The Discipline of Love

(Bold means Kian is speaking, Italic means Aira is speaking)

Aira’s POV

“Again Aira, you did it again.” Kian shouted, bursting into our bedroom. He had found out I’d tried to break into his social media accounts to check his chats. “Why do you keep breaking your promise?” he shouted, snapping me out of my guilt-ridden daze, “I thought you and she had something” I mumbled, trying to justify myself, though deep down, I knew I was wrong. His eyes softened “You could’ve asked me, darling. I would’ve made you feel secure. But this? This is not acceptable.” “I'm sorry, it won’t happen again”

“WE WILL MAKE SURE IT WON’T” he said firmly. A shiver ran down my spine. “What do you mean?” I asked. “We’ll talk, but first, let’s eat. We’re both hungry” “Can we dine out? Please. Dinner is on me. I just want to make it up to you.” I requested. “Okay”

In the restaurant,

“Your holidays start tomorrow, right?” “Yes, yes, let's plan something fun, what say?” “No, this time we are staying home” “Why? No, we have to go” I whisper yelled. “No Aira” he said firmly. Something felt... off. He had never said no to me before, not once. So, I preferred to stay quiet, maybe he has planned a surprise or just wants to take a break.

The waiter came with the food, we ate silently, only a few sounds of the utensils. But with him, even silence felt peaceful. I had to fix this, had to learn to trust him. I couldn’t afford to lose him.

Soon we reached home.

While I went to change my dress, he was on his phone. When I stepped out, he was sitting at the edge of the bed, lost in thought. “You’re not sleeping yet?” I asked. “We had to discuss something, remember?” “Yes, but can’t it wait?” “No, come here” He said, patting his lap. It was one of our unspoken rituals, whenever he had to explain something serious, I sat on his lap. It made things... softer. I slowly slid on his lap, trying to read his eyes. “Don’t worry, love. We won’t do anything you don’t want. You’ll give clear consent — every time. Okay? Use your words, sweetheart.” “Ye.. Yeah” “Good. Now, don’t interrupt for a few minutes while I talk. You can ask for changes or say no to anything after. Deal?” I nodded “Words” His voice was unusually stern. “Yes.. Yes”

“Okay, so since your holidays are starting tomorrow for a month, I have also applied for a vacation for a month and got it approved. In this one month we will work on your trust dynamics. Maybe I can’t change everything in this one month, but something can be changed. You want to know what we are going to do?” “Yes” I said, biting my inner cheeks nervously. “Today... you'll get your first spanking, and...” I started fidgeting with my fingers, my head bowed, nerves buzzing under my skin. He slowly made me face him, with fingers under my chin “Look at me darling, I want to make sure that you are okay and I don’t want to upset you or stress you, you know that you can deny me, right?” “Hmm” I could manage to say only this much. “Okay. Let me continue. After today’s spanking, starting tomorrow... you’ll be diapered and not just as a dress but to use it wherever and whenever required. I will monitor everything. You’ll hand me full authority — and follow my lead without questions or hesitation, and in the last few days of your holidays I’ll potty train you again. Slowly. Gently. I’ll guide you back but this time, you’ll lean into trust, not fear. You can deny it now, and today’s spanking is just a test if you won’t pass it, then tomorrow’s thing won’t be done even if you agree. Okay. Now answer. And answer carefully” “I agree” I blurted, faster than my thoughts could catch up. My heart raced. “Are you sure? I mean you don’t have to pressurize yourself about this. You can take few minutes to...” “I am ready” I cut him in between, if this will make me trust him a little more, then be it, and even I can decline anytime, and I know he won’t hurt me, ever.

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