I'm (sort of) ironing my husband's shirts when he turns up to criticise my work! How rude of him! He says that since we're in a traditional marriage (you can tell from my apron) I'll need to be punished, and that this time, a spanking won't be sufficient. Good heavens! What could possibly be worse than spanking? He orders me to strip entirely naked (how embarrassing) and remove my high heeled mules. He intends to iron *me* with a hot iron! He makes me lie face-down on the table, and runs the iron all over my body, all the way down to the wrinkled soles of my bare feet. The burning pain is e... Show more