His Punishment Has Just StartedSubmitted by: Melissa
We've been married two years. No kids. Both of us are concentrating on careers right now. So maybe we've been spending too much time on the job to get to know each other better? At least that's the way I'm thinking right now.
Three months ago, I had to go out of town for the weekend on family business. The first two nights I was back, Roger went into the bathroom in his underwear, took his shower, and put on his pajamas before coming to bed.
He usually came in after the shower nude and then put on his pajamas; sometimes I thought he was showing off his "little friend." So why the switch? Being fall, maybe the bathroom was warmer than the bedroom and he felt chilly? I let it go at that.
Two months ago, I had to leave for company business and the same thing happened when I returned. This time I thought I saw a red mark on the bottom of his back when he leaned over to put on his slippers. Now I had to find out about this.
One month ago, I scheduled an out-of-town trip. Before the weekend arrived, I went to see an old boyfriend who was in the detective business. He loaned me a homing device which I hid in Roger's car. Then I left, driving because it was cheaper than flying the 100 miles. Of course I stayed in town and watched the homing device's screen in my car, and when Roger started to leave that night, I more-or-less followed him. I waited until there was no movement for 15 minutes and then went to find the exact location of the car.
I parked nearby and went looking for possible places where he went. There were only a few choices so I checked out the closest one, which appeared to be some kind of nightclub. I asked the man at the door wwhat was going on inside and he told me it was a bondage club meeting, that they met on the first and third Saturdays of every month. That corresponded to the weekends I had been gone! But this was something I sure couldn't figure Roger would be associated with.
I asked if I could peek inside and the doorman told me to pay the $10 entrance fee and I could come inside. But what if I was seen by anyone I knew? Especially Roger? I saw stairs going up to a balcony and headed up there, finding it dark and a perfect place to watch what was going on. There was a bondage cross on the makeshift stage with a man attached to it being whipped. He was wearing only a jockstrap and a full-head mask, but as I looked carefully at him, the body hair pattern looked like Roger's. I decided to risk it by going closer, since the mask covered his eyes. Sure enough, chances were close to a perfect match. So ne never told me about this side of his personalty!
I left, drove to the other city so I could have the motel on the charge card receipt, and pondered my move. Since nobody knew me there, the next day I visited a fetish store and picked up a full-head mask for myself, except this one had eye holes. Plus a spiked collar, which seemed to be a good fit.
So this weekend I again scheduled out of town. Roger was outside when I got dressed, and under everything I put on a turtleneck/long-sleeved catsuit which he had never seen, that I used to wear to Halloween parties when I'd go as a black cat. Then I put my business clothes on - - you might say I was wearing TWO sets of business clothes! - - said goodbye to Roger, and left.
A few hours later, I entered the club in my full black outfit, with only my eyes and mouth exposed; I had on black gloves. I worked my way to the stage and approached the bondage cross. Nudity is prohibited in the club so I faced Roger and blocked the view of the audience with my body. I took a nearby ball gag and put it in his mouth and buckled it in back of his head. Then I quickly reached down into his jockstrap, gathered his private parts in one hand, and snapped a large padlock into them with the other. I put his jockstrap back in position, now a bit lumpier than before, and slowly left the stag.
He started to shout thru the gag, though it all came out muffled. I quietly walked out the door before someone took the gag off, and when he yelled to "stop that person!" I was nowhere to be seen.
Well, so far he has done his undressing in private. Imagine how he will explain the padlock! To me, to a locksmith, to anybody. I hope it is to me! And if it is, I'm following up with a CB2000. I don't know if he gets any actual sexual relief at the club meetings but if he wants to show off his body, at least I can see to it that he gets some humiliation along with it, as the others see he is belted.
Do your readers have any more suggestions for my fun? Should I let him know what I know? Should I keep showing up at the club like I did?
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