Strip Club

Last night I had an occasion to be out on the town with 3 buddies.  We're all dads that have kids the same age, which is how we all met.  We were out at a sporting event, drinking, having a good time.  On the Uber car ride back to our where our cars were, one of the guys in the car suggested we stop off for a night cap at the strip club.  It seemed to be a popular idea in the car and in no time, there we were, enjoying the view at the strip club.

Mistress K. does not put any prohibition on me for such things.  That being said, I immediately texted her to let her know I'd be home later than originally planned.  She replied with a simple "be careful.  don't drink and drive".  Isn't she the coolest.

Now, I've been to strip clubs plenty in my life, especially when i was in my 30's and even into my 40's.  on more than one occasion, I was there with my beautiful (then vanilla) Wife.  We always had a great time, especially when we would spend a couple hundred dollars on table dances for her.  Strippers seem to fall in love with my Wife within seconds after saying hello.  I know the feeling.  Anyway, since starting our FLM, I hadn't been to a strip club.  I frankly had no desire to go, unless it was going to be a trip that was with Mistress K..  I had even fantasized about being taken there with my chastity cage on and then enduring table dance after table dance.  Each time, the stripper would've been informed by Mistress K., that I was wearing a chastity cage because she told me to. 

There we were, doing what guys, having a good time.  In looking around, I thought to myself how lucky I was to have the kind of love and desire that I have for my one and only source of sexual desire.  I can honestly say that while sitting, enjoying the view of the highly sexual environment, I didn't get a hard on once.  I liked what I was seeing, but I was looking at it differently than i would've before being fully immersed in my FLM.  I looked around and saw desperate man after desperate man trying to fulfill his sexual urges.  Inside, I was truly content and even in this wanton environment, I consciously and subconsciously only had a sexual desire for Mistress K.  I wasn't looking down my nose at anyone or expecting anything different than what happens every night in a strip club, I was comfortably contented with knowing that my single source of desire was through Mistress K. 

I had posted about this before.  yes, I still look at beautiful women and admire that beauty, but in my role as a submissive, collared husband in a truly loving female led marriage, I have been transformed (willingly and happily) into only wanting (real or fantasy) sexual desire if it includes Mistress K.  I can tell you that this is an extremely wonderful way to feel.

When i got home around 12:30am, Mistress was watching her favorite TV show and when i walked in the door, she simply said "Hi baby.  Did you have a good time?"  Isn't she the coolest?