Wife Trained to the Cock

In my last post I wrote about my first "wife training" of our week long cottage vacation. David was true to his word and gave me a spanking of some sort every single day. My bum was sore practically the whole week! And I was of course trained sexually, which was a focus for me (that and just obeying).

David came once a day, every day, inside of one of my holes or another. Good stamina! Congrats to my man for that. My orgasm was not as much a focus.

My pussy was certainly well used. And it was all "rough sex". I had my hair pulled, I was choked, I had my hands pinned, my tits mauled, my ass slapped, my face slapped, my face spat on, I was told I was a slut and a whore, you name it. Poor husband. I'm ashamed to admit that this is what I want during wife training, and he's 'gotta give it to me whether he wants to or not because... wife training!

Stuff like this turns me on when I'm in a super submissive state. And what reliably gets me into this state is a long hard spanking that has me kicking, crying, and begging for him to stop. The Muskoka Paddle was used a lot in my training: I was a well-paddled wife. I came to dread my paddling sessions, though I craved the entire experience of my wife training and accepted that the painful paddlings were a necessary part of it.

One of my favourites was missionary style with him pinning my hands above my head.

In this position he can slap my face, maul my tits, spit in my face, insult me to my face, and choke me.

I'm sorry, but I like it! My sore red bum, having just come off five minutes of fiery over-the-knee paddling makes me melt into his dominance. There's an internal thought that if I complain at all, I'll be back across his knee for an even longer and harder lesson in obeying him. That thought is sexy for me and makes me want to take it.

I also had to take it doggy style. Woof woof!

In this position he can slap my flanks, pull my hair, and really pound my pussy good.

His hips are also pounding against my paddled butt.

My job is to accept his intercourse submissively until he has his orgasm deep inside of me.

Amongst my trainings, one session focussed on my bumhole, and another on my mouth.

David only trained my bottom hole once during our five days. He told me at breakfast that day that I'd be required to enthusiastically accept anal intercourse that afternoon. I told him "yes sir". I'm no anal virgin, but neither have I been well-used that way either. The stretching of my hole to accept his big cock is still painful, but I had asked for five days of wife training and was expecting this, honestly, more than just the once. In one sense I was getting off easy with relatively so much pussy sex.

In the afternoon he told me to lay out on the coffee table in the living room a towel, lube, my butt plug (yes, I had packed it in anticipation), and the Muskoka Paddle. I was then to strip and kneel and wait for him. Oh gosh! Yes sir.

He came in, sat in the middle of the couch, picked up the paddle and told me to go across his knee. By this time I'd already had the paddle twice before. I stood. I looked at him pleadingly, and said "pleassssse", hoping he might shift to just his hand.

"Please paddle your rump until you learn to obey?" He asked.

"yes sir," I said resignedly.

"Well then get your rump across my knee so I can start today's training."

I started hyperventilating a bit and felt my tears coming already. My ass was still sore from yesterday's paddling. No. I did not want another paddling. It wasn't fair! I hesitated.

"Across," he said, "or else I'll get the cottage belt and give you a dozen hard licks before your paddling."

My hesitation would just make it worse. I draped myself across his knee. He started with his hand, but was not light, punishing me for my hesitation I imagined. He then picked up the paddle and rubbed it around my backside. He lifted it and brought it back down onto my cheeks. Ouch! My paddling started and didn't stop!

"Are you going to obey during anal?" He asked me.

"Yes Sir!"

Especially for anal I need to be "made to" obey. He continued my paddling to make sure I would obey.

"Not just obey, young lady. I expect you to show enthousiasm. I want to see your butt wriggling in delight on my cock, do you understand?"

"Yes, sir! Yes, sir!"

Still across his knee, he picked up my butt plug, lubed it and me, and inserted it gently. It was a challenge taking the plug, but I knew it would prepare me for his cock. I strained against, made as if to do a number 2, and then all of a sudden, in a little burst of pain, it went all the way in. Fuck!

When it was in he stood me up, placed the towel on the arm of the sofa, and then made me straddle the arm. He had me sort of the reverse way. Both knees were bent. My left shin was up against the seat back. The top of my right foot was touching the wall. I had to clamp the sofa arm with my thighs. My arms were in front of me, my hands on the ground, my head near the floor.

"Work that ass or it's the belt." He told me that as he slapped my butt and went to make himself a coffee.

I started working my ass, humping the sofa arm, rubbing my pussy against the towel as I straddled the arm. It was so humiliating!

He stood over me watching as he sipped his coffee. "Imagine it's my cock in you instead of your plug. Show me how excited you'd be."

Oh dear. I had to rub and grind and hump shamelessly exaggerating my ass going up, down, round and round. He slapped my ass for encouragement. It was hard work holding myself there and working my ass like that! Why do I crave to be humiliated like that?

"Good enough," he said, "let's see you do it for real. Scoot to the bedroom and kneel on the bed. I'll be there in a moment."

I got off my couch arm and scooted, walking with the plug up my bum, and went to the bedroom and knelt there awaiting my husband.

No way was it going to be pussy sex this time!

David came in, pulled the plug from my bum, lubed me some more, and began inserting his cock into me. The thing with real cock is that while it is objectively bigger, it's also somehow easier to take than a hard plug. David was rock hard, but there's always the squishiness in a real cock not present in a toy, and that makes it a bit easier. I still had to struggle and strain backwards into it, but he was gentle, and allowed me to more or less impale myself on him.

"Your cock is so good, baby," I said, knowing I had to. I pushed back into him driving him deeper and he started gently thrusting as well. At a certain point it got deeper than the plug had, and that opened a new part of me where I had to take it slow again, but then I started fucking him, wriggling my behind subserviently on his cock, allowing it to go deep, deep up inside of me. I put on a real show for him, moaning in delight, wriggling, circling, clenching and releasing, telling him how amazing his cock felt up my butt. I can get soooo submissive with a properly spanked bottom, which mine certainly was!

He started picking up the pace himself, holding my hips, thrusting more vigorously into me. Oh fuck it hurt! "Yeah, yeah, baby, fuck me harder, fuck me harder! Fuck my ass! I want you to cum in my ass!" And cum he did, thank goodness!

On another occasion he focussed my wife training around oral. Again we started in the living room, and again he spanked me red (including a paddling) before starting. After my spanking he had me on my knees on the hard wooden floor, kneeling up, with my hands clasped behind me. He stripped and put himself in front of me. I looked up at him, and believing it was expected of me, I took his hard cock into my mouth. He grabbed me by my hair on the back of my head and started fucking my mouth.

I felt like such a total slut!

I did the best I could without hands, and thought I did pretty good. Every now and then he took his cock out of my mouth and slapped me with it. He also just held my head back with his hand in my hair, and slapped me across my cheek. Those slaps were annoying, and I think he saw it in my face and said "hey!", and gave me a harder slap.

I deserved it. I deserved my slap. That harder slap returned me to sub state and I felt sorry I had disappointed him like that 😢. I did the best I could after that, and tried to be Daddy's good girl.

He pushed his cock into my mouth and told me to say how much I loved his cock. I did that, mumbling it out as best I could with a mouthful of cock. He then started moving around the room and I had to follow him, on my knees, keeping my mouth around him.

He stood me up, kissed me, and took me to the bedroom. There we lay in a side-by-side 69 position and he started eating out my pussy as I continued sucking on his cock, using my hands now, all over him. I started feeling him cum and I sucked as hard as I could and was rewarded with a big mouthful of his jizz. I had to swallow it, of course. He said, "good girl" and kept licking me, and fingering my cunt hole and g-spot, and bringing me to the biggest, most amazing, screaming orgasm of my life!

And that was my final wife training session of the week, and my ONLY orgasm of the week. I guess I had been a good girl!