Humbler

Well here we are after Christmas as time marches on. I love Christmas and always enjoy it but relieved when it is past. Have tried to be helpful as far as Christmas preparations go and beautiful wife "BW" and I have had some good time together. We have had some good family time and good alone time. I have been helping at the store and as usual I have to remember that I am one of the rank and file without a say in policy. Sometimes that is a lesson that I forget.Often the cane applied across my bare bottom reminds me of my place. I knew yesterday that there would be dissussion regarding my work that day. So arriving home fully expecting a spanking and knowing that I had asked for it I not surprised to get the order to get up to the bedroom, take off my pants and panties and report to the den in position. Position is on knees bent over forward, nose to the floor and bottom in the air. In the position I waited for over twenty minutes. That is a very humbling position to be in. I heard "bw" looking in the toy drawer and then she appeared with the hansen humbler in hand that had not been used for a while and the locking iron wrist locks that that hold hands rigidly in place and for me causes my balance to be off and the rigid iron leg irons. Legs locked securely and hands locked. The humbler locked in place  I was immobile. In that position I got my lecture about not "taking" over at her business and I am one of the rank and file and not a boss to other people that work there. In fact I am low man on the totem pole so I take direction from them.  I don't like the humbler at all and my balls locked tightly is too much of a convenient target. She brought out a small "spanker" and slapped my balls several times which got my attention. She left the room and I thought that she was getting something to spank me with but she came back with an item in wax paper. As she pulled it out I saw that it was a big piece of ginger root shaped like a butt plug. I hate being figged. I must have screwed up big time as this is real punishment. There was nothing I could do as I was immobile but to endure the ordeal as the ginger was pushed up and deep in my anus. I can tell you that the natural reaction is to clench the buttocks but that is a big mistake, I know. It seemed like an eternity but my anus was burning and I begging for mercy and she took it out. The taking it out was even worst as  the sting got more intense. I got unlocked and the first thing I did was immerse my bottom in cold water. It helped a little but today still feeling the effects and my morning bowel movement was painful. So that is my Happy New Year Story.

Hump day or attention to the hump?

This week is flying by. Since I have some time, I am "helping" out at beautiful wife's (BW) auto parts store. When I say "helping" I mean I am the grunt. Delivery, stock room cleaner, cleaning the rest rooms. I hope I am helping. After running a business with high stress, this is a nice change to be one of the grunts. Although BW is my boss. This morning while getting dressed she told to wear a jock strap instead of undershorts. So dressed in a jock and in my "workingman's uniform" off to work we go. About an hour ago she came me and told me she liked the way my bottom looked in my pants with the jock underneath and to come into her office. She brought me in the office, pulled down my pants had me bend over a chair with my nose to the chair seat and my bottom high in the air. In back of a filing cabinet she pulled out a cane and went to town on my bottom. Man it hurt and an hour later is still burning. Two guys were at the front counter working, I imagine they know what happened as it did have a distinctive sound and the office door isn't too sound proof. Now off to make deliveries, I won't be sitting very comfortably.