Be Careful What You Wish For
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Be Careful What You Wish For

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Andrea sat beside Aaron in the family room contemplating the last of her plans, going over the script she had laid out for this evening. Over the last year she had learned that her husband thrived on discipline. That he loved to please her but when he failed her, he appreciated her correcting him, rather forcefully. They had talked about Domestic Discipline and the value of a good punishment, in particular a good spanking. In BDSM terms Aaron was a Switch, comfortable in both Dominant and submissive roles. His demeanour though was naturally Dominant, meaning he would like to be the one administering the punishments, that did not work for Andrea. She was willing to play, but it would be her handing out the spankings. They had agreed on trying out this dynamic and had engaged in occasional play for several months. The challenge was, Aaron had a very active and vivid imagination. He had done plenty of reading and watched more then a little porn. He tended to know exactly how he thought punishments should be meted out and when she missed the mark he was inevitably disappointed.

Andrea had tried several times to get him to explain what it was that he needed. Aaron always obfuscated, he did not want to tell her how to punish him. He told her that it was important that she be the one to discover their path. He explained if he told her how to punish then he was just "topping from the bottom!", a term she really did not understand at the time. Andrea had tried to read some of the books he had given her on the subject, but reading was a hobby for her. One in which she let her mind escape, the specific topic was rarely of any import and the contents of the story never stayed with her for long. She told him she had read the books, but both knew that in truth this was a lie. She may have skimmed the words but there was little understanding of the content.

The topic that had started their whole journey into Domestic Discipline was the desire for weight loss and healthier living. They had agreed a year ago that Aaron would lose 1.6 pounds every week. He would weigh in on Thursday and if he had not lost the required weight, he would be subject to discipline. While the punishment did not have to be a spanking both understood that most often it would be. Over the following few months he had missed the mark three times. Each time Andrea had tried to punish him, but in the end her discipline felt more like a reward. Reality was Aaron is at least a little bit masochistic, he enjoys the spanking up to a certain point, in fact spanking was often part of their bedroom play. Andrea's punishments were simply to light to have any real impact on him. Add to that the fact that spanking Aaron inevitably made Andrea horny and the impact play led to a good fuck and mutual orgasms. What was supposed to be a deterrent, meant to help change Aaron's negative behaviour had turned into a reward reinforcing the positives of not meeting his goals. This had led the two of them to abandon the practice.

Two weeks ago Aaron expressed his frustration with his inability to stay on track and lead the healthier lifestyle they had discussed and asked them to reaffirm the original arrangement they had to enforce his weight loss. They agreed to try again and that night Aaron told Andrea he was angry with his own failures and he needed to know this plan would succeed. He asked her if she would punish him that night, both to ease his guilt and to show that she was prepared to give him the discipline required. She spanked him that night, using a hairbrush she nicknamed "The Dragonfly of Doom!" because of the pattern engraved on the back. She did refrain from sex afterwards but she knew Aaron was not convinced that she could fulfill her promises. When she asked him what was wrong though he shrugged and avoided the question. In the past she had let him get away with such behaviour, this time she demanded he give her the answers and she expected them to be truthful and complete. Aaron was slow in his responses but eventually he told her "The punishment has to be so much more then play, I need to fear it so that I avoid it in the future. I need you to understand there is both a mental and physical aspect that the Dominant has to conquer. And I need you to have faith that I will tell you if your punishments are harming me." They talked more and tried to elaborate on each of his points. A large focus was on the mental aspect and Aaron insisted they agree punishment, humiliation and degradation were not bad words. He actually made her say those three words out loud several times, he would not budge until she could utter them with confidence. Andrea tried to listen and understand. The "harm" part was going to be hard for her to overcome. That night she had stopped after almost every stroke to ask "How was that?". She knew she had to start to trust her own observations, she had to push and explore his limits and she had to trust that he would use his safe word if needed. The aspect she struggled with the most though was the mental side. Andrea knew there was a pain response, that made sense, but the humiliation aspect confounded her and Aaron had never been fully able to explain it. So to understand it better she made an additional demand that he provide in detail how he would administer a punishment. Aaron offered to show her, which she promptly said "No! I told you to describe it!". He did just that, in surprising detail he spent the next 20 minutes explaining exactly what he would love to do to her.

Andrea listened that night, maybe more then she ever had and took in exactly what he described. She thanked him for his efforts before rubbing cream into his bottom and tucking him into bed for the night. Armed with his description she decided to do some reading. Not recreational reading like she would normally do. Research reading, the kind she would do for work or learning about her childs health issues. She delved into it and tried to understand the physical side, things like the threshold for tolerance. How far could she spank his bottom before she might harm him. Then she worked on the mental side, trying to understand the male mind and how adult spanking was so intimately intertwined with past life experiences. She also sought out some visual aids. Aaron had told her she could look up Femdom spanking or F/m spanking, so she did just that. She tried to find videos of real couples instead of staged porn shoots and had luck finding some. Her research gave her even greater understanding of her husbands needs. Having embarked on this journey she came up with plan and started to do what she knew Aaron did so often, Andrea came up with a script for how a night of punishment would play out.

It was early evening hours about two weeks later, Andrea looked over at Aaron "I thought we agreed in this house that screen time would be limited to one hour! You have been on that tablet for almost 90 minutes!". Aaron opened his mouth to respond to Andrea and she quickly cut him off, "I am not interested in excuses. You will go up to our bedroom, you will stand at the end of the bed in the submissive pose and you will await your Mistress!" Andrea knew full well they had not agreed to using Domestic Discipline over the screen time issue, particularly since both of them were routinely guilty of it. But she also knew they were barely into the weight loss journey and Aaron would likely be able to stay on track for at least another month. She was not willing to wait that long. Andrea looked over at Aaron, she could see his mind at work and she did not want him to have time to respond. In her sternest voice she demanded "I have given you clear direction. Do what you are told and do it NOW!" Andrea saw the surprise in Aaron's eyes, but he quickly responded "Yes Ma'am!" and made his way to the bedroom.

Andrea wanted to run in after him but she was learning the mental game. She had purposely picked her time because she knew she had 20 minutes left to go in her TV show. She sat back and did her best to relax knowing that this delay was more then she had ever made Aaron endure before. As the credits rolled Andrea stood up and made her way to her waiting man. She entered the bedroom and saw him standing at the foot of the bed, hands behind his back, feet shoulder width apart and his eyes cast submissively towards the floor. He was still fully dressed; in the past she had always directed him to strip nude while waiting for her. She had purposely not given that direction this time and was pleased that he was following her directions and not initiating that behaviour on his own. Andrea said nothing as she walked to the corner where they kept an antique chair, it had a shallow pan and no arms, it really was the perfect spanking chair. She picked it up by the top rail and moved it to the center of the room, leaving it there, just at the top of Aaron's line of sight.

Andrea moved to stand in front of Aaron and she spoke "You are here to be punished, you will do what your are told when you are told. You will only speak to answer my inquires. Should you speak at any other time without permission I will gag you and start your punishment over again. Do you undertand slave?" The monicker was her word, she knew Aaron did not really like slave as a title but it added to her power and gave her some confidence. Aaron whispered back "Yes Mistress" to which Andrea demanded "I can't hear you. You will speak in a proper voice or I will add to your punishments. Do you understand slave!". "Yes Mistress!" This time Aaron answered in a louder voice but it was clear from the tremor she heard in the answer that he was more then a little shocked by her behaviour.

"Good" she said "Take your belt off and place it on the bed." While he slid the belt out of it's loops and placed is carefully on the end of the bed Andrea took up the position in her chair. She sat just a little forward and had her back straight. When Aaron turned and saw her, he really took note for the first time this evening, she had very purposely put her hair up in a neat bun instead of her usual pony tail and her glasses were perched atop her nose. She saw him catch his breath just a little and knew that her appearance had the desired effect as his mind immediately stretched back to memories of a forceful school teacher or maybe the stern librarian. "Come slave, stand beside me!"

Aaron moved to stand in position beside Andrea and he immediately adopted the submissive pose he had early without direction. Andrea ordered him to drop his pants. He fumbled with the button and zipper before pulling his jeans over his hips and pushing them down. Andrea watched as he stood back up, Aaron's erection was very clear through the fabric of his boxers. She had known he would be very aroused at this time in the punishment, she also knew he would not be by the time she was done.

"Over my lap, let's go!" Aaron leaned out over her lap, placing his hands on the ground. Trying to be considerate and not put to much weight on his Mistresses lap. Andrea let him get into position before telling him to spread his legs wider. With jeans around his knees Aaron could only go so wide but he followed her commands. Andrea rested her hand on his left butt cheek for a few moments and then commenced her spanking. Andrea knew she was not inflicting much physical pain yet as she struck him through the fabric of the underwear but really this was just the warm up. At this time she was getting his head into the spanking while encouraging some circulation to his bottom. Her hand worked furiously spanking every inch of his buttocks. After a time she commented "This really is exactly how naughty boys should be treated. And you really are a naughty slave aren't you!". The blows stopped and she waited. "I asked you a question and expect an answer. Are you a naughty slave or are you not?" Aaron realizing quickly his error and ensured his response was sufficiently loud "Yes Mistress I am a naughty slave!"

"Yes you are naughty. And clearly not paying enough attention to your Mistresses lessons!" At that Andrea grabbed the waistline of Aaron's boxers and pulled them down enough that the elastic sat just below his buttocks. She was careful to ensure the fabric at the front stayed in place. Andrea's hand was already a little sore from the first part of the spanking but she committed to her course and laid into his now bare buttocks. She smacked his left cheek, then his right alternating sides and moving both high and low making sure to cover as much of his flesh as she could. Soon both cheeks were a nice consistent red. Aaron started to squirm at times and small moans escaped him but she did not relent. Andrea had lost count somewhere around 40 smacks but watching the colour rise and the motion of her slave she felt the initial phase of her plan was complete. She rested her hand on his buttocks and felt the warmth that came off them. Andrea smiled to herself, thinking he asked for this and it had only just started.

"Stand up slave!" Aaron stood and again immediately moved to the submissive pose. Andrea admitted to herself that she was a little bit impressed that he had not stopped to rub his bottom. She also noted that while his cock was still engorged it was not fully erect. Aaron was clearly struggling somewhere between aroused and chastised. Andrea pointed "You will go stand in the corner, feet apart and hands behind your head." Aaron shuffled over, knowing better then to move the pants now puddled around his ankles or the underwear that sat in such an uncomfortable position. He stood in the corner awaiting further direction but none came. Aaron was left to his own thoughts wondering what was to come next.

Andrea left the room after taking a few moments to admire the red colour she had left behind on her slaves bottom. Heading to the kitchen she stopped to hydrate herself and then picked up her own tablet anticipating clearing a few levels in her favourite game. She quickly realized the game was of little interest, she found herself distracted and took the time to contemplate why. The answer was fairly easy, she was enjoying this. She really did like dominating her husband and in particular liked spanking him. Andrea knew she was already aroused by this play and that the next hour or so was likely to heighten that. Trying to distract herself she set her mind to the game and cleared three levels before putting it down. She looked up at the clock, she had left her slave standing for 25 minutes. Aaron's super charged imagination would have been in full gear and she new he would be feeling both anticipation and dread. It was time to go give him good reason for those feelings. Andrea walked back into the bedroom.

Aaron was still standing exactly as he had been told. She had no doubt that he had shifted around and relaxed his arms a few times. That was acceptable for now, but they would be working on his endurance in the future. "Turn to face me and take off your jeans slave!" Aaron quickly moved to remove the jeans, being careful not to disturb his boxers. He folded them and placed them neatly on the nearby dresser. "What is your safe word slave!" Andrea asked.

"Red, Mistress!"

"The next part will be much harsher. You will be allowed to speak only to cry out or to beg me to stop. To be clear, I will stop only when I feel the punishment is complete. The only exception is if you use your safe word at which point we will immediately stop. Do you understand?" Aaron was quick to indicate he understood. "Good, I will be spanking you more then you have ever been spanked before. I expect you to know your limits and stop me if we reach them! But I will also expect you to endure as much as you can, the tears that flow from your eyes today will be very real!"

Andrea looked down and noted Aaron's erection was completely gone. He knew she meant business today and his fear was real. "On your knees slave!" Aaron quickly dropped to his knees. "Crawl to the bathroom and get the Dragonfly. Bring it back and present it to me!" Andrea hated this part, she was not comfortable with humiliation but she was learning to balance her desires against his needs. Aaron crawled towards the bathroom, perhaps a little awkwardly but following her instructions. He came back carrying Dragonfly the only way he could, in his mouth while he crawled towards his Mistress who now stood at the end of the bed. Andrea's Dragonfly of Doom as she had playfully named it was a wooden brush that Aaron had given her last Christmas. It was a fun gift that had been placed under the Christmas tree. He had left a cryptic note which she had not really understood, so when she opened it had not realized he was gifting her a covert BDSM implement in full view of other family members. When he explained it later she had smacked him in the arm and twisted his nipple while whispering "Your so bad!" and then gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Aaron arrived in front of her and kneeled up, taking the brush in both hands to present to her. Andrea took it from him and then stepped aside. "Up on the bed slave. Kneeling at the edge, ass up in the air and head down, arms stretched out in front of you." He quickly moved to the described position. Andrea watched him and saw him relax into the pose. She new there was both a comfort and acceptance here. He understood what was coming and was readying himself.

Andrea reached up and let her nails drift across his red buttocks. She wanted to dig her claws in but knew she would be marking him in other ways soon. She hooked the waistband of his underwear and slowly slipped them down. She ordered him to lift his knees so she could slide them off the rest of the way. "Now spread your legs!" She waited for him to shuffle his knees out "Wider slave!" and she used the head of the brush to push one leg and force him to spread them wide. She had a clear view of his cock and balls hanging between his legs. She noted that his cock had become stiff again and knew that she would be putting an end to that soon.

Brush in hand, Andrea delivered her first two strokes. These were exploratory, getting her distance right and figuring out how best to deliver her blows. She took her time between each, landing on the left cheek first and then the right. Andrea liked him in this position, it put the fleshy part of his ass right where it needed to be, she could access the top of his buttocks as easily as the tender seam at the bottom. The next blow was not exploratory, she struck his right buttock dead center and he cried out in both pain and surprise. She repeated the blow to the left only moments later and she watched as he grasped at the blankets on the bed and his ass cheeks clenched together. In the past she would have asked him how he was doing, now she understood better. He was experiencing pain but he was not suffering any lasting harm. Andrea chose to trust her slave and began the spanking in earnest. She struck him repeatedly, moving the brush around and varying her timing. Sometimes she would wait several seconds between blows sometimes she would strike three or four in rapid succession. She watched him squirm and heard his cries as she struck him. At times it looked like he was ready to throw his hands back and block her blows but he refrained. With each strike she listened carefully and was proud of her man for taking his punishment and never resorting to his safe word.

Andrea stopped and could hear a sniffle from her slave. She could see the effect of her spanking, his ass was bright red and there was early bruising in a few spots. Her love for her Husband made her want to stop. That same love told her she had to keep going. Again she had not counted but figured she had delivered at least forty blows. "Slave, you will reach back with both hands and spread your ass cheeks for me!" Aaron slowly reached back, he grabbed his already painful ass cheeks and pulled them apart exposing his anus. This was the part she had remembered from his description and she had come to understand what it would mean to him. There was a physical component here, spanking him on the inside of his cheeks would be even more painful then he had already experienced. But the mental component was even more profound. "Slave, you will hold yourself this way until I say I am finished. If you let go we will start over!" Exposing the anus had a significant effect on men, it was a complete act of submission or at least it was for Aaron. He was being forced to prostrate himself in the most humiliating of ways while being expected to endure the pain that was to come.

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