Standing in her shame corner wearing her knee-length sky blue summer sundress my naughty wife, Melissa, is being punished. I am sitting comfortably in the living room reading my newspaper glancing casually over the top edge at Melissa, making sure she stands perfectly still, nose touching the wall.
'Melissa Elizabeth raise your sundress nice and high for me,' I say.
I can hear Melissa groan knowing this will cause her more embarrassment. Even though she is 44 years old; on occasion, I feel that treating her, as if she were a child is the only way to get my point across.
Her short sundress makes its way up her legs exposing her suntanned legs. I can see where the tan line ends at the bottom of her white panties. She decides to stop the ascent of her skirt at the bottom leg band of her panty knowing this will not be acceptable to me, but doing it anyway to avoid embarrassment.
Standing I slowly I walk over to her spot in the corner. I grasp the hem of her skirt and lift it clear of her upper thighs. Two quick SWATS to each of her upper thighs right at her panty line causes her to jump and squeal.
'Now lift her skirt where it belongs, young lady,' I command. 'No more nonsense out of you.' I can see two red palm prints glowing from her tanned thighs.
Just as slowly I walk back to my easy chair and sit down. As I sit her sundress is already bunched at her waist. Her white full-cut cotton panties are now fully on display. I can hear a quiet sob escape from her throat. I make her wear little girl panties so she will remember that she can be disciplined like a little girl no matter what her age. She has begged me to let her wear fancy grown up undies; however, only on special occasions is this allowed. I even pick out her panties daily, not that there is much difference in the little girl white cotton panties. Some have flowers or balloons as a decoration, but all are white cotton full cut and tight around her buttocks.
'Lower your panties Missy make sure they are at her knees and turned inside out,' I tell her.
'Yes Sir, ' I hear her say quietly.
Taking her thumbs she inserts them into the wide waistband of her panties lowering them slowly over her hips turning them inside out. Her firm backside slowly comes into view. The creamy white skin is in stark contrast to her nicely tanned legs. I watch as her panties lower to her knees and stop. She spreads her legs, so they will not slip any further down knowing I will spank her if they do fall.
Noticing that she has tightened her bottom cheeks, I once again stand and walk over to her. I remove a coin from my pocket and place it against the wall, making her place her nose on the coin. I order her to tuck her toes inward, so that her buttocks must relax. I feel her bottom with my right palm to make sure it is relaxed feeling the tautness leave her cheeks. Her nose is flat against the wall with her toes turned in and her panties stretched tight. It forces her to lean forward and push out her backside towards the center of the room.
'Now stand there and don't dare move until I allow you. You should know that I want your bottom cheeks relaxed when you are in your shame corner, young lady,' I say.
I hear you sobbing wishing you had not waited until the last minute to pay the credit card bills causing a late charge to be added to the bill. I have told her repeatedly about her procrastination. I have lectured, scolded and even have taken some of her privileges away from her. It seems to go in one ear and out the other, as the next time she again waits until the final moment before doing some assignment she does not enjoy.
I look at my watch and realize it has been 15 minutes. I have things to do tonight so I feel it is time to get this over.
'Okay Missy into the center of the room and keep your skirt bunched at your waist,' I order.
I hear her mumble, 'Yes Sir.'
