Phucking Phone

The Phone Phucking

Minxy had had a few discipline & punishment spankings to do with the phones. EH’s rules stated that the phone should not be answered during anytime they ate together. She was also forbidden to use her phone when they were together socially out or at home, unless of course there was an emergency. She had broken the home phone rule a few times and that had been included in her maintenance sessions & the mobile rule had incurred a couple of punishment disciplines.

So you would think any normal wife would have learnt by now. But not this one. During a barbeque for friends and neighbours she had been frantically texting friends when she thought EH wasn’t looking. EH had clocked the disobedience a few times and carried on socialising.

Gradually the guests began to leave. They began to clear up & some friends helped. EH went up to the fish pond and hugged Minxy from behind. He pinched her bottom ( a sign she was in trouble) and pressed a note into her hand.

Her heart began to beat faster & she excused herself to the loo. She uncrumpled the note:

CORNER TIME STARTS IMMEDIATLEY, GUESTS OR NOT. STRIP NAKED & BE ON YOUR BOTTOM. AWAIT MY ARRIVAL & HANDS ON YOUR HEAD.

She sat on the loo. Christ how was she going to disappear? She knew it must be for the mobile & she knew if he was sending her whilst they still had guests then he must be pretty damn mad. She felt a mixture of mental dread and sexual excitement. She didn’t have a choice. She mumbled something about a headache to some people in the hall and dived upstairs.

She pushed the door as closed to as she dare. She knew if she closed it, EH would have a fit. She stripped slowly and made sure her dressing gown was within sight in case of emergencies. Automatically she assumed her position and strained her ears for what was going on downstairs. She heard EH saying that she had gone to lie down & he was going up to check on her. He flung the door wide open.

“Where is your mobile?”

“In my shorts”

He got her to stand up whilst he gave her a few sharp swats. She didn’t whimper knowing people were in the hallway. He put her back into position.

It seemed like ages before everyone had gone. She knew even then EH might not come up immediately. Her arms were aching, her bum was numb & she was irritable for being left for so long. He finally appeared. He stood her up, put her hands by he sides & held her face to his.

“How many times are we going to have this discussion?”

“No more, honest”

“Why is the rule in place?”

“Because our time is so limited”

“And?”

“It ensures we focus on each other when we are together”

“Do you disagree with the rule?”

“No”

“So why disobey me?”

“I don’t know, habit maybe”

“Well sweetie we are going to have to remove the habit”

He bent her over the chair and began what was going to be the longest session she had ever endured. He began hand spanking her numb bottom with a heavy hand.

“I don’t want to punish you honey, but there really is no choice. You seem to have ignored and made a mockery of the previous maintenance & punishments.”

“I didn’t mean to, I’m sorry” She was wailing already.

“Not only is it disobedience, it’s also dishonesty as you try to hide it from me. It is also total disrespect for our house rules. Clearly you wish to text your friends more than spend quality time with me”

“Its not that, its just habit, I will I promise try harder”

She held in her bottom cheeks and was promptly told to release them. Her hands began to flinch towards her rear end.

“There will be no point protecting your bottom dearest. I’ve decided that you will endure a punishment discipline today. But also from today you will be on daily discipline until further notice. Do you understand?”

“Yes Master”

“Bottom up please”

As she raised her bottom she tried to focus on daily discipline. How on earth were they going to fit that in? She lost concentration as the smacks became harder. Her pain tolerance for spanking was usually pretty good but the thought of getting her arse hammered daily was not a pleasing thought.

After her bottom had began turning colour he put her back in the corner. The lecture continued.

“I want you home by 7pm every day this week. I will expect you to be ready for your daily maintenance. If you are late, a punishment spanking will occur”

Tears began to fall. How on earth was she going to get through the week knowing she was going to be spanked or worse every day? How on earth was she going to explain she needed to be home by 7pm every day? Suddenly there was a finger lubing up her anus. She hated that. Next came a butt plug and then the whip struck right across the top of her bottom. He helped her back to bending over the chair and began her whipping. It was even harder to take with the butt plug up her bottom. She was beginning to sob. He knew she wasn’t able to count and delivered as many strokes as he thought she could take.

More corner time followed. And then he removed the plug and positioned her on the bed for a caning. Her bottom just wasn’t red enough. She needed to remember this. He made her lift her bottom twice and stuck his finger in her arse to get it higher. And then promptly delivered twenty four gruelling swipes of the cane. For a caning, she had to count. And if she lost count they started again, and again. She had calmed down enough to count as well as she could.

He surveyed her bottom. There were some serious cane marks over the top of a spanked & whipped butt. He had to stick his cock in. There was no other choice.

As his cock probed up her bottom she began to feel relieved it was never as bad as she dreaded. It was always the thought of it she hated. But once inside she began to enjoy the tightness of him inside her and the feeling of him banging against her swipes always brought her to orgasm.

"I can't believe you are enjoying this!"

He too came with a shuddering force up her backside. He knew too that the dirty little slut had enjoyed it. Not quite the punishment he had planned! She began her thank youto her Master & apology before he stopped her in her tracks.

“We haven’t finished sweetie, up you get”

And then there were floods of tears, the emotion of the caning and having her butt fucked and still more to come was too much. He considered letting her off. But if he didn’t drive home the mobile issue they would never move on.

He got her some tissue and wiped her tears. He couldn’t decide between lines or general corner time, he waited whilst she went to the loo. He had another idea.

“Lay on the bed sweetie, legs apart” He attached her to all four corners of the bed and inserted her mobile into a food bag and up her fanny. Then he rang it and watched it vibrate! He left the following voicemail:

“Next time you disobey me I will leave you like this with your phone up your vagina for hours. I expect you not to give me any reason to do this again”

Crikey she felt weird with a phone up her crotch! But she had to give it to him. He was definitely getting his point across today. Crystal clear in fact.

He figured she had had enough for today and sat her in the corner on her freshly caned cheeks to reflect. She was mightily uncomfortable for the next fifteen minutes. When he called for her, he had never seen he so remorseful.

“I’m so so sorry. I really honestly promise not to do it again. I know I need reminding daily and I promise to be home on time. I really do love you” He hugged and kissed her and rubbed baby oil onto her bottom. The week was only just beginning.

Part two to follow.

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