Exploring Kink as a Monogamous Married Couple
It’s Friday Night and J has gone to work, MrH dropped him off and we are alone until 10pm. MrH plans to play, if the kiss he gave me earlier is anything to go by. My body had responded to that kiss like a horny wanton slut. Tea was cooked and eaten when MrH came into the room with a handful of black and said “when you have showered, shaved and so on, you are required to wear these.” Instructions. I can’t lie, my body …
I don’t really have lists of what I want to do, I gave up on them after my dad died. What is the point of making lists and plans when they can be taken from you at the drop of a hat? So I can’t really do a bucket list. I believe if you want to do something bad enough don’t ever wait, you’re not guaranteed tomorrow. Instead I am going to do a wish list. Living for Right Now Does that mean I never …
Punishment or Discipline? In the world of BDSM, the ‘D’ can mean Discipline or Dominance. We don’t really explore the full scope of BDSM, because I am not a huge fan of pain. I do not want bruises or to bleed as some people who are masochistic do; and I don’t believe that MrH would want me bruised and bloodied. We exist more in the BD (Bondage & Discipline) and the DS (Dominance & Submission) range. While we explore bondage, (I love being tied up), …
Within a D/s relationship with a power exchange like ours, control is just an illusion. We have agreed rules and boundaries; Mr H works within those boundaries. To the outside world, it looks like Mr H has all the power because he makes the decisions. And, that is where the illusion lies, because I have the power to veto anything I don’t want to do by using a safeword, or by calling the whole agreement off. It begins with a conversation. When we started our …
Pressing the vibrator against her needy sex, she allowed her eyes to close and her head relaxed against the pillows. She needed to come, the oral attention she had shown him this morning had left her horny and tense. Even though their play had ended with him fucking her, hard, she hadn’t climaxed, and that was ok. She loved being used, it formed part of their dynamic, but the last few play times she had experienced some intense but superficial orgasms, the kind that flashed …
When we entered into a D/s relationship, MrH and I talked about our fantasies and it opened up a whole world of sexual play that had been previously unexplored. In our early years I purchased a number of traditional dress up items. A French Maids outfit and a PVC dress were worn with stockings to great effect and MrH’s delight, but having worn them once, having seen them once, MrH would always decline when I asked if he wished me to wear them again. I …
Training is something that is definitely prevalent in D/s fiction and I admit to enjoying the Brie series of books by Red Phoenix which chronicles Brie’s journey through a submissive training school. I have no problem with training in fiction, however, I do have some issues with the concept of training in real life. Why would one person wish to fundamentally change another? I asked MrH to add D/s to our relationship we came to a mutual agreement about the way that would be put …
There is a difference between the words ‘might’ and ‘will’ but my brain has trouble with this. No, I’m serious and I bet I am not the only one… Let me give you an example. On Thursday night MrH said his tummy hurt and I asked if he wanted something to ease it. He said he did not and I responded with “OK” and dropped it. Normally I would have followed up with an “are you sure?” but I did not. As a result he …
I have written about this topic before, and how I mentally justified faking it for many years. In reality it still bothers me that I did this. I don’t like that I did it and I don’t like ‘why’ I did it. I don’t fake it now, I am sure that many women say that, don’t they? I faked it with other partners but not with you dear.. Anyway, I digress. There are times when Mr H will ask me to cum for him and I …
I have written before about how I struggle when Mr H has to work on a Saturday, how I get anxious to an, in all honestly unhealthy level and if you follow my blog you will know Mr H has been in hospital this week. He isn’t home yet, but hopefully he is home today. I have coped emotionally, my anxiety has been normal and healthy, focused on Mr H and stay in hospital and him getting better. What I don’t like is how much …