Husband Asked for a Woodshed Whuppin’

I was going back and forth as to the title for this blog. Between “The First Trip to the Woodshed in 2021” vs. the title now on the post. The reason the current title won out was due to the unusual request from my husband.

For those of you who follow or have read our blog before, and have read about the infamous trips to the woodshed for Joey, you’ll know that they are not experiences he’s eager to receive.

While he may “ask” for a woodshed whuppin’ by his actions and/or attitude, he has never verbally asked me for one. That is until just the other day, when he came up to me and earnestly asked if I could please find a time that worked for me, to take him to the woodshed.

But there IS a backstory…

The first part of it is that Joey has earned himself a trip to the woodshed. Actually been owed a trip for a little bit. But even in the past, when I’ve told him he is getting taking to the woodshed, he won’t remind me during the times when it would be convenient for me to take him there. He’ll try to fly under the radar, until there are moments when we can’t go to the woodshed, then he’ll act up again. What a brat!

The second part of this back story…an awesome reader of our blog who goes by the moniker “Leathersmith”, reached out to us and thanked us for sharing our lifestyle on our website. As a token of his appreciation, he offered to make and send us a leather punishment strap for Joey’s errant behind. How generous! So I gave him some thoughts about length and basically told him that if it was similar to my razor strap but with a handle, that would be helpful and easier for me to hold when spanking.

holding the wicked strapWell, Leathersmith recently finished this fine leather art of ass destruction and sent me a video of it before shipping it. OMG it looks amazing and quite ominous! It almost looks like two thick leather razor straps together but with a nice leather handle connecting them at the bottom.

Joey knew the strap was getting made but neither one of us had obviously seen it. So, when I got the video of it, I called Joey over to my computer and showed him the video. His exact words were, “Oh man, what the holy hell is coming my way?” He nervously chucked, walked off, and went about his day. But later that night when we were on the couch and watching TV, in all seriousness he asked me if I could please find time to take care of his woodshed whuppin’ that he has coming. What?! LOL

It didn’t take him long to do that math. He knows that if I wait to spank him until AFTER this strap arrives, then that strap is going to part of his woodshed whuppin’! That strap isn’t even here yet and it is already causing him to worry. I love it!

Initially I actually had every intention to take him to the woodshed before the strap arrived, but I didn’t give him indication that I was going to do so. I just told him that I “might just wait until my new strap arrives.” Just to make him sweat a little bit. I had planned on taking him to the woodshed the Saturday before the Superbowl as we were having some friends over and I figured I’d just take care of his spanking AND have a very well behaved husband for the get together.

Italian Leather Belt

So later that Saturday night, I brought down my belt, my black leather punishment strap and the wicked switch. But while watching a movie, I came down with a monster headache and wasn’t up to giving him a full woodshed whuppin’. But much to his chagrin, I did pick up the wicked switch and had him bend over the coffee table at which point I gave him 10 lashes to remind him to behave on Sunday.

the wicked spanking switch


The lashes worked like a charm. And normally that would have probably kept him in line for another week or even longer as the marks from the switch last for a few weeks. But he knows that strap is a-comin’ and so he started again with ASKING for his woodshed whuppin’. I asked him why he was so eager to go to the woodshed and he did confess that he was hoping I would take care of it before the strap arrived. I told him that he did realize that even if I DID take him to the woodshed before it arrived, that it would be “on deck” for the next trip to the woodshed. He said he figured as much, but that would be then and this is now. LOL  I just love my husband so much.

boxes in delivery truckAt that point, I once again planned on accommodating his request and taking him to the woodshed before the strap’s arrival, but then I got an email from Leathersmith with the tracking number and thought…it would be a shame to make that strap have to wait to teach Joey a much needed lesson, after traveling all that way. So with that, I called Joey over and told him, “I decided to go ahead and give you your woodshed whuppin’.” He took a breath but I could see the relief in on his face as he simply stated, “Ok.” Then I continued, “Right AFTER my new strap arrives.” Oh the look on his poor face. I almost felt bad for him. Almost.

He asked when it would arrive and I told him. He gave kind of an accepting grimace and walked away. Saying something about needing to go finish making some Wicked Switches – Side note: We offered to send Leathersmith a Wicked Switch, after Joey made them, as a token of our appreciation for the strap.

Well, last week the strap arrived at our off-site mailbox. I told Joey to find time to drive over and get it. Kind of in the vein of having to go get your own switch, belt or strap for your own whuppin’, I thought.

When he came home, he opened the box and let the strap slide out. And immediately said with a chuckle, “That dude is trying to kill me.” Then he handed the strap to me. Oh. My. Goodness. I felt the weight and flexibility of the leather and just knew right then that this was going to be a butt blistering implement. I decided on its name, “The Wicked Strap” and the corresponding sandals.

It is 24″ long, 2.5″ wide, and each strip is just under 1/4″ thick, so together the thickness is just under half an inch. And get this…it weighs in at 17.7 ozs. Yes! Over a lb of butt blistering, attitude adjusting leather!

wicked punishment strap

We both had a full calendar last week and weekend and for a variety of other reasons, I have set the date for this Thursday, Feb 25th. Plenty of time for him to ponder his comeuppance!

I actually plan on using my belt and maybe another implement before finishing the spanking off with this new strap. Sort of on an exclamation point, if you will. 😉

So…there will be a follow up post coming shortly after Thursday, about his trip to the woodshed and the debut of The Wicked Strap.

UPDATE: New post is up! 1st Trip to the Woodshed in 2021.

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I’m really glad that you like your strap. My beloved looks forward to getting her own Wicked Switch, but please, take your time with it.


I see that Joey makes wicked switches. Do you guys sell them and if so how much?


Thank you Wicked Queen. We just recently began the Domestic discipline along with chastity program, just as of lastnight I have gotten a pretty good beating, with a paddle (that my LOVE made me make) and a crop. She was real pleased with the results afterwards however the redness and bruising seem to fade rather quick, even thought I can definitely feel them today. Is there an implement that would leave marks longer so she can admire her work longer?


Did you get a new pair of sandals to go with that strap those sandals look awesome are they good for spanking also they are mean looking


I wonder how Joey is feeling now, the day before the big woodshed whippin.


Ah…and so my Queen baits me. She knows me well enough that I oftentimes will “go out in a blaze of glory”, throwing caution to the wind (and to common sense). But it has been a little while since my last trip, and while I’ve felt the sting of various implements since then, there is something a little more ominous about this upcoming session. So I don’t want to get too carried away with my “bravado”. Long story short…Yes, I’m started to get a little nervous. lol


I understand the wanting to getting the trip to the woodshed out of the way just to get it over with but when the first couple of hits land it is then that you realize that you were a little to hasty in asking to get it out of the way. Unfortunately by the time that hits it is too late to turn back. But looking forward to hearing about your trip. My trip to the woodshed is coming soon I feel.


Hey Steve, yeah…but I knew it was going to happen anyway. I had earned it a while ago and am very glad that it’s over now. We are actually working on the post about it together. We want to provide both of our perspectives of the event, before, during and after. That should be getting posted this coming week. Good luck on yours! 🙂

peter meng

Maybe you should round the corners on the business end of the Wicked Strap


Peter, I know it’s hard to tell from the picture but the edges of the leather itself are rounded and the corners are what we call “clipped” ever so slightly. I could have rounded the entire end, like with a semicircular arch. However, the general aesthetic I was going for when making this strap was that of an old razor strop. I also wanted it to have that antique, broken in feel to it. Still, I was careful to not leave any sharp points on the hide itself because I didn’t want anyone needing sutures from its use.


I don’t know about everyone else, but I’m dying to read about the woodshed whippin! I hope there’s pictures of the damage m

John Hopkins

I love the imagery in your writing about belting and strapping your naughty boy and the sandal associations aspects are next level sublime.

I miss my good spankings since my wife passed about a year ago.



Thank you for the lovely strap! Corporal punishment has cemented our FLR in the past year or so. Todd has learned to accept his whippings with the following conditions: The 20 punishment whacks do not begin until he is already weeping. If he begs me to stop, we start over again. If he has even a partial erection we start over again. If often requires 20 or 25 whacks on his bare behind until he is adequately broken and ready to accept punishment, the the 20 whacks that follow are pure punishment delivered very hard. I make Todd count the whacks out loud as they are delivered, and he often cannot sit for 36 hours or more.


Oh Wicked Queen! We really need to have dinner, and discuss domestic discipline, with our husbands paying attention and paying the bill!

Todd is still receiving “maintenance” and “punishment” paddlings from me, It’s quite ironic that a 105 pound woman can reduce a 175 pound man to tears BEFORE the real paddling even begins! I love the tears, it shows that Todd is broken and ready resigned to accept his discipline. I make sure the paddle strokes are very hard and distinct. I’m good at hitting the same red spots over and over. I wait a few seconds between spanks, let his buttocks twitch, fear build, as he anticipates the next hard whack. I often sentence Todd to a day wearing my pink panties after DD, as a reminder that he’s mine

the humiliating nature of our DD has brought to the raw surface other submissive qualities in my darling husband. You may find this interesting! It’s a complete surprise and delight to me that my big strong husband LOVES my smelly little bare feet! I’m a marathon runner, and a morning showerer, so Todd is expected to rub my bare feet, and lately he cannot control himself from smelling and kissing my bare feet, I KNOW they smell horrible and cheesy, I’ve had that issue since puberty, and I get so excited rubbing my feet all over his face!

todd admitted he likes being tickled! Wish granted Todd, except I restrain him, and darn sure he comes really fast, so he’s super sensitive! You have to see it to believe it, he starts out all horny, but soon he’s begging me to stop, and eventually….yes tears! Once I broke Todd with the paddle, I can get his tears flowing with a good punishment tickle too

lastly, no whipped husband is fully owned until he is trained to clean up the lovemaking mess every time. I deny him orgasm 10 days at a time, allow him to finish inside me, but he is a real sight as he’s forced to lick up every last drop and swallow it all.

Todd would do anything I asked, and I’m thinking of some more ideas I’d love to try! Do you think other men being involved would be a relationship killer? My ultimate idea involves another man! Todd will agree if I tease his red paddled buns and tickle his nipples!


We haven’t and wouldn’t invite another person to our bed, but it’s a rush teasing and tickling Todd until he agrees to become bisexual for me! The paddling, panties, tickling him mercilessly until he agrees. It’s all about female superiority and leadership in our marriage, I break him, he agrees to the unimaginable, but we have our fun roleplaying the forbidden activity.

I did paddle Todd with my sister present on two occasions. I was afraid I went too far. He was rude and mouthy, my sister (who knows I discipline Todd physically) even jokes that I better take the edge off his sassy attitude. Sooooo, I gave him “the look” and told him to retrieve the paddle. It adds to his fear and intimidation when he must retrieve the corporal punishment tools, and the surprise was……I ordered him to strip in front of my sister! His face was so red, but he obeyed me and stripped naked. He faced Tina and apologized, but she witnessed his paddling. His erection quickly disappeared when the painful whacks began. The red marks became visible quickly, the sound of a bare butt paddling in our living room echoed. Then came the tears. I’ve broken Todd so many times, he knows how this ends, and once the salty tears are down his cheeks, the true discipline begins, and I showed him no mercy, my sister witnessing added to his punishment.


You better believe it! His full nudity and the paddling with my sister present added to his humiliation, not to mention his weeping and yelps of desperation, since he doesn’t exactly know when the paddling will stop, he gulps air as he sobs deeply. I made sure he sat bare baked between she and I for some time after the corporal punishment, as she and I talked. I feel a naked man in the presence of clothed women is obviously a submissive broken man with a very red blistered behind


My wife is a tennis semi-pro! No one can swing a paddle harder than she. Especially when she switches sides and gives me 20 very hard, 2-handed horrific swats with her long paddle. In a punishment spanking I do not get an ounce of mercy.


Hi Joey, I’m wondering if you ever received two woodshed spankings in a short period of time. We were having our daughters wedding in our huge home. J my wife was like a drill Sargent giving me orders. She was under so much tension because she’s a perfectionist. To relieve some stress I answered her sarcastically & and quickly received 75/80 swats with the bath brush! Sooo the very next day I thought I’d be safe and made a wise crack about her being a neat freak! In seconds I was put otk and received 50 swats with her special wooden paddle! I yelped and screamed like a baby and fell to to floor in tears afterwards! Those hard strokes on an already tenderized butt were too painful to describe here! I literally saw shooting stars as the pain hit its peak! Needless to say I walked on egg shells before and after the wedding for many weeks! It was the worst spanking I ever received from her. Was a spanking ever too much for you?


No, usually after a trip to the woodshed, my sore butt is a good reminder for several days every time I sit or lean against something. But my brain remembers the ordeal for at least a month afterwards. So I fly straight. I do recall on a couple occasions smarting off a day or two after a harsh spanking. On both occasions it had been a while since my previous spanking, and I my smart alec response, was just a habit. As soon as I said it, chills went through my spine as she turned around with a “are you kidding me right now look”, to which on BOTH occasions, I apologized emphatically, dropped to my knees and started kissing her feet. If not for my sincere response, I’m sure being taken to the woodshed again so soon, would’ve been severe.


As a man, I need discipline. I accept to be disciplined in whatever way is needed. Yes, men do need to be disciplined. I support it 100%. A man has a little boy inside that still needs said discipline. Because we are men does not mean that we should escape answering for our bad behavior. I need my butt spanked red sometimes, even to the point of tears. I need to learn that certain behaviors are not tolerated. I’ll take a “woodshed” spanking. I am not above a women. I am not special. My behavior must have consequences. If I act out like a Bad Little Boy, take care of me. — Very good post.


Silent punishment? We had sleep over company for 3 nights. And of course on the first night , I drank too many Manhattans and made a fool of my self in front of the company. So later that night , she stuffed my underwear briefs , into my mouth , to stifle any screams & sounds from me. And slowly and accurately gave me 30 very hard strokes with her favorite thick cane. She always manages to apply 2 or 3 strokes below the trunk line onto my calves which would cause me to scream if it weren’t for my muffled mouth. Naturally, the next 2 nights I Drank soft drinks. Do you ever purposely aim for Joey’s calves when punishing him?

William Alfano

Just like Joe’s. I enjoy getting a whopping behind the woodshed by my best friend

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