Maureen and Chris Mills were a long time married couple, she was aged sixty and he was fifty-seven, and they had an ongoing sex life.
They would sometimes incorporate spanking in their lovemaking as they both enjoyed giving and receiving.
They also had in a cupboard a cane but that was only used for disciplinary reasons and not as foreplay.
The cane had been used as discipline on both the Mills’ son and daughter until their late teens and since the children moved out it had been retained as an implement of discipline as and when felt necessary.
The cane’s use was infrequent, perhaps once a year, but whether it was being applied to Maureen’s or Chris’s backside it was applied with full force.
A caning, when delivered, turned on both the recipient and the administrator but sex did not always follow because the denial of sex to the recipient was sometimes seen as part of the punishment. In those circumstances, the person doing the caning was also being denied sex of course.
So it was that Chris did something and continued to do something that annoyed Maureen and she eventually snapped and said, “It will be the cane for you tonight.”
Those words immediately caused a hardening of Chris’s cock although he also became apprehensive at the thought of the cane slashing across his bare arse. He had not had a caning for eighteen months or so.
The sentence had been passed and there was no point in disputing it so no more was said on the subject during the day.
The couple had been watching television and when the program that they were watching finished Maureen announced, “Bedroom and get your backside bare.”
Chris stood up straight away and went to the bedroom and removed his trousers and underpants. His cock stood erect and he hoped that it would be put to use later.
He had been standing there for more than fifteen minutes when he heard his wife coming up the stairs. His body twitched on both excitement and trepidation.
He was standing bare arsed facing the bed and did not look at Maureen when she entered the room. She herself was turned on but she had not yet decided whether sex would follow the beating.
She looked at her husband’s bare buttocks as she took the cane from the cupboard and proceeded to bend the cane and slash it through the air.
She smiled to herself as she saw Chris’s buttocks twitch.
“Bend over,” she ordered and Chris lay his upper body on the bed.
The number of strokes in any caning was not pre-announced so as Chris started to anticipate the first stroke he had no idea how many would follow.
Maureen lined the cane up across his backside before raising it high and slashing it down. THWACK!
She waited several seconds in between strokes but THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! put three more red lines across Chris’s behind.
The caning was stinging like hell but his erection was not diminishing.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
Maureen was getting incredibly turned on as she saw her husband’s buttocks collecting red marks.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
She had delivered twelve stinging strokes and Chris’s arse was burning and he twisted and groaned and tears were in his eyes.
Still, the cane whistled through the air THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
She took a moment to admire her handiwork before saying, “Stand in the corner, hands on your head.”
Chris was longing to rub his caned cheeks but struggled up and made his way to the corner and placed his hands on his head.
Maureen was so wet and it would take very little to make her cum but she prolonged her own and Chris’s agony by sitting on the bed and gazing at his striped buttocks.
He was so wanting to put his hands to his arse but knew not to do so.
He then heard the unmistakable sound of Maureen removing her clothes, his cock stiffened in hope and anticipation.
Maureen was longing to be fucked and she had decided that his fifteen stroke caning had been sufficient punishment, for both of them.
She was now naked and she moved behind him and he groaned as she ran her hand gently over his caned arse.
She then kissed the back of his neck and he could feel her large tits pressing against his back as she reached in front of him and took his cock in her hand.
“Please fuck me,” she whispered in his ear and she lay on the bed with her legs wide apart.
A delighted Chris removed his hands from his head and gave his arse a brief rub before looking at his wife’s quite hairy bush, she did shave it a few years previously but neither of them liked it like that.
The tingling in his arse seemed to add to the excitement in his erect cock as he moved up the bed between Maureen’s legs.
His rigid prick slid without effort into her soaking cunt and they both groaned in pleasure.
As she suspected a while ago it did not take many thrusts of his cock to make her cum for the first of what she hoped would be a few times.
They fucked hard and fast and the bed was creaking as Maureen had a second orgasm and she was in the process of having a third when Chris spurted spunk into her.
They lay slumped together and his cock slowly softened before dropping out of her cunt, the bedspread would need stains removing from it because both of their juices were deposited on it.
The cane had remained against the wall but Chris admired his wife’s big bottom as she picked up the instrument and returned it to the cupboard.
Chris did not sleep on his back that night and sitting down at breakfast was painful but the latest use of domestic discipline by Mr. and Mrs. Mills had led to a great fuck.
It might well be her arse that next feels the cane across it but they were both glad that they had kept the cane just for disciplinary reasons because although it was a huge turn on they thought the eroticism of it was added to by it just being an instrument of punishment.
