Soon after my husband and I decided that we would try domestic discipline we thought out my weekly lesson. It is a lesson in submission. I have to admit it sounds rather worse than it actually is. I agreed to submit to the proceedure once a week on either Friday or Saturday night. This is a good night for him as it allows him to unwind at the beginning of the weekend. First I made myself ready for him. I bathed and put on a nice nightie. Than I waited for him. It was part of the agreement that my lesson would begin when he was ready for me. I have to admit that the thought of waiting for ball games to finish doesn't sound all that appealing to me. I also got our little one off to bed. Finally, he called me into the bedroom. I was a little nervous over what was about to happen to me. He sat down on the edge of the bed and asked me to stand beside him. I told him how my week had went and anything that I felt I should improve on for the future. This is short. Men want women to get to the point. I told him I didn't think I had done a good enough job cleaning the house this week. Then, he looked down at me and told me what I needed to improve on. This week, I have to stop biting at my nails and keep them manicured. (I don't seem to want to bite them as much since we started dd). Then he told me to undress myself. This was the first time I undressed for a spanking. It is quite humbling to have to tell your man where you missed it during your week, have him tell you where you came up short in his eyes and then undress your own ass for a spanking. He chose to bend me over some pillows. I didn't complain or try to get out of it although I really did want to. Suddenly, this wasn't all that much fun. Smack! I gripped the pillows and yelped as the sting spread across my tail. Dispite reading about DD, I didn't know it would sting that much. Smack! I yelped, I had said I wouldn't but I did. By the time my ass had been smacked ten times I was squelling into my pillow. I remember telling my husband to stop--it hurts. He rubbed my poor stinging tail for a second and then said,"honey, thats the point, its supposed to". When he felt I had enough (it wasn't to long, I didn't commit any major offenses this week) he turned me over and sat me on the floor. With my bare red tail planted on the floor I had to thank him properly for disciplining me right then and during the week. This envolved a great deal of his man hood and the back of my throat. I never did enjoy this, still don't but agree with my husband that it makes a great addition to a submission lesson. When he tired of my mouth I was instructed to lean over the bed. I was then treated to a hard cock sliding up my ass. For any who haven't been initiated, this treatment will definitely leave a lady knowing who is in charge. Well, he made through work of screwing my ass. I let out little yelps the whole time. Somewhere during the process, they changed from yelps of pain to yelps of pleasure and I felt myself clench in orgasm.
Afterward we both felt relaxed. I know my husband enjoyed being treated to my ass but I think there is more than that. He knows that I have submitted not only to his discipline but also to his pleasure. I feel relaxed knowing that whatever I did last week won't be brought up again against me. I've already paid for my crimes. I am actually looking forward to the next lesson, coming this weekend. My bottom ached all day Sunday but it just reminded me of what had happened. I find I liked carrying that reminder with me. I was taken out to dinner as a reward for being a good girl. I find myself wanting to please him more both in and out of our bed but that is the subject of another post.