peredur48: otkfme2: Women do have a lot of patience when it comes to discipline. Our disciplinary re
peredur48: otkfme2: Women do have a lot of patience when it comes to discipline. Our disciplinary relationship is still new and strange. We are exploring Her power over me and my need to submit to Her. She is teaching me obedience. Having established Her right to punish me, She has overcome the inhibitions She felt before, about deliberately causing me pain. Today, I lost the receipt from my supermarket shopping, making it harder for Her to check whether I have shopped sensibly.“I told you always to bring home receipts, didn’t I?” She points out.“Yes, Mistress; you did.”“So where is it?”“I’m sorry, Mistress. I can’t find it anywhere.”“That’s careless, Tim. More to the point; as I’ve specifically instructed you to bring me receipts every time you go shopping, it’s disobedient.”“Yes, Mistress. I’m sorry.”“Being sorry after the fact isn’t enough, Tim. You’ve got to learn to do as you’re told. Put the shopping away and make me a pot of tea. I’ll deal with you after that.”When I have completed the little tasks She has set for me, She is waiting for me in the bedroom. I can see that She’s holding the new leather belt which She’s going to use for the first time. She tells me to undress.“It helps to know how to get the best out of an implement when I use it to discipline you.” She says, as I undo my shirt buttons. “Apparently, when using a leather belt, the thing is to fold it with the rough side out. I read that in Jillian Keenan’s ‘Sex with Shakespeare’”Her voice is calm. I am beside myself with nervousness; all fingers and thumbs. In my haste, while trying to undo my shoe laces, I make the knot tighter, wasting time. Beads of sweat are gathering on my forehead. I glance anxiously into Her face. “I’m in no hurry, Tim; but if you take too long, it may go worse for you.”At last, I am naked. In spite of my fear, my cock is rampant. I try to cover it with my hands. She smiles.“Let’s see how stiff that thing is after a few strokes of this belt, young man.”Languidly, She gets to Her feet and pulls the high stool into the middle of the room. “Bend over.” -- source link