This man had a problem. His wife was a b– well, let’s just say she treated him poorly. And then one day his friend on the golf course gave him some advice:
“You know what she needs,” he said.
“She needs a spanking,” he said matter-of-factly. “In fact she needs to be spanked regularly.”
“Yeah, right. Like she’s going to let me spank her.”
“Man, what’s wrong with you? She isn’t going to LET you, at least not at first. Grow a pair, take her over your knee and paddle the shit out of her!”
“Just like that?”
“Yeah, just like that!” said with a hint of frustration.
“You ever spank your wife?”
“Two or three times a month. Sometimes more.”
You could have knocked me over with a feather. I never would have guessed.
“It helps in the relationship department and it REALLY helps our sex life!”
“Sex? What’s that?” He laughed. “No kidding? It helps your sex life?”
“Don’t believe me, ask the wife.”
“Well, I don’t think I need to do that.”
“It’s a great story,” he said with an impish smile.
“Okay, so, tell me: how do I get started?”
“One night soon you’ll be thinking you’ve had enough of her bullshit. Tell her that! Then grab her, and drag her across your lap and spank the hell out of her.”
“I don’t want to hurt her.”
“Yeah you do. You just don’t want to do real damage. So, the first time, use your hand. It’ll hurt your hand long before you can do any real damage. Next time you can up the ante to a leather paddle and then a strap. There are all kinds of possibilities. I’ll coach you.”
“She’s gonna struggle and fight you. She’s gonna scream and curse. And then she’s gonna beg you to stop. Pay no attention to the hysterics. In fact, let it fuel your fire. I’ll bet you’ll get a blue steel hard-on. But don’t stop ’til you’re ready to stop.”
“All the while your spanking her, lecture her. Tell her that her behavior is unsatisfactory and you’re not going to put up with it any more. Things are going to change. Tell her there will be more spankings in her future.
Reader, did this man take the advice? In our story (called Naughty Is Nice, written by “The Captain”) he most assuredly did take that advice. Let us savor just a glimpse of that scene:
I continued the spanking and she continued struggling and telling me to stop. In a few minutes my arm got tired and my hand was sore. So, I stopped. I was so into the spanking that I did not realize she was crying.
“Are you quite done?” she asked in her haughtiest tone.
“Darling, as John Paul Jones famously said, I have not yet begun to spank you.” Releasing her right arm, I grabbed the waistband of her leggings and snatched them midway down her thighs…