I Don't Like That Word

"I don't like that word pegging", Mistress said after talking about her reviewing my blog the other day.  I absolutely love it when Mistress has read my blog. 

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Mistress K. has always said that my blog was a place where i could write absolutely anything" I wanted and that she would never censor or edit what i put here.  Of course I have to promise to remain discrete and never to reveal anything that could jeopardize our privacy, but aside from that, I was free to write anything I want without fear of repercussions from her.

I asked her if there was a name or term she otherwise preferred and she said, "maybe, but i don't know what that is."

Now I have a job to do.  Find a word or phrase that describes strap on anal penetration by a Mistress of her loving submissive husband, that isn't "pegging". 

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I'm not doing this because I have to.  I don't have to.  I'm doing this because I don't want Mistress to always have a negative connotation that goes along with the use of a word that she doesn't like.

Any ideas?

Pending Punishment

Last night, I threw a bit of a hissy fit for something really stupid having to do with the dishes.  it was dumb.  Even worse, it pissed Mistress off  to the point that she was genuinely angry and was yelling at me in a way that is not at all characteristic of her.  It's understandable.  She was reacting to me in the very same way I was behaving.  The difference is ... she is allowed to.  I am not!

It didn't take long for me to recognize the error of my ways and soon I was keeling before her while was sitting in a chair (with a scowl on her face), explaining how sorry I was and begging for forgiveness.  it also didn't take long for Mistress to wag her finger in my face and tell me that my behavior was not at all acceptable and that she never wanted to see it again.  I agreed!

We "made up" quickly and soon I rose to my feet to let her resume watching her favorite TV show.  While standing, I asked Mistress if this now meant that had 3 separate punishment spankings coming my way instead of the 2 that have been pending for several days (real life has prevented Mistress from attending to those).  Without hesitation, Mistress said "No.  The other 2 punishments you have coming will be far worse than they would've been otherwise.  Now leave me be".  

It was a chilling comment.  One that has me nervous (more than usual) about my still pending punishments.  Really nervous.  Mistress has never really threatened harshness in her punishments before so i don't have a reference point to know exactly what that means.  We still have our vows renewal ceremony coming up in the next few days and I'm not sure if Mistress intends on incorporating these punishments into the 2 days we will be spending alone at a local resort, if she intends to get it out of the way before the ceremony. or if she intends on letting me stew in my nervousness until after our ceremony. 

Punishment - Well at least it's overwith

We are having record rain here in Phoenix today.  Chaos reigns as people try to make their way to school and work.  I took Mistress K. nearly an hour to get to the school and back, when it normally takes only 20 minutes, round trip.

While Mistress was gone, I was working and was mired in some drama at the office, completely immersed in my little world.  Mistress K. came home, and was doing various little things around the house when she came over to me while I was sitting in the chair, started kissing my neck.  It was awesome the way she was being all cute and flirty and attentive.  My first thought was Mistress wanted to resume the cock-therapy that took a hiatus over the weekend, and as such, my cock instantly became super hard.  Mistress K. had other plans.  She whispered something in my ear.  Can you guess what it was?

First I'll tell you what is wasn't.  It wasn't "mmmm, pet you are so sexy ... how about I let you masturbate to a full orgasm on my ass?"  No, it wasn't that.  It wasn't .... "how about we forget all about your little transgression yesterday of not having my coffee ready for me?"  No it wasn't that either.  What she did say made me break out in an immediate sweat.  She said  "why are your clothes still on?"  Yeah, that just happened.  I was so immersed in my own drama and the drama of the weather that I did not make sure I was naked upon Mistress K.'s return from taking the kids to school.  Her next words were even more ominous.  "Let's go take care of both punishments right now".

Mistress K. stood there and pointed to the ground, indicating where my shorts needed to be in a big hurry.  I lowered them immediately and began to try and talk Mistress out of punishing me on both accounts, to no avail.  She had me retrieve her pink leather paddle and had me follow her into the bathroom, where she had pulled out her vanity stool for my to lay across. Mistress delivered 30 lashes of the paddle for the coffee infraction yesterday and 20 lashes of the paddle for the "not being naked as required" infraction this morning.

They hurt .... especially the last 20!  Alas there is no picture of the aftermath.  Frankly, I forgot to ask Mistress to take a picture of it because I was too busy rubbing my red, sore ass.

The aftercare was wonderful as always and while kneeling naked, sweating and with a burning ass, I hugged Mistress and thanked her for my punishment.  I cherish the way we are together in aftercare.

It hurts now

Mistress K. and I recently had a nice regular meeting to discuss our FLM.  We both agree(d) that we love what this lifestyle has brought to our marriage.  I told her that now, whenever I have a sexual fantasy, it ALWAYS includes her.  I didn't tell her that because it was what I thought she wants to hear>  I told her that because it has become the truth, naturally.  I truly do not have any desire for sexual gratification that does not include Mistress.  Sure, it may include other women when I fantasize, but never, ever in the context of being alone with that woman or women.  In every instance, Mistress is of course the Dominant one, even in those fantasies where she is used sexually like san insatiable slut.  In those fantasies where another woman may be involved, Mistress is always the Alpha Domme, even if the other woman is also a Domme.

In any event, part of our conversation was about spankings.  As I promised I would, I let Mistress K. know that I thought that the punishment spanking (the ones intended to deter abhorrent behavior) needed to be significantly more severe.  I even said that I knew I would regret saying this to her each time I was subject to a punishment spanking, but I felt that I needed to be honest with her about it.

Yes ... well, yes, um ..... ow!  I have had one punishment spanking from Mistress since that conversation.  It was in the morning.  For the first time in a very long time, while sitting at my desk in my office wearing panties, I could still feel the tingle and itch of what had been a sound spanking from hours before.  That spanking hurt!

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That isn't a picture of the actual aftermath.  It is an actual picture of my ass after what Mistress used to give as a punishment spanking.  If Mistress will allow it in the future, I will ask her to take a picture of my ass after her new version of punishment spankings.

Well, this morning Mistress K. had to wake at 5am to take one of children to a sports activity.  Last night, both of use were down at the neighbors and I had a good bit to drink so when we got home, I asked for permission to go right to sleep and Mistress said yes.  Well, I walked right past the coffee maker which is a place I would normally stop so I could prepare the coffee maker to start brewing coffee before we woke up.  Long story short, Mistress did get up early, did take our child to the sporting activity and did accept my apology for not having her coffee available for her when she woke up.  Whew!

Then it came.  The text that read simply   .............   48  ............  All I could do was gulp, swallow and fret about what will be an upcoming punishment spanking that will result in my ass being on fire.  Shit!

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.

Sleeping with a butt plug

Mistress was helping her girlfriend by agreeing to stay with her while she hosted a birthday party for 10 (or so) screaming 9 year old girls at a local resort for most of the day yesterday and over night.  Local resorts here are a favorite place for locals to stay-cation at because it is so inexpensive.  In any event, after dropping Mistress off at the hotel, she instructed me to go home, shower and insert a butt plug.  I thought she only wanted me to wear it for the evening and remove it before going to bed.  Why?  I guess I don't know.  I guess I assumed that she would want me to remove it because even though I had done it before, it was when Mistress had given me free reign for a couple of days, and it was something I had always wanted to try because I had heard that it gives you erotic dreams (it does, btw). 

This morning, I had sent a "good morning Mistress" text so she would see it when she awoke.  After she responded a couple of hours later, I asked her if she wanted me to re0inseret the plug this morning or not.  That's when the trouble started. 

Mistress was none to happy that I was even asking because, as she pointed out, I hadn't asked for permission to remove it in the first place.  I apologized and tried to explain why I took it out but she was having none of it.  The only thing that mattered to her (and rightfully so) was that I removed it without permission.  I am getting better at it but I need to better at not assuming anything and that I need to ask permission for most such things.

After a bit of silence on the texting front, a short "no BP this morning" text comes thorugh, followed by a "i'll be home in ten" text.

Something New

Mistress has been dealing with her monthly visitor for that past couple of days.  Although she remains cheerful and as lovely as ever when this occurs monthly, it is not uncommon for her to lack sexual interest in general during this time. Yesterday, I walked up to her, grabbed her, was kissing her neck, grinding my hard cock against her and was being a rather needy, horny slave of a husband at that moment and she would have none of it.  She pushed me away and said "get away from me.  Not now".  Up to 5 minutes ago, that was indicative of her sex mood the past few days.

5 minutes ago she called me into the bathroom and locked the door behind me.  She had lube in hand.  She pulled my shorts to the floor and started rubbing my flaccid but rapidly hardening cock.  She made me watch it all in the mirror and stare at myself being stroked while she gave me my instructions for this Sunday.  Once she told me what I needed to accomplish today, she said that if I failed that she would force me to have several orgasms today, and that they wouldn't be the pleasant kind.  Whispering in my ear while stroking my cock she asked me "do you understand?"  I replied with a panting "yes Mistress". 

She immediately stopped, and said "good, then we are clear".  Go clean yourself up and walked away to the sink to clean the lube off her hands.  I reminded her too that the 48 hours would expire this afternoon and she said we wold be taking care of that punishment this evening, after the expiration of the 48 hours.  I don't know if that means another infraction for me because it will be past the 48 hours, or if she is using her right to change that rule.  I'm certain I will find out.

Ouch

There were 2 postponed punishments that were to come my way during that past week.  Real life had prevented Mistress from punishing me for a variety of reasons.  I knew that I was due the punishments, but frankly had allowed the knowledge to slip back into the middle of my mind rather that at the top of it.

This morning was a lovely morning.  I was working on the computer like I do most mornings.   Mistress had taken the kids to school, like she does most morning and while she was gone I got into the shower.  It was a wonderful shower.  I put a nice fresh smooth shave on my cock and balls for Mistress.  After I was all done preening, I was naked and walked into the kitchen to fix a little breakfast before work.  Mistress was back from taking the kids to school.  We exchanged some delightful small talk when Mistress said ........... "Let's go take care of at least one of those punishments that you have coming."   A giant lump appeared in my throat as I watched walk toward our bedroom.

I followed dutifully and walked right to the drawer in our closet where she keeps her paddle.  I returned to our bedroom to find that she had prepared the padded arm of an easy as the place where I was to be punished.  I dutifully laid my naked body across it and Mistress proceeded to administer my punishment.

Holy shit!  It hurt today.  A lot!!!  Mistress was clearly uninterested in my begging for her to stop and continued to paddle my naked bottom over and over.  It hurt!.  I begged her to think that she had paddled me enough but for a few minutes, that was met with silence.  Finally, she said "tell me your sorry".  I said I was sorry and began to plead with her some more.  She did stop then but did shortly thereafter.  Did i mention that it hurt?

Then she walked to the middle of the room and called me over, told me to kneel at which point i wrapped my arms around her while she was standing.  She asked me to tell her that I loved her, which of course i did, with emphasis, and held her tighter.  She told me to stand up, handed me the paddle to put away and told me to get dressed for work.  My previously rock-hard cock was soft, my ass was on fire and i had a thin layer of sweat over my entire body.

Um, yeah ...............

As I always do, i informed her that i was about to get dressed and she told me to wear my naughty-girl panties today because i was naughty.

I went to get dressed.  I slipped those naughty-girl thong panties up my legs and over my still-stinging bottom.  Right then i knew that the spanking i had just received was harder than normal.  I finished getting dressed, my erection had returned in full forced and on my way to leave i went over to Mistress and hugged her from behind.  I told her i was wearing my naughty panties because i was naughty.  I don't know why, but I chose that moment to tell her that my slut hole was always available to her.  She looked at me and paused for a moment, and then said simply said "of course it is". 

I thanked her for my spanking and kissed her on the neck and left for the office with a completely full tank of energy.  i love you Mistress.

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

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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?

Riding Crop

Years ago, before we entered into our current, acknowledged Female Led Marriage, we bought a riding crop.

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We would use it when we role played/s scenes during our "vanilla" days. It has some sentimental value to me because I remember it being one of the first D/s - BDSM style accessories and I can remember the complete and utter thrill that went through my body standing in line at the adult super-shop, waiting to pay for this. After, that person at the register was going to know that I was going to somehow engage in kink after my purchase. How naughty. How scandalous. Fast forward to yesterday when, after cleaning some things in the closet, Mistress K. came across our old buddy he riding crop. She laid it on top of my shorts so I would be sure to notice it when I changed clothes after work. And yes, I did notice, even slapping my hand hard several times, and then trying it on my ass, trying to anticipate what this thing would feel like during a (now) real punishment spanking. Fast forward again to this morning, after Mistress summoned me to the bathroom to be groomed, but before the actual grooming. She entered the bathroom with crop in one hand, a devilish smile on her face and lube in her other hand. She started jerking my cock, teasing it, trying to get it harder than it already was (not possible). She starting teasing me with the crop, She started slapping various parts of my body. My ass of course. I think she too wanted to know what it was going to be like to use the crop for a future "real" punishment. She slapped my erect cock quite often with soft swats from above, and she swatted by ball several times with softs swats from below. She used the crop to indicate that I was to spread me legs. Then spread them wider and wider till they were nearly as wide as the would go and still allow me to be able to stand. Then she used the crop to guide my hands to be placed behind my head. I was in the most vulnerable position and she was just beginning to explore various parts of my body with her newly re-discovered toy. She was having a ball alternating firm but gentle swats with crop with deliberate, slow stroking of my lube covered cock. I'll tell you. I believe that she is slowly trying to associate the urge to orgasm with the pain of a spanking. I told her once of a story I read where the Mistress was trying to achieve the ability to train her slave to be able to orgasm merely from receiving a spanking. Mistress K. didn't say that is or would be her intention, but I do remember she seemed to have great interest in hearing that story. As I mentioned in a recent post (the one previous), I thoroughly enjoy being objectified by Mistress. Standing there, arms behind my head, naked, legs spread wide, vulnerable and knowing that I am about to be positioned in such a way to be groomed, was wonderful. I could not keep my eyes off my Mistress while she was walking around my body having her fun with her crop.

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.

Again. yes!

i was putzing around the house when i heard ... "Lover, can I borrow you for a moment please?" and i was summoned to the bathroom.  She said "close the door and lock it".  She was in one of the room in the bathroom and said "face my mirror and masturbate".  A minute later She said described the bottle of perfume She liked to wear the most and had me hold it under my nose while i brought myself to and held myself at the edge of orgasm.  OMG ... i believe She very well may be training me to get an erection merely by the smell of that perfume.  The perfume is Issey Miyake.   i wonder what might happen if we are shopping someday and She wants to go perfume shopping.

i don't know what has gotten into my beloved Wife, but i like it!!!!

What will it be today?

As i do every morning, i presented myself naked to Mistress to inquire about what i would be wearing under my clothes today.  At that moment Mistress K. was frustrated by O/our little shithead dog because all he wanted to do was sniff around the ground outside and play, while all She wanted him to do was poop.  In that frustration, Mistress was not necessarily able to focus on what my attire would be for the day and then just blurted "it's a free day for you to choose what you want to wear". 

Hmmm, now what?

my mind immediately to go through my options and of course i immediately went to all of the things that i enjoy wearing the most.  Was it going to be the Velcro balls-separator that comfortably hold my balls so deliciously out in front of my legs when i sit and walk, that cause me to constantly be reminded of who owns them? 

Was it going to be another one of my favorites, our new glass butt plug that feels like it was made for me, which constantly fills me and reminds me of who owns the cavity that holds it? 

Would i go with cock ring with balls splitter?

 

 

Decisions, decisions.  i went with panties!  Why panties?  i didn't know exactly except that when the thought crossed my mind, my knee-jerk reaction was one of submission in that panties always make me feel like Mistress's little slut girl.  Also because i concluded that the decision was "edgy" because it was the first time on my own that i made a decision to wear panties.  i don't have a desire to be feminized with a wig, eye lashes, lipstick and the like, but i do admit that i enjoy the feeling i get when Mistress will have me dress like a slut.  i still have fond memories of when Mistress put a corset on me, which only served to rev up those 'dirty-girl' thoughts.  In fact, panties are a very key component of one of my favorite fantasy sex photos where a strap-on wearing Mistress has her black thong wearing submissive laying on his tummy on a foot stool, while she is adorned with a lovely strap on, and his black thong panties are pulled to the side for the sole purpose of making his bottom accessible to his Mistress.

 

My first instinct was to wear the glass butt plug because the last time wore it, it was a pleasurable delight even after it being inserted for 13 hours straight.  If you've never worn a butt plug, it helps when your colon is clear and your tummy is at rest and not churning, even a little.  This particular morning, i wasn't convinced that my tummy was restful enough to be able to last the whole day.  After concluding that, the thought did cross my mind to give it a go though because, let's be honest half the fun of wearing a plug is the process of inserting it.  After a minute of contemplation, i realized that it would merely be an opportunistic and dishonest way for me to justify satisfying the desire to penetrate my own ass, under the guise of considering it.  Mistress probably never even would've know because She was off that f*ucking dog of ours trying to him to poop.  Still, i couldn't do it because it would've been akin to lying to Her.

 

So, here i am, in my panties, relishing the feeling of the lace that holds them up and the material that splits my ass cheeks and rests right up again my tiny rear hole.  I feel like such and ass whore!  Thank you Mistress.  I love 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.

Spanked today

As many of you may already know, if i have done something that Mistress decides is an infraction, a 48 hour clock begins ticking the minute She says "48 hours".  That very thing happened yesterday (Monday) morning at 9:54 am when i left the house with dirty dishes in the sink.

In a previous post i talked about the myriad of feelings that go through my head when i am in this very situation of being made aware that i had an infraction and that the 48 hour clock began ticking.  The primary and sometime overwhelming feeling is of regret for having disappointed Mistress K.  i truly feel bad when i know that she has feels i have a punishable offense.  Another strong feeling is one of apprehension because i know it will hurt.  i have also talked in previous posts about wishing how Mistress K would test my limits further when administering a spanking to me and although i am certain that more intensity is necessary in my training and in order to correct my behavior, i know it will hurt even more than before. 

One of my followers MRBILL made a comment to yesterday's post and included a mention that he craved being dominated by his Mistress and wished she would spank him more (regularly).  Like most submissive husbands, i share that sentiment because i feel that without regular spankings, i will always be in a cycle of behaving in a way that will make Mistress proud (right after a spanking) to slowly behaving in a way that will increasingly disappoint Mistress. 

Lastly, when i am in the process of being spanked and if Mistress hasn't made me orgasm and ejaculate immediately beforehand (she'll do this only when there has been a serious infraction), my cock is rock hard even when the sting of the paddle is at it's very worst.  i used to wonder why that was because even though the whole idea of being naked before my Mistress for the purpose of being corrected by spanking is of course very erotic, but it's still intended to hurt and when it is a punishment spanking there is never the prospect of sex to follow.  Then i figured it out ... throughout my relationship with Mistress, starting when She was my girlfriend, then as my Wife, then as my Wife Mistress, i would get "love boners".  a love boner is a hard-on that i would while thinking about how much i love my Wife.  How much i ache for Her when i am not with Her and how beautiful She is.  When i get a love boner, it has nothing to do with sex and has only to do with the emotional joy i am feeling by the love that i have for Her.  Love boner is the explanation for my erection when i am receiving corrective pain or punishment from Mistress.

This is in my near future

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Wear the cage

i have to wear the cage today because Mistress caught me smoking.  i feel terrible and regret has set in.  Not because i got caught, and not because my punishment will now include at least having to wear this blasted thing, but because i let Mistress down.  :-(

It's been a while since i wore this thing under my clothes to work.

i am sorry Mistress!

Suggested Long Distance Instruction

One of my favorite regular commenters, Hannah Jay, made a comment on a recent post called "Free Day" where she explained how she enjoyed having her husband plunge his cock and balls into a bucket of ice water.  She described it as "fun" for her husband.

Well, Mistress must've been able to set aside some reading time while on the road because here is the text i received from Her last night;    

 

Hmmmm...

Tonight you are to chill your balls in a bowl of ice water 4 times. Each for 15 seconds with 30 second rests in between. At the end you are to masturbate to full erection and on the edge of ejaculation. Then dip your balls 1 last time for 15 seconds. Do not touch your cock after that for the rest of the night. =

 

I have never done that before and was a little apprehensive because, well, shit it was ice water and i was supposed to submerge my balls in it.  As i was preparing the bowl with ice and water, my cock got rock hard and i know it was because i was about to do something that i normally would not at all like to do, but doing it for my Mistress gave me immense erotic pleasure.

i placed the bowl on a short stool and lowered my trembling balls into the icy exactly as instructed above and then went on to complete the task as instructed.

How did it go?  IT WAS COLD!  It wasn't painful but it was cold.  During the last plunge into the icy water, i left my balls submerged for 30 seconds instead of only 15 because i wanted to see if i could do.  Of course i was able to do it but just barely.  i later texted Mistress and asked if this was an activity that She now liked and her reply was an ominous "maybe".  We'll see.

Well Hannah Jay, as promised, if it happened i was going to tell you about it, so here you go, consider yourself told.  Mistress seemed to enjoy your suggestion very much. 

Free Day

i was just informed by Mistress that this evening i will have free access to the pleasure of by body , in any way i want, to do anything i wish to myself sexually.  Not only that ....... get this, i am required to bring myself to orgasm.  Yes, that's what i said, i am required to bring myself to orgasm.  What a special treat, a special that Mistress had given to me.

When i first saw the words on the text, i thought she must be kidding.  Maybe it was a typo?  So i asked for her to confirm that not only was i allowed to cum, i was REQUIRED to cum.  Holy crap!!  It didn't take long for me to realize that this would be the first time in 2 years that will orgasm fully and ejaculate without her being a witness.  my initial reaction was unsettling.  i have lovingly and willingly committed myself to only ever ejaculating while in the presence of my Mistress.  So late, when i am done teasing and denying myself repeatedly, and i am done repeatedly filling my hungry bottom with her strappy cock, i will have an orgasm.  One hour from now, i will be going to have dinner with some buddies.  While there i will be wearing my new glass plug (wearing it now) and will have my balls-stretcher harness on in tribute to my Mistress Wife.

There is an old joke .....  "I had sex last night and i was nervous.  Yeah, I was all alone."  Genuinely, i will be nervous.

I love you Mistress.  You are a glorious Mistress, lover, Wife and friend.  Thank You.