We learned that corporal punishment was an effective way to get the point across that certain behavior was not acceptable and would not be condoned. Behavior actually improved for a period of time after a serious discipline session. However, to ensure that discipline was administered with fairness and never in anger we instituted a few simple rules. We agreed to submit to punishment as decided by the other. Punishment would never be delivered in anger and as such a ‘cooling off’ period of at least four hours was required before the punishment took place. Acceptable spanking implements included: hand, strap, hairbrush & paddle. The cane was not included because we did not own one at the time but agreed to reconsider at a later date. Once the punishment was over we were expected to make up quickly and put it behind us. (no pun intended).
We had been saving for a new car and Deb and I had agreed to curtail all frivolous spending until we had a substantial down payment saved. Twice in the last month Debbie had bought a new pair of shoes with the only explanation being “it was an amazing sale, sweetie. How could I let the go?” In both instances her only penance was an OTC spanking that was more foreplay that punishment. I loved spanking Debbie; she had the most incredible butt that responded well to my hand. I can’t easily explain but it was neither too hard or too soft. A few minutes over my knee and she would start to squirm which would further increase the blood flow into my already alert cock. After the last spanking, I had told Deb that the next infraction would earn her a real discipline session.
Debbie lasted just over five weeks before she broke down. It was a Friday afternoon around 2 pm and I had come home early from the office. I now realize that Deb was not expecting me to be home. The front door opened and she strolled in laden with shopping bags. The expression on her face clearly showed “Holy shit I’m dead meat.”
“Tom, how come you are home early?” she asked with a shaky voice.
Choosing not to answer her question I said, “Deb, what have you got there?”
Debbie's face continued to redden as she answered, “Sweetie, the clothing store on Main is going out of business; the prices are absolutely incredible.” Gaining confidence she continued, “Tom, I probably saved us money in the long run.”
“Bring me the bags Deb, NOW!”
Realizing my growing anger she slowly walked over to my chair and placed the bags by my feet. I began to extract the spoils: 2 pairs of shoes; 3 tops; 2 skirts and one sweater. At the bottom of the bag I found what I was looking for – the bill. I felt my face flush in anger as I stared at the total $465.24.
Not knowing what to say, I stared at Debbie for a full minute “Well?”
I’m really sorry Tom,” Debbie whimpered.
“No, Debbie” I said. “I don’t believe you are. You thought you could sneak this stuff info the house when I was at work. Is that not right?”
She stared at me without answering but I could sense she was on the verge of crying. Glancing at my watch I said “Come to my den at 7pm, you know what to wear.”
The rest of the afternoon passed slowly and we kept mostly to ourselves but managed small talk on a number of occasions. By the time 7pm arrived I was no longer angry but still determined to teach Debbie a lesson.
The door opened at 7 pm and Deb walked in wearing a white nightshirt which ended just above her thighs. Wow! I knew she would be completely naked underneath and I felt a twinge in my groin as I stared at the woman I loved.
“Tom, please no lecture,” she said, “I know, I deserve what’s coming.”
“Fine, no lecture” I said “But, I need you to understand what is about to happen! First, I am going to give you a hard OTC spanking with my hand and then when I think your bum is the right shade of red I am going to finish you off with ten swats of the paddle. Understand?”
“You’re going to paddle me as well?” she wailed.