Description of Discipline for Lateness

One of the earliest lessons for my wife to learn when we married was to be responsible with showing up on time. She knew this was important to me, but she had been raised without a lot of care for being punctual, and her peers weren’t much into it either. Getting her out of the habit of showing up late, and not even calling, was something I took care of within the first year of being together. She knows now that I expect her to be on time, and if something unexpected came up that will make her more than a little late, she needs to call. She may not just keep me waiting.

Being on time is important in running the home smoothly, and I have always treated it as a rule. Disregarding punctuality causes several problems: it displays an irresponsible attitude and encourages further irresponsible actions. It dishonors her husband by making him wait around, often with nothing to do. It also wreaks havoc on plans, and on getting things done according to schedule. I have never been one to plan every minute of a day, but I do plan a number of activities, which may be for myself, her, the whole family, or friends. This is easy to do when everything occurs on time.

Making sure your wife is punctual, even if it is not especially important to you, is an easy rule for her to start learning submission, and being attentive to your wishes. It helps her to remember to listen to you, and that she is accountable to you. I highly recommend this rule for beginners. She should know her day is not her own, but is under your oversight. Along with several other simple rules, it is a good way to develop a back and forth of leadership and submission, as well as getting her used to being disciplined.

These days I rarely spank my wife for lateness, although I did once in the past year. She gave up the habit over my knee. After making me wait inconsiderately several times, and getting corrected for it, she is very attentive to time, and always knows to call or message me if anything unexpected happens. This shows her beautiful submission, and it also makes the house run smoothly. Since it has been a while, I will give you a description of an early spanking session I gave her when she left me waiting. She was still a new wife, and new to discipline. It was also before I began using corner time during discipline, and did a few other things differently as well:

“Alright, we’re going to have the talk I told you about earlier.”

Okay.

“Why don’t you sit down right here,” I said, patting the couch gently.

My wife sat down next to me.

“What are we going to talk about tonight?”

You said the lateness earlier. And that I did not call you.

“That’s right. You left me waiting again. Didn’t I tell you about that before?”

Yes, you did.

“What did I tell you?”

That you don’t want me to come late anymore.

“That’s right. I don’t allow that. It makes me stand around with nothing to do, and it disrespects me. Things need to run well in this home, things need to get done, and get done on time. Do you understand we can’t have that anymore?”

Yes. I’m sorry. I should have thought about it.

“Yes, you should have thought about it. But you didn’t. I’m going to help you think about it in the future. Now I want you to go to the bedroom, undress, and wait for me on your knees.”

Yes, sir.

I have her about 15 minutes kneeling before our bed, to think about what she’d done. Then I came in slowly, opened the door, and quietly walked over to the bed. I sat down before her, where she keeled with her head down.

“Now you understand why you’re going to get spanked tonight?”

She nodded her head. Yes, sir. I’m sorry sir, I won’t do it again.

I patted my leg. “Get over my knee.”

She lay herself forward over my leg, so that her legs hung between mine. I grabbed a pillow and placed it in front of her head where she would need it to cry into. Then I locked my other leg over hers and began to take off my belt. When I had it out I doubled it over, and began her spanking.

“Okay. You’re going to get a lesson now. You know that I do not allow that in this house, woman.”

Yes, sir. I’m sorry. She was beginning to come to tears already.

I gave her five solid swings with the black leather belt across her buttocks, lifting it high, and bringing it down with a smack.

“I have told you this before, and you are going to have to listen this time. You need to obey your man, and you do not leave me waiting like that every again, is that clear?”

Yes, sir. I won’t. I promise.

I lifted the belt high again and continued to crack it down on her bottom. “This is the way I run things, and you need to listen and learn. You arrive on time, and if there is an emergency you call. You do not disrespect your man ever again.”

Her bottom clenched with each smack as I continued to mark time on it with the leather belt.

I won’t. I won’t do it again. She began to cry harder.

“Are you learning your lesson, woman?”

Yes, sir.

I rested my forearm on her bare side, holding her firmly in place, and spread my fingers around her waste. “When do you need to arrive for me?”

I need to be on time. She was dripping with tears, and now grunting with each strap of the belt.

“Will I ever see you leave your man waiting again?”

No, I won’t ever do it.

I strapped her several times with force. “Who do you belong to woman?”

You sir?

I gave her several more hard ones, as she let out a yelp.  “Who does that little butt belong to?”

It’s yours, sir.

“That’s right. That butt’s mine and I will correct you when you ever act like that with me.” I gave her butt a solid smack. “Do you like being over my knee right now?”

No, sir. No.

I lifted it high and brought down another. “Do you want to have to be here again?”

No, please, I don’t.

“Then you don’t ever leave me waiting again. Is that clear?”

Yes sir.

Smack. Smack. Smack. “You do not leave your man waiting, and you call immediately if there is an emergency.”

Yes, sir, I will.

I held her tight with my arm, and with my leg around hers as I have her the last set of strokes, strapping her evenly up and down the bottom, going over it several times until her bottom was glowing hot. She squirmed under several of them, and bit down on the pillow. “Did you learn your lesson tonight?”

Yes sir, she said very quickly.

Strap. “You will not behave that way again.”

No, sir never.

Strap strap “Who is your man?”

You sir.

Strap. “Who do you obey?”

You, sir, I obey you.

Strap. “Okay . . . you can sit up now.”

I opened up my leg so she could lift herself up, and helped her push herself up from her belly to swing around and sit next to me. She sat quietly, most of her tears gone, but sniffling a little and breathing heavily.

I put my hand on her waste and let her sit for a minute. “I gave you that lesson because of your behavior, honey. And because that behavior cannot happen again. You need to learn to respect that, and follow you man’s rules. I don’t think they are too hard for anyone. Your behavior today disrespected me, and wasted my time. Now I think you have a better idea of why that’s important, and you know there are consequences if you do it again . . . I know you can do better, and you’ve told me that you would. You just listen to your man and you don’t need to get spanked again”

I will, I just wasn’t thinking about it today. I should have called you.

“I know. You know what you should have done, and you’ll do it next time. I don’t think I’ll have to tell you this again. And you don’t want to go through this again.”

No, no I don’t, sir.

“You know exactly what to do next time, and you know it’s important. Do you understand what I expect from you?”

Yes, I know what you want. I should have done it.

“I put my arm on her shoulder and kissed her head. You’ll do better. And we’re finished now. I love you, and this problem is out of our way. I think you understand much better now. You’re my woman and I always care for you. I will correct you when you need it, but I don’t ever stop loving you or caring for you, and I will for my whole life.”

That’s the end. They all lived happily ever after. I gave several spankings like that to my wife our first year of marriage, and like I said, since then it hardly ever happens. She takes much consideration of what I say, and how I want things done. She understands, not just with being punctual, but with how I run things in general, to be careful to heed my words, and to let me know if anything happens that would make it difficult to do.

The respect and thoughtfulness she learned over my knee regarding tardiness carries over to other lessons as well. It helps train her to be attentive and careful to do what I say. It reminds her that running the home is a serious thing, and a husband’s commands are not suggestions. I am pleased with the results of those brief times correcting her. They can build up a marriage early on, and lay the grounds for later harmony.