Posted by Tina on December 17, 2004 at 15:08 [24.19.115.65]
I would like to share a little story about my life over the past few years...
Four years ago, I got married. During our first year together, I came to realize that my new husband craved domestic discipline, yet he was unwilling to share this need with me. I learned of his desires when I decided to use his office computer one day while he was at work, because my own computer had been infected by a virus. On his computer, I found several stories about men being spanked and bossed around by their wives.
Even though the stories saved on his computer should have made it obvious, I was still unsure how to react. Possible reasons were running through my mind and I wasn't sure if they were there by accident. Finally, I decided that if this was his desire, then it was my responsibility to show him that he could trust me. If it was not his desire, then I could handle the embarassment for the sake of learning the truth.
That friday, I went into action. I left a note on the fridge asking him to wash the dishes when he got home from work and left for a few hours. When I got home, the dishes were not clean as I expected they wouldn't be. I pretended to be angry and started calling him a lazy little boy. The next step was make-or-break - I ordered him to drop his pants and lay across my lap for a spanking. When he just sat there, looking at me like I was insane, I figured I had come to the wrong conclusion. However, after noticing the bulge building in the crotch of his pants, I realized I had made the right choice.
When I reached for his arm to stand him up, he didn't resist. As I pulled his pants down around his knees, he didn't resist. As I lay him across my lap, he didn't resist. When I began to spank his bare ass, he put up minor
resistance, but was easily controlled. After 30 or 40 swats, he was crying and apologetic. After standing him up, he reached down to pull up his pants, but I smacked his ass again and told him to keep them around his knees until the dishes were clean. He obediently waddled to the kitchen with his pants hanging low.
That night, he gave me multiple orgasms for the first time ever. I was definitely seeing the plus side to domestic discipline, so I spent the next week studying up the stories on his computer. It didn't take long to make another connection to which he seemed focused - strapon dildoes. The following day I visited a local bdsm shop and purchased a strapon harness and medium sized dildo.
A few days later I 'found' another reason to punish my husband. As anticipated, he accepted his spanking and then cleaned the house with pants around his ankles. After the house was spotless, I led him to the bedroom where I showed him my new toy and explained that it was time he learned who was in charge in this marriage.
He seemed scared as I strapped on the dildo and oiled it up lube. When I ordered him to bend over a pile of pillows at the end of the bed, he flinched and began insisting that the dildo was too large. I knew better and insisted that he trust me. His anus resisted penetration at first, but after a few minutes of toying with it, I managed to get the head of the dildo inserted. He was moaning like a porn star as I began pushing it in inch by inch. Before long, I was fucking him like I was born with a penis. When I was finished, I stood him in the corner while I cleaned up the dildo and put it away. After the dildo was clean, I dragged him to bed for another night of oh so many orgasms. Before he fell asleep, he thanked me, which melted my heart.
As I was making the bed the next morning, I noticed several brown stains on his side of the bed and I realized the anal intrusion has cost him partial control of his ass while he slept. After getting some advice from some online domestic disciplinarians, I came up with a new plan. After a little shopping, I was ready for that night.
After a minor spanking for getting home late, I led him to the bedroom and bent him over the pile of pillows again. There was no resistance this time, as I fucked his ass harder than the night before. After cleaning up the dildo, I led him from the corner to the bed, but this time it wasn't for a night of wild sex. He looked at me in stunned disbelief when I pulled the bag of adult diapers from beneath the bed. At this point, he was sternly fighting this turn of events. He insisted that he had no desire to wear a diaper and he wasn't going to wear it. I simply told him that if he couldn't control his bowels after a session with the strapon, then he would certainly wear diapers.
After a little more resistance, I took the advice of one of my new online friends and pulled him back over my knee for the hardest spanking he had received yet. He was balling like a baby when I was finished. After that, I simply rolled him onto the bed and placed two disposable adult diapers under his butt. He simply lay there with his hands over his eyes crying. I then explained to him that he would learn to listen to me or the consequences wouldn't be pretty. His punishment was a full week in diapers. After he settled down a tad, I let him go down on me until I had an orgasm, then we went to sleep.
The following day, he was very surprised to learn that I intended to keep him diapered. During that week, I learned a lot about using diapers as a punishment tool. I quickly grew tired of removing his diapers to let him use the bathroom, so on the third day, I implemented the 'no potty while diapered' rule. A few days of wet and messy diapers made him all the more pliable.
Four years have changed our relationship a lot. My husband is very docile around me and obeys me completely. He is spanked once or twice a week, has sessions with my dildo about the same, and wears diapers every night he gets the dildo or when punished for other infractions. The longest he has spent in diapers is 1 month when I found out he had lied about going fishing with his friends.
Overall, we are both very happy with our lifestyle. I recently learned that while he hated the idea at first, he really enjoys the submissive feeling of being diapered. It is for this reason that I post this short story here. Perhaps some of you can find this type of love.
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