The Disciplined Wife

Jane Knows Not To Roll Her Eyes

John had to go upstairs to retrieve something from the bedroom when he noticed that Jane had once again left the lights on after leaving. Leaving lights on and wasting electricity was one of John’s biggest annoyances, and Jane was always the culprit.

John walked into the kitchen and immediately began scolding Jane for repeatedly leaving the lights on. “How many times do we have to go over this, Jane?” he exclaimed. “Maybe I should start giving you a spanking every time you forget to turn off the lights. Then you’d remember.”

John had never punished Jane in this way before, but he had mentioned that it could become a rule in their household. Despite this warning, Jane felt confident she wouldn’t be spanked for this offense. John typically only resorted to spanking for more significant misbehavior; he wasn’t the type of person to constantly look for reasons to discipline her bottom.

As John went on, Jane couldn’t help but think, “Here we go again,” and without thinking, she rolled her eyes as John explained how expensive electricity was.

Jane couldn’t hide her frustration as she rolled her eyes, but John had seen it all. She knew he wouldn’t let this slide without consequences. Jane immediately tried to apologize to John, but she already knew that John would spank her for this because disrespect was something John was consistent with punishing Jane for; he never let these things go unpunished.

One of the things Jane cherished about John was his reliability. She could always count on him, even if it meant her bottom would be sore later.

John informed Jane that as he put on his jacket to get ready for work, they would need to address her eye-rolling issue before bedtime. Jane replied, “Yes, Sir, I understand, and I am truly sorry for my behavior.” John accepted her apology but clarified that she would still be punished. He suggested that she take some time during the day to reflect on her disrespect.

Jane despised these delayed punishments. It gave her more time to dread the consequences, making them seem much worse in her mind than they actually would be. She couldn’t help but wish that he had just taken care of it right then and there by bending her over the kitchen counter and spanking her.

Jane decided to prepare one of John’s favorite meals, hoping it would improve his mood and reduce the severity of her punishment.

Today was already going poorly, and Jane was determined to do everything she could to improve it.

Dinner was ready to be served when John got back from work. As soon as he opened the door, the aroma of roast chicken greeted him.

Jane welcomed John with a warm greeting, and he responded by hugging her and kissing her cheek before sitting down at the table, ready for Jane to serve dinner. During their meal, John and Jane discussed the events of their day.

Jane was happy that John was home, but her pending punishment was always in the back of her mind.

Once dinner was over, John mentioned he had some tasks to attend to and headed to his study to complete them while Jane tidied up the dining area and washed the dishes.

After Jane tidied up in the kitchen, she asked John if he was almost finished with what he was doing and if he’d like some coffee. John responded that he needed another hour and would love a cup.

Jane returned 5 minutes later with a cup of coffee for John and said she would watch her favorite show before getting ready.

John expressed his gratitude for the coffee and wished her an enjoyable time watching her show. As Jane was about to leave the study, John glanced up from his laptop and reminded her, “Remember your spanking before bedtime. After your shower, just put on your dressing gown and have the dark brown wooden hairbrush ready for when I come upstairs.”

Jane felt a sudden dread as there had been no mention of the spanking since John returned from work. She hoped he had forgotten about it, but she knew John would never. She thought to herself that it would likely be the highlight of his day to have her naked body bent over his knee while he paddled her bottom with the hairbrush.

How could she take pleasure in her show with the anticipation of what was to come? At the moment, she believed that the spanking she was about to receive was excessive for just rolling her eyes.

However, she understood that arguing with John would only result in a longer spanking.

After Jane’s show ended, she headed upstairs to take a shower and get ready for bed. She hoped John wouldn’t be waiting for her when she got out, as spanking on damp skin was always more painful for her. Fortunately, when she emerged from the shower in her dressing gown, John was still occupied downstairs and hadn’t come up yet.

Jane lay on the bed with her book, waiting for John. Though it felt like ages, it was just 15 minutes at most. The sound of John’s footsteps on the stairs filled her with dread; this part of the punishment process was always emotionally challenging for her.

When John walked into the room, he headed straight for the chair he used for over-the-knee spankings and informed Jane that it was time for her spanking. He instructed her to remove her dressing gown and position herself across his knee. Once Jane was draped adequately across his lap, he asked if she understood why she was about to be spanked. Jane responded, “Yes, sir, I am receiving this spanking because I was disrespectful and rolled my eyes at your comments about me leaving the lights on and wasting electricity.”

John told Jane that he would start by warming up her bottom with a hand spanking. Then, he would use the hairbrush, giving her six swats on each cheek. After every two swats with the brush, Jane was to count the number and say, “Thank you, Sir.”

John began with slow, deliberate hand spanks, ensuring he covered all of Jane’s cheeks. Gradually, he picked up the pace until her skin turned a rosy red. As the warmth in her bottom intensified, Jane began to moan. Eventually, John paused, resting his palm on her heated skin, content that her bottom was now prepared for the hairbrush spanking.

John picked up the hairbrush and told Jane that rolling her eyes at him was disrespectful and that he wouldn’t tolerate such behavior in their home. He explained that he took no pleasure in spanking her, but she had misbehaved and needed to learn a lesson. He then asked Jane if she understood what he had said, to which Jane responded, “Yes, Sir, I understand.”

Without hesitation, John delivered the first blow with the hairbrush on Jane’s sensitive cheek, and before she could cry out in pain, he swiftly struck her other cheek. Jane screamed and flailed her legs as the sting from the hairbrush burned through her backside. Jane then shouted. “One Sir, Thank you, sir.”

John gave it a few seconds later and delivered the next swat to each cheek. Then, he waited for Jane to count the strike and thank him. Jane was now sobbing gently as the intensity of the pain increased in her bottom. After the third and fourth swats, Jane regrets her disrespectful eye roll and pleads for John to stop, but she knows it was pointless to plead for the spanking to stop.

John informed Jane that just two more swats were left, and the slate would be wiped clean. Jane prepared herself for the last two strikes, aware that she’d be dealing with some sore bruises the next day and would be reminded of this spanking whenever she sat down for the following days. The final two hits came swiftly and with force, as John always intensified the impact of the last few spanks whenever he disciplined her.

By the end of the spanking, tears were streaming down Jane’s face as she sobbed gently. Jane just laid across John’s knee, relieved her spanking was over, and as John gently stroked her bruised cheeks, she started to feel a warm, calm, cozy feeling envelope her as all the stress that had built up in her body just melted away.

Jane never understood why, but after a spanking, she always felt so much love for John and how he loved her enough to discipline her.

Jane’s Annual Health Checkup

After her annual health check-up, Jane learned that she was at risk for developing diabetes. Her doctor advised her to adopt a healthier lifestyle, including more exercise and healthy eating habits. The doctor also mentioned that Jane’s BMI was high and that losing some weight would benefit her overall health.

Jane and John sat down to discuss Jane’s yearly health assessment. Jane asked for John’s support in adopting a healthier lifestyle. She knew her limitations and that maintaining the new routine would be challenging. With his encouragement, Jane requested that John hold her accountable if she strayed from the plan and impose consequences when necessary.

Jane and John collaborated to create a nutritious meal plan for Jane, using the doctor’s diet and healthy eating advice. They agreed that Jane would refrain from drinking high-sugar sodas, coffees, or wine, except for one glass each weekend, and that treats like cookies, cakes, and candies could only be enjoyed on special occasions. Additionally, Jane committed to following her daily exercise routine outlined by the doctor’s program.

During the initial week, Jane followed the healthy lifestyle program and enjoyed the exercise regimen. However, as she entered the second week, she began to struggle. She longed for a chocolate chip cookie with her beloved mochaccino coffee topped with extra whipped cream.

As Wednesday approached, Jane’s craving for a cookie and mocha coffee intensified. As she walked past the nearby coffee shop, she couldn’t resist the urge to step inside and indulge. She convinced herself that John would never find out if she paid with cash and kept it a secret.

Jane had a moment of forgetfulness, not realizing that she and John shared their location. Little did she know, John could see where she had been all day. That night, during dinner, John asked Jane how her day went and if she had kept up with her exercise and diet. Jane confidently replied that she had completed a 30-minute workout and stayed within her daily calorie limit. However, she failed to mention the mocha and cookie she had consumed, which would have exceeded her calorie allowance by over 800 calories. She was lucky that John didn’t know about them.

John then asked Jane if she was sure she had counted everything in her calorie count. Jane replied no, she had not forgotten anything, but John could tell by the look on her face that she was not being truthful, as Jane could not look John directly in the eye.

Additionally, he was aware that Jane had visited their neighborhood coffee shop.

John confronted Jane, knowing she had been to the coffee shop earlier that day, and could tell by her guilty expression. Jane panicked, realizing she was in trouble for going to the coffee shop and lying about it to John, who had no tolerance for deceit.

Jane confessed to John that she had indulged in a Mocha and cookie at the coffee shop, purposefully keeping it a secret from him. She attempted to justify her actions by explaining how challenging the week had been for her and how much she craved something sweet.

John said he sympathized with Jane’s craving, but Jane’s deceit only worsened the situation. Honesty was crucial in their relationship, and he couldn’t let this deception go unpunished. He directed Jane to retrieve the Loop Johny from the bedroom.

Jane knew there was no point in trying to change John’s mind; there was no way he would not see this punishment through.

Jane returned the looped cane, and John instructed her to put it on the couch. He then asked her to remove her skirt and panties and to lay across his lap. John would start with a hand spanking as punishment for her indulgence in the cookie and Mocha.

For the next five minutes, John alternated between spanking Jane’s cheeks until they turned a rosy pink hue. He didn’t use too much force, but just enough to let her know she was being disciplined and to warm up her bottom for what was to come – the looped cane.

After John was satisfied with his hand spanking, he helped Jane up and led her over to the sofa. He instructed her to bend over the arm of the sofa and prepare for eight strikes from the looped cane as punishment for her deceitful actions.

John performed several practice swings of the looped cane, which caused Jane to shudder in anticipation of the inevitable pain. She knew she would have to endure eight strikes, and they would hurt.

Jane feared the looped cane more than John’s other implements to discipline her. The pain from this was a fierce burning and would leave some angry red marks on her bottom that would last for a few days after.

John scolded Jane for lying to him. He explained that deceit and dishonesty lead to a breakdown of trust and respect in a marriage, which he would not tolerate. That is why she would receive eight lashes with the looped cane as punishment.

The first strike brought an excruciating burning sensation to Jane’s bottom, causing her to cry out. John waited a moment for the pain to register before delivering the second and third lashes in rapid succession.

Jane’s sobs grew louder as the pain intensified in her backside, and she knew there were still five more to come. John followed with another three lashes quickly, causing Jane to cry out even louder. He warned her that if she lied again, she would receive twelve lashes. With tears streaming down her face, Jane received the final two blows of the looped cane on her already tender and burning bottom. The angry red marks matched the anger she felt towards herself for lying.

John carefully set the loop can down on the sofa and offered a hand to Jane, who was still crying. He handed her some tissues to dry her eyes. Jane looked at John with remorse in her eyes and apologized for her deceitful actions, promising never to do it again. Despite the pain she was feeling and knowing she would have a tender bottom for a few days, Jane was grateful for John’s love and understood that it wasn’t easy for him to have to discipline her like this.

After dinner, Jane washed her face and cleaned the kitchen. She felt relieved that her punishment was over and knew she could sleep peacefully, knowing her conscience was clear after being disciplined and starting fresh.

Jane Forgot to Charge Her Phone

John and Jane based their domestic discipline lifestyle around the 4 D’s: Danger, Dishonesty, Respect, and Disobedience.

John always stressed the importance of Jane keeping her phone charged, especially when she was leaving the home. Otherwise, she could not call for help if something happened, such as the car breaking down.

On Wednesday evening, Jane went to visit her friend Carol. When she left to go back home, the weather had turned rainy. It was only a 5-mile journey from Carol’s house, but the road was dark and unlit, with few houses along the way.

Jane had forgotten to check her phone’s battery life before she left and was surprised by how low it was when she noticed.

While driving, Carol’s car suddenly lost power, causing the lights to dim as the vehicle came to a stop. Despite her attempts to start the car again, the engine only made a clicking noise and would not turn over.

Jane’s initial instinct was to contact John for assistance, but as she went to dial his number, her phone abruptly shut off due to a low battery.

Without any means of calling for assistance, Jane was faced with a difficult decision. Should she wait for help to arrive or start walking, hoping to find a house where she could use their phone to call John for help?

Jane was aware of the risks associated with both options, but then she realized that she had forgotten to text John and let him know she was heading home. He wouldn’t become worried about her for a while.

Jane sat in the driver’s seat, lost in thought about her current predicament. Suddenly, a car pulled up behind her and she anxiously checked her rearview mirror. A figure emerged from the car and approached her vehicle. Jane’s heart raced as she wondered if this person would offer assistance or pose a threat to her safety.

With trembling hands, Jane dug through her purse in search of the canister of pepper spray she always carried with her. It was her only form of protection. As she fumbled for it, all she could think about was why she didn’t charge her phone, as John had warned her to do countless times before. She knew the dangers lurking on the roads at night, and now she regretted not taking his advice more seriously.

Jane’s heart raced with fear as the person approached her car and tapped on the driver’s side window. But when she heard a familiar voice, her anxiety dissipated – it was Pastor Rick from her church. He asked if she needed assistance.

When Jane opened the door, a sense of relief washed over her at seeing Pastor Rick’s friendly face. She quickly explained her predicament – her car had broken down, and she couldn’t call John for help because her phone was dead. Without hesitation, Pastor Rick offered to take her home.

He handed his phone to Jane, suggesting she call John to tell him she was safe. However, Jane declined, explaining that John was unaware of her situation and did not need to be notified at this time.

Jane then said she had forgotten to charge her phone before leaving.

Pastor Rick knew that John and Jane practiced domestic discipline as he and his wife did.

Pastor Rick warned that John would be upset about Jane forgetting to charge her phone, and he said I can see why you wouldn’t want to have to confess to him. But my suggestion, Jane, is to come clean as soon as possible and own up to the fact that you put yourself in harm’s way tonight. John will appreciate your honesty more than anything else.

Jane was aware. Pastor Rick’s words were true, and she was fully prepared for John to give her a spanking for putting herself in harm’s way.

As they pulled up to Jane’s house, Pastor Rick promised to speak with John and explain what had occurred and that Jane had only been there a minute, so Jane was not in danger. Jane greeted them at the door, telling John Pastor Rick was there to see him.

John greeted Pastor Rick. Jane kindly offered to make them both coffee, which they gratefully accepted. As Jane prepared the coffee, Pastor Rick explained what had occurred earlier to John.

John thanked Pastor Rick for his help in making sure Jane got home safely, and he told Pastor Rick that he had warned Jane many times about the dangers of not charging her phone.

Pastor Rick empathized with John’s situation, having recently had to discipline his wife for a similar issue.

Jane placed the coffee on the table, and John proposed that she bid Pastor Rick good night and head to bed for an early rest since they wouldn’t be discussing this until tomorrow morning.

Jane thanked Pastor Rick and said good night to both.

Jane woke up the following day to find John already awake. She hesitated to go downstairs because she knew she would be punished for forgetting to charge her phone.

John was sitting at the dining room table, drinking his morning coffee while browsing his phone.

Jane greeted John with a warm embrace and a kiss on the cheek, wishing him good morning as she did so. She apologized for her actions last night and promised it would not happen again. John accepted her apology but couldn’t simply overlook the situation, considering what could have happened had Pastor Rick not intervened.

Jane replied that she understood and agreed with what John had said, and she asked what her punishment wa to be.

John turned to Jane and informed her that she would be receiving a hand spanking, followed by six with the paddle once her bottom was warmed up. He also added that she would have to cancel any social activities outside of the home for the next week.

He then instructed Jane to go and get the paddle so we could finish the spanking before he went to work.

Jane asked John if she still needed to attend the ladies’ bible study at church today. She secretly hoped he would say no, as she didn’t want to sit on the hard wooden pews while the other women noticed her discomfort from her recent spanking.

John responded, “Yes, you may go. I don’t want to deprive you of this opportunity to learn and share with the other women from church.”

Jane handed the paddle to John, memories flooding her mind of previous times he had used it on her. As the paddle met her skin with a loud slap, Jane couldn’t help but wonder if people outside could hear. But the pain from the impact was nothing compared to the fire that spread through her bottom, leaving behind a sore and bruised mess. She knew it would take days for the rainbow of colors to fade, and sitting would be painful on her tender backside.

John had rearranged his chair to allow Jane to bend over his knee. Once she was in position, John began to explain why she was about to be spanked. As he spoke, he lifted her nightgown and started to deliver light slaps to her bare bottom, gradually increasing the intensity until her cheeks turned a rosy shade.

Once her cheeks reached the darker pink color, he picked up the paddle and made sure that Jane was secure on his knee and that her hands were out of the way. He then did the first strike, which was hard and fast. Which sent ripples through Jane’s bottom, and the fire began for Ernest in her bottom; the second strike was even harder and brought a tear to Jane’s eyes. While John spanking her with the paddle, he reminded Jane never to forget to charge her phone.

After John had landed the sixth strike, Jane’s body had lost its initial tense stiffness, and she was now sobbing uncontrollably from the pain of the spanking.

John held Jane on his lap as he gently rubbed her hot, swollen bottom. He whispered to her, assuring her of his love and reminding her that he only disciplined her because he cared for her deeply and wanted to keep her safe from harm.

After Jane’s sobs had subsided, John offered her a hand to help her up and gave her a comforting hug. He then left for work. Jane expressed her gratitude for the spanking she received and apologized for being so careless and forgetting to charge her phone, resulting in the need for her punishment.

Jane prepared for bible study at church after showering and wiping away the last traces of tears. Pastor Rick greeted her and offered her a cushion, but she politely declined. Jane didn’t want to draw attention to herself from the other ladies in the group, not wanting them to know she had been through a disciplinary session earlier.

Disrespecting John in Front of Friends

All through their relationship, Jane has struggled to control her reactions. In her relationship with John, this often manifested as eye-rolling. It wasn’t intentional or meant to be disrespectful; it was simply a reflex she couldn’t control.

Unfortunately for Jane, John found this behavior unacceptable and disciplined her multiple times for doing it.

It was a Friday evening, and John and Jane were having dinner with their close friends Marcus and Carol. The four of them had been friends for years and shared a belief in living a domestic discipline lifestyle.

Mark and John were chatting happily with their wives, exchanging stories. When it was John’s turn, he recounted a recent encounter while driving home one night. He had stopped to assist a young man struggling to change his car tire because he had never done it before. John gave him a roadside lesson on how to change a tire. This experience reinforced John’s belief that practical life skills should be taught in school, which he felt strongly about.

When John discussed the importance of teaching practical life skills in schools, Jane mentally prepared herself for his usual lecture. She couldn’t help but roll her eyes, although, unfortunately, both John and Marcus caught her in the act.

As Jane rolled her eyes, she couldn’t help but notice the expression on John’s face. A sense of dread washed over her. His unhappy expression made her stomach twist in knots.

Jane was fully aware that John would not let her get away with this blatant act of disrespect, and the fact that Marcus had also witnessed it only added to John’s humiliation over his wife’s behavior,

Jane quickly apologized and tried to brush it off as a joke, insisting that she intended no disrespect. But she knew John could see right through her facade; the eye roll was not meant as a joke. Carol chimed in, backing up Jane’s statement and urging John not to take it too seriously.

Marcus immediately scolded his wife for her remark, reminding her not to dictate how John should react to his wife’s eye-rolling. He turned to John and said, “My friend, it seems both of our wives could use a lesson in respect. Do you agree?”

John agreed with Marcus and gave him a nod. “You make a valid point, Marcus,” he said. “Why don’t we return to my house for coffee and teach our wives how to show proper respect?”

Marcus caught the server’s attention and asked for the bill, eager to leave. Jane and Carol fell silent, lost in their thoughts about the impending punishment they would receive. After paying the bill, John signaled for Jane to follow him as they made their way to his car.

Jane and Carol returned home and immediately went to the kitchen to make coffee for John and Marcus. They hugged each other tightly, seeking support before the impending spankings they were about to receive. As they both expressed their nerves about waiting for the punishment, Carol mentioned that it was always the worst part for her. Jane nodded in agreement, adding that the most challenging part for her was feeling like she had disappointed John. However, once it was over, she always felt regretful for causing disappointment.

John and Marcus were both aware that prolonging the spanking would only make it worse for their wives, so they leisurely sipped their coffee and engaged in conversation. In contrast, their wives sat on the couch, anticipating the inevitable punishment.

After what seemed like hours but was only 30 minutes, John suggested that they deal with the matter and asked Marcus which implement he would like to spank his wife with. Marcus thought for a second and then said, “As Carol was disrespectful to you, John, which implement do you think she deserves?”

John responded by saying he believed that both of them deserved a hand spanking followed by twelve swats with the paddle. Marcus nodded in agreement, stating it was an excellent choice. John stood up and walked over to the cupboard, where he kept his disciplinary tools. He selected two paddles, one for himself and one for Marcus.

John arranged two dining room chairs facing each other, signaling for Marcus to join him. The two men summoned their wives and instructed them to bend over their knees, preparing for punishment.

Both wives removed their skirts before bending over their husband’s knees. John started spanking his wife over her thin panties, and Marcus followed suit while asking Carol if she still thought it was a good idea to question John, to which she replied no, sir, I am sorry and won’t do it again.

John inquired of Jane whether she felt remorse for her eye-rolling, to which she responded with a sheepish “Yes, sir.” John assured her that after this spanking, he was confident she would regret her actions.

John pulled down Jane’s panties, revealing her rosy cheeks. He began to spank her with increasing force, turning her bottom from a light pink to a fiery red. Marcus also joined in on the punishment, delivering spanks to Carol’s bottom.

After ensuring that Jane’s bottom was sufficiently warmed up, John asked Marcus if he was ready to use the paddle. He suggested they deliver the strikes together as a team.

Marcus agreed without hesitation. He was prepared to use the paddle on Carol and proposed that they administer 12 strikes with it to John. John was happy and raised his paddle to indicate he was ready.

The paddle made contact with a loud thwack, causing Jane and Carol to scream in pain as it sent shockwaves through their buttocks. Jane knew her bottom would be bruised and sore tomorrow, making sitting uncomfortable.

As the fifth strike landed, Carol’s sobs broke through her pleas for Marcus to stop. But he reminded her of the times she had been warned and spanked for her disrespectful behavior towards his friends, yet hadn’t learned her lesson. He was determined to see the punishment through this time.

After ten hits, Jane’s bottom was a dark and angry shade of red, and bruising started to appear around the edges. Meanwhile, Carol’s bottom was also red, but she seemed to bruise less easily than Jane.

Jane was informed that only two more spankings were left until it was over. She remained silent, trying her best to hold back tears, but it was becoming increasingly difficult for her to do so.

John and Marcus each delivered the final two strikes to their wives’ bottoms, and then they set down the paddles and gently massaged the hot, red skin. Both wives were softly crying, their bodies still trembling from the punishment.

After a few moments, John helped Jane stand up and told her to stand in the corner and contemplate why she had been spanked that night.

As Marcus helped Carol to her feet, he asked if she had any words to share. Grateful for the punishment, she responded politely, “Thank you for my spanking, Sir.” He then directed her to stand in another corner with Jane and contemplate her actions.

John offered Marcus a scotch, and they sat down to chat, giving their wives time to compose themselves and reflect on tonight’s behavior and spanking.

Jane Gets Lost In the Social Media Rabbit Hole

As John prepared to leave for work, he reminded Jane that his monthly men’s group meeting at the church was tonight. He also wanted to speak with Pastor Philips before the meeting, so could she please have dinner ready by 6 p.m.? This way, he could leave on time to meet with the pastor beforehand.

John walked through the door at 5:50 p.m. and immediately noticed something was off. By now, the house should be filled with the delicious smell of Jane’s cooking, and the kitchen table would be ready for dinner. But instead, he found Jane rummaging through the freezer, looking for a quick meal to heat up.

Jane informed me that dinner would be ready in ten minutes as she put it in the microwave. She asked if mac and cheese was okay for tonight, to which John replied that he thought they were having grilled chicken and salad. Jane apologized and explained that time had gotten away from her, and she didn’t have time to prepare the original meal, so she opted for mac and cheese for quickness.

Jane arrived home at 4:30 p.m. and texted John to let him know she had arrived safely. When she returned home, Jane made a coffee, sat down to drink it, and got lost down the social media rabbit hole. Before she knew it, John was walking through the door.

John inquired about Jane’s activities between 4:30 and 5:45, to which she replied vaguely, “the usual stuff.” Jane hoped that John would not press for more details, but she knew he could sense that she was not being truthful.

John beckoned for Jane to join him by the table, where he stood with his arms folded and a stern look on his face. She could feel her heart sink as she knew what was coming next – a spanking and it would be worse if she did not own up.
Jane mustered up the courage to confess that she had lost time while immersed in social media.

John sighed, exasperated. “How many times do we have to talk about this, Jane? You give me no choice,” he scolded her. “Pull your skirt up and remove your panties.” Reluctantly, Jane obliged and then bent over the table as she had been instructed to. John reached for his trusted wooden spoon, affectionately named Big Bertha, and warned Jane that this would be a lesson she wouldn’t soon forget. Jane pleaded with him, promising it wouldn’t happen again. John just shook his head and sighed, resigning to give her the punishment she deserved. The familiar pain of Big Bertha hitting her skin would leave dark bruises that would last for days, a constant reminder of her disobedience.

Without hesitation, John began spanking Jane with Big Bertha. The force of the heavy paddle created a loud sound and sent shockwaves through her backside. John couldn’t help but admit that he enjoyed watching her skin ripple upon impact.

The spanking seemed to last forever; as tears streamed down Jane’s face and the pain in her bottom intensified with each strike of the spoon, John made sure that he had covered her entire bottom with the spankings, paying particular attention to her sit spot. Finally, the microwave beeped, and John stopped spanking Jane. He instructed her to serve his dinner before standing in the corner to reflect on her time wasted tonight while he ate.
Before Jane went to the corner, he gave her one final swat on her already swollen cheeks with his hand.

After John had eaten, he called Jane over and instructed her to delete all her social media apps from her phone for a week.

Jane considered protesting, but she knew it would be pointless and that John might even increase the ban.

Before John left the house, he said to Jane I hope you have learned that meals come before social media. Jane replied, “Yes, sir, it won’t happen again.”

Unreturned Clothing Leads To A Spanking

Jane stood nervously in the bedroom, fidgeting with the tags on the unworn blouse and skirt. She knew John would be home any minute, and she’d have to confess her oversight. The sound of his car pulling into the driveway made her stomach tighten.

“Honey, I’m home!” John called out as he entered.

Taking a deep breath, Jane made her way downstairs. “Welcome home, dear,” she said, forcing a smile. “How was your day?”

John gave her a quick kiss. “Fine, but you look troubled. What’s wrong?”

Jane bit her lip. “Well, remember those clothes I ordered online last month? I… I forgot to return them, and now it’s too late. We’re stuck with them, and they don’t even fit.”

John’s expression darkened slightly. “Jane, we’ve talked about this. How much money are we out

Jane felt her stomach tighten as she saw the disappointment in John’s eyes. She knew she had made a mistake, but her stubborn streak flared up.

“But John,” she protested, her voice slightly whiny, “I needed new clothes for work. It wasn’t a frivolous purchase.”

John’s jaw clenched, his patience wearing thin. “We discussed this, Jane. Any purchases that do not fit have to be returned. You know the rules.”

Jane bit her lip, realizing she was treading on dangerous ground. Still, she couldn’t help but push back a little. “I’m a grown woman. I work full-time and manage the home. Sometimes, I forget things. It is not the end of the world,” she muttered under her breath.

John’s eyebrows shot up in surprise and concern at her comment, his voice dropping to a low and serious tone. Jane could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she realized she had dug into a deeper hole.

Without saying another word, John instructed Jane to undress and bend over the edge of the bed. She could hear him unbuckling his belt behind her, and her heart began to race with fear.

John’s voice was sharp as he scolded Jane, his words lashing out like a belt. He told her she would receive twenty strikes with the leather strap – ten for not returning the clothing in time to get a refund and ten for daring to speak back to him. Jane’s heart raced as she braced for the pain, knowing each strike would leave a stinging, angry red mark on her delicate skin. She couldn’t believe she had let things escalate to this point, but she knew she would never make the same mistake again.

The sound of leather hitting skin echoed through the room, a sharp crack followed by a low groan of pain. Each strike sounded like a thunderclap, sending shivers down Jane’s spine as she braced for the next one.
The leather strap sliced through the air with a sharp whoosh, followed by a loud smack as it made contact with Jane’s skin. Her crying and John’s scolding filled the room, creating a tense and overwhelming atmosphere.

The sharp crack of leather against skin reverberated through the room, accompanied by Jane’s occasional whimper or gasp. With each strike, the sound intensified, filling the air with a sense of tension and punishment.

Each strike stung like fire on Jane’s bare bottom, and she couldn’t hold back the tears that streamed down her face. But even as the pain intensified, she knew deep down that this was what she deserved for not returning the clothing and her careless words earlier.

As John helped Jane up, her bottom tender and her tears flowing freely, Jane could feel the weight of disappointment radiating from John’s gaze, adding a sharp sting to the physical pain she was already enduring. In that moment, she couldn’t help but regret her actions and the consequences they had brought upon herself.

Once Jane had stopped crying and composed herself, she apologized to John for not returning the clothing and for answering him back. She told him she was grateful for her spanking and knew he had only done it to teach her a lesson in responsible spending and respect.

John hugged Jane and lay with her in his arms until she fell asleep.

Jane Gets a Speeding Ticket Part 1

Part One

It was 8:25 a.m. Monday. Jane should have left for work 10 minutes earlier than she did, so she would now be 5 minutes late. She knew her boss would not be pleased with her, as this was not Jane’s first time late. Jane wondered if she had not gone down the Instagram rabbit hole this morning while drinking her coffee, she would not be late again.

Jane did not realize that she was doing thirty-four miles an hour in a 25-mile-per-hour zone till she heard the siren and saw the red and blue lights in her rearview mirror.

Jane pulled over, and the officer gave Jane a ticket for speeding with a 60-dollar fine for speeding.

Jane would now be 25 minutes late for work and have a fine to pay. Her day had not started well, and she knew she would have to face her husband, John, tonight and confess what had happened.

When Jane arrived at work, she texted John to let him know that she had arrived safely. She received a reply immediately saying, “You are 25 minutes late. I hope you have a good excuse for this tonight, or there will be trouble.”

When Jane arrived home that evening, she made one of John’s favorite meals, hoping it would put him in a better mood before she told him about the speeding ticket.

After the meal was finished and they were drinking their coffee, Jane told John she had to tell him something before discussing why she was late for work this morning.

John looked at her and said go ahead, I am listening.

Jane took a deep breath, put the folded speeding ticket on the table in front of John, and told John that she had received a speeding ticket on her way to work this morning. She said she had been caught doing 34mph in a 25-mph zone and had received a $60 speeding ticket.

After Jane had finished speaking, John picked up the speeding ticket and unfolded it so he could read it. He read out loud that it had to be paid in seven days or it would double to $120.

John asked Jane if she had $60 to pay this fine. Jane shook her head and said no, Sir, I only have $10 left this week. I can only afford to pay the fine after it doubles in price.

John asked Jane to fetch his laptop and wallet so he could pay the fine now.

While John paid the fine, he told Jane to sit without speaking.

Once the fine was paid, John closed the laptop and looked at Jane.

I am very disappointed in you today, Jane. Not only do we have to deal with you being 25 minutes late for work, but I have also had to pay your speeding fine before it doubles in price because you do not have the money to pay it yourself.

John asked Jane why she was late for work. Jane replied that she had lost track of time while looking through Instagram and had just realized what time it was when she was already running late.

John said to Jane do you remember what I said? The punishment would be you were late again because of her social media habit. Jane replied yes, Sir, you said I would lose internet privileges for a month.

John then told Jane to delete all her social media apps from her phone and to turn off data and Wi-Fi, leaving her able to make phone calls and send and receive ordinary texts. John then told Jane that each evening, she would show John her data usage to prove she had not used any social media. John then instructed Jane to get her tablet and laptop and give them to John. She would only be allowed to use her laptop for the next month under John’s supervision.

John also told Jane that the $60 would be deducted from next month’s allowance.

Jane replied yes, Sir. That was all my punishment. She hoped that John was it and that there would be no spanking, but deep down, she knew John would not let her off with a spanking.

John replied no, Jane, as well; fetch the hairbrush from my closet. You are to receive sixty spankings, thirty on each cheek tonight for the speeding ticket, and tomorrow night, you will receive thirty for being late to work. Hopefully, you will learn your lesson this time.

Jane replied please, John, I have learned my lesson already. I promise I won’t do it again, and there is no need to spank me; this punishment is harsh.

When Jane finished speaking, she knew immediately that she would regret telling John her punishment was too harsh.

John looked at Jane and asked if she thought it was right for her to question the punishment that John had set.

Before Jane could reply, John started to explain that her punishment was harsh because by speeding, she had put other people’s safety at risk and that she had also put her own life at risk, and John did not want any harm to come to her. He explained to Jane that by being late, she had disrespected her boss, broken her contract with her boss, disappointed her husband, and let herself down by not being a good employee and setting a bad example to the employees under her at work.

John added that because she had been disrespectful, telling you that the punishment was to harsh, she would incur a further 6 with the belt on each for five nights after the other punishments had been given. John told Jane that it was OK for her to respectfully ask John to explain why the punishments were so harsh, but it was disrespectful for her to tell John that they were harsh. John was the head of the house, and she wanted this lifestyle.

John told Jane to fetch the hairbrush while he got the chair ready for her spanking.

When Jane returned with the hairbrush, he told Jane to remove her clothing, fold it neatly, and place it on the sofa. Then she was to bend over his knee, ready to receive her spanking, 30 swats on each cheek with the hairbrush, and she was to count each one out loudly and clearly.

Jane did as she was told. She undressed, folded her clothing, then positioned herself over Johns’s knee and mentally prepared herself for the painful spanking with the hard wooden hairbrush that she was about to receive,

The first swat landed on her left cheek with a loud smack. The noise was worse than the pain for this one, but experience had taught her that it would not be long before the heat and pain on her cheeks became far worse than the noise. John had to remind Jane to count and told her that he would start again. Each time she did not count out the swats, John would have to start again from zero.

Jane remembered to count out the swat loudly and the second time. By swat six, the heat and pain were building, but Jane was determined not to cry. She still thought that her punishment was too harsh and that she was defiant.

John could detect defiance in Janes’s body language. Still, he knew by the end of the punishment, this would have melted away and that Jane would be very remorseful after the spanking, especially when she went to sit down on her soon-to-be red, bruised, hot, painful bottom. Even though John did not take pleasure in punishing his wife, he had to admit to himself that he did enjoy the sight of the hairbrush landing on her tender skiing and how the skin would ripple on impact.

By swat 50, Jane’s body had gone limper, and faint sobs were coming from her as the hairbrush landed on her now red, fiery-looking skin. to

Jane knew that her bottom would be bruised and tender the next day.

When John landed swat fifty-four, he told Jane that the next six would be harder to ensure Jane had learned her lesson, but Jane already knew that John would do this, as this was the way he always did the last few a lot harder.

Swat fifty-five made Jane yelp out in pain, and as she felt the pain of the impact spread through her bruised cheek, she pleaded with John to stop as she had learned her lesson, but she knew her please would fall on deaf ears. Once John had set a punishment, he always saw it through. Oddly, this was one of the things Jane admired and respected about John, which was that he was a man of his word.

By the end of the sixty swats, Jane was sobbing; John gently stroked his wife’s fiery cheeks; they were swollen from the spanking, and he knew that tomorrow they would be all bruised. After a couple of minutes, John helped Jane up and told her to stand in the corner to reflect on her punishment and that she was not to rub her sore cheeks. If she did, John would give her another six swats.

Jane went to the corner, still sobbing; her bottom was on fire and throbbing from the spanking.

After 15 minutes, John called his wife over, hugged her, and told her how much he loved her. He was pleased that she had taken her punishment well and with good grace. John gave Jane a drink of water and told her it was time for her to go to bed and rest.

TBC

Jane Rolled Her Eyes

John and Jane were having dinner at the kitchen table and discussing the importance of budgeting after Jane asked John for more this month as she had run out of housekeeping with a week still to go.
John had asked Jane if she had done a budget for the month. Jane replied no, she did not need one. John then lectured Jane about the importance of having a budget and sticking to it so she did not have to ask for extra money to cover shopping. As John told Jane that he wanted to see a budget for the next week, he caught Jane rolling her eyes at him.
Jane and Johns’s eyes locked, and immediately, Jane knew John had seen her and that she was in trouble.

John said I saw that Jane. Do you know how disrespectful that is? Jane replied, “Yes, Sir, I am sorry, sir.” Jane knew to call John Sir and show him respect. She hoped an apology and calling him Sir would save her bottom, but deep down, she knew that was just hope.
John instructed Jane to go and get the hairbrush. Jane whimpered no, please but John gave her that look that told her how serious he was.
Jane knew to do as John instructed, or it would only be worse for her. She went to the bedroom, picked up the hairbrush she had felt many times before, and took it to John, sitting on a dining room chair he had positioned in the middle of the room while Jane was getting the hairbrush.

John motioned for Jane to bend over his knee, knowing her bottom would soon be burning and red. John asked Jane why she had not learned not to roll her eyes at him; she knew how disrespectful it was and had paid the price many times before for being disrespectful.
John pulled her skirt up, revealing her pale, smooth bottom. Jane was wearing a thong today, so there was no need to pull her panties down today. John told Jane she would receive 12 swats on each cheek for being disrespectful again.

Jane braced herself for the first swat, which landed firmly on her right cheek and was quickly followed by a swat to her left cheek. Jane could feel the fire burning through her cheeks and let out a loud shriek after each swat. John told her that the first swats were just warm-ups.
John continued to swat Janes’s cheeks with the hairbrush. By swat six, her cheeks were getting rosey red all over as Jon landed each swat expertly in a slightly different place so he got full coverage of her buns, taking care not to swat anywhere else.
Jane started to ask John to stop. She had learned her lesson at swat eight, but deep down, John would see it through to twelve. He was always a man of his word, which was one of the qualities Jane admired about John. Jane relied on John to be consistent, making her feel safe and loved.

After swat twelve, Jane thanked John and apologized for being disrespectful to her punishment, as this was a requirement after punishment. Jane knew she would get extra swats if she did not thank John and apologize.

John pulled Jane’s shirt down and helped her stand up; he hugged her and told her how much he loved her.