Exploring Kink as a Monogamous Married Couple
There’s a line in the movie The Ugly Truth, Gerard Butler’s character ‘Mike‘ is telling Katherine Heigl’s character ‘Abbey’ the rules a woman should follow to get a guy interested in her and he says “a fake laugh is like a fake orgasm” “A fake orgasm is good?” Abbey asks. He says, “A fake orgasm is better than no orgasm.” “A fake orgasm is no orgasm,” she replies. Mikes response is, “Only to you. You’re not the only one in the room you know. Don’t …
Our son went out last night. Mr H was in the bath when he made the announcement, so we had no plans. Thursday night we had our Wednesday cane session, as it was postponed, but my first thought as he left was “I wonder if Mr H would get the squealer out.” The squealer was a gift from HisLordship, a hand made leather strap in a wooden handle. We don’t use it often as it makes quite a nice (loud) sound on impact and just like …
On Wednesdays we don’t turn the TV on upstairs. Instead we talk and afterwards MrH will usually get the cane out. We started it a few months ago and we’ve stuck to it pretty well until recently when I have been struggling with my back. s I’m sure you can appreciate when I’m numb and can’t respond to pain, impact play is a bad idea. As I’ve improved we are getting back to normal and on Tuesday MrH got the cane out. Impact Play. Anyway …
I lost 2.5lbs this week, and I’ve followed the rules, so this afternoon I asked if Sir thought I deserved a treat. I figured, it can’t hurt to ask right?? And I’m feeling horny… I mean like I want an orgasm and Sirs cock inside me really bad! This weeks been hectic and we didn’t do the midweek cane session. We did talk, but Mr H didn’t feel like doing the cane work, so we didn’t. Feeling low I know that when we don’t do …
If you read my last post you’ll know I was planning to talk to MrH during our new weekly maintenance session. I made my list of prompts and managed to get through them, with some unintended hilarity I might add. We can be lazy when it comes to communication and that is why we made a commitment to talk every week. Here is my list of topics, there aren’t many. We talked about each point in turn. Oral. Mr H will say he doesn’t really …
The importance of communication Mr H and I are what I would describe as a living evolving organism, a constant work in progress if you will. We are imperfect beings and we accept that. Last week we (and not for the first time) we talked about communication and how it’s easy for us to let it fall down. We are very comfortable with each other and don’t need to talk to fill awkward silences. We can sit in happy, comfortable, companionable silence without issue. But …
I’ve often wondered why the weekends seem to fly by when the working week can seem never ending…. this weekend is set to be one of these weekends. Filled with some crafting as well as some awesome kinky fuckery. Yesterday we had to do some odd jobs at my aunts house so the morning was taken with that. The afternoon went quickly. I did some work on my quilt and some knitting. MrH worked on his chainmaille project. Here it is, (I finished the top …
The sentence “I think I’d like it if you did that to me” started MrH and I down a new path. We took our first exploratory steps a few hours later, and I am so glad we did. In my mind it lead to a world where MrH kept me naked and constantly used my body in delightful and wicked ways. I would have his cum in every orifice daily. He would spank me over his knee every day to remind me I am his, …
Mr H picks my underwear each day and Fridays I’m not allowed to wear panties (unless otherwise instructed). This week I was told to wear panties as it was cold. 6 months ago I would have argued. Yesterday I simply said “Yes Sir.” But it felt strange. I was aware of them all day, and it’s not like I don’t wear them every other day! Comfort is key. As soon as I can after work I strip off and pull on a pair of pyjamas. …
The second week of January began with a fizzle….. neither MrH or I wanted to get out of bed on Monday morning when the alarm went off. What a life we could have if only we could win the lottery! Don’t get me wrong I enjoy my job but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t be happier spending my day sewing, riding or playing with cats and dogs, and I know MrH would be infinitely happier with a pack of dogs to walk! But anyway we …