Straight Male / 32
My Own Humiliation
My wife threatened to tell her girlfriends that she spanks me. She also threatened to invite them over next time I get spanked to see what a sissy I am. I didn't want to endure this public punishment with people I know. So, I begged her to let me come up with my own punishment. She agreed but had three stipulations. 1.) It had to be public with someone I didn't know. 2.) It had to be extremely embarrassing and humiliating for me. 3.) It had to be approved by her so she could make sure it was severe enough. She said, "better make it good Sissy Boy or I'll be on the phone with my friends and you will go over my knee in front of them and you will get the strictest hairbrush spanking you have ever gotten on that sissy bare bottom of yours."
I knew she meant business so for the next week my punishment was all I thought about. I was so embarrassed to come up with my own punishment. I was beside myself thinking of ways I could minimize my humiliation and still come up with something that would satisfy my her.
Then the next Friday night she took me out to eat at a popular restaurant in town and we had a nice meal together. For a while I thought she reconsidered or maybe forgot. But before we ordered desert she looked up at me and sternly but calmly said. "It's time to tell me what you came up with for your sissy punishment." "Let me just tell you up front. I don't want any stammering or whimpering or anything. I want you to tell me clearly and concisely, but very politely what you came up with." "Do you understand me sissy boy?" "Take a deep breath and just tell." "I know your embarrassed and nervous, but just get it out." "You won't be nearly as humiliated tonight as you will be when you actually do it anyway."
I took a deep breath. My face was beat red with embarrassment. Then I started...
"Ma'am, I've been thinking about my punishment all week and I think it would do me a lot of behavioural good if you took me to a town where we didn't know anybody. I will take a Princess tiara, a pink princess tutu, a sign that I will make that says -SISSY BOY- in big black block letters and a Twinkie snack cake. "Go on Sissy Boy." She said. "I'm intrigued." I took a nervous gulp and continued. "When we get to the town and there's a fast food place. Pull up to the machine where they take your order. While you order something I will slip on the tutu and place the tiara on my head. Then I will take the Twinkie out of the wrapper and stick the snack cake halfway in my mouth and let it there. Then I will hold the sign that says -SISSY BOY- up so it can be seen by the girl at the window. I will make sure she can see the tutu the tiara and the Twinkie. I think it would also would be effective Ma'am, if when we came to the pick up window if you said something like-You think his face is red now that will be nothing compared to how red his bottom is going to be when I get him home and we have a discussion with my hairbrush. "There it is Ma'am." I felt like such a sissy for making such a thing up. "I hope it's punishment enough." I hung my head in total embarrassment and looked around hoping no one heard me.
"I like your punishment Sissy Boy." She said as she chuckled. "But you ought to be ashamed of yourself for thinking up such a naughty sissy thing." I only have one thing to add to it." "You will wear the tiara and the tutu all the way home and hold up your sign. Then when we get home you will stand in the corner in nothing but the tiara and the tutu and then you will ask me very politely to give your bare sissy bottom a good hard hairbrush spanking." And I will do it. By the way Sissy Boy you may have dodged a bullet this time but remember my friends are just a phone call away."
My wife threatened to tell her girlfriends that she spanks me. She also threatened to invite them over next time I get spanked to see what a sissy I am. I didn't want to endure this public punishment with people I know. So, I begged her to let me come up with my own punishment. She agreed but had three stipulations. 1.) It had to be public with someone I didn't know. 2.) It had to be extremely embarrassing and humiliating for me. 3.) It had to be approved by her so she could make sure it was severe enough. She said, "better make it good Sissy Boy or I'll be on the phone with my friends and you will go over my knee in front of them and you will get the strictest hairbrush spanking you have ever gotten on that sissy bare bottom of yours."
I knew she meant business so for the next week my punishment was all I thought about. I was so embarrassed to come up with my own punishment. I was beside myself thinking of ways I could minimize my humiliation and still come up with something that would satisfy my her.
Then the next Friday night she took me out to eat at a popular restaurant in town and we had a nice meal together. For a while I thought she reconsidered or maybe forgot. But before we ordered desert she looked up at me and sternly but calmly said. "It's time to tell me what you came up with for your sissy punishment." "Let me just tell you up front. I don't want any stammering or whimpering or anything. I want you to tell me clearly and concisely, but very politely what you came up with." "Do you understand me sissy boy?" "Take a deep breath and just tell." "I know your embarrassed and nervous, but just get it out." "You won't be nearly as humiliated tonight as you will be when you actually do it anyway."
I took a deep breath. My face was beat red with embarrassment. Then I started...
"Ma'am, I've been thinking about my punishment all week and I think it would do me a lot of behavioural good if you took me to a town where we didn't know anybody. I will take a Princess tiara, a pink princess tutu, a sign that I will make that says -SISSY BOY- in big black block letters and a Twinkie snack cake. "Go on Sissy Boy." She said. "I'm intrigued." I took a nervous gulp and continued. "When we get to the town and there's a fast food place. Pull up to the machine where they take your order. While you order something I will slip on the tutu and place the tiara on my head. Then I will take the Twinkie out of the wrapper and stick the snack cake halfway in my mouth and let it there. Then I will hold the sign that says -SISSY BOY- up so it can be seen by the girl at the window. I will make sure she can see the tutu the tiara and the Twinkie. I think it would also would be effective Ma'am, if when we came to the pick up window if you said something like-You think his face is red now that will be nothing compared to how red his bottom is going to be when I get him home and we have a discussion with my hairbrush. "There it is Ma'am." I felt like such a sissy for making such a thing up. "I hope it's punishment enough." I hung my head in total embarrassment and looked around hoping no one heard me.
"I like your punishment Sissy Boy." She said as she chuckled. "But you ought to be ashamed of yourself for thinking up such a naughty sissy thing." I only have one thing to add to it." "You will wear the tiara and the tutu all the way home and hold up your sign. Then when we get home you will stand in the corner in nothing but the tiara and the tutu and then you will ask me very politely to give your bare sissy bottom a good hard hairbrush spanking." And I will do it. By the way Sissy Boy you may have dodged a bullet this time but remember my friends are just a phone call away."
