My Penance

In case you are wondering... yes already! I did my "penance" as I described. It was horrible ;-)

I asked my man if he wanted to fuck. He said, "ok, but take it slow this time, please!" Ha Ha! Well trained. No, silly, I said, would you like to fuck me hard in the pussy, any way you like, and then cum in my mouth? He certainly did! What's the occasion, he asked? I lied and told him I was feeling the need for a real man to take me, just for today.

He mainly wanted me doggie style, a privilege he had not enjoyed since I turned the tables on him. So humiliating for a newly dommie woman like me! Here's a picture off the web of a woman taking it the way he was taking me, after he knocked me forward off all fours, that is!

For my own self-punishment, I forced myself to imagine all my subbie male blog followers standing there and watching me take a hard penance pussy fucking from my husband. You're all so self-righteous, standing there, watching me take my comeuppance! So I didn't know what I was doing with that strap? Is that any reason at all for me to have to go through something like this? Take so many hard strokes? Made to feel like a subbie, like you? Be witnessed in my shame?

I also had to imagine the council of dominant wives looking on and "tsk, tsk'ing" the little dommie wannabe wife who doesn't even know the first thing about straps and tawses and all that, and so had to be demoted back to "regular wife" for a night as a lesson to her.

As he banged me, I silently repeated to myself "I'm sorry for not knowing what I was doing, I'm sorry for not knowing what I was doing, ..." After he got tired banging me so hard like that, he then lay on his back on the bed and I had to give him a blowjob (the council decreed it, and all the subbie hubbie's cheered and jeered). I was kneeling crosswise to him, ass up, and head bobbing up and down on his cock, if you can imagine that. When I felt the first taste of pre-cum, I braced myself and took the whole copious load into in my mouth, then swallowed it all down like a tramp. The biggest indignity was him, in his excitement,  pushing my head down onto his cock! Grrrrrrr. Penance is a bitch!

Now that that's over and done with...

I must say that his punishment strapping, uncontrolled though it may have been, has finally taught my man a little thing called respect. Some examples: He has been religiously keeping his food and exercise diary. He is constantly asking my advice on food choices. He is getting in his extra exercise ordered by Rebecca. The dishes are consistently put away. The kitchen is spotless. I asked him about all that. He said he was still recovering from the strap, and didn't want to earn any kind of spanking right now. Well, that really made me want to spank him. Hard. Just because I got turned on by how much control I had. But there to, I promised myself no spankings until he heals. Fortunately, he does not know that.

But here's the best one of all...

This morning I was in the shower. When I came out, there was david holding a towel for me. He draped it around my shoulders. Then he knelt down at my feet (!), and starting drying my feet and legs with another towel!!! He was very gentle and reverent when he got to drying off my pussy and ass. When he was done, he bent way down, very submissively, and planted a little kiss on the top of each foot! Holy Crap! That strap is staying in my arsenal!