New House Rules

The New House Rules

EH rolled over and pulled the covers off Minx. Saturday nights were spent sleeping naked after her weekly maintenance session. He surveyed her bottom and decided to take the day off work. It was time for a days wife training. He hugged her & whispered in her ear

“Wanna Play today?”

She rolled over into his chest and grunted something that sounded like yes. He let her come round a little and began explaining how the day would go. She had to be submissive for the day if he was taking the day off to train her properly. She was more than willing. He sent her downstairs to shower, breakfast & dress. Once dressed appropriately she was to return to the bedroom with his breakfast on a tray.

She showered quickly & scrambled around her wardrobe & drawers for the clothing he required. She found her black see through blouse, she wasn’t allowed a bra today. Next was her suspender belt & fishnet stockings and her short black skirt. No knickers allowed today either. She found her heels & went to prepare breakfast.

He showered and laid back down on the bed. She returned looking just as he required. She put down his tray and obediently went & kneeled in her corner with her hands behind her back. He ate his breakfast slowly asking her to lift up her skirt so her bottom was on show for him. She hadn’t ever had a day like this before and was apprehensive that she could behave for the whole day.

He got up and put her collar & lead on her. It was only the second time he had used it.. She already felt shamed, her bottom on show and put on a lead! But her sex was telling her she liked the shame and a quick smack on the bottom only fuelled her desire. He led her over to the drawer & told her to remove all the punishment tools and lay them on the bed. There were lots. Her mouth was dry and she was having serious second thoughts about this wife training nonsense.

She laid them all out in a line on the bed, a huge hard wooden paddle (this looked nasty) two tan leather straps a big one & a small one, a huge long ruler a black leather paddle, two whips & a wooden spatula. The canes were missing and foolishly she thought that was good.

He told her that each room in the house would represent a different punishment. So whichever room she may misbehave in would result in that instrument being administered in that room. He led her down to her office whilst she carried all the tools.

As this was her room she could choose the punishment tool she required in here. She chose the plastic ruler and her bent her over her own desk and he swatted her 5 times. She then had to thank him and put the huge ruler on her desk to serve as a reminder for her future behaviour. So far, so good she thought. Next was the guest room. He chose this to be the paddle room and got her on the bed, bottom in the air and used the leather paddle 5 times and then the wooden one twice. By goodness the wooden one was evil!

“I want you to select where the paddles will stay in this room & fetch them when required. Christ , guests stay in this room, she better hide them good. She chose to put them under some clothes in a wardrobe and was led swiftly into his office.

“This is my room, and as such I decide what goes across you backside in here. Bend over my desk whilst I demonstrate please”

She gulped, she knew this was where he had his canes and she knew he was in full control. But she was in luck….

“As this is a training day you do not deserve a punishment & you have also received your maintenance spanking, but this is where you will report to me weekly on a Saturday with your list from your blog. So one swipe for today just so you remember the rules,. Leave one whip & one strap in here please.

And with a quick swipe from each the whip & strap she gasped but able to compose herself as it was just the two! This day wasn’t going to be so bad after all! He lead her through to the bathroom and sat her down on the biday. He jetted the tap towards her bottom and waved the bath brush in front of her.

“Any bathroom misbehaviour will result in this” She hadn’t been punished with that before and the jet of water hitting her bottom was making her lose concentration.

“Stand up Now. Listen to me when I’m speaking!”

He stood her in the shower and hooked her lead up to the shower head. And will one fell swoop of the bath brush breath he knocked the breath right out of her.

“You see how it works Minx? Misbehave in any room in this house and there will be consequences”

“Yes Master”

He continued to swat her behind to make his point. She had to talk him through the rooms they had been in and what punishments they held.

“This will work both ways. Should your blog indicate a misdoing then I will expect to know which room you were in when you misbehaved. Also during the week should we be in any room and you disrespect me I shall expect you to fetch the tool and assume position without fail. At all other times we shall carry on as any couple. However I shall note any naughtiness on your part and should I not see it appear in your blog then there will be a further punishment. The collar & lead will also be as and when I require. Do you understand?”

Thank god she wasn’t going to have to slave daily then! He unhooked her from the shower head & lead her downstairs to the hallway. He attached the lead to the bottom of the stairs. He explained that this was the place he would return home and should she need it, he would take off his belt and administer her punishment as such. He gave her a demo. She held on to the banister and he ordered she bent over for him. He gave her a few straps of the belt and led her to the kitchen.

“Ok you may put the wooden spoon back in the drawer. If you misbehave in here or the conservatory then you will receive punishment from a kitchen tool of my choice, but for now go and sit down and I will make you lunch”

Mmmmmm she was beginning to enjoy this. She had a hot bottom & was getting fed! And there weren’t that many rooms left! He had ordered her to sit with her legs apart sitting opposite him for lunch but that was fine too! This was easy!

He sat down and produced the handcuffs. He placed them on her and began to feed her lunch and finger her intermittently. She was in heaven.

After lunch they sat for a while on the sofa. He instructed her to fetch his slippers.

“Now the living room will serve as a slippering room so we may as well get it underway”

She was bent over the edge of the sofa , her bottom and anus in the air. She got twenty strokes of the slipper and thanked him for every one. He settled her across his lap and unzipped his trousers. Whilst he relaxed she pleasured him senseless. He felt sure the brat was learning fast! He cuddled her for a while and as soon as dusk began to fall he took her out into the garage.

“Here you shall leave a whip so that should you misbehave in the garden there is a place to chastise you, even if the neighbours can hear”

He rubbed the whip in between her legs and instructed her over to the shackles. He attached the lead and quickly whipped her a few times. He didn’t want to wear her out. He still had plans for tonight. Her bottom was just warming up nicely for the rest of her training. It was getting dark. He pulled her skirt over her bottom and did up her blouse. He lead her up to the shed by her lead and put her over the punishment bench. He took the last strap form her and gave her six of the best with it. He praised her for being so good and learning so fast. She again repeated the house rules, rooms and punishments and her role to him. He was pleased so far.

That must be it then she thought. Normal life unless I misbehave or I am suddenly instructed to assume a position. OOO I can be a slave wife. He led her back inside and told her to go upstairs and dress appropriately to go out. He took off her collar and lead and kissed her.

She skipped upstairs and flung off the ordered clothes. All she needed now was to stay good and get a good fucking. She planned to get one later. Half an hour later he called her to the front door. She wasn’t sure if the training was over, he did say all day and she didn’t want to risk the cane. She arrived at the front door and he inspected her outfit.

“Very nice sweetie. Please remove your knickers”

She obeyed. Oh my god. How could she go out with out knickers? She stuffed them quickly in her bag and followed him to the car.

“Legs apart please” As they drove the smell of her sex was driving him wild. They arrived at a restaurant and sat at a table. Throughout dinner he described in detail the difference between her weekly maintenance discipline & that of assuming a slave wife position for punishment when he desired. She nodded & agreed in all the right places. She was sure all the other diners & waiters knew she was commando. They caught a late film and came out of the cinema after 12. He had of course played with her all the way through the film. She so needed his cock inside her and felt sure they would be making love soon.

They got in the car and he drove her up to the Heath. She was scared. What was he doing now? She had been hoping to get home for a good seeing too. And she was tired. All this obeying stuff was hard work. She got out of the car and removed a bin bag from the boot. She was sure if it was the cane. Oh shit. He was going to cane her on the Heath. What if someone saw! They would be arrested for sure! He arrived by her side, expertly putting on her collar and lead. He put the lead through the arm of her coat in case anyone was about.

They walked for a while; they saw the odd gay couple getting it on on the benches. He took her right into the wilds.

“Ok open the bin bag”

She opened it up. It wasn’t the cane. It was several twigs of birch. Oh my goodness. He had birched her once years ago and it hurt. He laid her across a log and explained that today had just been a warm up. He spread her legs apart and began the birching.

She cried, she hadn’t cried before. How humiliating. On a collar & a lead, bare bottom on show across a log in a public place getting flogged by a birch twig. It stung. Each and every swipe hurt more than the last. It swished through the air and cracked across her buttocks. She felt sure she couldn’t stand any more. He of course had never seen anything quite so lovely or exciting. He finished and pulled her up beside him. He held her til she stopped crying and held her tight back to the car. She squirmed all the way home, snivelling and blowing her nose. They arrived home and went upstairs together. He put her in her corner to calm down and told her to undress. Eventually she settled down and he put her on the bed to admire his handiwork.

Her bottom was a delight to see. Red all over with birch marks , he wanted to fuck her there and then.

“So I think you did well today darling slut. Just one more test for me and we are done. That will be your first full day serving me. Haven’t you been good?”

“Yes” she wimpered. She knew she hadn’t had the cane. She just wanted to collapse but knew she had to behave or it could get worse.

He retrieved the cane. My god she had been fantastic. He couldn’t believe they were finally entering the rules of the marriage he had hoped for. She had done it! He was going to continue with pushing her every limit in every way to serve him. But this was a bloody good start. He caned her only three times and the sight of her bottom birched and caned saw him shove his cock deep inside her. They fucked and fucked. Probably the best they could ever remember.

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