I love my wife very much. She supports me when I'm down, backs me up when others criticize me, and lets me fantasize when I'm in bed with her. Her name is Amy.
Years ago I was whoring around, drinking heavy, and just behaving badly. I was shocked and horrified when she couldn't take it any more and announced she wanted a divorce. I pleaded and begged for her to stay but she stood her ground.
A few days after her announcement she told me wanted to have a talk. She said she loved me too, but couldn't tolerate my behavior any longer. She stated I had to take a punishment as a reminder of my bad ways so they didn't happen again.
Later that week we went to an adult store that specialized in sado masochism. They had an assortment of paddles, whips, canes and other punishment instruments. She made a selection, and told the clerk that I would be paying, since they would be used on me.
The clerk said "a wise choice ma'am" and packed up the purchases.
Saturday was uneventful and I cut the grass, picked some weeds and did other chores around the house while Amy was off shopping. I wondered if and when my punishment would begin
When Amy came home, she put her bags in the kitchen.
She said to me "We're going to have a talk,
Oh. A talk, I thought. This is not a good sign. I said I was sorry, Amy said we've talked about this before. You know you're going to have to be punished don't you. Yes, I acknowledged.
She told me to be in the bedroom at 7PM, naked.
I thought about the impending punishment and looked at the clock throughout the rest of the day.
I undressed, and reported to the bedroom precisely at 7.
She had laid out the instruments of the punishment on the bed.
A thick strap.
A paddle with holes drilled through it to cause blistering..
