Tuesday, 18 March 2014

Go to your Corner

As a disciplinary wife I know that not every little thing requires Elliot to be whipped. Sending him to his corner to think about his position is often just the thing. And I have to admit I love watching his little cock get hard as he presses my panties to the wall with his nose. It is a quick, effective and very humiliating means of exerting control without actually hurting my darling.

He has written a book about "Cornertime". From midnight tonight it will be available for free at Amazon. You can get it here.

Leave a comment and tell me how you enjoyed it...For every comment left I'll put Elliot in his corner for five minutes, for every review over at Amazon he'll spend ten minutes nose to panty to corner.

Thursday, 6 March 2014

Quick and to the Point

A dominant wife has to keep track of where her husband actually is. While regular maintenance whippings are ideal in some cases, they can also become routine.

I like to surprise Elliot as I did after dinner last night.

"Go into our bedroom and take your position." I said after he had cleared the table. He looked a little surprised but hastened to obey. About a minute later I came in to find him stretched out over the corner of our bed his trousers at his ankles.

"I don't want to take much time tonight so no warm up and six hard." With that I started.

Whipping Elliot is necessary and a bit fun. Whipping him quite hard with six strokes delivered in less than a minute, each one leaving a lovely red welt, is actually just how I like to whip him. He may want ritual, I want results. And I got them: on the last stroke he yelped a little and arched his back straight up.

"There, we're done. Pull up your pants and join me at the dinner table."

He pulled up his pants and then knelt before me. "Thank you Hannah." was all he said. As he should.

I really should do this more often.

Wednesday, 5 March 2014

Kissing the Rose

Every once in a while, after my shower, I like to have Elliot pay a bit of oral attention to my pretty backdoor. It is an odd sensation feeling him push his tongue in knowing he is otherwise never allowed to.

I am not even sure I like the feeling but I still tell him, “Further up. Get your tongue where it belongs. Where I want it.”

Once he is all the way in he has to try to stimulate me with the very tip of his tongue. It sort of tickles and, after a few minutes I will have had enough. He always looks so lovingly embarrassed as he gets off his knees, face flushed.

“Now go to your corner you dirty boy.”

I wonder if I should soap his mouth clean. He hates being soaped and I only use that punishment if he swears more than is seemly. I like to let him stand in his corner for a few minutes as I get dressed before sending him to rinse out his mouth. He will certainly have my taste as his little cockette gets hard thinking about what I've just had him do.

Starting his day in this position makes my lovely husband all the more loving and humble throughout his day. Plus it is quick and, other than the tickling, more than a little stimulating.