Worshipful Wednesday 14

Sorry about the car darling, but maybe you could teach me to be more careful in the future.

Holiday day trip =part 1

Monday morning and I was awake early. I was excited about what we might be doing that day. We had talked about going down to the sea at Gandia and exploring the town a bit and then having a beach layabout afternoon.

Also my wife had talked about giving me a good seeing to, with disciplinary treatment, after what I hoped I had proved was good behaviour on the previous day when we had a visitor.

When I took her some tea in the morning and we talked about the day ahead she spoke of the trip and the meals we might have by the sea, but nothing about whipping me. After breakfast when we were finally in the car on the way down the road and still no talk of spanking or whipping, it dawned on me that this might be one of her control days. 

Basically she would not discuss smacking my bottom and I would just have to be a submissive husband. There was no question of me raising the subject of being disciplined as this would not be correct  for a slave. I would just have to be patient. My brain was crying out for some disciplinary instruction but I removed all thought of spanking from my head and focused on pleasing her.

We enjoyed a wonderful day at the coast with some sightseeing and then beach sunbed time. Spain has these beach restaurants where you can hire a sunbed and shade for €5,00 and they generally have great seafood in the restaurant/ cafe area.





We were very hot, sea salty and sticky by the time we got back to the holiday cottage at eight o clock.and I suggested a swim in the pool. We were stripped off and in the water in a few minutes, enjoying our skinny dip and underwater petting as we stood in the shallow end. My wife climbed out and I was sorely tempted to give her bare bottom a playful slap but I resisted the urge.  As she walked she wiggled her hips provocatively and turned her head to look back at me over her shoulder. 

"Hurry up and get out of the water. Get on your knees and wait for me"

Worshipful Wednesday 13

Um, yes,darling. Just a little bit further.

Holiday friend visit

One of the reasons for visiting this part of Spain on a holiday was so that my wife could meet up with a girlfriend she hasn't seen for ages and who lives in Valencia. That city is about 2 hours from our holiday cottage. Her friend,  Maria, got divorced about 5 years ago and has rebuilt her life as a single woman.

Maria drove up to our holiday cottage for lunch on Sunday. She is an attractive woman and I was well impressed with her body when she got changed into a swimsuit to enjoy the pool, sitting down and taking the rays with my wife.

I had been told to be on my best behaviour on the day of her visit. My wife took me into the bedroom that morning and removed my shorts and pants and spanked me hard with our new round paddle.

This was a reminder, she said of what I could get if I was a good boy and acted appropriately in front of her friend.

She gave me a clear list of instructions and said that I could expect to have the butt plug in my ass and a crop whipping if I behaved. That would be on Monday she said.

I needed no further encouragement. The spanking had warmed my bottom nicely. 

I tidied up the terrace and prepared a nice lunch of salad and chicken and a dessert of iced lemon posset. The wine was chilled.

When Maria arrived in the late morning the sun was shining, the sy was blue and  I left the two of them to change into swimwear and settle in near the pool. I served them lemonade and some tapas. 

I had been told to keep myself occupied and to serve them lunch when my wife indicated she wanted it. She intended to tell Maria that I was on a fasting diet and did not eat lunch so I would not be joining them, I sat in the cottage finishing the lunch preparations and doing e mails for about an hour and half.

My wife came to the terrace door and told me that they were ready for lunch. Whilst they sat at the table I served them drinks and the meal and left them to their conversation. I returned to the table with dessert and then excused myself, as already planned by my wife, and said I was going into the nearby town. 

I set off with my laptop and drove into town and settled myself in  a cafe with wifi. I stayed there for another two hours until I received a text from my wife to come home.

Maria was just leaving as I arrived back at the holiday house. Both women  looked relaxed and happy and I figured I had done well as Maria told me I was  a perfect host and gave me a kiss on the cheek. She also gave me a slight pat on my bottom with her right hand which I was not expecting. I wasn't sure my wife had seen it.

When we had waved her off I went into the house to start tidying up and my wife went into the bedroom. Picing up all the things from the lunch table I was surprised to see the new paddle lying there next to the saddle bowl. I new it had been in the bathroom and its appearance now was puzzle. I left it on the table. 




When I had finished the washing up I figured that my wife must have fallen asleep on the bed so I set of for a skinny dip in the pool. The water was lovely and not too cold.









Freshened up I returned to the terrace and the paddle was no longer on the table. I wondered if I had dreamed the whole thing.

Maria was fascinated by the paddle, the voice behind me made me jump, just before the rapid swats across my bare butt made my cheeks flush pink.



I bent over from the waist inviting more spanks but they did not come. 



Instead my wife took me by my ear and made turn to face her. My erection grew as she was standing there in just her knickers.








Maria found the paddle in the bathroom when she went to the toilet. We had quite a conversation about it as you might imagine. My wife grinned at me. My erection was stiffening as I remembered the swat to my bum that Maria had given me by the car.

But that's girl's talk, she teased me, so you will never know what was said.

Car trip and demerits 3 and 4

So there it is. I was soundly thrashed with  90 strokes of the whippy cane on my second day of our holiday, all because I had created a £90 overspend on an unnecessary  hotel booking. And I enjoyed it all. I have not been caned so well in a long time.

The next day when my wife inspected my bare bottom she was very pleased with the marks and weals that the  cane had left and I was warmed throughout thinking of the pain and pleasure of the experience. I complemented her on the strokes and said that I appreciated her taking the time to discipline me. 


My wife promised me another paddling that day, as a maintenance spanking and told ,me that she was not ignoring the punishments that I needed for the other two acts of carelessness that I had showed on the drive down to Spain. 

She told me she would deal with these in due course and she was trying to think of a particularly painful way of disciplining me.



To bring you up to speed. the third error I had made on the trip was to leave the hotel in Spain and not pick up the passports and money from the wall safe in the room. We had had breakfast and I was supposed to take the overnight luggage from the room to the car and to settle up the bill whilst my wife finished her coffee and read her e mails. I did both of these tasks and we set off from the hotel. 

Ten minutes later I remembered the wall safe. My wife was angry that yet again we were going to lose time and I had been stupid enough to leave valuable documents. When we got back to the hotel the manager was very helpful and went with my wife to fetch the items. We were soon back on the road but not without me having earned her extreme displeasure. 

The fourth act of carelessness was more an act of defiance, I suppose, which led to yet another demerit. 

We stopped for some lunch about 4 hours from our destination at a busy roadside restaurant. I found a parking spot in the shade offered by the metal roof structure and my wife offered to guide me in. I rather snapped at her and said I did not need help reversing and then of course I ended up backing the car into a low metal post that I had not seen. 

Result - a dent in the plastic bumper and chipped paint. Not enough to merit a repair job but visible all the same and of course totally avoidable if I had accepted my wife's help.

Lunch was a short and frosty affair. A glass of wine took the edge off her anger however and she dozed for most of the rest of the trip.

Holiday caning

Hotel booking web sites are very useful but sometimes they are too helpful.


On our car trip down to Spain we needed a hotel to stay in for one night in France and one in Spain so I spent some time planning for the trip, working out how far we would travel each day, 



 I kept going back to web sites, looking at different places to stay and I would leave a reservation, which I didn't have to pay for, at one hotel and go and look at another.








Herein lay the problem - when i finally settled on a destination and a hotel in France I forgot to cancel another booking for the same night that I had made on a different web site,

 Hey presto, I got an e mail on the day we checked out of the Bordeaux hotel to say I had been charged €90.00 as a "no show" in a hotel located in a town just a bit further north.

Not good news. I thought about keeping the email to myself but I knew the debit would show up in our bank statement.

This was going to be the second of my four acts of carelessness on the drive down to our 
holiday cottage in Spain.

After breakfast when we had set off for the Spanish border I fessed up as we drove along.
My wife was furious and it took a couple of hours and a coffee and croissant at a road stop before she became friendly again.



The morning after my paddle treatment for speeding I took my wife a cup of tea. We kissed and I said how much I had enjoyed the sex the previous night and that I hope she had too.
She asked me to lower my pants so she could inspect my bottom and then said there were some marks from the paddle but not as many as she would have hoped for considering how hard she had tried to make the spanking.



My wife got out of bed and took the cane from behind the back of the bedroom door. She then took me by the ear and marched me out of the bedroom to the small swimming pool beyond the terrace


Clothes off, jump in swim two lengths and then get out and prepare for this .




She swished the cane in the air menacingly. 
I intend to carry on with the plan of punishing you everyday of this holiday.


I walked quickly to the poolside pulled off my pants over a slightly stiffening penis  and jumped. The water was cold, very cold and my breath came whooshing out as I struggled to the surface and swam as  fast as I could to the other end.

I swam the second length and climbed out in a few seconds and I stood dripping water at the pool side. The sun was already up and quite warm so I wasn't shivering but inside my stomach was churning with fear and with excitement as I thought about the punishment I was to receive.

My wife whacked the cane across my shrunken penis and balls and I jumped with shock. She swung again and this time caught the inside of my legs.

Ninety pounds, she scolded in  stern voice, ninety pounds wasted on a second hotel room that we didn't want because of your stupidity.

She hit me again under my balls with the end of the cane.

I am sorry Miss. It was ....

She used the cane again on my thighs leaving a sharp red line of pain.

Don't you dare. just don't you dare say it was a mistake. 

I kept quiet. 

Using the cane as a pointing stick she instructed me.

Go to that  table, get your feet and legs inside the seat and bend over to the other side.

This was going to be new - a caning outside on holiday. My wife has spanked me on our patio at home and thrashed me hard me in the privacy of our garage but never have I had a full-on open air caning.

I climbed into position. The wood surface was hard and scratchy against my hips and bending over the top was not comfortable as the backs of my legs rubbed against the seat planks. Still, I figured, I was not there to be comfortable.

I felt the cane glide up and down my bottom as she took aim and then she lifted the cane and it whizzed into my skin with a red stripe.

Hold still for thirty strokes. You will get another thirty at lunchtime and then thirty in the evening. Make sure you count clearly so that I can hear you. I have all the time in the world to start again if I need to..

One ma'am. Thank you ma'am.

The day went by in blur of cooking, swimming, drinking and caning. I was invited in for cunnilingus mid afternoon and spent a long time with my face between my wife's soft thighs. 

Holiday and a bit of discipline for my wife's slave.

We left the UK for a few days last Saturday, before the school holiday season starts on Frantic Friday, and we have driven to Northern Spain. We have become fed up with airports and it was a real pleasure to use the Channel Tunnel and drive through France and then down to the town of Albacete.

We are in a country cottage not far out of the town. The place has a pool so we are expecting great things of the heat in Southern Europe.

There are lots of advantages to coming by car and one of them is that you can be free and easy about toys.

My wife suggested that we take a cane, the riding crop and a paddle.I was intrigued and delighted that it was her making the suggestion. 


I packed the small 5mm diameter rattan cane which is whippy and has quite a sting when applied fast and furiously. When I reported that my wife finds the cane difficult to apply Ronnie at Heart and Soul made the suggestion that I cut the length down a bit so it is now 4 " shorter. 








I also bought a new paddle from a paddle company in the US which arrived just in time.

Our trip down was marked with 4 instances of carelessness on my part, each of which was noted down by my wife. Otherwise the drive was uneventful and the stopovers were enjoyable although a bit expensive on our night in France. We stayed one more night in Spain and then had an easy drive over the hills to Leon, getting there about noon.

We collected the keys for our holiday accommodation from an agent in the nearby town and found the pace easily enough. The closest house to ours was on the same hillside but a quarter of a mile away. We were definitely secluded. The house was simple in construction but well appointed and comfortable enough for a holiday. The pool was close to the terrace which in turn had doors leading into the sitting room.

I unloaded the car and my wife put things into cupboards and drawers. She pointed out where my clothes were and she had hung the cane and crop on the hook on the back of the spare bedroom door. She pointed out that I might be spending time in there alone waiting in the corner if I was naughty. My prick twitched at her words. 

She showed me where she had placed the paddle and other toys and some KY  in a drawer near in a chest near our bed. 

My wife changed into a summer dress and I got out of my travel clothes and had a quick shower before putting on some shorts and a top.

Once I had put the bags away in a storeroom we looked at what was in the kitchen in the way of basics and then went back to the town to buy food and drink. We were back by 7 pm and I unloaded the car and put everything away whilst my wife went off for her shower.

Whilst my wife read her book and drank a glass of white Rioja, I cooked some prawns and a steak and salad for dinner. We sat out on the  terrace on the sun loungers afterwards, enjoying our wine and coffee. Spain really is the best holiday destination.

After a time our snippets of conversation lulled and I got bored of reading so I got up to stand over my wife to give her  a  kiss and caress her on her bare thighs under the short summer skirt. She pushed my hand away.

Don't start getting fresh with me. I am not ready yet.

I was a bit crestfallen and probably looked it.

On the other hand, she mused, I am ready to deal with you. You're going to get punished each day of this holiday, sometimes maybe twice day so that your bottom is never anything less than a shiny red colour.

I must have looked a bit surprised when she swung her legs over the side of the lounger pulled me towards her and started to unbutton my shorts. She yanked these down, quickly followed with my pants and she took a side swipe with the palm of her hand at my semi stiffening prick. She then crushed my balls in a vice like grip and stared up at me with a threatening look in her eyes

Are you going to behave this holiday and do exactly what you are told. 
Yes ma'am. 

She dug her nails into the back my scrotum and I wriggled with the pain.

I do hope so. I want a nice responsive slave because I need to relax.

I nodded and said I would make sure she has a great holiday.

Good and in return you will get soundly thrashed and maybe some of this.

She rubbed my cock in a firm hand grip and leaned forward to kiss the end of it.

Who knows,  she grinned up at me,  if you cook some nice meals you might get this sucked.

I smiled at the thought and wiggled my hips in encouragement 

Not now Get completely undressed and go inside and bend 

She pointed to one of the chairs by the dining table, just inside the terrace doors..

I will be back in a moment so assume the position and don't touch yourself.

I moved quickly  to do as I was told. The chair back was quite high so I turned it around and bent forward with my hands on the seat and my bottom pushed back. There was a warm breeze on my bum as the hot air from outside moved into the cool air inside. My bottom would not feel cool for long.


In a few moments my wife was back standing  behind me, smoothing  the new paddle up and down my legs and across my bottom. I held my breath and with no further warning she struck my ass hard with the paddle. There was no delay to her actions, she just laid into my bottom with the new paddle scolding me along the way. 

As she paddled she reminded me of the first of my 4 acts of carelessness during the road trip 

Your were doing 100 km in that 60 zone near Tours  weren't you.?

Yes Miss but it was an honest  mistake. I just didn't notice the speed limit change so quickly.

It wasn't an honest mistake It was a stupid mistake. I had warned you only a few minutes earlier that the speed limits kept changing near the towns.

Swat, swat, swat the new stinging paddled hit first one cheek and then another in a continuous stream of spanks. It was all  getting lovely and stingling (as Ronnie would say)

You know that we'll probably have a fine waiting in the post when we get back home don't you? I saw that camera flash in the mirror.

Yes Miss. I'm sorry Miss.

The paddle crashed into my bottom again and to be fair I was beginning to enjoy the heat building up under my skin. I pushed my self up on my toes and arched my back trying to get more of my under bottom exposed to the swats and less of the top part of my curves. She threatened me with 100 strokes to equal the speed I had done.

Yes Miss thank you Miss. I deserve the punishment Miss. I was beginning to get into the zone and was craving the pain of the spanking.

The spanking was over all too quickly and I lay gasping over the chair with my leg muscles taught and my bottom throbbing.

My wife made me turn around and sit on the chair. The wooden seat was  blissfully cool.

Try wanking, she commanded, I want to see that cock grow. 

I applied my mind to it for several minutes as she removed all her clothing and wiggled her bottom in front of me. Sadly the pre-spanking the erection would not come back

Ah well, follow me then slave. At least you can give me what I want. 

She took me by the balls and pulled me up and away in to the bedroom..

Sunday spanklet

I left the back door unlocked when I went out yesterday afternoon.

My wife came home from having a manicure and walked into the kitchen to find a large puddle of rainwater on the floor, in addition to the open invitation that I had left to a cat burglar to remove all our belongings.

In her own words I won't be sitting comfortably for a week.

Mistress dream

Over a desk,
Arms outstretched, left cheek face down on the cold wood top.

Perfectly balanced,
Legs stretched apart, feet on tiptoes.
Thigh muscles taught with the strain.

Cane thrumming the air.
The sound of the stroke and then the pain.
An arc of white hot flesh turns blood red.
Short exhale and inhale of breath.

One thank you ma'am. Please may I have another?

Of course dear boy, We have only just begun. You deserve everything I am going to give you
and then I will ask you for the service that you owe me..

What a wife. What a Mistress. What luck I had when met her.

Happy 4th July

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Warm weather and hot butts

Hello. If you had a few days off work I hope you enjoyed them.. It is pretty hot in the UK and BBQ's were smoking all over the country this last weekend. I had a list of jobs in the yard and garden  to get through and my wife has been enjoying many hours lying on the longer taking some rays.

Sorry not to have written the blog for so long and I am somewhat ashamed of my FFF fitness routine which has not amounted to much in past months. I need motivating.

There has not been much spanking in the household but I have been following your blogs and dreaming of a "good seeing-to".

Things suddenly stepped up a gear on Friday, brought on by the hot weather and the fact that my wife was padding around in the nude in the bedroom, which is something she never does when it is cold.

After making her morning coffee  I was summoned to see her in the bathroom. She was holding the bathbrush and looked serious.

Go and get the butt plug from your toilet bag. 

This is a new addition to our toys. I had recently won £50 or so on a lottery ticket and my wife had suggested that since I had been good  about picking her up from the airport that week I could reward myself with a new   instrument. I asked her if I could buy a new butt plug instead of a cane or paddle and she agreed. I went on the internet and chose one of those with a remote control.. I had shown in to my wife when it arrived but we had not used it until now.

I checked that the unit was charged (no more batteries in most sex toys any more) and grabbed some lube jelly from the bag and returned to the bathroom.

Remove your clothes and assume the position, Hands on the sink and push your bottom out. 

I stripped quickly and put my clothes neatly on the floor by the bath. I got into place and my wife rubbed the back of the brush in circular motions. I pushed my bottom up by going onto my toes. I was anxious and excited at the same time and my thighs shook a little.

Not a sound, she said.

How many strokes ?, I questioned her. Fifty and if you speak again I will add to it.

For the next five minutes or so the room reverberated to the loud sound of wood on bare skin as  she blistered my naughty bare bottom with strong underhand tennis like strokes of the brush. She stopped now and then  to rub my cheeks and to admire how red they were becoming. It took all my will power not to move out of position which I was acutely aware would have only annoyed her and lengthened my punishment.

When she had finished my back was damp with sweat and I was short of breath because I had been holding it in too much instead of breathing normally between the strokes. My legs were aching and I started to stand up..

Stay right where you are and spread your legs wider. I saw a hand reach between my legs and open the cupboard under the sink. She pulled out a box and  heard her pulling on a latex glove with a snap of plastic.My wife stroked my bottom with cool fingertip stroking and kneading of flesh. Then I heard her test the vibrating plug with the remote and she placed some lube jelly around my anus and forced it slowly inside with one finger.

One more minute, she said, nearly ready. i will just put some of this on the plug and then you will be fucked with your friend. 

I heard the squirt of he jelly laving the tube. 
Are you ready you naughty boy.

Yes maam, ready maam..
Exquisitely slowly she pushed the tip of plug into my anus and then pulled it out. Then she pushed again and pulled it out.And then again and again until she had widened my ring and got me used to the feeling so that I stopped resisting. In one push she had it right inside me  in me and I gasped with the discomfort. I felt my ring close over the thin end of the plug. It was secure and the pian became a rush of pleasure as it settled inside me.

You're wearing this all day boy and I don't want any complaints. 

She reached for the remote and with a click of the switch gave me two or three pulses of vibration.
If your good and well behaved you will get these vibes  as a treat and you will get your bottom thrashed this evening.

Yes ma'am thank you ma'am. I don't deserve you ma'am.

No you don't , now get out and make the bed up.

I picked up my clothes and tidied the bedroom and then got dressed. My movements were a little wobbly as I got used to the plug and to the soreness in my well spanked bottom.

 I had quite a large smile on my face as I went downstairs My gorgeous Mistress had surprised me.
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We arrived at the supermarket early. We had decided to do the shopping and then head off to cafe for a brunch. My wife took the trolley and sent me off one way and then another to fetch individual items as she strolled leisurely around the vegetable, meat and cheese counters. At one point I argued that it would be  more efficient if we walked up and down each aisle together. She asked if I was arguing with her? I said no I wasn'I behaved better after that scolding and we finished the shopping in a cheery mood. As we stood in line at the check in my wife reached into her bag and I felt a stimulus of vibration flood through my bum and pelvis. She patted my bottom and smiled at me and then switched off the remote. There was a low buzzing sound but nothing that anyone could tell was coming from my bottom. It was our private joke.

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