Punishing Ginger When She's Bad - Sex Stories

Punishing Ginger When She's Bad

If you've read my previous stories, you know that I am involved with two women on a regular basis. My wife, Janice and I have been married for more than 6 years. My s****r, Ginger and I have been lovers for over 11 years. She also lives with Janice and I, and we share our bed. But any f****y can have only one leader, and in our f****y, that would be...me! I both demand and expect Janice and Ginger to obey all of my rules. Now that doesn't mean they don't have any freedoms. In fact, they pribably enjoy more freedom than most married couples. But I have my rules and I expect both of them to follow and obey my rules without question. And here we have the problem. The other night, Ginger broke one of my f****y rules, one she knows she is not allowed to do. When we were, she gave me the gift of her body and she promised herself to me alone. Over the years, I have allowed her to be with otherbwomen, but I hold her to her promise to me. In fact, I demand her to keep that promise. On Saturday, Janice and Ginger went clothes shopping at the mall. According to Janice, they were in Victoria's Secret, when she struck up a conversation with another man. One she just met in the store. Janice knows the rules and she was right to tell me about her having a conversation with another man. Now I'm not unreasonable. I know that during the course of her days, she will talk to other men. But those are business conversations, ones that she must hold in our world today. But she is not allowed to ...

... just have a casual conversation with any man she meets. So this disrespect had to be delt with swiftly. I called Ginger into me office. She came in, nude as I expect them to be when we are home alone. She approached my desk, dropped to her knees and lowered her head to me. I walked over to my loving little s****r, stroked her soft hair, and told her we needed to talk. I asked, "Ginger, you know I love you in such a special way. You are the first woman I ever made love with, so you hold a special place in my heart." Ginger whispered, "I know that, sir. Are you mad at me about something?" I drew my hand back and slapped her hard across her soft cheek. The crack couldbbe heard throughout the house. She started to cry, but stopped short and returned to her kneeling position. I grabbed her chin, looked her in the eye and yelled, "Don't you speak to me without permission! Do you understand me?" Holding back her tears, she whispered, "Yes, sir." I told her, "Janice tells me that you had a casual conversation with a man you did not know at the mall. Is this true?" She lowered her head and said, "Yes, sir. But I didn't start it. He approached me and started talking to me. I was just being polite." I smiled at her, "Ginger, my love, you know the rules. Are you allowed to talk to strange men?" "No, sir," she said softly. "So you broke my rules, then? Don't try to hide this." "Yes, sir. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to break them," she said. "But you did break them. And that's not right, is ...