Married Ladies' Empowerment Club

Debby and Sandra came up with the idea about a month ago. We were having dinner at a local restaurant after one of our discipline sessions with Sandra and Don. 

He and I could barely sit after a particularly rigorous session from our ladies. Don and I were put through our paces. As always, our wives read our latest transgressions out loud and then decided between them what the punishment should be. I had been caught masturbating to web porn and knew I was going to get it bad. Don hadn’t done anything bad to deserve punishment but seemed to suffer guilt by association and got a good dose of the cane from Sandra. I got the cane, strap and paddled by both women until I was blubbering like a baby. 

That night both women were discussing the positive impact of discipline in our lives and wondering how to introduce more women to the lifestyle. By the time dinner was over, the idea for the Lady's Empowerment Club was formed.

The next day I called the local newspaper with an ad that the ladies had written the previous night. It read: 

"ATTENTION LADIES

learn how to take charge of

your relationship the old-

fashioned way. A club for

women in f/m relationship"

The women who took the ad asked me what it was about, and I told her that it was for women who discipline their men. She giggled but didn’t say anything more. 

I wasn’t sure what would happen but that night the phone started to ring. Debby would take the phone into the other room, but I could hear her tell the women who called that she believes in discipline in a happy marriage and the club will be for women to learn and share information. Some of the calls ended quickly but some seemed like long conversations. Debby took the names and numbers of the ladies interested and by week’s end she had quite a list. 

Sandra came over with Don on Saturday to make plans. I didn’t know what the idea was now and Debby didn’t tell me anything. Don and I sat on the deck talking while the ladies planned in the living room. 

After less than an hour we were called into the living room. Both women looked pleased with themselves. They said "Congratulations! You boys are going to be the first members of the "Husbands Club". We must have looked puzzled because Sandra said, "let’s show them what we mean". Right away the paddles were out and we were ordered to bend over. Our pants were dropped and our butts were tanned while the girls said things like, "there you go" and "that should be a good show". I still didn’t know what the club was even though I had been spanked for being in it.

Debby was on email and phone with the women on her list for a couple of weeks when she told me not to make any plans for the next Sunday afternoon because I was going to be needed at home. That day I had cleaned the house while Debby got some party appetizers ready. I had a sinking feeling that I was in for serious discipline. 

At one o’clock Debby told me to take a shower and put on the clothes on the bed. I showered and put on the boxers and khakis but there was no shirt. 

While I was in the bedroom the doorbell rang, as I came downstairs I saw that Sandra had arrived and another women was here as well. Introductions were made and I was told to get drinks. Within 20 minutes nine other women had arrived. Debby and Sandra were being great hostesses. I got the drinks and put out the food. Debby called me from the kitchen to the living room, where all the women were seated. 

Sandra apologized to the group that her boyfriend had a business emergency but said that Gary would be able to handle things by himself. I had no idea what I was supposed to do but Debby just told me to go stand in the corner. This is part of my punishment; I stand naked in the corner hands on my head until told I can leave. I quickly got into the corner, which made the ladies giggle. 

Debby and Sandra started to address the women present. They told them that they punish their men and the great benefits they receive. I listened while the details of our disciplinary relationship were discussed with total strangers. I was just standing there when Debby told me to get her equipment. 

I left the corner and went to our closet to fetch the brush, paddles, leather strap and the dreaded cane. When I walked into the living room, I was told to lay the equipment on the coffee table and sent back to the corner. Each item’s effects on my butt and application techniques were discussed. I could tell the ladies were all interested by the questions they asked. My heart sank when Debby told me to "come here". When I was standing beside her she said "let’s start with the basics". As she was talking, she unbuckled and unzipped my pants and dropped them to the floor. I closed my eyes anticipating the next move, but she pulled me across her lap with my boxers still on. Somehow this felt easier than having been exposed as I expected. 

Debby gave me several hard swats while giving the ladies a "lesson" in spanking. After a few, I felt her pull my boxers down below my knees, I just kept my head down while the ladies laughed. Debby laid into me hard; soon I was squirming and moaning ignoring the audience. 

After a hard, bare hand spanking I thought I was done, but Debby asked if anyone wanted to try. No one said anything but soon a woman said "yeah come here!" 

Debby pulled me up, I had kicked off my pants and boxers and was standing naked, she led me to the lady who had spoken who was sitting on the loveseat across the room. I felt so humiliated I couldn’t meet any one’s eyes. I placed myself on the lady’s lap as quickly as possible and immediately I felt the smack of her hand like a paddle. She laidd in fast and furious, saying things like "Oh yeah, I need to bring this home". 

Debby encouraged her and all the other ladies as well.  I was placed on three other laps. Luckily the last lady seemed to take it easy on me but I was in tears the whole time. When no one spoke up to have me over their laps I thought I was done, but I should have known better. Sandra pulled me off the last lady’s lap and walked me to the middle of the room. I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life, but I knew better than resist. Sandra told me to bend over, and of course I did so immediately. Sandra then proceeded to give the ladies a lesson on each of the implements I had brought down. 

First came the brush, hard and solid on my already sore butt. Then the narrow wooden paddle all around my lower butt and thighs. I could tell that I was marking up because both Debby and Sandra reminded the ladies that I’m fine and it takes a lot. I didn’t feel fine at all, the rubber paddle made my knees tremble and the smacks echoed loudly. Last the cane. Sandra gave some demonstration swings that made a swooshing sound in the air. I tried to brace myself, but the first stroke made me yell out loud. Debby told me to behave, and I tried to brace myself. Sandra hit me twice more and said, "ok ladies, go ahead give it a shot." 

I stayed in position while all the women used the various implements on me. I never knew what to expect, paddle, strap or cane. For at least an hour I excepted whatever was dealt out. Sandra and Debby made sure that each women had a turn with each implement. 

At last, I was sent to the corner, naked and sobbing while all the ladies made their good-byes. I was shocked when I heard Debby say to the women that I was at their disposal, and Sandra said that next time Don would be here too. 

When the house was empty Debby pulled me out of the corner and gave me a big hug, Sandra was standing nearby and gave me a pat on the shoulder as well. Debby thanked me for helping out so well and told me to go clean up. 

My butt was on fire that night and the phone rang non-stop but I didn’t hear any of the conversations. The next Sunday Sandra and Don came over for lunch. I was still sore and not looking forward to a punishment. Lunch went smoothly and there was no move from the ladies to start a punishment session. 

We were sitting on the deck when the doorbell rang. I got up but Debby told me she’d get the door. One of the women from last week came in with what I presumed was her husband. Introductions were made but instead of being social Debby sent Al to the corner; he looked at Janet but quickly went to the corner. Immediately Debby said, "Get ready". That means strip quickly. Sandra looked at Don and said, "Come on, what are you waiting for?" 

We were standing there as Debby got her implements out. Janet was given a personal lesson by Debby and Sandra on each implement on both Don and I. Al just stood in the corner the whole time while we were being punished. Once Don and I were both well worn in, Sandra asked Janet if she felt ready. Janet replied, "Oh yeah" and told Al to come here. Don and I were sent to the corner, but I heard Janet tell Al to strip. He must have hesitated because I heard the smack of a paddle and heard a grunt from him. Debby said, "Ok let’s start this right". I heard loud bare hand smacks and soon Al was moaning. I could tell that Janet had switched to a paddle or brush by Al’s even louder moans. I cautiously turned my head to look and saw Janet on the couch with Al across her lap and Sandra and Debby standing close by and giving pointers. 

After his caning, Al was sent to the corner beside us. The ladies discussed and laughed about what had just transpired. We stood while the ladies had coffee and talked until Sandra called us "boys" over. We stood in front of the ladies. Debby congratulated Al on "his big day" and made him thank Janet for his discipline. Debby said that this was the inaugural meeting of the Ladies Empowerment Club - the first of many. There have been many conversations with the ladies of the group, and I gather there is a big meeting being planned. I’m scared about what may happen, but I know that I will go along with whatever is asked of me in the true spirit of discipline.