My husband and I are in disciplined marriage. He is the head of the household and I follow his lead and obey him. I dress modestly since we married because before marriage, I used to dress to reveal almost everything. He said that in order to honor him, I must dress modestly. No low cut tops or mini skirts. I once bought an outfit that he thought was too revealing and not only did I have to return it but I received a spankng for disobeying him.
Discipline is a natural part of our marriage. If I do something that breaks the rules (and there are many), I am punished. I receive a maintenance spanking every morning. I am allowed to wear a nightgown, no pj's because I am to be available to him at any time. We get up, and he puts me over his knee to receive my spanking which lasts about 5 minutes. At this time he reminds that I am to obey him at all times. I am then put in the corner while he showers and gets ready for work. After that I make breakfast for the two of us and he tells me if he needs me to do anything special during the day besides my regular chores. If I don't do them, I will receive another spanking after dinner, corner time then put to bed early like a child.
We went to a neighborhood BBQ a week ago. It was a good time and because it was only a few blocks away, we walked rather than drive the car. I had a few beers and on the way home, we were frightened by a large dog barking at us in his yard. Well I hadn't peed before we left the party and I suddenly squirted pee and it ran down my leg. I gasped because I scared myself and he asked what was wrong. I had to admit that I had wet my panties, in fact I couldn't stop and I was soaked. I started crying because I had wet myself. He took me by the hand and walked me home very fast. I have to admit that the intial wetness and warmth actually felt nice after the first shock of wetting. But now I was scared because he seemed angry with me. We got home and he told me to get into the bedroom immediately and stand in the corner. Now I knew I was in trouble.
He came in a few minutes later and had me stand in front of him. He started scolding me that I had wet my panties like a child who couldn't control themselves, that I didn't know how to act when in public and then proceeded to pull down my shorts then my very wet panties and put me over his knee. What I didn't see when he came into the room was he brought the paddle. Usually my spankings are just with his hand except for special occasions when he uses the paddle. He had it made especially for me to make sure it covered all areas of my bottom. He started using the paddle and it hurts so bad that after a few strokes, I peed on his lap, wetting his pants!!!! He was infuritated and paddled me so hard and long that I couldn't breathe. My bottom was on fire!!! He then made me stand in the corner, still with wet panties around my ankles and forbid me to touch or rub my bottom. I was to stay there until he told me I could move. He left the room and I heard the front door close. But I still didn't dare move.
About 20 minutes later he came back and I heard some bags rustling but I couldn't leave the corner.
He took me into the bathroom and peeled off my clothes, still scolding me how I acted like a child. He ran water in the bathub and made me get in. He washed me from head to toe making sure he cleaned me very well between my legs. It was very humiliating to be treated like that. He even shaved between my legs! He got me out of the tub, dried me off and marched me back into the bedroom. He left then came back in a couple of minutes later with a bag. He laid me down
on the bed and pulled out...a diaper! I started screaming no and in return I got a couple of good swats on my bottom.
I was literally sobbing like a baby begging him not to do it but he told me that I was to obey him no matter what! He slipped the diaper under me and fastened it tight. I was told that I would be wearing diapers for the next week as my punishment except if I had to have bowel movement. I begged him not to do it but that earned me 2 weeks of wearing diapers! He put me to bed..I had to sleep on my stomach. As a result, I find myself wetting the diapers without realizing it and I am beginning to like wetting myself like a child. The warmth of the pee feels so good and the diapers keep the warmth in them. I'm afraid to tell him that I now like wearing the diapers.