When I got back home that morning, I found my husband quite confused and somewhat frightened. Which is understandable of course, since he had no idea where I was and what I was doing whole night. 
I have learned that physical punishments are not very effective unless such punishments are very hard and intense, but since I am not into such harsh pain infliction, my game is quite different. I like to mess with his mind and it is quite effective. He did not ask too many questions, which was fine since I planned to keep him in the dark, at least for few hours. We sat at kitchen table to have a cup of coffee. He was quite silent but I saw the curiosity bursting out of his eyes, and it made me wanna burst into laughter, but I managed to contain it.
I told him that I fully understand why he was so late for our lunch, but I also told him that I do not care for excuses, and that he has to make it up to me. "Yes Maam, just tell me how and I will", he replied.
So I gave him following tasks, prepare breakfast for both of us then clean up the kitchen, vaccuum clean the apartment, prepare lunch, do the dishes after lunch and in the afternoon, while I take a nap, write a fictional kinky story. The last task surprised him, for the rest he was already used doing it. He asked me what kind of story, and I told him that I will tell him later, after lunch. With no complaints, he got up and started to prepare breakfast.
To be continued...
Anne