Exploring Kink as a Monogamous Married Couple
I was instructed, when I left the interview to send a message to Mr H. His reply instructed me to check my email. Sure enough there was an email from him telling me to head home and when I got home I had instructions to follow. MrH had put out clothing that I was to put on, I was instructed to call him Sir and I was to let him know when I was dressed. I was then to go to the Living room and …
So the wonderful Furcissy nominated me as part of his Liebster Award Nomination for which I am very grateful and flattered. I don’t actually know anything about it and so rather than ‘accept’ I am going to answer the questions that he set, but no more (also I have no idea how to do some of the instructions so I couldn’t anyway!) Question One. If you were a cartoon character, who would you be? Well, this is an odd one for me. I don’t really …
“Objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are,” Meatloaf sang these words and this morning it got me thinking, as you kissed me and got out of the car. You opened the back passenger door to get your bag, wished me a good day and left. I watched you walk away. I am filled with longing. I have always liked the view of your backside in jeans and I know when we first me you would put your hands into your …
I’ve broke the rules. I woke up at midnight and couldn’t get back to sleep. After two hours I reasoned that my stomach was hurting because I was hungry and perhaps some cereal would help me fall asleep. Only, I can’t go downstairs for food without waking MrH and getting permission. Dilemma- MrH is/was tired. He woke at 4am on Sunday morning and was tired all day. He has work today and I couldn’t wake him and risk him not being able to get back …
We’re back home and we’re both feeling tired. I’m laid at his side on the sofa, he has his arms around me. I’m so mellow at the moment and yet high at the same time, I’m probably not making much sense. Or maybe you understand completely. I imagine coming down won’t be as nice! Laid here quiet and relaxed my mind is drifting over the events of the last few days, reflecting on the details. After any play session, especially if you have experimented with …
If you recall from the last post Let the games begin, Mr H watched me masturbate, then fucked my pussy for a while. He then had me kneel on the floor so he could fuck my face. I was using the vibrator on myself and climaxed again while he did and was rewarded with his cum. After MrH cuddled me for a while he then sent me to refresh myself. When I returned he had stacked pillows on the bed so I could get comfortable …
I was instructed to dress in specific clothes and be stood in inspection facing away from the door….. Mr H opened the bedroom door, smiled and said, “let the games begin.” MrH had fun taking pictures….. and a few wardrobe changes were required. Games Begin. After MrH had taken some action shots too we moved to the bedroom for the show (which you all know I’ve been very nervous about!) and I was allowed to use our favourite vibe ‘promises’ MrH says I did very …
It’s here…. our day and night…. Last night MrH started the weekend off by restraining me to the bed with silk ties round my ankles, spreading my legs wide; and tying my hands together above my head, to the headboard. Bound. He then stroked me and dragged his nails over my arms from wrist to shoulder and ankle to groin. By this point I was on fire, my whole body begging for the next touch. He brought me to orgasm, then held my face while …
On Saturday Mr H and I are going to our favourite hotel for a night away. He wrote me an email to tell me his plans. Something he’s not done before, well obviously he’s sent me emails, but not like this one. The email contains an itinerary, and I’m pretty sure he’s done this because he knows I’ve been freaking out a bit, so here’s how my Saturday is looking: MrH will take photos I will masterbate for MrH I will be spanked as a …
Every few weeks Mr H has to provide on call cover, and that week he has to work on the Saturday in the office. I hate that week. I miss him. I feel lost. I’m without focus and I get anxious. The level of separation anxiety I am experiencing is not particularly healthy, and when I’m anxious, I eat. This anxiety is in direct contradiction to the general improvement I have felt in my mood, that I wrote about here. This week I decided to …