Author's Note:
This story loosely follows on from an earlier submission called "Taming the Brat" although both stories can be read independently.
Miss C was having way too much fun recently having things all her own way and starting to get ideas above her station in thinking that it might be more fun to be in charge more often and indulging in what could only be described as BBB, brazenly bratty behaviour. This was especially true in the bedroom where she had gotten into the habit of calling all the shots, deciding when and how Mr S had sex and demanding that she was creampied the way she wanted each and every time. In general she was spending all her time giggling, wiggling her bum and being a right naughty flirty tease believing that no one was able to control her and her 'make me' behaviour.
Mr S had obviously noted this change in Miss C but had made the mistake of initially dismissing it as another element of Miss C's rebellious nature and her never ending quest to push our shared boundaries. Unfortunately at the same time this 'phase' had started Mr S had also been very pre-occupied with work to do something assertive about it. Although the submissive part of their relationship was entirely mutual, something which he also enjoyed partaking in on the rare occasions they switched roles, this particular phase had run its course for far too long and he decided it was time for him to take back control.
This decision was cemented when Miss C arrived home one afternoon sporting a new and completely unexpected tattoo on the right side of her ribs that read 'Make Me!'. Although Mr S appreciated the not too subtle sentiment he silently made a mental note to make sure that in the not too distant future Miss C was firmly reminded that as well as her bratty side, which was now immortalised for all to see, there was also an equally important submissive element to being a 'bratty submissive' wife.
Mr S started to formulate a plan in his head. He knew Miss C enjoyed browsing various BDSM kink websites of an evening looking for new ideas on what toys she would like to try out next, often leaving not too subtle hints in WhatsApp messages to Mr S about what we should look to use to satisfy our perpetual horniness for each other. Mr S now thought this might be a useful source of inspiration for his plan and used his technical skills to peruse the browsing history after Miss C had finished her latest online window shopping perusal. This offered an interesting insight into the mind of Miss C had what she had considered but had not yet ventured forward as a future plan of action. Time and time again it seemed Miss C was being drawn towards some more adventurous tastes and had started to regularly look at different means of becoming completely bound, helpless and in a position unable to rebuff the advances of Mr S. This was exactly what Mr S was looking for in terms of bringing out her submissive side.
Based on the very extensive browsing history it appeared that this journey had started out with an interest in Japanese rope bondage which, thankfully from Mr S' position as he could barely tie a knot other than his shoelaces, rapidly expanded into investigating some larger bespoke furniture pieces all of which had one feature in common - hard points to restrict movements. One which Miss C appeared to most recently often sought out was something called a Spanking Bench.
Looking at the pictures this was best described as a naughty pommel horse with a flat leather top and a small wooden ledge underneath to rest restrained hands and knees on. Attached to each of the four legs were a set of leather hand and foot cuffs which from the helpful videos on the websites, appeared to leave no room for manoeuvring from the lucky individual tied up to it apart some minimal movement in the head and butt areas. Mr S was not sure exactly why Miss C had never yet discussed this idea with him, it could be the cost or perhaps more likely the fact that by even her standards this was going beyond where she thought she was currently comfortable.
Either way Mr S decided that the current brazen bratty behaviour required a hard reset and what could be better than an unexpected surprise session with a newly purchased Spanking Bench! Mr S selected a bench from a retailer they had used in the past and was even able to customise the colour of the restraints to suit Miss C's predilection for white and pink. A small nod to Miss C's wishes not that she would have much time to appreciate this fact during her first visit.
Mr S specifically arranged a delivery time for a weekend where he knew Miss C was going to be away with friends. This would not only guarantee that she would not be anywhere near the house when it turned up but also that she would be very horny on her return after a couple of days of the usual sexting and being unable to pleasure herself in a shared room. He already knew exactly where it was going to be situated. The spare room was an ideal location as not only did it provide the necessary space to both tie and tease Miss C it was also her only sexual safe space where she could not be touched once she had made it inside when being chased through the house. So not only would it be out of the way of prying eyes it would be added fun to explain to the soon to be tied up Miss C that her safe space was no longer available (at least for a period of time to be determined by Mr S).
Mr S was sure that Miss C in her current mood would be expecting a special re-entry event upon her return and he would be happy to oblige so that she suspected nothing was afoot and didn't think anything of continuing her current bratty behaviour. He decided that the best way to proceed would be to initially happily play along and make out that Miss C was in for a romantic affair involving all of her favourite things. This would lull her into a delicious false sense of security which would be a crucial element in executing the success of the real surprise laying in wait for her.
On the night before Miss C's trip away Mr S was planning/hoping for a big 'will miss you' fuck event but Miss C, true to current form, was only in the mood to tease and whilst being happy to lead Mr S on all day she feigned tiredness when they finally made it into bed.
"I have a long weekend ahead of me and need to be at my best, anyway you will enjoy it even more when I get back if you wait" she said with a naughty giggle rolling over onto her side letting her fingers purposefully dance across my cock as she did, happy having gotten her way yet again. Little did she know how true those words would turn out to be.
The Spanking Bench arrived as promised the very next day, fortunately in nondescript packaging as it took some manoeuvring to get it through the door but a few minutes later it was sitting in the middle of the spare room. Mr S had moved the spare bed over to one side which as hoped allowed for more than enough room for a person to have unobstructed 360 degree access to any side of the bench. He then proceeded to unwrap it from the usual cocoon of shrink wrap plastic and sellotape pausing only to think about how fun it would be to tie Miss C up using this material given its see through nature and annoying level of resilience to the struggle she would undoubtedly put up. Putting these thoughts to one side as the bench was now free from its packaging Mr S focussed on fitting the customised hand and foot leather cuffs to the sturdy metal hoops located at each end of the bench to complete the installation. The smell of new leather filled the room and gave it a new car feel to the whole thing and Mr S could not wait to take this little baby for a ride!
Mr S stepped back and started to familiarise himself with how this new toy would be best employed in the sexual torment and submissive training of Miss C. On closer inspection there was not really much to think about; lay the brat face down on the bench, cuff their arms to the front restraints, pull their knees up onto the ledges and restrain their feet. Miss C would certainly not consent willingly to such actions in her current bratty state but Mr S had a ace up his sleeve. Miss C could never turn down a massage and even though she would have just returned from a weekend at the spa there were some areas she loved to be rubbed that only Mr S was allowed access to. Not only would Miss C not then suspect the leather finish, as she already owned a massage table with the same material, she would also be completely naked which would be ideal given that removing clothes would be a pain once she was fully restrained and there was no way in hell he would be removing even one cuff once she realised the situation she was in. As long as Mr S could make Miss C continue to think she was getting on a massage table up to the last seconds by the time her hands were tied up to the bench it would be too late.
All he had to do was come up with a reason as to why she would need to be blindfolded and the plan would be complete. This would be the most difficult part as Miss C was in general certainly no fan of a blindfold. Granted this was probably down to numerous previous submissive experiences where upon having one put on she would be tickled mercilessly. It was not however these games that were her main concern, it was the fact that she could not see or even sense what was coming next that ratcheted up the tension. Mr S thought this always seemed to make the sensations twice as powerful as Miss C's body reacted to stimulus in a different way when she could not see what was going to be done to her. He certainly enjoyed the extremely submissive statements this elicited from the writhing Miss C beneath him where she shouted promises of all kinds of escalating sexual favours if the blindfold were to be removed. This is why he also planned to only temporarily remove the blindfold at the start of this next adventure just to give enough time for Miss C to fully absorb the situation she found herself in before putting it back on again in time for the fun to well and truly begin.
On the day of Miss C's return and with all plans now in place all Mr S could do was wait and rehearse the loose script he had in his head and the more firm ideas for the games he wanted to play once Miss C was very firmly ensconced on the bench.
Mr S leapt to his feet and met Miss C at the door upon her return and whilst greedily grabbing her arse he planted a deep and longing kiss on her lips.
"Welcome back Miss C, I've missed you and that hot body of yours so much!"
