I think I’ve gotten all that submissive nonsense out of my system for the time being. I am feeling very much refreshed and renewed as a Domme Wife.

I was feeling I was neglecting david lately, so I took the first opportunity offered to give him a real spanking. By “real” I mean I would find fault with him, scold him, and punish him, remaining completely in the character of a 24×7 dominant wife engaged in a Female Led Relationship.

We have had a lot of snow lately. david takes care of the clearing of ice and snow. We could hire a service to do it, but I think it’s good for him to get a bit of exercise in the winter. As I came home the other day, I noticed that the walkway leading to the side door was not completely clear of ice. I carefully “slipped” on the ice and landed in the soft snow.

I stood up and made my way inside.

“david!” I yelled.

He came running.

“Just look at me!” I told him. My coat was covered in snow. “I slipped walking up to our door. Oh, you think it’s funny do you? You should have cleared the ice completely!”

david knew I was playing, because I never actually scold him like this in “real life”. But he enjoys the strict wife roleplay most of all, and so he slipped into his role as a submissive husband.

“I’m so sorry, honey!” he said.

“Not half as sorry as you’re going to be!” I told him. “Take your clothes off. Now!”

I stood there by the side door as david hurriedly stripped to bare. I grabbed him by the ear and we walked back out into the fenced side area of our house where I had fallen. It was private enough. david danced, his bare feet on the very cold snow and ice.

“That’s where I fell. Right there!” I told him. You could see the indentation I made in the snow. I was very snuggly and warm in my hat, gloves, scarf, coat, and boots. david was completely bare naked and shivering, feeling very exposed in the great outdoors in the winter. “Lie down there,” I told him. “Exactly where I fell.”

david gingerly sat in the snow. His ass and private parts sinking into it.

“Are you cold?”

“Yes Ma’am!” he said.

“Good,” I said. I let him freeze himself for about 30 seconds and then told him to get up and get his cold ass inside for the spanking of his life.

He got up awkwardly out of the snow and ran gingerly inside. I followed him inside. As soon as I got in I pulled off my outerwear and then dragged him by the ear towards the living room. On the way, I stopped in the kitchen, opened the kitchen drawer, and pulled out the large wooden spoon, a Christmas gift from my sister Sue in fact.

I then continued marching him into the living room where I sat on his spanking chair and pulled him over my lap.

“Is you ass cold?” I asked him.

“Yes Ma’am,” he replied. You can see where I was going.

“Not for long,” I said and started hitting his rear end with that spoon.

I tried to put myself right into the mindset of an angry FLR wife who had just slipped outside due to her husband’s laziness and negligence. I might have broken something! I was in no mood, therefore, to show him any mercy whatsoever. So I gave him a very through wooden spoon blistering.

That spoon seemed to really hurt his un-warmed-up bottom. More than un-warmed-up, ice cold in fact. He shrieked and begged and kicked his little legs during his spanking, just like a naughty boy should!

After I deemed his spanking over, I stood him up, and conducted him again by his ear into the corner where I made him stand with his hands at his sides. I pressed his nose deeply into the corner, telling him I wanted that nose touching both walls and to keep it there.

“You’re doing fifteen minutes of timeout. I’m setting the oven timer. When you hear it ring, you will get dressed, and you will do a proper job cleaning off and salting that walk.”

“Yes Ma’am,” he said.

“And if I see you move so much as a muscle, we will be starting all over. Right from the snow to the spoon to the corner. Do I make myself perfectly clear?”

“Yes Ma’am!”

“Will you be moving a muscle while in timeout?”

“No Ma’am!”

“Good. After you’re done with the snow and ice I want you in the bedroom, showered and shaved, wearing panties and a bra, with your ass high in the air over three pillows on the bed.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

“You’re getting the strap, then an ass fucking. After that you will lick out my asshole while I sit on your face and get myself off.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

“Will you be cumming tonight?”

“No Ma’am.”

“We’ll see is the correct answer. If you’re obedient, and you do a good job with your tongue in my ass, I’ll let you stroke yourself while I watch.”

“Thank you, Ma’am,” he said.

Then I left him nursing his blistered backside in the corner as I went to set the stove timer for his fifteen minutes and made myself a nice hot cup of herbal tea.

He did get to cum that night.
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A Spanking for my Husband