Lily is a housewife in the 1950's who has lost the ability to self-motivate in her daily routine. Without any clear idea of the 'tiger' she is awakening, she pushes her husband to the point where he cannot help but notice how slovenly she has become. His reaction to this is to take her to task by means of a spanking which she at first finds on-turning. However the punishment has been so long in coming and is so well deserved that it has the potential to get out of hand.
This is where Lily's friend Charlotte steps in. By making sure that she incurs a spanking from her own husband Geoffrey, she is able to engineer a joint session in which Lawrence will not be tempted to go overboard. The success of this 'co-operative' punishment leads to the involvement of other couples, where wives are brought forward one after the other for an exemplary public spanking.
“Come here,” said Lawrence.
Lily obeyed. It was the first time in months she’d obeyed with any vigour.
Lawrence allowed her to stand in front of him.
“I’m tired of your spoilt, selfish, careless attitude,” he said, holding her gaze with his and speaking slowly and emphatically. “You have a job to do here in our home, and as your husband I expect you to do it properly. Instead you mooch around with your face down to your ankles, and for no other reason than that you’re bored. Well I’ve got news for you. That’s what being an adult is like. Do you think I always like my job? No. But I still do it to the best of my ability because it puts bread on our table. I don’t have the luxury to get bored. And from now on, you’re not going to have the luxury of any bad attitude. If you don’t obey me, if you don’t do what you’re supposed to do in your long days on your own here, you’ll get spanked.”
Lily still didn’t believe he would do anything to her. “Where did you get the idea from?” she asked, somewhat breathlessly.
"I didn’t need to get the idea from anywhere,” Lawrence answered sternly. “It’s something I should have done a long time ago.”
Lily felt another surge of damp between her legs.
Lawrence reached out, took hold of her left arm, and pulled her towards him. “Over my knee,” he said.
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