Reward for Web Surfing

Dear Aunt Kay,

After checking the history on our computer, I found your site. I was very intrigued. It seems my husband has been visiting yours and other sites that are similar. My husband in the past has spoken about spanking and we have played around with it in the past but nothing like your site encourages. That's all changed now.

Everything came to a head at once. I found these sites, and I also had come to my wits end with my husband’s procrastinating and behavior. I studied your site thoroughly, put two and two together, and that added up to a Very Sound Spanking for my husband, Glen.

Glen may have thought he wanted a spanking, but after I let him up, he was singing a different tune. And I must admit, so was I. After seeing your site, I was much more open to the idea of disciplining my husband (for real), and after that first spanking I really got rid of a lot of frustrations. I've seen a positive change in Glen, and I actually love the feeling of power and control I have as I redden his cute round bottom!

Here's how it happened that first time: on a Friday night last month, Glen's out with his friends late. I check the computer history and get very aquatinted with your site, especially the "Tips and Methods." I don't say anything but have an attitude on Saturday. Saturday, my husband wants to stay home to do yardwork and the bills (admirable), while my good friend and neighbor Shirley and I go to the beach. Saturday afternoon, Shirley and I return from the beach. Yardwork is incomplete (excuse: it got too hot) and bills have not been touched (promises to do them later). 

I'm getting mad now. I order Glen outside to put the garden tools away with a hard smack to his bottom and the warning, "You're gonna get it!" 

"OOH," says Shirley, "somebody's in trouble," she giggles. 

I go and check the computer again to find more surfing of adult sites. Now I'm fuming. I call my husband inside. He comes in. "We are going to have a serious discussion," I said. Then I gave him two hard smacks to his bottom and sent him to our bedroom to wait for me. 

"Wo! He is in trouble," Shirley comments. 

I call to my husband as he's going in the bedroom, "And take that bathing suit off while you’re waiting." I ask Shirley to excuse us and say I'll call her later about dinner. 

"Are you OK?" she asks. 

"I will be," I answer as I show her out.

I went to the bedroom to find my husband still in his swimsuit. “Get that suit off now,” I yelled. He did, while asking what was going on. I explained that I'd had it with his behavior, yadda yadda, and then I grabbed his earlobe, pulled him down over my knee on the bed, and gave him a furious, fast, hand spanking that had him squirming all over. 

When I stopped, I held him down and lectured him on the new rules and punishment punctuating with hard slaps to his thighs. “Do you understand?” I smacked. Glen tried to reason with me only to get another complete spanking to his ass and thighs. "DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!" I asked again. This time he did.

I then let Glen up but made him lie down on the bed. I was still mad but excited. I turned my husband face down and had him move forward so his shoulders were hanging over the edge of the bed. After I had gotten my leather belt, I stood behind his arms, so he was pinned down and then gave my husband a good beating with my strap till he started to tear up.

As I got my shower, I made Glen stand in the corner in the bathroom, and he stayed there till I was dressed. He was then sent to start working on the bills, still bare bottomed. He was allowed to put a towel on when Shirley came to the door. 

She asked, "How'd everything work out?" 

"Fine for me," I answered, "Not so good for Glen. I'll tell you about it over dinner."

I then told my husband, "Those bills better be done and this house vacuumed by the time we get back if you don't want a repeat episode." Before we left, I made it a point to say to Shirley, "I want to go to the mall, I need to buy a wooden hairbrush!" 

During dinner, I excused myself and called home to see how things were going and to tell Glen to remove the towel and that he was to remain bare-bottomed for the rest of the weekend. Bare-bottomed is now the norm for him unless I say otherwise.

That was the first of already quite a few spankings for my husband, who is now much better behaved. I told Shirley everything at dinner that night, and she knows that I've spanked Glen since then. She was also quite helpful in finding a good wooden hairbrush. Glen was really mad when I told him that Shirley knew, so I had to spank him. He became very understanding. 

I'm ecstatic and wish that I had found your sight a long time ago. I don't think Glen was ever really spanked before, but I'm having lunch with his mother in a week, and I may ask her. She has commented on the change she has seen in her son, so I'm contemplating letting her in on it also. We’ll see.

I hope this letter is not too long. I'm sure I'll be writing again as I still have a lot to share.

Thanks again,

Katrina