Real punishment: whipped in the garage.

There came a time when I flat out forgot to do something that she had requested (ordered) me to do.
Even now, I forgot what that was.
But I won't forget the consequences.
"Real punishment .." she said, and ordered me to strip and we went into the garage. She tied together my hands and attached a rope to them, which hung from the rafters and pulled the rope down, so that my hands were above my head.
Then she got out a whip that I did not know she possessed and ...

After fifty lashes that left me wailing and sobbing in real tears, she left the garage, left me hanging there ...
for what seemed like an hour, before she came back, and released me.