It's Wednesday morning. I'll be leaving the house to day for a long golf weekend with my buddies but before I leave, I have been told by Mistress that I will be receiving a spanking. The kids are at school, we are all alone and the stage is set for what may very well be a harsh punishment spanking ... because this spanking is for one of the things that Mistress hates the most .... when I get frustrated by vanilla circumstances in life, and then allow her to be subject to my stress, angst or whatever.
Naked, nervous and anticipating my fate, I will often reflect on what is about to happen, why it is happening and ultimately, how lucky I am to be married to the Mistress Wife of my dreams. The fact that she is my Dominant, my Domme, my Mistress and my wife is something that I take so much pride and appreciation in.
I'm also left to wonder if Mistress plans to perform the monthly milking that did not get done on the second Monday of the month, like it should've.
Wednesday, September 30, 2015
Friday, September 25, 2015
Mistress is leaving town today
Mistress is leaving town today to spend the weekend in the mountains with her girlfriends. A weekend of no kids, no stress, no worries. Just wine, giggles and girl-fun. I am going to miss her terribly but the kids and I will find ways to occupy our time while she's gone.
The only thing is ............ I am still due for a punishment spanking for not having Mistress' coffee ready for her, about 10 days ago, and I am still on stand by for my milking that was supposed to take place on the second Monday of every month .... this month included. Perhaps she will find time in her rush to get out of town to take care of some unfinished business. perhaps not.
The only thing is ............ I am still due for a punishment spanking for not having Mistress' coffee ready for her, about 10 days ago, and I am still on stand by for my milking that was supposed to take place on the second Monday of every month .... this month included. Perhaps she will find time in her rush to get out of town to take care of some unfinished business. perhaps not.
Tuesday, September 22, 2015
Edge time
Just now, as Mistress was blow-drying her hair, she summoned me into the bathroom. "Edge yourself", she said. I retrieved the lube and placed the bath mat on the floor behind her and just to the side. I removed my shorts, put some lube in my hand laid down on my back behind her. She said "did I say you could do that?" I got to my feet, walked over to her and asked if I could do my edging on the floor behind her. She grinned and said "yes".
I resumed my position on the floor, laid back, closed my eyes, spread my legs and began to stroke myself, slowly to the edge. After a short time of tenderly bringing myself to the edge, I knew I had to stop. I opened my eyes and Mistress was staring at me. I stood, washed my hands, kissed her neck and thanked her. She thoroughly enjoyed it and so did I.
Off to shower and to insert my plug (it's Tuesday).
I resumed my position on the floor, laid back, closed my eyes, spread my legs and began to stroke myself, slowly to the edge. After a short time of tenderly bringing myself to the edge, I knew I had to stop. I opened my eyes and Mistress was staring at me. I stood, washed my hands, kissed her neck and thanked her. She thoroughly enjoyed it and so did I.
Off to shower and to insert my plug (it's Tuesday).
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
3rd time this year
It happened innocently enough and was not planned. Mistress was lying in bed, in my arms when she realized she forgot to set her alarm. When she reached over to the nightstand, the dim glow of the TV illuminated her naked body from behind. Her naked back and bottom where just too much for me to resist and I lean over and started planting soft little, worshipping kisses on her ass. One of my favorite things to do. I was admiring it and was involuntarily running my fingers softly over the perfect flesh. She let out a soft moan and instructed me to continue. She didn't have to tell me twice.
I continued to worship her body. I was so much in lust for her at that very moment, I asked if I could enter her and she surprised me and said enthusiastically said yes. She rolled over onto her back so I could enter her missionary style. This is my all time favorite position because I get to be face to face with. I love to look into her eyes as I enter her.
I won't bore you with the details but moved in and out of her with an enormous amount of love and passion and when I was near the edge, I informed her that I was close to cumming. She held me, looked me in the eye and said "well cum then". My eyes widened with excitement and I actually said "Really?" When she said yes again, I continued making love to my beautiful wife with deliberate, reckless abandon. Out of instinct, when I was about to come, I said "Mistress, may I cum?". She said "cum for me baby."
I began to orgasm inside of her with what seemed to me to be the longest orgasm I ever had. I was just so beautiful. I was relishing the moment. Savoring every second of it. I was allowed, no encouraged to have an orgasm while inside of her, which as you may know, is a rare thing indeed. I was so deep in love, so deep in subspace, so much in awe of her that I actually had trouble walking afterward.
It was the 3rd real, full orgasm she has allowed me this year and the first time this year I was allowed to cum while on top of her, looking into her beautiful eyes. It was magical. Thank you so much Mistress.
As an aside, this past Monday was "milking day" in our house but because of circumstances beyond our control, it wasn't to be. She reminded me this morning, as I left for a conference out of town, that we still have a milking appointment that needs to happen.
Have a great rest of the week everyone.
I continued to worship her body. I was so much in lust for her at that very moment, I asked if I could enter her and she surprised me and said enthusiastically said yes. She rolled over onto her back so I could enter her missionary style. This is my all time favorite position because I get to be face to face with. I love to look into her eyes as I enter her.
I won't bore you with the details but moved in and out of her with an enormous amount of love and passion and when I was near the edge, I informed her that I was close to cumming. She held me, looked me in the eye and said "well cum then". My eyes widened with excitement and I actually said "Really?" When she said yes again, I continued making love to my beautiful wife with deliberate, reckless abandon. Out of instinct, when I was about to come, I said "Mistress, may I cum?". She said "cum for me baby."
I began to orgasm inside of her with what seemed to me to be the longest orgasm I ever had. I was just so beautiful. I was relishing the moment. Savoring every second of it. I was allowed, no encouraged to have an orgasm while inside of her, which as you may know, is a rare thing indeed. I was so deep in love, so deep in subspace, so much in awe of her that I actually had trouble walking afterward.
It was the 3rd real, full orgasm she has allowed me this year and the first time this year I was allowed to cum while on top of her, looking into her beautiful eyes. It was magical. Thank you so much Mistress.
As an aside, this past Monday was "milking day" in our house but because of circumstances beyond our control, it wasn't to be. She reminded me this morning, as I left for a conference out of town, that we still have a milking appointment that needs to happen.
Have a great rest of the week everyone.
Sunday, September 13, 2015
Dreams
I try not to burden people with a recount of my dreams because, well, frankly who cares? But ....
It's not uncommon for me to have dreams that are directly related to my submissive dedication to my Wife. Especially when I am allowed/instructed to sleep wearing my butt plug. My thoughts/fantasies/dreams, when I have them, always include and are centered around Mistress K. and my dedication to her in my marriage. Before marinating in the beautiful lifestyle I am in currently, I'd have sex thoughts and dreams that have included others exclusively but not any longer. Now, like I said, every fantasy/thought/dream about sex is centered around Mistress K. in some fashion or another, even if those thoughts/fantasies and dreams include others as well. It's not something I consciously control (who can control their dreams) but rather that has occurred in me naturally, which I attribute directly to marriage.
Of course many of those dreams are highly sexual in nature, but not always. I had a dream last night that was not a sex dream, although I felt a great amount of passion from it. It was a punishment endurance dream. It wasn't long and not very clear, but it was rather profound. Here goes .....
I was naked and bound in a standing position in a room, facing a wall, nose touching, supposedly somewhere in our home. I could hear noises and everyday "normal" conversation that I would normally hear in my home yet I instinctively could tell I was isolated and nobody knew I was in there. Or they knew but didn't seem to care. It was clear that I was enduring the most grueling and meaningful punishment/disciplinary event I had ever experienced with my Mistress. There were no lights in the room but there were a couple of small windows that allowed daylight into the room. I don't know how I got there. My wrists and ankles were cuffed and attached to the wall, and so was my waist. I was alone. The room was chilly yet I was warm. Then I heard a door opening that sounded like a jail cell door. The room was bathed in more light for a moment and then suddenly the door closed and Mistress walked up behind me. She was in a good mood, clearly happy with how her "normal" day was going outside the room and engaged in pleasant small talk with me as she moved about behind me. As if we were having dinner together.
She grabbed my hair and gently but firmly pulled my head back to whisper in my ear ... "you're doing great pet. You only have 10 hours left. You're doing great." She then gagged me and then proceeded to give me the most severe and intense spanking I had ever received. Nothing at all like anything I had ever experienced before. I was literally brought to tears, begging for her to stop ... but she continued. She wasn't angry. She upbeat, even playful. It didn't appear as though I was being punished for anything specific, yet still, the severity continued. Then she stopped.
She ran a wet cloth over my ass, legs and back, which at first was soothing, then began to sting intensely as if it were rubbing alcohol or something. She whispered in my ear, in a voice that dripped with love, comfort and appreciation ... "I love you so much for doing this for me. For us."
My ass, legs and back burned. She held me tightly from behind, kissed my back gently and then gave me one last intensely painful swing of what was clearly a paddle ... and left the room.
This was not a sex dream. It's not uncommon that I have an erection when being punished, even when it is very intense. There was no erection in this dream. I was left bound, incredibly sore from standing, my skin stinging from what just happened, and yet I found comfort, even smiled a little with the knowledge that I only had 10 hours left to endure what was clearly a test that Mistress felt I needed to be put through. I was scared shitless .... I also felt comfort in my safety.
It's not uncommon for me to have dreams that are directly related to my submissive dedication to my Wife. Especially when I am allowed/instructed to sleep wearing my butt plug. My thoughts/fantasies/dreams, when I have them, always include and are centered around Mistress K. and my dedication to her in my marriage. Before marinating in the beautiful lifestyle I am in currently, I'd have sex thoughts and dreams that have included others exclusively but not any longer. Now, like I said, every fantasy/thought/dream about sex is centered around Mistress K. in some fashion or another, even if those thoughts/fantasies and dreams include others as well. It's not something I consciously control (who can control their dreams) but rather that has occurred in me naturally, which I attribute directly to marriage.
Of course many of those dreams are highly sexual in nature, but not always. I had a dream last night that was not a sex dream, although I felt a great amount of passion from it. It was a punishment endurance dream. It wasn't long and not very clear, but it was rather profound. Here goes .....
I was naked and bound in a standing position in a room, facing a wall, nose touching, supposedly somewhere in our home. I could hear noises and everyday "normal" conversation that I would normally hear in my home yet I instinctively could tell I was isolated and nobody knew I was in there. Or they knew but didn't seem to care. It was clear that I was enduring the most grueling and meaningful punishment/disciplinary event I had ever experienced with my Mistress. There were no lights in the room but there were a couple of small windows that allowed daylight into the room. I don't know how I got there. My wrists and ankles were cuffed and attached to the wall, and so was my waist. I was alone. The room was chilly yet I was warm. Then I heard a door opening that sounded like a jail cell door. The room was bathed in more light for a moment and then suddenly the door closed and Mistress walked up behind me. She was in a good mood, clearly happy with how her "normal" day was going outside the room and engaged in pleasant small talk with me as she moved about behind me. As if we were having dinner together.
She grabbed my hair and gently but firmly pulled my head back to whisper in my ear ... "you're doing great pet. You only have 10 hours left. You're doing great." She then gagged me and then proceeded to give me the most severe and intense spanking I had ever received. Nothing at all like anything I had ever experienced before. I was literally brought to tears, begging for her to stop ... but she continued. She wasn't angry. She upbeat, even playful. It didn't appear as though I was being punished for anything specific, yet still, the severity continued. Then she stopped.
She ran a wet cloth over my ass, legs and back, which at first was soothing, then began to sting intensely as if it were rubbing alcohol or something. She whispered in my ear, in a voice that dripped with love, comfort and appreciation ... "I love you so much for doing this for me. For us."
My ass, legs and back burned. She held me tightly from behind, kissed my back gently and then gave me one last intensely painful swing of what was clearly a paddle ... and left the room.
This was not a sex dream. It's not uncommon that I have an erection when being punished, even when it is very intense. There was no erection in this dream. I was left bound, incredibly sore from standing, my skin stinging from what just happened, and yet I found comfort, even smiled a little with the knowledge that I only had 10 hours left to endure what was clearly a test that Mistress felt I needed to be put through. I was scared shitless .... I also felt comfort in my safety.
Friday, September 11, 2015
Not dead ......
Hello everyone. It's been more than a couple of weeks since we last were together here and I have missed the joy that comes from giving you a look inside the joy of my marriage to my Mistress.
I've never felt comfortable apologizing for whatever time I may have been away. I think it presumes that anyone really gives a shit, and I so never want to be perceived as wrongly assuming what I say or do here is that vital. That being said ...... I'm sorry for being away for 2 1/2 weeks ---
Everything is wonderful in the Mistresses house ... especially since our last conversation (previous post) and the elevated manner of her leadership. I was properly punished for the behavior that led up to the conversation in that post. She has masterfully still not allowed me to cum or ejaculate n any fashion. Even after the many weeks worth of intense, almost constant edging and teasing I was put through. Yes, I do want release more and more everyday, but with her guidance, that desire for release is not at all a source of frustration but rather a source of growing strength in our relationship. Yes, I still want to be objectified sexually by and for her amusement. Yes, I still wish that she would take my ass with her strapon like the submissive little bitch that I am for her at times, but now, that continued and growing desire enhances and deepens my love, respect and desire for her.
During my time away, I have been able to keep up with some of my dear friends and their triumphs, new experiences and tribulations. I am in awe of some of the things you have done, and for others, my heart aches for you as you struggle with the issues you have right now. I love you all.
Even now, I am in a rush so I will say goodbye for now. I can't wait to be able to re-engage in a more normal routine and frequency of communicating with you all. See you again soon!
SHIP
I've never felt comfortable apologizing for whatever time I may have been away. I think it presumes that anyone really gives a shit, and I so never want to be perceived as wrongly assuming what I say or do here is that vital. That being said ...... I'm sorry for being away for 2 1/2 weeks ---
Everything is wonderful in the Mistresses house ... especially since our last conversation (previous post) and the elevated manner of her leadership. I was properly punished for the behavior that led up to the conversation in that post. She has masterfully still not allowed me to cum or ejaculate n any fashion. Even after the many weeks worth of intense, almost constant edging and teasing I was put through. Yes, I do want release more and more everyday, but with her guidance, that desire for release is not at all a source of frustration but rather a source of growing strength in our relationship. Yes, I still want to be objectified sexually by and for her amusement. Yes, I still wish that she would take my ass with her strapon like the submissive little bitch that I am for her at times, but now, that continued and growing desire enhances and deepens my love, respect and desire for her.
During my time away, I have been able to keep up with some of my dear friends and their triumphs, new experiences and tribulations. I am in awe of some of the things you have done, and for others, my heart aches for you as you struggle with the issues you have right now. I love you all.
Even now, I am in a rush so I will say goodbye for now. I can't wait to be able to re-engage in a more normal routine and frequency of communicating with you all. See you again soon!
SHIP
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