The Talk & The Spanking
Every Sunday night, Tamara and Denny have The Talk. Denny is a very submissive husband to a smart, strict dominant wife.
Tamara’s instructions are clear. Any fool, she says, can follow them. As much as he loves his wife, he knows he is one of those fools. It is probably fair to say Denny respects her even more than he loves her. And he fears her almost as much as he loves her.
She does not write down his errors of commission and omission. No notes commemorate tardiness, laziness and forgetfulness. Tamara notices, records and remembers everything in her brain.
Denny learned to never disagree about matters of fact. She always has proof of any assertion.
His wife knows more about his life than he does.
Sunday night, exactly at 8:00 p.m., she enumerates his mistakes and failings of the week. Occasionally his mouth opens it, remembering that apologies aren’t wanted, he silently closes it.
Tamara does not berate him. Her tone is expository. She wants Denny to be more mindful. His wife says that if he would be more conscious of his actions, his blunders would cease.
When she finishes, Tamara asks Denny what he has to say. He can only apologize. Futile words, uttering them only increases his shame.
The Talk is over. Next is The Spanking.
Denny strips off his clothes. He moves to the end of his bed. Legs wide apart, he bends, his palms press into the bedspread.
Tamara is a slow, methodical spanker. He feels the full effect of a stroke, before she makes another.
Denny always assumed Tamara spanks him with the cool disinterest she brings to most tasks. Once he caught her eyes in a mirror. She was smiling. She enjoyed bringing the cane down on his buttocks. Her eyes gladdened as he flinched.
His wife is a sadist. Denny often wonders why Tamara married such an inadequate man. Now he suspects he is just a servant she likes to punish.
Accepting her superiority, he has no desire to leave. His wife’s treatment of him is just.