A submissive Man

Day 5 of the holiday and I forgot my place. I started arguing with my wife even raising my voice, it was a momentary slip, but I had crossed the line. My wife looked at me, pointed at me and said STOP IT NOW!

Needless to say, I stopped in my tracks and we continued packing up, before walking back along the beach. She told me while we were walking back, that when we got back to the room that I would be punished. Just because we were on holiday I wasn’t going to get away with that kind of behaviour.

As soon as we got into the room she lay a few pillows on the big bed and pulled down my shorts, telling me me to get over the pillows.

Once I was in position, Mistress walked across the room to select a heavy sandal with a solid heel. The first blow, landed seconds later, the hot sting almost instant. It took only a few more to have me writhing around and crying out. The next few minutes were quite meaningful. She carried on until by backside was perfectly on fire and covered in purple heel shaped marks.

Once she had finished, more because she was tired, than felt I had even close to had enough. Commenting, that it was the last time we were travelling without bringing a cane with us and that she wouldn’t be making that mistake again.

Naturally, I thanked her for my spanking and told her I was sorry, before she left for a massage she had booked.

The fire lasted for a good few hours, before calming to a sore position that lasted the next 24 hours or so.