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.

Effects of the plug

As stated in my previous post, I was told to wear my glass butt plug during the day.  As is turns out, I had a meeting I need to attend to right after work which lasted until 10pm.  That means I wore the plug for 14 hours!  That being said, I could've worn it another 14 with as much pleasure as it had already given me.

When I am required to wear my plug, there are two things that I like about it the most.  One is inserting it.  It used to be that I need to use 1 finger and wriggle it around a bit and then a second finger to prep for the intruder.  I don't believe that the sphincter muscle is something that gets more loose the more one's ass is penetrated.  I may be wrong, but I think that resistance to entry is entirely a mental thing.  Yes, even when my ass is hungry for something in it, it does need to be initially "warmed up", but now I have evolved to the point where I can just put some lube on my bottom hole, a tiny amount on the glass plug itself, press it against my waiting hole and in less than 30 seconds, have it slide nicely into place.  When doing so, I like to linger a bit as the widest part of the plug holds me open.  The other favorite thing about wearing a plug is removing it ... for much the same reason.  Since i had been wearing it all day, I put myself in a position that turns me on.  Like a position I would naturally be in when I am being taken by Mistress wearing her strap on.  Then, i will slowly pull it out, again lingering while the widest part is holding me open.  It is comfortable, arousing and always leaves me wanting more.  I am incredibly horny after the plug is removed because it makes me feel like a wanton anal slut, eager to take Mistress' cock.

Yep, that's what happens ..........

Have a great weekend everyone!

Objectification. It's the little things

I was in the shower this morning getting ready to go to work.  Mistress returned from taking the kids to school and stood in the entry to the shower to tell me a story she had just heard on the radio about a cat that was thought to be dead, was buried, then clawed it's way out of the grave and is alive.  It was an interesting story.

While I was washing myself and rinsing my hair under the warm water, she was looking at me in a way that made me feel she really enjoyed what she was seeing.  When we were through talking about the cat story, she reached for a small wash cloth and placed it on the floor of the shower.  She told me put some soap in my hand and then told me to kneel on the small cloth.  I was instructed to masturbate for her.  I was not erect when I was given these instructions but started to masturbate anyway.  She likes to have me masturbate for her, I think partly because she just likes to watch and partly because she likes to allow me to because I no longer am able to masturbate like i did before we entered this glorious life that we lead. 

She said "I don't want to watch you stroke a limp cock.  Get it hard for me."  Even though i was limp, I was at the edge of orgasm.  She didn't care, and repeated her instruction to get it hard.  It was very much like what is expected in a "Devotional Sex" relationship where the man (knight) is expected to reveal his penis and then become erect when the woman (Princess) utters the word "present".  My erection was on it's way, albeit slower than either of us wanted.  The moment she raised an eyebrow as if to project that failure to become erect immediately would result in disappointment, I became hard as a rock!  This pleased Mistress to no end and as such, she lifted the pajama top she was wearing to reveal her breasts and torso and moved toward where I was kneeling, and offered them to me to worship.  I so much love to worship Mistress' breasts and tummy, and especially that part between her belly button and her, um, promised land.  After only a few minutes, she told me to stop, finish my shower and then get ready for work.  She told me (for the 3rd day in a row) to just dress normal under my clothes today.  Since starting our FLM, there has never been a 3rd day in a row that Mistress has instructed me not to wear something.  It's rarely ever 2 days in a row for that matter. 

Did I feel objectified by Mistress during this impromptu little scene?  Yes I did.  Did I enjoy being objectified by Mistress?  YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT I DID!  There is hardly anything I enjoy more than performing sexually for Mistress' viewing pleasure.  I just love it when she tells me to do it, whether it is masturbating while she watches or showing her how I fuck my self with the dildo she has for me.  When it is not something planned like this morning, it is especially rewarding.

Thank you Mistress!

Strip Club

Last night I had an occasion to be out on the town with 3 buddies.  We're all dads that have kids the same age, which is how we all met.  We were out at a sporting event, drinking, having a good time.  On the Uber car ride back to our where our cars were, one of the guys in the car suggested we stop off for a night cap at the strip club.  It seemed to be a popular idea in the car and in no time, there we were, enjoying the view at the strip club.

Mistress K. does not put any prohibition on me for such things.  That being said, I immediately texted her to let her know I'd be home later than originally planned.  She replied with a simple "be careful.  don't drink and drive".  Isn't she the coolest.

Now, I've been to strip clubs plenty in my life, especially when i was in my 30's and even into my 40's.  on more than one occasion, I was there with my beautiful (then vanilla) Wife.  We always had a great time, especially when we would spend a couple hundred dollars on table dances for her.  Strippers seem to fall in love with my Wife within seconds after saying hello.  I know the feeling.  Anyway, since starting our FLM, I hadn't been to a strip club.  I frankly had no desire to go, unless it was going to be a trip that was with Mistress K..  I had even fantasized about being taken there with my chastity cage on and then enduring table dance after table dance.  Each time, the stripper would've been informed by Mistress K., that I was wearing a chastity cage because she told me to. 

There we were, doing what guys, having a good time.  In looking around, I thought to myself how lucky I was to have the kind of love and desire that I have for my one and only source of sexual desire.  I can honestly say that while sitting, enjoying the view of the highly sexual environment, I didn't get a hard on once.  I liked what I was seeing, but I was looking at it differently than i would've before being fully immersed in my FLM.  I looked around and saw desperate man after desperate man trying to fulfill his sexual urges.  Inside, I was truly content and even in this wanton environment, I consciously and subconsciously only had a sexual desire for Mistress K.  I wasn't looking down my nose at anyone or expecting anything different than what happens every night in a strip club, I was comfortably contented with knowing that my single source of desire was through Mistress K. 

I had posted about this before.  yes, I still look at beautiful women and admire that beauty, but in my role as a submissive, collared husband in a truly loving female led marriage, I have been transformed (willingly and happily) into only wanting (real or fantasy) sexual desire if it includes Mistress K.  I can tell you that this is an extremely wonderful way to feel.

When i got home around 12:30am, Mistress was watching her favorite TV show and when i walked in the door, she simply said "Hi baby.  Did you have a good time?"  Isn't she the coolest?

Edging

I awoke this morning at 4:48 am because the dog was restless.  Frustrated, I decided I would rise for the day and when I did, I woke Mistress from her slumber.  She asked me if I was up for the day or if i intended to go to the couch and try to fall back to sleep.  When I told her I was up for the day, wihtout hesitating and mere seconds after behind awakened, she told to go put on some pink lace panties and that beginning at 5am, I was to go into the bathroom every 15 minutes, lower those panties and edge myself, until 16 am.  It is 5:53 as I write this and I can tell you that my cock is so eager to cum that it almosr goes of when the light shines it. 

I love how my Mistress uses me.

Annual Physical

Today, I go and get my full annual physical with a new doctor that posted about before here:

http://subhubphx.blogspot.com/2014/09/went-to-visit-new-doctor.html

At my request, Mistress K. will be present for my physical.  Now I know what you are thinking, and that is not why I asked Mistress to be there.  I want Mistress to be there so she can hear first hand the things that the female doctor will be saying to me about my health.  Mistress cares very much about being in the know when it comes the physical health of her beloved submissive husband and frankly, like most guys, I fail to communicate the information shared between my doctor and myself. 

Since it is a full physical, I am sure there will be a moment where my nudity will be necessary and yes, being a man of a certain age, i fully expect to have my prostate checked.  What remains to be seen is whether or not the doctor will feel comfortable enough to allow my wife to stay in the examination room for that.  AS much as I have no intention of turning this into anything sexual, I'd be lying if I said I wouldn't fantasize about that. 

Wish me well.  Let's hope the doctor give me (and Mistresses collared and owned husband) a clean bill of health.

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 ....................

Went to visit the new doctor

I'm changing doctors.  I won't rant about politics here, but because of the bullshit new HC laws, I needed a new doctor.  Mistress did the research and found a doctor that seemed (we hoped) would do just fine.  I have a special condition (nothing serious but something I'll always have) and so we wanted a doctor that was proficient in that area.  That's what led us to this particular doctor.  She wore NOT a lick of makeup, had beautiful pale skin, red hair and was as plain-jane as plain-jane can be.  There was not a single overtly sexy thing about her.  If you knew me, you'd know that to me, that description makes her HOT.  She frankly seemed to have no interest in worrying about trying to enhance her feminine charms to impress anyone, nor was she giving off a single sexual vibe.  And why would she frankly? She was probably in her mid 30's, had the previously referred to red hair (which...holy shit usually is all that I need to think a woman is attractive), was super confident and was ALL BUSINESS, incredibly capable, bright and very pleasant.

Before we visited with the doctor herself, there was an intern doctor that did the preliminary interview and discussion.  This was unexpected but I was asked if it would be ok but this was also a teaching medical facility.  I said sure.  She was probably in her late 20's and probably a recent graduate considering she was in her internship.  Not sexy but not unattractive, just kind of nerdy and focused on her job.  She was very pleasant and very helpful and knowledgeable.  She seemed like a young professional that hadn't yet been soured by the burdens of the experience of a long career or the drudgery of life that so many like to portray.  She was bright and like the doctor, was all business. 

In a previous post I had mentioned that I asked Mistress K. before going to this new doctor, if we  were going to reveal our FLM lifestyle to her.  Mistress said No.  That said, Mistress was right there with me and although the examination was more of a "let's get your vitals" kind of thing and verbal give and take.  A full-on physical is coming at the end of the month. It remains to be seen if Mistress will be there with me for my full examination.  I don't know if she would be interested or comfortable being there or not, but being fully immersed in this lifestyle, I naturally do hope that she will be there. Even though everything was all business, the doctor(s) were all business and not a single person in the room was giving off a horny vibe, I couldn't help but fantasize about being naked and subject to a thorough examination right there.  I later admitted to Mistress that I had a running fantasy going on in my head about the thing because we were in the exam room for a good hour.still, sitting on the exam table with the intern doctor next to me, the real doctor on her stool before me and my beautiful Mistress Wife sitting in a chair behind her being the primary person the doctors were speaking to.  I fantasizing as if Mistress had taken me to the (her) doctor to be routinely examined so that she could be assured that her submissive, dutiful husband would be around to serve her for years to come.  You know, the kind of routine exam that requires extracting body fluids and investigation of all areas of the submissive husband's body, right? You know, so the Mistress Wife can be assured that her property is healthy, right?  Possibly even some correction from Mistress for not doing the things the doctor were telling me to do and for embarrassing her.  (hey, a boy can fantasize right?) 

These were all merely fantasies that were running through my mind and of course it is my obligation to reveal those to Mistress, even though I have absolutely no expectations that any such activities would ever take place. Not telling her hat i was thinking would be akin to lying to her.  I want this doctor to keep me healthy and alive ..... not just part of a fantasy.  My Mistress will continue to decide whit, if, when  and how sexual activity for me will happen and frankly this isn't likely to be among those times. 

Treat for me

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Last night, i was laying bed waiting for Mistress to join me.  She got into, complaining that she was more tired than she wanted to be at the moment.  She uncharacteristically came over to my side of the bed, peeled back the covers to uncover my naked body, and slide in behind me.  She was wearing only panties.

The fact that i was nearly asleep and because she was complaining about being so tired caused to be believe that this was merely going to be a cuddle till we go to sleep session, and that Mistress was being slightly playfll by entering the bed on my side.

I was wrong.  Earlier in the day Mistress had promised me a treat later in the day for some incredibly small things that i had done to please.  They were so small in fact that I completely forgot about her "promise" and assumed she said it in jest.  With her spooning me, she told me to scoot over and roll over.  I scooted over to give her more room but since i was laying on my side, i asked for clarity as to how she wanted me to be be when she said roll over.  She said i want you on your back, then she said, wait, first i want you to lay on your stomach for a few minutes.  She proceeeded to rub my back and bare bottom softly and seductively.  I can't go five second with Mistress's hand on my naked bottom without getting aroused, especially when she is tender and intentional about why she is rubbing.  i cant even begin to tell how muc i love the glancing finger traces up and down crack, teasing me that they want and intend to probe further, yet don't.  Next pass with hand a little more perhaps and then next a little less.  Always keeping me guessing ... hoping.

After a 5 minutes of that Mistress said "roll over onto your back".  I rolled over onto my back revealing my hard cock.  Mistress was softly rubbing all over my body, everywhere BUT my cock and balls when all of a sudden she takes my cock into her hand and guides it to her mouth.  Every time i am able to look down and she my gorgeous Mistress lovingly taking my cock into my mouth, my heart just fills with honor, and joy and, well ... love.  I was lost in the joy of what i was watching and for some reason, i wasn't feeling like i needed to ward her that I was going to cum in 3.2 seconds.  It was beautiful.  Of course eventually the urge to cum was upon me and of course, like a dutifl submissive husband, i let Mistress know that i wa nearing the edge.  She just melted me in every way when she pulled her mouth off of my cock, still firmly holding it at the base and looked me in the eye and told that I would not be coming this night.  With that she immediately returned to my cock with her mouth.

Over the next 45 minutes or so, Mistress so very expertly brought me to (and here comes the important part) held me at the very edge of orgasm like she has never done before.  I was so lost in the pleasure her mouth, hands and body were giving me physically that i would've agreed to do absolutely anything at that moment.  The building urge to relase and to experience the pleasure of what i knew would be a fully body orgasm, was getting to something i didn't know if I was strong enough to avoid.  I was begging Mistress to allow me to have a release, a ruined orgasm, just something.  She smiled sweetly and politely declined, then immediately went back to concentrating on bringing me to the edge.

I had always wanted to be in an involuntary tease & denial session where i was repeatedly brought to the edge of release, and repeatedly denied the permission to release.  This was by far the most tease and denial session i have ever experienced and was comporable to the kind of T&D session i had in my fantasy.  I can tell you that if Mistress had commanded that i fuck the air and then ordered me to orgasm from it, i could've.

The picture above is what I was certain was my fate last night.  It has been so long wince i had a real orgasm (well over a month) and i was certain that Mistress was bringing me closer and closer to the edge, intending for me and expecting me to fail to withhold my orgasm, at which point I expected she would ruin my orgasm and then inform me that i was now entitle to a significant punishment for failure to control my orgasm urges.  Instead, while Mistress was lying alongside, stroking my cock and simultaneously squeezing my balls, and once again, whil i was right at the very edge of orgasm, she looked at me with her stunningly beautiful face and said "you know what lover?  This is all for tonight and stopped.  She left the bed to tend to something in the kitchen for about 15 minutes during which time i was able to come back down to earth and actually fell asleep.  When Mistress returned, she looked over at me laying there naked, in exactly the same position i was when she left the room.  She crawled into bed to tuck me in, kiss me goodnight, only to then discover that I was asleep.  She was very pleased, very impressed that my cock was still ROCK HARD even while i was dozing and as an added treat, edged me 2 other times before sending off to sleep for the night.

Sadly, i was not able to have a ruined orgasm as depicted in the picture above.  Mistress seems to be incresingly interested in preventing me for having any orgasm more and more as time goes on.  Don't get me wrong, i am not complaining about that, i am merely making an obsevation.  If that is what Mistress wants for me, than that is what i want as well.

Thank you Mistress for the most incredibly evening of treats i cold imagine.  I love you Mistress.

Something new to wear today

As most of you know, each morning, when I am completely naked and prepared to dress for the day, I will let Mistress K. know that I am ready to get dressed. Notice that I am not asking what, if anything, I am to wear that day under my clothes. I have made a very concerted effort to not "ask" for things, even if disguised as being a helpful question for my beloved Mistress. Instead of asking, each day I merely inform Mistress than I am ready to dress for the day, and without asking, I am offering Mistress the opportunity to decide what, if anything she would like for me to wear that day. Yesterday is was my favorite pair of panties (favorite because they truly do make me feel like a sexy, pretty slut when I wear them. probably mostly because they fit me) Some days last week it my balls separator while other days it was my cock ring. The week before that, it was my new (favorite) glass butt plug. As an aside, I wore the very same sexy panties on the day I wore my glass plug and feeling like a pretty, sexy slut in just my panties was magnified 100 times by the plug that was so firmly held in my willing ass under those pretty panties. Anyway, back to today .......... Finally, after threatening to do so for 2 weeks, Mistress "de-bear-ed" me. In other words, she trimmed (almost shaved) the body hair that was left un-groomed for almost 2 months. I don't know about you, but I feel my horniest/sexiest/sluttiest right after a fresh shave/trim. I love when she grooms me this way because it is a time where I am required to stand before her, completely naked and exposed, while she prepares my body the way she likes. I adore the objectification that goes along with it. Today, while grooming me, she was in regular old t shirt and panties that she slept in. She was also wearing a regular, normal robe that she left untied. Her beautiful red hair was disheveled and in a knotty pony tail. In other words, she didn't spend one second preening in front of the mirror before attending to the task of grooming me. Even so (maybe even especially so) when I looked down at her kneeling on the floor in order to be able to groom me, looking the way she did in her utter natural state, I was taken back by her beauty at that moment. Sure she is a beautiful woman when she prepares her makeup and clothes to make herself feel presentable to the outside world, but to me, in the just-woke-up condition, she is at her most stunning, her most beautiful. Needless to say, that when looking down at her like I was, my super hard, super erect cock kept blocking my view. So, on this particular morning, after having the bulk of my yucky body hair removed, and then after a fresh, smooth shave to my cock, balls, anus area and ass cheeks, I was feeling incredibly horny/pretty/slutty. Mistress could've done anything she wanted to/with me at that moment and I would've gladly gone along. When the time came for me to tell I was ready to get dressed, she had me follow her into the closet saying something like, "let's see, what should we have you wear today?" She had me sit on the stool then she straddled me, pulled her panties to the side and slowly lowered herself onto my rock hard cock. She leaned and in said today, "you will wear me". Those words got me as close to an unauthorized orgasm as I have ever been. With that, she stood up, pulled her panties back over her beautiful pussy and turned to walk out of the closet. She stopped to say "you will wear me on you today", and out she went. OMG! I touched my cock and balls, gathered her smell on my hand and put it to my nose. Honest to goodness, the smell of her sex was almost enough to allow me to orgasm right then and there. This woman owns me, in every sense of the word.

Questions for you. Kindly reply with an answer

In a previous post (the one right before this one), I posted a few pictures of sub men being pegged in various positions.  I used these particular pictures because I felt that each of them had their own apects that made them unique, yet similar, and all of them erotic and not "pornish" so much.  You may disagree about the lack of "pornish" qualities.  Each of them was an image that depicted the some of the following:

• loving pegging between a male sub and his Domme
• genuine arousal and desire from the sub male at being taken this way by his Mistress
• a romantic, sensuous quality that seemed less "pornish" and more of a realistic portrayal of the desire and joy a sub male feels when being penetrated by his Mistress, unless of course the sub is being pegged harshly as a punishment.
• a variety of positions that promoted sensuality and total, unquestioned, loving domination and genuine submissive desire

Then I posted a question (although I see now that I failed to include a question mark) that asked subs what their favorite position was when being taken anally by their Mistress.  One of my favorite followers/commenters (Anonymous Mistress A.) left a comment expressing her disappointment and not being asked what favorite position(s) she (and other Dommes) prefer to place their subs in when taking them with a strap on.  And she makes a very good point.

Apologies to Anonymous Mistress A. and to all the other Dommes that follow/read/comment on this blog for considering that you too may wish to weigh in.  So, here goes .....If you are a dominant, what is your favorite position to place your sub in when taking them anally?  and .....If you are a submissive male, what is your favorite position to be in when you are taken anally.

I eagerly await your input.  Thank you

Fantasy Daydreaming

While i sit and ponder my fate in the 30 minutes, i can't help but daydream about things.  Things like this:

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That little device that squeezes the sub's balls at their base and separates them from the body is my absolute favorite thing for mistress to choose for me to wear under my clothes.  The added torment of a rubber-gloved finger over a slippery cock that wants to go off is just so wonderful.

Then, there is this:

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i just love it when i am allowed the pleasure of putting my mouth on Mistress anywhere, but especially here and especially while She is in lost abandon with pleasure while gently rubbing my head in an encouraging manner.  i just love it and frankly wish i was allowed to pleasure her more there.  Everyday even! 

Hopefully after having pleased Mistress well enough for her to think i may have earned a reward, She might feel the need to not make me to go sleep with the unfulfilled thoughts of wanting Her to take me like a wanton slut and use my ass with her strap on.  Like this:

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After all, falling asleep wanting it like a cheap ass-whore, laying on my tummy subconsciously rubbing my cock against the sheets while reaching behind and spreading myself for a Mistress-cock that isn't there ... well, that is a miserable way to try and fall asleep, right, and decent Mistress would want for Her submissive husband to have to be tormented like that right?  OK, sometimes She would. OK, OK, usually She would ... not tonight.  Mistress has a surprise for Her dutiful sub husband.  She won't deny him the fullness and utter submissiveness of her strappy cock.  No, instead, when he has reached the pinnacle of lust and desire and after having fulfilled 3 of Her subs favorite desires, and he is begging for release, She simple pulls out, leans over and kisses him and tells him that release will not be happening tonight and that he should probably get some rest because at 8 am in the morning, he is going to be punished.

Come here

The past 2 weeks since Mistress returned from Her trip have been awfully hectic for a variety of reasons i won't get into (cuz they'll bore you).  All is well it's just that there hasn't been much time or opportunity to for intimate time together for U/us.

This morning i woke before Her and was making coffee.  She called me into the bedroom, flung the sheets off of Her body and said "come here".  I went over to Her and started kissing on her body thinking She was just warm under the sheets.  She wasn't.  She wanted to cum!  She told me to get inside Her.  Did i hear that right?  Yes, get inside her.

i was rock hard in an instant and climbed on the bed when She said "be rough with me".  I pulled Her panties down as if She was my willing little slut, waiting there for me take my pleasure from Her.  I slide my cock inside Her and starting fucking Her, but it only took a few strokes before i wanted to cum.  i begrudgingly told Her i was close and She said "no coming".  I ground into her forcefully but in a way that not make me cum right away but the feeling was building and i told her again.  She said again "no cumming".  i rested for a moment while She relished my cock being inside Her and then tried again to be the forceful lover that was just going to take her and fuck Her.  She was on Her tummy with Her left leg pulled up to her chest.  i leaned forward and with my hand pressed Her face into the pillow to hold her there while i fucked Her.  She loves it when i do that.  As i was approaching orgasm again She said "pull my hair".  Holy fuck, i can't hold off having an orgasm with the most gorgeous woman in my world telling me to take Her like a slut.  i finally had to tell Her that i wasn't going to be able to hold off my orgasm if She wanted me to continue fucking Her this way.  Had i known earlier, i would've sprayed my cock with desensitizer and put the cock sleeve my numbed cock so i could fuck Her the way She wanted to be fucked right then.  One of the downsides of orgasm denial is when i finally get to be inside Her, or She strokes my cock, or She makes me masturbate for Her, i can't last long before cumming.

In any event, She was well on her way to orgasm but wanted her fave vibrator (actual picture below)

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i gave it to her and continued to fuck Her while struggling not to cum.  She came hard while i alternated pulling Her hair and pressing Her face into the pillow.  When She was through, She said thank you and i was excused.

God I love her!

Postscript note:  i do love it when She wants it to be rough.  i love seeing be a wanton slut, begging to be fucked and used, albeit for a short period of time.  i know the unmitigated joy of surrender and release and know that She occasionally likes to feel that way too.  It now has me wishing for a day where She wishes to be the sub and have me dominate her.   Wishful thinking?  Perhaps.  A boy can dream

Before she left

Before Mistress left on her little roadie with the kids, Mistress tended to some unfinished business.  Earlier in the morning She had me put on a small towel-like wrap around my waist and had me accompany Her to let the dogs out.  When W/we came back into the house, She pulled me into our large closet so that She could administer what She called a "mini punishment" for failing to have Her coffee ready for Her yesterday when She woke up.  She had me put my hands on the island in the closet and had my pull up my towel "skirt" up around my waist.  While She was administering my spanking, she was stroking my cock and edging me.  Each time i told Her i was about to come, She came down kind of hard on my ass.  She did that several times before finishing, i suppose so that i would associate the urge to come with a sting on my ass.  Then She put the paddle away, had me stand, pulled facing Her and pushed my shoulders down indicating i was to kneel before Her so She could administer aftercare.  Aftercare is a really special moment for me.

After the tender aftercare, i asked Mistress if i was allowed to be my own ass whore while She was away, like the last time i was home alone.  She said that i probably shouldn't have asked, but that She would consider it. I also asked Her if i could cum before She left.  She said no. Then i asked if i could have a ruined orgasm, and She said no. When pulling out of the driveway, She instructed me to wear panties today under my clothes.

i am really going to miss Her!

The human mind

The human mind can be a scary place when one is not fully confident.  Not too long ago, i had a number of health related symptoms that cause me to self-diagnose by going to the internet.  By the time i was through, i was certain i had SARS, AIDS, cancer, polio, small pox, diabetes, malaria, rickets, a cold, the flu, lymphoma, pneumonia, Lou Gehrig's disease and a host of other ugly things.  Seeing things on the screen has a way of having an impact on how you think things may turn out.  i'm happy to report i have none of things but there was a time when i was scared that i did.

This morning, i was browsing some FLM/FLR/Femdom resource sites and came across a blog that some things in it that scared me a bit.  i was on a site that was intending to be one of those amateur advice sites that tends have it's own clearly defined path for how things have to be in a FLR/FLM/ Femdom relationship.  Some of it was actually pretty good.  i eagerly clicked on the link that talked about strap-on training, because, well, um, er, uh .... it turns me on a great deal. i've told Mistress before of my desire to be have my bottom properly trained and to be Her personal ass whore.  That's a story for another time though.

It concerned me when i came across a passage that basically said that in every instance when a man is taken anally by his wife with a strap on, it will sequentially lead to things like abandonment of all previous rules of the marriage, dismissal of limits, sissification, mild feminization, moderate feminization, full feminization, cuckoldry, and finally culminating in the woman losing all respect and desire for her husband and that she would ultimately seek out a new lover that she actually did respect in order to satisfy her sexually, yet still keeping her husband around in complete non-sexual, non intimate capacity.

Now ... i reject this notion wholeheartedly of course.  You can find "words" on the internet to support or deny any opinion one might have, on any subject.  i get that .  It did, however briefly, bring me back to how i felt when i was looking for the cause of what were my health related symptoms that i mentioned earlier.  i sat there for a moment in abject fear.

In my loving FLM relationship with my beautiful Goddess Mistress Wife, i have come to understand that it is HER that i desire to submit to. It is only Her that i have a true desire to offer my gift of submission, to allow to control my sex in the way the She deems appropriate.  Other than fantasy, i don't feel submissive to all women, just because they are women.  At the same, i certainly don't feel that i am in any way superior to any woman.  i have always been a courteous, loving, friendly, masculine, virile, strong, honorable, dominant but caring man in my vanilla life.  If you were to run into me on the street you would never know that i am the submissive husband portrayed here, by my outward appearance. I am the common "man-in-my-position" man that is in control all day type. Executive Business owner with more than 65 people that work for me.  There are a lot of people that count on my strength, my honor and my ability to lead others.  i give everyone the benefit of the doubt.  i think it is important as a human being that must the space on the planet with everyone else to be friendly to all folk. 

Just because when i am alone with my Mistress i feel i need to be naked, objectified, used, loved, vulnerable, dutiful and to be completely and utterly available for her, at her pleasure at any given time doesn't mean that Mistress will ultimately lose respect and desire for me. In fact, the man i am becoming as a result of my dedication and devotion to my Mistress Wife has made me a much better, kinder, more loyal, more trustworthy, stronger and more virile man to all other humans that aren't Mistress K as well.

I would love to know your thoughts?

Transitioning

All of things have transitioned in my life, in O/our lives since we decided to enter a true Wife Led Marriage.  There are the obvious things of course ...... and there is excitement in knowing that O/our life together will continue to grow in ways W/we haven't discovered together yet.

One of the changes (transition) that has occurred in me is my fantasies.  The subject of fantasies hasn't so much changed.  They are still mostly based in a trusting, loving Dominate/submissive context.  i even sometimes fantasize about being a temporary dominant in order to fulfill what may be a latent subconscious desire for Mistress to assume a submissive role temporarily.  i mean let's be honest, if it feels this amazing to give the gift of submission of your mind, your body, your sex, your orgasm to another, why would it be logical to assume that Mistress wouldn't sometimes want to experience that as well.  After all, prior to our loving FLM, we would switch roles.  But i digress .....

While placing the balls-splitting cock ring on this morning as Mistress instructed, i realized that ALL of my fantasies now include Mistress.  Yes, ALL of my fantasies now naturally include my beloved Mistress Wife and ALWAYS are with her being pleased in mind.  Whether the fantasy is Mistress leading me around by my balls on a leash in a public setting, or whether Mistress has decided that she wanted me to perform a sexual act for her for her viewing pleasure, either alone with toys or with another Domme or submissive, or whether it is watching Mistress having sex with another, um .... woman, the end result is always the same.  Pleasure for Mistress.

I have come to realize that this has happened naturally and is not something that i force myself to think or believe.  Once realizing this, a smile came over my face and i look upon it as a sign that the intent of offering my submission is real.  It is to please her. 

I love my Wife!