Here it comes I'm afraid

Yesterday, I blew up at Mistress.  Not because of anything she had done, or done wrong even.  It's just that I was at a peak of frustrations that had nothing to do with Mistress or our lifestyle.  Shit from work (people are sometimes just weasel-ass fuckers, aren't they?) and I was frustrated at a stupid faucet on a bathroom vanity that Mistress wanted me to install. 

In the several wonderful years that we lived in our FLR, I have so very rarely allowed my frustrations in things that don't include mistress, to come out in frustration for Mistress.  yesterday was one of those days.  I am so very proud of my Mistress Wife.  She knew the benefit of letting me blow off steam before she approached me to calmly ask me to settle down.  When I didn't settle down ... she had very little interest in accepting my behavior and very sternly let me know!  It took me a total of five minutes for me to come to senses and realize that not only did I blow up about essentially nothing, and certainly nothing to do with Mistress, but that my being pissy like I was is not something that should affect Mistress .... in any way  .... ever.

We are all good.  In fact, we are even better than we were because each of us continues to grow in our respective roles.  There was nothing sexual at all about my outburst, nor in her commanding that it end.  Nothing at all.  Recalling this non-sexual event however has me hard as a rock because the only thing I can focus on was how Mistress did not waiver, did not back down, did not engage in an argument with her lunatic submissive husband.  Instead ... she ended it!  I love you Mistress.

Have a great weekend everyone.  Mistress and I are planning to head back to the mountains this week for an 3 day weekend. 

SHIP

P.S.  Mistress did mention after the episode was over that the punishment I am still waiting to receive from a previous infraction (because she said it requires enough space and time to be able to execute in the manner she had in mind), will now be "significantly more escalated as a result of our little episode".  After saying that to me, she kissed me on the head, patted me on the ass and left the room.

Punishment Spanking on my mind

Over the past few days, I've had punishment spankings on my mind.  Not fantasies (well not all fantasies), not questioning it use or importance in my life with Mistress K. (I never have a single doubt about), but more along the lines of how and in what context.

I told Mistress K. about a very short dream I had the other night that mostly included a spanking wall.  We were somewhere (I don't know where) and we were with people (I don't know who) that we were with in a banquet room (I don't know why) eating dinner or something at a table that probably sat 10.  The chair next to me was empty (Mistress K.'s seat I presume) but the rest of the table was full.  Oh, and I was naked and wearing a ball harness that is basically a Velcro secured piece of rubber that wraps around the base of my balls and separates them from the rest of my body.  Mistress will sometimes have me wear this under my clothes.  Also, it has a "D" Ring attached to it.  Even though I was naked, it didn't seem at all out of place.  I was engaged with everyone else at the table in witty banter when all of a sudden Mistress comes up to me, grabs me by the ear, pulls me to my feet and begins to scold me for something.  I don't what for though.  She is NOT happy (thank God it was just a dream).  She attached a leash to my balls harness and roughly pulls on it indicating that I should follow her.  She leads me into a room and on the far wall there are three hooks.  Two of them are high and have cuffs attached to them and the other on is the same height as my balls harness.

She leads me to this wall, still obviously not happy with me for some reason.  She secures my wrists in the cuffs and attaches them to the hooks in the wall.  It fully stretched my arms and body although my feet are still comfortably on the floor.  She attaches my balls harness tightly the third and by doing so, it pulls the entire front of my body flush and tight up against the wall.  I'm scared shitless.  Not because it appears that I am about to get a punishment but because she is obviously not happy with, I mean really, really not happy) and I don't know why.  Standing there, securely bound and pressed to the wall, she whispers behind me in an obviously angry voice .... This is going to test your boundaries, your devotion to our marriage and your courage.  With that she left the room, closing the door behind her, leaving me all alone in that position.  Then I WOKE UP!

When I woke up I was so relieved that it was a dream because I never, ever want for Mistress to be angry like that toward me.  I told her about it briefly and we haven't had any time alone to discuss it further other than for her to say "I like the sound of that wall".

Then, when browsing this morning, I came across this story from Femdomous:

http://www.femdomous.com/femdom-sex/one-orgasm-two-spankings

Take a moment and read it.  It's a fantasy site that has all kinds of Femdom stories, but I mostly like it because there is always a sexy drawing accompanying the story.  This story happened to be about what I believe to be the absolute worst kind of punishment spanking there.  The dreaded post-orgasm story.  If you are a submissive man, and have ever been required to an orgasm immediately preceding a harsh punishment spanking, you know what I am talking about.  It's the worst!

Mistress K. has done this to me on only 2 occasions in the past.  I can tell you I high degree of certainty that is never something I want to have happen to me again.  Did I mention it was awful?

Submissive men .... do what you are told and behave yourselves soyou can minimize the chances of this ever happening to you. 

Dominant Wives/Women  .... if you ever want to really emphasize the punishment part of a punishment spanking. this will do it.

I'm pretty sure that these two things are a primary reason that I have had spankings on my mind the last few days.  Oh, that and the fact that Mistress owes me 2 punishment spankings.

Just returned

Hi everyone.  I hope each of you had a lovely weekend.  Our family just returned from another visit to the mountains of Arizona where we really enjoy going in the summer.  Gets hot in Phoenix in the summer you know!

While there, we stayed with friends and there were kids running about as well.  There was a particular moment where we would have 15 minutes or so of known alone time.  I was in the garage on my way into the house when Mistress opened the door, poked her head out and said "get hard and come put yourself inside".  At first I didn't think I heard her correctly because I wasn't expecting it so when she repeated herself, the getting part was accomplished in about 2.3 seconds.

Once inside, I found her in the bedroom was had just removed her pants and was lowering her panties.  Side note .... seeing Mistress bottomless while still wearing something on top has always been one of my favorites visions of her.  She has such a sexy and hips area and when being bottomless, it is perfectly accentuated.  But I digress ............

Mistress leaned over the bed and ordered me to put my cock inside her.  In instants like this, when something so sexy is unexpected, I can sometimes last for a good long time.  This wasn't one of those times and it wasn't even a minute or so before I had to pull out and fight real hard not to cum, or ejaculate.  As much as Mistress is aware that the orgasm denial lifestyle and frequent edgings that I am subject to do a good job of keeping me in a constant state of arousal, she also knows that it plays hell on my ability to last long enough sometimes for her to get the kind of pleasure she wants in spontaneous moments like this.  She didn't express too much disappointment, but I could tell that she had some.  At least a little.  I offered to put pinky (cock extension) on and give her a good, hard fucking but she felt we were running out of "safe alone time".  She stood up from the bed, turned to face me, kissed me tenderly and told me I was not allowed to clean her juices from my cock. She also said, "we are going to have to work on you lasting longer".  I reminded that not too long ago we were doing cock therapy for this very reason.  You can see some of the posts regarding cock therapy by clicking on "cock therapy" under the Labels section on the right side and at the bottom of the page here.  Basically though, cock therapy was an exercise she would put me through by declaring a certain number of thrusts inside I was expected to complete without stopping and without having to pull out.  Any number less than the prescribed number meant that was how many hard paddle swats I was to receive immediately.  Say the number she gave was 100 and I go only go (nonstop) to 30.  I'd get 70 spanks right then!

She smiled, kissed me again and said, "yeah, maybe we'll start that again and went to the bathroom.  when she returned, she was instantly reminded that I was still scheduled for a 48 (a spanking she declared was due within 48 hours because of an infraction).  Actually, I was due for 2 of them.  Still naked, I was ordered to the close and told to wait.  A few seconds later she entered, fully clothed and  started spanking my bottom with her bare hand.  She's a strong girl and packs a wallop, even with her hand, but Mistress prefers an implement and asked if I had packed her paddle.  After saying no, because she hadn't told me to, she spotted the belt still in my shorts in a clump on the floor.  She immediately pulled the belt from the shorts and proceeded to redden my ass with the belt.  I always my best to remain still because i want Mistress to see me being brave for her paddlings but sometimes the paddle (in this case the belt) stings like a mother and I'll instinctively move away.  After being ordered back into position, Mistress resumed then completed my spanking and had me kneeling on the floor, red assed and naked, for some after care.  She pulled my face into her belly and lifted her shirt so that I could kiss and nuzzle in her belly.  She knows that it is my happy place to be after a spanking.  I apologized for my behavior and thank her for giving me my spanking.  Just I was about to ask Mistress if I could ask her for something special in the punishment department,  everyone starting returning to the house, which require that discussion to happen at a later time. 

What I wanted to ask her was .... while we are in the mountains and when we are with so many others, which is most of the time, when Mistress declares that's a spanking was necessary, could we take a drive into the forest and have my punishment be executed there? 

More to come bur for now, real life needs my attention. 

Sunday, yummy Sunday

Yesterday (Sunday) we, as a family, had a day with nothing on the schedule for any of us.  A rare thing indeed lately.  I was thrilled because it meant that I was going to be able to work on the car in the garage, which is very much akin to therapy for me.  It wasn't that any therapy was needed, but there is just something so satisfying about getting your hands dirty, and building or fixing something. 

While in the garage, I was summoned into the house by Mistress who promptly declared that she would prefer that I be wearing pretty panties while I was engaged in my manly garage activities.  "Yes Mistress", and off I went in to the closet and put on some pretty panties.  I was then excused into the garage to resume my Macgyver-like activies ... with a contented smile on my face. 

Soon, Mistress appeared in the garage to let me know that she was taking all the kids somewhere and would return shortly.  My head firmly buried in my work, I responded with a loving "yes Dear" and off she went.  She returned a short time later and approached me in the garage and tapped me on the shoulder.  "Perhaps we should take care of your punishment now that we have the house all to ourselves?"  You see, Mistress had witnessed my bathroom sink being in an unsightly condition on two separate occasions in the last couple of days and had declared that a punishment would be coming for that.  At that particular moment, I was greasy, grimy, sweaty from the work that I was doing and had asked Mistress if we could delay it because I was at a particular point in my work where it was helpful to keep going.  She looked at me, brows furrowed a bit, paused for a few seconds and just said   "Okay, I guess".  It was clear that that she didn't want to delay but for some reason allowed it.  Maybe it was the sight of her grimy submissive that allowed to her acquiesce.

After just a few moments of thinking of it, I wondered to myself what the hell was I thinking?  I very quickly cleaned all of the grin and stuff off me and went into the house, apologized to her for even suggesting that she consider a delay and asked her if we could proceed with the execution of my punishment.  She was not mad, but she wasn't entirely happy either.  She replied with a "sure" and continued doing what she was doing.  I knew to immediately remove all of my clothes because it is our rule that I be naked when we are alone, unless instructed otherwise.  When I was naked down to my panties, I asked Mistress if I should leave them on and she said "yes, of course".  Once naked (almost) and standing at attention before her, she turned and moved toward the bedroom and said "come with me".  She locked the bedroom door, went and retrieved a small stool that have, put it in the middle of the room and laid 2 large pillows on it.  She pointed and told me to get in position and went to the closet to retrieve her paddle. 

When she returned, she was standing over me and said something to the effect of  ... this punishment isn't for something as serious as your previous punishment (unauthorized ejaculation).  It was however, part of a renewed effort to be consistent with our mutual communication as we discussed earlier in the week at our revealing dinner.  After her comment, I was relaxed, thinking that this spanking could even be a little fun because she was in a good mood, feeling playful and just told me it was for a far less serious infraction than what I was spanked for (ouchy!!!) on Wednesday.  Mistress reached down and gently lowered my panties to just below my ass, and the spanking began.  The first few swats were light, tender and frankly enjoyable.  After that ....... OUCH!  This was my new reality.  My spankings would be meaningful (ouchy), no matter how minor the infraction from now on. 

Mistress let me have it.  She has become especially proficient at knowing how to get that extra sting out of the very tip of her pink leather paddle.  Despite my best efforts to receive my spanking without complaint, I was writhing and yelping in no time as she continued with her very deliberate, painful punishment.  When she finally finished, I was covered in sweat and panting heavily.  She pulled up my panties, had me kneel before her and she administered her usual aftercare.  After I thanked her for my spanking, she said "you're welcome pet" and moved to put the paddle away in her special drawer.  Here is the aftermath.  It doesn't look as bad as it was in the picture and what can't be seen in the picture very definite outline of the end of the paddle on the side of my right cheek. 

This is my new reality.  I am conflicted because the more consistent and more severe spankings is something we both know is needed, and for that I couldn't be more grateful.  On the other hand, it hurts like hell!  I can tell you this .... my sink will be in pristine condition from now on. 

On another note, we had a beautiful night after the kids went to bed from which I was given a few yummy treats.  Details to follow in a forthcoming post.

Ejaculating without permission

It happened.  It has never happened before but it happened.  About a week ago, Mistress wanted me inside her while she was using her vibrator to have an orgasm.  On this occasion, she had specifically told me that I would not be having an orgasm, ruined or otherwise.  It is my job of course to pull out if I get too close to the edge but on this occasion, I pulled out too late.  I didn't have an orgasm (not even a ruined one for that matter) but my body just took over and a small ejaculation happened.  All over her tummy.  My initial hope was that it was just a build up of pre cum, bit alas, it was the real thing.

This marks the first time that I have ejaculated without permission.  Not only did I not have permission, but was specifically told NOT TO!

My friend little girl talked about the nervous anticipation that goes along with knowing that a punishment spanking is pending, and not knowing when or to what extend.  You can read her words here: 

http://submissivelittlegirl.blogspot.com/2015/04/crawling-back-to-you.html?showComment=1427987278030#c5562281381450916194

Nervously, I attempt to "prepare myself mentally" for what is coming, but it only seems to manifest itself in shame and regret for having displeased Mistress the way I did.

I'll keep you posted.

Spanking Boot Camp

Could this fellow be in boot camp in this picture?


I have read at a number of sites/blogs about spanking boot camp.  It seems that everything I see and read only talks about in the past tense, or in such a way as to assume the reader is familiar with the basic idea of what it all entails.  Maybe I'm just as dork, but I'd sure love to know if there is a definition of what Spanking Boot Camp is, what it entails, how it's done. 

Can any of you, my dear friends and readers, help a guy out?  If you know, and wouldn't mind educating an eager yet naïve submissive husband, I would surely appreciate it.

Have a great week everyone!

We never really fight

But last night we had a tiff.  Mistress was explaining what had just happened with one of our kids and I was rolling my hand as if to encourage her to get to the point.  That's when the trouble started. It was an incredibly rude thing to do and she let me know she wasn't at all happy with me by immediately sopping the conversation, leering at me and then going silent.  For about 15 minutes following, I brooded thinking she shouldn't be so upset over something so small. 

We went about our business getting dinner ready which required some interaction.  It was clear that she remained unhappy with me.  I thought about the many wise words from my dear friend I'm Hers (  http://im-hers.blogspot.com/  ) and quickly realized that my actions were both unnecessary and disrespectful.  I sincerely apologized to Mistress K and she quickly accepted my apology.  I immediately felt that I may have avoided one of those "severe punishment spankings".  The kind where Mistress K. forces me to masturbate to orgasm proceeding a hard spanking.  Quickly things got back to "normal" and we were having a nice, wonderful evening enjoying each other's company.

I went to bed before Mistress K. and fell asleep quickly.  I had showered before going to bed and thought I'd surprise her by having her sub laying naked in bed, wearing a hint of her favorite cologne that she loves so much.  When she came to bed she nuzzled beside me and started rubbing my butt, running her fingers lightly over and barely between my ass cheeks.  She knows how much I love that.  She whispered to me that I had angered her earlier and that this was now that second offense for which I had a spanking pending, while she continued to rub my bottom.  She abruptly removed the sheets, exposing my bare ass and gently placed a kiss on my ass.  I was both horny and worried about what was to come next.  She stopped rubbing me and then rolled over and settled in for the night.  She said goodnight, placed a hand on my ass and drifted off to sleep.  I tried to entice some more of her tender attention to my bottom but she was not interested.  We both fell asleep.

This morning was like any other morning.  Mistress retrieved the coffee I had made for and set about getting ready for her day.  After her shower, while she was about to blow dry her hair, she called me into the bathroom, had me lock the door, told me to get some lube and instructed me to sit on the floor and masturbate while she dried her hair.  She was naked expect for the Uggs boots she likes to wear in the morning.  I began to masturbate while watching her dry her hair.  She was a vision of gorgeousness occasionally leaning over to offer me a view of hat ass I love to worship so much.  She stopped and said "you will not be cumming"!  When I told her I was going to cum if I didn't stop stroking, she said "you'd better figure it out".  OMG it was torture.  I was successful in continuing without cumming but it was the most intense edging I have had in some time.  When she was done drying her hair, she said "you may stop now.  Get cleaned up and return to what you were doing."  I'm not certain, but I'm pretty sure that was a form of punishment because Mistress wouldn't let me stop, and she wouldn't let me cum, and she wouldn't let me touch her.

As I write this, my blue balls ache while my mind considers my pending punishment(s).  I am so sorry Mistress.

What is it about spankings?

There have been plenty of discussions on blog sites lately about the real value (or perhaps the lack thereof) of spankings, in particular as used as form of punishment, training or discipline.  there have been plenty of lucid, logical and reasonable points and comments made on both ends of the spectrum.  To some, they are valueless and merely are used in order to satisfy one's kink, either for the spanker or the spankee.  Ok, I get that, and at the end of the, all of the opinions expressed are real and valid as they relate to each couples individual circumstances within the confines of their relationship.  On the other hand, none of the comments or opinions are valid if those opinions are intended to dispute an opposing opinion.  They are just that .... opinions.  I'll try to describe mine.

Yesterday morning, Mistress K. informed me that at the end of the day, I was going to be spanked, as a punishment, for the recent transgression of failing to get her coffee for her on Sunday morning past.  As it turned out, life circumstances took over which caused all of the energy necessary to properly execute my spanking, to be drained by the end of the day.  I respectfully asked Mistress if we could postpone my spanking punishment for another time because I was dead ass tired and I could also tell that so was Mistress.  She agreed, but with a caveat ........... that it will be more severe than what it would've been had it been performed last evening.  "Yes Mistress, I understand" was my reply.

When we crawled into bed, I apologized to her for the transgression that earned me the upcoming punishment, much the same way I would've following the spanking had it actually been performed.  I truly do feel regret when something Mistress expects from me doesn't happen.  We talked a little about it and I actually said that I didn't like to be spanked.  I mean, I didn't like the actual act of her pink leather paddle coming down hard on my bare ass.  That part hurts.  I also said that the comfort of knowing that I am to face something that I don't necessarily enjoy (the actual burning sting of that paddle), was something that am so very thankful of and that the joy and comfort I get from knowing that I will face a spanking punishment, completely eclipses any negative feeling I may have about the actual contact of the paddle on my bottom.

I've been thinking about it ever since and have come to the following conclusion.  First an foremost, the very fact that my beloved wife will accept the role of my key holder, my disciplinarian, the leader of our marriage, the owner of my sex and the sole source of not my sexual pleasure, but life pleasure as well .... is very emotionally comforting and something that is very important to me.  I also very much love basking in the ritual of being punished by her paddle.  Being required to voluntarily present my naked body to her, in order for her ritualistically spank my naked ass while I hold still in a required position (whatever that may be), is so very important to me, as well as to Mistress K.  The first time I was spanked had a element of humiliation.  After that, the humiliation evolved into a source of pride and became an important, symbolic gesture of my devotion to Mistress K., every time I was spanked.  Also, and just as important, the emotional cleansing that comes from being spanked as a punishment, and the subsequent emotional that come from the after care, is, well, beautiful.   Mistress K. and I agree that the best thing that comes from using a harsh spanking as punishment is that it speeds the process of "wiping the slate clean" and allows us to go forward without the risk of one or both of us carrying any negative feelings forward. 

Being spanked hurts, and when it is happening, I truly want it to end.  But then, usually when the  spanking is over, I secretly wish that it had been longer and more severe than it was  ... that I had been required to put "more skin in the game" so to speak.  I think this happens because as soon as it is over, the pleasure of demonstrating to Mistress that I am willing to participate in something that I don't logically want to do (spanking), is over.  It's crazy, I know.  It probably explains why when I read stories about submissive husband being required to consume their own cum, I always have two thoughts in my head.  One is .... Gross!  the other is Why do I have an erection?

At the end of the day, I am so very grateful to be subject to punishment spankings from my Mistress.  I love you Mistress.

I think you'll be milked tonight

This morning, we were standing together in the kitchen, about to make breakfast for the kids.  There was a familiar aching in my balls ad I let Mistress know that they ached.  I didn't for any other reason than to let her know the status of her sub's condition.  Without hesitation she said, "Hmm, I think we'll milk you tonight".  I asked if she meant anally or if she intended to ruin an orgasm.  She said "I don't know yet".  We then went about making breakfast.  She then reminded me that I didn't notice that she was awake and as such had to get her own coffee.  I am now due to be punished.  It's been a  while since I have been spanked and now I will spend the entire day with nervous anticipation.

Her words did nothing to help my current condition.  Hopefully her words will come true and will help my future condition.

Do Happy Couples Masturbate?

I came across this little article that discusses whether "Happy Couples Masturbate".  Here it is:

https://www.yahoo.com/style/do-happy-couples-masturbate-110287879458.html

I wasn't much surprised from reading the article.  These types of articles reveal similar information each time one is published.  People discussing how natural it is and that every does it (and we do).  The more there is "conversation" going on about sexual things that were once only discussed behind closed doors or in Penthouse Forum articles, the better as far as I am concerned.   I've also noticed an increases in titillating articles such as this one since the movie depicting America's latest obsession  came out over the weekend.  Again, I think it's nice.

One thing that you'll notice in the article is that when describing happy couples that masturbate, they talk only about the woman that masturbates, again in the context of a "happy couple" .... whatever that might be.  In fact, in this article and others, they point out that the more unhappy the marriage is, the more frequently the man in the relationship will masturbate.  I wholeheartedly agree that this little factoid is true.  I'll even suggest that one could turn that a around a bit and be just as accurate ..... the more the man masturbates, the more unhappy his marriage becomes."  Kind of a "chicken-and-the-egg" syndrome.  It's very likely in my opinion that they are both entirely true and have a direct correlation to each other.

Over the weekend, Mistress and I were talking and extoling the virtues of our relationship.  We were both prideful and beaming about how wonderfully our FLM has gone and that we are so much more in love, in lust and in tune with each other than we have ever been before.  We are connecting on a level so much deeper than either of us could've imagined when we first fell in love, and even when we first crossed over into our FLM.  I firmly believe that none of this would've been possible if it wasn't for one core principle in our Female Led Marriage ....... a complete and utter prohibition for me to masturbate without approval from Mistress, and under the direct supervision of Mistress.

Be fore our FLR, I masturbated at least three times a week.  Usually in the shower and it was usually impromptu.  Each time, in the back of my mind, I knew that I was letting some of my lust, some of my passion, wash away and down the shower drain.  I wouldn't hide it from my (then vanilla) wife.  We were open about things then too.  I masturbated not because I was unhappy with my wife. Not at all.  I did it because I could, whenever I was horny I just did it.  You know, "if it feels good do it" mentality.  Little did I know then that what I was doing was depriving my marriage, my wife and myself from the otherwise available sexual energy that was now just swirling down the drain every other day or so in the shower. 

This very topic was one of the main reasons for my desire to formerly ask my wife if she would consider becoming my Mistress Wife.  I am prohibited from touching myself sexually in any way, even in the tiniest way.  I am only allowed to touch any part of my body in a non-sexual way and the obvious sexual parts of my body I am only allowed to touch for naturally occurring things or to clean them.  Mistress trusts me implicitly in this regard and I have never even considered breaking that trust.  Knock on wood.  To do so would mean enforced chastity (cock cage) or severe punishments, or both.

All this being said and with the complete loss of freedom to touch myself sexually, and with the rare orgasms, sometimes rare teasing and denial, I have never had better more loving sex in my entire life.  I couldn't be happier and the true, down in the soul, deep, deep love that I genuinely have for my Goddess Queen Wife has never been better.

Have a great week everybody!

How did your punishment go this morning (by request)

Details of the punishment spanking I received this morning (see blog post title "will be kneeling and waiting" from yesterday as to why), as requested by my friend, Florida Dom:

Yesterday, after Mistress informed me that was to be punished within 48 hours, I texted her and asked if I should be naked, kneeling and prepared to receive my spanking this morning.  She texted right back with a simple "yes". 

This morning, as Mistress left the house to take the children to school, I immediately got in the shower.  i wanted to be sure this  body, that Mistress owns and was about to be presented to her, was freshly cleaned and freshly shaved.  Quickly but thoroughly is scrubbed my body clean and put a fresh shave on my cock, balls and ass.  After my shower I went over and quickly brushed my teeth, cleaned up the clothes I was wearing before I got in the shower and straightened up a little.  I went into the closet to retrieve her pink, leather paddle.  I had every intention of being kneeled, naked and holding her paddle in the palms of my hand when she entered the house.  As I was making my toward the door to kneel and wait, she walked in the door.  i wasn't kneeling but i was naked and I did have her paddle in my hand.  She was very pleased.

At that moment I informed Mistress that I was in a bit of a rush because i was hosting a conference call and needed to get to the office to do that.  Depending on the length and severity of the punishment she had in mind, I wanted to offer her the option of having enough time to get what she wanted accomplished, whatever she wanted that to be.  There was still 24 hours left the 48 hour window.  We had like 6-7 minutes.  She looked at me a moment and simply said ... "go to the bedroom". 

I walked in the bedroom, faced the door and stood there with my hands behind my back.  In 30 seconds or so, she walked through the door toward me and pointed to the ground and said "get on all fours".  I did so right away.  She retrieved a throw pillow from her chair (the "Throne") that she uses in our bedroom, placed it on the floor and told me to bury my face in the pillow with my ass in the air.  I began to worry because for me, this is the most painful position to receive a spanking in because it stretches the skin on my bottom tight.  She stood before me then straddled my body facing away from me.  In no time WHAP.  The first swat came and it was no warm-up kind of slap.  She repeated those until i received (guessing) 20-25 hard swats of the leather paddle.  It was quick.  It was purposeful and it hurt!!!  When she was done, she rubbed my hot bottom with her warm hands for about a minute, then said "up", which means I am to kneel before her so I can thank her or my spanking and so she can apply after care.  I wrapped my arms around her and pull my face into the favorite part of her body right after I get punished.  Her belly.  She rubbed my head and told me it was over and that she loved me.  Then, she pulled her night shirt up so my face could rest on her bare tummy.  Up to that moment, my cock was not hard.  It was not a sexually arousing spanking.  The she symbolically offered me her bare belly to recover in, my cock got rock hard (love boner) as I wallowed there in my sub space.  After another minute she told me to get dressed and go to work.  On this day, under my clothes ... my instructions were to wear nothing, including underwear. 

When I got to the office and shut off the car, I texted her to tell that my bottom was still feeling it ... and then I said "Thank you".

Will be kneeling and waiting

Mistress K. sent a text that included the words "48 hours" and a picture of the full garbage can that remained after I left for the office.  Guh! 

(for those of you that don't know, when Mistress says 48 hours to me, it means that within 48 hours I am to see to it that I receive a punishment spanking.  No excuses, no extending the time ... unless she decides to.  If for whatever reason the punishment spanking is not delivered within those 48 hours, another more significant spanking is then due.)

I so very much hate it went I have disappointed Mistress in even the slightest way.  Not at all an excuse, but I was running around trying to get ready, placing the leather cock ring with ball splitter that Mistress told me to wear today, putting on my suit and trying not to be late for an important early meeting I had. 

When Mistress told me to take out the garbage on her way out the door to take the kids to school, I acknowledged and even said to myself ... "don't forget dummy". 

I forgot.  Guh!

So, tomorrow, when she returns from taking the kids to school, I will be kneeling, naked, offering her the pink leather paddle and then presenting myself for a punishment spanking.  Guh!  Way to go dummy!

She needed it now

We have the greatest neighborhood.  We can spontaneously end up at any of our neighbors house, have dinner together, get our drink on and just have a great time.  Last night was one of those occasions.  We were dancing, listening to music and having a great time.  Mistress K. came over to tell me that I had an "infraction" that I would be punished for at a later time.  I asked her what for and she said "I don't know.  All I know is that Julie (not her real name) just told me that you were being a bad boy".  I'm certain it wasn't in the context of Julie actually knowing our FLM dynamic and that she was just kidding but nonetheless, it seems I have earned a punishment.  Even tough she was only joking, Mistress replied to Julie very loudly for everyone to hear that she was gong to spank me later for that.  This was while the girls were all dancing with each other.  Laughs all around and nothing else came of it.  We'll see if Mistress really does intend on giving me a true punishment.

Mistress and I came home around 11pm and after made quick work of a temporarily, emotionally, needy child, she pulled me into the bedroom, locked the door and proceeded to the closet where she told me to get out of my clothes.  It wasn't 10 minutes earlier that each of us was saying how we regretted having drunk too much earlier in the evening and how we each hoped it wasn't going to be one of those regrettable nights hugging the toilet.  Now, Mistress is getting out of her clothes, telling me to do the same and she had that unmistakable look of "you are going to fuck me hard" in her eyes. 

Honestly, I wasn't in the mood but the mere thought that I was being called upon to fuck my Mistress, hard and dirty like she wanted me too got my cock to begin to grow.  She told me to get pinky, which of course is our cock sleeve.  Wearing it means that I feel virtually nothing on my cock and so therefore I can fuck Mistress as long as she wants usually.  That being said, even though it is like wearing 1000 condoms, eventually the mere fact that I am sexually satisfying my Mistress in this way is eventually enough for me to eventually have to tell Mistress that an ejaculation is near.  That didn't happen for a good 15 minutes of hard "fuck me like a whore" fucking, but alas, the need to informed Mistress I was nearing the edge was upon me.  She forbade me from coming.

She had already had one orgasm and although she was also fighting off the effects of maybe too much alcohol, Mistress needed to orgasm again.   This time she wanted me to put a finger in her ass while she held the vibrator against her clit.  What an incredible scene it was being behind Mistress with her ass in the air, face on the bed, vibrator on her sex, finger in her ass and a pinky covered cock in her pussy.  She was completely lost in the abandonment of being fucked like a wanton slut and I wasn't going to anything but encourage her.  When my finger entered her bottom hole and she let out a guttural moan of delight, I knew she wanted more.   So I leaned to where her head was resting on the bed and while she was being fuck, fingered and vibed, I whispered a suggestion that she would probably prefer to have my cock in her ass than her finger.  No response.  Nothing.  So I continue fucking her hard, pressing her head in the bed as if to hold her down while she was being fucked and she was loving every second of it. 

With that she said "you're right, I do need your cock in my ass" and she lifted her head from the bed, ordering me to remove pinky and to put some lube on my cock.  By the time I remove the sleeve, applied the lube to my cock and returned, she was laying on her side with one leg extended and the other leg had her knee pulled up to her chest.  She was working the vibrator feverishly against her clit and was inviting me to enter her bottom by pulling her cheeks apart slightly.  As much as she tried, she just couldn't find my cock entering her ass comfortable in the position, which was too bad because it was the sexiest that I have witnessed in a long time  The sight of my Mistress inviting my cock into her most intimate orifice was just so amazing.  She told me to lay on my back and when I did, she straddled me with her beautiful ass hovering over my cock.  She wanted to be able to control the penetration and she slowly lowered herself onto my cock while keeping the vibrator right on the sweet spot.  I could feel my cock slowly enter her warm, tight hole and I could the primal lust on her face and in her body as she hovered over.  Once inside, she began to slowly move and while never allowing the head of the vibrator to leave her clit, and while my cock fully buried in her most intimate hole, Mistress began to have the most incredible, powerful, intense orgasm she has had in some time.  It was just so awesome to see.

When she was done and after she recovered, she laid on top of me, holding me tight and with so much love I could feel it in my toes.  She left my cock in her bottom while we laid there for a while and then after a few minutes, she eased herself off the intruder in her bottom, rolled to the side and said, "go clean up.  It's time for sleep".  I did as I was told, cleaned myself, the toys and put everything away and waited for her to return to the bed after doing her thing in the bathroom.  She climbed in to bed naked and looking like a just ravaged Mistress that wanted to get some sleep.  I welcomed her in to bed, kissed her goodnight and laid there for a few minutes with my still rock hard cock, thinking how much I was glad that Mistress denied me any kind of ejaculation this night. 

I should've been spanked

On Halloween, we hosted a party for most of the people on our block.  It was blast.  The kids had fun, the grown-ups had fun and everyone got their drink on.  Mistress K. worked her ass off all day to prepare the house for our guests and did a great job.  She enjoys entertaining so even though it is a lot of work, it's something she enjoys doing.  All of the other wives would bring food and things and even though everyone "helps", it's the hostess that carries the bulk of the burden.   Of course I help, and I help by doing what I am told (it's all very vanilla looking whan this happens) but as I said earlier, Mistress enjoys it.

On this particular night, I had too much to drink and fell aslepp on the couch.  That, in and of itself wasn't the problem.  Mistress will often allow me the luxury of falling asleep on the couch.  After the guests left, she went to work putting everything away, cleaning everything up and when I woke the next morning, the house looked like there hadn't been a party the night before.  When she woke up, she pridfully asked if I noticed how clean the house was and of course i said yes.  I had an appoint away from the house on Saturday morning so Mistress told m she was going to sleep in.  Made perfect sense. 

About an hour later I received a call from Mistress.  All that was said was "I stay up late and clean the house and all I leave for you to do is clean 2 pans, and they are still here when I wake up.  You are in big trouble".  With that i started in on my spiral of shame and began to fret what was to come of this.  yes, I knew a punishment was in my future but that is always secondary to the regret that I have when I hear that kind of disappointemnt in the voice of my Mistress.

Before she even woke up, i sent her this picture

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She didn't see it until after she called me about the dirty pans.  When she did see, she texted me to tell me how this made her love me even ore and that now I was off the hook for my pending punishment.  I thought about it and on one hand, great, I am able to avoid having my bottomed burn for something I did.  But ... on the other hand, there would be no absolving of the disappointment Mistress had in me and no punishment for my blatant demonstration of apathy.  Ten minutes later I texted her back to tell her that I felt I still deserved to be punished for what happened.  She did not reply.  Later, when I came home and saw her, I asked her if she got that text and she said "oh, yeah, I got that", but did not make any other reference to it, and as of this writing still hasn't.

Um ........................... I admit, this has me a bit off center.

The day I was Collared - part 1

It feels awesome.  There is a significant depth of joy and contentment knowing that Mistress K. felt enough about me and our lifestyle to want to officially collar me.  For many years I've read stories abut subs being collared by their Master/Mistress, and I always thought I could understand the truly wonderful feeling of accepting the collar from someone that truly loved you enough to place it on one's neck, and everything it symbolizes.  During those times, I never considered that i would be lucky enough to actually experience the joy of receiving a collar from the person I love most in the world.

OK, here are some details of our day.  On the day that we were to exchange our vows for our (what turned out to be) collaring ceremony, Mistress K. ordered me to be shaved smooth and in my cage right away.  I thought that it probably had something to do with the collaring ceremony later that evening but i wasn't sure because the only times Mistress would put me in the cage is when i was being punished.  I did as i was told and soon was in my cage.  Before putting it on, i worked really, really hard to be sure that I had the closest, smoothest shave I ever had.  I stayed home from work that day and since we wouldn't check into our room until 3pm, we went about our business as if it were a normal day.  That is until Mistress was reminded that I had 2 unpaid punishments coming my.  She stopped what I was doing, came over to me and informed me that I was going to receive at least one of my 2 punishments right then.  I was required to strip naked, go to our bedroom, retrieve the paddle and wait for her.

She walked into the bedroom, laid a large body pillow across a stool and told me to lie down over it.  I had sent her a GIF of a punishment that I thought she would enjoy and it turns out she enjoyed it very much ... because she was about to recreate it!  here it is:

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Instead of a belt, she used her paddle.  IT HURT!!!!  There were no tears but there was absolute and genuine begging for Mistress to stop.  Eventually she did.  While receiving this spanking, I was certain that Mistress felt it was necessary for there to be bruises on my bottom for our ceremony.  Come to think of it, what a beautiful sentiment.  Sadly (gladly), there were no bruises on my bottom later that night, but it did hurt to touch my bottom for a while after being punished.

While packing for our trip to the resort, I asked Mistress what tools, toys and others implements did she want for me to pack.  "Everything", she said.  So, one suitcase was devoted almost exclusively to items we would need for our evening.

Once we arrived we discovered that the hotel upgraded us to one of their finest suites because it was available and because it was our anniversary.  That was such a nice thing to do because it gave us multiple rooms which would come in handy when it was time for the officiant to join us in our room later.

We checked in and then invited our officiant to join us for happy hour prior to the festivities.  Before we left for the nice bar, Mistress handed me a lovely pair of black lace panties to wear over my cage and under my shorts for our trip to the bar.  She informed me then that i would be wearing them during the ceremony, which confirmed in my mind that i would also be wearing my cage during the ceremony.  I'll be honest, i was not-so-secretly hoping that Mistress would have me wear my glass butt plug as well.  After putting on the panties and allowing Mistress to see me before I got dressed, she walked over to me and rubbed my caged cock through the lace material.  It strained to become erect but alas, it was going to happen.  She then whispered ..... "you want to wear your plug during the ceremony, don't you pet?"  I responded quickly and eagerly with a "YES".  She said "we'll see.  now get dressed" 

We met our officiant in the bar and she was a tiny bit nervous because this was the first "one of these" she had ever done and even though we had talked through the ceremony several, she still wasn't quite sure what to expect.  We'd have a cocktail or too, have some lovely food, chat awhile, get to know each other way, way, way better, and to ask and answer any questions any of us may have had.  She joined us and we had a lovely time.  She is such a nice lady and for someone that was almost literally a complete stranger, she made us feel completely at home and soon we were chatting openly about the most intimate aspects of our relationship.  She even asked for some advice on how to get her husband to be more attentive.  I offered 4 words ..... "Orgasm Control and Punishments".  We all giggled but we also acknowledged that it was advice and not a joke.

Soon we retired to our suite to prepare for and have our ceremony .................  (to be continued)

Wear your cage today

We are going to the resort to day for our celebration.  I took today and tomorrow off from work in order to accomodate our vows renewal ceremony.  When I woke up this morning my instructions were to be showered, shaved and in my cage.

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How long and for what reason I am i my cage is unknown, nor is it my place to question the reasons why.

While milling around the house packing for stay at the resort, Mistress decided that now would be a good time for me to receive one of my two pending punishment spankings.  "Go get my paddle and meet me in the bedroom", she said.   When she arrived, I begged her to be lenient.  She always seems to know just the right time to spank me.  When I'm not expecting and so I go through a very quick spurt of anxiety about what lays before me in the next few minutes.

She began to spank me.  She wasn't even swinging that hard and holy shit did it sting!  I know that there are times when it hurts more than others.  I've had her wailing on me for what seemed like 30 minutes, and I was feeling the sting but was more than able to handle.  Then there are other times, like now, when she is only 5 swats into the punishment and I am already squealing and begging like a pussy for her to stop. 

I still have another punishment that is due to me.  Like I said in an earlier post, I'm not sure if Mistress wants to incporate it into our ceremony, our stay at the resort or just wait until after the whole thing is over. 

Here is sit, on a very tender, red bottom, naked and in my chastity cage, waiting for the time to leave for the resort.  I am so excited.

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. 

The Paddle and the Plug

this morning after showering, shaving and otherwise being ready to get dressed for work, I approached Mistress as I usually do to inform her that I was prepared to dress for work.  I also  had a particularly good shave of my cock, balls and bottom this morning, so I kind of wanted to show it off for her.  The time was 7:30am.  30 minutes later would have been the expiration of the most 48 hour notice of a punishment that was intended for me for a stupid, stupid, stupid infraction that occurred on Monday morning.  I did not prepare and deliver Mistress' coffee. 

Mistress told me that I would be wearing my glass plug day and was prepared to dismiss me to insert it and get dressed. 

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As I am obligated to do, I informed Mistress that the 48 hour period for which receiving my mandatory spanking was about to expire.  Without hesitation, Mistress acknowledged that indeed that was the case, and that she was proud of me for not allowing another infraction to occur by not informing her.  She also informed me that only one of my pending punishments would be administered that morning. The other punishment was because I did not have her glass of wine prepared for her when she arrived home from running an errand ... something she had specifically instructed me to do before she left. She then instructed me to go get her paddle, go lie on the bed with it and wait for her.  She said she expected to find that my plug was already inserted when she arrived to administer my spanking.

Mistress walked into the bedroom and found me naked, laying on the bed face down with the pink paddle laying across my bottom for her to use. 

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She administered the punishment while expertly admonishing me for being forgetful and inattentive to her daily needs.  She spanked me good.  Not as hard as some of my recent punishment spankings (nor as hard as the "playful"  one she gave me when she returned that wonderful Friday after drinking with her friends), but let's just say that I knew I was getting spanked. 

As I receive my spankings, I am trying to become better at not reacting to the sting of the paddle as much so as to not put Mistress K. in a position of having to wrongly be concerned about whether or not she is spanking too hard.  It's a goal of mine for Mistress to only have to decide on how hard and how long my spankings should based on all factors other than my willingness or ability to take what she is giving. 

When she was done, she told me to lay on my side and she came in and lay herself beside me, spooning me and rubbing my freshly reddened bottom.  it was the first time our aftercare was like that and it was wonderful.  i did not want to leave and I found myself wanting to be swallowed up inside her.  When she said it was time to get up, I asked her if I could lay on top of her, insert my cock inside of while i stared into her eyes.  "I promise, just slide it in and no pumping", I said.  She said no.  I asked then if I could lay on her and look into her eyes for a few minutes while she remained fully clothed and she said yes!  Yay!  I love moments like those!

A few minutes later she told me to get up because she had to go to the bathroom.  I got right up, stood next to the bed and watched rise from it.  When she started toward the bathroom I wanted to follow her like a puppy but she told me top get dressed.  Get dressed is exactly what I did.

The next punishment time is unknown.  Mistress did not place a "48 hour" tag to the infraction of not having her wine ready.  I think it would be best however to inform Mistress that the 48 hour period for that is expiring this evening, in case she believes she did make it a 48 hour notice.

Shit, you'd think I would learn.  Guh!  I really do not like it when i earn a punishment spanking.  Yes, the spanking hurts but worse, I have disappointed Mistress K.

Don't forget the coffee

Submissives everywhere ..... do what you are told. Having her coffee ready when she wakes in the morning is not that difficult. 

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That particular wooden spoon is like a cane.  Especially when Mistress concentrates on 2 small areas.  It's hard to see but I am also wearing my glass plug.

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.