A Sissy Spanking

Diane doesn't use corporal punishment on me that often.  In fact, She's already received many more spankings from Paul as part of their sex play and the mildly submissive role She plays with him than She's given me in years.  Her domination and punishment is usually of a different sort, less physical and more emotional. 

And lately, because of the positive behavioral effects of my chastity, there's really been no instance where my actions have warranted any discipline.  Since i've been in chastity starting January 1, i've been even more docile, obedient and doting on Diane.  Diane's even commented on how i've become a better "sissy wife."  But, i suppose there's no such thing as the "perfect" sissy wife. 

After a rather contentious meeting with a potential client (they're not potential clients any longer) and a drive back into town i wasn't in the best of moods.  My allergies were also kicking in earlier than usual this year and i was just irritable.  i would be getting home a little later than i'd planned and still had to pick up some fresh fish for dinner. 

Once all the preparations for dinner were done i felt a bit better and just settled in and waited for Diane and watched some basketball.  Diane texted me that She would be at least an hour late.  i asked if She were with Paul and She simply responded "No."  Later, another text added another hour to Her estimated time of arrival. 

i suppose She would have also been in a better mood if Her tardiness was a result of spending time with Paul, but it wasn't.  After expressing Her frustrations when She got home, i responded with what in retrospect was a rather snarky remark about my long wait.  That didn't go over very well and before She put an end to the exchange, i had obviously crossed the line.

One of the benefits of a relationship like ours is that little things rarely become big things.  Before they do, Diane immediately calls a "time out" and reestablishes Her authority.  She doesn't really call a time out per se, but She simply says the discussion is over and i get the point.  Then i get the crop.

i went upstairs to retrieve the crop and was ready to bring it back downstairs when Diane met me at the bedroom door.  "We'll do it here" She said.  "Here" meant me bent over the edge of the bed with my ladies shorts and panties down to my ankles while She swatted me with the crop.  There were forty swats, with short breaks after each group of ten.

Diane decided on the number.  i had to count each one, and during the short breaks i had to apologize to Her for being surly.  i don't know whey She decided on forty swats and never asked.  Each one hurt.  And when it was over, my bottom was red, warm and stinging.

We finally ate the grilled fish last night.  It was a lovely night and we ate outdoors. 

It was also a lovely dinner, albeit delayed by Diane's late arrival, my sissy spanking and time spent worshiping my beautiful Dominant Wife. 

And since we're counting, She did have two orgasms as a result of that worship.

love,

sissy terri

p.s. - Coincidentally, my sissy sister Jo got her own comeuppance  yesterday!

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Wearing Diane's Panties

Diane insisted "it" was Paul's idea.  If it was, then Paul certainly "gets it" when it comes to humiliating a submissive sissy cuckold like me.  If it wasn't, and Diane had at least something to do with it, then it's just an innocent little white lie on Her part.  And there's not doubt She "gets it."  More about "it" later.

Wednesday's little tryst between Diane, Paul and i didn't last very long.  i didn't look at the clock when they arrived, but Paul was certainly there less than an hour.  The brief encounter was announced by a phone call from Diane when they were probably 10 minutes from our home.  The phone call was to tell me how to dress (nothing but some pink slippers, my strawberry shortcake apron and of course my chastity belt) and what to do (take the bed down but leave the panties and crop there and wait for them in the kitchen) and to let me know that Paul wouldn't be able to stay long since he had a meeting that evening.  i sensed some sort of surprise was coming.  i was correct.

The two of them wasted little time in heading to the bedroom.  There was a "hello sissy" from Paul and "we'll call you when we need you" from Diane.  i stayed in the kitchen for fewer than 10 minutes before i was summoned by Paul.  "You can come in now sissy" was all he said.

When i walked into the room the first thing i noticed was how bright it was.  We have a very large picture window on one side of our bedroom that faces the back patio and a view of the desert.  Despite it's privacy (no one can really peek into it the way the house faces and because of the elevation) we usually keep the window shades down.  On Wednesday, they were wide open with a full view of our pool and large patio.

Now, let me get to "it."

My eyes quickly adjusted to the brightness and i saw Diane kneeling on the bed, face down buried into a billow, legs spread and with Her beautiful bottom raised up.  She was wearing nothing but the panties i had bought at Victoria's Secret earlier that morning, following Her's and Paul's specific instructions.  The panties looked far better on Her than they would have on me.  Diane didn't move at all when i came in, nor did She say anything.  Her face just stayed buried in the pillow.

Paul stood at the foot of the bed naked and holding the riding crop.  Diane's white panties lay crumbled on the floor at his feet.  "And you were so worried about how the panties would look on you" he said with a sarcastic smile on his face.  "Don't you think they look nice now?"  i was able to come up with a "Yes Sir" as i stared at Diane's beautiful frame on the bed, Her ass on full display toward the wide open window.

My dreamy state was quickly broken by Paul.  With the end of the crop, he picked up Diane's panties from the floor and handed the to me.  "Here, put these on.  But before you do, feel how wet the crotch is."  i took them and immediately felt the dampness of the crotch.  They hadn't been there very long and Diane was definitely aroused when She took the panties off.  Either that or they had purposely wet them in the bathroom.  i think it was the former and not the latter that got them wet.

"Diane wants you here for her spanking" Paul said.  "Kneel over there like a good sissy" he said pointing to the front side of the bed.  i knelt on one side of her while Paul stood on the other with the crop.  It was as intense a scene as i've ever been involved in, kneeling there in chastity, in my wife's panties and watching Her as She awaited a spanking from Her lover.

Paul began by teasing Her with the crop, running it up and down Her inner thighs and using the flat leather at the end of the crop to tease Her vaginal lips.  "She gets wet so easy" he said looking at me then gave Her a little slap on the ass with the crop.  "Are you ready honey?" he asked Diane.  "Yes Paul" She said and then, no doubt on queue added in a very submissive sounding voice "Please spank me."

"You're such a naughty girl" he told Her as he began to swat Her.  As the swats became more intense, He asked Her why She was being spanked.  "Because I wet my panties" was Her reply.  Paul laughed and continued the spanking, he would only stop to use the end of the crop to massage Her pussy.  When he did, Diane would moan in pleasure.  He did this often and once, set the crop down, pulled Her panties aside and used his finger to probe Her.  i wasn't sure, but i thought She might have had a mini orgasm when he did that.  He then resumed the spanking.

There was plenty of verbal teasing which i thought was obviously for my benefit but after seeing and hearing how Diane responded to it all, there was definitely pleasure all around.  "Bet you'd enjoy having a patio full of friends to see you get spanked eh?" Paul asked Diane.  She loved the teasing. 

And Paul? By now he was totally erect, clearly pleased with how things were progressing.  The spanking lasted until Diane's bottom was bright red.  There were no welts or serious marks, as if Paul knew exactly when to stop to avoid such things.  He'd accomplished what he wanted.

He pointed to the panties She wore with the crop and told me to "take them off."  i slid them down with Diane's cooperation.  When they were off, She got back in the original face down ass up position, her reddened backside waiting for more. 

"Would you like to get me ready for Diane?" Paul asked me.  i told him i would and he laughed and said "Maybe next time when I have more time."  Maybe he sensed my disappointment, or maybe he had it planned all along but he then said "But you can at least kiss it."  i submissively planted a kiss on the head of his cock.

"You can go now and come back in when I leave" Paul said.  i left them alone for the remainder of their lovemaking.  It was short but intense.  i could hear their moans of pleasure.  There was no faking it. 

Not long after, i was called in again but this time by Diane.  When i got up to the bedroom Paul was dressed and giving Diane an intimate kiss.  "She's all yours now.  Enjoy" he said.  "Don't worry, I can let myself out."

i did what a cuckold does after the lover's left.  Diane had multiple orgasms, surprising since She'd had at least two with Paul.  i could taste and feel Paul in Her, which made it that much more intense and satisfying for both of us. 

i'd never seen Diane so submissive and yet so aroused.

i never did get a chance to wear the panties i bought that day.  Funny, but wearing Diane's made me feel even more submissive.

love,

sissy terri

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Sissy Satisfaction & Sexual Frustration

An anonymous reader left the following comment/question to my post "Serve me...you sissy slut!"several days ago:

"I believe in one of your prior posts you mentioned Jake taking your man p***y. Does that still happen, or was it just wishful thinking on your part? We would love to hear about it when it does occur."

Here's how i answered it:
  

Yes, it does. i've always had a hard time writing about the more sexually graphic aspects of my intimate relationships. So i tend to leave that our or sometimes hint at it. In time, i may include more about it. Hope you understand...xox

i tried to keep the answer simple but obviously, there's some complexity to it.  i shouldn't find it hard to write about such things but i do and shortly after i started this blog i decided that i would keep it more R-rated than X-rated.   i suppose my reluctance and difficulty to pen these things here stem a bit from the embarrassment of it, some guilt and maybe even a bit of prudishness.  Who knows.  i've given up trying to psychoanalyze myself a long time ago.  i wouldn't even turn that process over to the experts!

i have enjoyed taking the full female role during sex with Jake in the past, and this time around we've done it again.  But now, it's quite different, fulfilling and even humiliating in a very kinky way. 

Yesterday's meeting with Jake was in a strange way, all encompassing of the many feelings i fantasize about as a submissive sissy.  That's were the "sissy satisfaction" comes in.

First, there was the anticipation of receiving a spanking for what i believed to be an unknown offense on my part.  Turns out, the spanking i received was just to prove that Jake could spank me anytime he wanted to.  i questioned him about, which only led to a more severe spanking.  "I owe you one because I can" was his explanation.

There was also his requirement that i be wearing a white bra, white panties and white thigh highs to greet him when he arrived.  Whether they are easy or difficult, sissies follow orders and derive enjoyment from doing so.

Then there was the housework i did while waiting for him.  He'd left me a list of things he wanted done with the final item simply stating that he wanted the house to look perfect when he got home.  i thought it did, but he hardly noticed or said anything.

Before any expressions of intimacy, there was the spanking.  Jake was more verbal than usual, at one point telling me to thank him for every swat on my fanny.  The spanking began as playful and became more intense though never being violent in any way.  Yet it was quite painful; the pain brought about by the length of time i spent over his lap.

My ass a shiny shade of red - "Go look at yourself in the hall mirror" he told me - he was ready to have me serve him orally.  i had to slip off his shoes, take his socks off, undo his belt, take his slacks off and fold them neatly, slide his jockey shorts off and wait for him to give me permission to take his cock.  Anticipation can be very arousing.

My serving him wasn't a rushed type of thing.  i didn't spend all my time on his cock either.  He wanted his balls paid attention to.  My preferences weren't important.  i just followed directions.

i was so looking forward to receiving a facial from him.  Honestly, i'd been looking forward to it since i knew we'd be getting together.  He knew it.  My desire was ignored.  i thought sure he was going to orgasm several times and somehow he was able to show the type of self control i certainly lack and continued to have me serve him.

The last time he did so he told me to stop and go into his bedroom, take the bed down and wait for him there.  i didn't have to wait long.  He had me take my panties off and climb onto the bed on all
fours.  My ass was reddened again, sensually lubricated and used for his pleasure.

So much sissy satisfaction.  Yet, there was plenty of sexual frustration.

My CB-3000 was on the entire time, without a chance of it being removed.  Jakes lovemaking was marvelous, skillful, sensual and dominant.  He had me assume several positions, a couple of which we'd never tried before.  i wasn't able to have an orgasm in chastity, though once i felt very, very close.

Perhaps a true submissive experiences no such frustrations.  They're 100% in tune with the desires and pleasure of their Dom/mes and nothing else.  Does such a submissive even exist?

On the other hand, the frustrations i experienced yesterday provided a perverse type of satisfaction.  The type only a sissy submissive might be able to understand.

love,

sissy terri

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A Sissy Spanking

"I owe my sissy a spanking."

The words were Jake's and not Diane's.  They were spoken early last evening when Jake confirmed our next "date" on Friday afternoon at his place.  The immediately aroused me and i've been thinking about it ever since.

It's been a long tine since i was over his lap. Probably more than two years when, during our first fling together, he would periodically experience some of his more dominant moods.  This time he's not only more dominant but more consistent about it.

i asked him what i'd done to deserve the spanking and he simply told me he would tell me on Friday when we saw each other.  i can't think of anything i've done and if i've done something to upset him, i'm sure it's quite minor.  Perhaps, i've not done anything at all and he just feels like spanking me.  Or maybe, he'll make up some minor infraction that i'm guilty of and use that as an excuse.

He doesn't need an excuse.  I think he knows that.  Being made to take your place over another man's
lap and accept his punishment is a very submissive act.  Doing that is just as sexually stimulating, or perhaps even more so than the spanking itself.

The spanking makes all else that follows it even better.

Unlike the previous spanking at the hands of Jake, this time i'll be locked in my CB-3000.  Before, my penis, even though it may have been encased in some panties was free to experience the excitement of what was happening.  This time my penis won't be free.  It will be a first for me.

love,

sissy terri

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Altoids, Riding Crops & Tampons

i had to take a few days off from blogging because of an unexpected business trip to the west coast.  i also stayed there an extra day to visit a former colleague of mine who is now retired and living just outside of San Diego.  i got home last night, just in time to start my period.  Diane had the tampons and pads waiting for me when i arrived.  Any escape i have from being Her sissy wife is always temporary and never a return to full masculinity.

While i was away, Diane and Paul did have an opportunity to get together here yesterday afternoon, with the whole house to themselves, much as they did on Wednesday afternoon while i was out playing golf with some friends.  It was a hot afternoon on the golf course, but probably even hotter in the master bedroom back home.

i came home immediately after Diane texted me.  "Coast is clear" She wrote, meaning that Paul was leaving or had already left.  i was about 15 minutes away enjoying a cold drink in the club.  i excused myself and promptly went home.

Unless you've gone through the experience, it's hard to describe the emotions that run through you when you return to your house, enter the bedroom and view your wife along with the remnants of the lovemaking She's enjoyed with Her lover.  There's the sheets strewn all over the bed, pillows on the floor and your Wife laying there on the bed that may contain one or more wet spots as evidence of their lovemaking.

There are other things that might even be around that provide evidence of the kind of sex they had.  Prominently displayed on the nightstand was a riding crop.  It's a toy we've had for a long time, a toy that Diane's used on me.  This time i knew that Paul had used it on Diane.  i didn't have to see (although i couldn't help but notice) Her beautiful bottom with red swats on it to know She wasn't the one wielding the crop.  Diane had submitted to Paul that afternoon, making me feel even more submissive than usual. 

Next to the crop sat an opened and half empty box of peppermint flavored Altoids.  The powerfully flavored candies weren't used as breath mints; that much i knew.  Diane told me Paul likes the feeling they provide after She's had a few of them and puts his cock in Her mouth.

It was now my turn to have a few of the mints.  Diane loves them as much as Paul does when i lick Her.  Despite their strong minty taste, the taste of Paul's semen was still present and powerful; another reminder of my cuckold status.  i finished my duties by kissing and licking Diane's reddened bottom for a very long time. 

"It's been quite a satisfying afternoon" Diane said after enjoying the second orgasm She had from my oral attention.  She also allowed me to cum while i licked Her bottom.  Slowly moving my sissy clitty back and forth against the sheets while i tongued Her butt led to my own orgasm.

Satisfied with me, Diane got up and showered while i changed the bed sheets.  There were several wet spots on the sheets.  At least one of them was mine. 

love,

sissy terri

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A Sissy Spanking

i had a wonderful afternoon with Jake on Friday.  It was the most relaxed we've been when together since we first met.  Trysts like ours (two married men getting together for sex) are usually accompanied with lots of anxiety and nervousness for obvious reasons.  It's also more difficult for the partner who's going to the other partner's home.  They can't experience the same level of security the other feels.  It's only natural.

Jake was here at our house on Friday afternoon.  His golf clubs for our Friday afternoon game never made it out of the trunk of his car.  Neither did mine.  Instead, we played other types of games.  Diane wasn't due home until around 7 PM and as the afternoon wore on, Jake seemed more and more comfortable.  He was more dominant as well.

Getting ready for his arrival had me in a high state of arousal.  i swear i came close to cumming just thinking about being feminine for him.  i wanted to surprise him , but couldn't decide what to wear to greet him.  i had bought a pretty powder blue babydoll set just like he wanted, but i didn't want to be wearing it right away.  Instead, i laid it out on the bed in a guest bedroom and thought i'd lead him by the hand into the bedroom and slip it on for him.

i changed into some cute white short shorts with pink panties underneath, a white bra and a sleeveless pink blouse.  i also wore a pair of heels, a cute faux pearl necklace, a short wig, light makeup and mascara and a hint of lip gloss. 

However, minutes before he was scheduled to arrive, i changed my mind!  i thought it over and felt he might be expecting me to be wearing the blue babydoll set, so i hurried to make the change.  i'm glad i did.

i answered the door wearing the babydoll pajamas, in heels, makeup, necklace and smiling at him with my pink pouty lips.  i could tell right away that i had pleased him.

"I'm happy you followed directions" he said, "otherwise I would have had to spank you."

He must have sensed a little disappointment in me because he quickly added that "I may decide to give you a sissy spanking anyway."   He immediately put me into femme subspace.

Submissive as i felt, i did take him by the hand and led him into the guest bedroom.  He took me in his arms and held me while he kissed me and told me to get him undressed.  With my clit throbbing n my panties, i tried to take my time while i undressed him, but wanted him naked quickly.  i kissed his chest when i took off his shirt.  i stroked and kissed his thighs when his pants came down.  i buried my face in his crotch and kissed his cock when i slid down his briefs.

He pushed me down on the bed and lay on top of me.  i wrapped my smooth legs around me as i felt his strong muscled chest against my smooth bosom.  "Soon, I hope you're ready to let me take you like a woman" he said.  i felt my heart flutter.  i was stunned.  Nervous and unsure about what to say, i waited a little and said "i'd love that."   Before i could say anything else, his massive cock was parting my lips.

We spent the afternoon in bed, talking in between bouts of sex.   There was also a little modeling for him.  When i told him how i had changed my mind about what to wear to greet him, he told me to put the original outfit on for him.  He liked it.  It's the outfit i wore for my spanking.

It's not the first time i found myself over a man's lap.  Ken had spanked me before but not that often.  Jake got into it.  It was more than a playful spanking.  i loved being told what a naughty girl i was.

When the spanking was over, i proved it by taking his beautiful cock in my mouth and swallowing every drop of his hot and loving cum.

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