James was a tenured professor of economics at a very prestigious New England university. His classes were always considered the hardest, not the least of which was his harsh manners and unmerciful ridiculing of his poor students, many of them female.
He thoroughly enjoyed bringing some young coed to the point of tears in front of the class with his withering critiques and criticism of their work. Often the poor girls would flee from his class and cry themselves silly in the women's washroom.
But James was also a tyrant at home, and his pretty older wife Karen was often the brunt of his complaints and scoldings....till one day she happened to be surfing the Internet and wandered into a chatroom that featured dominant women who punished their men!
She was amazed! Here was a whole community of women who took no shit from men and dealt with them in extreme sexually humiliating ways - punishments she had never even heard of before! Some were into using strapon dildos to sodomize their husbands and boyfriends, other's would make them dress as "sissy boys" and "sissy maids" and perform sex on other men for their Mistresses amusement. She even discovered a whole world of females who would torture and abuse men's penises, "CBT" they called it.
But the thing that interested her the most were the women who spanked! Can you imagine the shame and embarrassment that grown men must feel when their wives, lovers or even mother's made them take down their trousers and bend over for a good old-fashioned spanking? She made a decision right then and there to learn more...she had a certain "person" in mind for a spanking and she wanted to make sure she was good and ready to administer the hardest, butt-burning spanking a woman could give!!!
So Karen contacted one of the Dominatrixes she met online and asked her advice. She was told that all men need to be "corrected" from time to time, and that she would gladly train her in the way of male submission. Karen was fascinated and spent the next few weeks at the woman's private dungeon learning the tricks of the trade.
Finally the big night came! James was home from classes and demanding his dinner as usual. "Where the hell is my dinner, Karen?" he bellowed, "Don't tell me you've been messing about with that damn computer of yours again?" She was in the kitchen, but it wasn't his dinner she was preparing, it was the long black leather belt she had purchased with the thought of applying it to her husband's bare bottom!
"I'll be there in a minute, dear" she called out "Just finishing up the roast". She giggled to herself with the thought that the only thing getting roasted this night was going to be her husband's ass!!!
She slapped the belt against her hand one more time, took a deep breath and strode into the dining room. "Alright you asshole" she thundered "You might get off on making little college girls cry, but let's see who's squirting the most tears when I have you across my lap with your bare bottom in the air. Mommy has one thing to say to you - NOW DROP THEM!!"
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