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My wife and I agreed on the basis of love for non-standard sex. And she and I found the special charm in the use of spanking. Therefore, first about her. “Having played around” for some time we decided that just a whipping, like a massage, ceases to be interesting, its such charms as expectation, suspense, humiliation, which, perhaps more than the whipping itself, are arousal, are lost. Therefore, we decided to stay on the next approach.

First - the spanking should not be frequent. So that it does not become a routine procedure, it was decided to punish me once a month - on the last Saturday of the month.

Secondly - the punishment should be in view of the real faults. If they are not there, then a 25 horn is issued for prevention. But how can a man do nothing for a whole month, at least on trifles ?!

Thirdly, it should still have an educational effect. Therefore, issuing for a start the standard 25 blows, the wife begins to list my faults, discusses them with me and adds. And not just for everything in a row - but for each fault individually. Nakhamil saleswoman in the store - here are five more. Ah, not nahamil ?! Well, then five more for incompetence. Raised the voice on my mother in some dispute - twenty! Mothers must be respected! And so on.

Fourthly - the element of humiliation is obligatory. Whipping is done on a special bench, to which I, wearing a short T-shirt and white knee-highs, are firmly fastened with belts in the lower back, just above the knees, at the ankles and, of course, by the hands. The legs are widely divorced, and a roller is placed under the belly, from which a bare ass is bulging. Enough humiliating pose. And in the middle of a spanking wife, for example, can call her or my mom, or some girlfriend and discuss something related to me. For example, to discuss with her that my erection has slightly decreased and for ten minutes to write down the list of products that increase it. My complain that I had a runny nose, and despite this and her persuasion, I went fishing in the cold, then put the tube to my ear and let my mother listen to the notation. My friends complain that I don’t miss a single skirt or something like that.

But it is with minor faults. For serious misconduct (for example, unauthorized overnight fishing, late arrival in a state of intoxication, etc.) the punishment is supplemented. After whipping, she can put me on her knees on peas in a tiny pantry near the kitchen, lock the door and invite a young neighbor to have a cup of coffee. And so stand me until they mess up. Or to make a two-liter enema without untie me from the shop, but to leave the apartment for a long time.

All this is happening against the background of sexual abstinence. Once upon a time I was wearing a so-called male chastity belt, which is removed only for moments of vice and for rare classic sex. And in another case, which will be discussed later. The rest of the time, I abstain, and I satisfy my wife orally at her request. Therefore, I have very pleasant feelings and an instant erection when the belt is removed. If I was a good boy and didn’t have a lot of “kosyachil” - my wife smacks me slowly, rather loving, and at the same time plays my dick. Literally light stroking with nails and the whole two-three slow movements with a slightly clenched fist is enough for a violent orgasm. More often, I get such a whipping, from which a member cringes itself and she again puts on my device.

Also, the spouse believes that the basis of the subordination of the man should be regular manipulation of his anus. Therefore, often in my priest is a thermometer, then an enema, the device for massage the prostate.“Something you do not look good! Come on, let's measure the temperature, ”the wife shakes the thermometer - and I have to uncover my ass and lie down on the bed or sofa to give myself a thermometer. Or - “The day before yesterday you ate a lot of meat at a party, and I did not see you go to the toilet,” and I have to completely remove my clothes and go to the bathroom, where a two-liter enema is already prepared. And before the procedure, I have to say “Yes, dear”, and after that thank you for taking care of yourself. Otherwise, I will remember this with five rods at the end of the month.

Spouse is very concerned about my health! Therefore, knowing that abstinence is harmful for a man leads me to the urologist. But not in the clinic, but to the mother of his former classmate. This usually happens once every two to three months on weekends preceding the spanking. By that time, after the previous spanking, my pubic hair and my priest are growing (yes, before the flogging, I must be completely shaved), the marks of the rod go off and I am no different from a simple average man. The spouse agrees with the doctor in advance, on the day of the visit she gives me a cleansing enema, removes the chastity belt, and we go to the house with sweets and wine or champagne. And while my wife and girlfriend are drinking tea in the kitchen, I take off my pants in front of her mother-doctor, stand in a pose and push my buttocks apart. So far, there have been only two such visits, but in both cases I first needed to get tired and bend over, and then wait for the doctor to put on a glove and smear it with vaseline.

Considering that I usually didn’t have sex before this procedure for a long time, my dick rises. Finally, the doctor inserts a finger into me, from which I twitch and oikayu. For some time, the finger presses on me inside and exits as abruptly. The doctor calls his wife, states some prostate enlargement and advises her massage at least twice a month. And already breaks open his wife the skill of this massage, but looking at her long nails, advises to buy a special device. He was bought on the same day, and now after each week of abstinence and before spanking his wife puts it in me. On the next visit, the doctor was satisfied with the condition of my prostate. Both times after the procedure, we all sat down to drink tea and I blushed deeply. I wasn’t discussed at the table, but I understood that all three women knew that I had just had a finger in my ass, and that my wife kept me stern if an enlarged prostate was observed at my age.

That's how we live...