Discipline

Yesterday I wrote about my craving for Dominance. The craving to create a scene where cagedmonkey was on the very submissive side of things. I wrote about wanting to basically use and abuse him… dare I say, to fulfill a lighter version of a “Rape Fantasy.”

For our wonderful followers pleasure I thought I would describe how the 4 hours of alone time in the house went. I really do feel like it’s worth hearing about. For us it was pretty deep Dom/sub stuff, humiliation and forceful sexual things. I do hope you enjoy and I assure you one hundred percent that I am not exaggerating our sex scenes or telling you fantasies.

Our morning started very early cagedmonkey got home from work while I was getting the kids up, fed and out to their day camp. While I was gone I left him with instructions. He was to prepare the bedroom, the bed restraints, get my wand ready and make sure a few select toys were available to me when I got back. He was also to be waiting for me downstairs, naked.

I walked back in the door and my good boy was sitting on the couch – wearing nothing but his Jail Bird. So damn sexy, was my first thought. I’d already explained to hubby how “hungry” I was for him. So walking in the door seeing him like that made me that much hungrier for him. I stripped down to nothing but a black tank top and straddled him on the couch and got him going a bit by grabbing his face and forcefully kissing him, by licking his lips like he was some yummy lollipop. Once I felt myself get past that point… that point of need, I told him it was time to go upstairs.

First thing I did was instruct him to lay face down on the bed, it’s not like I needed access to a caged up cock. This was all about me taking him, using him and abusing him, I had no use for his cock. I tied him down tight spread eagle on the bed.
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Once he was tied down I spent a good time with my paddle against his sexy little ass! Oh good Lord did I ever get turned on spanking him. I literally pooled under me and was actively dripping from my wet pussy.
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I realize that I like spanking him a lot, like a whole lot! I just had no idea I liked it so much that it would cause my pussy to pour out under me while doing it. It is something I really need to do much more! I just loved the noises he was making, the moans and whimper as I smacked the paddle against his cheeks. I spanked him progressively harder, all over his ass. I spanked both cheeks, and also spread his ass apart and swatted his actual asshole and just for good measure I gave his exposed balls a light tap.

After I got his ass a nice gorgeous rosy red, I started to use a prostate massager on him while I used my magic wand to vibrate his balls and cage. The combination of anal stimulation and vibration had him moaning. I just love when he moans! While doing that I could feel myself enjoying the powerful feelings. I was really getting into it the more sounds he made. I continued swatting him with my hands as I was stimulating his senses. All of these sensations had him writhing on the bed (as much as the restraints would allow).
 

I felt so aroused and knew it was time to take what I wanted. Plus I figured while his ass was stinging, it would be a great time to get my strap-on. I strapped my lower half in and grabbed, what we call the “Pearl” attachment – it is a pearl blue, not obnoxiously huge non-phallic rubber probe, so somewhat soft. Before I started in on his ass, I made him get pearl ready so I could use it on him. I walked around the end of the bed, held pearl at the base and demanded he suck it. I fucked his mouth with it over and over while he drooled spit down his chin and all over the bed. I kept sliding it in and out forcing him to gag over and over on my strap-on. Once I felt he’d gagged enough I climbed up on the bed and positioned myself behind him. I made sure to use lots of lube and I began by slowly making love to him, but very soon I realized I could not get the leverage I wanted. I said “oh fuck this,” and yanked pearl from the strap-on and began using it by hand. I was fucking him hard and deep with it, pushing it in as far as it would go. Cagedmonkey was moaning and squirming and, was I ever getting turned on by the sounds I was making come out of him. Soon, he began to moan louder, especially because I started talking dirty to him, telling him what a little slut he was.

When I felt like his ass was taking pearl way too easy I told him I thought it was time for something bigger. I went to our closet and got another one of our attachments, this one was a large, ribbed, bronze dildo – MUCH larger, still rubber but a little more firm. He knew that one was going to fill him up and maybe even hurt if i used it on him. He begged me not to, but I just continued walking to him. I stood right at the end of the bed in front of his face and lifted up his chin. I looked down at him, directly into his eyes, and said, “Suck it, bitch,” and I shoved it into his mouth. I fucked his face with it, forcing it down his throat and making him gag heavily on it. When he tried to swallow all of the saliva that was dripping off the dildo, I told him he didn’t have permission to swallow and I continued fucking his mouth. The spit was running down his chin as I continued to make him choke on the huge dildo.
 
Then I positioned myself behind him once again. He was begging and pleading with me again not to fuck him with it, but I simply did not respond. I slathered that big thing with lube and slowly pushed it into his ass, deeper and then a little deeper. I then began fucking him with it, slowly at first and picking up the pace as I kept going. It wasn’t to long before I was pounding his ass with the dildo, hard and fast as deep as it would go. He was screaming, no and being me to stop. After a few minutes of this torture I felt his body just fall limp on the bed. This didn’t stop me from fucking him, however, I continued to rape his body like a rag doll. The whole time I was calling him dirty names – asking if he liked being fucked like a filthy slut, telling him that I loved punishing his “dirty whore ass”, etc. It was an extremely powerful feeling!

I wasn’t quite done with him at that point. I untied his ankles and demanded he get on his knees and told him if he wanted me to stop so bad he had to show me. I forced him to rock himself back into me and fuck himself with the dildo. I can only imagine how humiliating it must have been being forced to fuck himself with the one thing he is hating! Making him do that gave me an even bigger sense of power. I’m sure I must have giggled out loud at my excitement… making him do that because I told him to. He really is a good subby hubby who takes what I give him.

When I was finally done, I decided it was my turn. I untied him and laid back on the bed and demanded that he lick my pussy to an orgasm. He happily followed my instructions, slurping up my sopping wet pussy and licking me to two loud orgasms. Then I rolled over on my belly and positioned my wand on my clit while I pushed my ass back against his face, forcing his tongue deep into my quivering asshole. I came a couple more times that way, loud and forcefully until I couldn’t take anymore. I rolled over and laid back, exhausted yet satisfied. Cagedmonkey sat there, abused and terribly frustrated.

Being a wife and Keyholder can bring on a lot of confusing and conflicting feelings. Especially when it comes to whether or not we want to allow our sweet locked up boys to orgasm.

I noticed last night as cagedmonkey and I were messing around that I had this feeling of wanting him to be so horny for me that he would just take me. That’s all fine and dandy because I have such a devoted, good boy that I can take his hand and put it on the back of my head and he knows I want him to grab my hair, flip me on to the couch and slide into me. What he also knows is that I don’t want him to cum while having his way with me… and he won’t.

While 99.999999% of the time I do not want him to, I really think there is this itty bitty part of me that wishes I could push him past the point of being a good boy. I said, I THINK! It really felt like it last night. I felt like I wished he was so horny he would disobey me. Of course if he did, he’d be punished for it because it would be cumming without permission but maybe part of me wants that? Maybe part of me wants him to disobey so I can punish him? I really DON’T want him to cum. However, there is this little part of me wants to know if I’m THAT irresistible. Could I possibly get him so horny that it pushes him so far as to not be the extremely devoted good boy that he is.

Perhaps just getting him to a begging, pleading, practically crying mess will satisfy my “am I irresistible?” feeling. It’s so frustrating because like I said I really don’t want him to but maybe I do want him to challenge me!

Anyway… I’m not sure what I really want but cagedmonkey and I talked about this very thing today because that’s what you do in a relationship. You talk, about everything! I told him how conflicting the feelings were but that the “don’t orgasm” feelings beat out the “disobey me” ones. We talked about how we could get to a point of, in the moment, letting him know that he had a choice to obey my rules or disobey them. Well really he always has that choice but if he disobeyed at any other time I would be extremely disappointed and probably get depressed and his punishment would be pretty severe. If there was that moment of me being like “well I wouldn’t be devastated if he was so so so bad that he just had to disobey me and take me” I would need to be able to let him know. If it was a moment like that where I let him know with a few choice words there would still be consequences but perhaps no where near as harsh as him making that decision on his own whim.

I’m telling you… if you ever think your wife, girlfriend, partner and Keyholder has an easy job, you are very mistaken! A lot of us get these conflicted feelings. That’s not to say everyone does but I’m sure a good amount of us do.

For those of you holding your breath to find out how our first correction went, I thought I’d update!

As those of you know, who read my last post on discipline, it’s not my favorite thing to do. I do feel like it went pretty well. I was a little easy on cagedmonkey since it was our first spanking to correct behavior and the injured shoulder, of course. He knew why he was being corrected from a few days before. Last night I had a lot of playtime on my mind so I cracked open my toy box and let him out of his cock cage. You’ll have to get his thoughts on this but I think he was a bit excited (nervous?) about it because he had a nice erection as we got started. I instructed him to get fully naked and position himself on my lap with his hard cock between my thighs and his palms on the floor. I told him how many swats he was going to get and also reminded him of the reason. I began by rubbing my hands on those beautiful ass cheeks. That might have been a mistake. 🙂

I realized when I started rubbing my hands over cagedmonkey’s ass that I was starting to do the exact thing he was being corrected for. I was procrastinating! I didn’t want to have to do what I was doing but it lasted only about 30 seconds in my mind because I knew I had to get it over with and we could move on. I began spanking him and the first few were pretty good ones, he was a good boy and took his spanking like a man. I heard very little whimpering but I’m sure he wanted to complain that it hurt. Each time I made contact with my hand, his ass would clench and I’d wait just long enough for him to relax before giving the other cheek a good swat. I also mixed it up so he didn’t get used to the rhythm of every other cheek being smacked. At times I would double up on one and that’s when he clenched harder. Here is a picture of the results, hopefully he has learned that I will not tolerate procrastination.
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Overall I’m very pleased with how it went, it was quick and relatively easy. Still I’d rather not have to correct behavior. I am a very lucky wife that I have a boy who actually listens well and is pretty well behaved so I don’t have to do these corrections often at all.

When cagedmonkey and I started out on this journey we came up with an agreement, typed it up, printed, signed and dated it. In our agreement we set up guidelines for discipline. I’m not going to get into what they all are here but they’re pretty simple. Follow the rules or two things may happen, you may receive a “Correction” for minor offenses (ie: getting sassy with me, being lazy etc) or a “Punishment” for major infractions such as breaking any part of the agreement.

Again, these are things we agreed on, not something I decided that he had no say in. It’s not like I was all “I’m going to spank you with a paddle if you are a bad boy and there is nothing you can say about it.” We thought these things through and its what we feel is best for our relationship.

I was chatting with a like minded friend and his wife recently and we talked about how hubby’s and wives often times get irritated with each other and out of fear of their spouses reaction they don’t say anything. Those feelings tend to hang around and grow and fester and resentment builds. I know this from a lot of experience.

Cagedmonkey and I are both guilty of doing this for quite awhile in our own marriage. The great thing about adding discipline into our marriage is that those things that irritate me/us can be talked about, let go of and resolved within a short period of time and no need for any resentment.

On to why I’m writing with this post. You see, I’m not some cold hearted bitch who is into beating my hubby into submission. Rather I’d like to never have to discipline him! I don’t like it and I don’t want to have to do it. With that said, I signed that agreement too that said I would hold up my end of the agreement. If a “rule” is broken I must provide a correction for the behavior or a punishment.

Up until now I’ve only had to give one punishment for having an orgasm without permission. Whew! That was an easy one! Hubby got one week not being allowed something he really enjoys, which meant he was not allowed to look at or touch my breasts. He’s obsessed with them so this was a difficult punishment for him. 😉

I’m finding that it is much more difficult to give a correction than a punishment! Tonight hubby will be receiving a correction for being lazy and more specifically for not following through on something that was asked of him. I’ve chosen to give him a good spanking for it. Plus, well I’ve been craving spanking his sexy ass so well it’s a good choice. Yum!

My point is, it’s not always easy for the wives in a Wife Led Marriage. We have responsibilities to keep our boys in line and on the right path and behaving properly.

I know some couples in FLR/WLM are a bit deeper into the discipline and have regular (weekly) maintenance spankings to help solidify their roles in the relationship and they also keep a log of offenses which are weighted and take care of them all in one punishment session at the end of the week. I’ve been researching again as to why this would be and I don’t have a specific answer for that but I have discovered that there is a kink(?) out there called F/m Domestic Discipline. That’s a whole different post on its own.

For now, I’m off to warm up my hand in preparation of giving cagedmonkey some nice red rosy cheeks later. I know it won’t end up being that harsh of a correction since I’m right handed and I have a pretty significant tear in my rotator cuff that is heading for surgery.

Ok maybe I’ll post a picture later of the results! 😉