�O.K. Suzie, let’s get going� my husband stated quietly and I hopped to it with a will having received, in my opinion, enough punishment for the day. As we walked off the porch I heard our Pastor instruct his wife to go and harvest a bouquet under the oaks. �Thanks for the tract, I will give it to Suzie to read� Dominic waved and handed me a yellow, eight and a half by eleven, cardboard-covered, thin booklet. He then added, �Mind if I leave my truck here? No sense driving two vehicles tonight. I will pick it up after Church tomorrow.� As I got in the Crown Vic I looked over to the live oak trees and wondered where are the flowers? because flowers don’t grow under live oaks, nothing grows under live oaks. As we drove away I saw Martha bending over and cutting something among the oak shoots sprouting up from the roots of the tree. In her bent over position her bruised backside was a spectacular (if intimidating) view. I felt sorry for her because her breasts looked like they hurt just from hanging there in her bent over positions. I will have to ask her what she was picking tomorrow before Church.

A New Way of Life is Coming

As Dominic drove to John and Marsha Hunter’s house, where we had left the three girls at 8:30 this morning, I turned my attention to the thin book that my Pastor had given us. �CHASTISING YOUR DAUGHTER INSTRUCTIONS FOR CHRISTIAN UPBRINGING�. The author was a Rev. E. E. Norcod who was of the same denomination as all of us, Strict Bible Observance Evangelical Church of Christ. I had never heard of him before but then I am not much of a reader and we don’t have cable TV or any kind of good TV reception out here in the Piney Woods. Dominic said �Suzie, I think that you need to read this very carefully. We have been very lax in the way we have been raising our three girls. We are going to start changing things tonight�. After what had been going on this morning I had a hunch about what that meant.

Over the next five minutes as we drove to the Hunter’s, I outlined to me what I needed to do. We picked up the girls. The Hunter’s were glad to see us and reduce their stock of pre-adolescent girls from five to two. �God Bless! See you at Church tomorrow!� I cried as we pulled away. Dominic immediately stilled the chatter of our daughters as we headed for home. He explained that their evil ways were coming to an end which puzzled them to all out. They hadn’t done anything bad that day they interrupted. SILENCE he commanded. Their behavior had become so out of control that they no longer even new what bad was. This was going to change. ENOUGH! They were cowed and silent and I quietly read for the next ten minutes as we drove home. Then it was march! into the living room and kneel facing the wall with noses just touching the wood patterned paneling. They got a break for our supper. But after supper it was back to �corner time� against the wall until 8:00 PM. At that time we went over their sins for the week. Then it was shower time and to bed.

After they were asleep, Dominic told me �go to our bedroom, undress, and kneel at the foot of the bed�. Shaking with fear I swiftly obeyed his command. As I disrobed and put my clothes in the wash hamper I couldn’t help but notice that prominently displayed on the wall was the strap that had played such a major role in Martha’s and my lives earlier that day. I gulped and started shaking when Dom walked into the room, naked and with an erection. �Stand up� he ordered �and present your hands to me�. My hands were lashed together. Next it was �bend over across the foot of the bed and put your hands under your face�. After, �Spread your feet� it was my ankles that were bound to the lower feet of the bed. I pretty well knew what was coming. He lectured me on the need for absolute Submission, Obedience and Discipline and the need for the same from our Daughters. Then he said, �Twelve good ones, six on each side enforce the lessons of the day�. He went over and took the heavy leather strap down. But he also grabbed a pillow from the head of the bed and put it under my cheek. Then he turned off the light and stood behind me.

I don’t really know how long he waited before he started my Chastisement. I know it seemed like an hour. At first I was trembling but after a while that stopped and I actually got cold. Then I began to get sleepy because I was so exhausted from such a incredible day. Finally he took a deep breath and I heard it come, SWOOSH! I know that at the first smack my body startled involuntarily and I gasped. But I had managed to put my mind off in a fair distant place and said �thank you love, please give me eleven more� spontaneously and in complete control. Dom waited for at least a minute before he gave the next. I counted to seventy-five in my head before the next SWOOSH. Although my rear end was screaming my mind was far away �thank you love, please give me ten more� and so it went. He spared my most private parts. There were no strokes between the legs. He even spared the insides of my thighs. By the time we got to �Thank you Lord, give me six more� my vagina was becoming hot and moist. At, �Thank You My Lord, Three More Please!� I counted to over 100 before the next blow and my vulva was sopping. Eventually, I was trembling in anticipation of the last blow and it was far different than fear alone. When he slipped in his dick I grunted like a feral hog. As he thrust in and out I began to squeal �Fuck Me Fuck Me Fuck Me� as the sensation of pecker rubbing my bruised and swollen privates was more than I could bear. I can’t believe we didn’t wake the kids. Yet I still wanted more, and rougher. He had never been so gigantic and hard inside me ever. We both climaxed at the same time. His cum shot filled my pussy and I squeezed like I have never squeezed before until semen ran down my twitching legs. It seemed as if every muscle from my knees to my neck was contracting. I felt muscles contracting that I didn’t know I had. He just collapsed wordless on top of me, not even pulling out. He yawned and fell asleep on top of me. I accepted the situation and soon I too was asleep.