"Come here," my wife says simply.
"Yes ma'am," I reply. I walk towards her as she stands by the couch. I know what's coming, but am still fearful.
"You know the routine. Assume the position."
I pull my dress up, slide my panties down my thighs, and lean against the back of the couch. I close my eyes and wait. I feel her body as she leans over me, her mouth near my ear.
*SLAP*
"That was for not replacing the empty toilet roll this morning."
*SLAP*
"That was for lunch being three minutes late."
*SLAP*
"That was for forgetting to tell me my sister called. How many does that make, sissy?"
"Three, ma'am."
"Okay, that's enough for now. I hope my expectations are clear. Think you can meet them moving forward?"
"Yes, ma'am. Clear as day."
"Good, sissy. You may get dressed."
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