I vowed to never let it happen ... but it did

 Hi again everyone.  Two days in a row?  What the hell is going on on?  *smile

In my post yesterday I told you how I committed one of the most serious offenses in our marriage.  Ejaculating without permission.  In the very beginning of our FLM lifestyle, it was made very clear that every aspect of sex for me was to be controlled by Mistress K.  EVERY. ASPECT.  Example ... I am not allowed to touch myself sexually in way, shape or form without permission from Mistress K, and usually under her direct supervision.  Obviously I also need her permission to full-on orgasm and yes, even to merely ejaculate without orgasm (ruined orgasm).  

These paricular aspects of our relationship have been deemed VERY, VERY, VERY important and if I were to violate these particular rules, it would be akin to stealing from Mistress K., since my sexual pleasure belongs to her, and I am only allowed to have sexual pleasure when she determines I am worthy.  The semen that exists in my body also belongs to her and it must stay in my body until i have permission or have been given instructions for it to leave my body.

Well sadly, I was unable to contain my semen from the rigorous teasing and denial I was given (see last post), coupled with the incredible vision of my beloved Mistress giving herself orgasms while kneeling between her wide open legs, then being told to put my cock inside of her glorious, beautiful, freshly shaved smooth pussy, then being required to complete 10 thrusts without ejaculating.  I just simply couldn't.  That was 2 days ago.

Yesterday, at 5:30 am, before the kids got up, Mistress K. summoned me to the bedroom closet, quickly and sternly told me to "get naked" and get on all fours on the floor.  She then proceeded to redden my bottom good and red with her two favorite leather paddles.  Of course this spanking was particularly more painful than other spankings I receive because of the severity of the infraction.  It hurt, and it hurt for many hours afterward.  When she got tired of bending over to spank me, she sat on my back, crossed her legs and continued.  Ouchy!

Of course it was deserved and when it was over, Mistress K. allowed me to kneel in front of her and hug for after care, while I profusely apologized for violating one of her most sacred rules.  She forgave me and excused me from spanking room (closet).  All fixed and over with.

When it was all said and done, I was thankful not only for my beautiful Mistress Wife correcting my disappointing behavior, but also that she did not make me wear my chastity cage, which she often will for serious offenses.

Thanks for stopping by.  I hope to connect with you again soon.

Hello friends ... I've missed you

Hello friends.  I hope all of you are happy, safe and enjoying yourselves to the extent you can.  I haven't been able to post since last December.  Clearly there has been much going on (it's in all the papers) and for whatever it may be worth to you .... all is well is Mistress K/subhubphx's world ... considering.

For the most part, the entire family has been living together, in close proximity for the past 4 months.  We have just recently ventured out into the real world again as things seems to be "normalizing" (whatever that means somewhat.  Mistress K is still my beloved Mistress Wife and she is still relishing in her role as owner, Dominant and Mistress to her devoted and loving husband.  There hasn't been as much opportunity for us to indulge in the physical aspects of out FLM dynamic, what with the kids always home and all, but the spirit of our devotion and love for each other hasn't waned one bit. 

I do miss sharing O/our experiences with the world and hope to resume doing so on a regular, recurring basis.  I do have a short story to share with you, and in a subsequent post, the ramifications of my failure as a result.

A week or so ago, Mistress K was lying in bed when I entered the bedroom with tall thermos of ice water I am expected to have for her on her nightstand each night.  She was "internetting" and paid me no attention whatsoever.  I went to my side of the bed, removed my clothes, asked for permission to enter her bed then slid under the sheets ... tired and ready to doze.  Mistress had other ideas.

She put her iPad to the side, rolled onto her tummy and said "soft kisses and light bites please".  She likes soft bites, especially when then turn into harder and harder bites.  Even though I was tired and ready to sleep immediately, I dutifully moved to my knees and hovered over her naked and immediately began the process of worshipping her with my soft kisses all over her body.  She loves those.  "Bites" was heard and I immediately knew to place small bites on the familiar places on her body that I know she likes.  As time went on, she insisted that the intensity of the bites increase until I was placed well defined teeth marks in her beautiful, white, freckled skin.  "Stop" she said and rolled onto her side to rub my steel-hard cock, teasing me very skillfully to the very edge of orgasm when of course she stopped.  She rolled back to her tummy for me to resume my biting.  Occasionally she would have me stop biting her so she could edge me several more times, to the point that my balls ached so wonderfully.

Mistress emphatically informed that I would NOT be cumming or ejaculating on this night, to which I replied ... "Yes Mistress.  Thank you Mistress".  When Mistress K. was ready for her orgasm, she had me retrieve her wand vibrator as she rolled onto her back.  She had me kneel between her open legs so I could get a good view of her while she made love to herself.  As her orgasm was building, she instructed me to enter gloriously smooth pussy with my very hard, very eager very trigger-happy cock,  Mistress loves the feeling of a cock inside when cums with her vibrator.  After all the edging, and with the incredibly sexy view in front of me, it was all I could do to keep from coming.  Mistress had 3 glorious orgasms and somehow I was able to avoid cumming through all of it.  When she was done, and before I was allowed to remove my cock from her glorious pussy, she informed that I was not allowed to remove until I was able to thrust inside of her 10 times without cumming.  I am always allowed to take as much time as I need to accomplish this because my beautiful, loving and caring Mistress Wife knows how easy it is to have an accident after all of that teasing and visual stimulation.

Well, I was careless and cavalier on my 10th thrust and although I was allowed permission to remove my cock from her pussy, I couldn't refrain from ejaculating all over Mistress K's beautiful, flat white, freckled tummy.  I was absolutely horrified and when realized what I had done, she was none to pleased that would allow myself to ejaculate without permission, especially after being specifically told that I would not be cumming or ejaculating that night.  It happened, and you may or may not know that this is something very sacred in our relationship.  Mistress K. very much believes in semen retention and orgasm control.  In that my orgasms, my sex, my semen, all belong to her ... if I violate this sacrted condition in our relationship .... well, let's just say it is akin to stealing, which of course is a bad thing.  But .... it happened, and I felt just awful that I disappointed my Mistress in this particular way.

With a scowl on her face and in avery disappointing tone she simply said ..... "We will deal with is problem soon".  With that she rolled over and pulled the covers up over her naked body.  "Go to sleep" was the last thing she said to me that night  ................

I laid awake in bed for hours regretting what I had done.

Putting Her Panties On

I have been recently been bestowed with the duty and honor of putting Mistress's panties on every morning before she gets dressed for the day. 


She summons me when she is ready ... I kneel ... she hands me her panties ... she steps into them and I pull them up and into place.


My favorite daily duty yet.

Watching her

Hi everyone.  It has been a while since I have been here, mostly because Mistress K. and I have been unbelievably super busy.  All is well in our little slice of heaven even though our FLM has waned a little bit.  The kinds of things that have kept us busy have been a direct imposition to our ability to practice our lifestyle.  Again, all is well.  We chalk it up to the expected ebbs and flows of life.


That said, unexpectedly this morning, Mistress K. called me into the bedroom.  She was naked and had just finished putting on her makeup and was on her way to the closet to dress for the office.  She led me to the edge of the bed, had me stand and lean over to rest on the bed.  Then she lowered my shorts and disappeared into the closet, emerging with her twin tale leather paddle.  I was not in trouble so was confused as to the reason for my impending paddling.  She sat perpendicular to my head on the bed and began to paddle away.  I did not notice that she has also retrieved her wand vibrator until I heard it buzzing after the paddling had begun.  It was soft paddling but nonetheless, the edges of that damn paddle always leave a super sting even with the lightest swings. 


At first I was not allowed to watch her masturbate with the vibrator while she continued to paddle my bare bottom.  Then she informed that I was allowed to watch her and she set paddle on the small of my back so she could use both hands on herself.  It had been sometime since I was required/allowed to watch her have her own orgasm and when I lifted my head from the pillow to watch, the sight was incredible.  I was required not to move a muscle while she made love to her wand.  Slowly (then faster) she was building toward an orgasm and I was reminded of just how incredibly sexy this woman is.  When she neared her orgasm, she paused for a moment in order to redden my bottom even more, then replace the paddle on the small of my back again.  She focused her attention back to her pending orgasm and required that I watch.  I have talked in the past about being able to actually orgasm from merely watching her have sexual pleasure, leading to an orgasm .... and this beautiful scene before was moving in that direction. 


I didn't cum (nor was I remotely even allowed to) while watching her, but boy did I want to.  I can't even begin to tell how hot it is to witness Mistress K. receiving sexual pleasure and not being allowed to do anything but watch.  That was an hour ago and she has since left for the office.  I have been rock hard since.  I asked her if I cold stroke in the shower and have at least a ruined orgasm and she said no.  She did instruct me to edge ... several times but I was strictly forbidden from cumming.  The combination of the sight of her receiving sexual pleasure, the infrequent recent opportunities for us to participate in our favorite FLM activities recently, and being prohibited from participating with her was just so fucking hot.  The thoughts that are now running through my mind ...............

Unexpected bliss

Something unexpected (and unexplainable) happened.  Yesterday (Sunday), I was sleeping on the couch watching golf.  Mistress was feeling frisky and came over to me and started to spoon me.  She was sheepish, demure ... and horny! 




The "unexpected" part was us being alone for an hour without the possibility of being interrupted.  While she spooning me, she was grinding her hips against my bottom and we were in the perfect position for me to explain to her that I wished she was wearing her strap on, and that her rubber cock was inside of me.  To my surprise, Mistress immediately and enthusiastically said "let's go".  I giggled because I was certain she was kidding and teasing, but she assured me she wasn't.  The "unexplained" part was me declining her offer because I had been working in the garage all day and I was exceedingly not clean enough to accept her cock.  I would be horrified if Mistress's memory of pegging me, of fucking me, included any degree of yuckiness ..... so I implored her to not consider it at this time .... much to my chagrin.  She agreed but then "asked" me if wanted to be inside her?  I hesitated, again, because I wasn't as clean I know she likes me to be.




It didn't matter .... she was horny and she wanted to get fucked.  Fucked good.  Fucked hard and fucked long.  After some cajoling, I rose from the couch and held out my hand to help her to her feet.  We went into the bedroom and she immediately became naked and got into bed.  I went into the bathroom to take a "whore's bath" to get as clean as I could, then immediately went into the closet to put on "pinkie" (our pink cock sleeve).  The reason for the cock sleeve was to ensure that Mistress would get the kind of fucking I knew she was craving at that point.  Of course the sleeve makes my cock long and wider, but more importantly it allows me to fuck her basically as long as she wants without the usual worry of me approaching the edge of orgasm sooner than she is ready for the action to stop.


I fucked her good and she loved every minute of it.  Just like this:

I had sent her this picture recently because I knew she would find it hot.  She was so happy to be able to reenact it.  Of course, so was I!


She had 2 glorious, loud orgasms in her favorite position (head down, ass up) and then collapsed to rest.  I rolled her over onto her back so I could worship her beautiful body.  Kissing her body all over, I thanked her profusely for allowing me to be present when she orgasmed and for owning me.  Sometimes when mistress is in a post-orgasmic state of bliss, she will ask me if I want to enter her and have an orgasm.  This was one of those times.  Now ... what man in his right mind would say no when presented with this opportunity?  Well ... a man that has been conditioned to savor the joy of remaining incredibly horny AFTER sex with his Mistress.  That's who.  I responded with "I would absolutely love to cum right now Mistress", but then immediately followed with begging her to deny me the ability to do so. 


It was spectacular episode of witnessing Mistress orgasm.  Watching her writhe in sexual bliss and when she denied me the right to orgasm, or even ejaculate, I was in the most glorious state of subspace, having felt like I was able to give my Mistress the kind sexual pleasure she wants and deserves.  She wanted to get up out of bed and I helped her to her feet, then immediately kneeled in front of her to worship her and to thank her again for being my owner, being my Mistress, being my wife for allowing me to be present when she had her orgasms.  


Unexpected Bliss indeed!

Simple Discoveries

Greetings everyone.  Happy Holidays to each of you.  I hope the season finds you happy and in the company of people that you love.


This past Saturday, Mistress K. and I found ourselves alone for the bulk of the day.  The kids were at places with friends and there was no risk of an impromptu return from any of them.  Yay!


I was busy performing handyman duties around the house when Mistress was walking by.  I felt the need/urge to ask her to stop, so I could kneel before her and declare my love for her on my knees.  Nothing big, nothing unusual for that matter ... it's something we both love dearly, especially when it is spontaneous.


I spent a minute or so just holding her, kissing her belly, thanking her for owning me and for being my Mistress.  We were both clothed and although it was not a sexual moment, it did cause my cock to sir and become hard (read ... love boner).  Sometimes I get hard from the sheer joy of being loved by this woman and for the opportunity to worship her ... even fully clothed.


It was a about 10 minutes later that she walked by again and simply said "follow me".  I followed her into the bathroom where she had her vanity chair pulled into the middle of the room.  I was tenderly ordered to strip naked and sit backward on the chair because she wanted to give me a maintenance spanking.  I was out of my shorts (no underwear) and t shirt in a nano second and took my position on the chair as instructed.  The below picture (clearly it is not me) was the position I was instructed to take, while Mistress went to the closet to get her leather paddle.

When Mistress returned to the room, she squealed with excitement.  Why?  Because she just loved how this position in a chair not only provided for clear, unobstructed access to my naked bottom for paddling, but it also very nicely showcased my bottom hole.  She was giddy with excitement.  She commented repeatedly how excited she was to have discovered this and was going to use this very same position for what she promised was an upcoming pegging. 


Mistress began with her paddling.  Each swat stung a bit more than it does when I am standing or laying on my tummy for spankings.  I suppose that is because the skin is so much more taut in this position.  Then Mistress began to land the paddle directly on my bottom hole ......  It was WOW and OW all at the same time, especially because Mistress kept commenting about how she couldn't wait to have me in this position more often.


It was a simple discovery ... one that most certainly will add some spice to future spankings, future fuckings, and perhaps other things that Mistress might have in mind.


I am a big believer in the KISS (Keep it Simple Stupid) philosophy in life because, well, it pays off.

"The Book"

Hello my friends ... Long time no see.  It has been 6 months since my last post and I can't even explain why it has been that long.  I won't apologize only because I think that would be presumptuous on my part that what I/We do here is so important that I may have let people down.  That said ... I apologize for ghosting everyone.  Like I said, I can't even explain why.  Shit just happens I guess.


By way of an update, Mistress K. and I are living and loving our life as much and more than ever.  No big events to describe or monumental landmarks in our FLM lifestyle ... just two people that love each other tremendously, with devotion and joy. 


We still practice most of the same rituals we have always had.  I'm still required to wear my butt plug all day every Tuesday (I love Tuesdays) and wear panties under my manly clothes whenever Mistress feels like it. 


One thing that is new ... "The Book".  This is what "The Book" looks like.  It's simple, discrete and apropos for what we are doing ... Always Growing.

Yup, we now keep a journal and have regular, weekly reviews of the events of that week, be they record of good things/behavior on my part, or bad things/behavior on my part.  Either of us may post things in the book with the difference being that Mistress K. may post anything she wishes, for anything she wants, for any reason or purpose .... and I am limited to posting only when I am instructed to do so, and many of those times are simply as her scribe, or for recording of events like the completion of punishments, etc.


Being a "normal" suburban couple raising kids, we don't always get to adhere to a strict schedule for many things in our FLM that we would like, but Mistress K. (and I) have recently made the commitment to make the times for certain things sacred enough that we have a good chance of accomplishing it when we want.  Chief among those things is our weekly review of  "The Book".  On Sunday evenings (usually), Mistress will get the book, go sit in her high back padded chair in our bedroom, summon me to come and kneel in front of here, and we review the previous weeks activities. 


Last Sunday evening, after reviewing the book, Mistress had decided that during the coming week, I was to receive 2 punishments.  Like I said before, the book contains notes on good behavior and unacceptable behavior, and after reviewing the combination of both, there was 2 incidents that required corrective attention.  One serious enough, and the other way more serious.  Not 30 minutes ago, those punishments were delivered by Mistress and received by me.  I got inspired to "get back on my blog".  I sit here, on my significantly reddened ass, typing these words, and it feels so good to be back.


What were my infractions you ask?  The serious one was I failed to transfer the clothes from the washing machine to the dryer before I left for work.  Specific, necessary clothes that were expected to be available for the kids after they got home from school .... and they weren't.  The other, way more serious infraction was that I left my butt plug on the counter, IN THE HALL BATHROOM!  Holy shit!  Luckily it was only Mistress K. that saw it ..... but holy fuck .... that's the bathroom that everyone uses ... and what would've happened if one of the kids or their friends saw it?  Holy fuck. 


My ass burns ....................