Hello Chastikey and definitely KHs,
Discoveries at lunchtime…
I need your guidance on a discipline situation that has just occurred. Note, Subby is currently prostrate at my feet as I type and so you can see how finger twitchingly angry I am!
Hubby has had to work from home for the last few days due to work issues. Naturally I didn’t trust him and he has been caged for the duration. I have also been checking his search history to ensure that he has not been looking at any porn. The advantage of him being at home is the washing is all up to date and I have not needed to cook any meals. This has meant we are both less tired and have been able to relax in front of the fire of an evening, chatting with the kids and generally getting snuggly. He has been incredibly attentive and denial in the evenings has been difficult for him but rewarding at the same time…especially for me.
Today I thought that I would come home for lunch as surprise my darling husband. As the kids would be out at school, we could spend an hour being romantic. When I arrived, I was surprised to see that his computer was on but no hubby. Instantly I knew that something was afoot, call it KH intuition.
Listening carefully, I could hear some noises coming from the bedroom upstairs. Was he searching for the key or trying to satisfy himself using crude methods? Tip-toing up the stairs and going to the door of our bedroom, I could definitely hear him in there.
Opening the door quickly I found my slut of a husband stood in front of the wardrobe mirror, camera in hand photographing himself. But that isn’t the worst of it, though he was still caged, he was wearing my corset! What the hell, I bought it for me as a Christmas treat to him. He didn’t have any complaints back then I can tell you! Now he was wearing it. I thought that he had put the cross-dressing to one side?
At first we just stared at each other in stunned silence. Then he dropped the phone and ran to me, blubbering about something and apologising profusely. At first, I wanted to cry, thoughts of “My husband is a sissy!” but then that quickly turned to anger, “That is my possession!” I thought to myself.
“How dare you! Get down on your knees slut and do not look at me. This is going to take some time for me to process.”
“Yes Mistress, I am sorry. I won’t ever do it again. Please, any punishment, just don’t leave me.”
“Don’t be so stupid. I knew that you are a transvestite in your mind but you made a promise that you wouldn’t wear woman’s clothing without my permission. You have soiled my favourite corset with your stench and spoilt something that was good.” Venom was literally dripping from my lips.
“Now, silence, I need to think. This is going to cost you dearly. I will never look at you in the same way again. Sissy!”
And so, I come to you:
1. Am I over reacting? I find cross-dressing so strange for any men and when it is my husband, father of my children, that is something else completely. I love him so deeply but this feels like betrayal. Is he even masculine anymore?
2. There must be a punishment. Apart from him not doing his work, he was also touching my things. What do you recommend?
Yours fumingly,
Mistress Dominique