Below is a spanking story about one such lady, who had a change of mind.
Jane Monroe was standing before the secretary of the Wives Of Spanking Husbands Club, she wasn't actually a member, but had heard about the club about three weeks ago and decided that it might be a club she would like. She knew that her husband had talked of divorce, as he couldn't stop her from spending all of his hard earned cash on anything and everything.
She had been put on probation, by the club and would be entered as a full member after one month.
She stood there thinking about her little ordeal with her husband. An ordeal that she didn't like.
Marcy got a dues form out of the desk drawer. "Do you want to pay your dues?"
She stood there thinking about her spanking. How had it all begun.
She had come home from buying a dress. It was to be sent around to her the next day. She entered the house. She tried to think of a way to get her husband to say okay to the purchase. He was talking on the telephone. "Yes Paula, she bought what. A dress. It cost her how much. No, I think you can just keep it. She won't be needing it."
Paula was a member of W. O. S. H. and all members of the Women Of Spanking Husbands club always notified the member’s husbands whenever wives did anything that they shouldn't have done. Such as: Buying expensive cloths, lying, searing, stealing, jaywalking and more than 50 other wrongs.
Jake, Jane's husband hung up the telephone. Jane stopped as she took off her coat and hung it up in the closet. "JANE MONROE."
Jane jumped, he had yelled at her quite loudly. She walked over to him. She could see he was quite distressed. She cuddled up to him to try and calm him down. "Yes lovey."
Jake stepped back. "I understand that you spent a fortune on a new dress you don't need."
"Um, Ah. Mm. I do need it."
"Need it." He grabs her by the ear and marches her into their bedroom. Opening her closet door, he points to the twenty dresses she already has. "What part of need it don't I understand."
"Um, Ah. Mm." Again she fumbled for the right word.
Jake looked around the room. He hadn't ever spanked her. But he knew all about W. O. S. H. and was an auxiliary member. As all husbands where. He had been briefed on the aims of the club. Then he saw it, Jane's old wooden hairbrush, sitting on the vanity table. He walks over to the table and picks up the brush.
"What are you going to do with that thing?" He taps it on the palm of his hand. "I think it's time to put the dictates of W. O. S. H into use and use his authority under the clubs bylaws and spank his wife."
She steps back and puts her hand over her backside. "Noooooo."
Jake walks over to Jane and grabs her by the arm. He then pulls her over to the bed and sits down, she falls over his knee. "No, wait. I don't think this will be necessary."
She tries to get up. His left hand pushes her back down over his knee. "Noooooo." is all she screams.
Jane can feel her dress raising over her waist. "Please Jake. I'll be good in the future. I'll watch my spending."
His fingers go into the back of her panties and down the go. The bristles of the brush rub against her ass cheeks. She starts to cry before even one swat.
"Boo Hoo. Boo Hoo. Boo Hoo. Boo Hoo. Boo Hoo. Boo Hoo. Boo Hoo. Boo Hoo."
He raises his arm into the air, Jane looks back at him. "Please don't."
Jane tightens up her ass muscles; She also tries to get up again.
Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch. Oh my Jake. Please stop." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch. I've learned my lesson and won't ever, ever be disobedient again." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch."
As Jake tanned his wife’s backside. Jane kicked her legs violently, as she struggled to free herself. But to no avail. Her hand went back over her ass. All that did was get one swat of the hairbrush on the palm of her hand. It shot away from her ass in pain.
Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch. Jaaaaake, Noooooo." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch."
Jane thought that she would lose her mind. The pain shot through her ass and up her spin. She was having trouble even thinking straight.
Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch."
The spanking over, Jake let Jane up off her knee. She fell on the bed and cried until suppertime. Jake had made dinner, as he knew she wouldn't be in any condition to fix anything. She said nothing during the entire meal. She had to sit on a pillow.
After dinner was over, Jake got up from the table and started to wash the dishes. She sat there on the pillow. Her ass throbbing. He turned around and looked at her. "Jane my dear. I suggest that you go and fix yourself up. You may have forgotten, but tonight’s the monthly meeting of W. O. S. H.."
She got up and they left for the meeting.
Jane stood there in front of the reception desk "Dues nothing!! I quit!!" Jane's backside throbbed under her dress. It hurt so much that she couldn't even wear any panties.
Then she felt Jake standing behind her. "I'll hear none of that. I may just have to give you another spanking." He took his wallet out of his pocket and handed the club president the fifty dollars in dues.
Jane turned to him and stamped her foot at him. "Spank me."
"Okay, if that's what you want." He grabs Jane and pulls her over to a chair and right there in front of everyone at the meeting lifts up the back of her dress and begins her most recent spanking.
Swat. "OUCH." Swat. "Wait! I didn't mean... Oh what's the use. OUCH!" Swat. "OUCH." Swat. "OUCH." Swat. "OUCH." Swat. "OUCH." Swat. "OUCH." Swat. "OUCH." Swat. "OUCH."
Her spanking over, Jane was let up off her man's knee. Standing there rubbing her even sorer backside, Marcy hands Jane the dues payment form. Jane just stands there, that is until she gets a firm swat on her backside. Swat. "OOOOOO."
She then takes the form from March and the two walk into the club meeting. Everyone was looking at Jane, as she walked down the aisle to her chair. On it sat a pillow. On all chair the women where to sit on had pillows on them.