Tuesday, September 11

Husband Soundly Strapped

I delivered a very severe strapping to my husband on Saturday. I enjoyed it immensely.


He was reading the newspaper and sipping his coffee in the kitchen, I came downstairs with the strap in hand. I put it down in front of him and said with a cheerful attitude and a smile, "I think you need some discipline today."

"Why? What did I do???" he asked me.

"Nothing at all," I answered. "I just feel like you're in need of some disciplinary attention from your wife today. Don't you agree?"

"yes ma'am," he responded. So docile.

I handed him the strap. "As soon as you're finished with your coffee," I said, "get the leather conditioner out and give that strap a good going over. I want it nice and moist and supple for your ass and thighs. You get it right after you're done, and it's going to be a scorcher, so be prepared."

"yes ma'am."

"After your spanking, we're going for a nice long bike ride. About 50k today I think."

"Ohhhh..." he said, concerned about the state of his hindquarters on that bicycle. He has a nice hard seat on that racing bike, and I would be sure to get right in there where the contact was greatest. Poor baby.

I left him and went about my business. I was doing some low-carb baking (I make a terrific bread-like thing from mainly flax seeds) so I could keep an eye on him from the kitchen.

After his coffee he went upstairs and quickly pulled on his jeans and a T-shirt. He went outside to the garage (where he keeps the leather conditioner that he uses on the car seats), and brought it back in. He laid out some newspaper and rags at the kitchen work area. He put the strap and the leather conditioner down and sat in front of it.


The leather conditioner is a thick cream-coloured lotion. The directions say,
"Rub Leather Care Cream Conditioner into the leather with your bare hands as you would skin lotion. A cloth absorbs too much and wastes product. Allow to penetrate for several minutes. Buff dry with a soft, clean cloth."
He squirted out the thick cream onto his fingers and began massaging it into the strap. It's a twin-tailed doubled-up leather tawse that's 18" long, 1½" wide, and just under ½" thick (the doubled layers together). It feels heavy in the hand, and is known to be capable of seriously tearing up my husband's hindquarters.

"You get that nice and moist and supple, now," I called out to him cheerily as he massaged the cream in with his fingers. "Nothing but the best for my husband's ass!"

He groaned in response. He was looking a bit nervous. I wondered what was going through his head as he fondled that heavy leather strap knowing that it would soon be used to sizzle his rump and literally bring him to tears like a big baby. The weight of the strap. It getting more and more supple and heavier with the moisture as he worked. Shinier. Bringing out the smell of the leather.

He called over to me to let me know it was done. I walked over to him and picked up the strap. It looked cleaner and shinier than it had been before. I held it up to my nose and sniffed it along its length. I touched it, it felt more supple in my hands. The handle end felt a bit greasy though.

"Hold out your left palm," I told him. He did so. I choked down on the strap a bit. I laid the tips on his outstretched palm. I brought it down gently once, then twice, then three times, measuring the distance and speed I would need. I let it rest in his palm for a couple of seconds. Then I brought it up and brought it back down hard onto his open palm. He shrieked in pain and snatched his hand away squeezing it between his legs. "Other hand," I said. He held out his other hand very reluctantly and grimaced as he held it there.


I lined it up again, took a couple of practise taps, and then brought it up and straight back down with a CRACK onto his open palm. He again cried out and clutched his hand between his legs.

I placed the tawse back down on the table and said, "give it two more applications. No more on the handle end."

"yes ma'am," he said and got back to work using his sore hands. I noticed they were shaking a bit as he applied the cream a second time.

"You'll have two more coming to each palm after your done, and then we'll start in on your backside," I told him as I went back to my baking. I wanted him to get to know the strap intimately as his object of correction. The initial hand strapping focused his mind.

Why, really, was I doing this?

I know that he needs my undivided attention from time to time, and it had been too long since his last seriously severe spanking. The last one he got was almost two months ago in front of my sister and her two friends, and while it was a decent hairbrushing, it was over quickly, and I held back considerably for fear of spooking our guests. It was nowhere near his limits, but the humiliation factor and novelty certainly made up for it. In fact, the most recent good spanking since then was delivered to my butt, with my sister again involved, and David took a Dommy role in that. So tables definitely needed turning, and my man needed some quality alone time with his wife for a good looking after.

As well, it's not everyday he gets a really hard strapping. In fact, my most popular blog post is Beating your man properly, with over 120,000 page views to-date (next highest is only 80,000).


But it's been a dog's age since I've really given him a proper seeing to, and he really needs it from time to time. He simultaneously does not want yet craves these events. I need to keep him satisfied. And I thought some alone time with me, where we could rekindle and reinforce our 1-1 disciplinary relationship, was sorely needed.

So that was why I was whistling away happily in the kitchen doing my baking while he worked away at moisturising and conditioning the heavy leather spanking strap.

A little while later he came up to me and said, "I think it's pretty good now," and handed me my strap. I ran it through my fingers. It had a shiny glean and was definitely even heavier and more supple than before. I slapped it against my own palm, "this is going to really hurt," I told him. He looked nervous and worried, but I could see he had a hard-on under his jeans. "Go upstairs, undress, and sit quietly on the side of the bed and wait for me. No screens. You wait quietly there for me and think about what's coming."

I took my time. I wanted to give him plenty of time to get naked, use the toilet, and sit quietly on the side of the bed and contemplate, awaiting my footsteps up the stairs. He needed to really think about and focus on what was coming his way.

When I believed the time was right, I went up the stairs and stepped into the room holding the tawse. He was sitting there bare naked by the side of the bed. His back was hunched and his hands were folded over his crotch.

I made him move his hands. He had a raging erection. I tickled his penis with the end of the strap and teased him about his erection, "you're obviously excited to get your strapping," I told him. "I'd have thought you'd have been more scared than excited," I said as I softly caressed the fronts of his thighs and his genitals with the strap.

"Do you want a warm-up before your strapping?" I asked him.

"yes please, ma'am," he said.

I tossed the strap down on the floor, exactly underneath where I intended his head to be. I reached into the bedside drawer and pulled out a hairbrush. I indicated that he should stand. I then took his place seated on the side of the bed and brought him over my knee. He could definitely see the strap lying there on the carpet, poised and ready.

I put the hairbrush aside and started in with my hand. I could feel his hard erection poking into me. That's nice, that's the way I like him.


I thoroughly covered his butt all over and down the backs of his thighs as well. By the time I was done, he was a uniform pink colour all over his butt and thighs.

I then picked up the hairbrush. I continued where I left off with my hand, going easy on him at first but then increasing the intensity.


This created some mild distress in him. I could tell by his wriggles and ouches. Again I covered his butt and high thighs uniformly, bringing them up evenly from a hot pink to a light red. As I was finishing him up, he looked like he had a sunburn on his butt and legs.

I kept him across my lap, staring at the strap, fondled his ass and genitals, and told him, "ask me for your strapping, now."


"Please, ma'am," he said, "would you please give me my strapping."

"Ask for it to be a very, very hard strapping," I said.

"Ohhhh... please ma'am, would you please give me a very, very hard strapping."

Ahhhh! Music to my ears. Ask and he shall receive.

"Ask me to please not spare your thighs," I continued. I was just teasing him now. My cat to his mouse.

"ohhh no... ohhh... oh please strap my butt and my thighs, ma'am."

"Until they're both bruised and blistered?" I asked. I wasn't sure how much I would actually blister him, but light bruising at least was sorta' a given.

"yes ma'am, until they're bruised and blistered, badly," he said submissively. He added the "badly" part himself. Yumm!

"Shall I strap your palms first, like I promised downstairs?" I asked him.

"No thank you Ma'am, that's ok, really..." Poor baby. He was not just kidding around.

"Oh, baby, that's the wrong answer," I told him, sounding very disappointed in him. "Now I'm going to have to double it. Come on," I said, swatting his butt, "stand up and take your medicine."

He stood up. He is completely naked and I am completely clothed. "Hold out your right hand," I told him. He did so, holding out his palm for punishment like a naughty schoolgirl, bracing himself for the worst.


"Don't move out of position or I add extras," I warned him. I lined up the strap and brought it down with a crack onto the center of his palm. He cried out a little and grimaced in pain. His left hand shot out to support his right at the wrist, steadying it so that he would not be as tempted to move it. That was two in total to that palm. I gave him four more before I was done. He was crying out and his palm was literally shaking before the last stroke, but he took it bravely.

"Other hand," I told him, giving him no respite. I could see him gritting his teeth and the tears starting to form in his eyes. But he held out his other palm for me.


I started in on the other palm. After even the very first he cried out again and started shaking anew. If you've never experienced this type of punishment, it is excruciating.

Remember, he is standing there completely nude, holding out his palm for me. There is sweat rolling down his body and his knees are literally shaking. His penis has gone soft many strokes ago. It just dangles there and jiggles impotently as I resume his palm smacking. I finish off the complete set of six to that palm. As soon as I am done he pulls back his hands and buries them into his underarms, squeezing them tight. This must be very instinctual.

"Hands out," I tell him.

"noooooo," he wails, fearing more. But he pulls both hands out and presents them to me palm up. His palms are definitely red!

I get a short length of nylon rope out from the bedside drawer (I mean, who doesn't have short lengths of nylon rope in their bedroom drawers?). I have him turn his hands so his palms are facing inwards and I quickly and expertly bind his wrists together in front of him. I can do it so that he definitely will not break away, but it's not so tight as to cut off his circulation or cause (undue) discomfort.


"Kneel," I tell him. He obeys. I go back into the bedside drawer and pull out his ball gag and approach him with it.


"I'm going to tie you up and gag you, sweetheart, so you won't be tempted to squirm away, cover up, or cry out for mercy. You have no say," I added.

"yes ma'am," he said.

"And there you went and said something," I said with a smile, "that's why you're getting the gag. You have no say." With that, I fastened the ball gag into his mouth and around the back of his head tightly. You need to tighten it more than you think because it will slip a bit and his mouth will relax over time and open wider, and you need it to still be snug once that happens. I tightened it down a little extra for his impertinence.


The ball gag can be quite a challenge during an intense strapping. First of all, it makes it more difficult to breathe. His breathing is confined mostly to his nose, especially as he starts to salivate freely, and that can induce a little panic. As well, he is acutely aware that he cannot make himself understood (but if he starts blurting "RED RED" I can still hear that through his gag, we tested that a long time ago). So you need to be super sensitive as a top and understand your bottom's bodily reactions and be very experienced with them.
Public Service Announcement: Gagging and binding for a serious strapping is not recommended for beginners, or for couples who are new to one another!
I then piled three large pillows onto the middle of the bed near the left-hand side. I had him get up onto the bed and then drape himself over the pillows. I made him put his bound hands under the pillows so he was lying on top of them. I then got another short length of rope and used it to bind his ankles together.


Finally, I retrieved our many-holed belt out of the bedside drawer.


That went around his thighs, just above his knees. Before tightening it, first I tucked his junk well out of the way, then I tightened it down very hard so that it would not pop out for a reappearance at any time, and to keep him effectively immobile and completely controllable with my one free hand.

He was properly trussed up and ready for his whipping.

Mostly I don't bother binding and gagging him like this. I mean, he is as good as gold and does not get out of position no matter what anyways. But the bonds and the gag make it so that he literally can't. It renders him under my complete mercy, and he is acutely aware of this at a deep, visceral (not even intellectual) level. He will lie there and take it for as long and as hard as I choose to dish it out. A frightful thought as I am no shrinking violet with the strap and do have a definite sadistic streak where his (fully consensual) suffering really does turn me on something fierce. I always have to watch that, but today I was letting my inner sadist loose, baby!

Oh man. Did I ever give him a STRAPPING!

His time for warming up was over. Every stroke was designed to bring pain. If one was lighter than another, it was only to allow him a brief respite before the next crushing stroke of the strap. I didn't want to break him, I just wanted him at the very edges of his limits.

As usual, I confined the very hardest strokes to his "spank spots". In the photo below, that is the upper half of the indicated rectangle. On these strokes the tip always landed somewhere in there, and just above the crease. Wrap around into his crack was ok as his cheeks were tightly held together by the belt. I never wrap around to his flanks on these strokes. The upper indicated area is where God intended for the most extreme strokes of the strap to go. He has the most layers of fat and muscle protecting him, the skin is thick, but all the nerve endings are hanging out right out there near the surface to be punished and abused at my discretion.


The next hardest strokes were aimed at the lower half of the indicated rectangle, at the tops of his thighs just underneath the crease. This is a pretty decent area as well, though you do need to hold back somewhat as thetr are nerves in and around there that could be damaged if too brutal. Yet what is lost in force of the strike is more than made up for in impact to poor hubby. I also delivered other strokes more to his upper butt, and some wrap-around, and down his legs and even to his calves (avoiding his knees and ankles of course), but these were very light by comparison. No, the main strapping was his lower butt cheeks nearest the crease and the crack, but of course with lots of collateral damage to all his hindquarters.


What was his reaction? Well, he was already in considerable pain from the hand strapping, and being bound and gagged and bent over increased his discomfort further. The strap caused him to cry out in pain on practically every last stroke. Contrary to popular belief, the ball gag does not quiet him, it just makes it so that his words are unintelligible. So he made very inhuman sounding grunts and cries as he was strapped. And of course, the more he does of this, the more difficult it is for him to breathe freely. So from beginning to end it was a major struggle for him.

At the start of his strapping he reacted more, shaking his butt what little he could and screaming out more. The sweat was pouring down him, everywhere. His eyes were tearing. He smelled scared. As we proceeded past the first hundred he became more docile, more accepting of his fate. He moved less with each stroke and his sounds had less the quality of a scream, and more the quality of a pitiful sort of whelping, the sound I imagine a beaten dog would make. By the time I was done, maybe a couple of hundred total, his ass and thighs were well and truly marked and bruised. Epic.

What was my reaction? This is where I find I differ from many women, and have more in common with a professional Dominatrix such as Mistress Violet. I can literally enjoy his pain and take satisfaction from inflicting it. Many women cannot bring themselves to do this, and I certainly understand. Not me.

The first part is all intellectual. It is all about engineering the setup and the anticipation for him. I am playing a role. Even the first spankings were more along the lines of preparation, and I executed them well and competently to ensure his butt was warmed up for what was to come. The first real twinges of sadism emerged as I strapped his hands. I could tell he was in real pain. It excited me. Then it was back to being "professional" as I prepared him for his strapping.

Once he was all trussed up and ready to be whipped, and I brought the strap down on his ass for the first time, really really hard, and he screamed into his ball gag. Well I honestly wet my panties at that moment. You see, this is the difference. Do you truly enjoy doing this, or do you just do it because he wants it? david tells me I go a bit "glassy eyed" when I really get into beating him. I don't want to stop, I don't even want to give him any sort of a break; but I do, with some lighter strokes, because I know I need to in order to keep under his limits, but I don't want to.

Eventually I pull myself out of my trance. I notice his ass is a mess! I'm aching to give him more, but intellectually I know we are done. I feel sort of transcendent as I come back down to earth. I was in a complete "flow state".

After I stop, he is just continuously mewling into his ball gag. I untie the belt around his thighs. I pull out his cock and balls and haul them back between his legs. I refasten the thigh strap to keep them there. His junk is totally limp.

I get the lube from the drawer, and a dildo. I lube his asshole and the dildo and I shove it in quickly and deeply. He yells out again into his gag. I dribble the lube down his cock and balls and start rubbing him. I fuck him with the dildo with one hand while I rub his junk with the other. Not satisfied with just the beating, I need to own him completely. I am rough with him. He hardens. I leave the dildo in to the hilt and continue rubbing his cock as I squeeze and scratch his beaten up ass which makes him cry out anew into his gag. Before very long at all, he shakes and spews his seed out onto the backs of his thighs. I scoop up his sperm and massage it gently into his beaten up ass cheeks and high thighs. His "lotion".

I pull his legs to the side of the bed (he's heavy!) and onto the ground. His chest is still on the bed. He's still bound and gagged and with a dildo up his ass, his spent cock and balls locked behind him, and his own ejaculate all over his ass and thighs. I get him to put his hands up above his head and I untie them enough that he ought to be able to do the rest himself.

"Untie yourself, get that cock out of your butt, and shower up. I'll give you an hour and then we're cycling," I tell him. "No complaints!" I say, anticipating him, as I smack his wet and sticky ass. I leave him there like that.

An hour later he comes down the stairs, walking funny. He has on his tight cycling shorts and jersey.

"Very good!" I tell him. "A bit sore?" I ask.

"Oh Yes."

"Pump up the tires and do whatever to the bikes. I'll change and be down in a jiffy." I run up and get myself changed as well, and come back down.

"Let's see the damage, champ," I tell him.

He pouts, turn around to face away from me, and gingerly lowers his cycling shorts. He has nothing on underneath, of course (they are padded though). Deep red, purple and black abounds. I did a number on him.

"Nice," I say. "That'll keep you up off your seat."

We go off for a big cycle, all the way from uptown down to the lake, out to the spit, and then back home again. About 50km all told.


"How's your ass?" I keep asking him throughout.

"Hurts like hell!" he says.

But he's tough. He's a "man". He can take it. Ha ha!

Nice ride.

138 comments:

  1. Wow, what a spanking festival.

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  2. 'It's going to be a scorcher'... oooh yes ma'am!
    I think you need to leave a 5* review on the website of the leather conditioner company to let them know how useful you found their product :D

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  3. Nice work! Low carb baking? Guess you’re not a right wing climate change denier after all. Southern Fox News loving gals only eat grits. Mr D

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    1. Just trying to watch my figure!

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    2. So ground flax seed rather than flax seeds added to wheat or flour?We know how you get a rise out of david and your readers, butdo you have a flax -based sourdough or use yeast?(want to act out the story properly).

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    3. No wheat or flour and no yeast!
      It's yummy and healthy.

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  4. A very exciting description! You discipline your husband much more severely than my girlfriend does me, but if you are both happy with it, that is fine.

    I like your response when he asked "What did I do?" - "Nothing at all," I answered. "I just feel like you're in need of some disciplinary attention from your wife today. Don't you agree?"

    Of course he agreed! We submissive males accept that our wives and girlfriends have the right to spank our bottoms whenever they feel like it.

    I also like your warning. "Public Service Announcement: Gagging and binding for a serious strapping is not recommended for beginners, or for couples who are new to one another!"

    That is very responsible. It is better to begin with milder discipline. When my partner first started to spank me, she just used her hand. She has become stricter with time (although not as strict as you!) and on occasion she has paddled me so hard that I couldn't sit down for the next few hours.

    By the way, I was amused by your question: "Who doesn't have short lengths of nylon rope in their bedroom drawers?" We certainly do! She has never used it when spanking me, but she does find it useful to securely tie me to the bed sometimes.

    Thanks a lot for your blog and all the best for the future, richard.


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    1. Thank you richard, good comment.
      Sounds like your paddlings are intense enough!

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  5. Wow, an amazing post!! You are QUITE the sadist!! I don't know whether to envy or pity David - a bit of both, I suppose. I've had a hand strapping once, and you're right to call it excruciating.

    Out of curiosity - have you ever strapped or caned his feet? I've had that, too, and it's even worse than on hands - an incredibly sharp pain on impact, that quickly gets worse and makes your whole body tremble as it radiates out to all the MANY nerves in the foot until it finally registers in the brain.

    -T.

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    1. Whoops - I meant david - dang auto correct...

      -T.

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    2. Not seriously on the feet. Will have to try it out.

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  6. Is this your real strap in the photo Julie?

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  7. Great photos. Best ever.

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    1. Is this you sitting in the first photo?

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    2. It is. From a few years ago. It's the same strap, the fishnets are long gone unfortunately!

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  8. Glad to see you're making him suffer for all the submissive thoughts you have been expressing lately,damn him.Weren't his hands too swollen to grip the handlebars and brakes properly or was he allowed gloves?
    The ass -strapping is exactly many of us here need on a regular basis and I can imagine his feelings of exhileration afterwards for having such an uncompromisingly understanding wife.Your punishment last spring will ensure the bikes are well-serviced in readiness for the next US invasion and oil cut-off.

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    1. He has gloves. His hands were a bit sore, but his ass much more so!

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  9. OMG!!!! Julie, your narrative excites me (literally), but I imagine that, too, would diminish as did david's with your "scorching" attention. A nice picture to imagine and experience (?).

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  10. Julie

    Thanks again for another awesome post. We are so fortunate that you share with us

    A few things come to mind. Loved the ball gag but I love a panty gag where my wife gives me the panty cocktail by soaking them with pee. I love smelling swallowing anything to do with her essence. Don’t get me started on well worn stockings.


    Love the CFNM aspect. Totally reaffirms who is boss. I get more turned on that you are fully dressed.... pants of course


    The lotion prep on the belt is total foreplay and puts us right into sub space. Last Sunday morning I had to earn the right to be spanked by cleaning out and washing the fridge (in panties naturally). While my wife had coffee on the couch

    Your description of the power exchange was spot on. It has to be a real rush to strap that hard knowing it’s painful and knowing despite that we me/David not only want it but need it.

    The aftermath with the violation of his ass and him being helpless to do nothing but come on himself shows his total humiliation is complete

    Leaving him to clean himself up and reflect is great as my wife does that to me as well “look at the mess u made sissy, clean this up right now! Don’t make me get the cane out”

    Him having to show u his ass coupled with the bike ride was just icing on the Sunday

    Last thing. He so owes you a night with him between your thighs servicing you to as many orgasms as you see fit. You with a glass of wine in your hand and a good girly movie on the tube. He gets no release of course

    Bravo Julie for you are a treasure

    Sgirard

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    1. Thank you for the comment.
      The most unexpectedly Dommy was indeed when I made him take down his bike shorts! It’s the little things...

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  11. My wife's go to instrument is a hardwood paddle made by her sorority "little sister" or a long handled bath brush. Both are fearsome. But she also has a strap exactly like you illustrate ( technically a tawse I think) She only uses that for the most serious misbehavior and it is a game changer for me. Some of it may be that I was "strapped" at home ( never had a hairbrush spanking) and some psychology is working but there is just something about that relentless strap revisiting my bare bum over and over that puts me in a submissive zone. Reading about your own mental reaction to wielding it makes me wonder if my wife doesn't experience something of the same.I have been caned so I know what pain is but the cane is nothing compared to that strap
    Stewart

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  12. Ms SJ:

    I/we love the strap. Except for the occasional errant blow, it comes close to maximum intensity without going beyond into the world of unfun pain.

    We have two straps - one regular size and a smaller one that is a bit less intense. Irene's other favorite is a long riding crop that give her enough control to spank my balls while I am licking her pussy in a reverse cowgirl position. Our other principal implement is a switch, but they dry out so they need to be replaced and are hard to find in our area this late in the year.

    I am usually tied down during any good whipping and often blindfolded. So I don't know what is going to come across my bottom ahead of time.

    I confessed to Irene that I have been naughty this morning and hope I will soon get the discipline I crave so badly.

    - Rosco

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    1. I too enjoy switches when they are “in season”.

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  13. I would have made him do the 50kms with a dildo up the ass. You are too liberal.

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    1. People keep stealing my comfortable saddle from my bike, butI've had to ride standing on the pedals rather than impale myself on the metaltube. Perhaps there is a market for some kind of adaption.

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    2. Sounds like a good prank!
      Replace a stranger's seat with a "dildo seat" and capture the reaction on youtube.

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  14. Miss Julie - another great session! I love being tied up for a spanking. It so plays with my head. And, consistent with the last CDD post, asking for it, or being made to ask for it, is such a turn on. Pushed a LOT of buttons this time, didn’t you? For you, David, and us!

    But what I especially liked was the description of your reaction to whipping David’s ass. We all know there is a Sub space pouring endorphins into us subbies as we get spanked, but who knew there’s also a Dom space that literally makes you come!?!

    Thanks for a great scene so expertly portrayed. TL

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    1. Did not "literally" cum, just got a bit squishy and tingly down there.

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  15. Julie, do you know any blog similar to yours, but with more (or even focused on) Adult Baby contente? Can you indicate to us?

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    1. I am not aware of such, although I am sure they are out there. Keep googling!

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  16. Mistress Julie you are the queen and I would give almost anything g to be one of your subjects. I crave being strapped like this but as you say most women cannot do as you do. My wife will spank me but not as hard as I would like. I want it so much I even enjoy some cbt. Please keep Sharing with us it really excites me. Thank you

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    1. Will do!
      Yes, regardless of how willing and able, some people will just not be comfortable going as hard as you may like. Perhaps ask her to take you to a professional?

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    2. I have talked with her it but she is not willing so far. I have read and talked about Ms. Marston in NYC may just go on my own one day.

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  17. My wife usually tells me you won't be able to sit for a week.
    One time she was really pissed off, so she told me, you will wish you were born without a bottom

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  18. Julie,
    It kind of reminds me of those times my wife and I watch a romantic picture. There’s nothing wrong with it at all, but I become painfully aware of my chastity device if the picture is in any way explicit or if it’s been a long time since I’ve had an orgasm. But it’s to her benefit because later, if I’m allowed, she’s got a husband ready to ravage her.

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    1. Ha ha!
      Fun that you are locked up and squirming.

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    2. It seems like I do a lot of squirming. I wear my device every day.

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    3. Julie:
      How cruel. lol. Poor David would have a strict key holder if he ever agreed to wear a chastity cage. I’m wondering if he’d ever get out.

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  19. Wow ... very intense & breathtaking, You wrote it in a style, i could feel, there was not the slightest doubt. Had a similar experience the day you published - but the spanking i got was lighter ... still there was the same confidence by the Lady, that applied it. i relived my own experience, while reading your entry and am left a bit shaky, while writing here... Thank you Julie, so intense!

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  20. Very exciting story Miss Julie! One day I will find a Woman to give me a good spanking. :)

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  21. My lady spanks me according to her nail polish colour and style, pink nail polish (hand spanking to get my bottom Rosy, red, it is the slipper, blue, very heavy paddling till my bottom turns blue, black means 2 consecutive sessions with the heavy paddle, first one till my bottom turns blue, leaves me a few minutes then paddles again till it gets black and blue.
    Red colour with a rose print, a slipper spanking followed by a well aimed hit with a special engraved wooden implement that leaves a flower mark when hit very hard
    Stripped nail polish style (wide means strap, thin means cane) and intensity based on colour as mentioned earlier.
    Most of the time it is red

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    1. I bet you pay A LOT of attention to her nails when she walks into the room!

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    2. Sure, the best is when there is no nail polish, this means sex.
      White is also good, it means foot job and prostate milking after I cum from the foot job.
      Sometimes, she does French, this means foot job and sex.

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    3. What a lot of time on her nails!

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    4. She likes it this way, otherwise she won't go for the spanking play.
      Besides, who doesn't like well taken care of hands and feet.
      Sure David adapts as well to some issues you like to get you to actively dip into the spanking play.

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  22. Was thrilled to learn that you are cyclists. We are, too, and I've on occasion ridden with a sore bottom. Not often enough, probably, but we do ride long distances.

    Keep up the good work!

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    1. Was that picture of the couple cycling really you or just a proxy? Either way, we liked the photo!

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    2. Just a proxy found on the interweb. But we do have all the gear like them!

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  23. Should you enter David in the world naked bike ride next summer? This year it was on June 9 at coronation park in Toronto. He could do the ride with a nice red striped ass. Very humiliating for him and entertaining for you and us. Mr D

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    1. OMG!
      That would be SOOOO awesome!
      Imagine all the looks and giggles.

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    2. Yes you could put a sign above his already red, marked butt saying “spank me” to leave no doubt that he is a spanko. This would generate lots of laughter and tut tuts from the other riders and crowd watching. Maybe someone will actually give him a little spank and the bad boy will get one of his uncontrollable erections? If so the organisers might have to remove him from the event! Hahahahahaha
      Mr D

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    3. In magic marker on his low back: “I spank my husband for fun. Ladies, feel free to add a few swats yourself!”

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  24. Hi Julie, another wonderful story very well told. Your deviant mind knows no bounds! All good clean kinky fun. I cycle too and a 50k ride through your wonderful Canadian scenery would be quite an adventure after a strapping like that. Just love your blogs. Best wishes and red bottoms, Richard

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    1. It was a great ride. Even MY bum was sore afterwards, imagine his!

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  25. when it your turn to do the dirty deed punishment spankings to David do you remember at time the spankings he has given you

    do you even remember how he got witness you being spanked by sue or he got to do to you while you being punished

    is those things like motivation to get sweet revenge on him do you ever think he has cute butt before you punish it

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    1. I LOVE his cute butt. Butts turn me on.

      Revenge is never a motivator for me. Only love and kink!

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    2. Male butts seem to turn a lot of women on! Do you prefer them bare or clothed?

      richard

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    3. Well i love your cute butt aka booty as well i could walk behind you watching your cute butt move

      kind of cool no Revenge is needed or wanted no motivator for you more fun that way

      do you think you can give him 100 strappin then 100 hairbrush then 100 hands spanking before he give in

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    4. I prefer them naked! When I see a nice clothed one, I undress them with my eyes...

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    5. He seems to never give in, mike. He takes whatever I give him. It’s up to me to stop.

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  26. What a man, indeed. At what a wife to complete him!

    Kind regards,

    Marco (from Lindsay)

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    1. Easier to be obedient when trussed up and gagged ;-)

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    2. Hello miss Julie,

      Oh, what fun may lay ahead: we own a ball-gag as well.

      Best wishes,

      Marco (from Lindsay)

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  27. Going over the knee is so delicious. My wife also understands that I have an erection at first but I often get extra punishment for rubbing my penis against her stockinged thighs while I unnecessarily wriggle to get into the correct position. Unfair! After all I’m so close to her pussy in that position that it’s hard not to do it. Would you be okay with some extra penis thigh rubbing just before punishment Ms Julie? tee hee.

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    1. Fine with it! It amuses me and reminds me that his orgasm is under my control, and how badly he wants it.

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    2. Yay stockinged thigh rubbing rules! Next time I might even try for a “random” pussy poke. Hee hee.

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  28. Holy shit. That "state' is the same as me when I'm over my wife's lap. I could go all day but I know my wife simply could not. I would love it if she beat me like that. Don't get me wrong, her spankings are not tame but I am the one who's driving and I have to keep her well being in mind and not push too hard. Still, I am a very fortunate man.

    Yorkie

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    1. Have you tried “yellow” safeword, and asked her to extract a yellow from you?

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    2. No, I haven't. Might try that one day.

      Yorkie.

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  29. Exciting story, thanks. May I ask what brand of leather conditioner you use? My Canadian prison strap (made by Ouch.co.uk - you really should get one) needs a good dose of strap oil.

    Allan

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    1. The actual one we used is in the pic. Buy at an auto store for leather seats (for leathering seats?)

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  30. you have real skinny legs i do remeber the first pic you posted i will admit you look sexy beautiful in the pic but skinny legs guess u love your skinny legs

    do you still wear outfit alot i know you said fishnet is long gone i feel the wife in wife spanks.com could be you or look like you?

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  31. Hello Miss JULIE, As always great story and loved the secondary punishment of riding a bike after the spanking. I refused to eat my wife's healthy dinner one day this week, so I'm expecting something similar, but w/o the bike ride. Will probably not be allowed any release this week either, so it will probably be me, my favorite plug and your story to get me through the week.

    Also want to tell you about my recent massage that involved my discovery. Thanks and keep up the great work.

    John

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  32. You have relatively large feet for your size Julie, bet David suffers a lot from your spanking slippers.
    My wife too has large feet and hands as well (you don't seem to have large hands), we say she is a born spanker.

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    1. No, perfect spanker size feet.
      Larger feet mean large spanking slipper covering more of David's ass and hurts more.

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    2. Wish to see your feet Julie, the part of them showing in the pic is really nice.
      Please give us feet lovers the full Monty.

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    3. Don't say that Julie, they seem to be nice feet.

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    4. Absolutely you can hardly even see feet in the photo so I don’t know where the large feet theory came from. Your ankles however are quite clear and very shapely and well turned out. As for your legs they seem long and slender and almost as gorgeous as your wit and shining personality.

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    5. Why do you think you never see my feet? Size 16, clown-sized. So embarrassing!

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    6. Large feet = large spanking slippers for David's bottom.
      You should be proud not embarrassed.

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    7. Julie isn't much into feet and slippers are not popular spanking implement in Canada.
      So Julie will not get enthusiastic for slipper spanking of David ass.

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  33. Speaking of feet where are you at on shoe worship Ms Julie? Does he clean them nicely for you?

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    1. Neither of us that "into" it, but I don't mind a nice kiss on my toes every now and then.

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  34. The man naked over the woman’s lap, kicking and squirming that would be me and how my wife spanks me. I plead for her to stop, she said she will decide and when I start to really plead and cry she insures I have learned my lesson. It is when I taken to the front room, and must stand not always facing the wall, just part of the punishment. Jack

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    1. Yes. One thing to be naked facing the wall with your spanked bum on display. QUITE ANOTHER to be required to turn around, and show off all your manly little charms, now isn't it?

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    2. The worse part of the punishment is standing there all on display. My wife insures I learn my lesson. If someone does drop in I still must stand there, I get to cover myself most times, but not all the time. If asked about the spanking I must answer, show the red bottom. As mentioned before I must address my wife as Mommy when I’ve been spanked. One close friend who enjoys seeing me this way always starts with Have you been a naughty little boy, I must respond Yes and also say Mommy spanked me for being naughty.

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    3. My wife states she is what the "METO" generation that took charge, did not hold back, knew men needed guidance. I agreed to the spankings and also knew from the start, her way and no way out. If more women would take charge in a relationship it would be a better relationship. My wife's hairbrush speaks volumes, I do as told prior to and afterwards. As for standing with manly little charms on display, she saids it adds to the punishment, and at times I have been told to hold it with both hands. I don't know if my wife enjoys giving the spanking more or afterwards, either way I just want it to be over. Jack

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    4. Well, you boys are OBSESSED with your little weenies. Makes sense you should be required to hold it for all to see.

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    5. My wife will sometimes make me address the erection. I will either stand and stroke it or kneel on the floor over a towel. She will sit and watch and holding the hairbrush. Once I’m finished she gives me a wet soap wash cloth to clean myself and then it is over her lap.

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    6. Yes, that is amusing, and must be TERRIFYING for you males knowing what’s in store for you as soon as “finish”, without the benefit of any sexiness, just a limp penis across your wife’s knee, nothing but punishment.

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    7. The trick is to have a half ejaculation, so there will be enough power left for some erection while being spanked to alleviate the pain and enjoy

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    8. Not with my wife, any mess, will face the wall, and will be spanked again, never knowing when, but that day for sure. Jack

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  35. This ass punished on a bicycle gives Madame Lenoir the idea of ​​a punishment bicycle for her cuckold. He's used to biking every Sunday morning with his friends.
    Madame Lenoir is an artist-sculptor, she has no difficulty in making a molding of her husband's « hard » sex (a small turgid shapeless of 5-6 cm high).
    She fixed it on a bike saddle and made a molding of the whole thing using the lost-wax casting process in bronze.
    She is waiting for her husband's birthday to offer him this bike on which she has mounted the "artistic" saddle.
    On the frame, she wrote in red "Property of Madame Lenoir's hubby".
    It's much better than a bike with a removable dildo, she tells him, with this bike, the humiliation is not removable.
    She also gives him shorts with an opening in the back so that the little erect penis can penetrate him when he is sitting in the saddle.
    If his cuckold does not want to be fucked permanently, he will have to pedal "en danseuse".
    It's going to make his friends laugh on Sunday mornings.
    Her husband thanks her for the gift. He has tears in his eyes.(or is it glassy eyes ?)

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    1. I don't know what is the most degrading: to have to sit on such a saddle while your friends are laughing or to have to admit that this tiny dick on the saddle is a copy of your own erect cock.

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  36. In our building, every month during school time, you know school cards arrived when you slippers echo naughty students bottoms.
    Mommy's slipper did the talking in these occasions.
    In Spain, slipper is the most common spanking implement

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  37. Had an intense strapping of my own yesterday. Irene came home, tied me to the bed then gave me a sound strapping while extracting various confessions.

    The went to take a nap and left me bound to the bed.

    When she got up, she strapped me again, then went to take a shower.

    When she got out of the shower, she put on a skirt and top - then strapped me a third time. It's 24 hours later and my bottom is still quite warm.

    She let me up then tied me tight to a hard wooden chair in her closet. She put on a black equestrian hat. She put one foot on the seat of the chair, the other on the back of the chair, and pushed her pussy into my face.

    Then she untied me, scratched me with her sharp nails and threw me down on the bed. Then she changed her hat (go figure) and fucked my lights out.

    I am very lucky.

    -Rosco

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  38. Ms Julie this sounds a severe and well organised session that D greatly enjoyed. However what about your needs? It’s well known that you would prefer him to suck cock. He may not be bisexual but he will enjoy being forced to undergo cock sucking boot camp. Bad ballerinas who don’t work hard and dance nicely for you end up being only good for cocksucking duties. Time for disciplined training in sucking and swallowing? Mr D

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  39. So you spanked David and beat his hands, you should have complemented that by the remaining ingredient that is beat his feet (bastinado).

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  40. Lucky David to enjoy bending over your lovely legs for a nice spanking with your hands.
    Though he pays afterwards by bending over the couch or laying over the bed for strapping and caning.

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  41. Love your hands Julie, they can deliver nice slaps with the fingers part thanks to your long fingers.

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  42. Love your fist Julie, it is percent for ass and pussy fisting. Wow imagine it going inside David ass or Sue pussy.

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  43. Since we’re all analysing the photo of Ms Julie what I find hot is her no underwear power suit. A shame we can’t see her heels but they must be at least 4 inches. I’d submit no questions asked.

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      (Frankly, I can't remember...)

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  44. Since you already got riding crop in photo how about you get full equestrian outfit with hat, tight riding pants and boots for next time?

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  45. Even worse for David had to be riding 50k with a girl....must have taken twice as long as cycling that on his own!

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    1. Hey! I resemble that comment...

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    2. Sorry Julie...just based on my own experience!
      Now be honest...don't tell me you didn't do you best to keep him on that hard saddle as long as possible and scold him if he got too far ahead !















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  46. Yikes! Though I find your description of such intense punishment hot, it makes me feel a little inadequate as a masochist. Though I would really want to please you if I was in David's place, I fear I would ruin your fun by invoking my safeword before you were done. :-(

    I find the idea of hand strapping arousing, and I'm not sure why. Being spanked on the buttocks is arousing partly because the buttocks, and exposure of the buttocks, are so sexual for me. Somehow having to present a non-erotic part of the body, the palms of the hands, for punishment seems more humiliating. Maybe it's because when I was a schoolboy in Canada many years ago, hand-strapping was still an accepted punishment in school, so it seems like a public form of punishment. I only ever "got the strap" once in school, and I found it embarrassing as well as painful. Come to think of it, now that I remember it, that memory is tinged with erotic feelings that it didn't have at the time.

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  47. Hello Miss Juile:
    I have been a longtime follower and fan of your blog. My late wife and I always read it and she usually got some great ideas from you. We had a FLR for almost 10 years, she was a natural dom and I am a natural submissive. A good combination.
    She was a strict disciplinarian, who firmly believed that if you spare the strap, paddle or cane you spoil the submissive.
    She insisted that I always wear panties at least, often much more fem clothes, especially on Sundays which was her "maid day", I would spend the day and night dressed in my maid's uniform serving her. This always involved several discipline sessions, much like yours with David.
    Dildo training was always a part of our sessions, she truly enjoyed having me as her sissy bitch, and of course I loved it.
    Reading one of your blog posts gave her the idea of sending me out to buy a box of tampons and like you she insisted that I buy only that and from a female sales clerk, she was always there at a distance to watch and ensure obedience. Then it was for "period training" usually for the next five days.
    She loved public humiliation and would often have me dress full fem under my street clothes. When in a restaurant she would make me open the top buttons of my shirt so that my slip or cami showed to anyone looking. Humiliating but so exciting.
    I certainly miss her and our sessions. I still wear panties at all times in her honor.
    I have read that you have several e-subbies and I would be honored and thrilled to be one, if you saw fit to do so.
    Thank you for your time in reading my wanderings and thank you for blog which has been the source of much entertainment and pleasure.
    Jon P.

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    1. Hi john. Thank you for this and the other comment. Yes, please email me.

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