie, David, and a professional submissive. David actually gets to spank a girl for once!
  • Chapter 18: My Sister and her Subby
    Julie's sister is kinky and likes girls. That does not stop her from playing with Julie and david, however, and even bringing along one of her girlfriends to play as well.

Sex with My Hand

Had a fun little time with my man yesterday. I made him have sex with my hand!



I was nice to him. At first. I put him onto the massage table and I gently massaged oil into his knotted muscles. Usually when I do this I'll give him a little spank and tease as well. This time, though, I had another idea.

I put my hand in front of his face, my fingers making an inverted V. "Lick my pussy," I told him. He immediately started licking right at the top of the V.

"No!" I said, and I smacked his ass hard. "You don't just dive straight for the clit! Haven't I taught you better than that???"

I told him to work his way up. To gently lick and nibble on the lips of my vagina first. He worked his tongue up and down my fingers as I looked him in the eye, careful to avoid my "clit". Then I guided him to my clit, the V of my fingers. I told him to put his tounge there and to gently vibrate it.


Then I told him to flick it gently. Only after that, to lick it properly. I was getting turned on with him going down on my hand!!!

Next I made my hand into a fist.


I told him to lick my asshole. To get that tongue in there. To lick around the outside. Up and down and then back and forth along the outside, and then to push his tongue in there nice and deep and wiggle it around so that I could feel it.


Then I moved my fist to under his hard cock. I made him raise up and fuck my asshole. No! Gently at first. Just bump it a bit to make it up. Now gentle pressure. In. A bit more. A bit more. There! Now it's opening up!


Now fuck it! Nice and deep! Deeper! Harder! Faster! Fuck my dirty asshole! He bucked his hips as I made my fist tight for him. Tight like a woman's asshole.


I grabbed his cock tight with my fist. So tight. As if my anus was gripping and protesting his cock so hard. He wiggled on my fist obscenely and then ejaculated onto the massage table. Ha Ha!



So this seems like a very fun game for you boys reading this blog to play.
  1. Pull your pants and underpants down to your ankles.
  2. Lick your right hand (assuming you are right handed, reverse otherwise).
  3. Start rubbing your cock with your right hand.
  4. Make your left hand into a tight fist.
  5. Bring your left fist towards your mouth and lick all around that hole.
  6. As you do a good job licking, let the hole open up a little.
  7. Stick your tongue into the hole and alternate wiggling around inside and licking the rim.
  8. Look at the photos below. Imagine it is her asshole you are doing this to.
  9. Ejaculate.
  10. Eat it.




Now you've been a bad boy, haven't you? Imagine if your wife were to catch you!


Sunday, September 11

Humiliated on the Metro

On the previous blog post a commenter left a lovely little short story in French. I doubt Google Translate would do it justice, so I took a hand at translating it myself. It's like you have to be a poet to properly translate poetry, so translating kinky spanking stories is right up my alley! I've tried to keep the French flavour of the language, went to a more consistent tense, and added a few little bits filling in some audience reaction. Apologies to our original author - I hope you are pleased with my translation!

Vacation in Paris


Despite the beautiful scenery all around on our Paris vacation, there is one type of scenery he cannot seem to take his eyes off.


Short shorts are all the rage this season in Paris. Many of the ladies, and certainly the young ladies, are wearing them. Some baring legs and thighs to just below their butts, and the boldest even baring their lower ass cheeks to the air. He spent all day yesterday with his eyes alternately fixating on and bouncing from one to another of those pretty little butts and enough is enough!

I took him to a department store to buy him a pair of short shorts for himself.


I decided on a very short and tight fitting Dacron polyester pair.


They expose his thighs completely to very high up his legs. That way his legs can breath, it's healthier. It did not please him terribly. He finds that they are too feminine and that it exposes too much of his thighs, but I find it very sexy on him and it's me who gets to choose.

Since it was very hot today, I made him wear them as we stepped out in the morning and onto the Paris Metro.




I decided that I was not going to let anything go today. Yesterday evening he had really carried on. He had not liked the Picasso exhibition that I took him to see. He acted like a complete brat! I told him, "you're a real little pain in the ass!" His leash would be very tight today.

We are now standing facing one another in the subway car.  I touch you between your thighs. I know how you hate that, getting groped like that in public, but at the same time it excites me to do it. I put my hand surreptitiously on your balls, I feel them through the fabric of your high tight Dacron shorts. I allow a finger to enter your shorts at the leggings and I touch you between your two testicles, I caress them, I pat them. I frighten you with my whispers, I tell you, "you have no sense of thrill". I feel you are completely under my control.

And what do you know but my little man starts showing signs of impatience with me. I tell you, "watch it, that sort of behaviour could really make me angry with you!"

I make you spread your thighs wider apart, and without warning I come up underneath and give you a good slap up the middle. Right on your poor balls. You utter a stifled cry and bend over double. I grab the waistband of your polyester short shorts from behind and I pull upwards. The fabric goes up and gets wedged between your ass cheeks. No one sees because you're turned with your back to the door.

I tell you, "do you see that lady* over there who's looking towards us?"


"I'm certain that she'd very much enjoy getting an eyeful. All it would take is for me to sit down on that folding seat, tip you over my knees, and it's a bare-cheeked spanking for you!" (I very much enjoy the thought of tipping him over like a reluctant country girl in a roadside ditch about to be publicly sex'd by her man)

I look you in the eye and I see you blushing fiercely. I pull on the waistband of your shorts from behind with my left hand, while with my right I caress the bottom of your bared cheeks. Little slut! I speak loudly, so everybody can hear when I say, "do you have your period this morning, you little slut? Is that why I'm getting this attitude? I'll calm you down!"

I have no problem holding you, you have a slight build. I'm physically much stronger and I'm very skilled at Judo. It's really no contest.

I sit and pull you face down across my lap. I lower your tight little shorts, you cry "noooooo... NOT IN FRONT OF EVERYBODY!" while I calmly pull out your hairbrush from my purse. You suddenly become very attentive to my every move. Your naked cheeks tremble under my palm. You are horribly humiliated to be bared like this and across my knee in public! I tell you to turn and look at the lady. She seems very interested in what's going on, enjoying your comeuppance. In fact, none of our fellow passengers are offended. They all seem to be enjoying the show. I spank you bare bottomed, between two subway stations, very strictly. Your cheeks become very red. You cry. You cry like a baby. Your eyes sting, the tears building, you cry like a fountain (and me, I moisten). Your audience smirks at my little slut getting her due.

The subway arrives at the next station. I slide a finger down your shorts and lower them further, exposing you completely. Do you know what I'm getting out of my purse?


A tampon bought specially for you!

I push it in with a single motion, your hot little tail being so moist, and I take the time to verify the little white string is firmly in place before finally pulling up your mini pants. Your audience applauds the spectacle I've made of you. I speak into your ear but so everybody can hear, "you getting your period is NOT going to ruin our vacation!"

I take you by the ear as we leave the subway car.


I noticed your behaviour improving very considerably after that treatment. Mission accomplished.


* Let me describe this lady.
http://www.bettycocker.ca
She seems very sure of herself, perhaps in her forties, she makes me think of those mothers who are not ashamed and not afraid of anybody, who are capable in a public place, a supermarket, even at the checkout, to threaten her children with a loud voice, "do you want your spanking in front of everybody? It wouldn't bother me in the least!" She is not content with just the humiliation of a such a public statement, but insists on complete obedience, and adds, "and I will pull your pants down! In front of everybody! Do you think it embarrasses me that the whole world will see your bare bottom? Do you want to try me? Do you? Answer me! Do you want a bare bottomed spanking? Answer me!" She does not let it go, she insists until her child responds at the point of tears, completely humiliated: "No mommy, please... not in front of everybody..." The child knows Mommy would do it.  "You're ashamed, aren't you? You're ashamed that everybody knows that you still get bare bottomed spankings at your age!"

Wednesday, September 7

Peeper Punished!

As you read in my previous blog entry, Stop the presses!!!, I had occasion the other day to deliver my very first totally real spanking, and it was amazing. To help commemorate the occasion, and because I'm apparently quite the exhibitionist, I decided to do a little self-timer photo shoot to illustrate the post. Give you all a glimpse of what this peeper must have seen before he got spanked.

So this is what happened. And believe me, it was an absolute shocker for me. I am so used to calling all the shots that I couldn't believe it when this unsuspected little perv peeped on me on my own turf.

David has a cute sister that I'll call Jennifer here.  She has a long time boyfriend we'll call Dan and sometimes they come over to our place for Bbq's and dinner parties. I know Dan has taken a shining to me. He is always asking me personal questions and follows me around like a lost puppy. I feel a little bad for Jennifer because he is just a little too attentive to me when I'm around.

David took it upon himself to invite Jennifer and Dan over for an evening bbq in the backyard. He didn't run this past me ahead of time and I wasn't ready for their arrival. David scampered out to get the steaks and appetizers, while I jumped in the basement shower after my gym workout.
 
 
 
I was annoyed at david for inviting them without the house being in perfect shape and without the food being prepped and organized ahead of time. Oh well, a nice opportunity to scene him later, maybe even some subtle "pussy whipping" embarrassment in front of his sister and Dan?

Just as I was getting into the shower I heard the couple arrive,
 
 
Jennifer called down to me that she was going to be in the backyard with David firing up the grill. I shouted back that I was about to step into the shower and would be there soon.
 
 
I started to lather my hair, I got soap in my eyes and I had them shut for quite a long time. Next I soaped up my body and prepared my legs for shaving. When I reached for the razor I thought I caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of my eye.
 
 
I whipped my head around to see half of a head and one eye peeking into the bathroom. OMG!!! It was Dan. Holy crap when did he get there??? How long had he been watching me??
 
 
Oh my god!!!! "What the hell do you think you're doing??!" I screamed!
 
 
I leapt out of the shower and kicked the door shut and yelled "STAY RIGHT THERE AND WAIT FOR ME OR YOU'LL BE IN EVEN DEEPER SHIT!!!" I quickly threw my terry towel around my breasts.
 
I paused for a second to collect my thoughts. I could not fucking believe it!  Here was a man that we had invited into our house, blatantly peeping on me in the shower. I clearly had not locked the bathroom door, maybe even left it ajar, and he had seen an opportunity. But it was in the basement, and nobody should have been down there (guest bathroom is upstairs). He must have heard me yell up to Jen that I was getting into the shower and snuck down to see for himself. The shower curtain was only half closed, and for sure he got an eyeful.
 
I was determined I was not going to let him get away with this. But I didn't want to create a big scene with my husband and his sister, so I decided to take matters into my own hands, doing something I was now quite well versed in. Neither Dan nor Jen have any idea what david and I get up to so that peeper was in for a big surprise. He has no idea that david and I enjoy a playful FLR relationship. I wasn't about to give him any more to fantasize about, but I would be using some of my skills to teach him a lesson.

I threw open the door and Dan was standing there with his hands raised in surrender, blubbering apologies.  He said that he had JUST got down there and only wanted to ask what I wanted on the grill.  

I called bullshit. I told him he knew I was in the shower. If he had just got there he wouldn't have been able to be in that peeping position. If he had just got there, he would have just been standing there openly shocked... or doing an about face and taking off back up the stairs.  But NO! He was peeping FOR SURE! And likely for an extended time.

"You're a brave sole to be still standing here to take the heat from me, mister," I told him angrily. I think he knew that if he had ran upstairs, there was no way I was not going to get everyone else involved.

"I didn't,  I didn't mean...." he stuttered. 
 
"Were you, or were you not deliberately peeping on me? Tell the truth," I warned him.
 
"I was..." he admitted, "sorry..."
 
So there we had it. At least he was honest. A self-admitted peeping tom. Oh, he was getting spanked!

"Well we can deal with this one of two ways," I told him. "I can either go upstairs and tell David and Jen what just happened, or we can deal with this here and now, between you and me. Which will it be?" I demanded.

"Ummm... here with you?" he said, not knowing what he was agreeing to.

"In that case, you're going to have to pull down your pants and get over my knee," I told him.
 
"What?" he asked.
 
"You heard me," I said. "If you're going to act like a little boy and be a peeping Tom then you're going to get spanked like one."
 
"That's crazy," he said.
 
"Oh, and coming down here unannounced and watching me in the shower isn't??? You either take that spanking or I tell Jennifer. Choose," I told him.
 
"Please don't tell Jen ," he begged, "I'll take the... the spanking."

"Well then, drop those pants and get over my knee and we'll deal with this here and now," I said.

I guess by my tone he knew I meant business, because he did as he was told.  He looked pretty bashful, but undid the belt around his summer shorts, undid the clasp of his pants, lowered the fly, and let the shorts drop to a puddle around his ankles. He was left in his tightey whitey underpants! Ha!
 
I put my foot up on the rung of a stool that was outside the bathroom.  I told him to bend over my knee. He looked confused so I grabbed him by his T-shirt and shoved him into position.
 
"I hope you're completely ashamed of yourself," I told him, eyeing the backs of his white underpants, "to have to be spanked like a naughty little boy like this." I told him to look towards the wall. After all, the peep show was over. I was still only wearing the towel, and it was a bit precarious.
 
I contemplated it for maybe a second, and then proceeded to lower the backs of his underpants to bare his bottom. He had seen my bare ass. This was payback!

I spanked that man as hard as I could with my bare hand to his bare butt for maybe fifty strokes. At a couple of points my towel started slipping and I had to pause to fix it. Wouldn't that have been a hoot, me spanking him bare breasted! I was smiling at this whole thing, thank goodness he couldn't see my face and see how amusing this was for me. If he had, he would have known in a second that this was my kink. I could barely believe that this moment was really happening. It just came so naturally to me that I was halfway through before it had truly sunk in. I was administering a totally for-real bare butt spanking!!!!

Dan was grunting like a little piggy and I was almost embarrassed for him, but not quite.  My palm is pretty good by now, from all the practice, and he definitely felt that spanking! His ass for sure turned red. It actually reddened really fast. As if he had never been spanked before. I didn't feel his penis harden at all the whole spanking.
 
After his punishment, I pulled his underpants back up to cover his butt. And no I didn't see his little dickey at all. I did not care to. I made him stand and he quickly went to pull up his pants.

"Leave them there!" I told him.

He stopped and straightened.
 
"You know what you did is was wrong, don't you?" I asked.

"Yes," he said.

"'Yes Ma'am' when I'm talking to you like this. Got it?" I corrected him.

"Yes Ma'am," he said back almost instantly. Ha ha!

"You know what you did is wrong?" I repeated.
 
"Yes Ma'am," he said.

"Well you've been punished for it so enough said. But if you ever do that again, I'll not only tell Jen, but I'll be calling the cops. Do you understand?"

"Yes Ma'am," he said, standing there pathetically in his underpants and T-shirt, his red butt no doubt stinging behind.

"Pull up your pants and get upstairs," I told him. "We do not mention this to anybody."

He scampered up the stairs red faced with his hands clutched by his sides and no doubt a sore bottom. I never did tell him what I wanted on the Bbq.

I went back to the bathroom, finished the shower I had started and got ready to attend our Bbq. The recent events were just running through my head like mad! It was very hot for me.
 
 
When I arrived upstairs on the patio, I greeted our guests as if it was the first I'd seen of either of them that day. I shot Dan a few knowing smirks through the evening and he blushed every time.
 
It was a blast giving a man a real deserved punishment spanking. I don't know if Dan had any sexual thoughts about spanking before, or if he does now, but if he does, I'll bet he'll be thinking about this incident for a very long time to come. Regardless, during the spanking I think he was just absolutely mortified to be dealt with like that by me. It serves him right. I was not overly harsh. It was just the palm of my hand. But he was embarrassed to be spanked on his bare bottom by a woman for sure.

I hope all you blog readers got as much of a kick out of this incident as I did. I know this is real fantasy fodder for you boys, so that was one of the reasons why I decided to include the photos of me. I hope you enjoyed them also. I get a little wet and tingly knowing men will be stroking off to my body, so please don't disappoint and let me know how it goes!

Saturday, September 3

Stop the presses!!!

You will absolutely not believe what just happened! I just spanked an unwilling (but not undeserving) man!!! In our home, nothing at all to do with our kink, just a good old fashioned spanking! Just him and me, and nobody else the wiser (except I told my husband afterwards: he was actually very amused).

I won't get into it here. I need some time to write it up, and I'm away for the long weekend typing this on an iPad. But I will say that the offense in question involved a grown man we've known for years, and whom we invited into our home, peeping on me.


No, I'm not traumatized at all, and I knew exactly how to handle the situation. His guilt plus the fear he would be exposed for the dirty peeper he is was more than enough to make him comply. And, yes, I did have a blast (but did not let on - I was angry Julie all the way through). And yes, he did get a for-real spanking. And yes, I do feel fucking violated. And fucking vindicated. All at once.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not at all ashamed of my body, or bashful in the least, but this was without my permission. He is a bit of a puppy dog idiot, but still.

I choose to whom I display my body. That is not a prerogative this guy gets by any means. And you know what? Fuck him. If I'm going to display my body to any third party it's to you guys, the readers of my blog (as I have done on previous occasions). So for some perverse reason, partly exhibitionistic for sure, that is what will happen. Along with this upcoming blog post I will be posting some auto-timer photos of exactly what this creep got to see of me. It's my way of owning this. Don't try to talk me out of it!

Comments welcome.

Wednesday, August 31

Husband Swished!

I changed my mind (a woman's prerogative, I am told - certainly a Domme's!) and decided that I would give david his first swishing myself. Frankly, I was a bit pissed off that he seemed more scared of Mags' switchin' than of mine. I was determined to set that record straight.

I really drew it out for quite some. One evening I had him bring the switches we had collected,


and I had him sit his little bottom down at the kitchen table and clean them all off. Some did not survive the operation, but most did. We had some very thin whippy ones; some short thick ones; and some nice long ones.

As he sat there at the table with the paring knife peeling the switches that were to be used on his bottom, I teased him about how sore and marked up he would be after I had gotten done switching him. I made him put them back into the bathtub and let them soak for a few more days after he was done.

Just imagine getting your bottom whipped with those!!!

I did not let on as to when he would be switched, although I did tell him that I would be doing it myself, and that I intended to teach him whose switching he really needed to be worried about.

When it was finally time I announced out of the blue one evening, "time for your first switching honey!" with a very cheery voice (I was feeling cheery about it!)

I told him to undress to nude and to follow me to the bathtub where we had the switches soaking. I selected a good mix of five switches from the ten he had prepared. I swished them loudly through the air as I chose them, which made him blanch a little, standing there all naked for me and ready for his ordeal.

For his switching I chose to dress myself "country style".  I thought it suited.


He was, of course, buck naked.


I took him into the gym and layed him face down across his big exercise ball.


And then I started in. A good old-fashioned country switchin'.
swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish...
Oh My Gosh! Poor hubby!!! In soooo much pain.
swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish...
When one switch disintegrated I tossed it aside and picked up the next. We went through five in all.
swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish...
All over his ass, his legs, his crease, wrapping between his cheeks, around his flanks. Even his dancing testicles caught one or two with the lighter switch.
swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish...
He was crying out, kicking up his legs, squirming, begging for me to stop, please stop. One more switch to go...
swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish... swish...
That should do it!


Newfound respect. Whose yo Momma?

Monday, August 22

Gathering switches

We were at the lake and I thought it was high time david and I went out for a walk and gathered a good collection of spanking switches.


You might recall what happened to my husband's butt the last time we did this...

From Husband Severely Switched by Trainer

"Oh come on! No no no no no no" he said when I suggested it.

"Oh yes!"

We went out into the woods with a little paring knife for him. I did the selection. I told him which ones to cut and where. He cut them, stripped them, and handed them to me. I swished them in the air. Some broke right away, but others seemed much more durable. Those we kept. He even tried arguing with me over where to cut them, "no it's too thick there...", oh yes, right there is good, cut the flimsy end off. Let's just keep the nice straight thick part. But don't worry, I made him cut a bunch of thin whippy ones also as those hurt him most last time.

I kept him dressed the whole time. I carried the switches that passed muster. I swished them in the air and taunted him with how much these will hurt when his bare butt and legs gets switched up good. I told him that his trainer Mags would be doing the honours.

"Oh no PLEASE!" he begged. Mags did a number on his ass last time, truth.

"Yup," I said as I swished one viciously through the air, "I'm going to be telling her to go as hard and fast as she can and really tear up that ass of yours this time."

"Oh shit..." he said, resigned to his fate.

We brought the switches home and I have them soaking in the bathtub to keep them limber. Here they are for real.


Aren't they nice??? We have, what, eleven, I think? I'll get Mags to use up maybe six on him, the rest I'll keep for myself to use on him. That little girl is positively evil. She will mark him up badly. I trust her. There will be no mercy for him.

Cleaning lady is due to come tomorrow. What will she make of eleven switches soaking in the bathtub? I've put a note there already saying to please leave them soaking.

Can't wait to see the results this time!

Tuesday, August 16

Husband put back into his place

So, we were out with mixed friends and the men got a little rambunctious. There was Olympics on the TV at the bar, and the men seemed very interested in the female athletes, but for things other than their athletic abilities.


Many inappropriate comments made all around, with my david participating actively. I got him home, and I dealt with the situation.

I started by scolding him for his objectification of these incredible female athletes. I decided a little empathy training was in order. I had him strip and put him into a pair of panties and a silky negligee. I then took him across my knee and spanked his bottom with my hand. The negligee I flipped up, and the panties I pulled down for this operation. This was done in the living room before we even got upstairs.

In the bedroom I got out the implements. First came the paddle. Back across my knee he went and he got his little bare fanny toasted with that paddle. And I do mean toasted. Maybe even a little on the burnt side of toasted.

Next I put him face down on the bed, hips elevated. The ball gag went in, and his clothes came off.  I doubled up the leather belt and I gave that ass the whipping it had coming.

I love the loud CRACK the belt makes each time it strikes his ass-flesh. I made him stick his ass up high for the belt. I made him beg for the strap, not with his words, which the ball gag had very effectively taken away, but with his ass. Ass nice and high. Just like a little girl desperate for a fucking.


But he didn't get a fucking. Not yet anyways. He got a WHIPPING. A very strict belt whipping that severely punished those rear cheeks of his. Severely. The belt was not put down until I felt he had learned his lesson, and I was not in a very believing frame of mind.

As you can well imagine, the lesson did not end there. Oh no. I strapped on my dildo. I made my little bitch kneel at my feet and give me head. As his mouth got busy on my cock I teased him about what his male jerk friends would say if they could only see him now.


When I have him suck cock, I have him SUCK COCK. He was down on his knees for a good long time and I made sure he had a hard time of it. Deep throating was required, even if it took my hands on the back of his head to make sure it happened. Again and again and again.

Then it was back to the bed. Ass up high. you know what comes next.


Ride 'em, cowgirl! Right up the ass. Doggy style. Woof woof little doggy. Waggle that little tail for me. What's the matter, baby? It's only been five minutes of hard ass pounding. We're going for at least ten. I need to work up a sweat at least.

I pulled out, cleaned up, and then straddled his face.


I made him lick my pussy first until I had an orgasm. And then I made him lick out my asshole while I diddled my own clit until I came again. I like to really feel his tongue on and in my asshole. He needs to spread my cheeks and really get in there. I need his tongue to actually penetrate my asshole and wiggle around up there. And I need to feel it licking around my hole as well. Back and forth. up and down. Around and around. Lots of saliva. Nice and wet. And then diving back in again for a tongue fucking. Rinse and repeat. What would those friends say? What would they say about my little ass licker?


Owned!

Thursday, August 4

Skinny Dipping for One

At the lake this week on holiday. It's lovely here.


We have a couple up with us, Frank and Anne. They've been friends of ours since before we were married, and are about ten years older than us. They do not know anything at all about our kinky lifestyle.

We had just finished dinner, which included wine and some after dinner drinks. It was very hot out. The topic somehow got around to nude beaches, and david shared some of our experiences in St. Martin. Anne, our friend, asked if we ever skinny dipped in the lake. Of course we had, but not when it was still at all light out, and not with company around I remarked very pointedly. It was just dusk and while the light was fading, it was still there.

After one more drink Anne asked if anybody was up for a quick dip. Her husband was not, but david and I were in. But sticking with her husband, she decided not to after all. "We'll go skinny dipping!" said david. "We certainly WILL NOT," I said. I'm sure david was anxious to have a look at Anne's body, as she is in great shape.

We went to get out swimsuits on, david and I. He was in our bedroom first and was lying on the bed with a towel around his waist. Suspecting he had no swimsuit underneath I said, "you are NOT going skinny dipping!"

I got changed into my swimsuit and went to the bathroom. When I came back david had preceded me out the door, still with that towel around his waist, and headed down to the dock. I followed him. When he got there, he looked around furtively, quickly dropped the towel and dove in head first off our little diving board, butt ass naked!

I followed him in and we paddled around in there, treading water. I swam up to him and squeezed his cock and balls and asked if he was having fun. He said he very much was, thank you very much. He was a bit tipsy.

Just then, who comes walking down towards the dock but Anne! She had her one piece swimsuit and towel and said, "It's just too hot out, I had to."

"Now what are you going to do?" I asked david with a giggle under my voice. He had not counted on this. Anne did not know he was naked beneath the water. A rather embarrassing situation for him, swimming around nude with two clothed females.


Anne lowered herself in off the dock ladder and swam to us. I decided I had better tell Anne what was going on.

"Be warned," I told her, "Little Mister exhibitionist here decided to go skinny dipping despite what I said."

"Oh my," she said in mock disapproval, "how naughty!" But she stayed in swimming with us.

After a few more minutes Anne declared that she thought she should go back to the cottage.

"Us too," I said, including david. "Why don't you get out first, sweetie," I told him, "while we watch."

"Ha ha!" laughed Anne.

"I'd rather not," said david, sounding very embarrassed.  Despite everything we've done together, each new situation and new group of people were different. We had never had this kind of relationship with Anne and Frank at all, and so this was brand new.

"No, I insist," I added. I pitched my voice so that david knew we were now getting into scening territory. He was being scened in front of Anne.

"Do it!" said Anne.

david swam to the dock ladder and quickly hauled himself out, his bare white ass gleaming in the twilight. He grabbed his towel and put it around his waist.

"Yay!" said Anne, having seen david's bare butt for the first time ever.

"Wait for us up there," I said, letting him know I was not quite done with him yet.

Anne and I got out and dried off.

"Now what's this disobeying me about skinny dipping?" I asked him in front of Anne. "And look what happens, Anne had to see your bare butt. What am I going to do with you? Any suggestions, Anne?"

"Hmmmm," she pondered, "how about no swimsuit for him the rest of the week?"

"Oh my, my Mom would love that!" I said. "No, I think we need to deal with this now. What kind of punishment is suitable for naughty naked little boys?" I asked Anne.

"Ooh! Are you going to spank his ass?" She asked.

"Well, if he's going to behave like a naughty little boy I'm going to have to treat him like one..."

With that, I went over to our little diving board and put one leg up on it. "Bend over my knee," I told him. "Drop the towel," I added.

david looked very sheepish indeed. He came over to me. I flipped the towel off him.

"Oh Gosh!" he said as his front side became exposed to Anne who clapped her hands in glee.

I bent him a little over my knee, him still standing, and gave him just two good smacks, one to each cheek, and then told him to cover himself up again for goodness sake! "Back to the cottage," I told him and he scampered off.  "In the bedroom!" I yelled after him.

Anne and I giggled about david's skinny dipping and "spanking". "That'll learn him," I said.

"I'm not so sure about that," said Anne, "he seemed a little, ahem, excited to be across your knee like that getting his bum smacked. Maybe you can use that tonight," she added mischievously.

Oh my! Anne had seen his erection. How humiliating for him. How ever would he face her at breakfast next morning???