On Thursday morning over breakfast, my wife casually mentioned. “I will keep Saturday free as you will be sore from your spanking tomorrow. Remember Mistress wishes to see you shaved she does like a very bare bottom to punish.”It has been a month since my first visit to my Mistress. I knew my wife would be writing a letter detailing my behaviour over this time. Although I had started with the best of intentions, I knew I had slipped back into my old ways in the last few days, and I feared that tomorrow evening was not going to be entirely pleasant. Whenever I thought about my last spanking, and I had thought about it a lot. It was mainly with excitement as it had been a very stimulating experience. Although I knew I was in trouble tomorrow there was a part of me that was excited too. Fear and dread also played a part, but I was trying to ignore those feelings.That evening my wife made sure I was properly shaved. “I do like you looking like that; you should always keep yourself clean-shaven down there. I suggest an early night for you. I have a letter to write all about your behaviour over the last month. Sadly, it is going to be a long letter, an exceedingly long letter.” There was an ominous look in my wife’s eye as she said this.Although I did go to bed early, sleep was extremely hard to come by. My mind was racing. When my wife came to bed an hour later, she said. “I had better drop you off and pick you up tomorrow. I am not sure you will be in a fit state to drive home.” With this bombshell, she turned off the light and seemed to fall asleep straight away, leaving me awake with my thoughts.I am sure it was not my most productive working day on Friday; my mind just kept wandering back to what was about to unfold. At six-thirty my wife and I got in the car and arrived with time to spare. “Be a brave boy and remember this is for your own good, see you very soon.” With these parting words from my wife, I got out of the car.I knocked on Julie’s front door and within moments, she stood before me. “You know where to go; I want you naked before the desk. I will join you in five minutes. Do you have the letter your wife has written for me?”I showed Julie the envelope. I had not been given the privilege of reading its contents. “If you can place that on the desk, I will review it shortly.” With that, Julie went into one of the downstairs rooms.I made my lonely walk upstairs, placed the letter, stripped myself naked, and stood before the desk as requested. Once again, my penis was excited and was making his presence known. I did not have long to wait. Julie entered a few minutes later dressed as before. She was wearing a black corset, a black bra, matching black stockings, and suspender belt, and long black boots. She regarded my penis. “I will speak to your wife shortly about punishing that.”She sat and opened the letter I had placed on the desk and took a long time reading it, and throughout that time she tutted and shook her head. I was becoming increasingly nervous about what was to follow. Eventually, she put the letter down and slowly looked up at me. “Do you know what this letter says?”“No,” I replied.“It says that the spanking I gave you last time worked but only for about a week and then you returned to your old ways. Any comments?”“No, I am sorry.”She looked at me coldly. “Of that, there will be no doubt. You are going to learn a new meaning of sorry today. The behaviour detailed in this letter is not acceptable.”My nervousness increased tenfold. What was going to happen?“Wait Ümraniye Escort there.” With that, Julie stood and walked to open the door. “You may come in now.”I turned to see what was happening. Julie rebuked me. “Did I say turn round? Look forwards.”Julie said to someone. “I am so glad you decided to join us.”I was now terrified. Who was in the room? Who was seeing me standing naked before this dominatrix? What was happening?“Thank you for the invitation. I am looking forward to seeing a professional in action.” The voice I heard was my wife. Relief flooded through me quickly, followed by curiosity, what was she doing here? I thought she did not want to be involved.Julie returned to her seat and my wife followed and stood next to her. My eyes nearly popped from my head. My wife was dressed exactly as my Mistress. They both looked stunning. My penis returned to full strength immediately. My wife could see I was staring at her, she does have an extensive lingerie collection, but I had never seen her looking so beautiful. Powerful and beautiful.“Can you remind me why are we dressed like this?” My wife asked Julie.“Two reasons, the first this puts me in my dominant frame of mind and more importantly men are far more compliant when ordered around by someone looking like this. Especially when they are holding a cane in their hands, but going forward please wear whatever you like. You will be in charge.”Julie then regarded me. “Having discussed this situation with your wife over dinner last week we decided that you need to be punished every week. Your wife will punish you every Friday and I will punish you on the first Friday of the month. Today however, I am going to instruct on some of the best ways to punish men. I will ask your wife to assist and ensure that she will deliver severe punishments going forward.”Several things struck me all at once, my wife and Julie had had dinner together. I remembered my wife saying she was going for dinner with a friend I had never thought to ask who. I was going to be disciplined by my wife every week. This would take the whole thing to a new level. Excitement was building. I was fearing what was to come, but there was a definite tingle of anticipation.Julie spoke. “Last time he was spanked and then given six strokes of the paddle, tawse, and the cane. It does look like we will have to increase this.” She looked at me at this point and added with a smile. “Significantly.”My stomach lurched it had taken everything I had to retain a modicum of control last time what would this be like. I also noticed that my wife smiled at this point. Julie spoke to my wife. “I suggest we start with a spanking and follow with twelve of the tawse then twelve with the cane. If he does not behave during his punishment, we will just increase the sentence. This should probably be the standard tariff going forward. What do you think?”My wife looked at me. “I agree that sounds entirely reasonable. I cannot wait to get started.”With that, Julie opened the top drawer of her desk and removed the long black gloves that I knew she wore when she spanked people. Again, she addressed my wife. “I like to wear these when punishing naughty boys, it helps to protect your hand when spanking them hard and prevents you coming into contact with anything unpleasant. I have a spare pair here. Would you like them?”“Oh yes please,” replied my wife with a big smile on her face. “Here you are they do feel so sensual when you are wearing them. Ümraniye Escort Bayan I hope you get many years of service from them.”I spent the next few minutes watching the two of them putting their gloves on and flexing their fingers to ensure their comfort. I did not think the vision before me could get any better, but the image of the two of them both in those gloves was simply perfect.Julie again spoke to my wife. “I prefer spanking in the over-the-knee position, I feel it does give me more control and I think it is a more embarrassing position for the victim and that adds something to the punishment. However, if you prefer you could ask your husband to bend over a desk or a chair and spank them from there. It is your choice. I would try a few ways and find what works best for you. Right, you over my knee.”This last part was addressed to me. I came around the desk and laid over her knee. I felt both my Mistress and my wife staring at my erection. “I will talk to you later about punishing his penis it is very off-putting waving around. However, a good hard spanking will help it go down.”I felt very self-conscious. My head was down towards the floor my bottom was uppermost. My wife was stood by my feet, and I could almost feel two pairs of eyes focussing on the area to be punished. You cannot feel comfortable just before your punishment is about to commence.“The spanking should turn his whole bottom a pink and red colour, it makes him more sensitive for the punishment to follow. Ignore any pleas for mercy. Remember his recent behaviour. If he wriggles about too much or at any time tries to protect his bottom just tell him, you will add more strokes later. That usually sorts them out. I start with alternate slaps from one buttock to the other and then concentrate on each buttock in turn. Again, you will find what works best for you.”With this, the spanking started. At least I did have some idea of what to expect and managed to keep mostly still. When Julie rained a series of smacks onto the tops of my thighs, I did start to struggle.“They do not like their thighs been punished. You can see him starting to struggle,” Julie commented, there was no sympathy in the voice; she was just imparting information.After what seemed like hours but, in reality, was only ten minutes the spanking stopped. “Is that a uniform colour?” Julie asked my wife. I heard my wife step closer to inspect my punished bottom. “That thigh looks a little redder than the other one.” She helpfully pointed out.“Oh yes, let’s even them up shall we.” With that, Julie delivered a series of smacks to my left thigh. “Better?”“Oh yes, I do like things to be neat and tidy, that now looks a very well-spanked bottom.”Julie said. “I think you will find we have missed a bit and your husband knows the bit I am referring to. The whole bottom should be a uniform red colour.”“What did we miss?”Julie addressed me. “Show your wife the next part to be punished.”It was with acute embarrassment I reached behind and taking a buttock in each hand I pulled them apart showing my anus and crack to both women. “This part is still virgin white for now.”“Won’t that be painful?” Asked my wife.“I expect so, but he does deserve it. There are several ways you can punish him here. You can of course, continue hand spanking him, which is part of the reason for the gloves. If he has been bad, you could get him to kneel with his chest on the floor and use the cane, but that is for serious offenses. Escort Ümraniye I sometimes use a martinet which is a whip from France with many leather tails. I usually use this, however.”I heard Mistress reach into her top drawer. “This hairbrush is perfect for the job. I give a couple of smacks on his anus and then work my way up the crack. Generally, men do not like this, but it does wonders for their behaviour. I would recommend that you do not neglect this part of the punishment.”“I won’t. I am looking forward to watching this.” My wife announced.It is hard to describe my feelings of embarrassment at this point, it had been bad enough just being naked but being naked with a spanked bottom and displaying all was very humiliating. There was just a touch of excitement there too.“Let us get started. Keep those buttocks well spread or we will start all over again.”With this the brush connected with my anus. The sting was hard to bear, although I knew what was coming it took everything not to cry out, I did let out a cry when the second stroke connected with my hole. As the brush continued its torturous journey along my crack, I became more vocal, and Mistress ignored me. When she finally put the brush down, tears were running down my face.“We are making progress now. The lesson is being learned and we finally have a well-spanked bottom.” My Mistress announced, there were only sounds of satisfaction in her voice, I could detect no sympathy for my plight. “You could now make him stand in the corner for a few minutes to build the anticipation for the rest of the punishment. However, that would be your choice. Today we will proceed with using the tawse. Would you like to give some strokes to him?”“Oh yes please,” my wife sounded far too eager to me. “You need them bent over for both the tawse and the cane. We can try a few positions today but again, experiment and find what works for you. They can bend over a desk, a chair, or sofa, or you can even buy special fetish furniture specially designed for the job. That however does get a bit tricky to explain to visitors. Let us start with him just being bent over. Up you get and stand in the centre of the floor and bend over touching your toes. Off you go.” Mistress spanked my bottom hard to help me comply.I stood where Mistress had instructed and bent over my penis who had retreated into his shell decided this was a good time to make an appearance. “See, he is enjoying this too much. We had better try harder with the tawse,” Mistress said this with relish in her voice. “Legs further apart it will help you keep balanced; we will need a nice steady target. Behave during this punishment no crying out, no hiding your bottom or reaching back. A penalty stroke will be awarded if you fail to behave. Is that clear?”“Yes Mistress, thank you, Mistress.”“You can see how polite he is, punishment is wonderful for behaviour change. Let me get two tawses for us to use.”I heard Mistress moving around behind me. “Here I have two medium tawse’s perfect for the job in hand. I suggest we punish him together, you one side me the other and alternate the strokes. Have you ever spanked anyone before?”“No, this will be my first time, hopefully not the last though.” My wife gave a small laugh, inwardly I gave a small groan. “The tawse delivers bands of pain across the bottom whilst the cane delivers lines of pain. That is why I like using them together it is a perfect combination. When you deliver a stroke, aim to land the tip of the tawse just past the centre of the far buttock, you do not want it to wrap too far around. Let me show you. Prepare yourself, no moving twelve strokes coming up.”The first stroke was immediately delivered. Although I knew what to expect it still took my breath away. Tears started to flow again, and this was only the first stroke.