Fantasies

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

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

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

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

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

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!

Riding Crop

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

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

it's time to get punished

i was just summoned home by mistress for the execution of my punishment.  Frankly, i have butterflies in my stomach.  i'm nervous.  i feel like i was in 6th grade and was told to report to Mrs. O'Neill's room after school to be paddled.

I so very much love my Wife for, well for everything.  Wish me well.

Deep in sub space

There are times when i naturally find myself very deep in subspace.  Of course i am naturally there when i am naked and with Mistress, but there are also other times (like now) where i find myself deep in subspace without being in a scene or session with my beloved Mistress.  Mistress has me wearing my favorite balls harness and that only adds to my desire.

It is time like these when i find myself looking to be brought to the very edge of my limits by Mistress.  It's scary but also feels very natural.  i wonder if this is progression that D/s couples naturally go through.  It is times like now that if limits were to be tested, limits very well could be expanded.  i know in the bottom of my heart this comes from safe place i find myself under the control of my beloved Mistress K.

I love you darling!

Appointment for Pegging Love

We had an appointment.  i came home from the office at 10 am and found Her working on the computer.  She looks at me and said "get naked".  i asked Her if i could take a shower for her so i could be clean and freshly shaved.  She said yes.  Before i got into the shower, She told me to get Her some lube and bring it to Her.  She edged me right there and it only took a minute or less to get me to edge.  The She shooed me off to get clean and smooth.  While i was in the shower, She came in (it's a large walk-in shower that does have a door) with lube still on Her hands and called me to the edge and proceeded to stroke my cock and bring me right to the edge again.  i love that!

When i was done showering and shaving, i brushed my teeth and put her favorite cologne on.  i felt like a little slut knowing what was about to happen to me.  i was Her slut.  She called me over to the computer, slid Her chair back and told m to put my hands on the desk and not to move.  She disappeared for a moment then returned with something in Her hand.  It was a small butt plug.  She lubed me all up and eased the plug into my bottom.  i just loved being there, naked with instructions to offer my ass and not to move.  When the plug was She told me to sit on it and do some work while She went off and gathered other before getting into the shower Herself.  When She returned, i was told to stand a reassume the position i was in before.  She replaced the small plug with a larger one and had me sit on that and resume my work while she primped.

She returned with her strap on in place and a condom covered rubber cock protruding from it.  It's rather small and i have told her before that i was hopeful to be trained to take bigger from Her.  i was told to stand again and go remove the larger plug.  It came out with a plop and my ass was ready for Her to be there.  When i returned, again i assumed the position, standing while She nestled in behind me, placed the tip of the cock against my hole and slowly slid it inside.  It was wonderful.  i really loved being fucked like that, bent over and occasionally standing so i could kiss her over my shoulder while she fucked me.  She started jerking my cock and i asked her not to let me cum.  She informed me that it wasn't up to me and continued fucking and stroking.  Before i knew i would come, i asked her if she would put me on the floor and take me.  She pulled out took me to the bedroom and pointed to the floor and said, on your back.  i laid down, spread my legs and pulled them up to my chest like a whore.  my eyes pleading with her to fuck.  She got on her knees, eased the cock inside me and was looking right into my eyes like hoped She would.  She fucked me like for a few minutes and then started to stoke my cock again.  i knew i couldn't resist but still begged for Her to deny me an orgasm.  She declined and informed me i was going to cum.  Knowing i had no choice, i then asked permission to cum and She ordered me to cum while She was slowly working the cock inside me, all the time staring into my eyes.  God i loved that!!!  i felt like her ass-whore girl.  i came like a wildcat!  All over my tummy and chest, and even on my neck under my chin.  After i came, she did a little post-orgasm torture on me while i begged her not to.  She stopped, stood and removed the strap on harness and dropped it next me on the floor, telling me that i had plenty of things to clean.  i laid there for what seemed like hours before i could muster the strength to rise.

Oh my god what an orgasm!  What a gift She gave to me.  i love Her so much!

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Wow, what an orgasm

On Wednesday, i was able to come home for "lunch".  Mistress was going to be home and didn't have any pressing matters on her plate.  i let her know of my availability and if there was use for me that She might want to take advantage of.  She texted me and said "get home then".

i sprinted home to find Her freshly showered and naked in the kitchen.  OMG!  As always, as soon as i came in the house i stripped naked and went to stand before Her.  She kissed me and told me to go shower and when i emerged, she was naked on the bed, legs open and demanding an orgasm.  But first, She wanted the ritual of my worshipping Her body and to place little soft kisses and tender bites all over Her.  i so much love doing that.  i swear i could orgasm just from worshipping Her body with my mouth. 

She rolled onto Her back, re-opened Her legs and said "I want my orgasm now".  i immediately went to work, burying my face between Her legs and relishing the honor of just being there.  Frankly there is no place i'd rather be.  After two tremendous orgasms (without the need of her little bullet vibrator i might add!) She simply said i want you inside me.

Now remember, the last full on, looking-in-Her-eyes orgasm for me was on Valentines day.  i immediately became nervous that i would come in a matter of seconds and also a bit nervous of the prospect of what i would feel like after orgasm, should be i be granted one.  Looking in Her eyes with love and admiration, i was instructed to orgasm while She looked at me with Her beautiful face and smiled.  She truly relished in the fact that She was allowing me to orgasm and i couldn't have loved any more than i did at that moment. 

After the best orgasm i had in years, W/we both laid there in exhaustion.  It was glorious.  Thank you so much Mistress!!!

i began to worry that now it would be a few days before my body craved the desire to pleasure her.  i am happy (and proud) to say that although the time was measured in mere hours, it didn't take long for my level of chemicals to return to the point that caused my unquestioned desire to please Her in any way.  That was my affirmation that our FLM is truly working to make our lives better.