And life continues

Like everyone else, life can get busy. Beautiful wife "BW" has been very busy the past few weeks with her business. I have been moderately busy and our special lifestyle has been somewhat quiet until this week. "BW" has gotten very fond of Don and of course because of that I have accepted what happens. Actually Don is a nice guy. "BW" is excited  because he is a man's man and is very gifted in building and fixing things. The total opposite of myself. Don and "BW" have decided that I am to be in chastity whenever we are not together (if practical). I have gotten used to chastity on a normal day to day basis but during our play time it is a big challenge. Earlier this week I received a call from "BW" who was on her way home, she said that Don was coming to dinner and for me to cook dinner and for me to be in the frilly pink panties and nothing else. I had no more than hung up the phone with her when Don called with the same instructions and also the news that he was unhappy about a few things I said and we would have a discussion later after they were both there. Don arrived first and he came into the house carrying a large box. I was busy getting dinner ready (I was in the frilly pink panties as directed) but fixed Don a drink and he settled down in the den to relax. "BW" arrived and she also went into the den to relax before dinner. We sat down and ate dinner and the talk eventually got around to the fact that I had not been properly disciplined for too long. Then I was ordered to bend over the kitchen island. Don took out a leather strap, pulled my panties down so my bare bottom was exposed and proceeded to whip my bottom. It really hurt. "BW" couldn't resist trying the strap and laying on several additional hard strokes. My rump was thoroughly toasted and in no uncertain terms, hurt! After the spanking, I was encouraged when Don took out the key to the chastity device and removed it I immediately "sprang" to action but then "BW" came out with the ball parachute and weights. Soon the parachute was in place and experiments were made about how much weight should be applied. I was then marched upstairs with the swinging ball weights swinging and hanging to spend some quality "corner" time. If I fussed or complained I got a smack with the wooden paddle on my already sore bottom for my trouble. It was a challenge to stand in the corner with the weight pulling and stretching my balls. After what I thought was a long while "BW" took pity on me and removed the weights and had me lay over the edge of the bed to service her. Don still had a few tricks in his box such as the big butt plug that he demonstrated his great patience to have it properly placed right where it was intended. And if you are interested, the chastity was once more locked in place. I will leave the rest of the evening to your vivid imaginations.

Evolution

I don't think that I ever expected my FLR to go in this direction but as beautiful wife BW  says, we are in an FLR and the decision is not yours. As mentioned in previous posts, Don has become a part of this relationship and I have been tested by that. It has been a couple of weeks since the handyman (Don) saw BW give me a spanking and while doing some more work here, he and BW talked a lot about FLRs and what our roles are. I was a little worried about my relationship but I am beginning to accept that this is something to enhance it, not take away. So in case you are wondering, I am now a cuckhold. I am locked in chastity all of the time. The last week have not be allowed to stroke, touch or masturbate. I wear supple nipple cups for an hour twice a day to enhance my man's breasts. I am wearing a bra and panties for underwear. Don and BW decide if I need punishment, and I now also am spanked by Don which is certainly punishment. Don likes to watch BW use her strap on and her bought a larger dildo to use and I am in training to get its entirely up where it goes. Last night, BW and Don had sex.I had to watch. I thought I would be jealous but if I had been let out of chastity I would have been excited. And finally the best part was the order to clean up Bw afterwards by going down on her as I do so well. The humiliation set in when I was ordered to clean Don up. He tells me I better get better as that. I don't consider myself to have homosexual tendencies but BW tells me that I will be a good "cocksucker". There was incentive as Don also had a paddle in hand to encourage a good job. I join the cuckhold ranks. Harry who commented on my last post was right.

Pushing my limits

I was given the assignment to add the following into the blog today. This follows the story of last week's spanking while the handyman was in the house. The handyman was very interested and amused that, a grown respectable guy gets his pants lowered and spanked by his wife. On Friday he was back to complete the floor job and the conversation regarding my situation was very relaxed between the beautiful wife and him. He had several questions about positions and so forth. He offered that if she needed help to keep me in line to let him know, he probably could make me mind. Over the weekend, I have been hearing a lot about this and that she is seriously thinking of taking him up on it. A comment on the blog by Ms. Julie gave her ideas confirmation. So I have been put on notice to be on my best behavior as Don,(the handyman) has a strap that he offered to introduce to my bottom. The "BW" wants to "spice up things" and thinks that watching a man spank me and my ultimate shame and embarassment would be fun to see. Needless to say I am walking a fine line. She found a few more jobs for him to do around the house so while he is here, I am on guard.

Properly Punished

In my FLR I work hard to behave in an acceptable manner and to understand my position. I need to be reminded once in a while (ok, quite often). It is a great relationship and I have asked for it and I need it. There are many men who simply do not understand that an FLR is wonderfully liberating. I have always enjoyed spanking activity, but in a former relationship that was not a possibility. In this relationship (we have been married 7 years), spanking is used as needed. Sometimes an erotic spanking but mostly it is punishment and while the thought of it gets me going that actual event is another story. The beautiful wife has talking about how our lifestyle should not be a "secret" that we practice behind closed doors. No we will not be running down the Main Street announcing it but it is what it is. She has been mentioning to me that she thinks that I would remember better and correct my actions better if the punishment were immediately administered. Of course, this is not always easy. Last weekend we had a handyman in the house putting in a new floor in one of our bathrooms. We were downstairs, (he was up stairs working) and we both kind of "forgot" he was in the house. And I stepped out of line and was ordered in a very loud voice to march upstairs to our bedroom and get the strap out and wait, which I did. She was very upset with me. Very quickly she came up to the bedroom and yacked down my pants and underpants, turned up my bottom and strapped me. It hurt and I was kicking up a storm when we noticed that we had an audience. I was mortified, but the beautiful wife decided "Oh well, can't worry about that now and I have husband who needs a spanking." After the spanking and I am sure my face was as red as my ass, I heard beautiful wife say to the handyman "Sorry you had to see that, but my husband should know better because he knows what happens if he acts out." I tried to put myself together the best I could and quickly went downstairs. At the end of the day as the handyman asked me to come up to look at the job and ask a few questions about some other work we wanted done, he asked me with a grin if I could sit down. I said, "Well not too well." He laughed and said that judging by what he saw, I was properly punished. I don't know how many of this friends he told, but he is coming back on Friday to complete another project.

Driving Home a Point!

Well, I have been taken to task for not posting on the blog as often as she expects. I plead that we have done a fair amount of traveling, visiting with family, etc. hence the reason that I have been quiet. Well, maybe not completely. We have been at the beach and to tell the truth I have a habit of looking at the women. Because of that I am in chasity, locked up securely. It is very challenging to wear a speedo bathing suit while locked in a CB6000. One thing that can be said is that it makes my endowment stand out. We arrived at home yesterday and the Beautiful Wife is taking another week off from work which as she says is good so that she can monitor me closer. We were hardly in the door when I got the lecture about looking at girls on the beach (why I could be their grandfather dirty old man?) Well yes, I am older, not dead, and I am not their grandfather. For that she exercised the hair brush and bath brush on my bare behind and then sent me up to the bedroom to get in position. In position means over a pillow with my butt up and open for her strap on. It has been a while but with perserverance and determination it got driven home. Hench my title, Driving home a point? Today, one day later, I promised I would post in between some chores she gave me so here it is. I am still in chastity and wearing panties. The strap on now has the name of Bully Billy, this morning I got woken up and required to suck on Bully Billy's stick which soon found its way home again. Two times in two days my bottom opened up easier today, must be getting used to my bitch status.

So who is in charge?

 We had a very busy long weekend and a great 4th of July holiday. We entertained family and friends and it was good to see and visit with them. We had guests from the 4th through Friday afternoon. That is the funny thing about company, it is wonderful to have them come and equally nice when they leave. As you can imagine there were a lot of chores that needed to be done. Beautiful wife "BW" said that she would help me by stripping the beds and I would need to get the kitchen cleaned up, dishes washed, things put back together etc. Since it was getting late on Friday I promised to get to the kitchen chores first thing on Saturday morning.  On Saturday morning, I woke up very early and I thought that I would go to the 24hr gym that I use, get my workout in and then come back and tackle the kitchen all before "BW" gets up. That seemed like a good idea until I got back at 7 am and "BW" was already up and not too happy that I hadn't cleaned up the kitchen first. To tell you the truth I was surprised that she was so unhappy about and voiced my opinion on the matter which didn't help me much. It happened very fast but I soon found myself with my gym shorts at my knees, my jock still on and my bare bottom very accessable. My bottom got acquainted with the paddle. It was not the hardest or most painful spanking that I have gotton but I was glad when it was over. The next few hours, dressed in a pair of panties to remind me of my place I cleaned up the kitchen and if I say so myself it looked great when I was finished.

In the afternoon, "BW" and I went car shopping. I know that I have mentioned previously that we are in complete agreement and very comfortable with our FLR. Well, things at the car dealer didn't go very well as the saleman kept talking over her to me. I tried to help by reminding him that I was not the one buying the car, she was, so talk to her. He didn't get it, he kept calling her the "the little lady" and was she sure that the particular model she picked out was the one she wanted and would I let her have the money for it. Yikes!!! Needless to say, she didn't buy that car and I sat in silence as she ranted about it on the way home. I hoped I would not get another spanking just because I am the same gender as the car saleman. And, she didn't take out her frustrations on me, which was good as I was still sporting some tenderness for the kitchen incident.

Time to be Grounded

I hope all Fathers out there had a good Father's day. I had a great day, a visit from one of my children and phone calls for the two children who are scattered far from me. One on the West Coast and one deep in the heart of Texas. Beautiful Wife "BW" also gave me a nice card and a gift of two new rose bushes even thought I am not her father nor is she the mother of my children.

This morning at breakfast it was noted that I had not contributed anything new to my blog since mid-May and it was suggested that my laziness would be corrected after breakfast. My previous post was on May 17th and as it is now June 18th is has been 32 days since my last post and so she thought that one smack per day per instrument in the "special drawer" would be appropriate. I was soon over her knee with bottom bared in position for re-acquaintance with several paddles and straps. I now know that in the "special drawer" are 17 different implements. So 17X32= 544 smacks. Some were not that hard and some quite hard. As usual I needed it and I feel great with that feeling of a very warm well spanked bottom.

I always appreciate all your comments as those of us in FLRs do understand the total picture.