Bienka was a sweet lady. She was kind . she tended to be very reserve. She and her husbend don had a vibrent relationship. She worshiped him and he addored her.
She was a wonderfull mom. She was a great house keeper. The house was always well maintained. She was a great cook as well. She was at stay at home mom ever sence there oldest was born. She had worked in the past abd could if times got tough. She was very smart . she had a English digree and had worked multiple jobs. She could do almost anything.
Bienka was sweet and atentinitive. She was practically a perfect wife. No one is perfect. While at times he considered her near perfect but she did mistakes. If you asked don something he disliked about her. While he hated to talk ill about her, there was something that she did that really irked her.
Because he was away at work during the day, she took care of erends. She got groceries and paid bills. She took care of everything. She was very efficient. She did use the van quite frequently. The van was mostly her vehicle.
She would take out the van and forgot to fill the tank. She would drive it home and it would be near empty. When he took it out, it had almost no gass. He would have to fill it. Some times it pratically ran on fumes until he made it to a gass station.
“Hunnie, before you go home, you need to check the tank. If it needs to be filled, fill it! I dont want the van to stall out especially if you were driving it without me. I dont want you and the kids stranded. Before you head home, check the tank. ” he told her.
“Ok. I will. ” she assured him. “Please do. This is important! ” he tried to conveigh to her. “I know it is inportent and i will. ” she insisted.
Sure enough ,the next time he took out the vehicle, it was near empty. “Hunnie! We talked about this! I though you understood. This is importent. ” he told her.
She promised that she would do better. He wanted to believe her but she had a really bad tract record when it came to this. He decided to give her another chance.
She did good for a while. It apeared that she had turned a new leaf. He has been sceptical at but she had done well. He let his guard down.
She slipped back into her old ways. He confronted her. Again she mended her ways for a while. She went back to her old ways again. It kept hapening.
He was at whit’s end. He feared that this could go really bad. She just did not seem to care. She did not realize the negitive remifications of what could happen? This was frustrating him. It started to put a wedge in there otherwise amazing mariege. It was creating turbulence in there romance.
He began to see what he did in the past was not working. He was gettibg very frustrated. It was afecting every areas of there mariege. It could potentially be a death knel to what was an ideal mariege.
He decided that he had to do something different. The satus quo was not working. He considered not letting her use the van. That would hurt him. Sense he was at the office during the day, he could not really get to do the erends. It would punish him more then her.
He typed in google, what to do when wife is forgetful. Some sites listed suggested note cards or a string. Some sugested he keep bringing it up. Basically naging.
He kept checking . he found one idea he never considered. Spanking. The site sugested that if a wife did not live up to exoectation or agreed upon duties then she should be punished up to and including spanking.
He was apalled at first. The thought of spanking his wife was unconscionable. How could he even consider it? This was driving him nuts. It was a direct threat to there hapiness and mariege.
He sat her down and they had a talk. “Sweet heart for now on when i get home, i am going to check the tank. If if is near empty, you will be spanked. ” he said.
“Spanked? Really?” she asked. “Yes. I will drag you over my knee and will spank you. ” he told her. “Please dont. “She pleaded. “Fill the tank and this wont be an issue. ” he said.
At first the threat of spanking worked. She filed the tank. She returned to her old ways again. “Hunnie! Come to the bed room now!” he incusted.
She was wearing a white blouse and blue denim skirt and was barefoot. She came in. “Hunnie! Pull up your skirt and pull down your panties. ” he said.
“Your not going to spank me!” Bienka said. “I have tried and tried. This is the only answer. Now pull out your skirt and pull down your panties now! ” he incisted.
She reluctenly complied. She hyked up her skirt. She pulled her panties to her feet and then took them off. She got on his knee. He curessed her bumm. Then he swated her. He started off slow but then got slightly more rough.
She did not flinch or cry at first. The more intense it got the more she cried. After several swats he stoped. She hugged him and cried on his shoulders. He held on to her.
She started to do better. When she forgot she got spanked. They both seemed hapier. He felt like he was in control. She felt fulfilled. There sex life improved as well..
She liked being spanked. Sometimes she broke a rule so that she could be spanked.
She usualy did fill the tank from that point on. When she messed up, she got spanked. It was rare. It did happen. There mariege seemed to be back on tract.
This story was inspired by a conversation on thr glen beck radio show. He got mad that his wife kept forgetting to fill the tank. This story was born.