Punishments in Ex wife confessions

  • Sept. 30, 2015, 12:47 a.m.
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People often talk about being dominant or submissive in the bedroom, but I quickly learned that I was submissive both in my sexual life and in my normal daily life. Although I can’t deny that there was some degree of sexual excitement that I got from being submissive in non-sexual ways.

One evening after dinner I told my wife I would clean up the kitchen. I was probably already cleaning the kitchen about 75% of the time anyway, but on this particular night I was specifically volunteering because it felt good and submissive to clean up after the mess we made while cooking. Almost as if she knew what I was thinking, she responded by telling me she thought I ought to respect her as my dom enough to never want to see her washing dishes. I agreed, and we made a pact at that moment that I would be the only one to clean the kitchen from that point on.

After that precedent, we started agreeing to other household chores that would become all my responsibility as the sub in the relationship. Eventually this developed into us creating a proper chore schedule where every day I had to come home from work and I had something around the house I had to complete.

Having chores meant that I had to have punishments for not doing them on time or not doing them satisfactorily. Punishments at first involved spankings or not being allowed to use the internet for a certain amount of time. Then we started being more creative, and my punishments were more sexual, like having to give her pleasure for 60 minutes and get nothing in return.

Up until this point, all her dates with other people had involved nothing more than kissing and the occasional handjob. Then one day when I hadn’t completed a chore the day before she had a date with a guy she had played with many times, she was pondering a good punishment to give me. I could tell she was a little hesitant to say it, but she blurted out, “Your punishment is tomorrow night I am going to give him a blowjob.”

I’d known this was coming eventually, and I was a little excited to have it presented to me as a punishment.


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