The Hoffman Sisters

need him on his knees with my strap in his mouth, big hands clutching my thighs for support, looking up at me with teary eyes as he gags

whiny around the plastic in his mouth, i can't tell if he's begging for me to slow down or fuck him harder... but it doesn't really matter what he wants right now

As I’ve become more comfortable with my role as a disciplinary wife, my understanding of how severe a spanking needs to be to correct an issue or teach a lesson has expanded. At first, I was significantly more timid than I am now, and looking back, those first few weeks probably weren’t very effective. But I’ve gotten my footing and have built my confidence up to really embrace leaving an impression (sometimes both physically and mentally) to get my point across.

Well-Dressed Women #14