Matriarchal Authority.

Males who grew up with a strong female authority figure in their lives through puberty and early adolescence often miss the strong hand of this disciplinarian. Many are "at sea" without regular discipline sessions and they develop bad traits and nasty habits, which left unchecked, make for a lackadaisical man.

The strap when used judiciously and efficiently applied to the male is an excellent aid in maintaining a proper attitude toward female authority. A leather paddle as well as a cane and riding crop can also be useful implements in training. The sting of the strap applied to the posterior with vigor is an excellent reminder of who is in charge but any good implement (strap, paddle or crop) will get the desired results.

Males by nature require discipline and authority to maintain proper work habits as well as manners and above all a deferential attitude towards the females in their lives. Without a routine reminder men will find themselves sliding into slothful habits and become both lazy in the house and churlish in attitude unless brought back to reality by a strong female personality with a firm hand for discipline. These " boys" will benefit greatly from regular visits to a matriarchal authority figure.

Married males as well as single males often do not have this matriarchal authority in their lives so they have to search for a caring dominatrix who understands their needs. A husband may be ashamed to ask his spouse to assume this role or she may be uncomfortable or unwilling to accept the role of disciplinarian. Single males should have a completely shaved pubic area and wear a chastity device but that will be discussed at another time. Either way once the authority figure is found regular visits should take place for these men to ensure a correct attitude is maintained.

Married men who visit a caring dominatrix should have a clean-shaven scrotum. This serves as a reminder there is a dominant figure in their lives and it will heighten pleasure when engaging in sexual intercourse with their spouse. A shaved scrotum will probably go unnoticed by a wife but it will be a constant reminder to a male requiring discipline. The act of shaving reinforces the disciplinarian’s role during absences and creates both a sense of dread and excitement when preparing for a discipline session.

A session should begin with a punctual arrival and lowly task such as boot polishing, bathroom cleaning or laundry being assigned. When these tasks are completed to the matron's satisfaction he may be rewarded with the task of waxing canes, oiling a whip or polishing a leather paddle. When these tasks are done he should be instructed to completely undress and fold his clothing and place it in a neat stack.When completely naked he will be instructed to stand at attention with hands clasped upon his head.

At this time matron with cane in hand will instruct, with touches of the cane to spread his legs for scrotal examination. The cane's curved handle will prod the penis and force the scrotum upward for inspection. A light tap on the thigh will give encouragement to spread his thighs for a good view. No doubt he will become aroused and should be admonished for his lack of control over his erect penis. This is a good time to ask if he has been masturbating and remind him that he must be disciplined for his nasty habit.

A sound schoolboy strapping should be administered to those masturbating hands and it should be of long enough duration that he is scolded partway through so as to feel the growing sting of the strap. He should maintain the count of strokes and thank his mistress profusely when done. When the palm strapping is finished he should be instructed to get on his hands and knees in preparation for his backside to be strapped. An excellent way to heighten suspense is to have a large mirror so he can see his mistress with the punishment implement and a large clock with a second hand should be in view During this strapping he should be admonished for his lack of control and instructed to kiss the toes of matron's gleaming boots.

At the conclusion of the strapping a couple of cane strokes or cuts with the crop may be administered to emphasize authority.

At this point a brief respite may be in order as matron is seated comfortably in a chair. This time may be spent in chiding the miscreant or it could be spent in quiet contemplation. In any event the wayward male should continue to have his deferential position reinforced by his mistress.

A good exercise would be to have the male worship her gleaming boots. Prodded with the tip of her cane or crop the male should be instructed to lick each boot from toe tip to top and down to her heels. Prodded again he should be told to deep throat each exquisite heel and mouth each toe. This exercise should continue to matron's satisfaction.

If the male has been suitably trained he may be instructed and guided in body worship or the visit may be concluded.

Depending on his disciplinarian's mood he may be allowed to masturbate either un-lubricated or with the assistance of a mentholated rub such as Vicks or any other liniment which will provide a stimulating discomfort. In any event the male should leave satisfied, suitably cowed and looking forward to his next visit.

Worthy words from a caring disciplinarian:

“There lives on this earth no man who would not benefit from having the naughty boy spanked out of him”.

I had a lot of strong authoritarian School teachers, especially nuns, when I was in grade school. Also throughout the rest of school too.

It's always been the most anxiety for me to get punished or have a BDSM session with a dominatrix. By far the most excited scare and anxious.

I don't get them very often but when I have had them it's it is always ball busting. It usually has some foot worship in it too but not always. It never has sex. It's neither one of us is interested in.

One lady who moved away about 8 or 9 years ago. She really enjoyed kicking guys in the balls. That look at women's feet. We would meet up for lunch somewhere and she'd get me a number of times. And sometimes we'd meet up in a parking lot or a private place somewhere. I would grovel on her shoes before I took them off and kissed the feet that were going to ball bust me.

I have been obedient to females all my life. Mother, sister, wife and her family.

I think my mom would agree 100% ( she passed 5 years before I met my wife)

I was led through life by six older sisters and a very strong-minded mother. This exposure to strong women continued with the Nuns at School. I knew no different until I left home and entered University. I feel very fortunate for the exposure, it taught me well. Mom turned out to be a loon taking her frustration out on me with the diaper usage I endured. None the less I know all is good with me and very strong women. Not sure if Mom would agree, she always treated me like I was challenged.

There are many places where I would disagree with the first post. However, I do not consider a woman as an authority to be bad. During my childhood and teenage years, my mother was an authority for me. She had a lot of knowledge which she shared with me. She explained many things to me. But she also used corporal punishment when I broke the rules.

It was normal for me that my mother spanked me. Among my friends, the mothers decided on corporal punishment, but the father would spank the child. My mother didn't wait for my father to come home from work. If she decided that I was to be spanked, there would be preparations for the punishment and then the spanking.

Besides my mother, two women spanked me when I was a child. One of them was my teacher, the other was my aunt. In both cases I did not protest, even though I was very embarrassed. In both cases, the women exposed my buttocks. It was very embarrassing for me that they could see my bare buttocks. However, I was taught that a boy must submit if a woman wants to give him corporal punishment,

While my dad was the main spanker in our family, my mum was certainly no slouch in that department. She used to spank me if I misbehaved while dad was out (no "Wait till your dad gets home"), and she also took over as the main spanker during the months when my dad was recuperating from injuries sustained in a road crash (I was about 10 then). During that time, if dad thought I needed a spanking he'd tell my mum to do it. When he was fit enough to return to work again he then reassumed the role of the main spanker. Even so, mum still spanked me if I misbehaved while dad was out.

I was spanked by female teachers in primary school, the last one when I was 8.

I have written before about my early days in foster care and for my foster aunt was definitely the Matriarchal authority I grew up with, even her husband was subject to her control. Enemas were very much apart of their lives and while she was the dominate figure when it came getting her bowels washed the roles were reversed. And when I became a part of their family as it was made very clear that was now their little boy I would be getting my bowels done with the enema. It wasn't nice and I wouldn't like it, but she was going to do it. I had no idea what she was talking about. What was an enema and what were my bowels?

The next day I found out, and she was right. It wasn't nice and I did not like it.

My mother was 6 years older than my father. He left all discipline to her. Mother's favourite punishments were soap up my bottom, spanking with wooden kitchen spoon, and large soapy enemas.

i was often put in a nappy and rubber panty as part punishment, with large piece soap in my bum.

Enemas were very much apart of their lives and while she was the dominate figure when it came getting her bowels washed the roles were reversed. And when I became a part of their family as it was made very clear that was now their little boy I would be getting my bowels done with the enema.

Enema is also a way for women to show their power. My first enema was given to me by a woman neighbor. I was 3.5 years old then, but I remembered it. I was constipated and my mother was helpless about it. A neighbor visited us and decided what to do. She brought an enema bulb. Then there were preparations, and then they briefly explained to me what was going to happen. Mom undressed me and put me over her knee. That woman did an enema. Then my mother decided about my enemas. When I was constipated, my mother at some point decided to give me an enema. I had no say in the matter.

Interesting to read!

I've played with two males in my life... one my dear high school friend Max, the other boy I met late in college. Both extremely submissive. Max's mother was quite a strong personality from what I saw at his house. Friendly with me but stern with Max. Maybe that accounts for his obedient nature when we played doctor? The other play partner, never met his mother.

I myself am extremely submissive, with women that is, but I can't say that my own mother was a particularly dominant figure. Both my parents were distant, not super involved with my life beyond providing the basics, and pretty black & white about everything. That's a story for another day.

I'm referring to med fet here btw... spanking and punishment haven't played a role in my sexuality up to now. But the more I chat with certain people on Zity, the more open to it I am. With the right person.

@GraceT An interesting pair of male friends from totally different backgrounds.

My question: Did you practice discipline with them?

My mom was the only spanker in the family. Her discipline was very harsh. She would not hesitate to pull out a wooden spoon or hairbrush and give me an ass beating to remember. I've never experienced a spanking that hurt as badly as the ones I got over mom's knee. She stopped only when she felt like it and no amount of begging or pleading or crying made any difference. As a result, I started to see women as having the role as natural disciplinarians. Although I am a switch and have given far more than my share of spankings, when I think of a disciplinarian, I think of a lady.

Even now many years later, when I see a wooden kitchen spoon, it brings back very vivid memories of the blistering's. I got.. The hairbrush has a similar effect. Even seeing one innocently handled before it's normal purpose makes me worry.

She stopped only when she felt like it and no amount of begging or pleading or crying made any difference. As a result, I started to see women as having the role as natural disciplinarians.

My mother did the same. She always told me how many hits I would get and nothing could change that. I could beg for mercy, scream and cry - it didn't change anything. My mother wasn't cruel, she was just consistent. She said that if she gave in to me once, she would teach me to avoid responsibility. She also said that spanking must cause pain, and screaming and crying are natural in such a situation. I also associate a woman with authority. However, I convinced myself that there are women like my mother and women who cannot be like that.