Early Christmas Present

I did some Christmas shopping yesterday.  While I was out I came across this .....

It was in a store that had upscale kitchen items and was in among many other wood utensils.  I bought it for Mistress, and not because she has a shortage of wooden utensils in the kitchen.  It was if it jumped out at me and said "hey buddy, you and I are going to get to know each other very well."  When I went to the counter to pay for it, the middle aged sales lady suggested that I buy the wood oil that is used to preserve it.  She said that after a lot of use in the kitchen, the wood can dry and crack from being used for cooking and washed so often.  I said  "no thanks ... it wasn't going to be used for cooking."  There was obvious innuendo (at least to me) and she smiled just a bit, looked at me for a second, smiled again and continued to ring up my purchase.  I think she had an idea but was simply too gracious to imply anything to a complete stranger.  I thought about telling her what it was going to be used for, but I too am gracious and wouldn't dream of imposing such information on an unsuspecting person.

I gave it Mistress K. immediately upon returning home.  It was a Christmas gift but I didn't want to have to explain to the kids why dad made such a big deal about giving mom a wooden spoon on Christmas morning.

Here is another view:

You'll notice it's curved.  Mistress gave it a "tender, light test run this morning" and was thrilled to discover that the curve of the spoon matched the curve of my behind nicely.  As such, this little gift of love that I gave to my Mistress can deliver two very distinct and different types of ouchy!  I already know from a different wooden spoon that we have that the back side of the curved delivers a concentrate amount of stingy ouchy at the point of impact. 

With the business of the season and other vanilla things taking so much of our waking hours recently, Mistress K. and I have had little time to be together in our natural state.  We both expressed how much we "missed each other" lately and can't wait for the hustle of the season to be over.

Merry Christmas and Happiest of Holidays to all of my dear friends I have made over the past few years.  I can't even begin to tell you how important each one of you is to me, even though we have never met. 

She was reading my blog .......

The past two mornings, before starting her routine for getting for the day, Mistress K. sat in her Queen chair in our bedroom, cup of freshly poured coffee next (that I had just brought her), opened up her iPad and did a little reading on this blog.  I don't mind telling you what a thrill I get when Mistress will take the time to read my blog. 

A few moments later, Mistress called me into the room.  I didn't know why ... I assumed she needed her coffee warmed up.  I walked over to her and she sent me back to the bedroom door to close and lock it.  There were kids in the house still sleeping.  "Get some lube in your hand", were her instructions and with that I removed my shorts and my rapidly hardened cock sprang forward.  I went into the closet and placed lube in my hand and returned, standing in front of her.  She pointed to the floor and said "kneel there".  I kneeled .......  "Masturbate for me" were her next words.  So while she continued to peruse my blog and read the comments from my dear friends and readers, I slowly, methodically stroked myself with my right hand while my left hand went behind my back. 

She gets a little caught up with my thoughts here (although there is months worth of posts that she still hasn't had the time to read) and gets to see the comments left by my fiends and readers.  For example, she asked me "Who is K in New England"?  I asked her if she remembered me telling her about a small group of submissive wives that I had become close blog friends with, and how they had essentially accepted me as one of their submissive "sisters".  She said she did and then mention that K was one of those sisters.  She giggled and thought that was adorable.  She then went "Ewwww" when reading a comment from Mistress A. who suggested in a comment on my post "Eve of Milking Day", that I be required to consume my cum on my monthly milking day.  She went on to suggest that she knew that even though I have said it is not something that is appealing to either Mistress K. or me, that it was something that I wanted to be required to do anyway.  Mistress K. asked me "you don't want to do that do you"?  I said, those are her words Mistress, not mine.

I was in heaven.  Dutifully kneeling there while she sipped her coffee and read by blog.  (Did I mention that I so much love it when she reads my blog?)  I sat there in awe of her as she sat so confidently in her chair, reading my blog.  I wondered what she was reading and what she was thinking of what she was reading, never once ceasing to stroke my cock for her.  I went through at least a dozen trips to the very edge of orgasm while she continued her reading, letting out moans of delicious agony as I struggled to continue to stroke myself while simultaneously struggled to avoid having an ejaculation. 

Suddenly she said "go get my leather paddle".  I thought this was it.  I thought the dreaded, anticipated, significant punishment was about to happen.  Instead, Mistress had me stand in front of her and while continuing to stroke myself, she played with my ass and her paddle.  I instinctively knew that this wasn't the punishment I have anticipating with some dread and fear, and she confirmed that to be the case.  "No, I just wanted to have a little fun is all".  During this "play" spanking, Mistress discovered a way to be able to add a little extra sting with her paddle with a particular angle.  It's just an added bonus when Mistress can unexpectedly discover something new with our dynamic that she can use in the future.  After about 30 swats or so, she handed me the paddle, had me put it away and then told me to wash my hand, put my shorts back on and return to her.  When those things where completed, I returned to her, kneeled in front of her as she sat in her throne and she extended an arm to me, pulling me into her so I could relish in her tenderness.  I so very much love those moments after a paddling, even play paddling's like I had just received.  The words "thank you for my spanking Mistress" involuntarily came from my mouth and upon those words, she pulled in closer.

Shortly after, she excused me so she could continue her reading uninterrupted.  I am so in love with this woman!

Masturbate for me!

This morning I was working away on the computer.  It was early and only Mistress and I were awake in the house, and she was in the shower.  I heard the shower turn and just then I was summoned.  "Lover ... ? come here please!"  I marched into the bathroom and she was just emerging from the shower.  She was naked (yay) and wet and while she was beginning to dry herself, she said "take off your pants and masturbate for me".  I removed my shorts, reached for the bottle of lube and started to walk toward her. 

She pointed to the big Jacuzzi tub we have and said "there.  Sit there on the edge of the tub and masturbate for me while I dry myself.  I want to watch you".  I began my task but since I was only 20 seconds or so into it, my cock was getting hard, but wasn't fully hard.  She said "I want to see it hard!"  "Yes Mistress".  Those words were all it took and I was hard as a diamond in another 15 seconds.  It didn't take long for me to arrive at the edge, and it coincided with her finishing drying her hair.  She merely said .... "you may go now" and pointed to the bathroom door.  It's the little things!

It's the little things.  Last evening I was standing at my sink in my bathroom after just changing out of my fancy work clothes'.  I was wearing loose shorts and a t shirt when she walked up behind me, and while pointing at the counter in from of me, said "hands".  She pulled my shorts down just past my ass and began spanking me with her hand.  There were no words and although this wasn't a punishment spanking, it was still firmer than before Mistress decided to amp up the paddling.  She spanked my bare bottom with her hand about 12-13 times and promptly pulled my shorts back up and walked over to her sink on her side of the bathroom, which is about 20 feet away.  On my way out of the bathroom, I walked over to her and stood for a second while she exposed her neck, indicating that is where i should kiss her.  I did just that and then said "Thank you for my spanking Mistress", then left the room.

It's the little things.

I am ready to get dressed for work Mistress

Yesterday morning, I was done with my usual morning routine.  I had showered, shaved my face balls, ass and cock after my long weekend away.  I was in the kitchen, naked, having just finishing the morning dishes when Mistress K. walked in the door from taking the kids to school.  I walked over to her and we canoodled for a few minutes.  Those moments of embrace are just so very special.  Just holding each other, my face buried in her neck, taking in her aroma in deep breaths. 

Like I do every morning, I told Mistress that I was ready to get dressed.  As many of you know, I have conditioned myself not let Mistress know I am waiting for her instructions on what to wear under my clothes by asking if I can wear this, or that, or ......?  Instead, I only advise her that I am ready to get dresses, offering her the opportunity to determine what, if anything I am to wear under my clothes.  Anything from panties, to cock rick, balls separator to butt plug.

On this particular morning, Mistress took my hand and led me into the bedroom.  I first thought she was going to take me into the closet where that collection of items is so we could look over them together, like she sometimes likes to do.  Instead, she took me to the edge of the bed and had bend at the waist, face in the bed.  her instructions were to not move.  I heard rustling in the closet for a minute or two then heard her walking toward me.  I didn't know what to expect.  Was she going to punish me?  Did she have me in this position because she was going to fuck my ass?  I didn't have any idea and not knowing was so very erotic.  Suddenly she slipped a blindfold over my eyes, stood me up straight, grabbed my hand and led me blindly behind her.  I knew we were headed in the direction of the bedroom entrance or the bathroom.  After banging my shoulder on the wall I couldn't see, Mistress stopped. I heard the double doors to our bedroom close.  Mistress pushed me against the door, facing it with instructions to put my feet together and keep my wrists together with my arms stretched fully and placed on the door above my head.  Mistress began to use bondage tape to tape my ankles together.  Then she had me turn around and present my wrists to her for the same reason.  Once my wrists and ankles were bound together, I was again turned to face the door and pressed against, while Mistress put a ball gag in mouth and securely fastened it to my head. 

I began to get a little nervous about what might be my fate.  Was this the time that Mistress felt that a good hard maintenance spanking was in order?  Was it going to hurt so much that Mistress felt like she need the ball gag, even though we were alone in the house?  I was pretty certain  that with the way I restrained and the way I was positioned, facing and pressed against the closed door,  that I was about to receive a severe punishment.  For what?  I didn't know, but there doesn't really need to be reason, now does there?

I was left in that position while Mistress attended to something else.  I couldn't tell what she was doing but being bound in that position.  I was certain that I was merely waiting to be punished severely.  That Mistress was in a particularly sadistic mood and wanted to see me suffer from infliction of a little bit of pain.  (Mistress a little sadistic streak in her.  Nothing serious, but she can genuinely get off by watching me accept a little pain from her).  Still facing the door, my cock still hard as rock for the delicious mixture of anticipation and fear, I felt one hand on my as and one wrap around my cock.  She fondled me for a minute or so then turned me around so my back was against the door.  I felt lube being applied to my cock and then something being pressed onto it.  At first I was certain that Mistress was placing my cock sleeve on me so that she could get a good fucking.  I soon realizes that it was Mistress herself.  She had removed her pj's and panties and was sliding her pussy up and down on my hardness.  It didn't take long at all before I was on the edge and told her so.  She immediately removed herself, quickly turned me around, pressed the front of body to the closed door and proceeded to paddle my ass with her bare hand for not being able to control my cock better.  Then she turned me around and climbed right back on.  Again, same result, quickly brought to the edge, a quick warning that I was about to cum and another turn at facing the door and receiving 5 -10 rapid, firm spanks.  Mistress turned me again, mounted me again and this time, before I could get near the edge, she stopped and simply said ........... "that's what your wearing under clothes today.  Now get dressed."  She removed the bondage tape from my wrists and ankles and pointed to the closet ordering me to get dressed.  Then she turned on her heels and walked to the bedroom door, smiling at me and kissing me on the cheek on the way.

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. 

Who in your life knows about your blog?

I came across this blog entry that deals with how the identity of private, intimate blogs can get revealed: faerie learns to fly: It Slipped Out.  In it the blogger talks about actual people in your real life knowing about the identity of you blog, and therefore having a glimpse into the most private parts of your life. 

Way back, in a previous post (too lazy to try and find), I wrote about how Mistress called me in an urgent hurry one day because her BFF was having some issues with her husband in her marriage, and Mistress K. thought she/they would be a good candidate for FLM.  Because of our mutual desire for discretion, Mistress K. wanted my permission to reveal our lifestyle to her friend.  It took me about 2.3 seconds to give her all of the approval I could muster.  I don't actually know why I did it other than I guess the whole idea of someone else in our lives, someone we could trust with discretion, would know about my submissiveness to my Wife, and know about our lifestyle.  It appealed to the exhibitionist nature that I have so I did not hesitate giving my Mistress my approval.  I even offered to allow this friend to be able to call and talk to me about her things if she wanted a perspective from the submissive husband's point of view.

Well, that conversation eventually did happen and we talked about all kinds of things.  Why did I want this in the first place?  What was in it for Mistress K?  Is it really possible for me, an otherwise overly dominant person in the vanilla world, to be truly happy being a submissive husband ......... that actually gets punished by being spanked on my naked ass?  We talked all through those things.  An hour and a half later, when it was time to say goodbye, I revealed to my wife's friend that I had a blog that had very intimate details about my life and my marriage to her dear, dear fried.  I didn't tell her the name of the blog because I didn't want to force something on her that she didn't want to know in the first place.  I told her that the blog exists, and if she wanted to read it, I'd gladly reveal it to her.  She was intrigued, thought about for a moment and said "you know, let me think about that for a couple of days".  She eventually declined to know the identity of the blog because she felt, at least for now, the intimate details of my marriage to her best friend did not need to be revealed for her to contemplate her own FLM journey with her husband. 

As they say, the shit is out of the horse and she knows enough about our relationship to qualify her as being in the know.  If she felt she needed, or even just wanted to know the identity of the blog, I'd be good with that. 

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!

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

 

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!

Summoned to the bedroom

Wow, 3 posts in one day.  A new record for me I think!

While generating my first post here today, I was summoned to the bedroom by Mistress K.  Right after she summoned me, she laughingly asked if that sent a shiver down my spine, not knowing why I was being summoned.  I admitted that it did given one the topics we had discussed the night before about punishments.

I walk into the room and there she is, naked and laying on the bed.  her beautiful red hair framing her beautiful face and she held out her hands, inviting me onto the bed with her.  It was beautiful.  She rolled over onto her tummy and had me worship her body with those little kisses and gentle bites that she likes.   She forbade me from putting my mouth directly on her pussy or bottom hole to which i whimpered .... "oh pleeeeease can I?"  She said no.  When Mistress doesn't feel clean there, she will not let me get anywhere near it.  I wish she would.  But, I digress.

After 10 minutes or so of Mistress body worship, she rolled back over onto her back, spread her legs and invited in between her legs.  Not to enter her mind you, but to tell me the reason she summoned me.  She called it cock therapy. Cock therapy?  What is cock therapy, I asked?  She describe cock therapy as something we would be doing in an attempt to train me to not be so eager to cum the minute i am inside her.  During cock therapy Mistress choose a number.  Today that number was 30.  I was to lubricate my cock and insert it into her yumminess and then I was to count the successive thrusts I could go without having to stop in order to avoid an orgasm.  Whatever that number would be, would be the amount of punishment spankings I would receive.  Obviously the goal being to train me to be able to thrust into Mistress more each time in order to avoid a stinging, burning red ass.  I made it to 6 and had to stop.  I was so horny after being away from Mistress for almost 6 days, then being denied any sexual attention upon my return home, then being allowed to worship Mistress's body just moments before.  So the number of punishment spanks was set at 24. 

Mistress then told me to see how well I would be able to do while wearing pinky (our cock sleeve).  I thought to myself OMG, I am so horny that I might just cum putting the cock sleeve on.  I was able to get 32 thrusts before i was certain that was going to cum.  We were in the missionary position and Mistress was really moaning and pulling me into her by my butt and it was an incredibly beautiful thing to see.  I was amazed that I was able to make it to 32 given the fact that i can almost come by simply watching her in the throes of sexual pleasure.

"Get my vibrator" Mistress said.  I immediately got it, turned it on and handed it to her.  She took it rolled one leg to the side exposing her beautiful pussy to me and i watched as she nestled in just the right spot on her clitoris.  "Get inside me.  I want to cum with you  inside me", she said.  I slide my sleeve covered cock inside of her and watched as she began to each orgasm.  Watching Mistress orgasm is about the most incredibly beautiful thing there is for me and right when she was about to get there she told me to start thrusting.  It was only a few thrusts before I knew I was about to ejaculate so I pulled out .... right when she started her orgasm.  needless to say she was none too happy and when she was done and had gathered herself she said "that will be 10 more swats for pulling out when you did.  And they are going "GOOD ONES"!.  All I could do was apologize and acknowledge the added 10 lashes. 

She got off the bed and had me bend over the edge and she gave me my 24 spanks for the cock therapy.  Then 10 gave 10 more that were harder than the first 24.  When she was done, she tossed the pink leather paddle on the bed, walked toward the bathroom and told me to cleanup.

I am co thankful that we will be on a training program to help with staying power.  I love this woman!!!

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.

Stand up

Lately, when I hear Mistress say those little two word-type of commands like "stand up" or "come here", I think I am either in trouble or about to be edged.  Last night, Mistress and I were sitting on the couch watching TV.  The kids were laying in our bed, watching TV, and were decidedly NOT asleep.  I didn't see her, but Mistress looks over and see the glass that was holding my cocktail was not on a coaster.

"Stand up", are the words I hear that tears my attention from the TV.  I'd ask why.  Now, I just stand.  There was a ruler left on the coffee table from when the kids were doing some projects earlier in the day and all of a sudden it was in her hand. 

"Turn around" were the next words to come from her mouth, followed by "lower them" referring to my shorts.  At this point I thought Mistress was just being playful because we both knew that the kids were NOT asleep.  She wasn't playing and repeated "lower them", only this time it was in a tone that left no doubt.  I lowered my shorts and she swatted my bare bottom three time, pretty hard.  At the moment, she absolutely wanted to go on, but became overly concerned about one of our kids walking in the room.   "Up" she said, making a motion with the ruler to raise my shorts.  "Sit!"   I sat.

She looked at me with obvious frustration that she couldn't continue to paddle me with the ruler.  Nothing more was said of it.  Although it wasn't too painful, I sat there with three distinct, thin strips of stinging on my ass as we continued watch our show.

Punished

Early last evening, before dinner, we had a few moments we knew we would be alone in the house.  Mistress looked at me and said "let's go and get this spanking out of the way".  She led me into the bedroom and locked the door, then led me into the close where she keeps her paddle.  I followed and immediately upon entering the closet, I removed my shorts and underwear.  As is the case, that moment right before getting my punishment spanking is cause for much anxiety.  Mistress has been more and strict and severe with her spankings recently.

She ordered me to stand against the wall at the far end of the closet and took her position behind me and started right in on spanking me.  There was no tenderness.  There was no warm up.  She told me to massage my balls which had been firmly encased in the splitter cock ring all day and to stroke my cock while I was being spanked.  Mistress could tell from my recoiling and my complaining that it was hurting pretty good.  Mistress told me to be quiet and that we didn't have much time. In no time my bottom was really stinging and it had Mistress asking me if I was sorry.  I told her I was so very sorry and began to plead with her to stop.  I begged while she continued to bring the paddle down to meet my red ass.  While still spanking and at what turned out to be near the end of my spanking, Mistress would ask if I thought I could take any more.  I didn't answer.  She asked me again if I thought I could take any more.  I still didn't answer.  Mistress finally stopped and told to sit up on my knees so she could hold me and I could hold her.  This has always been a favorite moment for me because it when is feel super close of Mistress.  There is just something so very special being naked with a burning ass and in an intimate embrace with my Mistress while she is telling me how much she loves me.  It is a very vulnerable moment that we have together that I truly cherish!

After it was over, Mistress made me look at my very red ass in the mirror.  I did and it was very, very red.  As we were returning to the living room to wait for our children to return from the neighbors house, I asked Mistress why she asked if I could take any more.  She didn't answer.  She just grinned at me then kissed me gently.  I told that I wasn't trying to be defiant by not answering when she asked, it's just that I was afraid to give the wrong answer.  I felt that both a yes or no answer would be disrespectful to her.  It was at that very moment when the correct answer occurred to me.  I told Mistress that "whether nor not I was capable of taking more hard spankings was not something for me to decide".   She just smiled and walked toward the kitchen.  While we were still waiting for our kids, I had a very strong urge to reveal to Mistress K. that I felt that I needed to be truly punished more often.  She just smiled and said "OK" with a small smirk on her face.  Just then the kids came running in the door.

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.

i didn't forget this morning

Yesterday morning (Monday), as she usually does, Mistress took our children to school.  I was working at the computer and was mostly engrossed in what i was doing when each of them came over to kiss me goodbye for the day.  I cherish that moment i have with each of my children when saying goodbye, even if it is for a only a few hours.  I stopped what i was doing so i could give each of them my full attention when saying the i love you's and goodbyes before they left for their day.  After they left, i returned to my work and found myself fully engrossed in short order.  So much so in fact that when Mistress returned home, she realized immediately that i had failed to perform one of the basic functions of our FLM, which requires me to be naked in her presence when we are alone, unless otherwise instructed by her.  She walked briskly past the chair i was sitting in and without stopping or looking at me said "follow me" and then disappeared into the bedroom.  That got my attention.  I thought i was either going to get to have sex with her, or she was going to edge me, or other tease and deny me, or something really cool like that.  It took me several seconds to finish what i was doing enough to leave my workstation and met her in the bedroom and when i walked in, there she was, pink paddle in hand, pointing to the arm of the stuffed chair indicating that i had better lay over it and offer my ass for a punishment.  

I actually did not know why she was about to punish me.  I thought we had "settled up" on all scores.  Her response to my not knowing why i was about to be punished "wrong answer.  Want to try that again?"  Still i didn't know what i was about to be punished for.  She told me to get out of my clothes and get over the arm of the chair and that moment it occurred to me why.  I failed to be naked in her presence.  One of the most basic rules in our FLM.  I was genuinely sorry that i wasn't naked when she came into the house.  Her only logical response was "well obviously it was important enough for you to remember.  I'm going to help you remember".  She helped me remember and reddened my ass!  This morning, exact same scenario, only this time, i was eager to so show her my nakedness the second she walked in the door. 

I had an 8:30 to be at and told her so.  She had me come to her in the kitchen and kneel before her.  She proceeded to tell me that today i would be wearing my butt plug.  In addition, i was to begin to beg here right there and then to think about me during the day.  Then i was instructed to tell in what ways i had hoped she would think about me during the day.  I hoped she would think about me masturbating for her ... me performing sex acts on her that would culminate in wonderful orgasms for her ... me performing sex acts on myself for her viewing amusement ... her using her strap-on on me and otherwise using me like a nasty little slut.  (notice how i didn't ask her to think about ways to punish me)  After telling her those things, she instructed me to stand and before sending me to take a shower, she said that touching my penis in any fashion other than to clean it in the shower or to urinate was prohibited today.  I mentioned to her that i had always thought that was the rule anyway and she simply said "shut-up, don't talk back to me and come over here and kiss me on the neck".  I did all of those things and while kissing her on the neck, pressed my rock hard cock against her yoga pants-covered ass and she scolded me for already not understanding the "no touching of the penis rule".

I went into the shower, clean my entire body (was very carefully to minimally touch my cock while washing it), inserted my pink, glass butt plug.  Got dressed, kissed Mistress goodbye and left for the office.

How did your day start??

There (pointing to the floor)

I just returned from dropping off the kids at the daily activity while we are on vacation. It means that we have the house to ourselves for about an hour. Eagerly i pulled up in front of the small cabin we are renting in the mountains, threw it in park and rushed inside. Once the door closed behinf me, i kicked off my shoes and slid my gym shorts to the floor whille pulling my tshirt up over my head. I knew to become naked the second i was in the house. I found Mistress in the bathrooom, freshly showered and applying her makeup for the day so she was slightly leaning over the coubter. She was naked except for a pair of super sexy lace, thong panties. i wen't up bhind here, pressed my now hardening cock against her ass and tried to be playful with her. She said, we don't have much time before we have to go so ......... i interupted and said "well then can I cum inside you then?" "No you may not, but thank you for asking", was her reply. Will you edge me? will you ruin me? Can I masturbate to the edge??? Please , anything ............ "No, we barely have enough time for you to receive your spankings that are coming to you. My eyes widened. i wasn't expecting that at all. "THERE" She pointed to the floor at the foot of her sink in the bathroom. "Get on all fours there". As i got down on all fours, she went to the sink, ran some water and rubbed all over my ass. She obviously felt like we truly didn't have enough time and wanted the full benefit of a spanking to be realized sooner rather than later. She started spanking my wetted ass with her wet hand. In just a few minutes she told me to stand and get dresses. "Before you go, you may look at your ass in the mirror" Even though the spanking wasn't painful hardly, my ass was as red as it ever was after a spanking. After looking at my red ass in the mirror and the image of Her in her panties right next to me in the mirror, i couldn't help but ask if i could cum right then. Go get dressed was all she said.

It's done

It's done, now W/we can move on.

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This is a picture of the actual paddle Mistress uses on me.

The spanking has happened and once again i feel the weight has been lifted off my shoulders.  The burden of regret for having disappointed Mistress is removed, and the anxiety of wondering if it will be one of those tolerable spankings, or one of those god awful painful ones.  Since the spanking was delayed, i had more to time to sit and squirm in anticipation.  One's mind will play tricks on itself, given the opportunity.  Frankly, it had been some time since i had a punishment spanking and because they serve to "clear the deck" so to speak, the deck was quite cluttered.  As such, iI began to worry that it was going to be a severe punishment.  i even woke up in the middle of the night in a sweat because i became convinced that Mistress was going to have me masturbate to orgasm immediately before administering a harsh spanking. i don't know why i thought that, but the mere idea was upsetting. If you don't already know ..........  THAT IS THE WORST!

i love Mistress Wife so very much and there are hardly any moments where i feel more emotionally vulnerable, emotionally close to her than when i am hugging and snuggling with her during aftercare.

Life is good!

* Another UPDATE * Spanked Today

At 8am precisely, I was standing beside Mistress's bed, leather paddle in hand.  i leaned to kiss Mistress awake and She was groggy and obviously was being roused from a deep slumber.  i told her that it was 8 am and that i was present and ready to receive my punishment.  She said ............... "I am so tired .... we will have to reschedule".   my shoulders slumped and i let out an audible sigh that caught Her attention.  She said "I'm sorry baby, i am just so tired.  "Go put your butt plug in and go to work".  All i could do was say "yes Mistress" and walk back into the closet to put away her paddle and to retrieve the glass plug".   Why did She so effortlessly and without regard to how it made feel ... decide to postpone?   Because She can!!!  No other reason is needed.

i lubed a finger and inserted into my bottom to loosen it a bit before putting the plug in.  It is not a large plug but larger that the one it replaced.  After loosing myself with my finger for a minute or so, i pressed the plug against my bottom hole and slowly pushed it inside me.  Since it was the initial attempt at entry, there was a small amount of resistance but nothing at all like i was used to.  On the second attempt, it slide inside me comfortably as if it was meant to be there, and plopped into place.  Now, off to the shower i go.

i am conflicted on how i feel.  It is 8:15 as i write this and i am grateful for having bruises and deep redness on ass right now.  On the other hand, i know that it has only been delayed and not forgiven and i get to relive the worry leading up to my punishment one more time.  As an added bonus, i have my ass filled with a butt plug that my Mistress told me to wear.  i believe it will be a good day.

Kids Toy

She said .... "yeah, the kids wanted to get it".  It's a paddle ball game.  You know, the kind you play on the beach.  (they didn't even go to the beach).

It's light, has a good grip and is easy to handle.  All I have to say is that it is going to sting.

Long Distance Instructions

Via long distance instructions (texting), i informed Mistress this morning of my intentions to get dressed for the day.  Yesterday, on Her way out of town and right after She paddled my bottom kinda red, She instructed me to wear panties to the office.  As it turned out, i didn't go into the office because W/we had workmen there all day.  Because i never got dressed for work, i never put the panties on.  Not because i didn't want to follow instructions.  i get genuine pleasure out of following Mistress's instructions, but rather because i was busy with workmen and distracted all day and it simply dropped out of my mind.  Nothing too sexy for me to be around and dealing with sweaty workmen all.  Although, i'm certain that Mistress would've gotten a kick out having me in panties while i was dealing with these workmen.

Well, after receiving a reply to my text this morning, and while Mistress was contemplating my instructions for this day, i informed Her that i inadvertently failed to follow her instructions yesterday.  She replied and said that i was to wear my balls-separator harness and the panties was to wear yesterday.  She made a passing comment that i "should've worn the panties yesterday", but did not elaborate.  Although She didn't say, i suspect i am in line to be punished for that.  Something else that i wish i had read in a text but never came was the direction/authorization for free self-play (no cumming though).  Poor me!

back from a long weekend

Hi everyone.  i hope you enjoyed the long weekend and the unofficial beginning of summer.  i was away from Mistress and our children for the entire weekend playing golf with my friends.  Event though the golf was outstanding, i so much miss being with my family.  Since this isn't the venue to talk about my children, i will tell you that i very much missed being in the physical presence of my Mistress Wife. 

Since the kids are out of school for summer, the whole house was sleeping as i quietly dressed for work (wearing balls stretcher under regular men's underwear) then scooted out the door for the office.  Once i arrived, i texted Mistress to thank her for surprise of allowing me to ruin an orgasm and empty my mess into her hand before i left town or the weekend.  She replied with a comment about how i had begged her not to allow me to ejaculate before my departure because i wanted my balls to ache for her while i was away, which in her mind was the opposite of being thankful.  i replied back saying "I did beg you not to make me cum, but being allowed by you to empty my balls is an honor under any circumstances.  She replied and affirmed that indeed it was an honor for me.

then it came ............... the picture of the dirty dishes in the sink followed by the text informing me that i will be punished within the next 48 hours.  When She declares that a punishment will occur "in the next 48 hours", that is my cue to be mindful of the fact that it must be completed within the next 48 hours, or the next one will be more severe.  Even if Mistress's schedule does not allow for the time to mete out the punishment, it is still considered my fault.  We do it this way because we both realize that the necessary spankings and punishments haven't been occurring sometimes because of real-life conflicts.  Mistress has made it my objective tot make whatever subtle or not-so-subtle adjustments in our schedules to see to it that the punishment happens once She has started the 48 hour clock. 

I'll keep you posted.

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