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Hattie nervously watched out the window for her husband, Matt’s red car to pull into their driveway. The cool air on her bare bottom sent a chill up her spine. She remembered the text he had sent her two hours ago. “I just got the credit card bill. Take off your pants and panties, we're gonna have a discussion about the budget when I get home from work today.”

She shuddered. She knew there wouldn't be much talking involved in this “discussion.”  In fact, She was pretty sure it was going to be a rather one sided “conversation” --  on her backside!

When she saw her husband's red car making its way down their long winding driveway, she gulped, and ran outside to greet her husband. Her bare feet prickled by the grass as she ran to him. When he got out of the car she fell into his arms. “I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!” she cried.

***

Has Matt drove in, he thrilled to see his submissive wife running out to greet him wearing nothing but a T-shirt As he had commanded her. She was so cute and gorgeous with their bare shaved pusssy and bare feet dashing toward him with simple abandon. He could tell she was scared, but even when she was expecting a spanking, she was still excited to see Her man!

And when she fell into his arms and cried, his heart went out to her. In fact for a second he thought about not spanking her this time. But then he remembered discipline is an act of love. If she can love and respect him even when she's already been bared for a spanking, he must love her enough to give it to her.

“I know you're sorry, dear” he said soothingly. “And everything will be OK soon. But first let's go inside and have our discussion about your spending habits and the budget!”

She looked up at him, face already stained with tears. “yes Sir” then she released her death grip and turned toward the house.

He held on to her right shoulder with his right hand and pushed her toward the house, spanking her already bare bottom with his left hand with each step. Hattie burst into tears at his sharp slaps, and pranced painfully up the steps into the house.

When they got into the house, he led her straight to the couch where he sat down and put her over his knee.

“Now Hadassah,” he scolded his trembling young wife, her bottom already slightly pink from the Swats he gave her on the way into the house. From childhood the only time she’d ever heard her full name was when she was in trouble. “I seem to remember having this conversation with you last month. Our budget is important, if we don't stick to a budget you will have to go to work to make more money. Do you want that, young lady?”

Hattie's nearly naked body trembled over his lap. “No Sir”

Matt gave her a stinging slap, which made her jump and cry “Ouch”

“I can earn enough money to take care of us so that you can stay home and take care of the home. I want you to be able to stay home and prepare to be a stay at home mommy when our kids come. But I can't do that if you spend money recklessly.” <SWAT> Hattie let out a small whine with that swat, she knew her spanking hadn't actually really begun yet. “I know you grew up in a family where you spent money on frivolous things without making plans, but both your parents had to work to maintain that reckless lifestyle and you missed out on having a stay at home mom. Is that what you want for our kids?” <SWAT>

“owe, no Sir, I want my kids to have a stay at home mommy. And I want you to have an obedient and submissive stay at home wife!”

“I know that's what you want, honey.” Matt scolded, “but if that's what you want, you're gonna have to change your spending habits. And I'm gonna help you do that.” <swat>

“yes Sir, I'm sorry Sir” she cried submissively.

“That's what you said last month. And what did I tell you last month what happened if you didn't follow the budget, Young lady?”

She hated it when he called her young lady. It made her feel so small, and naughty. But then again that's exactly what she was, small and naughty. “Spanking” she choked out the word.

“What about spanking?” he pressed, Swatting her again.

“You said you'd give me a spanking if I didn't follow the budget.” She wailed. She wished he would just get on with it, it was so hard to have to say the words.

“That's right. And what kind of spanking that I promise you?” He knew that making her admit that she knew exactly what she was going to get was an important part of her learning this lesson.

But Hattie burst into tears, her naked bottom quivered, along with her lower lip. She hated to say what she knew she had to. “You said you would give me a very hard spanking on my bare bottom if I didn't keep to the budget.”

“And did you keep to the budget?” He could tell she was just about at the breaking point, so he pressed harder.

“No Sir!” She wailed

“then what do I need to do with you?”

“Spank me” she managed, on the verge of losing all of her composure. This “conversation” while she was already naked laying over her husband's lap was more than she could bear.

“Do you want me to let you get by with reckless behavior and ruin our future?” He asked. He looked lustfully at his young wife’ quivering bare bottom waiting nervously for the spanking she had earned. she was emotionally about to break.

“No Sir!” She managed in a squeaky voice.

“Then tell me exactly what you want me to do and why.”

She knew this was the end. She burst into tears and wailed, “I've been a naughty wife and spent recklessly even though you told me not to last month. Please give me a hard spanking on my bare bottom to help me learn to obey you and be responsible.”

Immediately his hand came crashing down on her bottom, and the spanking began in earnest. Already having been brought to the end of her resistance, emotionally, Hattie didn't resist the discipline. She cried and kicked and howled and apologized as he thoroughly reddened her bottom. By the time the spanking was over she was a sniffling tearful, snotty mess.

He held her tenderly in his arms as she cried. Then he took her T-shirt off. “Naughty girls have to bear their bottoms and wait for a spanking. But now that you've been spanked you're not naughty anymore. And good girls bare their whole body for their husbands.”

Naomi loved to go on hikes in the mountains! When she married her husband Chris, he was not too excited to go on hikes. It was not his thing.

“Dear!” Naomi pleaded, “don't you just love the beautiful scenery from the top of a mountain? It's my favorite view!”

Chris chuckled as he pulled her pants and panties down. “This is my favorite view! I think your naked body is the most beautiful scenery in the world. And I don't have to go on a hike to see that.”

That gave Naomi an idea. The next time she convinced him to go on a hike with her, she waited until they were out of the main drag, then pulled her pants and panties down. “If I'm going to enjoy my favorite views, you may as well enjoy yours too!” She teased.

At first it felt weird hiking with her bottom bare, but as a submissive wife she was thrilled to see her husband enjoying her nudity in this way.

As a young wife, Lexie was thrilled to get a job that she could do from home. Her dream was to be a stay at home wife, but their finances didn't allow that, at least not yet. At least she could work from home. That meant that on her brakes she was already home, and there was no commute. And she could see her farmer-husband whenever he came in the house throughout the day, and cook him lunch and supper.

It also meant she had two authorities in her life. Her corporate boss from 9:00 to 5:00. And her husband 24 hours a day. And this presented A slight problem. Because they both had different standards and expectations of her. Of course her husband came first, but they also needed her income, at least until he built up the farm enough to be able to support them.

One of those conflicting expectations was her dressing style. Her boss at work wanted her to dress professionally so that whenever she was on a zoom call she would represent the company well. Her boss at home, her husband, wanted her to dress for his pleasure. Whenever he came in from the fields he wanted to see his beautiful, naked, wife-As is his right.

So she came up with a compromise. Whenever she was on the clock, she wore a professional blouse but nothing below it. That way all anyone would see on a zoom call was a professional looking young lady in a blue blouse. But whenever her husband came in, her bottom was naked for his pleasure.

Being a new mommy is hard work. But it's no excuse for disrespecting or disobeying the man who made you a mommy. Lots of wives turn their focus away from their husbands when their children come, but that's not right.

Missy's husband made it clear from the start that even when their baby was born, she would be expected to maintain her submissive and respectful attitude toward him. And the business of mommyhood did not give her a pass. In fact it seems she got more spankings nowadays, probably because she was under more stress. But she genuinely appreciated her husband keeping her in line, it helped to stay focused, and grounded come into chaos of mommy head.

“I'm ready sir, Please can you spank me quietly so grandma doesn't hear?” Mia said meekly.

***

Mia and her new husband, Jim, had been visiting her grandma when she spoke rudely to him. Grandma have been aghast, and scolded her for talking to her husband that way. Jim had taken her hand and LED her to the bathroom, the most private place he could think of. “Bear your bottom young lady!” He ordered.

Nervously she lowered her panties and raised the back of her dress.

“I'm ready sir, Please can you spank me quietly so grandma doesn't hear?” Mia said meekly.

But spankings aren't quiet. The slap slap of his hand on her bare bottom echoed in the bathroom, and she was sure grandma got here at two. She tried to keep quiet, but She couldn't hold back and soon her crying was also heard throughout the house.

When the spanking was over, Jim let her pull up her panties and drop her dress. Then he led her, puffy eyed been sobbing back to the living room where grandma sat.

“Good for you Jim!” Grandma complimented as she stood up to shake his hand. “I can see you'll make a good husband for my granddaughter. I'm proud of you son!” Then she turned to Mia. “And young lady, don't you ever let me hear you speaking like that to your husband. I hope you learned a good lesson today in the bathroom.” Mia's face burned the same. She look down at your toes, avoiding grandma's glance. She knew she'd been wrong, she knew she deserved the spanking. But she never wanted anybody, but her husband to know that she still got spanked as a married woman.

She looked at her husband, beaming with pride at her grandma's commendation of his disciplinary strategy. And then she did, a feeling of admiration for him rolled up inside of her. He was a good husband, just like her grandma said. And he had been willing to risk his reputation with grandma to give her what she needed. Her pride and admiration for her husband pushed away all of her humiliation. She turned around and lifted the back of her dress to show grandma the spanking she just gotten. “Yes he is a good husband, just look how good he is at spanking me when I need it!”

“Mia!” Jim exclaimed incredulously, “put your skirt back down! That's the private view for no one's eyes but mine!”

 Devens Phone buzzed with a text message from his wife Jenny. He opened it up to see this picture, and the message: “I miss you, can't wait for you to come home to me”

Ashley was excited when her husband got a job working from home. She loved the idea of spending all day with him. But there was a side effect, she had been used to getting away with a lot while he was at work, but now she couldn't get away with anything!

 She wanted to spend time with her husband in his office, but far too often she spent that time staring at the wall with their sore bottom on display.

Erica asked her husband to help her with her housework. He agreed, but his method was not what she was expecting. He set up a chore list, with deadlines for each chore. At anytime she didn't meet that deadline, he bared her bottom and spanked her.

She has rejected the feminist dogma she grew up with, but she's still struggling to live submissively. She's in desperate need of her husband's help. Help she wants, but also dreads.