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A Gentle Whisper Ch. 01

By: occasus514



****Okay literotica members: This is my first attempt at writing any type of erotica....This does have some erotic undertones as the story wraps, but the primary focus is a Domestic Discipline relationship at work. I will appreciate constructive feedback, but if you're just going to be mean, just keep shushed. Remember the old adage...."If you can't say something nice...." I hope you enjoy!



Jason stormed into the house, his fury evident. He slammed the door behind him and then stopped, clenching his jaw. "Get it together, he told himself. Take some deep breaths, go for a walk, and then come back." He looked into the decorative mirror hanging on the wall and ran his fingers through his hair in a frustrated gesture. He couldn't remember the last time he had been so upset at his pretty wife. They had been married now for a year and lived a domestic discipline style relationship. While most of their spankings had been erotic, Jason had been forced to drag out the straight backed chair on a few occasions and turn his petite wife over his knee, spanking her until she was in tears and he was emotionally spent. As much as he loved their playful spankings....true punishment....now that was something he dreaded. 

Yes, he decided...he would go for a walk, cool down and then come back and deal with his wife. But first, he strode resolutely into the house stopping in the doorway to the den, watching his wife as she giggled with her friend on the phone. He cleared his throat, and she turned with a start. "Oh Jason!" She exclaimed. "Sherry just told me the funniest...." The words died on her lips as she saw her husband's face. Jenny immediately knew she was in trouble, but for what she wasn't sure. It was apparent, however, Jason was upset. His lips were set in a firm line and he stared down at her, waiting. 

"Sherry-" Jenny spoke softly. "Hey, my husband just got home, and I need to go. I'll call you later tonight or tomorrow." Jason shook his head at his wife. "Or if I don't call you for a few days, don't worry...I'll get with you soon. Bye." Jenny clicked shut her cell phone. Jason held out his hand. 

"Phone." He stated quietly, but with authority. She handed it over to him, wordlessly, her eyes questioning, but not sure if she should speak. "I'm going to go for a walk...I'm probably going to take my time to think. You should spend that time thinking too, love. I'm thinking in your corner in our bedroom, nose pressed to the wall. You may not sit down. You will stand there until I get back. When I get home, I will deal with you."

Jenny swallowed hard. She was in major trouble, that much was apparent. Her mind raced wondering what she could have done. It had to have been pretty bad. As she watched her husband leave, hearing the door shut behind him, she tried to think about the last time she had been in this much trouble. But the look in his eyes was different than when she'd been in trouble in the past. She'd seen him look disappointed in her before, but this time was different. This time there was frustration laced with the disappointment. That's what had her worried. Jason always kept his emotions under control, rarely showing her how upset he actually was, though because she knew him so well, she could always tell. This time, he couldn't hide it and that was what was so unsettling. She trudged up to their bedroom, making her way to the corner....her corner, as he lovingly referred to it. The other corner of the room held the straight backed chair, which she knew would soon be pulled out so that he could pull her easily over his knee, bare her bottom, and spank her until she cried and begged him to stop.

"Think Jenny," she berated herself. "He's going to expect you to know what you did." Her mind ran a million different directions. "Focus!" She focused her mind, thinking about what her husband had been up to today. He had had the day off and spent most of the day running errands, stopping mid day to get together with his friend, Derek. Derek and his wife, Angie were also a domestic discipline couple and they often leaned on each other for support in a lifestyle that was very uncommon in modern day. Jenny couldn't think of anything that could have occurred during her lunch, so she moved on to where else he could have been...then she froze, face paling. "Oh god...oh god oh god oh god.....shit!" He knows. Now she realized that Jason was not only upset, he was probably irate with her. "Why did I keep it a secret?" She groaned inwardly. This was bad...very very bad.

A Gentle Whisper Ch. 02



*****Here is chapter two of the story. I had planned on submitting this much sooner, but had some unexpected things happen in the world outside of my computer. :) As for a comment I had received privately about this story being about a husband disciplining his wife in anger...all I can say is read on...and continue to send feedback...I really really do appreciate it!

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Jason took his time walking around the neighborhood. He would not go back to the house until his head was cleared and until he knew he would be able to effectively deal with the situation in a way that would not damage the relationship that he cherished with his wife of one year. Jason spotted the local park around the corner and headed in that direction, and placing himself on one of the benches overlooking the pond, rippling brilliantly under the sunlight. He watched the ducks swimming around, playing and splashing on such a beautiful summer day and smiled to himself as he looked on.

Jason shook his head, coming out of his brief reverie. In all the time that he had known Jenny, he had never been filled with such disappointment. He had caught her in little fibs before, over things like her going over her limit on what they had agreed upon before she headed out to the mall for a day of shopping. But Jenny, in those situations had a way of turning the tables on him. She would give him her best sexy, smoldering stare and put on a new piece of lingerie that she had bought that day just for him, dancing around and flirting with him. He would chase her around the house, until he caught her, shrieking and giggling, she would struggle as he turned her over his knee and gave her some playful, yet efficient and stinging swats. She would turn back and look at him with pleading eyes and he would hungrily pick her up and carry her into the bedroom. They would devour each other and lay there intertwined for hours, fingers, laced together, legs wrapped around each other and just talk.

But this time....this time was different. This was an outright lie, not a fib, and it could not be fixed with a playful spanking. In the time that they had been married he had been forced to punish her twice, and Jason dreaded these discipline sessions. They left him drained. He hated to see his wife's tears and know that he had caused them by spanking her. But he also knew that they were effective and renewed the bond they had with each other when it was over. This time would be no exception, though he felt that her actions would make this the most difficult punishment to get through. There was no doubt that her pretty bottom would be on fire and she would be begging him to stop long before he was through. 

He sighed to himself, dreading going home. He knew he was still too upset to deal with the situation now, so he sat and mulled over his thoughts. He thought back to the day he realized he wanted to marry Jenny....the first night he met her, he knew. She had come to his door at about 10 PM and knocked almost inaudibly. If he hadn't been moving toward the door at that time to lock it before turning in for the night, he probably wouldn't have heard it. It had been pouring down rain that evening and her car had broken down about a half mile down the road. He opened the door and she took his breath away. Her clothes clung to her, muddy and dirty, her hair was clinging to her face, and her body was shivering, but he felt he had never seen a more beautiful woman in his life. She looked at him with her big brown eyes and asked to use his phone and he melted. Jason remembered immediately bringing her inside, getting her some warm clothes, and talking with her in his living room until her friend came by to pick her up. They had exchanged phone numbers that night and soon after, romance ensued.

His wife was not a perfect person, by any means, but she was perfect for him. They had both stumbled into spanking and domestic discipline by accident. About six months into their dating relationship, they had been sitting in his apartment where he had been watching his favorite college team play in the rose bowl. Jenny decided it would be cute to start cheering for the opposing team. At one point during the game, she stood up to walk to the kitchen to refill their drinks and he took a swat at her bottom. She yelped in surprise at the sting. It was definitely harder than Jason had intended. But instead of getting upset, that familiar turned on look that he absolutely adored, leapt into her eyes and she bent over, wiggling her bottom at him flirtatiously. He grinned at her and pulled to him, positioning himself on the couch so that he was sitting directly on the center cushion, then pulled his wife so that she was lying comfortably on the couch, but so that her bottom was turned up over his lap. She giggled, wondering where this was going, but Jason just sat back and watched the game. For the remainder of the Rose Bowl, if Jenny made a comment about the opposing team, he would give her a stinging swat that would leave her shrieking, and breathless with excitement. At one point, after having given her more than a dozen swats, he pulled her pants down and was fascinated by how red her cute bottom was. And as soon as the game was over, he hauled her over his shoulder, carrying her to the bedroom where they made love over and over and over again.

They continued to experiment with spanking and began to research it online. After quite a few lengthy discussions with other couples they had met, they decided to put into practice a Domestic Discipline styled relationship and the couple had both been happier for it.

Jason smiled inwardly as he fondly remembered the memory. No matter how upset he was feeling right now with his wife, he knew that she had been placed on this Earth just for him. He stood up, a determined look on his face. Yes....it was time to head home and deal with the situation. It would not be enjoyable, but it was necessary...and he knew that in the coming days, their marriage would be stronger for it. With one last look at the ducklings playing on the pond, he turned and strode with purpose for home.