Justin and Marie - Spankings for Skipping School (Part 2)

This is the second part in Justin and Marie's story. It is about the time when Marie's mother found out about Justin punishing Marie.........read on to find out more.

Justin had finished his masters and his parents were asking him to go over to Australia to help with the family business. However when he told his parents that his Godmother, she was his father's younger sister, needed him to help coach Marie for the A Levels (of course he did not tell them about the spankings) his parent agreed to support him financially while he stayed in Singapore to help Marie with her studies.

Although the school holidays was a “painful” one for Marie, she felt herself falling for Justin. Although she feared the pain of the punishments she had received, she felt good to have such a person “take care” of her in such a way. Her attitude to school however had not changed much and she found school pretty much a bore. School had just started and Justin's grilling of her during the school holidays meant that some of the chapters to be covered in the second half of the year was already covered by her with Justin. Therefore she began to skip school, occasionally and then more and more frequent. She would go out, catch a movie and meet her friend after school had ended to take any homework and made sure she was back by 4pm so that she could have her tuition with Justin. Justin, thinking that Marie had an attitude adjustment during the school holidays, was none the wiser and because she seemed to have a positive attitude, for the first two months that school reopened, he did not even need to spank her.

However, sometime just after the second month, Justin received a call from Marie's Junior College teacher. (Now as Marie's mother was working and she had told the Junior College to call Justin if anything cropped up with Marie at school.) Marie's teacher was worried and had called Justin to check if everything was alright at home. It turned out that Marie had been skipping school so often that she had only be going to school twice a week for the past three weeks. Justin thanked the teacher for informing him and reassured her that he would get to the bottom of things when Marie reached home later that evening. Justin thought about calling Marie on her mobile but decided against it decided to “surprise” her when she returned home.

When Marie returned home that evening, she saw Justin sitting on the living room couch reading a book. On the coffee table was several implements placed neatly. Sensing something was amiss but not thinking that it was anything serious she sat down opposite Justin and jokingly asked if he was cleaning his implements. Justin put down his book and smiled. Ignoring her question he asked her how was everything at school, as if to sound her out. Still not sensing that anything was wrong, she said everything was great and went on about how she felt she could understand better in class and all. Justin smiled and played along with her conversation for a bit then suddenly his face became serious and he looked straight into Marie's eyes and told her that her teacher had called earlier in the day and had told him that she had been skipping classes. Marie froze in her seat, she did not dare look Justin in the eye and looked down as she asked him if her mother knew about it. Justin told her that she did not know yet but added that it was the least of her problems for the time being. Justin told her that it appeared that all the punishments during the holidays to change her attitude towards her studies did not have an effect at all. Marie quickly responded it did, that was why she had come home everyday at 4pm for tuition with him, it was just that school was quite boring. Then as if something had possessed her, Marie mumbled out that to a certain extent she had more motivation when she was being punished. It shocked herself the moment it came out and she continued to stare at her feet embarrassed and hoped that Justin did not hear it. But alas, Justin heard it crystal clear and said a,”Very well then, it seems that we may have to resume some practices that we had during the holidays”. To her own surprise, Marie felt a tingle inside her when she heard those words. It was as if deep down she wanted to be punished by Justin. Despite this, her heart also sank when thinking about the pain of the likely punishments. Justin told her that he would punish her severely this time as it was important that she get it into her head that she not skip school anymore. He then put the implements into the duffel bag, slung it over his shoulder and with his other hand grabbing her arm, he led her to her room. Marie followed in silence and at the same time wondering why Justin was going to punish her in her room this time. She was soon to find out.

Humiliation and punishment go hand in hand. Once in Marie's room Justin closed the door behind him, and sat down on Marie's bed as he pulled her over his knee and gave her a blistering two minute handspanking over her school skirt. He then made her remove her skirt before he put her over his knee again and gave her another two minutes of handspanking. Marie was starting to sniffle and her tears were welling up. She remembers that at that time she could already feel the burn on her bottom and yet her panties and not come down yet! After that, Justin made her stand up and remove her panties. Then it was back over the knee for another blistering two minutes over her bare. Marie was already crying after the handspankings and Justin put her in the corner to reflect on her actions. After about 15 mins, he called Marie over and asked her about what she had reflected upon. She told him that she knew that she should not have skipped school and she promised that she would not skip school anymore. Justin replied that it was a good start to begin thinking that way but there was more to her punishment. He then pulled her back over his knee and gave her ten hard smacks on each butt cheek with a hairbrush. Justin paused for a while as Marie laid over his knee and he lecture her about the importance of going to school. He then gave her another ten smacks with the hairbrush on each of her butt cheeks. Following that, he instructed Marie to remove her school top and made her kneel in the corner with her hands behind her back. As she knelt there, Marie felt terribly embarrassed and exposed. She had never been in such a state of undress in front of anyone, even her mother. Yet at the same time, she felt a bit aroused that she was in such a state in front of the guy she liked. After another 15 minutes, Justin made her stand in front of him with her hands on her head as he lectured her once again. He told her that he hoped that she was beginning to learn her lesson. Marie nodded in between sobs and said that she would never do that again. Justin gave her a slight smile and said that he was sure that after the rest of the punishments she would never skip classes again. Upon hearing this, Marie dropped to the ground crying and holding on to Justin's leg. She pleaded not to be punished anymore as her bottom was really very sore. Justin told her it was to be a severe punishment but he would give her a choice, if she felt that her bottom could no longer take anymore punishments, she could choose to be punished on her thighs. Marie shivered at the thought of going to school with any welts on her thighs. So she whimpered that she would bear the punishment on her bottom. Seeing that her bottom was very sore, Justin told her that he would postpone the rest of her punishments and would only give her one more implement. He then asked her to choose one. Marie chose the cane. As Marie had only gone to school twice a week for the past three weeks, this meant that she had missed 9 days of school. So Justin decided that she would be given 9 strokes of the cane. Justin instructed her to remove her bra and lie on her bed. She was to lie face down with her face turned to the side, her hands by her side and her knees bent so as to push her bottom up (It was something like the doggy position.) Justin told her that she was to count every stroke and say that she would promise to not skip school ever again. Justin made Marie feel every single stroke and she was crying uncontrollably at the end. Justin told Marie to remain in that position while he went to buy dinner. After he returned, he made Marie kneel on the floor with her hands behind her back while he lectured her on how she'd better not skip school anymore or the punishment would be worse than today. At the same time, he told Marie that he was going to resume punishing her on a regular basis. For starters, he would spank her three times a day. Once in the morning before she went to school, once after she returned home from school and once again at around 10pm before she went to bed. Although Marie had just received a severe punishment, Justin told her that the spankings would begin that night. He told her that she was to go to him for the spankings on her on accord during the stipulated timings and if he had to call her for the spanking, he would use the ruler as well.

So that night at 10pm, Marie obediently went to Justin, who was sitting in the living room, and told him that she was her for her spanking. Justin told her that just for that time, as she had been punished severely, he would spank her over her shorts. It would be on the bare from the next day onwards. Just as he had begun to lay the first few spanks on Marie, his Godmother walked in and stood frozen at the living room. She had gotten off work early and had come home earlier than expected. Marie quickly got up and sat down beside Justin. Her faced burned with embarrassment. His Godmother was remained silent, though it was more of shock than anger. However, in a bid not to create any misunderstanding, Justin quickly got up and helped his Godmother to the couch and decided to tell the truth about what she had just witnessed. Justin told her everything and about his rationale of his “carrot and stick” tuition program for Marie and how that it was nothing sexual but because he had promised her that he would help Marie with her studies. He explained the positive effects of how Marie's grades had improved tremendously. He then continued on about Marie had been skipping school. During which Marie's mother showed a visibly upset face and scolded Marie for it. To Marie and Justin's surprise, she continued about how Justin was right that Marie had been having it too easy. She even went on to say that if only she had taken the time to take Marie in hand, things wouldn't be the way it was. She then said that from then onwards, Justin had her full blessing to take her in hand. She added that Justin was her Godson which made him Marie's Godbrother thus in a way he had a responsibility to teach her right from wrong. Then she turned to Justin and put her hand on his shoulder and thanked him, and ended with “I believe her punishment had only just begun when I came in, carry on with it. I want to see how it is. She has been in a need for a good spanking for a very long time. Make sure she really learns her lesson.” Marie cringed in embarrassment while Justin hesitated for a moment before he nodded turned to Marie and said,”Well you heard your mother, back over my lap.” Knowing that Justin would spank her harder now that her mother had given her blessing, Marie buried her face in the couch as she braced herself for a very painful spanking. Justin blistered her bottom for a good three minutes with Marie crying out from the start. As Marie got up and attempted to sit back on the couch, Marie's mother commented,”Are you sure you are supposed to sit back down? Back in those days, we had to kneel and face the wall for a bit to reflect.” Marie looked at Justin who motioned to wards the wall beside the couch. Marie obeyed quickly, afraid that her mother may urge Justin to punish her somemore as she did not know about the earlier punishment in the day. As Marie knelt in the corner with her hands on her head, her mother thanked Justin once again and remarked how more subdued and obedient she seemed now that she was being punished. She said that she was leaving it to Justin to punish her. But she added that felt just a handspanking on her shorts was a bit to little and he may want to be abit more severe in future. Justin gave a slight smile as his Godmother made her way to her own room to shower. After his Godmother had retired to her room, he instructed Marie to go to her room to prepare for bed. He reminded her about her daily spankings.

So for the rest of the school year, each morning Marie would knock on Justin's door with her bottom bared, clutching her school skirt and panties in her hand. Justin would then give her a blistering three minute spanking which would leave her in tears. This he said was to ensure that she could feel it throughout the day and remind herself not to skip her classes. Once she returned from school, she would immediately removed her skirt and panties once again and report to Justin for her second spanking of the day. It was also three minutes but Justin would not spank as hard but still made sure it stung and so occasionally Marie would drip a tear or two during this spanking. At night Marie was to be kneeling in the middle of her room with her bottom bared by 10pm sharp waiting for Justin to give her a final spanking for the day. At the same time it was also confession time. If Marie had not done her home work or had fell asleep during class, she was to place a strap beside her. When Justin came in, he would ask her what she had done to deserve the strap. Then she would remain in the position as Justin strapped her. As Marie was already being spanked three times a day, Justin normally gave her five strokes of the strap at the most if she had anything to confess. After that she would receive a one minute spanking before she went to sleep.

In addition to that, in a bid to ensure that Marie paid attention in class, Justin made Marie write a daily journal. It would include a brief description of what she had learnt during each lesson of the day. Each Saturday afternoon, Justin would go through the journal and for each lesson that she did not log in the journal for the week, she would receive five strokes of the cane. At the same time, if she had written any mistake that she did not confess about during the week, she would receive ten strokes of the strap. Sunday was normally a non spanking day. However closer to her final year examinations, Justin included a reminder spanking for Marie on Sunday afternoons. Well this paid off in a way, for Marie as she aced her final year examinations and was promoted to JC 2 the following year.

Justin and Marie - A spanking beginning (Part 1)

Justin and Marie are in a domestic discipline marriage and over dinner one night I asked them how it all began for them. They began to relate to me a story which took three hours to tell. It is rather wordy when penned (typed rather) down and thus I had to split it into parts. This first part is about how Marie was introduced to spankings by Justin while she was still in Junior College.

Marie's mother began lamenting one day over dinner with Justin, her Godson, and Marie that she felt so useless as a mother. Ever since Marie's father had passed away when Marie was ten, she had to hold two jobs and hardly had any time to help Marie with her school work. Marie had just received news earlier that afternoon that she had failed her JC 1 and had to repeat the year thus delaying her A levels by another year. She went on endlessly about how she felt that it was her fault that Marie had done so badly when suddenly as if a light bulb had lit up in her head, she turned to Justin and remarked,”Hey, you did extremely well for your A levels right? Do you think you could help Godma tutor Marie?” Justin, almost choking on his food, replied, “But Godma, I took my A levels like years ago, are you sure you gonna put such hope on me?” (Justin was 6 years older than Marie) Marie's eyes lit up, she had been having the biggest crush on Justin ever since he moved in to stay with them during his NS 5 years ago (Justin's parents had migrated to Australia during that time but he did not want to go), and the prospect of having her crush tutor her seemed great so she hijacked the conversation and went,”Yes why not? Mom can't afford a tutor for me and plus you have got the time now right? Its convienient since you're staying with us. Please?” Both Marie and her mother looked at Justin with pleading eyes that made it hard to refuse and so (sigh) Justin agreed reluctantly. The school holidays were approaching and Marie's mother reckoned that since Marie would be free as well, Justin might as well help Marie prepare for JC 1 during the school hols.

Marie however had other plans on her mind. It was the school holidays and she did not want to be cooped up studying for two whole months. But she liked the fact that Justin and her would be alone most of the time so tuition went on but Marie never concentrated on whatever Justin was teaching her. Justin himself knew that Marie was not paying attention, but he did not know at that time that Marie had a crush on him, and he thought that well since it was the school holidays he might as well let her be.

The school holidays passed quickly and Marie had learnt nothing from the two hours that Justin spent teaching her daily. Justin continued to tutor her when school reopened, he was grateful to his Godmother for taking care of him all this while when his parents were abroad and he did not want to let her down. Marie on the other was still nonchalant about her school work and before she knew it, she was staring at the results of her first term test. She had obviously flunked badly. The report card needed her mother's signature, but not wanting to upset her, she asked Justin if he could help sign it for her. Justin was slightly irritated. He had put in his time and had seriously tried to tutor Marie. He did not want to help Marie lie to her mother, but at the same time he couldn't bear to imagine how upset his Godmother would be if she knew of the results. So he helped her, but only on the condition that she promise to work hard for the coming mid year examinations. Marie agreed but somehow, she didn't seem to take it seriously. Although Justin had spent more time tutoring her, she still did not concentrate and it seemed Justin's efforts were to be in vain. This proved true as when Marie returned home on the day that the report book was given out, the look on Marie's face said everything. Justin was flabbergasted when he looked at her results. He was so sure that if she had done the revision that he had given her, she would have at least passed all four subjects. Justin's face blackened and he firmly told Marie that he was extremely disappointed. He would not help her lie to her mother this time and in fact he had decided not to tutor her any more since she was totally not interested in her studies. Justin added that he intended to move out as he felt too ashamed to face her mother, his Godmother. Marie, who had been keeping quiet since Justin had begun ranting about his frustration and disappointment over her results, began to cry at this point of time. This took Justin by surprise, although he had known Marie for a long time, he had never seen her cry. He stood there unsure of what to say and passed Marie a box of tissue. In between sobs, Marie began to confess to Justin that she had not paid any attention Justin's tuition at all. She had merely wanted him to be his tuition teacher as she had a crush on him. She wasn't interested in her studies and had spent the past months of tuition ogling and daydreaming about Justin and not paying attention at all. She was only saying this out because Justin had said that he was intending to move out and she didn't want him to. (Sigh, the folly of an 18 year old girl). She pleaded with Justin to help her sign the report book one last time and promised that she would concentrate fully on her studies during tuition with him. Justin kept quiet not sure of what to say. He said he would think about it and get back to her in a few days.

Now Justin was at a loss. Not knowing what to do. He wanted to help his Godmother with her daughter's studies, but now that he knew that she liked him, he felt abit uncomfortable. He had always looked upon Marie as a younger sister. So for three whole days, Justin went out first thing in the morning, so as to avoid Marie, hung out with his friends and only came back late at night. It was during these three days that an idea came to him. He had recently gotten out of a relationship, it was not the typical domestic discipline kinda thingy but he had dabbled in spanking in his previous relationships. So he thought he may try out a discipline cum tuition program with Marie. (Personally when he told me this story, I felt that it was more of wanting to help his Godmother with her daughter than wanting to spank Marie's 18 year old bottom.) He however did not know how to broach the topic so on the fourth day, after his Godmother had gone to work, sat down in the living room and pretended to watch the tv. When Marie came by the living room, he casually told her (without looking at her) that he had taught about it. He would help her this time but it was the very last time and he would only help her on the condition that she would have to abide by his rules when it came to her studies. He did not elaborate and merely said that it would not be all fun and it would be serious studies. Marie was of course delighted to hear of Justin's decision immediately agreed. The one month school holidays was going to begin in a week's time and he told her that he intended to tutor her throughout the holidays and she should not make any plans to go out. It was to be from 10 to 5. He also told her to get a copy of her test papers from her teacher so that he could run through the questions with her and test her again. Then he told Marie that the tuition would begin only once the school holidays had begun. Meanwhile, Justin got busy getting various implements from his spanko contacts and packed them in a duffel pack and kept them in his cupboard.

One the first day of the school holidays, Justin sat in the living room waiting for Marie. However Marie was still sleeping and it was only at about 11am that she walked out of her room and sheepishly looked at Justin. Justin kept a straight face and told her to wash up and get back to the living room for her tuition. Once Marie had washed up, Justin sat her down and went through his lesson plans. Marie had four subjects (if I am not wrong it was History, Economics, GP and Chinese, I am not very sure) and each day, Justin would go through two subjects with her. He then went on to talk about her attitude. He told Marie firmly that her attitude towards her studies was atrocious and he would not stand for such attitude anymore. Then he showed her a picture, which he had printed off the net, of a schoolgirl bent over a teacher's lap, and told her that she should expect this from now on. Marie assumed that he was joking and began to laugh. But when she realised that Justin was not smiling at all, she quickly stopped and kept very quiet not knowing how to react. Justin then when on to explain that from his observation, he felt that Marie had been having it extremely easy and nobody had taken her in hand since her mother left for work at 7am and only got back after 11pm on most days. He added that such freedom has proven to be bad for her. Therefore, to ensure that she would focus on her studies, Justin said that he would be using the “carrot and stick” approach.. Then he said that her first punishment would be for being late for tuition as it was supposed to begin at 10am. Sensing Marie's hesitance, Justin reminded her that he had told her that he would only continue with the tuition if she kept to his rules. However he did not want to force her and told her that she could take some time to think it through. And with that he got up towards to kitchen to get a drink. When he returned to the living room, he half expected Marie to have gone back to her room or run off, but to his amazement she was sitting on the couch as if waiting for him. She then told him that she guessed she did need some discipline and she was willing to try it out. Then she looked up at Justin and said, “So I guess I will be spanked for being late today?” So Justin sat down on the couch and pulled Marie over his knee. Before he began to spank her, he told her that since it was her first time being spanked, I will leave your shorts on for now. And with that, he began to spank her bottom about ten time on each cheek. Then he got Marie to get up and warned her that it had been an extremely mild spanking as it was her first time. The rest of the day went on relatively alright and without a another spanking, though Justin reckoned that Marie was more attentive throughout the day.

The very next day, Marie woke up late again. Justin was upset for he had just spanked her the day before. Therefore, this time Justin made sure she really felt it. He gave her about twenty warmup spanks on her shorts and then he pulled down her shorts to reveal her bare bottom. She reached back to try and hold on to her shorts, but Justin smacked her hand and reminded her that he had already warned her that it would be on the bare. He then gave her a good two minute spanking which left her tearing and on the verge of crying. This was again the only spanking for the day and Justin thought that he was making progress. However for the next one week, Marie was late every single morning and thus received a spanking each morning. Then one of the nights, as Justin got out at about one am to get a glass of water, he noticed the lights in Marie's room were still on. He pressed his ear against her door and he heard the sound of her playing with her computer. So the very next day, as Marie woke up late again and as usual he spanking her over her shorts then on her bare. However this time, as Marie attempted to get up after Justin had stopped with the bare bottom handspanking, Justin rested his hand on her back and told her that it was not over. He then told her that he had seen her lights still on at about one am. It turned out that Marie had trouble waking up every morning as every night she would be on the computer until quite late. He then took a wooden ruler and gave her ten stinging spanks with it. This left her crying. He then told her that she was to sleep by 11pm every night from then on and for every morning onwards that she woke up late, he would double the number of strokes with the ruler. The ruler must have really stung for the next morning onwards, Marie was never late for her tuition.

Around the middle of the month, Justin gave Marie a mini test on the four subjects. It was the same test papers she had done for her mid term examinations. This time, Marie did better than she had done previously during her mid term but she still did not pass any of the papers except for her GP. Therefore Justin decided to take things to the next level. He told her there would be no more lessons for the day. But from then on, he would give her a mini quiz on one chapter of history, economics and chinese each day. So Justin told her that she was to spend the rest of the day revising the first chapter of each of the three subject and he would test her the next day.

The next day, when Marie came to the living room she saw three implements on the table and beneath it was one piece of paper each. Puzzled she looked at Justin. Justin had set a series of mini quizzes of twenty questions each for each chapter. The punishment for not doing well in each of the quiz would be the implement on top of the paper. He said that after two weeks of lessons, her progress was disappointing and therefore she needed abit more “motivation”. Marie began to look worried as she had obviously not revised at all the day before.

So the everyday for the next two weeks until school reopened, each day was as such:

The mini quizzes was to be done in the morning. She was to stand by the table by 10am with her shorts and panties taken off. Before each of the quiz, Justin would give her a one minute otk handspanking.

Then for the history quiz, she was to go on her hands and knees on the coffee table. The history quiz was a question and answer quiz done orally. Twenty questions were asked. Each question that she answered wrongly, Justin promptly gave her one stroke of the cane. As said earlier, the very first day, she got all the answers wrong and was crying by the end of the history quiz. She had to get at least 15 correct. If she didn't she would be given 15 minutes to revise the chapter and would have to go through the test all over again. This went on until she got at least 15 correct.

Next was the economics quiz. Twenty questions and it was a written quiz. After the quiz, she would have to kneel on the coffee table with her hands on her head while Justin marked her answers. She would then get the same number of strokes as the number of questions that she got wrong. Likewise, she would keep retaking the quiz and keep receiving the strap for her wrong answers until she got at least fifteen correct.

Lastly was the Chinese quiz. Similar to the Economics paper, it was a written paper. I am not sure about the details of the paper though. After each paper, she would be given one smack of the crop on each side of her bottom, therefore this meant two smacks for each wrong answer. Likewise, 15 was the magical number.

After that, Justin would spend the rest of the day going through the following chapter with Marie. Although Justin effectively ended the tuition at 5pm. Every night at 10pm, as a form of a reminder, Justin would give her bare bottom a final spanking which normally lasted about three minutes.

On the last day before school reopened, Justin made Marie take her mid term test papers again. He had informed her a few days before and told her that he expected her to score at least 75 marks. He also warned her that he would give her one stroke for each mark below 75 with the respective implement that he had assigned to the subject. If she failed any of the test, he would continue this practice for that subject even when school reopened.

Marie really worked hard and she did relatively well and got 80 marks for History, 76 for history and 70 marks for economics. Justin was pleased. Marie too was surprised with herself. She must have felt that Justin's program had worked for her, and though she was to receive five stroke of the strap for her economics score, she meekly asked if Justin could double the strokes so as to motivate her further. To this Justin gladly obliged. After she received the strapped, she hugged Justin and thanked him for not giving up on her then. She asked if he would continue tutoring her till her A Levels, and to this he said of course as he had promised his Godmother that he would ensure that she made it thru.

Reader's submission: A mistress's punishment

This was sent to me by a reader. I have not changed his words and will not mention her name here. The only thing I added was the title.

Reading your blog reminded me of the three years I spent as a mistress. I had met Mr J when I was working as a sales assistant at one of shops Orchard. He asked me out for a drink after work and before I knew it I had moved in with him. Mr J was 45 when I met him and I was 22 at that time. He was posted to Singapore from Japan and did not bring his family along. He was upfront and honest with me about his family back home and I did not mind at that time as I was fresh out of school and he had the money to spend on me. He got me a job as his personal assistant not for the money, he was supporting me, but he was looking for one and I was free so he suggested it and I agreed. I don't think anyone ever knew about out relationship as we kept it under wraps. He had his own office and I was sitting outside at my desk while the rest of his surbordinates sat further away.

Anyway, Mr J was a kinky person and he loved giving a good spanking. Though we never formally started it, our relationship seemed very much like a domestic discipline one. I still remember the first time he spanked me. I was throwing a tantrum about wanting to get some bag but he had already bought me two bags the day before. He said he was spoiling me and did not want to get the bag for me. When we reached home, I was still sulking and throwing a tantrum. In the midst of throwing my tantrum and kicked my shoes off which flew and almost hit his face but he ducked just in time. He called me a spoilt brat and pull me across his lap, lifted my skirt up and started spanking my backside. I struggled and tried to fight back but he was quite strong and held me down as he spanked me for almost ten minutes. I was crying slightly by the time he had stopped. I think he was quite pissed off with me at that time because after he had spanked me, he told me fiercely that he did not need to take such attitude from me and stormed off to take a shower. I laid on the couch abit shocked at the feeling of being spanked for the first time, but somehow maybe you could say it was the time that my submissive side began to bloom. I felt bad for making Mr J upset with me and I felt even worse after I came out of the shower and he did not even bother to look at me. He still looked angry and kept quiet while reading his book. I dunno why I did it, but I crawl into bed next to him and leaned my head on his shoulder and said I was sorry. He didn't react and continue to read his book. I placed my hand on his chest and said sorry again but this time I added that I deserved the spanking. I asked him to not be angry with me and that I would let him spank me whenever I was naughty. He put down his book and looked at me and asked if I was serious about what I said. I said nodded my head, and said that if he wanted he could spank me again. He got up and asked me which leg kicked the shoe off. I told him it was the right leg. He then told me to lie on my front and bend my legs so that it faced the ceiling. He then took a ruler and smacked the sole of my right foot ten times. It was so painful and he told me that if I ever kicked my shoe out like that again he would hit it even more. After that, he made me take out my robe and spanked me naked again but this time much harder. I was crying by the time he was done spanking me. After he spanked me, he sat me on his lap and told me that he would spank me again if I was bad. I promised that I would try to be good.

After that spanking somehow it became a norm. It was like he was my master and I was his slave. In his office table he kept two large rulers. Anytime I made a mistake in the office, he would make me come in to his office and lock the door. Then I had to roll up my skirt and go over his knee. He would then proceed to spank me with his hands and the ruler at times. There were no fixed number of time I would get spanked with the ruler each time. It was up to him and I submitted to the punishment. His office was soundproof and no one ever knew that I was being punished by him. Because he would punish me in office, he made it a rule that I could only wear tight mini skirts which were easy to roll up and only thongs so that the moment I roll up my skirt he could spank my bare backside. Though I did not get punished everyday in office, I was punished at least twice a week in office. Worse still was that if I was punished at office, I would be spanked again at home. Because he said that the spanking in office was a quick one and the proper punishment would be done at home.
At home, it was soon a rule that downwards I could only wear my g string. No skirt, shorts or pant or anything. I could wear a t-shirt on top but without my bra. My backside was at his mercy, and he would spank me whenever he felt like it. But it was not as hard, just to keep my backside red as I had fair skin and he said he liked to ensure that my backside was always red. However when I was naughty and needed to be given a proper punishment, he would tell me to take off all my clothes and he would punish me. It was never fixed type of punishments. He decided on what he used to spank me with, how long and how severe.

I remember the most severe punishment that he gave me. I had thrown a tantrum at a dinner party of his friend. I was bored and did not want to stay there. He said we would stay for a bit more, I threw a tantrum waved my hands like angry and accidentally crashed a display of glasses. Mr J was very angry. He took his friend and me to an empty room. He then apologised to his friend and offered to pay for the broken glasses. His friend said that he was ok. Mr J then said that he would teach me a lesson in front of him for my attitude. He then pulled me over his lap, in front of his friend and spanked me. He lifted my dress and spanked me again until I was crying. After that he made me apologise to his friend and we left straight away. I was so embarrassed but I felt even worse as I had made Mr J angry again. I knew I would be punished again when we reached home. So the moment we reached home, I took off all my clothes and knelt on the floor and apologised to Mr J. I told him that I was really sorry and I would take any punishment. He looked at me and said this will be the most severe punishment you have ever had. He had already spanked me quite hard at his friend's place but I nodded because I knew it was my fault. Mr J then took my over his lap and spanked me for about ten minutes with his bare hands, I was really crying by the time he stopped. He then made me kneel on the floor and stretch my hands out facing upwards. He used a ruler and hit each of my palms 30 times with it. He then made me stay in that position for almost half an hour. It was tiring and each time I fell forward he put me over his lap and spanked me again for about two minutes. I think I fell forward at least three times and I was crying non stop throughout the punishment. But it was not over yet. He brought me to the bedroom and opened a cupboard with his key. Inside was many things to spank me with. There were canes, even whips and long straps and hand cuffs and rope. The bed was with four post. So he made me stand at the bed and tied me hands to each side of the post and tied my legs to each of the legs. He then whipped my breast for about forty time until my breast was all red. He then used a cane to cane my legs until my legs were like a zebra crossing. After that he untied me and made me choose five things from the cupboard to spank me with. I knew that he wanted to punish me severely so I told him that I let him decide. He made me lie on the bed and he gave me spanked me twenty times each with a large ruler, two canes, a large leather belt and a rubber strap. To make sure that I did not move, he handcuffed my hands and legs to the ends of the bed. When he had finished, my bottom was really very sore and I hugged him and begged him to forgive me. He said he did but for the next three months, he spanked me everyday before we went to sleep and caned me every weekend. For those three months, I was not allowed to wear any clothes in the house. After that I never threw my tantrum again but of course I was still quite naughty at times, and he did punish me.

Sadly, he was posted back two weeks ago and we had no choice but to end the relationship. I miss the life then. Maybe I will find another relationship like that soon.

An Indian spanking family - part 3

*This is part 3 to Kavitha's story, her introductory spanking from Kareem. (You may want to read Part 1 and Part 2 if you have not.) Do note that there is a sexual scene near to the end.*

Kavitha sat cuddle in Kareem's arms as they watched the TV on a Saturday evening after dinner. Her parent-in-laws were out of town and her two sister-in-laws were out at a friend's party. Kavitha suggested that they go out but Kareem had other plans. He told her that he intended to give her the introductory spanking. “But we can go out after that can't we?” she asked. Kareem smiled and told her that an introductory spanking wasn't just a five minute warming of her bottom, it was a introductory to domestic discipline as a whole. Kareem added that it would take a while and she'd better mentally prepare for a painful night. Now Kavitha's mother-in-law had hinted to her that it an introductory spanking was not an easy one and Kareem had explained to her about domestic discipline before they had gotten married. So as if in a last ditch effort to try and lessen the pain, she buried her face in Kareem's chest and begged that he have mercy on her as she had never been spanked before. Kareem smiled again and told her that it would depend on how she behaved during the introductory spankings. With that, Kareem instructed her to go up to their room and sit on the edge of their bed and wait for him. She was to remove all clothing, jewellery and only leave her lingerie on.

Kareem appeared in their room shortly after with a couple of implements in his hand. He placed them on bed and told Kavitha that if she was good, she would only have a taste of how the implements felt on her bottom. But if she was bad, she would really feel them tonight. Kareem then pulled a chair to the centre of the room and sat down. He motioned Kavitha to stand beside him. He then told her that for all future punishments, she was to only be in her lingerie and be on her hands and knees on the bed. Kareem also added that during all punishments, she was to address him “Sir” and acknowledge all instructions given to her. Kavitha nodded silently and was promptly given a sharp smack on her bottom. Kavitha gasped in shock and suddenly realised and immediately said, “Yes Sir, sorry for not responding.” Kareem then led her over his knee. As she laid over his knee, he told her that every punishment would normally start this way, but none of the punishments would only consist of a otk handspanking over her panties. Kareem then proceeded to spank her bottom with medium spanks for about one minute. As it was the first time that she had ever been spanked, Kavitha was already sniffling and was struggling throughout the spanking. As she attempted to reach back to rub her bottom, Kareem pushed back her hand and warned her that she must never ever rub her bottom unless given permission to do so. She was not to ask for permission to rub either. In addition, Kareem warned her that she was to take her punishment without fidgeting or struggling. He then removed her panties and continued to spank her for another minute. Kavitha was already tearing during this spanking and Kareem rubbed her bottom gently as he told her that she was doing well. He then told her that she was to thank him after each punishment whenever she was punished. Nodding she whimpered a “Yes Sir, thank you sir for spanking me.” Kareem then led Kavitha to the wall next to the bed. Kavitha was put in the corner with her nose touching the wall and her hands on her head. Kareem let her know that this was not the only position she would have during cornertime but in all different positions, she was to ensure that she kept still.

After about ten minutes, called Kavitha back to the chair where she was to kneel in front of him with her hands on her head. Kareem showed her a spatula, a hairbrush and a wooden ruler and told her that these were the first three implements that she would has a taste of. Kavitha laid over Kareem's knee once again and softly begged,”Please Sir, not too hard.” Kareem did not respond and gave her three quick smacks of the spatula on each side of her bottom. Kavitha was a fast learner and she immediately went “Thank you sir for spanking me with the spatula.” Kareem seemed pleased and gave her another three quick smacks on each side of her bottom but this time with the hairbrush. Once again Kavitha thanked him. With the ruler, Kareem gave her three strokes across her bottom, one on top of the other which, Kavitha reckons, must have made her bottom look like a three lane road. Kavitha was then made to stand up, remove her bra and once again was put in the corner.

After another ten minutes, Kavitha was led to the bed where she saw two pillows piled on top of each other in the middle of the bed. Kareem instructed her to lay over it face down with the pillows under her groin so that her bottom would be pushed higher. As she laid down, Kavitha saw a belt and a strap in front of her face. Kareem took the belt and gave her three strokes in succession which stung as Kavitha cried out. This was followed with another three strokes with the strap which left Kavitha sobbing. Kareem left her laying there to compose herself as he went to the bag to pull out a cane. Kavitha was then made to get on her hands and knees on the bed. Kareem swished the cane in the air and told her that this was the lightest cane, there were others but she would receive them in time to come when she really misbehaved. The cane left Kavitha crying out loud as Kareem gave her medium three strokes. Once again Kavitha was put into her corner for ten minutes.

As Kavitha knelt in front of Kareem, as he sat in his chair, she saw a crop laying on the table beside him. “Now for the final part of the introductory spanking, a lesson in pleasing.” Kareem said as he unzipped his pants unveiling his erected penis. Immediately, without being told, Kavitha leaned forward began to suck and lick on it. Kareem took the crop and began to smack here bottom alternating sides with each smack. He told Kavitha that the smacks would continue until he cummed and she was to make sure that she swallowed every drop. If a single drop fell to the ground, the introductory punishment would begin again. Kavitha tried to concentrate on pleasing her husband as tears streamed down her face because of the sting from the continued smacks of the crop. They were not terribly hard, but enough to sting and enough for Kavitha to feel it. A good fifteen minutes and countless smacks later, Kareem exploded into Kavitha's mouth as she swallowed as fast as she could in an effort to not let a single bit drip. She was successful in her try and Kareem smile as he pick her up and sat him on his lap. She winced as her bottom met with Kareem's pants and she rested her tear-stained face on Kareem's shoulders and said,”I promise I will be good, the punishment was awful and I know its going to be worse when you really punish me.” Kareem held on to her for a few minutes before he made her kneel once again before him and told her that while the introductory punishment was over, there was one more thing to address. Kavitha looked at him puzzled as Kareem passed her a white envelope. Kavitha's heart sank as she saw the contents of the envelope. It was a credit card bill and a reminder for late payment. Kareem told her that she had committed two mistakes and both were for lying. He had asked her if she had gone shopping last week and she had said no. But the credit card bill proved otherwise. In addition, Kareem had reminded her to make the payment for the credit cards, for which she said she did, but she had not.

Kareem then told her that because of this, she would be receiving her first punishment. Kavitha began to cry and begged that she be punished another time as her bottom was already sore. Kareem would hear nothing of it and told Kavitha to get over his knee. Before he began, he told Kavitha,”Like you said, this is a real punishment so it will be worse.” Kareem then gave her a blistering three minute handspanking which left Kavitha crying and kicking. After the spanking, Kareem told Kavitha to go to the corner but just as Kavitha got off his knee and took a step towards the wall, he pulled her back over his knee. Confused, Kavitha went, “But sir......” Kareem cut her off and said,”It seems you forgot about thanking me for your punishment.” And he gave her another blistering minute with his hand. This time Kavitha thanked him and apologised for not doing so the first time. After her corner time, Kavitha was made to lie over the pillows one the bed and cringed as she saw the strap for she had remembered how it stung earlier. Her heart sank when Kareem told her that she would be receiving ten strokes for lying about shopping. Kavitha had to count each stroke aloud going,”# thank you Sir. I will not lie to you again.” She had received her fourth stroke when she misakenly counted as five, and Kareem started all over again. By the time he was done, she was crying buckets. Kareem instructed her to remain in that position and left her there for another ten minutes. After that, he made her get on her hands and knees. Knowing that this meant that she was to receive the cane, Kavitha began to sob and begged Kareem not to cane her. Kareem gently patted her bottom and told her that every mistake had a consequence. The caning was for lying about having already paid the credit card bill. Likewise, she was made to count out loud and Kavitha made sure she counted every stroke correctly. Kareem made the last stroke a hard one which made Kavitha cry out so loud that she wondered if the neighbours had heard her.

Kareem hugged her as she buried her face into his chest and cried her eyes out. When she had composed herself, she kissed Kareem's neck slightly and said,”Thank you Sir for punishing me. I promise I will never lie to you again.” They cuddled and drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

The next morning, bright and early, Kavitha was coming out of the toilet when she saw Kareem sitting on the same chair in the middle of the room. Kareem motioned her towards him and once again she found herself over his knee. Tears began to stream down her face as she pleaded and begged,”Please Sir, my bottom is very sore.” Kareem patted her bottom gently and said that he was going to give her a maintenance spanking every morning before breakfast. This was to ensure that she would remember throughout the day what she could receive if she did not behave. The maintenance spanking consisted of one minute over her clothed bottom and three minutes over the bare. Each morning she was to automatically put the chair in the middle of the room and kneel next to it, with her hands behind her back, and wait for Kareem to spank her before they went down for breakfast. This went on for about three months before Kareem reduced the maintenance spankings to twice a week.

Kavitha and Kareem have become part of my spanking circle. They have related more of their real life stories to me, so stay tuned as I will put them here soon.

An Indian spanking family - part 2

*This is part 2 to Kavitha's story, which talks about the spankings she witnessed her father-in-law mete out before she received her introductory spanking from Kareem. As usual no real names mentioned...........need to protect the privacy of my contributors for they are real life spanking stories, so please do understand.*


Since the “secret” was out, Kavitha's father-in-law wasted no time in ensuring that order was put back. Although it was not a spanking everyday, but in a span of one week, Kavitha witnessed three spankings being dished out. One to each of the three other women in the family.

Spanking 1:
Kavitha, her mother-in-law and her two sister-in-laws were sitting in the living room having some cakes and tea when Kareem and his father came home from work and joined them. It appeared to be an ordinary day as Kareem's father asked about their day. Until he asked Kareena about her recent trip to Bali with her friends. It turned out Kareena and her gal pals had a wild time partying in Bali. One of her friend had taken tons of photos of them partying topless on the beach and all. Stupidly her friend had brought the film (this happened like almost ten years ago, yes film was still used) to be developed at a shop ( I mean topless photos? ) which happened to be owned by a friend of Kareem's father. He recognised Kareena from the photos and made a copy of the photos and brought it to Kareem's father. Kareena of course did not know yet, so she casually said it was fun but nothing much to do. At that point, her father took out the stack of photos (fifty odd in all) and put it on the coffee table. Kareena's face turned white. Immediately, she was ordered over her father's knee and a flurry of spanks went over her shorts. Following that, he pulled them down, together with her panties, and continued spanking away for a good five minutes. By the end of it, Kareena's bare bottom was a faint tinge of red and she had already begun to sob. Her father made her stand up and ordered her to take off all her clothes, to which she protested. But her father reckoned that since she did not bother about her dignity when she was sun bathing and partying topless, she shouldn't be feeling ashamed in front of her own family members. Reluctantly, but knowing that there was no way out, she obey. Then it was back over her father's knee, but this time a good two minutes with a wooden ruler that he had taken from his briefcase case. After that, Kareena was made to kneel by the side of the TV with her bottom facing the family, with her hands on her head, until it was time for dinner. When the maid informed them that dinner was ready, Kareena's father intructed Kareena that she would be having dinner in her state of undress as her punishment was not done yet. After dinner, Kareena was made to count the number of photos that she appeared topless in. All in all, there were thirty five photos. Therefore Kareena was made to lie over the coffee table for thirty five strokes of the belt. Following that, after half an hour by the TV again, she was given another thirty five stroke but this time with a thin wispy cane. Kareena was a wreck by then, she was crying uncontrollably and her father sent her back to kneel beside the TV for another 15 minutes to calm herself down. Meanwhile, Kaneisha had whispered to Kavitha that this was the most severe punishment that she had ever seen her father dish out at one go, he must have been really embarrassed and upset. Kareena's bottom was a all red and striped, Kavitha felt really sorry for her. However, this was not the end. Kareena's mother was also terribly upset and she had gone to get her hairbrush (yes she does spanks her daughters at times) while Kareena was kneeling by the TV. After Kareena had calmed herself down, her mother called her to stand infront of her. She lectured her about how upsetting and disappointing that she had behaved in such a manner overseas. Therefore, to ensure that this never happens again, Kareena's mother was going to give her a handspanking and thirty-five smacks of the hairbrush on each side of her bottom everyday for the next thrity five days. Kareena began to cry again when knelt before her mother begging not to be spanked anymore. She apologiesed profusely and said that she had learnt her lesson. To which her father sternly replied,”Its either your mother spanks you or I will do it for the next thirty five days!” Not wanting to anger her father any more, Kareena quickly got over her mother's knee and braced herself for another spanking. She was already struggling over her mother's knee during the handspanking and she screamed out with each smack of the hairbrush. By the time it was over, her mother felt that Kareena would not be able to remain in the kneeling position by the TV. Therefore she instructed her to go straight up and lie face down on her bed until she came up and to know what to expect if she did not comply. With tears still streaming down her face, Kareena disappeared upstairs. And as promised, Kavitha saw Kareena receive the same spanking from her mother every single day after breakfast.

Spanking 2:
This happened two days after Kareena's thrashing and Kaneisha was the one who received the punishment this time. Kavitha's father-in-law was extremely upset over the topless photos, therefore Kareem had asked him to rest at home for the rest of the week so that the stress of work would not add to his anger thus affecting his health. Feeling slightly better that morning but still seething from the embarrassment of his daughter's actions, Kavitha's father decided to take a stroll in the garden (they live in a sprawling mansion). As he was walking around, he heard a slight commotion coming from the dining room. Curious he went in to check out what all the commotion was all about. Kaneisha's Hindi teacher (Kaneisha was in taking her A levels then and as Hindi was not taught at her school, her father had arranged for a teacher to teach her at home) was scolding Kaneisha for flunking a test he had given her and for not doing any of the assignment he had given. Already angry over Kareena's incident, he told the Hindi teacher to stop the class today and he would make sure that he would take her in hand before the next lesson. Kaneisha had her Hindi lessons three times a week and her father told the Hindi teacher to give her a mini test at the end of every lesson from now on. He also told the teacher to give him a copy of the scores of the mini test so that he could monitor Kaneisha's progress. After the teacher had left, he turned his attention to Kaneisha and scolded her over her attitude towards learning Hindi. He then made her drop her shorts and panties and bend over the dining table. He then proceeded to spank her bare bottom for about a minute with spanks so hard that Kavitha swore that she could see the red imprints of his palm after he had stopped. Kaneisha had a low threshold of pain and was already crying by then. Her father then took a wooden ruler that was on the table and began to give her about twenty strokes across her bottom. After that, he warned Kaneisha that if she would get a spanking if she got lower than 65% for each of the mini tests that he had asked her teacher to give her.

Spanking 3:
Kaneisha again received another punishment three days later and this time it was for coming home late for dinner. She had gone out with her friends and forgot all about the time. It was originally only going to be a bare bottomed handspanking but even her father flipped her skirt up, he saw her not wearing any panties. This made him very furious and when he questioned her, it turned out that she had taken it out while in the cinema over a dare from her friend. Therefore after her bare bottomed spanking for not being home for dinner, Kaneisha received 15 strokes of the belt for not having her panties on.

So there is was three sets of punishments in one week.........and Kavitha had not even received her introductory spanking yet. Well it was to happen, on the very next day. So check it out in part 3!

An Indian spanking family - part 1

*This is a three parter as if was a long story told to me by a lady of North Indian descent. As usual no real names mentioned...........need to protect the privacy of my contributors for they are real life spanking stories, so please do understand.*


Kavitha was born into a wealthy family and led an extremely sheltered life. Therefore when she got married to Kareem, who was also north Indian like her but from an even wealthier family, and move in to his family's bungalow (he was the only oldest and only son), Kavitha did not expect much change from her life before she had gotten married.

This was however not to be as it turned out that Kareem's family was a rather prim and proper family with old traditional values. By prim and proper I mean strict and disciplined. Kareem's father was the typical authoritarian no-nonsense Head of the Household who put much emphasis on family and image. It is understandable really as being a rich family with ties, many eyes were on their family especially within the Indian community. Kareem's father was over 60 years of age but his care for his own image, which he expected too out of his family, kept him trim, fit and not looking a day over 40. In other words, he was pretty dashing for his age except for his white crown of hair which betrayed his age. Needless to say, Kareem's mother herself maintained a svelte figure and like her husband looked much younger than her actual age. If you ever see them, you would immediately know where Kareem got his good Bollywood looks from.

Anyway before I digress too much, Kavitha says it all began after Kareem and her had returned from their honeymoon. The whole family was seated for dinner (Kareem has two sisters as well) and was waiting for Kareem's mother. Kareem's father had a rule that the whole family had to have dinner together and dinner would only begin once everyone had arrived. It was already eight pm, the food was laid out on the table but Kareem's mother had yet to return home. By eight thirty she still had not returned and Kareem's father's face was already visibly blackened and he wore a disapproving frown. Kareem and his sisters took turns to call their mother but she did not pick up. It was only around 8.45pm that she finally picked up and said that she had gone shopping with her friends and had forgotten all about the time and was one the way back home. As they waited in silence for Kareem's mother to return, Kareena, Kareem's youngest sister, turned to Kaneisha (her older sister) and said “I think mom's gonna get it from dad when she gets back.” This prompted a response from her father who said “hush girl don't scare your sister-in-law so early.” Kavitha offered a weak smile but did not think much about it. Kareem's mother walked in quickly at about a quarter past nine and apologised profusely to her husband. Kareem's father cut her off with a “Let's eat, dinner is getting cold.” When dinner was over, the whole family proceeded to the living room for fruits, coffee and the usual watching of tv.
Somewhere around 10.45pm, Kareem's father switched off the tv suddenly and turned to his wife and said,”While we were waiting for you, your daughter reckoned that you would be getting it from me tonight. And darling, somehow I agree with her. It would also be a good introduction for Kavitha to our family's rules wouldn't you agree?” Kareem's mother could only gasp before Kareem's father pulled her over his lap. Kavitha sat in silence with eyes wide open, not knowing what was happening at that time. Kareem's father looked at Kavitha and said,”In every family there are rules. In this family every mistake has its consequences. No one has immunity. My wife and my two daughters will be punished by me if I see the need. As for you, it is Kareem's responsibility to take you in hand. His methods will be similar as mine, so take this as an introduction.” And with that, Kareem's father began spanking Kareem's mother's bottom. Kareem's mother only winced slightly during the spanks and Kavitha figured that she must have received such spankings fairly regularly to be able to keep such a composure. Sensing Kavitha's anxiety as she sat there frozen to the scene of her mother-in-law being spanked over her father-in-law's knee, Kareem put a reassuring hand over Kavitha's shoulder as if to tell her that it was alright and normal. After about five minutes of a blistering handspanking, Kareem's father stopped and instructed Kareena to fetch a wooden spatula from the kitchen. When she returned with the massive spoon, Kareem's father proceeded to give Kareem's mother's bottom a good twenty odd smacks with the spoon which left her sniffling and tearing slightly. Kareem's father gave her a minute to compose herself before he said,”Darling you do know that a punishment never ends clothed much less over a covered bottom. However, I will spare your decency today and we will finish this in our room. Get up and prepare before I reach.” Without a word, Kareem's mother picked herself up and quickly scurried upstairs. The rest of them sat in silence for a moment before Kareem's father got up and said,”Goodnight.” and went on up to continue with his wife's punishment. Following that the rest of them retired to their own rooms.

Now Kareem's family lived in a three storey bungalow, Kareem's parent's room was on the top floor while the rest of their rooms were on the second. The walls must have been quite thin for Kavitha reckoned that she heard her mother-in-law's cries for mercy and the strokes of the cane.

As Kareem and Kavitha were preparing for bed, Kavitha put her head on Kareem's chest and asked,”Darling, would you spank me like you father spanked your mother?” Kareem gave Kavitha's bottom a light pat as he said,”Well, it would all depend on whether you behave. But don't worry you will get your introductory soon.......sometime next week.” Kavitha was shocked as Kareem seemed serious but yet at the same time, something inside Kavitha seemed intrigued by the spanking that she had just witnessed earlier.

The next morning it was business as usual..........breakfast was filled with the usual topics and nothing was talked about the previous night's events. Kavitha was however unusually quiet, which her mother-in-law sensed. Therefore after Kareem and his father had gone to work, she sat her down and talked to her. She told her that this was a normal thing in their family and they accepted it because the spankings and punishments were meted out by Kareem's father because he truly loved them – enough to help change their bad habits or mistakes. She went on to explain that for the past month, since Kavitha had moved in, Kareem's father had decided to put a temporary halt to the punishments so as to not give Kavitha too much of a shock. He had intended to resume once she had settled in, and the previous night's spanking meant that it was back. She added that throughout their almost thirty years of marriage, she had only been spared from the spankings when she was pregnant. She never resented it, in fact she reckoned that she was grateful for it helped her to learn to take care of herself. Doing a slight twirl, she jokingly told Kavitha that if not for the punishments, she would not have been able to keep herself in such shape. Kavitha then revealed that Kareem had the night before said that she would be receiving her introductory spanking sometime soon. Her mother-in-law smiled and said that she could still remember her introductory punishment but stopped short of describing and said that it was best that Kavitha experience it for herself. Before they ended the conversation Kavitha asked if the spankings were a daily affair, to which her mother-in-law replied that it wasn't but merely an ad-hoc whenever the need arose.

Before Kavitha's introductory spanking two weeks later, she did witness a couple of spankings being meted out by her father-in-law but I shall leave that for part 2 so stay tuned.

Spanking the foreign bride

I have known Ah Huat for like the longest time and as far as I know he has never been a spanko. Although vanilla it seems he has been “converted” ever since marrying his wife. His wife, Lichen, is from China. While marrying a foreign bride is quite popular in Singapore, his is a different case. Lichen is his cousin, the daughter of his mother’s third cousin if I am not wrong. Now in this day and age, arranged marriages are kind of old-fashioned but that was what it was. Apparently they were both born on the same day, albeit one in Singapore and the other in China, and due to some fortune telling it led to both parents arranging the marriage when they were merely infants. Why did Ah Huat still go along with the marriage? Well, he is fillal I guess. It was his mother’s wish and he kept to it. Not that he is very unhappy now………she looks not to bad either. Not a supermodel but slightly above the average I would say.

Moving along……………

It all began on his wedding night. During the Chinese tea-ceremony, his father-in-law gave him a wrapped box and said “Use this to take your wife in hand.” Now he didn’t pay much attention to those words and he didn’t know, at that time, what was inside the box. He probably thought it was some heirloom in the box and the words of advice were more of a formality.

However when he reached home and unwrapped the present, he was rather amused that it was a cane with a beautifully craved handle. He found it rather funny and showed it to Lichen didn’t look surprised, she probably already knew about it, and merely said that it was for when she was naughty. Still thinking that it was some weird joke from China, he went on with helping Lichen unpack.

Lichen was the typical country-side China girl who believed that a wife’s purpose was to serve her husband (would you argue with that if you were Ah Huat?). So she filled the bathtub and led Ah Huat to the bathroom saying that she would help him bathe. (Help him bathe?!!!!) Of course Ah Huat readily agreed and hastily stripped down and got into the bathtub. He must have felt like a King as she scrubbed him with a sponge. He invited her in, which she agreed (though I think the word should be obeyed) and began to remove her clothing. As she turned to put her clothes on the rack, Ah Huat caught a glimpse of her backside and saw faint reddish welts covering her backside. It was faint meaning she must have been caned sometime back but it was still visible. Curious he asked her about it and she nonchalantly said that her father had caned her the day before they came to Singapore as she had come back in the wee hours of the morning.

Caned her? They were both 29 years old and a caning at that age seemed strange to Ah Huat. He began to realize that his father in law was serious about what he said when he passed him the cane.

As they were preparing for bed, Ah Huat stepped out to the kitchen for a glass of water, and returned to find Lichen on the bed naked and on her hands and knees. The cane was laying next to her. Shocked and curious, but admiring her body, Ah Huat asked what she was doing. And she replied that her mother had told her that as a first sign of submissiveness to her husband, she would be caned on the first night. This would prevent her from straying or being lazy in serving her husband. Lichen’s mother was also caned on her wedding night.

Not sure what to think, Ah Huat refused initially, but relented after much persuasion. It wasn’t really a caning but rather medium taps to her backside.

Well Ah Huat’s initial reluctance then has now changed. Not only does he have no problem using the cane, he also uses other implements as well.

As Lichen spent the days at home while Ah Huat was working, she began to get lazy and never bothered with the household chores much. Therefore Ah Huat has drawn up a list of what chores have to been done daily, weekly and monthly. Each night he would address any chores forgotten and Lichen would be punished. At times it would be a minor spanking, and when it was a repeated mistake like forgetting to off iron his shirt the night before, it would be more severe.

Recently, Lichen has started English classes. Ah Huat engaged an English tutor to come to their place three times a week in the day. She did not really like it as she had difficulty with the language. Therefore to give extra motivation, Ah Huat has changed the schedules for punishments slightly.

The daily punishments for the chores remain. But each morning (Monday to Friday only, Saturday was a rest day where he would bring Lichen out) before he leaves for work, he gives her a list of ten words to learn. After dinner, he would give her a spelling test. Each word she gets wrong, she get five smacks on her backside with a wooden ruler.

Every Sunday has also become sort of a revision/punishment day.

After breakfast:

Lichen would be made to strip and given a 2-minute handspanking as a warmup.

He would give her a spelling test of all the words that she was tested over the past week. That would be 50 words. Each mistake would result in five strokes of the wooden ruler.

She would then have to write each wrong word fifty times and neatly. Lichen’s handwriting was not very good and each badly written word would result in one stroke of the belt. One may seem quite little, but on average Lichen will get about 20 to 30 strokes.

She would then get one hour of corner time where she would kneel at the corner with her hands behind her back.

Following that Lichen would go about her chores and prepare lunch.

After lunch, Ah Huat would review the class tests and assignments done by Lichen. As it was a personal tutor, Ah Huat requested that she give a mini test for Lichen to do at the end of every tutoring session. Each of the mini test was only worth about 20 marks and very simple. It however was a good gauge to see if Lichen was paying attention during the tuition or she was day-dreaming. The punishments during the review would normally be two segments.

1st segment: Lichen would have to bend over the edge of the couch while Ah Huat looked through the past weeks tests and assignments. As it was a simple test and full marks was possible if she had paid attention. Lichen would be given two strokes of the belt on her backside for each question that she got wrong. If she failed the test, she would get two strokes per question answered wrongly and a further ten for failing the test. If she got them all wrong (it has happened a few times), she would get three strokes this time for each question answered wrongly and twenty more strokes for getting them all wrong. She would then go back to the corner for 15 minutes.

2nd segment: The tutor would normally go through the questions that Lichen got wrong after the test. Therefore Ah Huat would compile all the questions that she got wrong and make her do it again. As this would be the second time that she would be doing those questions, the punishment was more severe for questions answer wrongly. Lichen would be made to sit at the dining table to do the “re-test”, after she was done, she would go up onto the table on her hands and knees. Ah Huat would then check the paper. For each question answered wrongly, he would put two pegs (one on each side) on her breast, starting with the nipple. Lichen would normally wriggle from the pain of the pegs. Therefore he placed a wooden rule on her back. Each time the ruler dropped because she wriggled, she would get five smacks across her thighs with the dropped ruler. After all the pegs had been put on her breast, by this time Lichen would normally be tearing and trying her best to keep still, Ah Huat would then give her four smacks with a spatula for each peg.

She would then be made to stay in that position for half and hour before she was allowed to get off the table and remove the pegs.

Lichen was then made to lie face down on the couch to compose herself and rest for a bit.

After dinner, Ah Huat would look at a weekly progress chart which he had gotten the tutor to do. If she was attentive and diligent in her assignments for the week, there would be no more punishments. However if the tutor made any remarks about her conduct, such as falling asleep during the tuition or not doing her homework or not paying attention, then there would be a final punishment. Lichen would have to get on her hands and knees on the floor in front of the couch. Ah Huat would sit on the couch and rest his feet on her back as if like a foot rest. This would last for about one hour. During this period, she was to keep perfectly still. Any jerking or movement would result in a series of smacks from a crop.
Following that, the weeks transgressions were forgiven and the next week would begin. It appears being filial and marrying the girl your mother wants may have its benefits after all……………………

These shoes are made for spankings……..and that’s just what they’ll do!

Don’t we all have problems with the ladies’ impulse shopping? Well my man, Fahdly appears to have the solution for that…………

Fahdly had a major problem, his wife, Natasha, had a weakness for shoes. She could not walk through a shopping mall without getting at least one pair. Excuses of “It was on offer!” or “It was the last pair!” were the normal excuses. In fact all the excuses that women make for impulse buys………..Fahdly has heard them all. Fahdly’s problem with Natasha’s shoe sprees (as he calls it) wasn’t about money, his business was doing well and he could well afford it, but rather it was about practicality. Natasha’s existing collection of shoes numbered well into the hundreds but she only wore the same few pairs most of time. In fact, at least half of the shoes were never worn before and the price tags were still on them! Fahdly had recently installed a new shoe cupboard for Natasha and it was already full. This was certainly getting out of hand. So he sat Natasha down and gave her a talking to. After a lengthy discussion, peppered with the occasional whine from Natasha, the both of them agreed that there would be no more purchases of shoes. Natasha could only purchase a new pair if they had discussed it and both agreed. Bottomline……..there would be no more impulse buys. Fahdly emphasized that he was serious about this agreement and she would not want to test him on this. He did not mention anything about a spanking, and Natasha probably thought that breaking the agreement would lead to a cut in her credit card and household allowances.

Well things were pretty good for a couple of months. Natasha seemed to have lost the urge for shoes. Fahdly had his suspicions initially but felt he would give his wife the trust.

As the saying goes………once a shopper, always a shopper………..things were not what it seemed. Fahdly was preparing to go to the office one morning when he dropped his pen which rolled under bed. As he reached in to try and retrieve it…………….he saw three rows of shoe boxes (ten boxes per row) neatly lined up below the bed. Puzzled he pulled out one of the boxes and opened it. Inside was a spanking new pair of shoes with the metal heel still glistening and polished. A receipt was inside and showed that the purchase was just made the day before. It turned out, Natasha had no curbed her impulses, but rather hid them from Fahdly. She paid cash to prevent the purchase from showing on the credit card statements. Natasha had already gone out and would not be back till late afternoon. As it was not a very busy day in the office, Fahdly decided to stay at home at wait for Natasha’s return. She was gonna learn what Fahdly meant when he warned her not to test him………………

Natasha returned home later that day and was greeted with all thirty pairs of shoes lined up neatly on the coffee table. Fahdly was sitting on the couch with his arms crossed. His stern eyes burned into her as she kept very quiet. Knowing that no excuses was gonna get her out of this, she sat next to him and waited. In her the paper bag she was holding was another pair of shoes, newly bought, and she had intended to hide them before Fahdly had returned from work.

“Put that new pair of shoes with the rest on the table!” Fahdly ordered with a hint of anger. A hint which prompted Natasha to immediately do as he said.

“I think we talked enough about this, and I see no need for you to bother to explain. We are gonna settle this right now. Sit here and wait for me!” And with that said, Fahdly got up and disappeared into his study room.

He reappeared second later welding a long rattan cane in his hand. Natasha’s eyes widened and began to plead. But it was not to be a day of mercy……………

Natasha was pulled over his knee and given a quick but stinging 20 hand-spanks. She was then instructed to get up and remove her clothing, leaving her bra and panties on. She got another 20 hand-spanks on her panties and 20 more on her bare bottom.

Next, with her panties off, Natasha had to spread her legs and touch her toes. Ten stinging strokes were given with the cane. Now Fahdly was an expert with the cane with each stroke landing just below each other, leaving Natasha’s bottom looking very much like a zebra crossing.

Natasha was then made to remove her bra and kneel at the coffee table with her hands on her head for half and hour.

That was punishment for lying to Fahdly and not for the shoes.

There were 31 pairs in all and Fahdly decided to spank her with the shoes, one pair a day.

So every night for the following 31 days…….........

Natasha would strip of her clothes, wear the pair of shoes that she was to be punished in and get over Fahdly’s knee for a 1 minute warm up hand spanking.

Next she would stand at the foot of the dining table with both hands stretched out as Fahdly would give each hand ten smacks with the shoes (left shoe smacked the left hand and vice versa).

Natasha would then bend over the dining table and ten smacks were given to the back of each of Natasha’s thighs.

Natasha would then put the shoes back on for 15 minutes of corner time.

After corner time Natasha would once again remove the shoes and this time get on her hands and knees on the dining table.

Fahdly would then proceed to smack each side of her backside 20 times.

To add a twist to the punishment, Fahdly would place the shoe box on Natasha’s back before commencing the smacking. If the box dropped, Natasha would get five strokes with the cane.

Once that was done, Natasha was made to remain in the position as Fahdly would place the pair of shoes on her back. He would then take a Polaroid photo which he pasted in the wall of their wardrobe. It was to serve as a reminder to Natasha of what was to be expected if she ever went on a shoe spree again.

I guess it has worked to some extent as Fahdly reckons that it has been a year since Natasha bought any shoe again.

Spanking the Sister-In-Law

This was told to me by a friend last night. I have tried to weave in the conversations he recounted but it has turned out rather messy. Anyway…….enjoy!

For as long as I have known James, he has always been a spanko. Therefore it did puzzle us fellow spankos when he married his wife, Amy. He had been in several relationships and every single one was either Domestic Discipline or Master/Slave. Then came Amy. Although he still met up with us for drinks occasionally, we were beginning to think that he had given up his spanking ways for good. After all, Amy knew nothing about his spanko-ness and he had no intention to let her know. Oh well as the saying goes, a leopard can never change its spots, likewise once a spanko always a spanko.

Amy’s parents passed away in a car crash shortly after she and James got hitched and thus they were given custody of Amy’s younger sister, Amelia, who was 19 at that time. Amelia was the spirited young lady who felt that life was all about having fun and it didn’t help that Amy indulged her with excessive pocket money and a lot of freedom. Amy traveled extensively for work, and since she could not give her time to her younger sister, she felt it best to accommodate her wants. While James didn’t agree, he felt it did not affect him thus did not bother. He did not see her that often either. Although James worked from home and was home most of the day, Amelia was out most of the time and normally only returned home after 11pm.

It wasn’t until one day when James received a call from the police station asking for his immediate presence. It turned out that Amelia had been caught shoplifting. The police had informed James that this wasn’t the first time, but it was the first time the shopkeeper had decided to press charges. Thankfully, Amelia was let off with a warning.

As if bad luck follows bad luck, the polytechnic called the very next day asking to see James. Amelia’s lecturer explained that she was on the verge of being expelled for her bad attendance and terrible conduct. Amelia had missed most of her classes and had no numerous occasions been caught having sex in an empty tutorial room. Amelia’s lecturer noted that it had been different guys that she was caught with. The polytechnic had wanted to expel her but would consider keeping her if James or Amy would sign an agreement to monitor her progress and ensure she made it to school and kept out of trouble. As Amy was away and would only be back the week after, James told the lecturer that he would discuss it with Amy before getting back to him. The lecturer agreed but meanwhile Amelia was to stay out for school until this was resolved.

“Your sister is going to be extremely upset to hear about the past two days” James chided Amelia as he drove home. Amelia kept silent most of the way and James was not very bothered about the matter as he felt that it was Amy’s problem.

Then during breakfast the next morning…………….

“Have you told my sister about this?” Amelia asked apprehensively.

“She is busy, don’t want to disturb her. I will talk to her when she comes back next week.” James replied while still focusing on the newspapers.
“Is it possible to not let her know? Could you sign the agreement with the lecturer instead?” Amelia responded in a rather pleading kind of way.

“You know that is not going to happen Amelia, besides your sister and I agreed that she would handle all your problems. It is not my right to interfere and I shouldn’t” James nonchalantly responded with his attention still fixed on the papers.

“Please……….I will do anything………….sis will be extremely upset and after all her long hours of working and all that she has given me, I don’t want to be a disappointment.” Amelia pleaded albeit sounding more desperate this time.

“Do anything?” James looked up.

“Yeah anything…………I just don’t want to seem like a disappointment to sis.” Amelia replied softly, with tears welling up this time.

“Well, if you shaped up your act it would pretty solve the problem. You can’t hide it and appear to not be a disappointment when you really are. It doesn’t solve anything. But let me think about it, we will talk about it during lunch.” James responded calmly.

“But I am going out with my friends!” Amelia protested.

“Well if this is important to you, you will be around during lunch.” James said matter-of-factly and disappeared to settle some work stuff in the study.

It startled James when he heard a knock on the study room door. “Amelia really stayed home?” he wondered as he uttered “Come in”. Amelia’s head popped in and asked “Have you thought about it yet?”

Now James recounted that it was at that moment that he realized Amelia meant it when she said she would do anything. And in my opinion, it was when the spanko in him began to emerge once again.

“Take a seat on the couch, I am sending out the last email.” James instructed as he thought about whether he should help Amelia this time out. Besides, Amy really was having a hard time at work and he did not want to give her the added stress.

“Well Amelia, I have been thinking about it………I could help you out this time but it can’t just be that way. You have to promise to shape up your act and really shape it up. Do you get it?” James said as he sent out the last email.

Amelia’s eyes lit up as she nodded and said “Yes, yes, I will. I will focus on my studies and stop wasting my time.”

“At the same time, we will have to work out a way to ensure that to stick to that promise. And, the consequences for the shoplifting and issue at school have to be addressed.” James said in a more serious tone as he shifted his attention towards her.

Amelia’s smile disappeared and confused she asked ”What do you mean? You are still going to tell sis?”

“Nope I mean with every mistake we make, we have to face the consequence. Have you ever been punished by your parents for something you have done wrong?” James asked.

“Well, they did cane me whenever I skipped school.” Amelia muttered while looking at the floor.

“So what do you think you deserve this time?” James queried.

“You are not going to punish me are you?!!!” Amelia asked astonished.

“Well, its that or you can tell your sister to go down with you to sign the agreement when she gets back.” James said as he turned back to his computer.

It seemed that Amelia was dead sure that she did not want her sister to find out and with a soft sigh she agreed with a “Please don’t be too hard on me.”

James grinned slightly and rolled his office chair toward her. He motioned her to get up and gently led her over his knee. She was still in her sleeping clothes (cotton shorts and a tank top) which gave little protection.

As she laid over his knee, James lectured, “Now Amelia, its not going to be a pleasant experience, but its for your own good. You haven’t shown your sis much respect and this is not the way to carry on………………… For starters, you are going to get three minutes on your shorts and two minutes on the bare. Is that clear Amelia?”

Amelia nodded silently.

“SMACK!”

Amelia stiffened her back as James said, “I was asking you a question.”

“Yyeess!” Amelia stuttered as she nodded.

“SMACK!”

“Yes who? Show a bit of respect when you are being punished.”

“Yes Sir! Sorry Sir! Amelia replied nodding her head frantically.

And so the handspanking began. It must have been a while since she last had her butt smacked for she was already tearing at the end of the three minutes.

James gave her a brief moment to compose herself and then pulled down her shorts (she was not wearing any panties).

“Please, it hurts already. I think I have learnt my lesson. Could we please stop? I won’t ever do it again!” Amelia protested as she put her hands to cover her butt which was already showing a faint red tinge.

James locked her armed behind her back and gave her bare bottom a very hard smack which left a huge handprint. “It will be worse if you try to bargain. I will not repeat this again!”

With that, he rained another two minutes of handspanks down on her bottom.

Amelia was sobbing by then and he made her face the corner with her hands on her head.

James went down to the basement and retrieved a crop, a cane and a leather strap. In the four years that Amy and he had been married, he had kept it there and not brought it out.

He returned to the study and dropped them on the coffee table.

He called Amelia from the corner and made her stand next to the coffee table.

Her eyes widened in shock upon seeing the three implements, but James had warned her about bargaining and she kept quiet.

“The spankings were a just a warm up. They were not to address your stealing, truancy and unprotected sex in school. In fact you also deserve a smacking for your constant disrespect towards your sister. The spankings are also to let you have a feel of what you will be getting every night until your sister returns on next Friday. (It was only Tuesday, meaning she had to endure nine more days of spankings in a row!) This is to make sure that you would remember your promise that you would shape up. If you still misbehave during this time, you will get additional punishments. Do you understand?” James lectured.

“But……..sorry…..Yes Sir, I understand.” Amelia meekly replied.

James then made her bend over the side of the couch. As it was the eleventh time that she had shoplifted, James gave her eleven strokes with the strap. He made her count every one which she did obediently but cried out at each stroke as well.

James then made her stay in that position for ten minutes.

Following that, he made her get on her hands and knees on the carpet, and arch her back to lift her butt.

In average, she had only gone to school about twice a week. That was three days of missed days a week for the past six months. So he gave her 18 swats (3 x 6) on each butt cheek. She was already crying when she assumed the position and therefore James did not ask her to count. But he did give her two extra swats for not pushing her butt back into position. She was then made to stay in that position for a further 15minutes. He had to give her another two swats in between that for she kept fidgeting.

He then told her to pick up her shorts and took her to her room. He instructed her to remove her tank top and stand facing the bed. Amelia obeyed hesitantly and covered her breasts with her hands.

“Hands on your heads” said James as he gave her butt a hard smack, “You shouldn’t be that shy if you could have sex with all those boys in school.”

James then unbuckled his belt and removed it from his pants (It was a wide but thin leather belt which did sting quite terribly), as he said “You deserve many strokes for your disrespect to your sister, but on the account that you did not want to disappoint her, you shall only be given ten with the belt.”

“Yes Sir, thank you Sir.” Amelia uttered softly amidst her sniffling.

Ten hard strokes were given in quick repetition and Amelia struggled to keep the position.

As tears streamed down her face, James instructed her to lie face down on the bed. He then placed to pillows to prop up her butt.

As he took the cane by the handle and rest the end on Amelia’s butt, he questioned on the number of guys she had slept with in school.

Nine was the magic number and thus two strokes were given each which totaled eighteen.

Amelia was made to count each stroke and James reserved the last three strokes as the hardest. Each of those, she apparently screamed out. By the end of her punishments, her butt was a bright red and striped. It was severe to her, but was not as hard. James had regulated the strength of each of the punishments.

James told her to stay in that position until dinner time at 6pm.

Amelia was pretty good for the next nine days and only needed an additional strapping for waking up late and missing school.

Amy was pleasantly surprised when she returned from her business trip to find Amelia back home from school everyday for dinner and not missing any days of school. Although she did sense something was amiss, Amy brushed it off as Amelia’s want to do well as it was her final year in the polytechnic.

Subsequently, James worked out a monitoring program with Amelia. He drew up a list of rules for Amelia to follow. They were broad rules like going to school, coming home for dinner on weekdays and no more complains from school….etc. With each rule broken, he spanked her the next day after Amy had gone to work and before Amelia left for school. But you know how playful teenage girls are, and rules are always an issue with girls. So during the two months before Amelia’s final examinations, James gave her a maintenance spanking every two days to keep her in line. Nothing severe but just stingy enough to remind her of what was waiting if she got out of line.

Amelia is now in the university and stays mostly in the hostel. It appears Amelia had her spanko-side and supposedly has a spanker boyfriend. James doesn’t spank her anymore but rumour is he may have converted his vanilla wife. Amelia apparently asked James recently if he ever spanked Amy. When he replied that he did not as there was no reason to, Amelia muttered something about checking Amy’s bedside drawer where she hid her receipts. It seems Amy is a shopaholic………..well we’ll see it James takes action. Keep watch for my update.

A Spanking for Remembrance

In Singapore, we have a conscript military and all of us “boys” have to serve at least two years in the military. Most of the time, Mondays to Fridays are spent in camp while we only got to stay out on the weekends. Now if you are in a spanking relationship, this makes it difficult to maintain the relationship. In fact, maintaining a normal relationship is already extremely complicated.

However, an army buddy of mine (Joe) kept up the punishments with his girlfriend for the whole two years. This is how he did it.

Initially, he gave his girlfriend a blistering 5-minute spanking and a 30-stroke spanking every Sunday before he went back to camp. This, so he says, was severe enough to allow his girlfriend to “feel” the punishments until they met again the following Saturday.

This went on for a while till he decided to give her a log book to note down her infractions. She was studying in the university at that time and was having some difficulty coping with her studies. It was not because she was mentally challenged, but rather because she was having too much fun with her friends. She would go shopping everyday, hang out at the KTVs, and did not bother doing her tutorials. In fact she even skipped school on numerous occasions because she stayed out till the wee hours of the morning and could not wake up.

Therefore, he drew up a list of rules. She was to paste her University time-table in the log book and note down daily the events and tutorials or assignments she had to do. She was also to note down of her daily happenings and was to be back for dinner each day. Then each Saturday, Joe would go through the log book and punish her accordingly. The first month of implementation was a disaster. She accumulated so many infractions that Joe could not dish out a severe enough punishment. While her butt was given a good thrashing each weekend, it didn’t seem to cut down on her punishments. Upon talking to her about it, it seemed she had gone thought it out and felt that not keeping to the rules seemed worth it at that point in time as she would only get punished once a week no matter what she did.

Smart lady, too smart for her own good! Well Joe wasn’t to be defeated. The creative chum bought a web camera for her. To simplify things he set four broad rules. To make it to school on time everyday, to be back by six pm, to do all her assignments on time and to not dress like a slut. Each rule broken would result in her having to spank herself with a hairbrush ten times. Each spanking was to be recorded on the web camera. Each week he would review the punishments and give her a maintenance punishment as a final reminder for the week. If the punishments she gave herself were to light, he would add additional strokes to the weekend punishment.

Things went rather smoothly for a few weeks until Joe realised that his girlfriend had only one or two infractions each week. Had his girlfriend shaped up or was she lying to him? He got his chance to find out when he was given two days off during the week and went to her place unannounced. He had reached at about 5pm (she stays alone mostly as her parents are abroad most of the time) and let himself in. He went to her room and saw a couple of returned test papers……….apparently she had failed them. He thumbed through a stack of letter and saw three warning letters for her failure to attend classes. To make things worse, he ended up waiting for her until ten pm reeking of alcohol. Her face was visibly shocked when she walked into the living room and saw he sitting on the couch. As if knowing of what was to come, she began to cry. Apologising profusely, she said she did not know what came over her but did not see to be able to control herself.

Joe knew that he had to devise another plan lest his girlfriend got kicked out of the Uni at the current rate. But he had to first address the current infractions. It was a severe two days, Joe reckons that he must have given her almost 100 strokes of the cane and even more with the belt and his hand. He jokes that during those two days, she spent most of the day naked and on all fours with tears streaming down her face. But she shaped up after that. Joe also installed the webcam to a permanent record mode so that she would never be able to lie about her whereabouts. Things improved and apparently she graduated two years later.

Hope this gives you some ideas for those who travel often.