Fourth Training Session

It was david's fourth training session and definitely the most humiliating to date for him. His flaccid penis was well and truly on display today!

Training started a little late today, so I was home. I left them to it while I surfed my iPad upstairs.  I heard the satisfying sound of intense exercising interspersed with loud cracks of a paddle, whaps of the strop, and whips of the crop. Even from upstairs these sounded as if they were doing a number on my poor hubby. No sooner was he spanked than he was off to the next exercise!

After a while, and towards the end of their training, my curiosity got the best of me and I went downstairs to see how they were doing. This was prompted by some particularly vicious sounding strokes from the crop and some honest to goodness cries of pain from my husband. Now don't get me wrong, I didn't go down there to stop it, I went down there to watch it!

david was receiving a standing cropping from Mags. He was standing up, leaning against the weight machine. His pants and panties (yup, panties - blue lacy ones this time), were pulled down below his cheeks and Mags was whipping his ass and the sides of his hips mercilessly with that crop. There were already vivid marks all over his butt, from that spanking and from all the ones that preceded it, with quite a few of the marks wrapping around the sides where he marks most easily. It appears Mags had forgotten (or ignored) the "no wraparound" lecture.

I think Mags was about to stop just as I showed up, but I said "keep going, please!" I walked around to her side of david and watched. She got a smile on her face, and continued whipping him with that crop. Really, really hard ones. This girl only seems to have one speed!

david started crying out again and dancing. During his dancing his pants and panties dropped to the floor around his ankles, which only meant she took the opportunity to whip him all over his legs as well! So he was standing there nude from the waist down for his whipping, writhing in pain. We could not yet see his penis and testicles bouncing as we were behind him, and david had been given instructions to not expose those to her just yet, but circumstances seemed to overtake us, and besides, I swear she cropped him with the goal of dropping those pants and panties to his ankles an then attacking his legs!

After a particular hard stroke to his flanks he screamed, reached his hands back and grabbed his punished flesh, and looked at her with a kind of pathetic puppy dog face. His cock and balls were fully on display to her then.

She just smirked and motioned for him to turn around and receive the rest of his whipping. Poor david is well-conditioned to receive punishment from a female authority figure (even one almost half his age, apparently) and he did as he was told, despite the off-limits cropping he was receiving from her. He kicked his legs to the extent possible and danced, and wiggled his ass around. She whipped him indiscriminately everywhere. As she whipped he escaped around to the side of the pole he was holding. She just whipped more towards the front of his legs as we saw his penis dance for us. She hardly cared where the crop landed. david began realizing that the more he moved about, the more the crop hit just anywhere, so he managed to get back into position and stay still a bit, bend over a bit, and present his well-marked ass for the crop. She still targeted his legs and flanks, though. In this more bent over and slightly more spread position, we could both see his testicles dangling between his legs. I'm sure david was well beyond caring at this point about what rules I had set for him and I don't even blame him, poor dear!

Whether good aim or bad, the crop struck the back of his testicles and he really howled, He stood up straight as an arrow and grabbed his testicles into his hands. She just kept whipping his ass as he clutched his whipped ball sac in his two hands! Not even a word said from her. What a gal!

She finished up and gave me a satisfied nod.

I went over to david and bent him over my knee and under my arm so Mags and I could both examine his bare ass.

His ass and testicles were on display, but what was most remarkable was the extreme marking once again. I passed my hand over his welts. While examining his welts I made of point of pulling on his cheek to expose his crack and bottom hole. As I held his cheek open I said, "Aren't you ashamed of yourself, displaying yourslef like this to Mags?" I held him there, cheeks spread, so he could truly think about that for a good, lingering fifteen seconds. Mags and I looked at each other. We had a "thing" going by now. We were on the same wavelength.

He did not respond. He just mewled in humiliation bent over my upturned knee as he clutched at my hiked up leg..

I also gently rubbed the back of his testicles where the crop had hit (but not left any mark, so it was likely not all that hard, despite his carrying on).

"Did Mags smack you here?" I asked.

"Yes Ma'am" he answered in a very strained voice.

"I'm glad," I said, "didn't I tell you to keep those covered?"

"Yes Ma'am"

"So I guess that's what can happen when they stick out behind like that, all exposed, mmm?"

"Yes Ma'am. I'm sorry Ma'am".

"Apologize to Mags, not me!" I said.

"I'm sorry Miss! I'm sorry I exposed myself to you like that!" He apologized like this still bent over under my arm, exposed to his trainer. Mags was getting an eyefull but seemed to enjoy his humiliation, so...

"Turn around, david, and apologize properly to Mags."

I let david up from his bent over position and he turned around to face Mags, hands covering his private parts in front, hunched over.

"I'm sorry, Miss, for exposing myself to you like that."

"I think we should have the punishment fit the crime," I said, "again, hands at your sides this time you naughty little exhibitionist!"

david let his hands drop and repeated his apologies, his bare penis and testicles now on display. I keep him pretty well shaved down there, so he looks all the world like a little boy. I love a good, humbling, bare penis apology. In my opinion, this is the only way a male should be made to apologize to a Woman, no matter her years!

Mags was looking straight at his midsection, with a little smile/smirk on her face. She was loving this humiliation of david, I could tell.

Surprisingly, david was soft as anything. He was one well whipped little puppy, with his tail truly dangling between his legs. Ha ha!

For the record, I would never ever whip a puppy!!!!
Husbands on the other hand...?

I let him stay like that, in silence, dragging his humiliation on.

"Strip, david." I said. "Off. Every stitch."

david took his gym shorts and panties off from around his ankles, and pulled his red shirt off over his head. He was now bare as a baby in front of Mags, and still soft.

I took him by the arm to the corner of the room and put him there. His hands at his sides, his nose pushed deeply into the corner. His well marked bottom jutting out.

"Look at me, david" I said. He turned his head.

"You will stay in that corner for one half hour. After that I will come down and get you, put you across my knee, and spank you with the back of my hairbrush until you can't sit for a week. And then you may remember to keep your pants up around your penis and your legs held together while Mags whips you! Although now that the cat's out of the bag, and Mags has seen everything there is to see of you anyways, I guess I don't care if she strips you nude for your whippings from now on. But don't think for a minute you're getting off that spanking, young man! Or from what you'll have to bend over for afterwards..."

We left david standing there, humbled and nude, nose in the corner, awaiting his spanking from me; and Mags and I went upstairs.

She did not ask at all about the nudity, the corner-time, his upcoming spanking, or whatever it is that he will have to bend over for afterwards. Odd, shy girl!

I again congratulated her on how well she is doing, both with the exercise regime and with how great her spankings are and how motivational they are for david! I think she does not realize how extreme these whippings are. I've done nothing but encourage her the harder she whips, so maybe she thinks this is "normal" in the kink world?  At some point I'll set her straight so as not to endanger her next boyfriend, but I want to keep the intensity up for now. I want david to genuinely fear his next session, knowing that he will receive no mercy from his young personal trainer in the paddling and whipping department. And also knowing that sometimes you get what you wish for! Ha ha ha!

P.S. And in case you were wondering, and notwithstanding the sorry whipped state of his ass, he did receive a full measure of the hairbrush while across my knee which had him begging and apologizing from the first stroke to the last.

And after his spanking he did indeed have to bend over for me, and I did indeed give him a long hard lesson in who owns that ass courtesy of my nice, fat, strap-on dildo.