I thought I should post about what happened yesterday morning before I left for work.
For work-day mornings I have a number of rituals that bitch-boy must follow which, as well as providing me with amusement and pleasure, are designed to firmly remind him of his relative status compared to me, before he begins his day without me while I am at work. There is a detailed description of the rituals in my soon to be published (on Lulu.com), 2nd volume of diary extracts. However my reason for posting is that I occasionally administer a deterrent punishment before leaving for work and I did so yesterday.
When I was ready to leave the house, I instructed bitch-boy to go up to the bedroom and prepare himself for a caning. He looked confused and asked what had he done wrong. I answered that he had done nothing wrong but I felt a deterrent punishment would be good for him, to remind him of what happens if he does do something wrong. He answered timidly that he already knew. I responded that I nevertheless wanted to be certain there was no doubt in his mind.
Minutes later, at 7:50 am, he was strapped face down on the bed, a 15 inch foam tube under his hips to raise and stretch his buttocks. Between sets of 5 hard cane strokes, I lightly ran my fingertips down his shaved perineum and balls causing his little cock to twitch in his tight restrainer tube – no doubt because he has not cum for 12 days.
There is something very decadent about delivering a punishment so early in the morning for no other reason than deterrent. I left the house with a big smile and was wonderfully set for the day ahead.