Female led relationships discussion
Today the girls and all the grandchildren are here at the house, enjoying the pool. My domina had told me to plant some flowers she bought and handle a few…
Today the girls and all the grandchildren are here at the house, enjoying the pool. My domina had told me to plant some flowers she bought and handle a few other tasks. After about an hour of laboring, I sat on the deck for a bit and watched the kids swimming around. Instead of asking her permission first, I decided on my own that it was time to rest… what a mistake. She came out and asked if everything was finished. I said I was just resting for a few minutes. She looked at me with some confusion, leaned over, and whispered in my ear, “I don’t remember giving you leave to do that.” I started to get up, but she quickly stopped me and asked if I could help her inside. I followed her into the bedroom, where she told me to strip completely and lie face down on the bed. I did as ordered, fearing the strap was coming soon. “Since the kids are popping in and out, I can’t give you a proper punishment right now, but I have something else in mind.” She tied my hands to the headboard, and I could feel her rubbing my buttocks. Then she explained that she had recently read about silent spankings on a discipline website; what she rubbed onto me was capsaicin cream used for arthritis pain. As she walked out, she said things should start heating up shortly. She also let me know that the release she planned for Father’s Day is now being postponed indefinitely.
I lay there for about ten minutes and suddenly felt my butt getting very warm. The warmth turned into a sharp sting that worsened over time. After thirty minutes, she returned to untie me and told me to go finish what I had been instructed to do. As I completed my chores, the burning continued. Once done, I went back to the deck and sat down to talk with the girls, realizing I could barely sit as the burn on my butt grew worse while seated. It has now been two hours since she applied it, and I still feel a burn, though not nearly as intense as before. My wife asked me which was worse: a full-blown spanking or this silent one. I told her the silent version is just as bad in its aftermath as a real spanking, but without the pain of the actual impact being administered. She gave me a knowing smile and walked away, seemingly pleased with her new discovery.