SPH: Humiliated Again and Again

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Karley Sciortino writes the blog Slutever. Read her last post, “When the Life You Choose Is a Life Less Ordinary.” Yes, Ma’am. I was wrong. I was wrong to have argued with you about the deposit receipts, or about being grounded. And I should not have acted resentful today by being unfriendly to you all day.” Were do I begin? First let me explain about my mother. She was verbally abusive & very controlling. When she was married to my father, she was very unhappy and a miserable women. At a very young age, is when the verbal abuse started. I was a bed wetter growing up and she would scream at me. One time she had me undress and stay in my room naked as she hit me with my sheets that was wet with urine. I had to stay in my room for the whole day...no TV, no Toys and no clothes. She thought she was teaching me a lesson. Finished in the bathroom, I glanced in the living room as I went to my office to dress. She was still reading the paper, but was dressed now in tight-fitting jeans. I also noticed she had on perfume, as I could smell it as I passed her bathroom. It was a light, and very feminine scent call Lace, and it was one of my favorites. The next day I called the local newspaper with an ad that the ladies had written the previous night. It read,

First was Ryan, 15 strokes with the strap, bent over administered by Debby. I watched as Ryan grabbed the strap and handed it to Debby. He went to the middle of the room and Debby pulled his boxers down. She laid into him hard, he moaned but kept position. While he was getting punished Aunt Kay read us all some of his offences, very personalIt is amazing the camaraderie that develops between DWC folks. At Debby’s insistence I invited Don out for a game of golf. We were awkward with each other at first but then soon conversation flowed easily. Even though we didn’t speak of the other day there was an obvious bond between us. Don and I have become good friends and we see them both frequently. Both Don and I know that when the four of us get together we will definitely be getting disciplined but wouldn’t have it another way. True friends like Sandra and Don are hard to find and well worth the “pain” and effort of keeping. We were to be on best behavior, meaning acting like gentlemen, at all times with all the ladies. The women were all empowered to discipline any of the men; right on the spot, if they felt it was appropriate. My anxiety level went up even more after all of that was explained. Soon couples were disappearing upstairs and coming down a few minutes later with the men looking quite subdued. I was talking to another guy when Debby and Sandra came up with the idea about a month ago. We were having dinner at a local restaurant after one of out discipline sessions with Sandra and Don. He and I could barely sit after a particularly rigorous session from our ladies. Don and I were put through our paces. As always our wives read our latest transgressions out loud and then decided between them what the punishment should be. I had been caught masturbating to web porn and knew I was going to get it bad. Don hadn’t done anything bad to deserve punishment but seemed to suffer guilt by association and got a good dose of the cane from Sandra. I got the cane, strap and paddled by both women until I was blubbering like a baby. That night both women were discussing the positive impact of discipline in our lives and wondering how to introduce more women to the lifestyle. By the time dinner was over the idea for the Lady’s Empowerment Club was formed. When I came out of the shower Sandra was gone and Debby gave me a big hug for being the “Greatest Husband” in the world. She thanked me for being there for her friend. The next Monday I could barely sit at my desk at work when flowers came for me. They were from Sandra, the card just said “thank you” and there was a coupon to a day of golf at a good local club. Even though it hurt like mad, it feels great to know that I’m fulfilling my end of the DWC contract of being there at my wife’s discretion. The exams were always the same, he would look down my throat, take a throat culture using a swab, he would have my lay day on the exam table, he would listen to my heart...feel around my chest and work his hands down my lower tummy and then place his hands underneath my waistband of my undies and feel the base of my penis. I would always start having an erection.

Debby proceeded to tell the women all my worst habits and attitudes. The women took notes and asked questions. Debby confided the most intimate details about me and all I could do was stand there. When she was done sent me to the front of the house to wait for all the men to be done. The wives were very excited and talkative through dinner but all the men were very quiet in anticipation. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Have a real happy marriage!

My Roommate Knows my Fetish chapter 3 by TinySmalls1138, literature

Next, he had to be redressed. Momo grabbed ahold of the young man's arms and kept him held in a full-nelson as the brunette grabbed ahold of the diapers laying on the ground. He wasn't intended to use them as a baby would, but he would still look utterly adorable wearing them. Since tomorrow is your day off don’t expect to be doing anything other than what I tell you,” she informed me. Do you understand?”“Yes ma’am,” I replied, knowing I was in trouble and deserved it. When she wants to, she can give me a spanking that leaves my ass sore for days, but I’d never made her this mad before. I wasn’t looking forward to tomorrow, I was unaware she planned to start tonight. I heard her raise the paddle again as she resumed my punishment. This time it was forty strokes, slow and measured. Each one bringing an involuntary cry of pain from me as the paddle burned across my naked bottom. “I see I’m getting your attention,” she sarcastically commented as she laid a particularly hard stroke at the bottom of my cheeks. The whole time speaking to her...he as examining my penis and of course I would ejaculate..but this time my orgasm was a bit more intense and my cum would now fly out of my penis and I would ejaculate pretty fast. Once again he spoke to my mother private.