Hello friends ... I've missed you

Hello friends.  I hope all of you are happy, safe and enjoying yourselves to the extent you can.  I haven't been able to post since last December.  Clearly there has been much going on (it's in all the papers) and for whatever it may be worth to you .... all is well is Mistress K/subhubphx's world ... considering.

For the most part, the entire family has been living together, in close proximity for the past 4 months.  We have just recently ventured out into the real world again as things seems to be "normalizing" (whatever that means somewhat.  Mistress K is still my beloved Mistress Wife and she is still relishing in her role as owner, Dominant and Mistress to her devoted and loving husband.  There hasn't been as much opportunity for us to indulge in the physical aspects of out FLM dynamic, what with the kids always home and all, but the spirit of our devotion and love for each other hasn't waned one bit. 

I do miss sharing O/our experiences with the world and hope to resume doing so on a regular, recurring basis.  I do have a short story to share with you, and in a subsequent post, the ramifications of my failure as a result.

A week or so ago, Mistress K was lying in bed when I entered the bedroom with tall thermos of ice water I am expected to have for her on her nightstand each night.  She was "internetting" and paid me no attention whatsoever.  I went to my side of the bed, removed my clothes, asked for permission to enter her bed then slid under the sheets ... tired and ready to doze.  Mistress had other ideas.

She put her iPad to the side, rolled onto her tummy and said "soft kisses and light bites please".  She likes soft bites, especially when then turn into harder and harder bites.  Even though I was tired and ready to sleep immediately, I dutifully moved to my knees and hovered over her naked and immediately began the process of worshipping her with my soft kisses all over her body.  She loves those.  "Bites" was heard and I immediately knew to place small bites on the familiar places on her body that I know she likes.  As time went on, she insisted that the intensity of the bites increase until I was placed well defined teeth marks in her beautiful, white, freckled skin.  "Stop" she said and rolled onto her side to rub my steel-hard cock, teasing me very skillfully to the very edge of orgasm when of course she stopped.  She rolled back to her tummy for me to resume my biting.  Occasionally she would have me stop biting her so she could edge me several more times, to the point that my balls ached so wonderfully.

Mistress emphatically informed that I would NOT be cumming or ejaculating on this night, to which I replied ... "Yes Mistress.  Thank you Mistress".  When Mistress K. was ready for her orgasm, she had me retrieve her wand vibrator as she rolled onto her back.  She had me kneel between her open legs so I could get a good view of her while she made love to herself.  As her orgasm was building, she instructed me to enter gloriously smooth pussy with my very hard, very eager very trigger-happy cock,  Mistress loves the feeling of a cock inside when cums with her vibrator.  After all the edging, and with the incredibly sexy view in front of me, it was all I could do to keep from coming.  Mistress had 3 glorious orgasms and somehow I was able to avoid cumming through all of it.  When she was done, and before I was allowed to remove my cock from her glorious pussy, she informed that I was not allowed to remove until I was able to thrust inside of her 10 times without cumming.  I am always allowed to take as much time as I need to accomplish this because my beautiful, loving and caring Mistress Wife knows how easy it is to have an accident after all of that teasing and visual stimulation.

Well, I was careless and cavalier on my 10th thrust and although I was allowed permission to remove my cock from her pussy, I couldn't refrain from ejaculating all over Mistress K's beautiful, flat white, freckled tummy.  I was absolutely horrified and when realized what I had done, she was none to pleased that would allow myself to ejaculate without permission, especially after being specifically told that I would not be cumming or ejaculating that night.  It happened, and you may or may not know that this is something very sacred in our relationship.  Mistress K. very much believes in semen retention and orgasm control.  In that my orgasms, my sex, my semen, all belong to her ... if I violate this sacrted condition in our relationship .... well, let's just say it is akin to stealing, which of course is a bad thing.  But .... it happened, and I felt just awful that I disappointed my Mistress in this particular way.

With a scowl on her face and in avery disappointing tone she simply said ..... "We will deal with is problem soon".  With that she rolled over and pulled the covers up over her naked body.  "Go to sleep" was the last thing she said to me that night  ................

I laid awake in bed for hours regretting what I had done.

Looking Back so I can look forward

Occasionally it's fun and exciting to go back over some of the material that I waded through in the beginning during my "research" in the beginning.  Re-reading some of the things that helped Mistress K. and I. get to where we are.  Deeper in love than either of us thought possible.

Below is a link for one such site.  It's called "Caring Domination" and for me, it was a instrumental to my decision to ask Mistress K. to accept my submission. 

http://cair4.com/

There's a quick tour as well, which I also remember being helpful:

http://cair4.com/toursub1.htm

But, it was the following words that spoke to me in the most meaningful way and was the basis for which I asked my wife to accept my submission and her role and the dominant in our life together.

"The ultimate control over a man is not hypnosis, blackmail, tying him up, or any of the male submissive fantasies. The ultimate control is love."

So Powerful

I am so much in love with my wife.  Not just the Mistress Wife that I cherish, adore, worship and obey, but also my beautiful wife.

Just 5 minutes ago, after Mistress emerged from the shower, dried off and put on her pretty panties, she called me into the bedroom and when I arrived, I saw her settling into her Queen chair wearing nothing but her panties.  She told me to lock the door and to come over to her.  A simple instruction to cover her body in soft kisses was all that was said.  Quickly to my knees, I began to cover her body with soft kisses.  From head to toe, lingering around her feet in a deliberate worshipping manner.  One leg was on the armrest and the other was as wide as it could be.  It was kinky, hungry sex ... it was tender worshipping of a beautiful Queen by her loyal, dutiful husband.  Just as it should be. 

Mistress was thoroughly enjoying the therapeutic effect my worshipping provided, but that soon turned into lust and desire.  Mistress ordered me to get her wand vibrator and resume my worshipping while she slipped in a couple of orgasms.  Her first orgasm came as I lingered on her inner thigh with my soft kisses and her second, more intense orgasm came as I was curled u and kneeling on the floor, eagerly worshipping her feet.

After her second orgasm she said "I'm done".  She handed me the vibrator to return to the night stand and just laid back in her chair in post-orgasmic joy.  After a short wait, she allowed me to hold her tight during which I thank her profusely for allowing to worship her this morning, and for allowing me witness her having those two orgasms.  What might otherwise been seen as a small intimate moment between Mistress and sub, will in fact be remembered by me as one of the most beautiful and intense connections with my Mistress ever.  I am one lucky boy!

Fantasies

We all have them.  Some deny having them.  Some relish in them, but we all have them.  During the course of my submission in my FLM, my fantasies have evolved.  The majority of them anyway.  I still have fantasies that involve Mistress taking a female sub of her own, fantasies of watching Mistress make love to another woman and just get lost in reckless sexual abandon.  Fantasies about being among like-minded people in a setting where we could openly be demonstrative in our respective roles.  That sort of thing.

I'll tell you this though, one thing that has happened to me (and I couldn't be happier about it) is that every single fantasy that have, in some significant way, includes Mistress K.  Whether it is her instructing me to perform a sexual act of her choosing, for her viewing pleasure or the pleasure of a guest of hers, being taken anally in the presence and full view of others, or being given a punishment spanking, my fantasies ALWAYS include her.  It was something I recognized a few months ago and when it occurred to me, a giant smile came over my face.  I happened naturally. I didn't coerce myself into it because I felt I had to.  It was something that just happened because, I suppose, of the happiness I fell in my love life with my wife.  What a great place to be!

My favorite current fantasy is really quite simple .... to be summoned into the bedroom by Mistress K.  Then to be allowed the honor of being able to worship her entire body with those soft, tender kisses that she loves so much.  When Mistress is satisfied with the adoration that she has received, Mistress would then inform me that I may do whatever I wish sexually with her, with zero restrictions on what it is I choose and no restriction on my ejaculation or orgasm.  I would choose to lay her on her back, spread her legs, look into her eyes and hold them there while I slid myself inside of her.  I would thrust slowly at first, never once removing my eyes from hers.  Then, gently, firmly and with all the love in my heart I would continue to make love to her without stopping, our eyes never leaving each others, right up to and past the point of orgasm, emptying me seed inside of her.  Boring ... I know ... but OMG so hot!

What fantasies are in your head right now?  I'd like to know.  It could be a fantasy that might likely happen, could maybe happen, will never happen but is still a fantasy, or ???  Please friends, let me know.

Off to the cool rainy mountains again this weekend.  Some but limited access to this blog there but at worst, I'll "see" you all again on Monday.  Have a great weekend everyone.

Stop occasionally and appreciate the things that you have

This morning, I was the first one awake (which is usually the case) in the house.  It was 5am, I had a nice hot cup of coffee and I was cruising the news on the internet.  For some reason, all of a sudden, a feeling of deep appreciation came over me for the things in my life that make me happy.  Here I was, sitting in a beautiful home, with a beautiful family, blissfully living our lives.  The kids are happy and healthy (to the extent teenagers can be), the weather is beautiful because I live in paradise, the cat is even rubbing on my leg showing me devotion and affection. 

Oddly, the cat's devoted demonstration of love got me to thinking.  When I initially started on my journey of interest in and contemplation of a FLM, one of the first tumblr sites I came across was Continuous State of desire.  Here is the link:

http://continuousstateofdesire.tumblr.com/

I knew then that the name itself is what drew me to that site.  What I didn't know then is that a constant state of desire would turn out to be the catalyst for pursuing my own Female Led Marriage.  There was nothing especially different about that the content of that particular Femdom/submale tumblr site. It had all the requisite pictures, some of which where incredibly hot and others that were, well meh.  Yet there was something about the title of the site that caused me to repeatedly return. 

I have said in the past that my primary goal in initially pursuing the lifestyle that we live now, was to be able always demonstrate my desire for the woman that I already knew I loved so much.  I was focused on not allowing the distractions and stresses that naturally come from normal suburban/professional/family/societal life to distract me from being able to naturally always feels in love and in lust with my beautiful wife.

Then one day, during my journey to and research I felt I needed in order to probably propose to my wife that she accept my submission, my then wife (not yet my Mistress) asked an off-handed question about whether we will still want to be with each other after the kids have left the nest.  I knew at that very moment that FLM and my asking her to be my Mistress, accepting my submission and to control all aspects of my sex was the right thing to do in order to avoid even the slightest risk of us growing apart as we raised our family.  So far (knock on wood), the continuous state of desire that I am lucky enough to live in is accomplishing that very thing.  Every aspect our lives together, our family in general, my work, her work is continuously getting better and better with each day.  Never in a million years could I have understood how I could be sitting here in the middle of April, having had only 1 full orgasm in the last (almost) 5 months, feeling so content with my sex life.  So happy and content in my marriage and so much in love and in lust with my beautiful Mistress Wife. 

With all of this in mind, in the supreme quiet of the pre-dawn, I leaned back in my chair, sipped don my delicious coffee and just smiled. 

I love You Mistress!

Do I get enough sex?

After reading a couple of recent blog entries that seemed to focus on the endurance of a few submissive husband that have gone days, even a week without an orgasm, I got me thinking.  Over the course of my FLM with Mistress K., any thought of if, when and how I might orgasm went from the front of my mind to the back of mind.  I frankly don't have any expectation of if, when or how I may be able to orgasm the next time.  It was kind of like watching water come to a boil.  It takes longer when you focus on nothing but it.  I no longer focus on it and I couldn't be happier and devoted and in love to my darling Mistress wife.  I truly do feel honored to have Mistress K. be in full control of if, how and when I orgasm.  That fact alone gives me comfort, warmth and deepens my love for here every day.

It's March 8th, and thus far I have had one full-on orgasm and only a few (3 or 4) ruined orgasms this year.  Don't get me wrong, I am not at all complaining.  Not in the least.  For me there was a transitional point to where I was absolutely able to find please and comfort in giving control of my orgasms to my Mistress Wife, both consciously and sub-consciously.  She has masterfully guided me to be the kind of submissive husband that truly doesn't dwell on my sexual pleasure.  As such, I am getting so much more genuine sexual pleasure in my life than I ever thought possible.  I am able to fully enjoy whatever amount of sexual pleasure Mistress allows me to have, whether it is walking and patting my bottom, or spending hours seeing to it that she is sexually pleasured in all ways, or even having me lay on top of her, look into her and eyes while inside and have a full orgasm. 

Just last night, after a busy day of running the kids around and being a mom and dad, she was in the closet and was changing from clothes of the day and into her jammies.  She heard me in the adjacent bedroom and even though the kids were in the house and not far away, she called me into the closet, ordered me to kneel before her and to worship her nearly naked body with kisses and hugs.  She placed her hand gently at the back of my head and gently but firmly held that way while I worshipped her.  I love that!!  It was less than a minute before she told me she was done with and continue to dress for the evening and eventually.  I stood, and left the closet.  It was so brief yet was something that I consider to be a significant sexual gift that Mistress allowed me to have.  Kneeling before was a very tender moment, and when she allows me to worship her that way, I have this incredible feeling of honor that she allows me to do it. 

Don't get me wrong, of course I still LOVE having an orgasm.  When Mistress instructs me to have a full orgasm, she knows that for me it is almost like a religious experience.  She will usually have me do it the most intimate, loving way, which for me is in the missionary position so I can look into her eyes while building up to and finally having my orgasm.  The tenderness of that moment and the moments that follows are just so ......... well, like I said, a religious experience for me.

I get more "sex" than I could ever hope for.  Thank you Mistress !

Back to the glory of real life

I everyone, I missed you all while I was gone.  I was able to go somewhere that I love and to do something that I love to do (fishing).  The place is so remote that viewing the blog was next to impossible, so please forgive me if I am a little out of sorts while I catch up.

I left on Thursday at around noon.  Thursday morning was intended to allow me enough time to prepare everything I needed for my trip and then a couple of buddies that were going with me would be dropped off, then we would go to our destination.  There was plenty of time for preparation and so when Mistress returned from taking the kids to school, I was prepared and waiting for her.  I was freshly showered, freshly shaved, naked and properly waiting for her to walk in the door.  Before she left to take the kids to school, she asked so she knew how much time there would be before I really needed to begin to prepare for my trip in earnest.  

She returned from school, walked over to me, hugged me, kissed , kissed my neck and cooed with me for a few minutes before going into the bathroom and starting a bath.  I always excited when Mistress starts a bath and we are a lone in the house.  It usually means happiness for each of us.  I know that when Mistress is freshly bathed, she loves to have her body worshipped and for me to place kisses all over her body.  She could lay there for hours while that was happening to her.  Frankly, I could do it for hours because it is an honor and a special treat to be allowed to worship her that.  It is not at all a chore.  In fact, I am erect right now just recalling it enough to type these words here.

AS Mistress always does, she became so aroused after quite some time with me worshipping her naked body and she felt it was time to get busy.  She ordered me over to the chair (the "throne") that she usually watches TV in, sits in when she spanks me, and sits in as I kneel before her to ritualistically pleasure her with my mouth.  It is decidedly her chair.  I was instructed to sit and she walked over in great haste, ordered me to close my legs while she straddled me as she impaled herself on the rock hard object of her affection.  Then, she abruptly climbed off of it and moved up my body to straddle my face, pulling me into her by my hair.  She alternated between my cock and my mouth many times before ordering me back to the bed.  Again, she alternated between using my tongue and my cock for her pleasure until she reached an amazing orgasm.  She took only a few seconds to "recover" she looked at me, pulled her legs apart and ordered me to enter here and make love to her.  She left nothing to the imagination when she ordered to me to fuck her hard and to not stop until after I had emptied my balls into her.  She made/allowed me to orgasm inside while fully thrusting and in way trying to diminish or ruin the pleasurable effects of my orgasm.  When I came, it was as loud as I have ever been when having an orgasm.  The unbelievable joy of being allowed, no being required to be between my Mistress' legs and being inside of her body and being allowed the pleasure of cumming inside her was ..... emotional.  Wonderfully emotional.  Being able to look deep into the eyes of the woman that I love the most while cumming like that, is just such a joyous thing.  I so very cherish the loving gift of an orgasm when Mistress allows me to experience one. 

This next comment is one that happens frequently on the rare occasions when Mistress allows me a full orgasm ......... "that was the best, most powerful, almost spiritual orgasms I have ever had".  I'm sure it (or something like it) will be an apt the next time I am allowed to fully orgasm, whenever that may be.

I love you so much Mistress K.  Thank you for owning me.

Watching Her Sleep

It's nearly 8 am on a Sunday morning and I just went into our bedroom to see if Mistress might be stirring.  I wanted to prepare her coffee so I could hand it right to her literally seconds after she opened her eyes.   She wasn't stirring!  Instead she was still sleeping like a beautiful Angel Baby Goddess.  I couldn't help but stand there for a few moments and drink it all in.

Times like these

Lately, I have been a much more obedient pet and therefore able to deliver a more familiar level of service and pleasure to Mistress K.  I think she would agree.  I feel that way because this morning, while Mistress K. was taking the little ones to school, I was in the kitchen, naked, finishing the dishes and anything I needed to have done before going to get dressed for work.  Once I was done, I called her to tell her that I was ready to get dressed. I do this every morning of course as her preferred way of allowing Mistress K. to decide what I will on or in my body for that particular day.  She happened to be pulling into the driveway and simply said "I'll be inside in a minute.  Wait there". 

When she came in she put her purse down, grabbed me by the hand and led me to the bed in our bedroom.  I was certain Mistress has decided that it would be a good time for a spanking.  I was wrong.  She told me to get on the bed and lay on my back.  When I did, she all but jumped on top of me and started kissing my body all over in a very loving, compassionate almost worshipping kind of way.  Kind of like I do when she tells me to worship her.  She made her way down my tummy and took my cock into her mouth for a second then proceeded to kiss her way back up my tummy and chest to my mouth and kissed passionately.  Then she rolled me over onto my tummy and started kissing and giving me light bites on my bottom.  She would run her fingers and kiss me very lightly over my crack in the most delicious teasing fashion, then continued to caress with her hands and lips.

I wondered what I had done to be such a lucky recipient of such attention from the most beautiful woman that ever lived.  I was in obvious heaven.  While still on my tummy, she positioned her legs between my and very forcefully spread them as wide as they would go.  She then began to grind her pussy against my anus area in a way that mimicked her fucking me.  I was in a different, better heaven.  She whispered in my ear "you want me to do this to you, don't you pet?"  My god yes Mistress, was my reply.  She mimicked taking me that for a minute or so more then rolled me over and pulled her PJ top down to reveal her gorgeous breasts.  She allowed me to worship, suck and kiss them for a few minutes and then abruptly said .... "that's enough.  get dressed now".

On my way to the office, I was so overcome with appreciation that when I got to my office, I texted her this. 

Mistress, I want to tell you how incredibly grateful I am to have you in my life, as my beloved wife and as the one person I so proudly call my owner. I truly relish being your husband and being the one you chose to wear your collar. Thank you Mistress for the loving attention this morning. In times like those there is truly no other things that exist in my mind other than the honor I feel being the recipient of your attention. I want nothing more than to be kneeling while being "warm and naked by your side". 

Love, your devoted husband

 
I am such a lucky man.

Switching roles today

Mistress K. most certainly has placed the "clip on the drawer", which is our private way to communicate that Mistress wishes to temporarily taste the submissive side of things. The amount of time we will be in reversed roles will be determined solely but Mistress K. and at her complete and absolute discretion.  Those are the rules. 

Before we were a FLM, Mistress K. and used to switch roles when we played D/s games.  Plus, Mistress K. keeps hearing me prattle on and on about how awesome subspace is ............ when in the presence of someone that you love more than anything.  I don't think it will be possible for that deep subspace feeling to happen in such a short period of time, but it will be my goal for her. Whether I have 10 minutes or 10 days in a temporary dominant role, that will be my goal.

Not surprisingly, the things that I want to do with/to her are many of the same things she enjoys having me do in my normal sub role.  I feel like having her allow me to worship her pussy and her ass.  Maybe worship her whole body with those all-over baby kisses that she loves (I love them too) so much? 

As an aside, Mistress lost a bet we made the day.  The wager was 5 spanks, meaning I would give her 5 spanks if she lost the bet.  She lost the bet!  I think I'll be incorporating that into my temporary Dom-ness. 

There will a point where she hands over the dominant reigns but before doing so we will have discussed what amounts to limits.  Both limits of where she is willing to go, and limits of where I am ALLOWED to go.  For example, regardless of our temporary status, I will not have the right to unilaterally decide that I am allowed.  Specifically, I will not be.  Also, I will be operating with the understanding that if I were to cross any previously discussed limits line during our role-reversal play, Mistress K. would likely think long and hard about ever wanting to do this with me again.  In short, I'll be required to figure out on my own, where the sweet spot (so to speak) is between my natural sub husband role and my temporary Dom role.  After it is over, it must end up being a thrilling, exciting, sexy adventure for Mistress to want to ever do it again with me, but I will have to be able to figure how get her there on her own.  I can't ask her to tell me what she wants.  She wants to be brought there.

Lastly, I came across this stunningly beautiful picture. 

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It is not Mistress K., but if I already didn't know that it wasn't her, I would be wondering when it was taken of her.  The resemblance is uncanny.  MMMMMMMM

Yep, it's that time again

Being Thankful ......................

there are so many obvious things in each of our lives to be thankful for.  Our families, our friends and everyone that we love and that loves us.

That being said, I think it is important to say who and what we are thankful for.

• I am thankful for my beautiful family.  I have the most amazing kids, the most amazing wife and live a life that I only dreamed of when I was a young man, and was wondering how my life would be when i was the age that I am. 
• I am thankful for being a completely loved husband in a loving Female dominated marriage with Mistress K., and all of the joy that comes with it.
• I am thankful for having been officially collared by my wife, the beautiful Mistress K. just one short month ago.
• I am thankful that Mistress K. owns my orgasms and owns all my sexual activities.
• I am thankful that Mistress K. is not the kind of Mistress that restricts visual and physical access to her beautiful body.
• I am thankful that Mistress K. loves me enough to correct me with punishments each time she believes it is necessary to do so.
• I am thankful for being kept in constant, voluntary chastity.
• I thankful for the ability to be able to express myself in this blog, and for the it's ability to be able to create new friends along the way.  Even though as a group, we are (kind of) "weird", we are a very loyal, lovable and intelligent group and I adore my time spent with each one of you
• I am thankful that each day Mistress decides what I will wear or in my body that will be a constant reminder of my dedication of servitude to her that day.
• I am thankful that today Mistress K. has instructed me to wear both my glass butt plug and my favorite pair of red, lacy thong panties.

I am so looking forward to the future as Mistress K. and I continue to discover the depths of our love and dedication to each other.  I am excited to continue to learn and to continue to have my/our limits tested and expanded.

Happy Thanksgiving to each of you, my beloved friends, followers and lurkers!

Post Script edit .... I've reached a milestone of sorts.  this is my 200th post.  yay!

Pictures of Mistress

One I've shared this particular one with you before .......... from this past summer:

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And this one, which was from the night we had our vows renewal and collaring ceremony.  In this picture, Mistress was giving me one of my gifts right before I was allowed the honor of worshipping her. 

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Isn't she gorgeous???

The Day I was Collared - final

After our officiant left, Mistress K. and I were alone for the first after the collaring.  I have never been more in love and more in awe of my beautiful wife than I was at that very moment.  She was the epitome of beauty and strength.  She stood there in her incredibly perfect outfit.  Her hair and makeup was impeccable and her scent filled the room.  I was standing, staring at this Goddess, reveling in th eknowledge that she had just, officially accepted ownership me as hers.  For me it was a very beautiful, emotional moment to be in that moment with the knowledge of what had just taken place.  I was owned.  I was a slave to the one person I loved the most in this.  To the one person whose pleaure and happiness was what I lived for ... and there she was, standing before me with the obvious intention of using me for sex.  Mmmmmmmm

She was standing in the doorway of the bedroom in our suite.  Again she was the vision of female perfection.  The vision opf lust, strength, power, vulnerability, beauty, grace and love.  She called me over to her.  I walked to her, bare footed wearing my cock cage, the pretty black lace panties that Mistress insisted i wear for the ceremony and the black silk boxers that covered it all.  Also, of course i was wearing the very symbol of my submission and devotion to this Goddess .... my collar.  When i arrived at the doorway, she moved toward me to accept me into her arms.  She could I was wallowing in the joy of the moment and held my head against her breast and hel me tight for a few moments.  It was beautiful.  She was wearing these incredibly sexy, incredibly tall balck heels that made her taller than I was in my bare feet.  She broke our embrace, held my face while looking down on me and whispered instruction in my ear to remove my clothes.  I did and was standing there, looking up to her eyes, wearing only the symbols of my ownership.  My cock cage and my collar.  I moved toward her and she pushed me to my knees and I knelt before her.  She put her hand on the back of my hand and led my face to the parts of her body that she wanted me to tenderly worship with the gentle kisses that she loves so much.  The depth of devotion and love for this Goddess was undescribable.  I get goose bumps right now even just recalling that moment.  It was the afterglow of the ceremony that I had waited so long to have. 

There was so much tender love making that followed that if i were to describe it all here, it could very well be the longest post in the history of posts.  There were of course some moments that I will vividly remember for the rest of my life.  While kneeling before her, she had me remove her garter that held her stockings while I was worshipping her legs and ass with my kisses.  She told me to remove the incredibly sexy and beautiful panties that she was wearing.  After having ceremoniously and slowly lowered them to the ground and as I was gazing at the alter of joy (her beautiful pussy), she pulled me to my feet by my collar and led me to the bed had me stand there while she entered our marital bed.  She subtley indicate that she wanted me to join her on the bed and when i did she grabbed me by the collar and forced my head between her legs.  I had often told Mistress K. that i thought she would enjoy reciving cunnilingus by sitting on my face.  I was never her favortie position in the past, but we had done it a few times recently and she enjoyed it very much.  On this particular night, she was going to enjoy it a whole lot more!!!  It has become one of my favorite things to give her.

After several orgasms Mistress was wanting a small rest so she laid back on the pillows of our incredibly luxurious resort bed and just rested.  She was looking at me with those beautiful eyes and I could tell she was conjuring up something.  Exactly what, i didnt know.  I was returning from the bathroom with a glass of water for her and I and she pulled a pillow into the middle of the bed and motioned me to join her on the bed with the "come here" motion of her finger.  At that moment I was certain that Mistress was going to give me what I had hoped i would receive the most on this most special night.  I was certain that the pillow she had placed in the middle of the bed was for me to on in order to put me in the perfect postion for her to consummate our marriage by penetrating me ass.  My cock grew to rock hard status as best it could being confined in its caged.  I was telling myself that this night couldn't get any better.  My beautiful Mistress was about to symbolically claimed what was hers.  My ass.

It wasn't to be.  Mistress, at that moment had felt that a sound spanking was in order.  I'm guessing that a nice red, sore, stinging bottom would be the third leg of the submissive stool (to go along with the collar and cage I was wearing).  Perhaps Mistress just felt that she wanted to created a certain visual memory in her mind that she could recall upon in the future.  Whatever the reason, it of course did not matter.  I did not display a single ounce of disappointment when I realized it was going to be an ass whipping I was about to receive, and not the tender ass fucking I was hoping for.  It's my place to question her motives.  Especially on this night.  Mistress proceeded to give me a very, very sound spanking.  Probably the stingiest spanking I had had in weeks, and she was enjoying every minute of it.  She seemed to relish in pushing the her own limits when it came to putting the ting in my ass.  It hurt!  When she was done spanking me, she had me walk around the room show she could take in the visual of my red bottom, my cage, and my beautiful new collar.

We made beautiful, tender love for another 45 minutes or so, wherein Mistress had a few more orgasms, mostly while I fucked her with the nice, big dildo she enjoys so much.  When she was spent, she then said to me, get up, get out of the bed and remove your cage. I eagerly got up, went into the bathroom and while was watching, I ceremoniously snipped the numbered plastic locking tab on the cage and slowly removed the tube from my rapidly growing cock.  It was at that moment that I began to wonder what was going to be my fate that night.  Would I be dompletely denied?  Would I be teased unmerciful and then be denied.  Would I be allowed a ruined orgasm.  OMG, shit .... was I about to be required to have a full on orgasm?  That was it.  That's what she wanted from.  I began to panic a little, because full on orgasms are such a rare thing for me, that i frankly much prefer a ruined orgasms if I am lucky enough to be allowed to ejaculate for Mistress.  On this night, Mistress wanted me to come to her in her marital bed, on the night of ceremony, with my new collar on and my freshly reddened ass, make love to her as her husband.  She wanted me to penetrate her and lower mysef onto her and to fuck slowly at first then faster, all the while keeping my eyes on hers.  She knows that doing this is my absolute favorite thing to do.  I love looking directly ito her eyes while I am penetrating her.  She was tender, she was beautiful, she was almost submissive in the way that she commanded me to fuck her until I orgasmed.  I begged her to deny me a full orgasm and if she was going to require an orgasm from, could it be a ruined orgasm?  She just did the shooosh motion with her mouth and reiterated what she wanted from me.  I could feel the pending explosion and at that point, I asked Mistress K. for permission to orgasms, even though she had just told me to.  She smiled with what seemed like pride at my asking for permission when she said "yes you may my pet".  I had never had a longer, better, more intense orgasm in my life than the one I had at that moment.  It was glorious, spiritual even. 

It as every bit of the glorious evening i could've hoped for.  I was emotional for the ceremony because I was so happy and pridefule to be there, in that position, with this glorious woman who was willing to accept ownership of me.  Frankly, I wish all of you could've been there to witness it.  I will be honest, there were a few things that i was hoping would take place that night that didn't.  I had hoped Mistress would've required I wear my but plug during the ceremony.  Actually, I had even hoped that Mistress K. would insert (or require me to insert) my plug during the ceremony as a submissive gesture.  I had hoped that Mistress K. would've required that I be naked during the ceremony, wearing only my cage.  I think she was considerig that, but as I have said before, Mistress K. is very much about keeping our most intimate moments discrete.  Lastly, I was really hoping that Mistress K. would've donned her strap on and then penetrated my ass in what is a very tender, loving and obviously symbolic fashion.  Don't get me wrong, I mention these things only because they were things I had previously hoped for in MY mind.  As we all know though, it is not at all about me, but it is ALL about Mistress K.   That being said, there is not a single thing about that night I would change.  It was among the single most proud and loving moments of my life.  I am married to the woman I love and I am her proud submissive husband in a beautiful, loving marriage.  Life couln't be any better.

The day I was Collared - part 2

..........  Once we arrived back at our beautiful suite, all three of us could feel the excitement building.  I might even be able to call it nervousness.  I know I was getting a bit nervous, but not at all in a bad way.  I had been looking forward to this day ever since we decided we were going to do it 9 months ago.  Our officiant seemed a little nervous as well.  Although she was fully aware of the nature of our ceremony and what it all meant, and although she had been very excited in anticipation as well, this was going to be the first time she had ever presided over a vows renewal ceremony that was meant to memorialize the official union of a Dominant and a submissive. 

We walked around the suite together, giving her a tour and explaining where in the room that we thought would be the place that would serve as the altar.  She agreed and after a few minutes, Mistress K. and I retreated to the separate bedroom to dress for our ceremony.  Mistress had decided that I would wear the cock cage that I was wearing, the pretty lace black panties that I was wearing and a pair of black, silk boxers that she had purchase specifically for the ceremony.  She supervised me getting dressed and then excused me from the room to go and keep our officiant company while she dressed herself in private.  At that point I had no idea what, if anything, she was planning on wearing.  Nor did i know to what extent Mistress was going to reveal to our officiant what I was required to wear under my silk boxers.  Frankly, if i were to be honest, I was hopeful at this point that Mistress was going to have me remove my boxers in order to openly display the pretty panties I was wearing, and then even have me remove those as well in order to be able to display the cage that imprisoned my cock.  I was deep into subspace at this time as was allowing my imagination to run free.  I even went so far in my imagination as to hope that Mistress was going to have me insert my glass butt plug as an integral part of our ceremony.  In my mind, the implied symbolism was obvious so, you know, it made sense to me.  A boy can dream right?  Being revealed in that manner of dress (or undress if you will) has been and will be a fantasy of mine, especially in a manner that calls for my direction demonstration of my commitment, love and dediction to my beloved Mistress.  That being said, I didn't really believe that those things would become a reality because I know that Mistress is a very private, very discrete Mistress, and feels very strongly that our intimate moments are just that  -  private. 

I was standing alongside the officiant wearing only my cage, my black lace panties and my silk boxers, talking about, oh the "weather".  I wanted so bad to tell her what I was wearing underneath but instinctively knew that it would in direct violation of what Mistress K. would've wanted me to do.  Hence the conversation about the "weather".  About 10 minutes, the door to the bedroom opened.  I was standing there fully immersed in my sub space, eagerly awaiting the opportunity for my beautiful wife to stand next to me and accept my vows of loyal, devotion and submission, and filling the doorway was a vision beauty, grace and awesomeness that literally made me gasp in excitement.  She was stunning.

She was wearing sheer, black thigh-high stockings held in place by a beautiful garter belt and clasps.  She was wearing very tall, black high heels that had jewel incrusted straps that went around her ankles.  She was wearing a pair of panties that I had never seen before and that matched her outfit impeccably and were so incredibly sexy.  She wore a beautiful black bra with lace trim that held her beautiful breasts perfectly.   Her red hair was brushed and laid beautifully straight over her shoulders and down her in the fashion she knew I loved the most.  Her make-up stunning and her lips red, she strode toward me and our officiant.  Even our officiant made a reactive comment about how stunning this Goddess was at that moment. 

She came to and we began the ceremony.  The officiant read from her script, which beautifully written and very apropos to our devotion and our lifestyle.  It was beautiful.  The we came to the part where we exchanged our own vows and revealed them to each other for the first time.  A beautiful thing the officiant did in her script was to ask Mistress two questions before i would give her my vows.  First, did she want to allow me, as a submissive, to participate in a ceremony that would culminate in the ownership of me by her.  She said yes.  Then she asked Mistress K. if she would be willing to listen to and consideration vows and declaration of my love and devotion to her, before I was allowed to begin. 

 

Sidebar .... when it came time for Mistress to give me her vows, no such consideration of my acceptance was considered.  I loved that.

 

Once Mistress had agreed to allow me to make my vows, I kneeled before her and handed her one white rose.  Mistress K. had previously requested that I do that because she had read somewhere that it was a universal symbol of the act of giving one's submission.  On my knees and looking up at the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen, I proceeded to her my vows of devotion, love, servitude and ownership.  Tears of joy were welling in Mistress' eyes as i spoke my words, which in turned caused me to choke up a little.  I stayed strong and finished my vows without any emotional interruption.  Then Mistress K. gave me her vows and it was a similarly emotional moment for each of us.  (as I've mentioned before, Mistress K. is a very private person and as such, I will not reveal the words that we exchanged in our most intimate time.  I'm sure you can imagine though).

 

When we were finished with our vows, and the officiant was finished with her Benediction, she said "I now re-declare you as Wife and husband and declare you as Mistress and submissive.   Amen"

 

With that, Mistress K. walk over to me as I knelt before her, wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into her abdomen, which is the symbolic position that we have for punishment aftercare.  We held together for about 60 seconds and as she began to release, I couldn't help but plant soft kisses on her belly between her navel and the top of her low cut panties.  It is my most favorite part of a woman's body, in particular Mistress's body.

 

With that we called for a car to come pick up our dear sweet officiant and while we waited, we all hugged and told each other how beautiful everything was.  our officiant thank Mistress K. profusely for allowing her to preside over our ceremony.  (She knows who's boss, right?)

 

To be continued ....................

The smell

Since Wednesday night last week, I was away from Mistress, but as of last night (Sunday night), I am back with my loving family and beautiful Mistress.  The very best part of nuzzling my face in her neck when I have been away for a few days is the smell.  I love her smell.  It sustains me!  When I went in to hug her, her first instinct was to warm me because she had a busy day, was in a pony tail and she didn't feel she was clean.  Unless there is actual dirt on her skin, I will never think she is unclean.

Looking forward to getting caught up on posts and comments.  Mistress and I have our renewal of vows ceremony coming in a couple of weeks.  I suspect there will be several posts coming with that theme in mind.  Be prepared to comment/give advice.  *smile. 

Back from the Deep Woods

On Wednesday afternoon, I left for the mountains of Arizona and my wife and kids have every intention of meeting me there on Friday afternoon for the long Labor Day weekend.  Long story short, Mistress K. was unable to make it there because she had to attend to a family member that suddenly got very, very sick.  The good news is that the family member in question is doing much better and looks like will pull through.  The bad news is that i just spent the entire looong weekend alone, with my kids and Mistress K.  During our time apart we had some interesting conversations and texting (I'll get in to some of those in upcoming posts) as we were both very horny for each other.

I returned home this morning (Tues.) around 10 am.  Right before I arrived home, Mistress had just completed one of her runs and was still trying to cool down. The kids were already at school and once i unloaded the car, I removed all of my clothes in order to comply with our standing rule.  Mistress was on the phone with someone that was really annoying her. I stood dutifully beside her, naked, hands behind my back in order to ask her if she wanted to join me in the shower.  When she was able to break away from the call for a second, she told me yes.  I waited a few second more and she was done with the call.  She looked up at me from her chair and said (almost apologetically) that she wasn't in any kind of sexual mood whatsoever.  Without hesitation i replied, that's ok babe.  She was tired in the mind from tangling with the idiot on the phone and from the stresses of the previous 3-4 days and just wasn't in any mood to even think about sex. 

I tried very hard (and i think succeeded) not to let on that i was disappointed.  I knew i was disappointed and she knew it too.  At the of the day though, it truly DOESN'T MATTER if am disappointed because it is not at all about me.  I know that, and in an odd way I was proud to be able to demonstrate to Mistress that I wasn't going to try and impose on her good nature by pouting or talking her into playing, even though she didn't want to.

She joined me in the shower and shit was good to see her naked body after not seeing it for 6 days.  I want so bad to drop to my knees in the shower and wash every inch of her body, but she was not going to have any of that.  I went about my business and cleaned myself, shaved my cock, balls and ass smooth while she watched, and just went about my business of getting myself clean and smooth.  When I was done, I left the shower to shave my face and finish before getting dressed.  I walked back to the steamy shower, looked in and told mistress I was ready to get dressed.  She was rinsing her hair and simply said, "I don't know what to have you wear today.  let me think about it".  OK was all i could muster and left the bathroom to go sit in the in our bedroom to wait for her.  She emerged from the shower and since time was getting short, I went to her and hugged her from behind, pressing my cock against her beautiful ass and i began to kiss her neck.  She said "I want you to wear regular clothes today" and shooed me off to get dressed.  I just turned and dutifully walked to the closet to get dressed, not wanting her to get the impression I was pouting. 

After I was dressed and was ready to leave, i cam out into the family room to find her on the couch wearing a towel.  Her was still kind of wet and not styled.  She was wearing zero make up and she looked magnificent.  I leaned down to kiss her goodbye, lingering and taking in her freshly cleaned scent as I nuzzled in her neck.  I kissed her once more and stood up to say goodbye and she said "I want you to put your cock in me for just a minute".   I reached down to untie my shoes and she said "leave them on" just lower your pants.  I was hard in a nano-second while she opened the towel to reveal her beautiful naked body and freshly shaved pussy.  I lowered myself onto her as she guided my cock into her pussy.  I felt the urge to cum in just a few seconds and she warned me I had better not.  She made the comment that i need to work on not needing to pull out so quickly to avoid cumming.  I apologized for disappointing her that way.  I don't want for her to ever feel the need to find someone else to replace me when she has the need to feel a cock inside of her. 

After resting inside of her for a few minutes, she told me to remove my cock and to let her juices dry on me.  I asked her if I could put my mouth on her pussy and she said no.  She told me to get dressed.  While i was getting dressed I was thinking I will confer with Mistress on what she thinks is the best path for us when it comes to my feeling the need to cum so quickly.  I suggested that we go to dinner tonight to have our regular discussion about the status of our FLM.  It is my belief that we need to focus on my being trained to be the things that Mistress wants in a husband and lover, and that more frequent and severe punishments might be necessary to accomplish those things.  There is  no reason that any Mistress should ever have to accept anything less than what she wants sexually from her submissive.  Ever!   I know that I will probably regret saying this, but there should be swift and harsh punishment if she is disappointed in me. 

I went to the office and i could feel her juices drying on my cock and I could smell her on my hands.  It smelled like heaven.

I love it when She .......

I cherish that moment every single day, every morning, when I present myself before Mistress.   It's not a ritualistic event. Frankly, it's hardly anything more than me standing before her, naked and vulnerable.  It wasn't something that we talked about or planned.  it isn't in our official list of "rules" that have when we started our FLM.  it was just something that become a natural habit and as such, it is something I cherish.  At this moment every day, sometimes we have the opportunity for deeply moving, tender moments that can include all kinds of sexual activities;  or an opportunity to carry out a punishment if one is pending;  or an opportunity for Mistress to have me kneel before her and worship her, and many other wonderful things.  Other times, it may a hand gesture from the kitchen that means "I'm busy", or other types of real life things that can (and will) alter this daily moment.

On this particular morning, Mistress had me wear a butt plug to the office.  I especially love to wear the butt plug.  I love the process of preparing myself for the insertion of it.  I do it standing with one foot on a stool, leaning forward.  While I am gently working the plug into my bottom, i lean further forward , imagining that Mistress is behind me, entering my body with strap on.  The second i am able to visualize that, my body now seems to relax and accept the plug easier and easier each time.  I enjoy working it to its widest part, lingering there for a while and then allow my bottom to naturally pull it inside, where it just seems to belong.  Once my bottom has pulled it into place and has secured it at its base, it feels like it belongs there.  Like Mistress belongs there. 

Mistress knows that after a lunch meeting that I will have, I will be leaving town to head to the mountains in advance of her and the kids joining me there on Friday.  She instructed me to return home from my meeting, before leaving for the mountains so that I could properly say goodbye to her, and to remove the plug she had me plant i my bottom hole.  So, after lunch, i will return home to properly say goodbye to my beloved Mistress, and to remove the plug from my ass before making the drive to the mountains alone.  I already know that my bottom will feel vacant and will wish she was there.

I love it when She ......  tells me what to wear every day as a symbol of her ownership of me, my submission to her and as a constant reminder during the day that she is with me.  Even those days when she tells me i will be wearing nothing but "normal" clothes arouse me because I know that I wearing what I was instructed to wear to please her.    I love it when She does that.

Sub Space

There are logical times when a submissive "marinates" in subspace.  Then there are times when it isn't so obvious.  This morning was one such time.

I was standing in the shower, having just completed putting a fresh smoothness on my cock, ball and ass with a razor and shaving cream.  I always feel genuinely more sexual, more horny, even slutty at this very moment.  I found myself growing unusually excited about being able to present myself naked to Mistress K. in order to inform her i was about to get dressed.  I do this everyday, so no big deal right? But today I couldn't wait. 

I didn't exactly know why I was unusually eager this morning .... and then it hit me.  I, having been freshly shaved smooth (including my face) and being naked before her awaiting her attire instructions, I was found myself deep in subspace.  At that moment and since i have felt so incredibly grateful that this beautiful woman would not only accept me as her husband, but also accept my submission and the ownership of my sex.

I love you Mistress K.

I'm horny and want to be fucked hard and long ... right now.

So, Thursday morning, I'm sitting at the computer working on a tersely worded email to some a-hole I was dealing with.  I was naked when Mistress arrived back from taking the kids to school, which was a good thing because those are the rules.  The day before I did just barely get them off after Mistress had come into the house and she saw with my shorts on as I remembered at the last minute and scooted off to the other to remove them.  She let it slide.

ON this day, walked up behind me and started kissing all over my rubbing everywhere on my naked body except for my cock, balls and ass.  She loves to teases me that way.  She left and 2 minutes later she called for me.  She said to hurry. I asked her if I would finish this paragraph I was working and she said "NO!  I want you in here now."  I did finish my sentence then go toward the bedroom.  I had my mind on my work and was frustrated when I entered the room, not knowing why I was even going in there.  I thought she was going to show me something "interesting" she saw on TV, which kind of aggravated me a little given the state of mind I was in. 

When I walked into the rook, Mistress was naked, on the bed and stacking pillows in the middle.  She laid herself on the pillows, her beautiful ass high in the air when she said "I horny and want to be fucked long and hard, right now".  With that she ordered my to fetch pinky (our cock extension) and to return quickly, hard and ready to fuck her.  I asked her to rub my cock to get it started and that was all I needed.  I went into the closet where we keep pinky and I lubed the inside of it and my cock with desensitizer lotion.  Normally I would use lube to get it on and hold it in place but all of a sudden I was faced with Mistress using me, my body and my cock for pure, raw animalistic fucking, and I knew that even though I was going to be wearing pinky and could feel a single thing with my cock, the vision before and the sensation of thrusting my pinky covered cock into Mistress gorgeous, extremely eager pussy was going to cause me to want to cum inside the extension. 

I was fucking Mistress good and hard for a good 5-10 minutes when the urge to orgasm was slowly coming on.  I let Mistress know and she told me to go get the rubber but realistic feeling large dildo, complete with ball, put a condom on it and use both it and my pinky covered cock to give her the fucking she demanded right then.  That's exactly what she got.  I caught a second wind and went back and forth with the two different cocks and fucked her hard!  She was so lost in being fucked like that and it was a beautiful thing to see.  She was doggie style the whole time, face and shoulders on the bed, legs wide, back arched and ass high.  She got fucked good.  I would put my hand on her head and force her head into the bed while fucking her to make her feel like she was just being taken,  I even slapped her ass a few times to let her be lost in the sensation of not having a choice of whether or not she was going to be fucked like this.  Looking down, watching my pinky covered cock stretch her pussy and slide in and out, her tiny rear hole was begging for some attention .... so I pressed my thumb against the opening.  There was barely any resistance at her anal opening and so I took that as I sign that my thumb as being invited inside.  It slide in very easily  and Mistress let out a guttural groan and came from her very core.  She reached for the vibrator she was holding nearby, turned it on placed it against her clit and had one of the most intense orgasms I have ever seen her have.  Ever!

When she collapsed, I got off the bed and walked over to the other side and tenderly kiss her sweat soaked face.  Her hair was wet from her sweat and sticking to her face.  She was the epitome of freshly fucked hard.  She was as beautiful as I have ever seen here at that moment.  I went to clean to the equipment and when I returned 5 minutes later, she hadn't moved an inch.

Yeah, I fucked her good!

Marked - I would do that

Often I will send pictures I find on the web that I think are something Mistress K. will enjoy.  For whatever reason I choose a particular picture has everything to do with how I feel about it when I first see it.  Below was a picture that I came across that had a momentary profound impact on me, so I sent it to her ............

*** picture removed to comply with Blogger's new rules ***

When I saw it, I immediately thought about what an honor it would be to be marked in such a way as to memorialize my gift of submission to Mistress K, my beloved wife.
here is how the texting commentary went:

Me:  I would do this for you   (insert above picture here)

Mistress K:  What about your annual physical?

Me:  Even still

Mistress K:    KISS

Me:  I'd wear that just like I'd wear your ring, your plug or your panties

Mistress K:   Maybe we should discuss further.

Me:   Yes Mistress  I look forward to that.

In a perfect world, I would wear those very words and substitute Mistress Cherry for Mistress K.  The reality is that I could never have that same exact tattoo on my genitals because of the fact that I have annual physicals.  What I absolutely could and would do is to be permanently marked in some way that would memorialize the nature of our relationship.  Perhaps even in relation to our upcoming Vows Renewal Ceremony that we are planning in October (read about it here ...

http://subhubphx.blogspot.com/2014/02/we-found-our-officiant.html     Sorry, I don't know how to do the "link" thingy.

Which reminds me, since I first started posted about our upcoming vow renewal ceremony, Mistress K and I have made many new friends here, and it occurred to me that hadn't asked for suggestions or comments on some of the thins we should have in the vows and in our very private, very intimate ceremony. 

So, new friends, what do ya think?