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She looks at him with deep affection and love, just like she would any obedient puppy. She notices how happy and content he looks and thinks it’s sweet and cute. For just a moment, she wonders what kind of a man could do this, what kind of a man could be so at peace and so unphazed that he could actually fall asleep with his head in her lap, resting on her thighs. Her thighs- the ones that just a few hours ago had another man between them.

For reasons I'd rather not get into, going all the way back to my childhood, corner time as punishment brings back some rather powerful emotions; not all of them good. Nonetheless, in the context of being a submissive sissy cuckold for my Wife Carol and Her Bull Jim, it results in deep humiliation which leads to arousal.

Most often, I'm required to go kneel in the corner with my nose pressed up against the walls and to "stay that way" until I'm told. When I'm in corner time and the two of them are together in the same room, I can hear everything that's going on but can't see a thing.

As opposed to my "Active Participation" post yesterday, corner time is a very passive way of participating in whatever it is they are doing.