Thursday, July 19

Husband Spanked in front of Feminist Lesbians! (part 3)

[Continued from Part 2]


After that epic scolding and his "sentencing" to a spanking across my knee, david scooted shamefacedly (and red faced from his slapping!) upstairs to undress while the ladies and I debriefed a bit.

Before very long he came back down but did not enter the living room. I could see out of the corner of my eye that he was bare except for his underpants. He was wearing his tighty whiteys, of course.


How foolish he looked! He sort of faced the wall just outside the living room, head lowered submissively, hunched over with his hands in front of his crotch, waiting for my instruction to enter. I am sure he needed to work up a bit of courage before walking right into the living room where we were all seated!

I ignored him for a while and carried on a conversation with my guests, speaking about him as if he were not right there hearing us.

I think it was Beverly who asked if the grounding punishment was part of his kink as well. I told her it wasn't, but that being treated like a child and dominated by a maternal figure certainly was, and a good "grounding" was a good way to elicit that feel.

They asked if the grounding was for real?

Absolutely! I answered. If we don't go through with the punishments, the dynamic wouldn't be as strong during the next scene (I'm sure david groaned at that - usually I am not serious about these sorts of more extended punishments - would I be this time?).

I imagined it would be deliciously humiliating for him to be talked about in these terms as if he was not even there. Especially so knowing that he would momentarily be called into the living room to stand there in front of these smirking and superior ladies in nothing but his childish underpants.


And on top of this knowing that his next destination would be across his strict wife's knee for a stark demonstration of female authority forcibly visited across his backside, witnessed by all. Is this not a nightmare come true?

I then "noticed" david there. I called him in and placed him straight in the center of the living room and had him stand there as I moved his spanking chair into place. I allowed him to stay hunched over with his hands in front of his underpants, attempting to hide his erection. (Soon enough. I thought to myself, soon enough).

I asked david if he was ashamed of himself for having to go across my knee in just his underpants for a spanking in front of our guests? He groaned that he was.

The ladies could barely conceal wide grins, though they were trying to, to keep it "serious" I guess. I saw Joyce bring her hand to her mouth as the corners of her mouth turned up.

I walked over to the drawer in the living room, opened it, and pulled out the large wooden hairbrush as david watched my every move.

"Ohhh no... please!" he begged as he saw me pull out the hairbrush. It was my heavy wooden paddle-shaped hairbrush that can really blister a boy's bum.

The actual implement itself.

I sat on the chair and put the hairbrush down on the floor to my right. "Across my knee," I said to david. He took mincing steps over, still looking highly embarrassed. He took a quick and furtive look around the room, confirming that indeed his "worst nightmare" was being played out: he was the center of attention and he was about to be spanked like a child across his wife's knee while three other women looked on.

He draped himself over my lap, moving his hands from his crotch to the carpet in front of him as he did so. I could feel his hard erection poking into my thighs. His head was down almost touching the carpet. His toes touched the floor lightly on the other side, pigeon-toed in a bit.

I decided I would start with my hand. Over the years I have developed quite a devastating hand attack. I hold my hand rigid and almost flat (a very slight cup only) with the fingers and thumb together reinforcing one another. I twist my upper body to wrap my left arm around his waist and hips. This turns my spanking shoulder away from him and frees me up to use full arm swings from above my head adding a little whiplash snap through my lower arm and wrist. I can't do too many in a row like this, but thought I would demonstrate the ability of a woman to punish a man using only her hand.

I pulled his undies up a bit at the waist to tighten the material on his buns while exposing a hint of cheek below. I then lifted my arm and smacked down on his cheeks, alternating between them. Each one got a satisfying little yelp from david, even through his undies, and even with just my hand. There was a great cracking noise on each slap as well. I stuck it out for a full slow measure of twenty of these.

"This is useless," I said in frustration, "I can't see what I'm doing.  And besides, for lying to me I think he deserves to be spanked on his bare bottom. The childish embarrassment of having his underpants taken down in front of you ladies will knock him down a peg and teach him a lesson in humility he won't soon forget. Ladies, do you mind if I strip him bare naked for the rest of this?"

"no no please!" said david as his right hand scrabbled backwards to grab the waistband of his undies ostensibly to try to prevent me from taking them down. This was david bratting again.

"Take your hand away!" I ordered him.

"Nooo! Please!" he begged again.

I grabbed his wrist roughly and pulled it off his undies, hammer-locking it behind his back.

"Ladies? Do you mind?" I asked again, my hand poised grabbing the waistband of his undies in my fist, preparing to lower them if given the word.

[Continued in Part 4]

30 comments:

  1. Mmm, the excitement of the big reveal!
    What funny creatures we primates are. So excited to see someone’s backside or so humiliated to have ours involuntarily exposed.
    Never mind that backsides only come in two styles.
    We’re thrilled with the exposure, and the dominance/ submission displayed in the act of smacking the ass and exposing the asshole and genitals.
    Tomas

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    1. Yes indeed. I would sit and happily watch anybody being spanked!

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  2. Wow, I would do any thing to have such a hard hand spanking from a beautiful Lady, my lady always uses the hair brush, or if she wants to intensify the humiliation , she takes off her slipper and and uses it for my spanking.

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    1. That hairbrush won't be sitting on the ground forever...

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  3. Oh gawds did u have to stop right there?

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    1. Patience, young lady. Patience.

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  4. Liked the touch of ignoring his entry until you 'happened' to notice him. Did he not even venture a slight cough?The hand-spanking remained on the borderline between erotic play and discipline, but the dramatic unveiling(no comments from spectators?) of the not-quite virgin canvas and the placement of the wickid-looking ebony(?) hairbrush leave no doubt we are about to cross into full-spectrum dominance territory with no prisoners being taken.

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    1. I think you have an acute awareness of where this is heading...

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  5. I can almost feel David's embarrassment and his desire to have everyone see him bare. I can only imagine how I would feel if Robyn were to do that to me. It would be a love/hate experience.
    archedone

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    1. That's the paradox, isn't it? The embarrassment is real enough that part of you would not want it happen, but the arousal resulting from that embarrassment is powerful enough that another part of you would want it to happen. You can't have the positive without the negative.

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    2. Such a paradox. I've experienced it myself as well.

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  6. Hello miss Julie,

    We own a hairbrush that looks pretty much the same as the one you used. It stings really hard, I know.

    Best wishes,

    Marco (from Lindsay).

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  7. Holy humiliation Batman!

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  8. Wow, you are a master (mistress?) dramaturge, Julie! I love the way you get the witnesses to participate in David’s humiliation by asking for their “permission” to take his underpants down. David’s begging to be spared that embarrassment would make it all the more exciting for the women to exercise their power by granting you permission. Reminds me of a spanking fantasy I have played many time in my mind. I’m 14 years old and I’m about be be spanked in front of my sister and her friends for constantly annoying them during their slumber party. My mom paddles me over her knee in front of the girls with my pajama bottoms up. That is already intensely humiliating. She then stops and, holding me in place across her knees, tells the girls that naughty boys are most effectively spanked with their bottoms bared but that she would understand if any of the girls are uncomfortable with that. She then asks the each of my sister’s friends one by one if they “mind” her taking my pajama bottoms down for the remainder of the spanking. I am always 14 years old in that fantasy. I wonder if David feels like a shy pubescent boy at that point in your scene?

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    1. Had to look up "dramaturge" to make sure it's a real word (it is!).

      I can't imagine any slumber party girls worth their salt not "grudgingly" agreeing that bare bottom is best.

      Yes, I think david felt about 14 years old. I mean scolded, grounded, and spanked? NOT a very adult thing.

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  9. Hello Strict Julie, wow, you have a way to build up. I am sure david knew it was going to be bare for the spanking eventually. You are keeping us readers in a proper suspense.
    Pie pie 4 now
    Pieclown

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    1. How suspenseful can it be? You just KNOW those underpants are coming down, don't you?

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  10. Where did you find a heavy paddle hairbrush? So far, we haveh't found anything with weight. Of course we have lots of paddles, but there is something symbolic about a hairbrush.

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    1. We have several to choose from. david makes a fetish of looking for hairbrushes in every vaguely suitable store we go into. It's funny in the drugstore. If I lose him, I always know where to find him! And don't get me going about kitchenware stores! I think this was a drugstore hairbrush. Rare that they are out of a heavier wood, I agree.

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    2. Try IKEA kitchen stuff, they have small wooden cutting board with handle, it is good spanking big bottoms

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    3. Yes! I've caught him staring at those things at Ikea as well.

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  11. Grounding David from his car was a nice touch. In a way it is more embarrassing than the spanking. The witnesses could figure that the spanking isn't real punishment but rather the gratification of David's spanking kink. Taking away his keys makes your authority real.

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    1. Exactly! That's why I did it. If not more humiliating, then at least puts him into a totally humiliated state that his spanking only adds to.

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  12. Joyce seem to be really intrested and enjoy watching everything even if have cover hand with mouth while watching you punished your naughty husband david with good spanking seem like was real punishment spanking as well i can tell you dont like being lied too either

    do you think they were shock how hard you could spanked and how much david can take from your spankings? wonder how they really was feeling or thinking during whole thing

    seem like david really was embrassed to be over your lap to be punish doubt wouldnt be this bad if done in private

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    1. You're right mike. I felt I had to impress these women. They were new to the spanking scene, so did not have much of a gauge of how hard I was actually going. I was surprised how little sympathy they showed for david, though.

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  13. This just gets better and better Julie, Ma'am. The waiting outside the room prior to punishment, getting called in, the scolding, the pleading are all a massive part of my own public spanking fantasies. Your David is such a very lucky man! Best wishes and red bottoms, Richard

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