Tuesday, November 10

Witnessed (Real) Spanking

Got to give David a real-life witnessed spanking on the weekend. It started off innocently enough, and then just one thing lead to another...

My sister Sue popped over on Sunday for a mid-afternoon drink. No kink was planned. David had been binge-watching some superhero show all day. I had been upstairs working of all things :-(

Sue rings the front doorbell and I go down to get it, expecting her. We greet and we walk into the kitchen together. OMG. There are dirty dishes in the sink, on the counter, and an empty bag of McDonalds with various wrappers not thrown out on the kitchen peninsula.

It's not normally his job to keep the kitchen spic and span, or anything like that, but this was too much. We had a brunch before I started working. After brunch I had put my dishes into the sink and rinsed them. He was still finishing up. There were clean dishes still in the dishwasher, but I had to get some work things done and asked David if he would empty the dishwasher and put the dirty dishes into it. "Sure," he had said.

So, what had he done? Nothing. Worse than nothing. He had not even rinsed off his brunch dishes and he had left them on the counter. He had not emptied the dishwasher. He had not put dirty dishes into the dishwasher. He had ordered McDonalds from Uber Eats ($$$!) for lunch. He had left his garbage strewn around the kitchen. The plate and glass he used was in the TV room on the floor. And he had his feet up binge watching a superhero show! And he leaves the kitchen in that state for me to discover when my sister arrives??? We like to make tea, or open a bottle, and sit at the kitchen peninsula to talk. But what a mess! Oh, he was 'gonna get it!

"David!" I yelled angrily from the kitchen. He paused his show and came into the kitchen carrying his dirty dishes.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry, I meant to clean up in here..." he said as he put his dishes into the sink and started unloading the dishwasher.

"You can do that after your spanking," I told him. Sue giggled. David looked back at me like a little puppy. I continued, "go upstairs and put your punishment panties on Suzy Homemaker, then back here for your spanking."

"Ahhhh, honey?" he whined, but then saw me looking sternly at him. "Yes ma'am," he said and he went upstairs.

"Ooh Goody! A spanking," said Sue. "Did you plan it?" she asked.

"I didn't. Maybe he did. But he'll be sorry if he did."

I started to make tea amidst the filth. I'll be damned if I would clean it up. Before too long David  reappeared, blushing in his pink cotton panties and nothing but.

"Adorable," said Sue.

"When he messes up on the housework, I like 'womanizing' him. Deep down in that thick male skull he thinks doing housekeeping chores is woman's work, don't you David?"

"no ma'am."

"I think you do."

"Here, let me help," said Sue. "Kneel down," she told David, who knelt where he was. Sue got her pink lipstick

She made David purse his lips and applied the lipstick. Then she had him smack his lips several times in an exaggerated way, saying "go MWWWA!"

Ha ha! So there he was in pink panties and pink lipstick and nothing else.

I pulled out a straight-backed wooden chair and put it in the middle of the kitchen. Then I sat and beckoned him across my knee. He draped himself. I pulled down his panties and began spanking him with my hand as I scolded him.

"Why are you getting this spanking, young lady?"

Spank Spank Spank

"Because I didn't clean the kitchen when I said I would."


Spank Spank Spank

"And, and, because I made more of a mess?"


Spank Spank Spank

"The McDonalds?" he asked.

"The McDonalds," I confirmed. "You Uber Eated it, didn't you?"

Spank Spank Spank

"Yes Ma'am,"

"Couldn't even get your ass in gear to walk and pick it up yourself. Until further notice, McDonalds is dead to you. Understood?"

Spank Spank Spank

"Yes Ma'am!"

"Sue, would you please pass me the wooden salad spoon. Top drawer next to the sink."

"My favourite," she said as she handed me the spoon.

I hiked David a little more up and over my lap, and grabbed him more securely around his waist. Then I used the spoon to give him a real punishment. Immediately the complaining started.


"Nowo! Ahhh! Ouch! Please! Yowwww! Owww! Please! Please!"


I was unrelenting. I guess I wanted to impress Sue.


"Please! I'll be good! please! No more McDonalds! I'll clean up everytime! Please! I'm Sorry! Waaaaah!"

I paused and rub the wood across his ass. It was already bright red with those tell-tale white spots in the centers.

"No more McDonald's?"


"No Ma'am!"

"You will not leave a dirty kitchen for me to find?"


"No Ma'am!"

"Ten more to the insides of your thighs. Kick your panties off."

"No please! Not there!" he begged.

"Twenty more it is, care to go for thirty?"

David fluttered his legs and kicked off the panties that had descended down to his ankles already. Then he spread his legs widely for me.

"Twenty to each side, or twenty altogether?" I asked him.

"Altogether please! Altogether!"

Well you better not fuss while you're getting them, ok?"

"Oh!" he wailed. I was pretty sure he doubted his ability to hold position for what was to come.

"Do you need Sue to hold your legs apart for you?" I asked him.

"no..." he answered meekly.

"I.m pretty sure you do. Sue? Would you?

"Sure!" she said and knelt down directly behind David and held his ankles, spread widely, in her two hands. I looked around the corner to what she could see. His balls were sort of squishing out the back between his two legs.

I tapped his balls with the wooden spoon. "Let's hide these, shall we," I said as I grabbed his balls in my hand and tucked them up underneath him and between my two legs as he lifted for me. My sister watched all of that action from her intimate vantage.

I pulled his near butt cheek towards me, which incidentally exposed his bottom hole clearly for my sister to see, and I tap, tap, tapped the wooden spoon against his high left inner thigh and then let loose with my first strike.

"AWWWW!" David yelled.

"Take it!" I warned him. I pulled his cheeks apart more and made the next strike a little higher still. I went up and down from his anal ring to a couple of inches down the inside of his leg. I did ten in total on that side.

I then moved the spoon into my other hand, pulled his outer cheek further out, and tried to smack him on his right side, but it was awkward.

"May I?" Sue asked.

"Sure." I handed her the spoon. I hooked the inside of David's left leg with my right, keeping him spread. Sue stood and used her left foot on the ground to spread David's right leg wide. I then put a hand on each lower butt cheek and spread them wide apart. From her standing position, Sue smacked down directly onto David's right inner thigh, provoking a very high-pitched screech and some involuntary movement, but we had him well-controlled. Sue repeated the spanking I gave him, spanking from two inches down his inner leg to just at the brown skin ringing his butthole.

"Alright, get up," I told him when we were done. "Pull your panties up. Start cleaning the kitchen."

"Yes Ma'am," he responded sheepishly and began emptying the dishwasher.

As I mentioned, it started as a simple little spanking, but why waste a good opportunity to take it a little farther? I had an idea...

"Keep going," I said as I left the room. I went upstairs and brought down his prostate massager, some lube, and his little cock cage we had not used in a while. Sue had not yet seen him wearing it, and I thought that would be fun.

He had just finished unloading as I returned, gear in hand.

"Oh, what's this?" Sue said as I laid out the toys on the kitchen peninsula. She picked up the cage and examined it from various angles.

I had also brought his big pink prostate massager.

David could see what I had brought, the cock cage specifically, and came over and started begging. "Please! Not that! Please!"

"What? Your cage?" I asked all innocently.

"Please no..." he begged pitifully.

"Please no don't lock your penis in your cock cage as punishment? Please no don't do it while Sue watches? Which is it?"


"Come over here, Leave the dishes. I lowered his panties, and began fitting his cock cage. "You're going to be punished with a good caging until I let you out. And you're going to be caged right in front of your sister-in-law so she can see how it fits."

I guess the humiliation had an effect on him, because his penis erected to the point where it was  impossible to lock him. I put his cage down and went into the freezer to crack some ice cubes into a small bowl.

I picked up two ice cubes in my hand and started rubbing them up and down his cock shaft. He started wiggling in distress as the chilly ice rubbed against his hot cock. I took another two cubes in my other hand and began rubbing them against his testicles which instantly tightened.

"Oh! Ah! Eee!" he said as he danced in place.

Surprisingly, his penis was staying hard. The ice was melting quickly and creating a little puddle between his legs and wetting his panties which were down around his knees. I was about to change the cubes when I noticed how smooth and bullet-like the ice in my hand has become. I went behind him and said, "bend over." He did so and I pushed first one, then two, then three of the smooth ice cubes up his butt. He stood and started shimmying around even more.

I stood back to watch him with my sister. Poor boy was feeling the effects of the cold ice up his rectum.

"I'll bet that's cold!" said Sue.

I replenished the ice cubes in my hands and continued applying them to his testicles and to his hot, but rapidly cooling, cock.

It still was not going down and my ice cubes were melting away, so I flicked the tip of his cock with my fingertip and then it started deflating. Once it was down it was very down, and I quickly took the opportunity to slip the cage on, put the ring around the base of his cock, push it together and lock it up with the tiny padlock. There we go. Locked in front of Sue!

He looked very embarrassed standing there, and Sue had a big smirk on her face that she could not hide even if she wanted to, which she didn't. I ceremoniously placed the key on its chain around my neck.

"There we go, none of those nasty boy erections. A little time in your cage may teach you to mind the housework, no?"

"yes ma'am" he said, still looking downcast, panties now down to his ankles.

"Bend over the peninsula," I told David, and he shuffled towards it and bent over it. I lubed his prostate massager and stuck it in. I then turned it on, turned it up to max, and set it to his favourite pattern: the "DAH DAH DAHHHHHHHHH" pattern that he tells me feels most like a fucking. I told him to stand up and lose the panties.

We could hear the buzz, buzz, buzzing in his backside as he stood there and squirmed in place. His cock was straining the confines of his cage, and he looked to be in some considerable pain.

"Does it hurt?" I asked him.

"yes ma'am," he said, practically in tears, squeezing his legs together and squirming. I was starting to notice something, and so was Sue.

"He's leaking!" Sue said. It was true, There was a drop of pre-cum starting to slide out of his penis tip.

"My balls! Please!!!!" complained David. The cage was very tight against his poor testicles.

"Do you need to yellow?" I asked.

"Yes Ma'am, Yellow. Please."

'Yellow' is our slow down safeword. His cage really is too small for him. I need a larger one.

I'm such a soft touch. I took the key off from around my neck and unlocked him. He sighed in relief as the tight ring opened.

"What will we do about this?" I asked softly as I rubbed his penis in my hand, using his pre-cum as lube as he rapidly gained back his erection. I grabbed his scrotum in my hand as I turned around and said, "come here," and dragged him towards the couch in the living room by his balls.

"Sue, would you pass me one of those larger dish towels?" I asked my sister. She handed me a fresh 2'x2' dish towel. I put it down on the seat of the couch and told David to lie down on his back. He sat on the dish towel and then lay back as I knelt down beside him. Sue took a seat opposite us to observe. The vibe was still buzz buzz buzzing deep in his backside as he lay on it.

"Are you going to make a little cummy for me?" I asked as I gently rubbed his cock, "right in front of Sue Sue?" David moaned as I rubbed.

"Were you a bad boy and got a spanking? Did you have to change into your panties? Did Sue see you in your panties? Did she see me pull down your panties for your spanking?"

David seemed on the very verge of cumming so I let go and watched his cock twitching in the air.

"Oh please! Oh please!" David begged.

"Please what, sweetheart? Beg me for it."

"Please may I cum, Ma'am? Please?"

"What, like this?" I asked as I rubbed him some more. "Right in front of Sue, you naughty boy?" I looked over at Sue and smiled. She seemed entranced.

"Yes! Yes!" he cried desperately.

"If you cum, I'm putting it in your mouth and you're swallowing it, on your knees."

"no..." he begged softly.

I put on my angry voice. "You will do as you are told! You will put it in your mouth and you will swallow it in front of my sister."

"Yes Ma'am!" he said desperately, right on the verge of cumming.

As I started to feel the inevitability of it I let go and said, "Go on. Disgrace yourself."

"Ahhhh! Ahhh!" he moaned, his hard wet cock waving in the air.

I knew he was super close, and wanted to put him over the edge with just my voice. I reached out and gave him just a couple more rubs then took my hand away. I looked him right in the eye and said, "remember, you're swallowing every last drop, on your knees, right in front of my sister."

"no! no! no!" he said and then, without me even touching it, the cum just start dribbling out of the tip and down his shaft. I had ruined his orgasm. Ha ha!

I went right in and scooped up his cum and fed it to him. "Hold it," I told him, as I fed him all of it. Even squeezing his limp cock to get the last drops out. When he had a mouthful I got up to get a washcloth and cleaned his cock, balls, and abdomen where the cum had landed.

"Get up. Kneel on the carpet. Face Sue."

Sue stood up and I went to join her. We both were looking down on my kneeling husband with a mouthful of ejaculate.

"Swallow it," I told him.

He screwed up his face, and we could see his throat move as he swallowed it all down.

"Show me all gone," I said.

He opened his mouth wide and showed us that had indeed swallowed it all down.

"Good Boy!" I congratulated him and gave him a kiss on his forehead. "Go get dressed and you can go back to your TV." My boy works hard all week, so he should get to binge watch his superheroes on the weekend.

Friday, November 6

Sexy Massage

For many years, my husband had been a customer of those "naughty massage" places. You males know what I'm talking about!

I put a stop to that after I realized that he continued even after we were married (very tense moment!). After he'd been good for a long while, and we'd gotten into spanking, I even rewarded him with a trip or two to the massage parlor, with my supervision of course. You can read about our first time here:

Very Public Massage Parlor Spanking!

Well, what with lockdown and all, there are now limited opportunities to play like that for now, so I thought I would become his sexy massage girl a couple of evenings ago.

I set up the massage table in the spare room. I had the regulation little sheets and everything. I got the oil all ready. I dressed "normal", like a legit massage professional would. I then went to him after dinner and said,

"Hello, David, is it? I'm Julie, your massage therapist for today. We're ready for you right over here."

I shook his hand and showed him the way to where I had setup the table. David had not known I was going to be doing this and was surprised, but he played along as if he was a customer. Smart boy!

"You can disrobe here, Sir, and then just slip under the top cover, face down. I'll knock in a couple of minutes. I you'd like to use the bathroom first, there's one just across the hall." He got the message and went to clean himself out. When I play "massage therapist" with him, usually some anal play happens.

He went to the bathroom and then went back into the massage room. I gave him a bit of time and then I came back in. I dimmed the lights and put on a soft "spa" playlist from Spotify on my iPad.

I started by lowering the sheet to his low back and massaging his back, neck, and shoulders. I went to the head of the table and leaned over him to rub his low back. I let my hair dangle onto his back and butt, I pushed my pelvis and tummy up against the top of his head, and as I bent over I allowed my clothed breasts to touch his back. I pushed my fingers just under the drape, massaging his low back to the tops of his butt cheeks.

"Hmmmmm..." he moaned every time my fingers slipped deeper under the drape towards his butt, and he pushed up his butt subtly up into my hands.

"You have a lot of tension here, David. Do you mind if my hands go a little deeper onto your glutes?"

"No Ma'am, not at all."

"Oh, what a polite boy," I commented at him "ma'am'ing" me.

I pushed the drape down a little lower to expose the top of his ass crack and also shot my hands down lower onto his butt. I went around to his side and focussed on low back and butt. I moved the drape a little lower, and then a little lower still. I was greeted by much moaning encouragement!

"You seem to like it when I massage your glutes," I said, a bit unprofessionally I thought.

"Yeah, it's really nice..."

"I'll focus a bit more there as I do your legs."

I restored the drape up to his neck and then uncovered his right leg. I directed the drape into his butt crack, tucked the drape under his left tummy and under his testicles, thereby uncovering his full right leg and butt cheek right to the waist. I massaged up and down his legs and to his butt. I spent a lot of time focusing on his butt and got yet more pleasurable moans. I went daringly close to the ass crack, massaging near there. I also massaged the inside of his leg and went deep right up into his crotch area. I commented on the tension in there and focused there. I was conscious of bumping the back of my hand into his draped testicles as I did so. He was squirming in pleasure now and I commented how much he seems to enjoy massage. I repeated on the other leg.

I then had him turn over onto his back. I lifted the drape, turned my head, and closed my eyes as he turned over. I then put the drape back down again over him.

I immediately saw a big erection tenting the drape. Naughty boy. I thought I should comment. I looked him right in the eye and said, "David? I just want you to know that's a perfectly natural reaction and nothing to be embarrassed about, ok? Would you like me to keep going or would you like me to step out for a moment so you can calm yourself. I'm easy either way."

"S... s... sorry, Ma'am. It's ok, it'll go down by itself. Sorry."

"It's perfectly fine. It's very normal. We'll just work around it, ok?"

"Yes Ma'am."

I go to uncover his right leg, and again arrange the drape right up against his testicles in the middle. I then massage all up and down his leg. I'm more vigorous around his top inner thigh, and as I rub I notice the drape falling away a bit to expose a bit of testicle. I just "professionally" move the drape back (but don't really secure it any better, and continue with what I was doing. The back of my hand brushes past his draped and sometimes slightly undraped balls. His erection is not subsiding. Ha ha! I repeat on the other leg.

Next I cover his legs back up and uncover his chest and tummy. I push the drape down his abdomen as far as it will go, right up against the base of his cock.

"It's not really going down, is it?" I comment.

I begin rubbing his tummy and his abdomen.

"You keep it smooth here," I comment at the hairlessness of his pubic region as I rub it.

He moans and groans as I rub there.

"You have an unusually high degree of sexual tension. Are you married?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"Do you have sex regularly?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"Hmmmm. Unusual. But I hate to leave you in this state. It's undoing all the good work we've just done."

I slip my hand under the drape and I gently grab the shaft of his penis and stroke it.

"Is this ok?"

"Yes Ma'am!" says David.

"It has to be our little secret, ok?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"We wouldn't want your wife to find out, would we?" I said. Ha ha.

"No Ma'am," he said with a grin.

I put some more massage oil on my hand and I put my hand back under the drape to his cock and start handjobbing him.

"You seem like a very submissive man. You kind of do anything a  pretty woman tells you to, don't you?"

"Ohhh... yes ma'am."

"Are you this submissive to your wife also?"


"So, what are some of the dominant things she does to you?"

"She... ahhh. spanks me..."

"I figured that much. You pretend you're the girl?"


"Ha ha! Does she dress you like a girl? Put your into a pair of panties and a skirt. Maybe stockings and a bra for your spankings?"

"yes ma'am," David says timidly.

"Ha ha ha ha!" I laugh. "Does she fuck you with a strap-on?"

"yes," he says breathlessly, actually blushing.

"What does she use for your spankings?"

"Usually a hairbrush."

"I have a big wooden hairbrush upstairs. Would you like me to give you a spanking with it? I've never done that before."

David gulped and said, "sure, that would be ok, I guess."

"Ok, I'll go get it from upstairs and be right back. You turn back over onto your tummy. Put all those pillows over there underneath you. All three of them in a stack under your hips."

I left the room and waited a few moments, then came back in carrying the hairbrush, the purple dildo, and some lube. David had turned back over onto his tummy with the stack of pillows under him, pushing his butt up. He had kept himself draped.

"Look what else I got!" I said excitedly, waving the dildo at him. "Here you go," I said, pushing it into his mouth. "you hold on like that. Purse your lips like a good girl. Make a big round 'O'. That's a girl. Now what's this with the drape? Do you expect me to spank you over the drape? I don't think, young lady. Off. It. Goes." I took the drape off him, leaving him naked with his butt sticking up in the air.

I stroked his ass all over with my hand. Then I gave him a smack. And another. And another. He moaned into his dildo and pushed his ass up to me.

"Oh, I see you like that. Naughty, naughty little girl," I said. I went up to his mouth and dildo fucked his face a few times. "Take it. Nice and deep, like a good girl."

"Now let's try the hairbrush," I said. I picked up the hairbrush, rubbed the wood on his ass, and then started spanking him with it. I varied the intensity. His bum chased my hairbrush. When he got over eager I spanked harder until he started running away a bit from the blows, and then lightened up again. By the end of his spanking he was moaning into his dildo and humping the pillows, and had received a very well-reddened backside.

"There, that's what naughty girls get," I told him as I put the hairbrush aside.

I went back to him, reached between his legs, pulled his cock out behind, and told him to clamp his legs tight, keeping his cock and balls there, on display and for easy access.

I lubed his boy hole, and I worked my fingers into him. As I did this, I spanked him some more with my hand, and massaged his penis and balls. I then went to get the dildo out from his mouth and worked it up into his ass. When it was good and in I started hand-fucking him with the dildo and simultaneously hand-jobbing his cock from behind.

"Are you going to come for me, you little slut?" I asked him teasingly. "Here's some inspiration," I told him as I took off my top, baring my breasts. I stood where he could just see me by turning his head and continued his dildo-fucking and hand-jobbing.

"Oh Yes Ma'am! Oh thank you Ma'am!" he yelled out as he disgraced himself down the backs of his legs.

"Oh dear," I said, giggling, "you are submissive! I'll be back with a nice warm washcloth. You stay like that." I quickly put my shirt back on and left him there, ass up, dildo planted into his bumhole like a flagpole on a hill, and ejaculate on the backs of his legs.

I came back in with a warm wet washcloth and dry towel and cleaned and dried him. I had him go back onto his back, his hips still elevated by the pillow, the dildo still lodged in him. I made him put his legs up and back towards his ears. I held his ankles in my hand as I pulled out the dildo and used the washcloth on his anus and genitals.

"Like a little baby!" I told him as I held his legs up high, cleaning him. Then I put down the washcloth and spanked him with my hand saying, "bad little baby, making such a mess for Mommy to clean up." He squirmed in embarrassment as I did this.

"Better be on your best behaviour with your wife," I told him as I patted his tushy. "It's pretty red and she'll see you've been spanked by another woman if she has to take you across her knee herself."

"Yes ma'am, she'll never know," he told me with a wink.

We ended the scene and we kissed. He LOVED it and I got an oral sex reward later that night (times three, my favourite number!)